Disclaimer: I do not own Gosick nor am I making any profit by this story.
AN: so i thought I'd try to write something new. Something short. Tell me what you think
Victorique frowned openly before stuffing the sweet in her mouth as she flipped through the open book. She was neatly and elegantly seated back on her feels. Small bits of cookie dropped onto her lavender-laced dress. As she turned the page, she would brush the crumbs from the skirt with her fingertips.
"Boke.." She muttered as footsteps sounded behind her.
Kazuya Kujo sighed heavily.
"Vitorique," Kujo chided her. "You shouldn't eat so much." He held out a handkerchief in front her face. "Here. Let me wipe the jelly away."
She knocked his hand away testily. "Be quiet, boke."
He sighed again.
She's impossible sometimes…
He sat down next to her. "At least wipe it off yourself.." He offered her the handhercheif.
She looked at it for a moment then swiped it from his hand.
The girl gently dabbed at her mouth then tossed the item back.
Kujo picked up the handkerchief and folded it back into a square, then stuffed it back into his pants pocket.
"Are you ready to go?" He asked, taking off his hat.
She didn't say anything for a long time.
"Victorique?" He prodded.
"Urasai, Kujo no baka."
Many people would have already taken offense to this, but sadly Kujo was very much use to it.
"Fine.." He huffed getting up. "I'm going to lunch…Don't expect me to wait for you."
Victorique looked up curiously and continued to flip through her book.
"Boke.." She muttered to herself.