kitchen walls

ruby moon piece.

warning: one-sided TxN implied.

inspired by suppi-chan's nakuru fic.

will refer to Nakuru as a 'her' here, because ... i say so.

disclaimer:

CCS no belong to me.

Ruby Moon likes talking to kitchen walls. Because she knows she doesn't have anyone else. Short POV fic.

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Literally, I am a girl. I like pouncing on males, I like scaring them. It gives me the daily dosage of adrenaline rush I require to get by the day. School's my favorite part of the day, because I get to do that really often, and see Touya-kun, too. He doesn't have his powers anymore, but I don't know why I still like looking at him and feeling his aura alot, even though he no longer has any.

I think it's really weird, and it freaks me out. But I keep it to myself. This is my little secret, and I think Eriol-sama will freak out even more than myself if he learns about my emotions. I mean, maybe guardians aren't supposed to feel that much. I don't know. I'm just a creation, something to serve someone's purpose. I guess it's bad to feel something like...well, feelings akin to attraction? Geez, that scares me.

That's the con of having a MALE master. No qualms there though. I love Eriol-sama. Only he can indulge me and endure the nonsensical bull talk I like to come up with. Just last Saturday, he told me alot of jokes he and his classmate Yamazaki-kun came up with, and it made me laugh alot alot. Eriol-sama's fun, and lately, he likes to sit in his Throne and daydream about a certain Daidouji heiress, so he talks less. But that's okay. It's cute watching him like that, and teasing him about it especially.

Maybe I can share my scary secret with Suppi-chan. Think he'll listen? "Mou, Suppi, I think I like..." Naw, I can't do that. That little cat will bat an eyelid and tell me not to lie. I know what Suppi will say. "You can't be serious, Ruby Moon." And he'll leave me alone and fly away.

Whee, maybe because I don't always have someone to talk to and share private personal matters with, I find myself talking to the kitchen walls alot. Pots, pans and kettles make good listeners. They don't talk back. I don't know. I mean, I'm a genderless guardian. If my secret gets out in Seijouu High, Touya will run away from me and will think me gay. And then my morale will go all low, and my mantra of "Touya is mine!" will disappear forever when I make myself believe that I will never be worthy of him...

Nor worthy of falling in love with a human, for any matters.

Bah, sometimes I wish Eriol-sama will give me a gender. If you ask me to pick a color to describe myself, I'll pick gray. Because I'm not black nor white. I'm right smack in the middle. Am I a girl? Sure, I wear pretty dresses, I pounce boys. Am I a boy? I don't know. I don't feel like one. Maybe I'm more femme fatale than a macho chauvinist. Heh, I like to think myself as the former anyway.

But one thing's for sure, I'm a guardian; someone's creation, through and through. And I can't fall in love. Not with Touya-kun, handsome as wholesome as he is. Not with any humans.

I guess I'll stick to talking to the kitchen walls for a long time coming.

owari