AN: So this takes place in the middle-ish of the second season with May and Leon being partners for Dracula and stuff. And Sora and May don't really get along. XD

But it's kind of AU because I'm having fun with these characters...

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Sora woke up in a grouchy mood to begin with.

So when she opened her dorm door and got hit with freezing cold water, she wasn't feeling all that chipper. In fact, she was fuming visibly, especially with she saw May nearby with a camera.

"April Fool's," May snidely laughed, "it's a holiday made just for you."

That little brat...

"Heh, I didn't realize what day it was," Sora bit out, trying to quell her anger.

It wasn't enough that May was recognized by Leon and playing Mina Murray - a role in which Mia had made for Sora; it wasn't nearly fair that May was the one that got the leading lady privileges, complete with a spa day treatment every month free of charge, not that Sora really cared about being naked under a towel while some stranger touched her back; and it most certainly, above all things, wasn't right that May took Layla's old locker - no one dared to take it, not even Sora.

So many things were so so wrong ever since May Wong arrived at Kaleido Stage.

And Sora was getting close to breaking.

But she wanted to be the better woman. She was determined to show May what professionalism looked like. So she simply turned around and went back inside to change.

"You know," Fool said as he was tied up and blindfolded in her closet. "You don't have to take May's bullying."

"But I don't like fighting," she groused as she slipped a clean shirt on.

"That doesn't mean you have to be a pansy about it."

Sora pursed her lips and kicked the closet door. "What do you know. You're just a peeping Tom spirit!"

"I am the spirit of the stage! You should be following my every word, not locking me up like some common criminal!"

He heard the front door open. "Wait. Sora, you can't leave me like this!" He wiggled in his bonds. "I did a reading earlier that you might want to hear! You'll be negatively involved with Scorpio if you don't untie me this instant!"

She already slammed her door shut.

"Spirit dust," he muttered.

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"I'm not a pansy," Sora darkly mumbled to herself.

She just didn't think it was right to be vindictive. An eye for an eye just makes the whole world blind. What was the use in getting back at May for just pouring water on her?

"Uh Sora?"

"Yes Ken?"

"I really don't think you want syrup on your eggs."

She looked at the bottle of maple in her hands and then sheepishly put it down. "I, uh, meant to put some pancakes on my plate." She went behind Ken to get some hot cakes.

Her hand bumped into someone else's as they both reached for the tongs.

"Sorry about -" she choked on the rest of her words, seeing who it was.

Leon quirked a brow. "Are you getting pancakes or not?"

She frowned and then grabbed the tongs. He didn't have to be a jerk about it.

"Here," she muttered as she handed the tongs over. "I didn't know you ate here."

He gave a teeny tiny shrug. "From time to time."

She looked over at him. He seemed kind of at ease, which was so bizarre for her to see. Almost always, he was so rigid and stoic, never talking unless he had to.

"Uh you ok Leon?"

He gave her a slight glance. She took it as a question.

"You're putting hot sauce on your pancakes," she pointed at the food.

He looked down, blinked at it, and then walked away with it. She turned to see him dump the pancakes in the trash can. When he made his way back, she quickly looked forward, biting her lips to withhold the urge to laugh or smile.

She didn't know Leon wasn't a morning person.

She had it in her head that he liked to rise before the crack of dawn to practice. How funny! His half awake state was making him mess up with his food.

She didn't know how much longer she could last without laughing.

"Will you move down?"

She nodded her head, coughing to cover over a snort-laugh.

"Sora -"

She turned her head to look over at Ken, but then she slipped on something, causing her to let out a little shriek and throw her hands in the air. Unfortunately, she had her tray of food in her hands, making her accidentally toss most of the food backwards.

The sleepy Pegasus of the Stage was hit with her pancakes and glass of milk.

The cafeteria was suddenly deathly quiet.

Sora groaned from the floor, wiping some eggs off of her. She saw a banana peel near her feet and she nearly growled. She'd bet her whole paycheck that May put it there.

"Great. Now I have to change again."

She grabbed the counter and hoisted herself up. Immediately, she felt a hand on her upper arm.

"What gives? Why..." she trailed off as she was face to face with a quietly pissed off Leon sporting her breakfast. "Ohh shoot..."

"Clean this. Right now."

She snapped out of her daze. "Clean yourself. I'm not touching you."

His now alert eyes narrowed. She rip her arm out of his hold.

"It was an accident, ok? I'm all dirty too."

He tried to stare her down. She wouldn't give, simply crossing her arms.

"Let's just both acknowledge it was an accident," Ken quickly intervened, grabbing some napkins and putting them near Leon. "And we'll all just walk away."

"But my tray -"

Ken pulled her away from the pancake area. "You can have some of my food."

She huffed and then looked over at Leon. May was picking the food out of his hair and off of his shoulders. He tilted his chin up haughtily, staring at her. And now he's awake enough to be arrogant. She kind of missed the sleepy side of him.

"Now he thinks he won."

May too, if she thought about it. Leon was letting her touch him without it being practice. There were plenty of rumors that they were a couple. She wouldn't be too surprised if it was true, especially after this incident.

Leon was probably going to keep choosing May.

"Won what?" Ken rubbed his temple. "You're lucky he didn't do something to you."

She pursed her lips. She was sick of this game they had.

I'm going to get you May.

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"I thought you don't like fighting," Fool said with his arms crossed.

Sora made sure the bucket was balanced perfectly on the eaves and then she climbed down the ladder, string in hand. "This isn't payback. This is a lesson. May can't keep thinking she can use and abuse me to make her look better."

He was pretty sure that reasoning still made it payback, but he wasn't going to argue.

It's not like she was going to listen to him.

"You know, a nice long bath might make everything better and -"

Sora slapped a hand out. "Shush! I hear her coming!"

"How do you know that's May?"

"It's the way to her dorm room!" she hissed. "Who else would take it?"

The Fool huffed, but stayed quiet.

The footsteps got closer and closer...

Sora bit her tongue in anticipation until she finally heard May stop on the red x on the floor. Instantly, she jumped out with the camera and pulled on the string at the same.

*Flash!*

All was quiet as Leon stood in the hallway, ketchup dripping from his head.

Sora's hands shook as she refused to move the camera and catch his full on anger. He's so going to kill me. Her family will be sent her little pinky toe as the only part of her that could be found.

Not knowing what else to do, she jumped over the two story railing.

Leon immediately gave chase.

The Fool sat comfortably on the ladder. He was going to tell her that it was Leon, but she was just a very stubborn girl.

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She tried hiding in the girls' bathroom but he followed her in without pause.

She managed to shove herself through one of the bathroom windows, but not without Leon grabbing a part of her shirt. She simply shed it off and he grunted as he fell backwards.

She leaned on a tree to catch her breath. Then, she took a quick glance backwards and eeped when she saw Leon rounding the building with the bathroom.

She shrieked and then took off towards the parking lot.

Leon vaulted over a mini van, appearing in front of her a couple of feet away. She quickly ducked under the vehicle and then jumped over another car.

"I, " huff, "am," puff," super sorry!"

"Not sorry enough."

She nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard his voice right behind her. Instinctively, she slapped him when she felt his warm hands on her now bare torso, only wearing her sports bra since she shed her shirt early.

He blinked at the hit.

"Sorry!' she squealed. "Instinct!"

Then she took advantage of his slight hesitation to grab her again, quickly running away. She spotted an open window of a car and dove inside, huddling on the opposite end.

The car engine turned on.

"What the - "

"Funny," she heard Leon say next to the car, his keys in his hands, "that you should jump into my car."

Her eyes widened. He was luring me here!

There was no way this was an accident.

She quickly unlocked the door but then it locked again. She looked at Leon, bewildered as he held up his keys again, his thumb on a black square. It was probably what allowed him to start the car engine as well. He clicked on the square. She heard the driver's side unlock. Before he could open it, she hurried over to the front and locked it again.

He unlocked. She locked it.

He quirked a brow. She stared at him wide eyed.

He unlocked her door. Her foot quickly hit the lock.

He tilted his head. "I was letting you out."

"No, you were letting yourself in!"

He looked at her straight faced and then cracked a small grin. "Perhaps." He leaned down to her eye level. "I could do this all night, you know."

"And I can't?" she petulantly exclaimed.

His grin widened just slightly. "We can do this all night or..."

"Or?"

"You wash my hair."

"...That's it?"

He gave her a slight nod.

She narrowed her eyes at him. "How do I know you're telling the truth?"

"I could just break my way in."

"It's your car," she protested.

"I do what needs to be done. Besides," he leveled her with a gaze, "You'll pay for any of the damages."

"What?! No I won't!"

"There's a stranger inside of my vehicle," he straightened up and crossed his arms, "I highly doubt slipping into vehicles is legal."

"..."

"..."

"Fine," she threw her hands up. "But I'm taking you to my place."

Slight amusement filtered into his eyes. "You should watch what you say."

She blushed a little. "You know what I mean!"

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Strangely enough, the Fool was not at her dorm.

Which, in the grand scheme of things, was a blessing. She didn't think she could pose as sane in front of Leon if she was yelling at a spirit. She sighed, looking at the back of Leon's ketchup stained hair. Having him here still might be a mistake, but she'd rather not go to whatever dungeon he called home.

"You start with rinsing."

She pursed her lips. "I know how to wash hair."

She tilted his head back into the sink. She gathered his hair and got it all into the water. She started to get the ketchup out when she noticed his staring.

"Look somewhere else."

He quirked a brow. "There's only the ceiling to look at."

She huffed. "Then close your eyes! Your staring is making this hard to do!"

He shook his head slightly, but closed his eyes. She visibly relaxed.

Her hands dug into his hair as she made sure all of it was wet.

"Why does my staring make it hard?"

She paused and looked at his face. "I don't know. Probably because you rate everything I do." She turned her attention back to his hair, getting some shampoo into her hand. "You're always judging things."

"How is that strange?"

"What?"

"All people judge, whether it's in their head or spoken out loud." He cracked an eye open to access her. "Even you, I'm sure."

"Close your eye."

He kept it open. She huffed a little.

"I'd rather not get shampoo in your eye."

He slowly closed it. He relaxed as her nails scratched his scalp.

"...I do judge to a certain extent," she murmured. "But I don't go around making people feel like they're dirt."

"You're not dirt."

"What?"

"Your statement implies that I do that," he quietly stated. "And judging by your tone, you are assuming that I see you that way."

"I don't believe you," she muttered.

He sighed, waited for her to rinse his face free of shampoo, and then opened his eyes.

"I wanted you to be Mina Murray."

She gaped a little. "What are you talking about? You wanted to get rid of that role!"

"Because I didn't think you were ready. Truthfully, I still don't think you are."

She frowned. "I've done many shows before you. I even starred next to Layla herself! But if you think I'm not good enough," she threw the towel from the crook of her elbow to the floor, "then heaven forbid anyone should believe in me! You even have the Boss taking your side!"

"You're being overly emotional about this," he calmly stated.

Tears of frustration started prickling the back of her eyes. "Well excuse me if I have feelings. We can't all be robots like you."

He sat up straight, his wet hair sticking to his back shirt.

"Regardless of my hesitations," he continued on, "I still gave you two chances."

She crossed her arms. "You gave me one chance. Learn how to count."

"Two," he murmured.

She grabbed at her hair. "I need some space." She walked out of the bathroom, "you can dry your own hair."

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Leon came out of the bathroom.

Sora was at the table, nursing her cup of green tea. He noticed that there was a mug at the empty seat across from her. He looked at her, and she gestured towards it.

He sat down.

"I thought about what you said," she murmured into her cup. "The second was the ice skating."

"What makes you think so?"

She looked down at her tea. "May was clearly better at ice skating. She won junior championships when she was just eight years old." She lifted her gaze back up to him. "Back at home, my junior high had iced the gym floor for a winter festival and it was half the size of the stage. Yet, you told Marion's dad that you'd try it out days after it was safe to go on."

She bit her lip for what she was about to say. It was something she hadn't considered before and for some reason, she felt like voicing out what she knew would change the way she viewed him. But letting him know that she knew what he did...

It wasn't to be said lightly.

"...You gave me time to learn."

He picked up his cup and drank it. "This is not bad."

Then, ever so faintly, she saw him crack a smile.

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AN: Soooo...this was supposed to be a one shot for Opposites, but then an idea popped in my head. Bad plot bunnies! So, I'm going to make this a collection of holiday stories that are connected.

HOWEVER, I am still determined to finish Shifting Views and A Picture's Worth before fully committing to another story.