A/N : I don't know if Nura no Mago is finished or not since I haven't yet touched chapters 208-210 that I have downloaded. And since I'm still writing fanfictions, it's better for me to finish my stories first before I read the last chapters of Nura no Mago~

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Disclaimer : Standard disclaimer applies.

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Sexy or not?

It was a normal day and since it's really a normal day, I felt like something out of normal would just pop out today. But that was just a hunch anyway, and it's not like I'm hoping something strange to happen. Well, maybe, I'm anticipating something but I'm hoping that something is a rather nice something.

I gazed at the sky above me and let out a random sigh. It was already nearing noon but the scorching heat of the sun could not be felt. It was all thanks for the clouds that seemed to have gathered around the sun, it's as if they were bullies cornering their prey. Pfft-

I pressed my lips together when I almost laughed at my own joke. I shifted my gaze around me, looking if somebody was present, and finding no one, I resumed my way towards the balcony of the mansion with a loose smile. A while ago, I was doing my usual laundry work together with Kejorou when Kubinashi suddenly showed up and declared that Rikuo was looking for me. And without further explanation, he just simply left.

Remembering that scene, I could not help but furrow my eyebrows in resignation. Honestly, Kubinashi has always been a tsun-tsun. But that what makes him cute anyway. I chuckled at the thought.

A few minutes had passed and I found myself standing before Rikuos' room. Almost on instinct, I tilted my chin slightly upward in beffudlement when I heard a familiar voice resounding inside the room.

'What is he doing here?'

It's unusual for him to be visiting this place. Ah no-let me rephrase that. It's unusual for him to be in a yokai-filled place without a grumble or even a threat of wiping every yokai he sees. That's really strange.

I only knocked on the door once when Rikuo's cheerful voice responded, asking me to come in. I slid the door open and what greeted my eyes were two figures of men in complete contrast to each other. In terms of hair, of dress…and of personality. Well, that's my own opinion anyway.

"Waka, you called for me?" I immediately asked as soon as I entered the room.

RIkuo's long white hair fluttered on his back as he cocked his head with a big grin on his face, almost sending my heart out of my chest. Damn him.

It would have been really a lot better if Rikuo was in his human form. I'm not saying that the human Rikuo was not appealing or anything, he's still Rikuo and he honestly, he could make my face go red like a dark tomato sauce, but a youkai Rikuo was just…to put it more bluntly, gorgeous in any aspect possible. And he's making it worse for me when he gives me that kind of look. I'm maybe a youkai, but I'm still a girl, obviously.

And oh, the reason why Rikuo is in his youkai form even in this broad daylight( eventhough there's no sun?) is because the spirit concentration for the past two days, until now, was so dense that he automatically turns into a youkai. And it's not really beneficial to me- no, I was just kidding. It's actually either of the two consequences.

Beneficial or not beneficial.

Which really depends on the situation.

"Yoh Tsurara. " The guy with black lustrous hair and sharp eyes, greeted with an arrogant twitch of his lips. Eventhough he was not the one I addressed, he had the nerve to speak first. He always had that cocky attitude in him, that Ryuuji. "You look sexy today."

' Waah' Ryuuji's out of the blue comment unexpectedly threw me off that I literally took a step backwards with my mouth hung open. And I bet my face did much worse than my posture. I suppose it could fry bacon and eggs that I could serve for lunch.

"I quite disagree with you Ryuuji. Tsurarara is not sexy."

If Ryuuji's embarassing declaration had me gotten all flustered yet somewhat happy despite the fact that they were nothing more than mere deceit, Rikuo's honest yet unflattering, downgrading comment got me flustered too - although in a negative way. I know I'm not sexy, I'm fully aware of that but Rikuo should not speak that out so carefree and bluntly!

Again! Let me emphasize it! I'm still a girl!

However, before I could even say something, not like I have already a reply that would not sound like a pitiful answer, Ryuuji countered back.

" Nah. She's definitely sexy, I tell you."

The way Ryuuji said that, it almost sounded that he really meant it. Oh. Maybe, I'm really sexy in his eyes?

Rikuo's eyebrow twitched before he said in a dismissing tone. " She's not."

" Well, aren't you a bit rude to Tsurara?"

I almost nodded my head at Ryuuji's shocked question.

" I'm not. I'm just stating the fact. If you're looking for someone sexy, that would be Kejorou."

Eventhough what Rikuo had said was true, still, that made me feel rebellious. If he disagree that strongly to Ryuuji, he could have just kept it to himself. Rikuo's straightforward manner wasn't lovely at all. Definitely not.

" Well, I'm sorry for not being sexy." I lifted my chin haughtily and stomped on the floor as I walked towards them and sat on the vacant space around the table where they were currently gathered. Upon getting on a comfortable seiza position, I asked in a rather sulking voice. " Anyway Rikuo-sama, what did you call me here for?"

" Are you mad Tsurara?" Rikuo asked with a confused expression written on his handsome face. Oh great, I'm not supposed to think like this right now.

I feigned a shock expression and asked almost sarcastically. " I'm not. Why should I be?"

" But you sound mad. "

Yes. Rikuo could be this dense. And Ryuuji, as if he could read my mind, snickered. Well, he's more likely to make that gesture instead of laughing.

" I'm not. Anyway, you have not yet answered my question Waka. Why am I here?"

Rikuo's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, looking as if he didn't want to drop the topic but maybe he changed his mind when he shrugged his shoulder in resignation and then scratched his head. " Ryuuji and I have a little something to discuss and it might take a while. So I would like to request some snacks and a hot tea while we're locked in here."

" Eh? Is that all?"

" Yeah."

" Geez. You could have just told Kubinashi that when you had him fetched for me a while ago. I could have just went directly in preparing snacks for you."

To my surprise, Ryuuji blurted out laughing of nowhere. His body was shaking violently hard that I could not help but gape at him for quite a few seconds while Rikuo contorted his eyebrows in beffudlement.

What's funny?"

" Don't mind me." Ryuuji said simply, dismissing Rikuo's questioning stare. He returned back to his old poker face as he put his left ankle on the table and leaned his left check against the palm of his hand.

" It's weird to see you laughing. "

Yeah. Rikuo was right. This is actually my first time seeing him laugh like that.

" Okay, Waka. I'm off now. I'll be come back here once I'm done. " I stood up and bowed at them before I headed towards the door. Just before I could take a step outside though, I tilted my head backwards and stared straight at Ryuuji.

" Oh Ryuuji, what tea would you like to have?"

" Anything made by you would be fine."

I suddenly became aware of the fierce blush that took over my cheeks. Even a girl as naive as me would not be able to miss that suggestive tone on his voice.

" Uh- e-excuse me then." I stuttered as I hastily stepped outside and closed the door. Although for a moment there, when my eyes happened to pass by Rikuo, I noticed his expression had a glimpse of irritation on it.

Eh? Why should he get irritated?

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I'll post the second half once i'm done with it. And i hope i get the motivation to finish it. Aaargh.