A/N: I was in the car, reading Demon Diary. . . and lo, a ficlet was born with the "what do you do if caught in the bath?" question. Aherm. ^_^ Pointless, really, and not very good, but Muse-sama made me.
"If They See You Bathing"
Raenef stepped into the clearing and looked around. He was alone.
Good.
He walked over to the spring and began to strip off his clothes. The steam rolled off the water, and the sulfur smell made his nostrils flare. He left the clothes on the ground and stepped in.
The water was warm, and he sighed. It'd been so long since he'd managed to sneak off from Eclipse and just be alone. Not that he minded having Eclipse around; he rather enjoyed the grumpmeister's presence. Of course, the "little" crush he'd developed on the older demon had nothing, absolutely nothing, to do with it; not as if the presence of that black-haired beauty made him feel any different, made him feel happy or special or any such thing. Nope.
Anyways, it was still nice to be by himself every once in a while. He'd found this spring a few days ago, by accident; he'd gotten lost in the woods yet again. Since then, Raenef had been looking for an opportunity to sneak off and bathe, and today had been his chance. The thought that Eclipse was probably looking for him crossed his mind, and he tried to banish it. He didn't want to imagine the look on the demon's face when he returned.
Raenef took another step, the water barely reaching his hips. He pulled his hair out of the ponytail and shook it, a few tendrils getting in his eyes. He was about to sink down into the water when he heard something from behind.
He turned his head and looked over his shoulder to see what it was. Then he face-faulted.
/Oh dear gods, he *was* looking for me, oh no oh no oh no./ He felt his cheeks turn varying bright shades of red as the shock and embarassment of finding Eclipse there registered. His head felt like it was in scrambles, thoughts and emotions tangling up with one another in a giant mess of. . . well, thoughts and emotions. Raenef felt as if someone had just poured ice over him and then lit a fire on his face.
Eclipse just stood, mouth agape and eyes wide. Then, as if he'd only just remembered etiquette, he broke his gaze and coughed, strands of black hair flying to cover his face.
Raenef wondered how, exactly, Eclipse always found him, and why it had to be in the damn spring. . . and oh, what to do? There had to be some sort of procedural demon-lord-conduct-rules thing that he was supposed to do, like yell or scream or terrorize or *something*. There was always something. . . right?
Yes, he remembered now. Eclipse had told him. Say "harumph" with aplomb, cast a faint prevention spell and administer 99 wedgies. Finish by butchering with a butter knife. Raenef sweatdropped. There was no way he could do that. He would just end up standing here like a fool, naked in the middle of a clearing with his hair down, completely embarassed. This was bad, he reflected, very very bad, and the thought of butchering himself with the damn butter knife was alluring. Why did it always happen like this? There was no why he could get out of it gracefully; he'd been surprised in the bath, and Eclipse would probably insist on being wedgied and butchered just to play by the rules, and oh, yes, it was bad.
Raenef glanced up at Eclipse, who was perhaps just as red in the face and boring holes in the ground with his eyes, and did the only thing he could think of.
"Join me?" he asked.
:::al sukoto:::
:::don't get caught naked!:::
"If They See You Bathing"
Raenef stepped into the clearing and looked around. He was alone.
Good.
He walked over to the spring and began to strip off his clothes. The steam rolled off the water, and the sulfur smell made his nostrils flare. He left the clothes on the ground and stepped in.
The water was warm, and he sighed. It'd been so long since he'd managed to sneak off from Eclipse and just be alone. Not that he minded having Eclipse around; he rather enjoyed the grumpmeister's presence. Of course, the "little" crush he'd developed on the older demon had nothing, absolutely nothing, to do with it; not as if the presence of that black-haired beauty made him feel any different, made him feel happy or special or any such thing. Nope.
Anyways, it was still nice to be by himself every once in a while. He'd found this spring a few days ago, by accident; he'd gotten lost in the woods yet again. Since then, Raenef had been looking for an opportunity to sneak off and bathe, and today had been his chance. The thought that Eclipse was probably looking for him crossed his mind, and he tried to banish it. He didn't want to imagine the look on the demon's face when he returned.
Raenef took another step, the water barely reaching his hips. He pulled his hair out of the ponytail and shook it, a few tendrils getting in his eyes. He was about to sink down into the water when he heard something from behind.
He turned his head and looked over his shoulder to see what it was. Then he face-faulted.
/Oh dear gods, he *was* looking for me, oh no oh no oh no./ He felt his cheeks turn varying bright shades of red as the shock and embarassment of finding Eclipse there registered. His head felt like it was in scrambles, thoughts and emotions tangling up with one another in a giant mess of. . . well, thoughts and emotions. Raenef felt as if someone had just poured ice over him and then lit a fire on his face.
Eclipse just stood, mouth agape and eyes wide. Then, as if he'd only just remembered etiquette, he broke his gaze and coughed, strands of black hair flying to cover his face.
Raenef wondered how, exactly, Eclipse always found him, and why it had to be in the damn spring. . . and oh, what to do? There had to be some sort of procedural demon-lord-conduct-rules thing that he was supposed to do, like yell or scream or terrorize or *something*. There was always something. . . right?
Yes, he remembered now. Eclipse had told him. Say "harumph" with aplomb, cast a faint prevention spell and administer 99 wedgies. Finish by butchering with a butter knife. Raenef sweatdropped. There was no way he could do that. He would just end up standing here like a fool, naked in the middle of a clearing with his hair down, completely embarassed. This was bad, he reflected, very very bad, and the thought of butchering himself with the damn butter knife was alluring. Why did it always happen like this? There was no why he could get out of it gracefully; he'd been surprised in the bath, and Eclipse would probably insist on being wedgied and butchered just to play by the rules, and oh, yes, it was bad.
Raenef glanced up at Eclipse, who was perhaps just as red in the face and boring holes in the ground with his eyes, and did the only thing he could think of.
"Join me?" he asked.
:::al sukoto:::
:::don't get caught naked!:::