Author's notes: I drafted this fic last October 28 2005. yeah..that's right. I got the inspiration from playing ..um..enough of the stupid rantings..haha..

Disclaimer: I don't own any, just the fic

Solitaire: Prologue- Klondike

"WHAT?"

Recca and Domon looked up from the deck of cards they were playing to a baffled-looking Fuuko. The fuujin wielder had just come over Kagero's house to look at the gang. She had been busy with her family's reunion last week somewhere in Kyoto that she hadn't had any news from them. So in the afternoon that day, there she was, rushing and when she had opened the door, she had found Domon and Recca fighting over the cards, Ganko dressing Kondo, Yanagi helping Kagero fix the table for snacks, and Mikagami as usual reading a book. Recca had told her that they were about to go to Kurei's domain.

"Why the 'what' Fuuko? Aren't you excited?" Recca asked.

"Of course I am," Fuuko said sarcastically, scratching her scalp. "But why Recca, why there?"

"Vacation will do us good, Fuuko-san. Don't you like that? We gonna have time together," Domon said as he grinned at her from his fan of cards.

"Shut up baka, but from all the places—"

"Are you afraid?" Koganei suddenly landed beside her holding a cup of tea. "For you, Fuuko-neechan".

"Arigatou.." Fuuko replied and dragged her bag along. The trio looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

"Sure not the Fuuko," Recca commented.

"Yeah. Wonder why she reacted like that," Domon seconded.

But Kaoru Koganei was thinking differently. 'Who was she afraid of?'

At the far end of the room, Fuuko passed by Mikagami towards the kitchen. Kagero and Yanagi only confirmed what Recca and the others had said. Fuuko sighed for the nth time as she went out of the kitchen slowly. Ganko was showing Mikagami the already-new-dressed-Kondo. The teen merely nodded.

Pitty Ganko to expect she'd get a good reply from Mr. Iceman...

As if sensing her thoughts, both man and girl looked at her.

"Fuuko-neechan, what's wrong?"

"Nothing imotou, just tired."

Ganko smiled, showed her Kondo (the older girl smiled as a compliment) and walked away. Fuuko turned to Mikagami, who returned to his book. "Hey, Mi-chan."

A nod.

"Yeah right. Shouldn't expect something greater from you...anyway, you in favor of this trip?"

"What is it to you if am or not in favor of this trip?" Mikagami lazily answered, only stressing the last word.

"Mi-chan, I need someone to talk to, at least decently."

Mikagami watched the purple haired wind wielder through the edge of his book. Fuuko met his gaze and the ice blue eyes stared back with the what's-that-supposed-to-mean look.

"Hey, didn't mean to offend the Ice King, no sir! I only want to know if I have someone with me who isn't into this trip."

Silence...Fuuko wondered if she conveyed her meaning to her comrade. She was about to reply when…

"You got me," came the unexpected reply from Tokiya.

AN: Ok I now it's pretty short for a prologue but I don't believe I must use a very long one...but I like the title...what do you think…forgive the typos...flames and hate mails are always welcome.

Klondike- the basic solitaire