... It's been more than a year since chapter 1 of this series. I'm so sorry, and I've devoted more on drawing and playing online games (demnit Elsword). Hopefully this test-drive of writing (yeah I'll need practice again) would suffice for now. On to the story!
Note: Events are not related to the first fic. The setting takes place post-Lanox, and pre-Elysion.
Title: Spring Cleaning
Summary: Not everyone is game for a round of cleaning the El Search Party mansion - especially with several plights on the way.
Character info: Everyone's in their Imperial Class (Nb & EM)
One would've thought that with Scar no longer around, the famous El Search Party should have more time on their hands. True, members like Elesis and Chung are given enough days off to attend to their posts in Velder and Hamel. With less demonic activity present, friendly sparring matches between swordsmen like Elsword and Raven could take place. Holidays, such as the Harmony Festival, allowed most of the non-Ruben native members to return to their respective homes. In short, it was a time of peace that allowed week-long rest and relaxation for many of Elrios' heroes.
One such week just happened to start on a particularly wonderful spring day. The breeze was cool, yet the sun's rays tickled the smooth skin of a certain slumbering demon. The El Search Party mansion was quiet, as most had taken their vacation outside Ruben. The tranquility permeated, since majority of the members decided to spend their well-deserved breaks in their own ways.
Yet said peace seemed to break even faster than when Banthus stole the El.
"Let's commence cleaning, everyone!" And those words were enough to sour up the mood of the tiny demoness. The white-haired girl bit the inside of her cheek, clutching the ends of the pillow against her pointed ears. "Such a busybody…" she grumbled.
Regardless of any time of the year, Luciela was never the type for spring cleaning.
A soft knock was heard, causing another groan to escape the Noblesse's lips. "Why'd she even use the word 'everyone,' if it's just us two in the mansion?" she pondered, ignoring the slowly increasing intensity of the knocks. By the time she surmised that Aisha had forgotten that they were the only two who had opted to stay behind, icicles had lodged onto the wooden frame of her door.
"Are you trying to fake sleep?" without hesitation, the Elemental Master shoved the door open. Her purple eyes locked onto the curled up snowball on the bed – as Lu's hair and blanket covered her like one. "Can't you let the queen have her beauty sleep?" the noble half-pleaded, huddling under the sheets all the more. Aisha puffed a cheek, and strode to the lump of white. She then tentatively poked the mound. Wiggling against the mage's finger, Lu had hoped that by doing so, it would cause the younger girl to leave her alone.
Instead, it produced the opposite effect – a light blush formed on Aisha's cheeks, and a slight grin found itself on her lips. After several prods, and satisfied seeing this rare, adorable side of the demon, Aisha Landar realized that it was time to get to work. She gave one last warning to the ever uncooperative demon, "I'll burn those sheets if you don't come out in 5 seconds."
"Go ahead. Didn't know you were this impatient,"was the reply after she had mentally counted to five.
Of course, the Elemental Master was not the type to waste fine linen – especially since it was Lu's – by turning it into charcoal. She resorted to the rather clichéd method of yanking said sheets off. "I've always wanted to try doing this," she chuckled, grasping the nearest ends of the fabric. "Yet I guess, this'll be just as entertaining."
And with a snap, the cloth was flung across the room. "Entertained yet?"
A beat then passed, before a screaming Aisha bolted out of Luciela's quarters, the door slamming shut.
Lu chortled at her handiwork. Aisha could hear the treacherous laughter ring through the walls. "We're both girls, are we not?" Despite the door separating them, the Elemental Master could feel the Noblesse's signature smirk claw behind her. "H-How… Why d-do you even sleep in the nude?!" Aisha managed to splutter out. She just heard faint humming, and rustling of cloth. Her heart raced, hesitantly hoping that Lu was putting on something to wear. Images of those white tresses cascade down porcelain skin flashed through the purple mage's thoughts– causing her blush to madden all the more. Her eyes were so focused on the demon at that time; to the point she had (unintentionally) taken note of several regions that were normally just left to the imagination.
"I'm done changing, are you coming back in?" Lu hollered, her mood improved after seeing Aisha's plight.
"I-I don't believe you!" Aisha felt her voice hitch, so she continued, "What i-if Ciel were to see you?!" A scoff was heard behind the closed door. "Precisely the point. While he isn't around, I could wear whatever I want to." Technically, having nothing on shouldn't qualify as wearing something. The mage's blush intensified, her ever creative mind constructing scenarios of the demon queen sprawled on her bed, whilst flaunting those tantalizing assets.
"It's still risky! You shouldn't be so liberal that way." Aisha didn't like the idea of anyone else seeing the demon's body. But she stopped, doubling back at her words. "Agh, who am I to be thinking this way?" she pondered, realizing it wasn't any of her business – lest they were something more.
"Fine, fine. My apologies if it surprised you," was the unexpected response to her advice. Aisha leaned on the door's surface, a slight swell danced on her heart. Surprisingly, there was no twinge of sarcasm in the Noblesse's voice. She felt strangely elated. For once, it felt like Lu cared about her honest opinion.
"Aisha, are we cleaning, or what?" an annoyed tone rung through the other side. Alerting her back to her senses, the Elemental Master giggled lightly as she opened the door for Lu. "Yes, let's get some work don—"
A shriek pierced the mansion a second time. If anything was redder than Elsword's hair, it was Aisha's face.
"As I said, I dress the way I want to~"
"PUT ON YOUR DAMNED CLOTHES ALREADY!"
I'm sorry for the rather vague summary! I wrote this up past 1 AM and wanted to try my hand on a shorter way of describing and depicting scenes haha. I hope that did not ruin the quality of my writing. Thank you for reading this far and don't forget to R/R!
~BreadCrumble