Chapter Two: The Joy of Pairings
AN:This might seem to be a bit rushed because I decided it would be a good idea to update before I no longer have internet access for awhile. =_= Much thanks to those who reviewed my last chapter!
Warning: OOC Elliot(?)
Disclaimer: I do not own Pandora Hearts.
It seemed to Elliot, ever since that disturbing day(which was actually two days ago), he was under some kind of fucking curse. Ignore the fact that he sounded like some kind of bitchy teenage girl moaning over her life, he actually had some very good reasons for thinking so.
Reason One: Engaging in any activity with Leo now was extremely awkward to say the least. He could not even look in the general direction of Leo's face without feeling his face heat up. If he had to talk to the noirette, he usually focused at whatever was behind the noirette's shoulder and mumbled/stuttered his way through.
Reason Two: He had the distinct feeling that he was now being stalked all the time. For goodness sake, he had only read one –Elliot shuddered at the thought- of those fanfics. Who knew how many more of those fanfics were out there that had been written by people with perverted minds? Hell, they probably even watched him and Leo when they were both sleeping.
Reason Three: Ever since Elliot had gotten back to his room, he had been bombarded by questions from Leo, which he half-heartedly fended off and then finally had escaped by saying he was tired and wanted to go to bed. Unfortunately, Leo refused to let whatever was disturbing the noble go, and Elliot was sure that the noirette was constantly watching him like a hawk underneath his thick glasses. Whenever Elliot pointed this out to him (albeit mumbling), Leo just said that he was reading a book. Sheesh, what was Leo, his mother?
Reason Four: He could now not read Holy Knight without being reminded of you-know-what. That was practically a blasphemy, stopping him from reading Holy Knight.
But all that practically paled in the face of the largest reason. He could more or less deal with the rest (sort of) but what was worst of all, he was pretty sure under everything else, under all the shock and embarrassment, he had…sort of… maybe...just a little bit… liked reading the fanfic. Liked. Reading. It. Groaning, Elliot pressed his face into the bed, wondering whether he should just take the easy way out and suffocate himself. Damnit, he was not gay! Not gay at all, and especially not for his own damned servant. If Elliot did not know any better, he would have sworn someone was sadistically enjoying his misery.
"Elliot, are you done daydreaming?" Jerking back to reality, Elliot looked up to see Leo standing beside him with a neutral expression on the noirette's face. "What do you want Leo?" Elliot asked warily, scanning the noirette's face for some kind of clue. Don't think about anything at all.
"It talks," came the dry response, earning a scowl from Elliot and causing him to repeat his last question. "I was thinking that we ought to go over the project since we have to hand it in next week."
Oh shit. "…How should I put this? No way. No way in hell."
"And why not?" Casting around for a reason, Elliot could come up with nothing more original than "I just don't feel like doing it now."
This turned out to be the wrong thing to say, as Leo twitched, not bothering to disguise his annoyance at the noble and the increasing desire to punch the noble in the face. "You've been acting strangely since ever since you used your laptop," Leo said slowly, alert for any kind of reaction from the noble. Score. Elliot's slate blue eyes widened, and his mouth opened for a second before shutting it with a snap.
"Wh-what makes you think there is something wrong with me?"
Leo frowned, apparently thinking about the noble's question. "Hmm, let me see. You've been barely talking to me of late-wait scratch that, you haven't been arguing with me lately, you stutter and turn red most uncharacteristically when you have no choice to talk to me," Leo said, ticking off his fingers as he went, ignoring the glowers he was receiving from Elliot. "You have not touched any volumes of Holy Knight since three days ago when you normally can't shut up about the glory of Edwin's victories and how badly Edgar does in comparison, you keep looking over your shoulder as though somebody is constantly watching you and you seem to be distracted most of the time." Leo paused, trying to judge the noble's reaction. Elliot's face, which he could normally read like a book, remained stony.
"There's nothing wrong with me!"
Ah. Now,that sounded more like his master, Elliot Nightray. "If there's nothing wrong with you, quit acting like a spoiled brat and do the project on the laptop with me."
"That thing is evil." Elliot dead-panned, warily watching the laptop as though it was a bomb about to go off.
"Now you're just acting ridiculous." Leo said, rolling his eyes at the noble's immatureness. Seeing that the noble was still unconvinced he added rather pointedly, "Do you want to fail the class? It counts for seventy-five percent you know. And it would be such a disgrace for the Nightray Family's honour to have one of their heirs fail something even if it's just a school class and even though I'm sure your family can hush it up, your father would not be happy."
Geez, did Leo have to sound as though he had committed murder or something drastic like that? It's only a stupid project. …But he might have a point. After all he was a Nightray, and Nightrays weren't afraid of anything, including…what's the right way to describe it… disturbing words.
"…Fine then. But I'm not going anywhere near Mozilla Firefox or Google." With that, Elliot reached for the laptop, reluctantly surrendering himself to his fate. Leo nodded happily, sitting next to Elliot on the bed, going back to the helpful servant pose. The noirette could not help a smirk creep onto his face though. There's something wrong with Elliot. And I'm going to find out what it is.
It was late in the evening by the time they had finished. Leo had gone to the library, saying he wanted to borrow some more books, to add to the never ending pile on his bed. Elliot had seen no point in going with him since he could not borrow Holy Knight. He was now spending his time glancing at the laptop that was sitting innocently on his desk. …It couldn't hurt to take another look right? Just one quick look and I'll never go back to that site again.
Feeling oddly relieved/ashamed at his decision, Elliot switched the laptop, drumming his fingers impatiently against the desk as he waited for it to load, clicking on Mozilla Firefox and then typing Holy Knight and googling it. Sure enough, the link was still there. Ignoring the part of his brain that was questioning his sanity(and sexuality at this point), he clicked on it, feeling nervousness coil like a snake in the pit of his stomach.
I can't believe you're sinking this low. The part of his brain that still had his common sense piped up. What have I got to lose? (It's not weird to argue with yourself, it's only weird if you lose.) Your honour, your dignity, your pride and not to mention the fact that Leo will either laugh himself into a coma if he finds out or he will make your life as painful as he can imagine. Oh yeah? Well, you can bloody well stuff it-
The page had loaded.
Sure enough, it was still there.
It was still as detailed as he remembered.
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-"
-Five minutes later-
With his head repeatedly slamming against the wooden desk, Elliot wondered what was wrong with him. I can't let Leo see this anyway…
Opening his eyes, Elliot avoided looking at the center of the screen and was about to close the tab when he saw the bottom part of the screen had the word, 'Reviews'. What the-people actually encourage other people to write this-this-
Clicking on the hyperlink, he almost bit his tongue off from shock when he saw the reviews: Great detail and very nosebleed worthy~ The smut was great and was not rushed and Elliot and Leo were in character. Great work for a PWP. Please keep up the good work! ...This-THIS-
And then he saw something that chilled his blood.
Poll: What is your favourite PH Pairing? Note: It goes from Seme to Uke.
Thirty-four votes for OzxAlice
Twenty-eight votes for OzxGilbert/GilbertxOz
Twenty-two votes for ElliotxLeo
Eighteen votes for BreakxReim
Fourteen votes for BreakxSharon
Twelve votes for GlenxJack
Nine votes for VincentxGilbert
And so on.
'Mindfucked' (in more ways than one) would describe Elliot Nightray's current state of mind perfectly.
THE XERXES BREAKXREIM LUNETTES?
HIS OLDER BROTHERXTHAT SHORTY OZ VESSALIUS?
VINCENTXGILBERT-ISN'T THAT INCEST SINCE THEY'RE BROTHERS?
I…I'm not going to ever be able to look them in the eye in future…
Elliot scrolled down.
And the comments. Oh dear god, the comments.
OzxAlice is my favourite of them all-and it's practically canon!
BreakxSharon is so fluffly :D
ElliotxLeo is such an awesome master and servant relationship~
BreakxReim is so hot, there should be more fics of them.
I love EllyLeo ::3
Do I even dare to know what does 'Seme' and 'Uke' mean...I'll get away from this page and google it.
Elliot went to bed that night in a thoughtful (if quite disturbing) state of mind.