Chapter 3

Not Such a Normal Day

"Well, seeing that we got that out of the way," Momomi says as she stands up and turns towards the kitchen. "I think we should eat something."

"Yes. I require nourishment." Treize says as she turns her attention towards the window.

"Alright. I'll start cooking and when I'm done, I'll call for you." She says as she starts walking.

"Yes." Was her only reply as she turned her attention from the window, to only offer a pacing glance, then returned to watching the sky.

As Momomi started cooking, Treize started to turn her attention towards her. She couldn't stop staring at her. Momomi's actions in the kitchen, were like watching a ballet. She moved gracefully around as she cooked. As if she has been doing so for a long time. All her life even. So that's cooking. When she finally finished cooking, she came back with the food on a tray and sat next to her on the couch.

"So Treize, do you think you can eat on your own now?" Momomi asks with a smile. Recalling the first time she tried.

She thought about it. "No, my jaw is still a bit heavy. I don't think I will be able to chew my food."

Momomi lets out a slight sigh. Not out of frustration, but more so, out of the fact that Treize was helpless. "Fine. I'll feed you."

Again, she takes the food into her mouth and places it into Treize's. Her eyes suddenly widened. What is she doing? Treize's tongue was moving around in her mouth. Is she kissing me? It moved around slowly, going everywhere and anywhere. Momomi pulled back as she tried to catch her breath.

Panting. "So what was that all about?" Momomi asked, still out of breath.

"I was trying to get all the food." Treize said calmly. She showed no sign of embarrassment due to the fact that they just French kissed. "I thought it was necessary. There would have been food left in your mouth if I hadn't, and I thought that I was to receive the nourishment. I can not do that unless I get all the food."

Her reasoning made sense, but that didn't help Momomi any. She was still shocked at the fact that her first real kiss, was done with food in her mouth.

Still a bit flushed, Momomi tries to formulate a sentence. "Well, I guess you are right."

"So will you not feed me now?" Treize asked in a soft voice. Sounding almost like pleading.

"No, I'll keep feeding you. After all, you cant to it yourself. At least, not for a little while."

"Understood."

Momomi went back to feeding her the food. Her tongue didn't go back in her mouth again. When she finished, she took the tray back into the kitchen and came back to sit next to her.

"So do you think you can stand up?" Momomi asked with a concerned look.

Treize nodded her head, as she stood up slowly. Momomi's eyes widened in disbelief. She was hurt so bad three days ago, that she couldn't even sit up on the couch. Let alone, stand. Treize looked down at her widening green eyes, with her own blinding whites. "Is there a problem?" she asks with a slight hint of annoyance.

"No, not at all." Momomi stuttered.

"Alright then. So what do I need to be able to stand for?" Treize asked as she turned her entire body in her direction.

"I was wondering if you would like to take a shower." Momomi tried her best not to look into her eyes, but found herself being drawn towards them.

"Alright." Treize replies as she holds out her hand. "I don't know where the shower is."

Momomi breaks her trance and focuses on the hand that is in front of her.

"Oh yeah. I forgot you didn't know your way around here yet." She takes her hand, and begins walking down the hallway. "I'll show you around after the shower."

Treize nods her head and continues to follow her towards the bathroom. When they're in, Momomi starts the water.

"Now you might want to give…" her voice trailed off. She was going to tell her that it took a while for the water to heat up, but she had already jumped into the shower.

"Alright, now that I am here, what do I do?" Treize asked as she looked at Momomi's stunned face. "Is something the matter?"

"Huh? No, nothings wrong." She replied as she reached for a sponge. "You just have to lather up this sponge and go over your body with it."

Treize nodded, and Momomi left her to let her do her business. After about 12 minutes, Momomi heard the door open. Out came a drenched Treize. Her hair was drenched. It stuck to her wet body as if it were painted on. All the way down her back. The water beads slowly trickled down her back, to her waist, then her thighs, and finally, her legs, before pooling at the floor. As she walked into the room, Momomi couldn't help but stare.

Beautiful. "Umm… Treize, you are going to have to dry off." Momomi says, trying not to stare. I guess it is her natural color.

"Understood." Treize replied, while grabbing the towel she remembered her using on her multiple times.

When she finished drying off, Momomi went into her room to retrieve some clothes.

"You have to wear this." She says as she hands her the clothes.

"Understood." She says again.

After putting on the clothes, she joined Momomi in the living room to watch some TV. As Momomi was entranced by the happenings on the TV, Treize just stared at her.

"Excuse me, Miss Ayana. Can I ask you a question?" Surprised by the sudden formality, she turns her head. "Sure Treize. Go ahead."

"Why did you help me?" her voice lacking the usual cynical feel.

"Because," she sat up and placed a hand on hers. "I couldn't just let you lay there on the street. You never know what someone might do to you."

"Do to me?" she sounded puzzled.

"Yes. Anyone might want to take advantage of you, because you are so pretty. And they seem to only attach pretty women." Her hand started to tremble.

Sensing distress, Treize looks her in the eyes, "Are you alright?"

"Yes." She turns her head towards the clock. "It's getting late. We should go to bed. I have to go to school in the morning." She stands and begins walking towards her room. She stops at the entrance of the room and turns around to look over her shoulder. "You know, you can sleep in here too. I only had you out there, because I didn't want to further your injuries."

Treize just nodded her head, as she followed her into the room. They lie down and both slip off into their dreams. Suddenly, Momomi starts turning slightly. Her weight shifting from one side to the other.

"Come on. Why do you have to be so difficult?"

"But," sniff sniff

"Take it off. That's my girl. Now on your knees."

" I don't want to do this anymore."

"Too bad. Now on your knees you little bitch." slap "NOOOOO!!"

The silent night was broken by the screams of a woman in fear. Momomi sat up in bed with a face covered in bullets of cold sweat. Her entire section of the bed was drenched in it. Her heart still was racing. She tries to calm herself by holding a hand to her heart, but to no avail. Her body can't help but tremble like an autumn leaf in a gust of wind. She weeps softly to herself, as to not wake her new bedmate. Unbeknownst to her, she was already awake. The tossing and turning had forced her from a rather placid dream. Even though it was devoid of any objects, people, or anything for that matter. She wanted to know what the problem was, so she turned over in the bed and asked her.

"Momomi? What's wrong?" her voice never changing. Still as level as ever. Not even changing in tone or pitch. It sounded more like it was a rhetorical question.

"It's nothing." Momomi replies after wiping the tears from her eyes. "I just couldn't sleep that's all."

"You are lying." Her voice stated in a cold tone.

"No really. I just couldn't sleep" Momomi insisted, trying to keep her from asking anymore questions.

"Look into my eyes." Treize commanded.

"What for?" Momomi protested, trying not to.

"Because I can tell you if it's really nothing." She sat up in the bed and positioned herself in front of her friend.

As she looked into her white pearls, she could see her emerald gems looking back at her. Her heart began to race. Her eyes were a mirror into her own soul. She hated the color of her eyes.

Jade. Lime. Olive. These are different colors, but they all have the same origin. Green.

Emeralds. Gems. These things are beautiful. People want them for their beauty. And desire them for their value.

The color of the grass. The color of the chloroplast which convert sunlight into a food source to feed the plant.

Trees. Also their color. Trees provide even more much needed oxygen for the human race.

Eyes. My eyes. A constant reminder of my past. Of my hatred. Of myself.

"Momomi. You are currently thinking of your past." Treize stated, while breaking her line of thought.

"H-how did you know that?" she stuttered. Trying to understand how she was able to know that.

"Because, your eyes drifted slowly to the lower left corner and stayed there for quite some time."

She puts her hands to her face and cries. "Yes. I was. But… but can w we just t talk about it later?"

"Yes." Treize replies as she turns over to her side and quickly falls back to sleep.

Momomi dries her tears and lies down again. After a few minutes of wrestling with the notion, she fell back to sleep. In the morning, she got up, took her shower, brushed her teeth, and began making breakfast. Treize woke up with her, but decided that she wouldn't get in her way. Instead, she just sat back and watched her cook. When it was done, she sat down to eat.

"I'm sorry Treize, but I won't be able to feed you today. You're gonna have to try it on your own. I'm going to be late for school. Okay. See ya." And out the door she went.

Treize stood up and walked over towards the food on the counter and began to eat it with no problems.

Meanwhile, in the class room, Haru and Karen were standing around Momomi's desk.

"Where is she?" Karen asked with her hands across her chest. "She hasn't been to school in the last four days."

"I hope nothings happened to her." Haru added.

"Maybe she is up at a boyfriend's house." Karen said jokingly.

"Come on. You know that she wouldn't do anything like that. She's too clumsy for that." Haru replied with a smile.

"Yeah. I guess you're… Hey! Momo! Over here."

She ran over to her friends. Out of breath, she rested her hands on her knees. "Hey… you guys… what's going…. On?"

"Well, what have you been doing all this time? You have been out of school for four days."

"Yeah." Haru added.

She stuttered, trying to think of a good answer to their question. "Umm… I was sick." I hope they buy it.

"Quit lying."

Damn.

"Yeah, we know that you were with a boy the whole time." Karen says with a smirk.

"What?" Momomi says, almost screaming. Me, with a boy?

"Calm down Momo." Karen shushed, trying to keep the entire class from looking their way. "You don't have to be ashamed of it. It's okay if you have a boyfriend."

"But I don't." Momomi stated in protest. Trying not to blush.

"Yeah, well" Karen starts as the teacher starts walking in. "We'll find out eventually. I hope we can meet him."

"But I told you I don't." she just sighed in relief.

For the rest of the day she couldn't get her mind off her new roommate, Treize.

I hope she's alright. I wonder what she is doing now. Is she watching TV? I wonder if she ate the food I left this morning. I have to hurry up and get home. I have to make sure everything is alright. Although I must say, that I didn't expect her to be up and about this soon. It should have at least taken her another week or two. But a speedy recovery means she is in good health.

The bell rings, and the girls are off on their way home. Karen and Haru continue asking her about her boyfriend as they approach their turning points.

"See ya." Momomi yells as she starts to jog home.

"I wonder why she is running home." Haru asks aloud. Not to anyone in particular.

"Well," a slight grin runs over Karen's face. "How about we follow her?"

"Okay. She might be running home to get dinner ready for her boyfriend." Haru says jokingly, as she runs behind Karen.

When she finally reaches her house, she opens the door and starts to raise her voice slightly. It didn't sound like anger, but more like surprise.

"Hey, who do you think she is talking to in there?" Haru asked while peeking over Karen's shoulder.

"I don't know, but let's knock and ask ourselves."

They slowly approach the door, but stop just short of knocking.

"You know what, let's just wait till tomorrow. This way we can come with her and it won't seem like we followed her home like a bunch of perverts."

"Okay." Haru said somberly. "I really wanted to know today."

"You can wait just a little longer cant you?"