Alisa's eyes bulged at that last statement. She couldn't move by hearing those words. She was completely frozen solid and her jaw dropped, being dumbfounded and confused. Alisa was still as a statue for a few seconds, but it felt more like an hour passed by.
Whaaaaaaaaat?! She screamed in her head. Alisa jerked her head away from Drake, avoiding his look, even though his eyes weren't open. D-d-d-d-d-Drake... he... just said... l-love, instead of like...
I love Alisa... Alisa's face became red, along with her ears turning the same color.
I love Alisa...
Her brain couldn't stop repeating those words in her head. Each time those words were repeated, her blush became more red and visible. What's with the sudden change in words?! Why would Drake say love instead of like?! Alisa still couldn't move; her face was hot, her head and heart was beating uncontrollably, her brain was trying to process the situation, but was an absolute train wreck. All she was able to do was sit still on Drake's bed, not thinking anything else, but of what just happened.
A sound of shuffling came by, and the bed shook a little, breaking Alisa's line of thought. She turned around to see Drake, but just then, she suddenly felt arms wrapping her body.
"Hello, my dear protegé. I see you were lost in thought by my little confession." Drake gave a smile of victory, as Alisa turned her head towards his.
"Geh! D-Drake! You-you were awake this whole time?!" Drake simply gave a wide smile at the flushed girl.
Alisa was so embarrassed and mortified, she felt as if she was about to faint. Her face gave an intense blush, and she shouted at Drake, "W-w-w-when were you awake?!"
"Ah. About 10 minutes ago. When I heard you came in, I ignored it at first, but when I heard your voice, I thought I'd play a little trick on you."
Alisa was utterly shocked and couldn't believe what she just heard. She began cursing at herself for not noticing, especially how he kept repeating her words. She then realized the situation they were both in. She looked down at her waist, and back to his face, while two thoughts crossed her head.
1. Drake was embracing her from behind
2. He had no shirt on
"Wha?!" Was all the protegé screamed.
"Hm? What's wrong?" Drake asked with a expressionless face.
"What do you mean, 'What's wrong?'! You're embracing me!"
"And?"
"And you're half-naked!"
"So?"
"What do you mean 'so?'!" Alisa tried to push Drake away from her, but he still kept holding onto her.
"Argh, cut it out, Alisa. The more you struggle, the more I'm going to pull you towards me."
"You let go Drake!"
"Don't want to."
Alisa couldn't stand the absolute embarrassment any longer. Him playing that trick on her was more than enough. Having him embrace her in this kind of situation, would make her pass out in mere seconds. Alisa kept on pushing him away, however he continued to hold onto her. After finally struggling for a few minutes, Alisa gave up, and allowed Drake to embrace her from behind. He eagerly nuzzled and rested his head on her shoulder.
"For someone who has a bad fever, you sure like to joke around." Alisa sighed in defeat. "Why are you half-naked anyways?"
"It's too hot. I wore a few layers of blankets, and I ended up getting hot. So I placed the blankets back in my dresser."
"If you have time to do that, you need to lie down and rest. You're like a child, always moving around." scolded Alisa.
Drake didn't respond.
Alisa turned to him, as he showed a pained, flushed expression. "See?" She pointed out. "Here, lie down."
"Don't want to." protested Drake.
"Lie down."
"Nope."
"Enough arguing Drake. Your fever is going to be worse if you don't rest." Alisa gently separated the embrace, and turned around. She then gently pushed Drake down to his bed. He resisted at first, but finally succumbed to Alisa's orders.
The sound of a door hissing reached their ears. But worst of all, the one who came in was somebody whom Alisa didn't want to see the most.
"Drake? Sorry if I'm bothering you, but I thought I'd visit and see how you're-"
A woman with medium-short black hair, with her usual green and black dress came into their view.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Whoops, looks like I'm interrupting something."
"Gah! S-s-s-Sakuya?! Wait, what did you just say?" Alisa looked back at Drake, who had his eyes closed, breathing heavily from his cold. She then looked back to Sakuya. "N-n-n-no! T-t-t-this isn't what it looks like!" Exclaimed Alisa, as she shook her head wildly.
"That's... quite a bold move Alisa. Getting Drake in his sleep." Said Sakuya, as she avoided Alisa's gaze, with slight pink hues on her cheeks.
"N-n-n-no, wait! Drake's awake! See?!" Alisa turned her attention back to Drake, as Sakuya followed her.
Drake gave a light snore in response.
"Don't fall asleep on me!" She cursed at him.
"I stand corrected. I'll... leave you two alone." Sakuya briskly left Drake's room, leaving Alisa appalled.
Alisa watched Sakuya take her leave, and as the door closed, she focused back to Drake. There, she saw him grinning mischievously. "Looks like she got the idea." he beamed.
Alisa instinctively punched Drake in the head.
MEANWHILE...
Sakuya stood in front of the elevator, feeling bashful as she was irked for seeing what she saw. I honestly didn't expect Alisa to pull that kind of move. I thought the plan didn't work because Drake's room was silent. But I was wrong.
Sakuya smiled to herself. I know Alisa wouldn't go that far. Knowing Drake, he probably gave that little misunderstanding on purpose just to tease her. I'll make sure this time not to bother them.
Author's note: Well, that was kind of expected. Sakuya, you're a real great friend to Alisa, and for that, I bow my head to you. There'll be another chapter coming soon, with even more ridiculous misunderstandings, so keep reading everybody. =D
