Geez. It's been seven bloody months since my last update. Told you I was evil. Thanks kenkao7rocks5forever! Hope I spelled your name right.
Anitsirhc, please don't give up hope.
Anyway, on with the story!
PS: don't hate me.
Disclaimer: Not owning Daa Daa Daa / UFO Baby and all that.
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Miyu stuffed the wrinkled red dress in the already bulging bag, paused, bit her lip, took it out (again), threw it over her shoulder, then stood with her hands on her slim hips, surveying the uncharacteristic chaos of her room with barely concealed irritation.
I'm going to Montclaire…
Miyu screwed her eyes shut.
"Argh!" she exclaimed in frustrated ire. Blindly catching hold of an article of clothing, Miyu threw it with all her might, hoping the physical effort would somewhat relax her. The cloth flew. The door opened.
The next few moments could safely be classified as unforgettable and excruciatingly embarrassing for both parties. For Miyu stood there, surrounded by mountains of clothes, her face unflatteringly resembling a tomato, gaping at Kanata who now sported a lacy red bra on his head, one strap of which hung lazily over a wide brown eye.
Miyu moved as she never moved before. She snatched at the lacy material with an panicked shriek. It wouldn't budge.
Oh, horror of horrors. One strap was around Kanata's neck!
Kanata was just as panicked. With him tugging it down and Miyu pulling it away, both of them emitting shrill shrieks and flustered commands, Kanata's face was soon purple from lack of oxygen.
"STOP!"
Kanata's shout brought them to a standstill. He stood stiffly, his hands clenched, breathing heavily through his nose.
"Miyu," he said softly, awkwardly. "Take the b-bra," he stuttered, his face flaming, "from my head."
Miyu nodded, then paused. For her to do that, she would have to put her arms around him.
Damnit.
"Miyu."
She didn't want to get that close to him.
"Miyu?"
Did she?
"Miyu!"
"What?" she exclaimed with a small jump.
Kanata gave her a look that suggested he would like to wring her neck at that very moment and was expending a great deal of admirable effort not to do so.
Sucking in a fortifying breath, Miyu stood on tiptoe – why was he so tall? – and grasped the straps on his neck, her hands quivering lightly.
She raised her arms up, swaying slightly. Finally, the offending garment was off. Miyu sighed in relief. She looked up.
Kanata was looking at her with an intensity that made the hairs on her nape stand on end. Her pupils dilating, Miyu realized how close they were. With a gulp, she took a faltering step back.
Kanata stepped forward and grasped her arm to steady her. And kept on holding her even when she was balanced.
"Miyu– "
"I'm going to Montclaire. I'm going with Andre." she said in a rush.
Silence.
Deafening silence.
Miyu fidgeted. Warily, she peeked up at Kanata.
His face was composed.
"When?" he asked.
Huh? Miyu thought wildly.
Gathering her thoughts, she said, "Uhmm, the day after tomorrow – I think."
"Right." Kanata said with a thoughtful look.
"Ka – "
"Good luck then."
With that, he walked out of the room, firmly closing the door behind him.
Miyu stupidly gaped at the closed door with wide eyes, her mouth open. After a few moments, or perhaps an eternity, her lips compressed, and she went back to packing.
The teardrops on her clothes would eventually dry.
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"Hey, Kanata, shouldn't you be packing? We don't have much time to get ready, you know. Still, it is pretty amazing, huh? Going to another country with a Crown Prince! Talk about getting royal treatment! Ruu is giddy with excitement; I'll have trouble getting him to go to bed tonight! Are you going to bring your – "
"I'm not going."
Wannya looked up with surprise at Kanata who was lounging contentedly in the living room, engrossed in another comic book.
"What do you mean you're not going? You're not coming with us?" Wannya asked, confused.
"Yup."
Wannya thought for a moment. Ruu chose that moment to fly into the living room, landing next to his Earth father. Kanata smiled at him. "Take care of Miyu, okay Ruu?"
Ruu looked confused, but nodded anyway.
"Good." Kanata praised warmly. "I'm taking a bath." He said, standing up and stretching before exiting the room.
Ruu flew to Wannya, his face puckered in a frown. The pet-sitter passed a soft paw over the baby's forehead. "I know. Earth people are confusing, aren't they?"
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Finally, the day had arrived.
A limousine waited at the foot of Saionji Temple, flanked by hulking guards. Wannya (in his man-transformation, of course) was there, making sure the bags were properly taken care of.
"Where's Ruu?" Miyu asked Wannya.
"He must still be in the house, with Kanata."
With Kanata. Huh.
"Could you get him?" Miyu asked airily.
"Wait, how did that get there?" Wannya exclaimed, holding up a copper pan. "Oh, Miyu, could you get him yourself? I would, but…" Wannya gestured helplessly with the pot.
"Right." Miyu said resignedly. Leaving Wannya loudly double checking their things, Miyu trudged up to the Temple.
She entered the kitchen at the same time Kanata entered through the other door, holding a laughing Ruu.
They looked at each other. Miyu was the first to look away.
"I'll be taking Ruu now." she said in a quiet voice.
Ruu flew into her arms. She hesitated for a moment, then turned to leave.
Ask me to stay…
"Miyu – "
Miyu turned around with wide eyes. Kanata opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again.
"Yes?" she asked hesitantly.
"I –" Kanata started to say.
"Yes?" she asked again in a hopeful tone.
"I – I just wanted to make sure you didn't forget your toothbrush."
Miyu's shoulder slumped. Then straighten haughtily.
"I have my toothbrush with me."
"Good." Kanata said with a regal air. He turned to go.
"What is the problem with you, you–sybarite?!" Miyu exclaimed. Ruu gave a startled cry.
As Kanata stiffly turned to face her, Miyu rocked Ruu. She was sorry for scaring Ruu, but not for calling Kanata's attention.
"Stop saying big words that you can't understand, silly girl." Kanata admonished.
"Well! And I suppose you're so smart!" Miyu blustered.
"I bet you don't even know how to spell 'sybarite!" he countered.
Miyu opened her mouth, then closed it, her lips tightening in a mixture of anger and shame. She honestly didn't. Touche', Kanata. She turned to go.
"Don't let the door hit you on your way out!" Kanata jeered at her back.
She stiffened, then walked out with her head held high, slamming the door soundly behind her.
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Sorry for the typos or anything else.
I'm saying it right now. I won't be able to update for about 3 months. Finals are coming up, then blessed vacation, enrollment and stuff. Can you believe I'll be in third year next semester? I started this fic in first year and I still haven't finished it.
Anyway, keep on sending those reviews folks! Keep this writer happy!!!