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Chapter Twelve: Summer Days
For talkstoangels77
"Theo."
Nothing.
"Theo say something. Answer me. What happened to you? Where have you gone?"
Nothing. She said nothing. Only silence.
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Theo took solace in the kitchen after she gave everyone more pancakes, feeling somewhat confused by Xion's sudden outburst. She couldn't help but think that she was the cause of it for some reason. She couldn't think of any reason why it should have been caused by anyone else. Everyone had told her that Xion was more of a mellow person who very rarely got angry. She put another blob of butter into the frying pan and waited a few more moments to put some more pancake mix into the pan. She hoped cooking would calm her thoughts a little. She always found cooking therapeutic in a way. Her father was the cook in the house, her mother never had enough time but Theo would always come into the kitchen and over the years had learnt a thing or two about the trade. Unfortunately, there wasn't a lesson in trying to figure out if food could be used as a peace treaty between two parties. She was considering taking the next batch to some people upstairs, then again she imagined that there would probably be more people in the living room next time she went in there.
She hoped Namine would be back from her walk or whatever otherwise she would miss the pancakes, or be obligated to go on until she came back. She was her cousin after all and she knew it was her idea to invite her her. Not to say that Larxene wasn't the generous type, she just knew that the first thought that wouldn't pop up in her head in response to what she had recently been through was to invite her to the summer house to introduce her to a house of strangers as a way to make her feel better. For all Namine knew it could have been a complete disaster. Then she would use up all the supplies they had and then she would have to get some more. That would be a barrel of fun, unless she could get the courage to get someone to go out and buy some for her since she knew that sooner or later she was going to run out of some fast. The whole situation threw her mind into a frenzy. She took in a deep breath and poured a moderate amount of the mix into the frying pan and continued with the task at hand. She looked down and sighed, trying to take her mind off that. Although a split second later she began to wonder again what it was that was bothering Xion. She was sure that it was something that Axel, considering that was who is was being aimed at. She had to admit, as much as she loved him, even though she hardly knew him, she could see how he could get to people sometimes.
He usually said things which aggravated people but not that much. Not from what she could see anyway and most of this was hearsay from other people in the house who knew him better than she did. Well, things he said to her never aggravated her but then again she kind of liked Axel's care-free personality. Then again she had only known him for a day, when she would get to know him she would probably be able to understand the whole situation. Still, the whole thing puzzled her as well as troubled her. Xion seemed like such a calm, relaxed person who was sure of herself. So sure of herself that she wouldn't need to have such outbursts. She was the sort of person who could either accept something or take things which a pinch of salt. Not someone who would take things so seriously. She was hoping that it wasn't something which was going to make the summer any harder for everyone to enjoy. There was nothing worse than teen angst to ruin a holiday, or to make it a cliché anyway. However the truth of it all was that she was worried if Xion was alright.
She groaned and banged her head on the side. This was something which annoyed her more. Much, much, much, much more. Why had she suddenly become so attracted to a girl she barely knew overnight? Let alone on first sight. She couldn't think of anything more irrational or more illogical for her to do. Or for anyone to do in general. It was something that never came from a rational thought wave. If anyone did anything like that it was always something that was based on sex for the most part of the relationship and if this came to anything it would be a summer affair. No matter how close the universities were to each other. So if anything bad did happen between them it would make things all the more awkward. Not to mention that she was friends with her cousin as well. She went back to that image and smiled at the relaxed posture of the dark haired girl. Her eyes sparkling in the sun. She let out another groan again and threw her head against the door. She didn't know how she got herself into this mess. She knew if her parents were here she would be able to hear from the voice of reason opposed to the slim chance of that happening in the house of madness and arson. She stepped back in pain hoping that no one on the other side of the door heard her. She rubbed her head and pulled a face to herself. She called out that she had dropped something. Nothing to worry about.
She always thought it was such a cliché, except for her first experience with a woman, whose name she didn't even know. All she referred her to was the-girl-from-across-the-street-who-was-only-staying-for-the-fall. If you thought about it those were the things that only happened in films, trashy novels or fan fiction (A/N:*cough-cough*) Other than that, she never really had those feelings where you were so happy you felt like you wanted to fly or felt like your heart had been set on fire. She could remember the girl who helped her more or less realise that she was gay. But she never made her feel like this. She knew she was just a stepping stone. Her fairy godmother. She scratched the back of her neck thoughtfully. She had never had this conversation with her mother (then again atypical conversations between mother and daughter about romance usually contained the mention of a boy, so would become quite uncomfortable when the gender of the persons were a girl) and the idea of having the conversation about women with her Dad was just weird, not to mention icky. She didn't want to imagine what sort of stories he would start recollecting about his romance with her mother.
"Hey." Said a voice from the door. She spun round to find Xion peered through the door with a concerned expression on her face.
"You alright in here?" She asked hesitantly. Theo nodded wordlessly, staring at the beautiful, dark but messy haired girl. But she loved her messy hair.
Youloveher, youloveher, youloveher. The little voice in her head chanted.
Shutup, shutup, shutup, shutup. She replied.
"We heard a crash." Xion replied. Theo laughed and waved her hand carelessly, blushing.
"I told you I dropped something."
Xion held onto the door hand now, hand on hip and narrowed her eyes at Theo. "Uh-huh. Yeah I think I'm going to have to assignment myself as your helper if you're going to be stubborn."
"But-"
"No but's I'm helping. Everyone else in there is being lazy and terribly rude for not coming in here and helping you make these pancakes. Especially since they're so delicious they could at least come in here and say thank you." She grumbled as she put an apron on.
Theo stared at her for the whole duration of the speech, still blushing. She didn't expect that. She knew for a fact now that she had been not only acting but thinking like an idiot. Someone who hated you didn't come in an deliver a speech/thank you like that. In fact, was blushing more than before when she first came or on other occasion they had been in the same room together. She couldn't believe someone was standing up for her even she she didn't feel she needed someone to. Even at a moment when she didn't someone to stand up for her. She liked to think in those last few weeks of high school when she had no one to lean on and had to go one by herself had hardened her a little. It was almost laughable. She also couldn't believe she was being in such a bad mood and really with her being in the middle of it was something that shocked her as well. She didn't seem to be the sort of person who did this very often. She tilted her head and could see that Xion was having trouble with doing this. Was there something else that was on her mind? Was there another reason why she was saying this to her? It more ways than less she was a bit like a feminized version of Axel. There had to be something stirring her up. First shouting at Axel, now this. There was definitely something weird going on.
She peered at her meekly as she stirred the pancake mix, with Xion on frying pan duty. She observed her facial features which seemed stressed and frustrated. She looked like she wanted to set the frying pan aflame with her eyes. Her posture was strained and stiff. She was distracted, it was something that had recently, at least since she had arrived. That was it. It was Theo. Her blood suddenly went cold, what was it that she had done? Was it something else? Was she just jumping to conclusions? She couldn't help but feel a little bit vain to presume that it had something to do with her. She couldn't think of anything that she could've done which would make her mad at her. Maybe something that happened at the party? That would be something that she wouldn't be able to remember and most likely when it would've happened. She stopped mixing and placed the bowl down. She laid her hands on the side and put her head down. Take a moment. Breathe in. Breathe out. Nope. That didn't help. She wanted to groan but of course there was Xion standing right next to her and she didn't want to her bother her any further. Just her luck a girl she likes and she hates her. Even after a few hours of knowing her.
Xion glanced at Theo for a moment and saw her. She stopped paying attention to the frying pan and reached out to Theo.
"Theo?"
Theo gasped out of surprise. Xion looked concerned, Theo looked distressed. Xion spoke again.
"Theo what's wrong?"
Theo struggled to let the words out but all her lips could do was quiver. "I'm sorry." She burst out.
"I'm sorry I annoyed you or offended you in some way. I didn't mean to especially if it was something I did last night. I really, really am sorry!"
