AmyNChan: Okay, just a oneshot about something going through my brain right now.
Mai: AmyChan doesn't own Ghost Hunt!
"Why don't you just ask him about it?"
It was a question Ayako had asked her a few weeks ago, and the answer that had been on the tip of her tongue lingered still. The 'him' in question was obvious, the question she was to pose him was slightly more difficult.
Mai had been in the midst of a pity-party. One of the types not to be taken literally and one that quite plainly meant that she just needed a good cry. Ayako had happened to be nearby when she had begun feeling down, and was thus exposed to all of Mai's laments. She heard how insecure she was about school, about how some times she missed her parents so much that she burst into spontaneous tears, about how she did not see her friends very often anymore and how she sometimes wondered if the even wanted to hang around her anymore. She even heard her lament about her one and only.
"Naru doesn't even like me at all. He doesn't care what I have to say, only that I make dang good tea. What if I break my hands and I can't make tea the same way ever again?"
Of course, Mai had known it was stupid once it had come out of her mouth. She was good at more than just tea. She actually did know how to do her job, thankyouverymuch! There were just times where she thought that other people could do it better and the only reason she was kept around was because of Naru's empathy on the fact that she was an orphan and that she made tea he kept demanding every half hour.
Yet that did not stop Ayako from attempting to dissolve the girl's fear herself. She had told the girl that of course Naru liked her, only that he was being too stubborn about it. Mai had shaken her head, remembering the way he had deflected her confession so easily. After seeing that the down girl would not be swayed easily, she asked the most obvious question.
Which led to Mai sitting here, weeks later, thinking about it. Those bouts of sadness did not happen very often, and it was pure coincidence that Ayako happened to be in the same ice cream shop as her when she went to get her fix, but this one seemed to be leaving a lasting mark. Why did she not ask Naru about it? Why did she not ask if they were friends, at least?
Perhaps she was just a coward. She would rather face the bouts of mini-depression and come out of them thinking that there was a chance that he could even consider her a friend than to hear from his lips that their relationship was strictly professional. She did not want to risk her heart in that way. To know for an absolute fact—rather than as a delusion of the downs—that he did not like her at all would be too much for her to handle.
Still, the thought was tempting. What if he said yes? What if he said they were friends? He would call her an idiot for not knowing, surely, but it would put the fears to rest. She could remember him telling her clearly that they were more than just boss and employee, if only on a level of friendship. Would that be worth it?
"Mai, tea," the boss called. Mai gulped. Coward it was, then. She could never ask.
AmyNChan: Before you tell me Mai never gets sad or something, I think there are times in every girl's life where they have the sudden sad swings. It happens, but you can end up saying more than you meant to while it happens. o_o
Mai: *zips the lip as she gives Naru his tea*
AmyNChan: Anyway, please read and review~! *^_^*