I'm not supposed to be on my laptop because of my grades but I REALLLLLY wanted to update! (It's been 2 weeks *sweat drop* I think that's the longest I've gone without updating) Plus, the universe is telling me to. My friend showed me a Sebby video (she doesn't even like Black Butler) called OMG KITTY, I found my Sebastian notebook that's been missing for two weeks sitting by my laptop, and my mom decided she wanted me to have a 'unique' dinner and bought me curry. If those aren't signs from the universe to update this story, then I don't know what is.
ATTENTION TO EVERYONE THAT WANTS MORE SAMXSEB!
Yes, I reeeaaallly want to write a whole chunk about them, and I will WHEN THE SOMA/AGNI ARC IS OVER! (Which is this chapter!) I'm sorry things haven't been too, you know, 'romantic' between them, but it's really hard to fit quality time between two characters into the plot when there's, you know, a huge part of the plot going on XD Patience my lovelies. Starting with the next update, it'll be almost all fluff (with a small side-plot of course) for a good three to five chapters!
Enjoy!
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"Th-That's curry?" The second judge exclaimed, looking almost terrified.
Sitting on the plate was three, plain, buns.
Sam face palmed and groaned. It was obvious that the judges looked at the physical appeal of the curry as a huge part of their overall opinion. Appearance was a huge part of the contest. Sebastian himself was obsessed with making everything look perfect and amazing. So why the Hell would he make something that looks so… Sam paused, unable to think of a word that could do the blobs of dough justice.
Ciel's furious gaze revealed that he was thinking similar thoughts.
"Just what are you playing at, sir?" The second judge yelled, standing up to slam his fists down on the table top. Sebastian ignored the man and calmly walked over to a large pot full of boiling grease. He carefully placed the lumps of dough into the bubbling liquid and they slowly began to turn a golden brown. The judges blanched.
"H-He's frying it?"
Bard, Finni, Mey-Rin, and Sam all began to yell up to the butler.
"Wah?"
"What're you doing?"
"We aren't making donuts 'ere!"
Ciel stared up at the demon, face eerily blank and eyes questioning.
"They're all ready now," Sebastian smiled, removing the buns from the grease with long, metal, prongs. He held the dishes out for the judges to take. "This is Funtum Company curry."
"I don't see any curry," the grey-haired judge scoffed. The Viscount, however, gasped loudly. He looked at his plate, face contorted in absolute shock.
"Hold on a moment. Look at it…" He carefully cut into the bread, the golden brown outer-layer crunching as the knife pierced it.
"What's that…?"
"…Curry on the inside!" Viscount Druitt exclaimed.
Agni and West gasped.
"What?"
"The Funtum Company presents our special brand of curry," Sebastian grinned. "Behold… the Curry Bun!"
Loud gasps and other various sounds of astonishment were emitted from the crowd.
"A-A Curry Bun…?"
"What on Earth…?"
The second Judge was the first to try Sebastian's 'curry.' He cautiously lifted a small piece to his mouth and swallowed. Instantly, his eyes widened and seemed to light with absolute joy.
"Great Scott… This is wonderful!" He exclaimed. "The bread covering the curry is crunchy-yet-fluffy, giving the dish incredible gradations and texture!"
The first judge nodded enthusiastically in agreement.
"What's even more amazing is the structure which traps in all the flavors of the curry! Cut it open and it's all there!"
The Viscount took a bite of his own portion and swooned.
"You are the lovely young maiden I met at the soirée! By day, you appear to be but a twittering robin; but then night falls and I see your beautiful face, you're true face! I want you badly!" He brought his arms around himself in an awkward hug. "I want to embrace you, my love!"
The crowd 'aawed' and West grit his teeth. Sam looked at Ciel as he blanched in horror. She was about to ask him why he looked so disturbed when the memory of Sebastian and the many dresses popped into her mind.
"Oh. My. God."
Ciel looked up at the strawberry-blonde as she stared down at him in utter shock.
"Druitt… He's talking about-"
Ciel's visible eye widened and he stomped on her foot. Sam yelped and Ciel sent her a scathing glare.
"Quiet!"
She continued to stare at the earl with wide eyes.
"But, you-"
"Not. Another. Word." Ciel hissed, shuddering at the unpleasant memories of the Viscount's slimy touch. He forced himself to look back up at the stage.
"More high praise!" The emcee shouted. "Everyone, I think we really do have an amazing contest here!"
Agni turned to Sebastian.
"Sebastian, tell me. Are you a…"
The black-clad butler simply smirked at him. Agni's silvery eyes narrowed and he silently glared at the demon.
The emcee cleared his throat and turned to face the crowd.
"The judges will now need a little bit of time for deliberation!" He boomed, arms waving wildly in the air around him. "In the mean time, feel free to try any curry you'd like!"
Almost immediately after the words had left his mouth, the crowd gathered around the numerous tables on which the various assortments of curry had been laid out.
Sam stood next to Mey-Rin as the two stared down at the numerous curries. The strawberry-blonde and the clumsy maid were in a heated debate.
"Well I think we should eat Agni's curry first!"
"No! We have to eat number four, yes! That's the one Mister Sebastian made!"
"But I can't give that arrogant creep the satisfaction that I like his curry more than the others!"
"Don't call Mister Sebastian an arrogant creep! It's not polite or kind in the least, yes!"
"But it's true!"
"It is not, no!"
Ciel scowled at the two and rolled his eyes. Really, why do they have to act so childish? It's just curry. He continued to watch them argue over which curry to choose and sighed. It's so stupid. Why can't they each just eat whichever one they want? Why do they have to pick the same one? Females.
His gaze moved around the crowd and he felt his scowl deepen. Speaking of childish and stupid, where's Prince Soma? He shook his head and disappeared into the crowd to find the ever infuriating prince.
Bard and Finni walked over to the two arguing females with a large sigh and placed a curry bun in each of their hands. Sam was about to retort when Bard scent her an evil glare.
"Are ya' really gonna' support West's curry over ours?"
She frowned and let out a long, depleted, sigh.
"No…"
"Then shut up and enjoy the damn food."
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West let a small bought of laughter escape from his lips.
"I'm certain that we'll win. Our curry is the most popular."
Agni sent the cocky man a slant eyed look.
"It isn't certain yet. Sebastian was very inventive…"
West scoffed, glancing around the crowd. Numerous people held a Funtum curry bun in their hands. A sweet voice filled Agni and West's ears and the two turned in shock to look at the woman standing behind them.
"I'm sure there's no need to worry. Right, my darling?" Mina smiled, eyes filled with mirth. Agni gaped.
"Mina! What are you doing here? What if his Highness should see you-"
"He already has," she sighed, nonchalant.
"He's seen you? Did you…?" Mina didn't reply. She only smirked and reached up to wrap her arms around her husband's neck.
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Soma stood morosely in front of a large statue of Kali. His eyes warmed with the familiar feeling of tears.
"Agni…" The prince dipped his head in sorrow. "You knew about Mina, so you tried to keep me from seeing her again."
"What're you doing?"
"Hmm?" Soma looked over his shoulder to see the young Earl Phantomhive scowling at him.
"You are aware your butler is competing up there, right? Are you not going to support him?" Ciel asked, visible eye silently reprimanding the Prince.
"I know, but I have been thinking. I have been so ignorant. I never even tried to understand how Mina always felt, how Agni must still feel."
Ciel scoffed.
"If you can see that much, then what are you doing standing here?" He turned to leave and paused, peering over his shoulder to glare at Soma. "Agni has fought for you. How many times has it been now? Butler or not, you owe him for that."
"Ciel…"
The young earl left without another word.
Soma was about to follow him when a familiar blonde gardener called his name. Mey-Rin, Sam, and Bard were following him.
"Hey, your Highness!" Finni grinned, waving wildly.
"The tasting's started, yes it has!"
"You should really hurry or else you're gonna' miss it!" Bard exclaimed.
"Yeah! And the all the curries are really good too! Well… I've only tried Sebastian's, but they all look really good," Sam laughed, offering Soma a curry bun. The Prince took the pastry hesitantly.
"Try it!" Mey-Rin prompted. "Mister Sebastian's a wonderful chef, yes he his!"
Soma took a small bite and his eyes widened.
"It's so good… Ciel's butler is an amazing chef indeed. These buns are spectacular!" He smiled, taking another bite.
"That's why you've got to go back! There's still so much food to eat!" Sam proclaimed with a grin, thrusting her fist into the air. Soma's smile instantly faded and his eyes filled with sorrow.
"I will come in a moment, I just wish to have a quiet place to think for a few more minutes," he sighed.
"Okay then," Sam smiled, turning to take her leave. "I'm going to get more curry before it's all gone!"
"We'll stay with Prince Soma, yes!" Mey-Rin exclaimed, receiving matching thumbs up from her two male coworkers.
"Be there in a minute!" Finni called after the retreating strawberry-blonde.
"Okay! But I can't promise to save you guys any curry buns!"
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"How could you do that to him?" Agni demanded, bloody tears streaming down his cheeks. "The Prince cared so much for you, and you seemed to care for him as well..."
Mina disentangled her arms from around West's neck and walked over to Agni. She bent down so she could glare directly into his silver eyes.
"A man like you could never understand! A Brahmin who left his privileged place in the caste system to become the servant of some little brat-"
"Then why did I do this?" Agni hissed out through clenched teeth. "… and what does it mean…?" His voice cracked and his head bowed as he sobbed.
"How should I know?" Mina snorted, turning on her heels and storming into the crowd.
I have to do this, she thought somberly. How else will I do anything in the world? They used me, now I will use them. Mina paused at one of the tables on which curry samples had been spread out. She would have passed by without a second thought, but one of the curries caught her eye.
Entry Two.
She had consumed many varieties of curry in her lifetime, but for some reason, this one attracted the Indian woman. Maybe it was the strange spice, she could smell it from where she stood. Mina took the plate and dipped a spoon into its contents. She swallowed the curry and her dark eyes widened.
Mina shuddered violently, pupils dilating.
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"You're the Funtum Chef, Sebastian?" The queen's white haired butler smiled. Sebastian angled his head slightly in answer. "The Queen desires a curry bun. Would you be so kind as to bring one here?"
Sebastian smirked, and nodded.
The crowd gasped as the black-clad chef handed the Queen's butler one of the pastries.
"Here you are… your majesty."
The Queen's attendant took the curry bun and gently handed it to her. Queen Victoria pulled off one of her black gloves to pick up the bun. Carefully, she lifted her veil the slightest amount and bit into the curry bun. Everyone stared on in silence. She turned to her butler and he paused, listening to her speak.
Slowly, the white-clad servant stood with a friendly smile.
"The Queen says: You have created something a child could eat without the use of a knife or a fork. In doing so, you have reinforced a necessary equality between our nation's children and its adults. For that, I thank you. Well, done. You have contributed to our great country, sir." He bowed his head. "Her Majesty is truly appreciative."
"Don't make me laugh!"
Everyone's gaze instantly fell on Mina. She was hunched over one of the curry display tables, body emitting a deep, dark purple and black, light.
"How you flatter yourselves! Equality? The future? Easy prospects for the Queen of a rich country to speculate on!" Mina screeched, eyes glowing a feral red. "But what do you even know?"
The Indian woman brought her arm down, shattering plates and bowls. West rushed forward, wrapping his arms around her in restraint.
"Mina! What are you doing? You're in front of her Majesty!" he hissed. Mina ignored his words, choosing instead to elbow her husband solidly in the ribs.
"Out of my way!"
West flew back into the sparse 'forest' of indoor trees. The numerous police present blanched and rushed forward, bellowing orders to restrain her.
"Oh, shut up!" Mina hissed, throwing the first man to the ground. "You don't know curry!" Another man went down.
The Viscount stared at the scene with dreamy eyes.
"Her legs move with such grace… her hips tilt invitingly. Surly this woman is the Goddess Kali personified-"
A curry bun whapped him in face courtesy of a fuming strawberry-blonde.
"She's a crazed person attacking everyone, not a naked statue for you to gawk at!" Sam yelled.
One of the policemen attempting to restrain Mina was thrown into the air, and to Sam's satisfaction, he landed with a rather painful sounding thud on the Viscount.
Then, a chorus almost like a broken bell tolling echoed in the air and numerous people doubled over clutching at their heads. Slowly, the same purple and black luminescent light that had surrounded Mina began to ooze from each person's skin. They all looked up, teeth bared and eyes glowing a blood red.
Ciel's eyes widened and he turned to the judges' platform.
"The Queen!" he yelled, noticing the fight growing closer and closer to the elderly woman. Ciel rushed forward only to be abruptly halted by a firm hand on his arm.
"What are you doing?" Sam hissed. "The Queen's fine! If anything happens, her butler will protect her. We have to get out of here before we end up getting attacked like everyone else!"
Ciel scowled in protest and tried to yank his arm free of Sam's grasp only for her to clench her fingers tighter and proceed to drag him towards the exit. Two of the men who had been possessed by the same evil force that had overcome Mina moved to stand in front of them. Sam grumbled.
"See? Was I right? Yes. Did you listen? No-"
The men's snarl interrupted the strawberry-blonde's rant and the young earl and the female clinging to him slowly began to back away in panic.
"That stench!" One hissed. More of the possessed turned towards the two.
"Hatred and greed!"
"Corruption and insolence!"
"The stench of the impure!"
"Snuff it out!"
"Snuff out the unclean!"
Ciel and Sam's eyes widened and the two froze in terror at the familiar phrase.
"Kill them-"
Before they possessed men could utter another word, Sebastian had appeared, repelling the attackers with one of the metal ladles from the curry competition.
"Well what do you know?" Sebastian chuckled, standing up straight and facing Sam and Ciel. "It seems Kali has risen."
"You've got to be kidding," Sam mumbled, eyeing the men who were closing on them.
"Alas, I am not," Sebastian grinned.
Ciel sighed and closed his eyes.
"If the story is correct, Kali carried around a demon's head," Ciel stated. Sebastian smirked, reddish eyes lighting with an emotion very much like anticipation. "Shall we disprove the legend then…? I order you to stop Kali!"
"Indeed, my young lord," Sebastian smiled, bowing slightly with a gloved hand placed over his heart.
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Soma stumbled through the crowd of screaming, fleeing, people. He grabbed a man by his shoulders, halting him in his wild sprint.
"What happened here?" Soma cried.
"It was some insane Indian woman!" The man exclaimed. "She's gone berserk!"
The Prince's blood ran cold and his gold eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.
"What?"
Soma ran past the man and into the main area of the Crystal Palace where the Curry Exhibition was being held. Around him, numerous people were attacking one another, eyes red and aura's dark with vicious intent.
"What's happening…?" he whispered.
Soma turned to the side to see Mina, the ever kind and placid woman he had thought he knew so well, glowing with the same evil presence. She was attacking Ciel's butler Sebastian with murderous intent. Her blows were quick, hard, and painfully loud; however, the black-clad servant seemed to be holding his own fairly well.
The butler himself was smirking down at his opponent.
"I'll admit you're skilled," he grinned, continuing to parry her blows, "but you're no Goddess."
"Mina, no…" Soma sobbed, knees shaking.
"My Prince!"
Soma turned his head again to see his own butler standing beside him, eyes filled with the utmost remorse.
"Agni…!"
The second chef in the competition stood up, his possessed form looming towards them.
"You all know nothing…! I was trained in France, damn it! None of you know anything about cur-"
Without even turning around, Agni's fist landed a sold blow to the back of the man's head.
"Pardon me."
The Prince stared up at his butler for another moment before shaking his head to clear it.
"Tell me… what is going on here?" Soma asked, voice wavering.
"I am not sure," Agni confessed, looking at the chef he'd knocked out. "Mina and some of the others ate a bit of the curry and suddenly…"
Soma nodded and walked over to one of the collapsed tables that the curries had been placed on. He ran his finger through one of the dishes and brought it to his lips to taste it. His eyes widened and he bolted up.
"This is Kali Ma!"
Agni sent him a perplexed look.
"My father once told me about it. This is a forbidden spice," Soma explained, turning to peer at Agni over his shoulder. "It reacts to the dark desires within the human heart. It makes us into monsters…"
Soma looked up at Mina with sorrow filled eyes.
"I am sorry Mina…" he whispered. "I never knew your heart was so wounded."
"This is not your fault!" Agni exclaimed, leaning in closer to Soma to look in his eyes. "She is possessed by the evil in the spice, my Prince."
"I know that… you do not need to say anymore. I have blamed everyone except myself: all of my loneliness, and then Mina leaving me too… Such a spoiled brat! Why should anyone love me?" Soma's gaze softened and he turned with tear filled eyes to Agni. "But you… You were always there even when I could not deserve it."
Agni stared up at the Prince, tears trailing down his cheeks, real, clear, watery tears; not blood.
"I am sorry I have not said it before, please forgive me and tell me: will you still be there for me?" Soma smiled, placing a hand on Agni's shoulder.
"My Prince…" He closed his eyes and nodded, smiling gently.
Soma's smile faded slightly as he turned back to the matter before them. His eyes hardened.
"Mina is wrong! Stop her!"
Agni pulled back with the sound equivalent of a lion's roar, yanking the bandages off of his now glowing hand.
I have never known this happiness in my life before.
He looked up, eyes full of determination.
Finally…
With an echoing battle cry, he lunged into the mob of the possessed.
I am one with my God!
Five men fell, each by Agni's hand. The butler ran up to stand beside Sebastian.
"I shall assist you!"
Sebastian smirked.
"Shall you? You seem to have more energy than normal. Did something happen?"
Agni smiled.
"Yes! And now… I am invincible."
Sebastian's smirk widened.
"Very well, the two on the right are yours," he stated, gesturing to the possessed men.
"Good!"
Within seconds, the butler's had taken out their tally of the possessed and headed for more.
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The Queen's butler chuckled and Ciel sent him an irritated look. Sebastian had placed both himself and Sam by the white-clad men before he'd begun to fight, for 'protection.' Personally, Ciel wasn't very fond of the man and he could tell by his companion's irate grumbles that Sam wasn't either.
"You have a fine butler. I doubt he will need my help in this fight," the man smiled.
Ciel turned to look at him oddly. Sam grumbled something that sounded like: sure, because the 'fight' is already so close to ending… It's not like there's dozens more possessed people or anything like that.
"A bit strange though, isn't it? This is all because of some spice… But only certain people are affected. If it's that evil, wouldn't more people go insane? Really, if you think about it, in this world there is no one who can proclaim to be truly pure of heart…"
Ciel's eyes widened and looked over at the tables that the curry had been laid out on. His gaze fell on his butler's own creation: the curry bun. He looked over at the judges. They each ate every one of those curries, but they're not affected. That means that one of the curries has to cancel out the effects of the spice… Could that damn bun really be the answer?
Sam sent Ciel a perplexed look.
"I know you're thinking something…"
Ciel sent her an irritated look in return.
"It's nothing, a stupid idea."
Sam gestured for him to continue.
"And this stupid idea was…?"
The young earl sighed.
"I was thinking that the curry buns that Sebastian made might-"
He was cut off by an enraged howl and suddenly Mina was hurdling towards them.
"No, wait! Mina!" Soma cried, jumping in front of the two.
Agni, Ciel, and Sam gasped.
"No, you fool!" Ciel yelled.
Soma's eyes filled with determination and he stood his ground. His mind flashed to the story of Kali, this time, envisioning himself on the ground under her feet. This is the only way to stop Kali! He thought. Mina continued to charge.
"Come on, Mina!" he taunted.
She snarled again, took another step forward, and slipped on the remnants of a blue lobster. Mina crashed to the ground with a loud thud. Soma, Ciel, and Sam deadpanned.
"Prince Soma!" Agni cried.
Soma's spread arms fell to his sides and he rushed forward.
"Forgive me, Mina!"
He stepped on her back, pushing her into the concrete floor.
"Sebastian!" Ciel called. "The curry buns! Feed them some of the buns you made!"
"Certainly," the butler smirked, lifting the metal cover off of a plate of curry buns which had seemed to appear out of nowhere.
"This is your idea?" Sam asked, incredulous.
A tick mark formed on Ciel's forehead.
"Shut up!"
Sebastian pulled back his arm and whipped curry buns into the mouths of the attacking possessed. Curry cooked by a demon, and it makes people happy, Ciel thought sourly.
"What an utter joke…" he murmured.
"What's a joke?" Sam asked, tilting her head to the side in curiosity.
Ciel shook his head in dismissal and Sam sighed, folding her hands under her chin and resting her elbows on her knees. She watched in interest as Sebastian 'attacked' the people with curry buns. Ciel's gaze followed her own and he sighed.
If he chose to infuse his dish with kindness and happiness, that's what they will get.
"Madam," Sebastian called, hurling a bun into Mina's open mouth. She choked for a moment before swallowing the curry.
Mina along with the other possessed went still. The red faded from their eyes and the dark and menacing aura's that had surrounded them disappeared.
"Wh-What's happening?" One of the police officers gasped.
Mina's shoulder's slouched and she inhaled deeply.
"M-Mina?" Soma stuttered, eyes wide.
"Prince Soma…" she whispered, looking over her shoulder at him. "I was completely right. You are awful."
Mina let out a final groan and collapsed, passed out.
The white-clad butler cleared his throat. Ciel and Sam turned to stare at him.
"The Queen bids me tell you: the goodness of your curry buns has defeated the evil demon spice and even healed those who it had afflicted… and therefore the winner of the royal warrant has been decided."
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The members of the Phantomhive household along with Agni and Prince Soma stood in the corner of the large exhibition room of the Crystal Palace. They watched as all those who had been possessed were carried off on stretchers.
"How are you going to handle them?" Ciel asked one of the police officers.
"They won't be treated badly."
Everyone in the small group turned to see the Queen's butler smiling down at them.
"Thank you. You have done very well today. I congratulate you on your success in obtaining a royal warrant," he smiled, turning to glance behind him at the Queen.
"Her Majesty has expressed her gratitude towards you. She bids me tell you: I'm sorry for your hardship, but know I have been watching your work closely. I am in the light as you are in the shadows. Though our positions are different, we strive for the same thing."
He bowed deeply, hand placed over his heart.
"I ask that you please continue to aid her Majesty."
"Yes," Ciel replied.
The Queen's butler smirked.
"Then I shall bid you farewell," he smiled, turning to leave.
Once the man was gone, Soma turned to Ciel with a bright smile.
"I must thank you too, Ciel."
The young earl turned to the Prince, shock written all over his face.
"What if I had never met you? I would still be as selfish and ignorant as I have always been. There are so many things that I have yet to learn. All of England- no, all of the world has much to teach me… And I am a willing student," Soma finished, eyes alight in determination.
Agni smiled at his Prince and turned to Sebastian.
"And thank you," he smiled, bowing deeply. "Your household has taught the Prince many, many, great things. What would we have done without you?"
Sebastian knelt down and smiled at the man.
"Please lift up your head. I have my own reasons for my actions. You have absolutely no reason to be thanking me." Agni raised his eyes to look in shock at the butler before him. "The Gods you believe in are Kali and Shiva. They were able to realize their mistakes through mutual pain just like you and Soma."
Sebastian turned his head slightly to look at Sam, Ciel, and Soma who were chatting lightly. Sam and Soma laughed and Ciel looked away, annoyed expression painted on his face. The butler smiled gently.
"You see, the old saying is true. Without pain you can never truly hope for growth."
"I've relearned my Gods' teachings from an Englishman," Agni chuckled, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "That is quite embarrassing."
"Nationality is irrelevant," Sebastian smirked. "All places and all times are essentially the same. Human nature is a static thing."
By now, everyone in the small group had turned to stare at Sebastian and Agni as they talked.
"Yes, I understand. It is just how the sun sets over the Ganges River and the Thames are equally beautiful," Agni smiled, staring into the setting sun through the building's glass walls.
Soma looked at it for a moment before his eyes watered and he pulled Ciel into a tight hug. The young earl yelped as the Prince sobbed into his shoulder.
"Mina! My Mina left me… for good!" He cried.
"Let me go!" Ciel shrieked, fighting for freedom. Sam laughed and joined in on the hug, dragging Mey-Rin, Bard, and Finni with her into the small huddle.
The butlers smiled at the scene.
"I am very glad that we came to England," Agni admitted. "My Prince and I both met friends ideally suited to us."
"A friend? " Sebastian repeated, as if the word tasted funny on his tongue. "Interesting… I do believe you are the second person to refer to me as such." His red gaze flickered to the laughing strawberry-blonde stuck in the middle of the group hug.
Soma's frame racked with another sob and Ciel let out an exasperated screech.
"Go find a handkerchief or something!"
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A fairly long chapter, not my favorite… actually, it might be my least favorite of all those I've typed :P The Agni/Soma arc is over! Woo hoo! I love those two to death, but a girl can only take so much of them .
I'm super, super, super, sorry for the long wait. I have to wait until no one in my house is home before I can use my laptop, so it was really hard to find the time to type this out. I'm really excited for the next chapter(s) though :) Yay for upcoming fluff!
Hint, hint. If you want to guess what it'll be about, look back at Mey-Rin and Sam's conversation in the last chapter ;D
And, no. They're not going on vacation…