October 28, 2010

Kvetch—to complain habitually (hehe, that's me too:))

"Usagi-baka! Why are you avoiding your deadline again?" Misaki yelled.

"Must you always be such a kvetch?" Usagi asked.

"I…what's that?"

"It means someone who complains a lot."

"Well just say that if you're gonna whine. Don't use friggin' English!"

"It's not English, it's German."

"Well I don't know any German at all!" Misaki howled.

"Sorry," he replied, not sounding sorry at all.

"Bastard. Do you work."

"But I want to spend time with my lover." He was definitely pretending to pout now.

"What kind of shit is that?" Misaki growled.

"It's not shit. It's love." He suddenly grasped Misaki and kissed him.

Misaki fought for a few moments but was about to give in when the front door burst open. "SENSEI! Why aren't you doing your work?"

She giggled for a moment then jerked back to business mode. "Come on, Sensei." She grabbed him firmly by the wrist and dragged him up to the office, leaving Misaki standing there, trying to catch his breath.

"Did I just get saved?" he muttered. Then he shrugged. "Thank you, Aikawa-san." Then he went to make dinner.

Kyaa, I actually stopped a lemon. That's a first. Please review.

~CheyanneChika