*AIYOKU FAIYUKI'S POV*
"So why am I changing roles again?" I asked, an annoyed look plastered on my face.
"Because, the dance is couples only and the philosopher's stone is there." Yoko said, as if it was the most obvious fact in the world.
"SO YOU'RE TAKING ME AS A TEMPORARAL MATE?!" I hissed loudly, but making sure nobody could hear.
"There is already an announcement set up for dinner tonight." Yoko said, a bemused smirk playing across his lips. "Is there something wrong with that?"
"I dunno, maybe the whole feline plus canine thing equalling no-no?" I sighed. "Great, now I have to act all cutie lovey…"
"And you have to go to a dance classes this afternoon." Yoko said, as he walked into the new suite. As soon as Hideyoshi had heard of Yoko's 'engagement' a new, larger suite was ordered.
"I call the couch." I muttered.
"What are you talking about? That would look suspicious if somebody, like room service, were to walk in. No, if you're playing the role of my mate, you'll play it so there is no chance of screwing up the mission." Yoko sighed, as if he were annoyed by the fact. "So we use beds."
"I only see one bed." I said, as I blinked curiously. Yoko took one look at my ignorant expression and started laughing, as if it was the funniest thing in the world. "What..?" I asked, and then repeated myself with a whimper. "Whaaat?"
"We'll be sharing the one bed, Asuka."
"WHOAWAITWHAAAT!?!" I objected. "No, no, nooooohohohoo. Just no."
"You can't object." Yoko said. "Frankly, you have no choice in the matter. I've already reported to Koenma, and he agrees that if its couples only, then you're now my mate." Yoko finalized.
"Oh…" I twitched. "That toddler has a death wish."
"That may be so." Yoko said before disappearing inside the large suite.
"Well this is going to be an interesting stay…" I muttered before closing the door behind me. "Hey!? Is there a balcony?!" I shouted.
"Yes, this way." Yoko said, appearing in front of me and leading me towards the back of the suite.
"Ahh!" I said, grinning like a child that was just given candy. I slid open the glass door and stood up on the balcony.
The flimsy railing wasn't much, although the detail work was pretty, but the view was amazing. A large lake stretched out to the mountains that weren't too far away.
"It's so pretty!" I exclaimed, before looking down over the railing. "We're on what, the 13th floor?" I asked, and Yoko nodded. "Hmm… about 12 feet for every floor, so that's about… three, two… six…three, one, add it together… around 156 feet up." I smiled brightly. "I wonder how much it would hurt to fall from here…" Yoko blinked at my morbid question, clearly not expecting it in the happy tone I asked. "Hmm… If you were to land on your head it'd probably kill you, shatter up to your pelvis if you were to try and land on your feet… and if you landed on your back your lungs would probably be crushed from the force of gravity, or you spine broken… Hmm…"
"That's a rather odd question…" Yoko muttered. "I'm going out somewhere. You should shower and get ready for bed."
"Mhmm…" I sighed, sitting up against the wall of the building as I spaced out, looking out over the scenery. Yoko chuckled slightly, probably just for show in case somebody else with prying ears was out on their balconies as well.
I heard Yoko close the front door, and then blinked as suddenly there were two other people on the balcony with me.
"Hello Kyo-Kyon, Shi-chan." I smiled up at the two men who glared down at me from their standing positions.
"Stupid cat. You let your bodyguard leave." Kyo smirked, as if he was winning in a game or something.
"What body guard? Why would I even want one? You two aren't worth my ti-Oop!" I slid down the wall to avoid a very angry foot that would have smashed my head.
"What happened to not hitting girls?" I smiled, and then slid over the railing, knocking it off as I blocked another blow from Kyo's foot. I continued to smile up at them as they glared down at me.
"Shut up, wench." Shiravar growled. "Your life is in our hands, so I suggest you do as you're…"
I looked around, hanging from the side of the cement balcony by only one hand. "Ah… really pretty view." I mused, mainly to piss them off. And to buy time.
"HEY!" Shiravar yelled. "Pay attention to me wretch!"
"Why should I? God, you guys are no were near as fun as Koray." I muttered, suddenly Kyo picked me up, threw me into the wall, and before I could even regain my breath his hand was around my throat, blocking my airway.
"How do you know Koray?" Kyo glared. I just smiled as my face went from red to an offish blue, not really being able to respond to the question with no air. "I ASKED YOU A QUESTION BITCH!" I continued to smile as the world started to fade in to darkness, as I almost passed out.
Just before everything went black I was dropped to the ground, I took a deep inhale of breath, and panted slightly, but remembered to keep that ever annoying smile up.
"Answer the question." Kyo's voice was cold, and I looked up to him. In his hand was a whip and I swear it was practically on fire.
Ohhh… looks like that'll hurt…
A slight trickle of sweat ran down the side of my face as I tried to figure out an escape route.
"156 feet…" I muttered, knocking the idea of jumping as an escape route out of my head, Shiravar was blocking the door, and Kyo was well beyond losing his patience.
"ANSWER THE GODDAMNED QUESTION!!!" Kyo shouted, kicking me back into a wall.
Nobodies out, and I doubt anybody would help me out anyways…
"Koray and I are pretty close." I smiled. It's all in the wording… gotta waste time… "Yes we're really close, shared an experience so breathtaking it would blow your mind!" I smiled, as Kyo's glare darkened. "It was amazing, and sure it hurt a lot but it was sooo much fun when you get past the pain, you know?" I smiled as I referenced to my fight with him in the tournament. Not that Kyo knew what I was talking about… "It surprised me how good he was, I mean I knew he'd be really good, but it was beyond words!"
"I'LL KILL YOU! YOU LITTLE WH-" I smiled up at Kyo as he raised his whip, ready to strike me, when suddenly a sharp green, thorny, whip knocked it out of the way.
"I'll have to ask…" Yoko's piercing golden eyes glared out of the darkness inside the suite. "That you stay away from my mate." The rose whip cracked again and Kyo and Shiravar glared, before jumping into a vortex that once again appeared out of thin air.
"We'll get you, little cat." Shiravar glared.
"And your little dog too!" I called out as they disappeared.
"I wouldn't say it's wise to anger them like that." Yoko said, as he sighed down at me. I grinned proudly like a small child.
"Made sure I wasn't hit where it'd show." I grinned.
"What?" Yoko asked, clearly confused.
"Well, it'd be shameful to you to have a mate that gets the crap beaten out of her, right?" I smiled up at Yoko, and then held my hand out hoping he'd help me up. "So I made sure I wasn't hit on the face, legs, or hands! Although that one spot on my arm from the block I pulled may bruise slightly." I muttered, clearly disappointed. Once again Yoko stared at me, and then broke out in laughter.
"You are the oddest woman I think I have ever spoken with." He said, as the laughter died down into a chuckle.
"Whaat?!" I objected, and then pouted. "Whatever… Just help me up so I can go shower then get dressed." Yoko grasped my hand, pulling me to my feet, and I stumbled slightly as my shaking legs didn't want to support me. "Damn… those two are scary." I smiled awkwardly.
"Just go shower." Yoko said, back to the cold demeanour of before.
"Yesser." I said, mock saluting as I wandered into the suite and found the bathroom. "Yea… My arm is definitely gunna bruise…" I sighed, as I pulled my shirt off, revealing already bruising skin. I did a quick check. "Hmm… the one on my stomach, and my back… then the arm too…" I sighed, "Great… I'm gunna be sore for a while…"
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Breakfast the next day was horrible. The mixture of random people I don't know coming up to hug me and congratulate me, and all the swarms and glares from other girls, made me decide that I will NEVER get married if it involves all this attention.
And then the dance lessons were just as horrible. The lady who was teaching me was this really old lady who really, really liked to smack us with a flyswatter when we messed up the dance steps. I felt really bad for one of the girls there… she was a bug demon. Although I could sense an oddly familiar presence, I couldn't nail who and where it was coming from.
Preparing for the dance was just as bad. A few of the women who were mates of old partners of Yoko's insisted on taking care of my outfit, make-up, and the works. They wouldn't stop complaining on how short my hair was. And when I say insisting, I really mean they pull out this woman/mom/teacher voice thing that scares even the toughest demon… Yoko was lucky, he got to sit back and talk with his old partners as these random older women I don't know poked and prodded and undressed and redressed me until I was 'satisfactory'. Then they kept trying to 'reassure' me.
"Oh it's not so bad having a thief for a mate." A woman named Nanali reassured.
"We need to get together sometime and do this again! Isn't she just the perfect little doll? She doesn't move an inch!" A loud woman named Siyona exclaimed with excitement.
And oh, my personal favourite, because it resulted in me falling off the chair and ruining whatever crap they were trying to put on my face.
"Oh! What are you going to name the first set of kits!?" Another woman named Aya asked.
Not only was it a total waste of my time, they wound up deciding that makeup wasn't me, so I got re-re-undressed and thrown into a tub to get all this gunk off my face, which resulted in them having to do the hair again…
It wasn't until after around two hours of utter torture that I was finally released and put on display in front of the group of men.
"Well, how'd we do?" Nanali asked as her mate whistled.
"You did it again, turned a little girly boy into a pretty girl…" Another one of the guys muttered. I flushed, half with embarrassment from the insults, half from the embarrassment on the complements.
"Well, what do you think, Yoko?" Aya asked. He just shrugged, but the woman giggled as we all noticed his refusal to make eye contact.
Siyona smiled as she walked over to Yoko playfully. "Aww, come on…" She smiled a puppy-dog smile. "We did a good job, or is it not to your expectations?" Yoko didn't say anything, still refusing to make eye contact with anybody, when I decided I was going to reward myself for all the torture I had just suffered for him.
"Yoko-dono…" I said, a kitty-smile playing across my lips as a slight purr could be heard. "Am I not pretty enough?" I walked up to him, mocking shyness. I slowly twisted back and forth with my hands clenched behind my back, playing with the hem of the baby blue Kimono that was fitted perfectly to me. Thank god these women managed to hem it without killing me, or the dress. I smiled to myself. "Or maybe… You just don't care?" Hehe… cornered. He was the one whining about fitting the role, but where's his little 'role' now? I opened my eyes wide, looking over my lashes as my eyes watered slightly. "You won't say anything?" I whimpered, then gasped slightly in honest surprise, as Yoko caught my playful expression, then returned it with interest, grabbing me and pulling me onto his lap.
"You're gorgeous." He said, placing a gentle kiss on my cheek. My face went strawberry red. So did not see that backfiring… Note to self, be careful with the games and this fox.