Chapter Thirty-Eight

It was all so surreal, she tells herself, feeling the familiar but distant aura wrapped around her. And beyond that, they weren't really made for each other.

"You're getting too worked-up." says Genzou. He steps back, but his hands remained on her shoulders, as if to make sure she wouldn't topple over. "Get some rest. You're a mortal too, you know."

"Shut up." she hisses, but nods her head nonetheless. "I could take care of myself."

He smiles. "Not in this condition, you couldn't." he corrects her. He was right, in a way, and she spites him.

With a grunt, Krizzie pushed his arms away from her. The haze was now gone, and she could feel the heaviness setting on her eyes, and wondered how she must look. "Go away." she whispers quietly, hoping he would go and leave it at that.

"Not until Ken comes in."

"The door's locked, you moron."

"Then might as well stay, then."

She raised her head to glare at him, not backing out when he only mirrored her actions. She was feeling awkward, and she wanted to sort out her thoughts. She could hardly do that with him in there.

"I need to be alone." she argued.

"I can't risk that." he answered truthfully, not moving an inch from his spot. "There's no telling what you'll do the second I'm gone."

She waved her hand back and forth. "There's no danger of me doing anything, I swear. I'm in no position to go thrashing about the place anyway."

"…"

She sighed after seeing his unconvinced expression. "Okay, fine. If it makes you happy, I'm just going to mull things over and decide what my next step will be."

"I thought you already knew what you'll do." he narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"I can't help but think there's something wrong with how I want to get things done." she scratched the back of her head awkwardly.

He grinned mischievously. "Penny for your thoughts?"

She scowled and threw her fluffy pillow at him.

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"This is unfair." Anna finally spat, wiping the water that had trailed to her chin. She glared darkly at the other boy, pretty green eyes narrowed into slits. "You eat like a vacuum."

Ace grinned smugly, clean bento resting on his lap. "A deal's a deal, Kabayakawa." His face crumpled insultingly. "Who did you say would reveal their darkest secrets?"

"Bastard." she drained the bottle.

He waited until she was finished and settled down before speaking. "Moment of truth then."

She shrugged. "Might as well get it over with."

"You suggested this particular part, if you need reminding."

She glared at him.

"You never do get tired, do you?" He chuckled at the look she was giving him. "Alright, alright."

She waved her hand absent-mindedly. "Fire away, mister."

His eyes softened unexpectedly, and something suddenly jolted inside of her at the way his pretty, pretty dark eyes suddenly glazed over. At first she tried to look away, but then decided to be daring and stared right back. Too bad he had just pulled back his gaze.

Her mind suddenly went on overload, thinking about all the cliché scenes she had seen in her lifetime. Everything from fairytales to cheesy soaps she managed to catch at the strike of noon. Anna wasn't really picky.

That's why she was oh, so, suddenly disappointed when he asked, with a toothy grin, "Which do you prefer, mustard or mayonnaise?"

Krizzie: Nyaks… and corny ko. Haha!!!! Anyway… review!!!