Disclaimer: Touhou belongs to Zun, and the only things that belong to myself would be Usagi the Mimic, and Moegi the Japanese Beetle. Everything else belongs to their rightful owner.

A/N: Flats abound!

Y/N: What the author means is "I am a lazy pile of laziness, and this is the cause of any delays."

A/N: ...If you keep this up, I'm going to cry...

Y/N: Oho~? My, what a big girl you are, to be crying at such an age.

A/N: What? I'm still young, you ha- ...young lady...

Y/N: ...

A/N: ...

Y/N: You do realise that that was uncalled for, correct?

A/N: A-aha... Y-yeah, sorry Yu- *gapped*

Y/N: Hmph. Let's see how you enjoy being a "ha- young lady," shall we?

Night, Scarlet Devil Mansion, Sakuya's PoV:

...Strange... Meiling seems to be acting a bit agitated and jumpy at her post. I would take the time to ask why that is, but I am sure that it is unimportant.

Not that I haven't all the time in the world and more, due to my power over such things, but I have more important things to do.

...Such as what does warrant looking into; the mistress is late for her nightly tea, which she uses as a pick-me-up every night like clockwork.

Well, she uses that along with the copious amounts of sugar hidden within. However, that is our little secret, and I am not about to reveal such a thing to anyone that wouldn't already know; even then, I only rarely speak of it, as walls very easily can have ears around here. Tengu ears. Crow tengu ears. Irritating crow tengu ears.

I elegantly glided across the scarlet floors with a tray of the afore mentioned tea, even if very few can actually manage to spot me.

The fact that a certain tengu can is reason enough to always be on guard; a year ago, she figuratively caught me with my pants down, and so I have been far more careful with my actions in the aftermath of that event. Not to mention that she has already shown me that I haven't a chance to catch her, and will indeed use the given oportunity to take pictures of one as they chase after her for use in a bit of a slanderous story.

Puting that thought aside, I finally reached the door of the room that my mistress resides within, and allowed time to once again resume, before getly rapping a single knuckle against the door.

I wouldn't want to startle her, should she be sleeping still for whatever reason.

"Yes?" Ahh, good. It would seem I was correct in the thoughts on the location of my lady.

"Are you feeling well, milady? You have been taking a rather long time with leaving your room, causing me to worry that something may be wrong; are you feeling under the weather?" I do not believe I had ever seen her come down with anything, but to not ask would be tempting fate. Not that fate truely can hold power over the girl, but she does preffer to not effect her own fate.

"Ahh, yes, I am fine. I have rather abrupt company however, so if you would bring tea for two, that would be lovely." Upon hearing the order, I stopped time, retrieved a second cup, filled it with the teapot full of tea, but none from the smaller teapot full of blood, and dropped ten cubes of sugar into the cup of blooded red tea, so as to prevent the mistress from having to look as a child does before a guest.

Overall, only five seconds had passed in this time, causing it to seem as though I had simply given a thoughtful pause in my speech. However, what does she mean by abrupt company? An intruder, perhaps? Well, best to be prepared for a hostage situation, and carry the tray with my slightly less skilled hand.

With everything needed to be done done, I opened the door to the sight of the mistress in nothing but a sheer nightie, sitting alone on the balcony table. ...Is this guest hidden? Maybe an ambush, floating directly above? ...Or maybe I am simply being paranoid...

Remilia's PoV:

While I would normally only have tea out on the balcony on a full moon so as to take my mind off of Flan's inner struggle with herself, there have been acceptions in the past. ...Although, such instances have been few and far between, usually only happening when a lunar eclipse is due.

The strange girl and I watched as Sakuya brought in a tray of tea, while the maid looked about suspiciously. "...Milady, where is this guest you spoke of?"

I blinked twice in confusion. Where...? "Erm, Sakuya... She would be sitting across from me, if you haven't noticed."

Now it was Sakuya's turn to look at me in confusion, before she gave a slight smirk. "Milady, surely you jest; there is nobody in the free seat."

Once again it was my turn to give a confused look, while the guest just giggled at the goings ons. "...No, I am not saying as such in jest, Sakuya."

"Maybe she's not feeling so hot? A long day, maybe~?" I couldn't help but chuckle at how apt that would be. ...That does raise the question of if that was intentional or not, however. Just what does our strange guest know of this place? Is she a new youkai? No, she looks too well dressed for that. From the outside world? I would think she is simply a shut-in, but she seems so... friendly. Maybe it's that part of me that so desires a friend, but I can't help but think she too is desperately in want of a friend... It's something about those emerald eyes of her, dazzling me with how much energy bursts fourth from them. It's as if that look of glee is just a mask, hiding her true feelings. She seems too happy, to the point that it seems fake...

Just as Sakuya was about to open her mouth to speak, I chose that moment to respond to the intruder. "True." With that, I turned my attention back to Sakuya, and continued. "Do you feel alright, Sakuya? Even if you insist that you haven't gotten sick in over one hundred years, that doesn't make you immune. When was the last time you had a day off, just to rest and recuperate?" I already was reletively certain of the answer to my iquiry, but I had to hear it from the horses mouth, so to speak.

This gained me a surprised flinch from the maid, along with a momentarily wide-eyed look, before she quickly recomposed herself. "I appreciate your concern milady, but I needn't do such things. I am perfectly content with the way things are as of this very moment."

"Would that be a 'No, I have never done as such for as long as I have lived here'?" Once more she flinched, this time at how bluntly I was putting it.

The maid set down the tray, and moved the pair of cups to the rightful owners, while averting her gaze from my own for as long as she could buy herself time by way of doing her duty. With that done, she finally broke the awkward silence she had put in place. "...It would, milady."

Being the helpful girl that she was, the ghostly pale girl gave me a suggestion. "Why not send her on a vacation~?"

I stroked my chin in thought at the offered idea. Hrm... How long would such a thing normally- Actually, if she wants the vacation to be of a considerable length, she would simply manipulate time. I aimed a smile at the strange girl. "A lovely suggestion." With that out of the way, I returned my attention to my maid. "Sakuya?"

Now made a bit nervous by feeling left out of my conversation with... perhaps myself, as far as she knew, the maid couldn't help but stammer a bit. "Y-yes, milady?"

"I order you to take the day off." Before she could object, I fixed her with a piercing glare.

Where as she was once about to strongly refuse, Sakuya swallowed that answer, and instead forced out a more pleasing one. "...Yes milady. When shall you have me do as such?"

At this I smirked. Good, she isn't being difficult about it. "After you have accomplished my next orders; I will be needing a pair of fishing rods."

The maid rose a brow at this, but curtsied. "As you wish, milady."

As she said as such, the pale girl gave a short cheer. "Horray~!"

Sakuya's PoV:

I immediately stopped time, upon giving word that I had understood my orders. As I turned to leave, I found there to be another person in the chair opposite of Remilia, as if she had always been there. Upon seeing my reaction, knowing that I had managed to spot her, all she did was grin. ...This was a rather long process to my eyes, while a short one to her, what with the speed differences.

...Well, atleast I now know that my mistress hasn'tgone insane, or produced an imaginary friend of some sort. I'm not sure if this is better, however... Did she not manage to sneak by our gate guard, or...

On that note, I decided it would be a good idea to have a little chat with Meiling, and swam towards the gate rather quickly. She did seem to be bothered by something, and if it has to do with that girl, I will have to find out what it is that transpired.