Tasukete!
(a.k.a. Pebbles and Tsuki go to Hogwarts)
By Pebbles (Tennyo Yurika Kei) and TsukinoDeynatsu (Tamashii Tsukino Deynatsu)
Warning This story is littered with Japanese phrases. There will be a section at the end of each chapter with the translations.
Authors' Notes
Firstly - *La la la la We Own Harry Potter...* /Not./ *Do so!* /Do not./ *... don't be mean.* /Whatever. So don't sue us./ *..... Where's my macaroni?* /You don't like macoroni!/ *That's only cause it reminds me of you!* /GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE BRAT!/
Secondly, *We like flaaaaaaaaaaaames!!!!!* /No we don't, and stop running away from me!!!!!!/ *nya nya, you can't catch me! =P Hehe, wesa likesa reviewsa toosa!* /... Yeah, that's true... Hey Tsuki-chan? It'd make me really happy if you ran away./ *Great, see ya!!!* /Dammit. -_-/
AND WE'RE REALLY SORRY WE HAVEN'T UPDATED IN FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!! *beg, grovel, plead* Tsuki: *glares at Pebbles* SOMEBODY had to go to another school!! Pebbles: You're just jealous 'cause I've moved on to a better place. Tsuki: *idley runs thumb over axe*
Quidditch no Koto mo, Kyoushitsu no Koto mo, Sarawareru Koto mo Takusan Mono wo Moeru Koto mo!
(a.k.a. Of Quidditch, Classrooms, Kidnappings and Burning Lots of Things!)
Tsukino Deynatsu Tamashii opened her eyes to find a completely desolate dormitory as the sun streamed through the open curtains, casting the room in a bright, blinding light.
Tsuki blinked. Was the room supposed to be empty? She didn't know, she didn't function well in the mornings. She yawned sleepily and rolled over, snuggling underneath the blankets in an attempt to block out an incessant, high-pitched beeping that seemed to be coming from somewhere in front of her.
She sighed after five minutes of attempted sleep and sat up, rubbing her eyes and making a conscious decision to smash the bloody thing to pieces and go back to sleep. Gazing blearily around the room, her eyes followed the sound and finally settled on a little silver egg sitting upright on her bedside table. Confused, she leaned over, picked it up and came face to face with The Clock.
"Eh?? .... WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!"
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The Slytherin Quidditch captain looked around in surprise, searching for the source of the yelling he'd heard a moment ago. It actually had sounded like it came from the castle, but that was impossible - the Quidditch pitch was a good half-mile away.
Yurika glanced at her watch and idly watched the birds take flight. "It's about time she bloody woke up."
The rest of the Slytherins on the pitch just stared at her.
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Kitsu blinked sleepily and stood up, yawning. He pushed the curtains on Yurika's bed aside with his nose and watched the Other Girl grab her slippers, bang into Green Girl #2's bed post and run, unfazed, towards the door, slamming it on her way out.
The fire kitsune yawned, padded back to Yurika's pillow and curled up again. He was tired.
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"ohmyGodIcan'tbelievetheyletmesleepinthislateI'MGONNAMISSLUNCHandthey'reservingTREACLEPUDDINGandtheyevenputthegoldensyruponthetableandFRED!!! YOU BETTER NOT HAVE EATEN ALL MY SYRUP!!!!" Several students took to the sanctuary of the walls as a blur of pink and blue flannel, brown hair and white fluffy slippers went screaming past them, well... screaming. Upon the dying of the subsequent wind, activity proceeded as normal.
"FRED!!! GEORGE!!" The doors of the Great Hall were flung open and the last few remaining occupants turned to stare at the figure in the entrance. Said figure's hair was in a tumbled mess around her face, her eyes were wild, she was out of breath and very red in the face. She was leaning forward, hands on her knees, taking in long, panting gasps of air.
All in all, it looked like Tsuki had just woken up and then run a marathon.
After several minutes of shocked silence, she raised her head and glared at the last few diners. "WHAT!?"
Said diners returned to their lunch, except for two Gryffindors near the back of the hall. They hastily stood up and gathered their things, trying to act as natural as is possible when you have what is quite easily equal to the imminent wrath of Hell bearing down upon your heads. Dropping several plates of treacle in the process, they threw a few napkins into their bags and sprinted for the door.
"OI YOU TWO!!!!" The twins ignored her. "GET YOUR ASSES BACK HERE!!!"
Fred whistled cheerfully as he dodged fluffy slipper Bob.
Unfortunately for him, George was not quite so talented at whistling and dodging fluffy slipper Wendy, and was subsequently floored by the brick inside. Fred paused momentarily to calculate the risks and follies of stopping to help his fallen comrade and, upon noticing fluffy slipper Bob's return trip, decided against it and legged it for the doorway, slamming the door behind him.
The hall's remaining occupants glanced between The Tsukino, The Treacle and The Unconscious George and quickly made the decision to make a silent and hurried departure.
'There are some who are wise, and some who are intelligent,' Tsukino mused as she advanced on George's prone form, swirls of white mist forming at her feet.
**********
Yurika shuddered. She felt a strange disturbance in the Force. Pulling out her lightsaber, she quickly raced inside to discover the source of this new threat to the galaxy, leaving several confused Slytherin Wizards in her wake, muttering to herself in toungues as she went. "So, how many more lives will you disturb, Darth Tsukino?"
*End MiniOmake*
Yurika blinked and turned her gaze to the castle, shuddering. Somebody had pissed Tsukino off again. 'Oh, I hope she's not gonna make them be her zombie slaves like last time... Or lock them in a closet again... Or make them wear my kimonos, that was really embarrassing... Or -'
"Look, girl, are you there?" Yurika snapped back to reality.
"Uh, yes?" Captain Slytherin sighed.
"LOOK, are you gonna pay attention or NOT!? You've been staring at the castle for the last 5 friggin minutes and I'm TRYING to explain to you what a Chaser is sin-"
Yurika cut him off. "I already know what a Chaser is, I have several medals from the Japanese National Inter-School competition."
Captain Slytherin blinked at her. "Uhh... Ah, fine then. I don't care whether you've got medals or not, you have to pass the trials like everybody else."
Yurika pointed at Malfoy, who was hovering on his broomstick about 5 feet off the ground behind him - looking normal for once. "He doesn't."
Malfoy smirked. "I was on the team last year, Tennyo. I've already proved my worth."
"You didn't try out for that either. You just bought a bunch of sticks with twigs tied to the end." Malfoy glared at her.
"For your information, the Nimbus 2001 is NOT a bunch of twigs tied to a stick! It's a very HIGHLY VALU-"
"Ah, so you DIDN'T try out."
"LISTEN YOU STUPID JAP, MY SKILLS ARE ABOVE THE LEVEL OF THOSE WHO NEED TO PROVE THEM!!" Captain Slytherin was mildly impressed. Not many people were brave enough to push Malfoy to THAT shade of red.
"Actually, technically I'm not Japanese, so the word 'Jap' isn't an insult. And if you're so good, howcome Harry keeps beating you? He's practically a newcomer to the game too, and you were brought up with it."
Malfoy looked about ready to pound her and lowered his broomstick to the ground, beckoning to Crabbe and Goyle as he dismounted and walked threateningly towards her. Yurika, for her part, watched him with a cross between mild-anticipation and amusement, idly fiddling with her necklace with one hand and checking her watch with the other.
Malfoy made it to about three feet in front of her when he was suddenly confronted by a pink and blue blur and lifted into the air by his collar. Gasping for breath, he looked to both goons in a desperate plea for help.
"You're late," Yurika pointed out to the now-stationary messy-haired blur. Said stationary blur threw a glare over her shoulder at the girl, glancing threateningly at Crabbe and Goyle as she turned back to Malfoy.
Crabbe and Goyle intelligently started picking flowers.
Satisfied, Tsuki moved Malfoy so her face was mere centimetres from his. "What do you MEAN HARRY KEEPS FUCKING BEATING YOU!?"
Birds took flight.
Malfoy gibbered lightly and Tsukino was dimly aware that he was probably protesting against his lack of oxygen. "You'd better fucking NOT lose while you're in THIS team, buddy, or believe you me, I WILL FUC-" She was cut off by a hand gently unwrapping hers from around the boy's neck.
"Tsuki-chan, ochitsuki nasai." Malfoy shot her a quick look of gratitude as he was placed back on the ground. "There are always reserves if he fails." Malfoy quickly took back his look of gratitude and resent a look of resentment. Yurika simply smiled sweetly at him and patted his head.
"This is why we don't mess with tall people," she turned and grabbed the very confused Tsukino and dragged her towards Captain Slytherin. "This," she gestured towards the girl staring dazedly at the tall boy in front of her, "wants to be a Beater."
Captain Slytherin blinked, staring between Yurika, Malfoy, Crabbe-'n'-Goyle-Makin'-Daisy-Chains and the Too-Close-For-Comfort Tsukino in a shocked stupor. Upon realising exactly HOW close Tsukino was, he abruptly stepped back a few feet, only to have her follow. This continued on for a few metres or so, until he was backed up against the stands at the sidelines.
Yurika grinned sweetly and followed close behind. Walking up to Captain Slytherin, she put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, it only attacks Malfoy."
Tsuki blinked and stopped staring at Captain Slytherin. "It? Ooo, is there a puppy around???" Without giving Yurika time to answer, she started searching the stands behind Captain Slytherin. "Koinu, koinu!!! doko ni iru no??"
Captain Slytherin blinked and turned to Yurika again. "Does she KNOW she's only wearing pyjamas?"
Yurika looked over to where Tsuki was climbing up the sides of the stands, completely ignoring the stairs next to her. "Probably not."
The rest of the Slytherin Quidditch team/team hopefuls ran up to join them, Crabbe, Goyle, Daisy Chains 'n' all. "Oi, Daniel, when are the trials starting?"
Captain Slytherin, now known as Daniel Patterson, looked up at one of the seasoned Chasers. "As soon as that girl gets back."
Yurika looked around him to the fast disappearing dot that was Tsukino. "Let's just start without her."
The team nodded its approval.
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Harry, Hermione, Ron, Lee and Fred were sitting at the Gryffindor table at dinner, staring at Yurika and Tsukino, who were sitting across the table from them, in a shocked stupor. A distant part of their minds was vaguely aware that both girls were actually recounting the day's Quidditch trials, but they didn't seem to be able to process that information at that particular moment. Yurika was wearing a knee-length denim skirt, a blue shirt and a denim jacket, but that wasn't the surprising thing. The thing that shocked them was the fact that she was casually tossing a Slytherin Quaffle in the air and catching it as she spoke, half-ignoring everybody and talking very animatedly. Tsukino, on the other hand, gave more reason to stare than Yurika - she was wearing what Dean called 'an England football shirt' over her pyjamas - but it was the way she was sitting so quietly, only chiming in every so often with a (rather loud) comment that was startling her friends. Also, Fred was rather disturbed by the way she toyed with a new plushie keyring and kept shooting him sly looks from under her eyelashes.
The fact that the entire Slytherin table was gazing at them with some sort of grudging respect probably didn't help their sanity either.
"Hey, are you listening?" Tsukino shot another coy look at Fred before resuming her glare upon Ron, who promptly blushed and switched his gaze from Yurika to the girl in front of him. Yurika sighed.
"Of course they're listening, ne?" Yurika smiled at Tsukino and swapped her gaze back to the group in front of her. "Didn't you think it was really cool how Tsukino blew up the entire Gryffindor Tower?"
Ron nodded vigourously. "Very nice."
The others-minus-Fred blinked. "WHAT?!"
Yurika nodded to Tsukino. "Saa, they're listening now." Tsukino smiled happily and the Gryffindors glared at the pair.
Yurika patiently ignored the glares and waited for Tsukino to speak, sighing when the girl kept up her obvious 'I'm-going-to-seduce-you-then-kill-you' looks at Fred. "To cut a long story short, Tsuki-chan is now a Beater and I'm a Chaser in the Quidditch Team."
The table stopped and stared at her. "WHAT?!"
The Slytherins on the table behind them started cheering at the reaction.
Tsukino looked around with a semi-confused look upon her face before turning to Yurika, who sighed again and made a dismissive motion with her hand. "Saa, 'tte ne."
Hermione pulled a little book out of her pocket and began leafing through it furiously. The rest of the table sat down looking quite ill - Fred looking VERY ill - but Ron was just pure pissed. He leaned forward, slamming his hands down onto the table and glared at the pair.
"YOU'RE ON THE *WHAT* TEAM?!"
Yurika looked up at him in shock, while Tsukino flicked her attention from Fred to him momentarily. "We're on the Slytherin team. We're in the Slytherin house, deshou? SO we WOULD be on the Slytherin team." She turned to Yurika. "Nee, Kei-chan?"
Yurika nodded. "Just because we're your friends too doesn't mean that we can't play the game."
Hermione seemed to be getting very fustrated with her little book, Lee, Harry and Fred gave the girls dubious looks of understanding, the rest of the table had gone back to eating, the Slytherin 5th Year Girls seemed pissed at the mention of the word 'Friend' and Ron continued glaring at them.
"Look, we've NEVER been beaten by those bloody snakes in 4 years at Quidditch! We're not about to start losing just because YOU TWO are on the team!" Tsukino glared at him angrily and Yurika lost some of her recently regained cool. "Yurika, one of your friends is the SEEKER in that team and Sukino, TWO of yours! HOW COULD YOU GO AND DO SOMETHING SO-"
"So utterly selfish as to actually WANT to play one of the games both you AND us love?!?! It's not OUR fault we're Slytheri- Uhm, yeah, JUST SHUT UP!" Tsukino mentally hit herself. 'Nice recovery, dammit!'
By this stage the entire hall was watching in interest, and Fred was starting to pull on Ron's jersey. Ron paid no heed to his friends and continued glaring at the girls. "LISTEN, IF YOU TWO JUST WANT TO GO AND STAB YOUR OWN *FRIENDS* IN THE BACK LIKE THA-"
Yurika cut him off. "Well EXCUSE ME if I'm a 'Bloody Snake', if you have a problem with that go and sort it out with the Sorting Hat!!" She turned on her heel and quickly walked to the door, kicking her shoes off at the threshold and running towards the main staircase.
"A, Kei-chan!" Tsukino turned away from the door and glared at Ron again. "naki-saseta n'da, BAKA!!!!!!!!!!" She threw the keyring to Fred as tears started welling in her eyes, "RON NO BAKA!!!!!!!!!!!"
A flash of white filled the room and the occupants shielded their eyes momentarily. When the light had faded, Tsukino was gone, a very dazed Ron was staring from the door to the spot Tsukino had just been and the keyring was missing from the tabletop, and even more dazed George sitting in its place.
"Ron..." Harry started, "I really think you overreacted. They weren't tryi-"
Ron shot him a glare and turned back to his food. "Just shut up, Harry."
The hall remained silent for a few moments and then the chatter returned, although that particular section of the Gryffindor table remained silent. George slid off the table and into the seat previously occupied by Tsukino and Fred gave him a slight nod in greeting. Lee looked fairly shocked and somewhat guilty for not telling Ron to shut up, Harry looked upset and Ron's face was bordering on the fine line between anger and guilt.
The Slytherin table was radiating an air of jubilance, and Hermione was completely oblivious to all happenings and leafing through her little book.
The tense silence between the friends was broken a few moments later. "HA! I found it!"
The group turned to stare at her in mild shock. "Found what, Hermione?" George asked, mentally debating on eating despite the heavy atmosphere.
Hermione just grinned triumphantly at him and turned to Ron. "Ron, the last thing she called you was an idiot."
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'Ron no BAKA... Who does he think he is, acting like that?! That stupid idiot has no control over what I do, why the hell should he care if I'm in the team or not?!?!' Crowds of students hastily parted as Yurika came racing down the hallway, head down and with tears in her eyes.
'It's none of his business and DAMMIT!! Why am I crying!!!?' She turned towards one of the staircases leading down to the dungeons, more out of habit than anything else. 'I shouldn't be crying over something as pathetic as that pathetic loser, he's too bloody nosey and immature little gaki and WHY THE HELL AM I CRYING?!?!?!
>--CrASh--
Yurika swayed on her feet a little and would have lost her balance had it not been for the man she'd just run into. The man gripped her arms just above the elbows and carefully righted her before looking into her face.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Yurika blinked for a moment before pulling herself out of his grasp. She was NOT in the mood to be patronized. "Yeah, I'm fine... Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going."
She started to walk back down the corridor before he called out to her, "Oi, wait!" She ignored the man and continued walking - the sooner she got to her bed the sooner she got to Kitsu, and the sooner she got to Kitsu the better.
She froze when the man grabbed her shoulders and held her still. Without turning her around, he spoke to her back, "Listen, you're obviously upset, and I'm new here and don't know my way around the dungeons..." Upon receiving no response, he continued, "Why don't you show me the way out of here and I'll make you some hot chocolate in my office? On the house."
Yurika turned around and watched the man's smiling face, carefully checking for any signs of trickery or deceit. There were none.
With a reluctant sigh she wiped her eyes and smiled shakily back. "Can you make it green tea?"
The stranger only gave a surprised nod.
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"Okay, on three, we hit this spot..." Kitsu yawned. He was sleepy.
Although Tsukino was a little more openly emotional than Yurika, she dealt with her fustrations in a completely different manner. Especially when they were fustrations like THESE.
She had a completely ANNOYING habit of getting upset whenever her friend come sister come stalker did. Tsukino couldn't understand why Ron had gone off like he had, nor why Yurika had reacted so strongly... There had been something about the two of them in Potions, now she thought about it, but if they were going out or anything Yurika would've told her... And she'd have sensed it, too... Besides, Yurika got upset easily when somebody broke her trust and, contrary to appearances, Yurika trusted very easily.
And Ron was just Ron. Fred and George had told her about his moodswings and his aura was erratic enough to proove the fact that he was insecure and unstable... Very much so. And the fact that he could hold a grudge longer than anyone she knew, while being incapable of holding a grudge for a decent reason.
But anyway, psycho-analyzing Ron was NOT the reason she'd taken Kitsu out to the Forbidden Forest. After disappearing from the hall, yelling at herself for crying and collecting a few random objects from around the school - mainly personal belongings and a few photographs - she wrote a quick note to Yurika and left it on her pillow before taking Kitsu and leaving. She knew Yurika would take the long way and she knew that she needed to vent her fustration. Fustrations were not good. Fustrations made her cry.
And that little fact was why she was currently 'training' Kitsu in the Out-Of-Bounds area of the school. She needed to vent fustration, which meant pure, total and utter destruction.
With a nice, healthy dose of revenge chucked in for good measure.
"1... 2... 3!" Kitsu let out a stream of fire and the picture of Parkinson was quickly burned to a crisp.
Tsukino nodded approvingly. "Good, good..." She rummaged through the small bag she'd brought with her and pulled out what seemed to be an extremely expensive watch with the initials S.S. carved into the edge of the dial. She held it in front of the fire kitsune's face and pointed out several parts of it.
"Now, look... If you just fry it like you usually do, it could take about a minute to melt all the gold and this diamond just isn't going to go... But look..." She turned it on it's side slightly and pointed to a small dent in the side. "If you concentrate your flame on this area, it should go straight away!"
Kitsu nodded in understanding and Tsuki held the watch up by a strap. "Okay, on three..." Kitsu got ready. "One... Two... Three!"
>--!BanG!--
Tsukino blew a strand of singed hair from her face and quickly sweeped her eyes over the small grove, ignoring the Centaurs and checking for any pieces of the now-shattered watch. There were none.
"You're doing really well at this!! Just wait till we show Kei-chan..." She turned and started rummaging through her bag before pulling out another photograph. "See the red hair here, I want you to incinerate that completely before moving onto freckle, face and body work..."
Kitsu yawned.
He was sleepy.
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"Seriously, what DID you think you were doing??" Fred feigned an atitude of indifference as he flicked a yo-yo with his right hand and looked over his left shoulder at his brother.
"She went and joined their stupid team!! It wasn't like I had a choice or anything, she betrayed us!" As soon as the ruckus in the hall had died down and they'd finished their meals, Fred and George had grabbed Ron and hauled him off towards the nearest empty classroom, telling Hermione and Harry that they'd call for them when they were ready.
Fred was sitting on the teacher's desk with his back to the classroom, light-up yo-yo in hand and, when he wasn't looking at his brothers, an expression of deep thought on his face. George was sitting on one of the benches - it was one of the few above-ground potions labs - watching his younger brother intently. Said younger brother was pacing up and down, fustrated, angry and annoyed, all previous escape attempts having been thwarted when his brothers stole his wand and placed a damn unbreakable SOMETHING on the door that they'd learnt from Tsukino.
George decided to point out the obvious. "Exactly, she joined THEIR team - the one she's on! What's wrong with wanting to play the game?" He paused. "Anyway, why didn't you get mad at Tsuki?"
Ron shot him the Glare of Death. He was NOT happy. First of all, why the hell did those two join the Slytherin's team ANYWAY!? They KNEW Harry was the Seeker in the Gryffindor team and yet they still went into direct competition with him?? WILLINGLY? Somewhere in the back of his mind there was this familiar, annoying, nagging feeling telling him that he was overreacting, that he was wrong to go off like that, but - like always - he pushed it aside and ignored it.
Fred broke the silence with a well-aimed glare and sarcastic remark. "Well, I hope you feel good about yourself, you managed to make TWO girls cry today, both of whom call you their friend."
Ron winced - his words had hit home, but he tried to cover it up with forced indifference. "I didn't mean to make them cry, it's not my fault if they're stupid over-emotional idiots! Bloody hell, you say one wrong word to them and-"
"All the girls who have ever called you friend have ended up in tears because of one of your stupid 'wrong words'." Ron froze and Fred continued on. "I'm surprised Hermione even talks to you after last year, and the years before you. And I'll be surprised if they'll talk to you either."
Ron sighed and stopped pacing to lean on one of the desks, "Look, I really wasn't trying to make them cry... I was just angry."
Fred gave up control and exploded, slamming his fist on the desk as he turned around, "But you had no right to be angry in the first place!"
Ron took a step back, while George took a few steps forwards to place a calming hand on his brother's shoulder. "What he means, Ron, is that you completely overreacted and made a bloody prick out of yourself for no reason whatsoever."
Fred nodded. "And you should apologize."
"WHAT!?"
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Yurika emerged from the office completely refreshed and revitalized - that man had known his herbal tea. He'd taken her in, made her Japanese green tea, given her some biscuits and then sat down across from her and talked about himself and a little bit about not making scenes in front of the school if one valued their reputation. He told her that his name was Professeur Terrop and he was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, a statement to which Yurika replied with 'Damn, and I was just getting to like you too. What colour flowers would you like at your funeral, sir?'
He confiscated one of her biscuits for that.
The conversation ended with him offering his office to her whenever she may need it, and that if she was ever upset again just to come and find him. He'd never asked her what was wrong.
She was still mad at Ron though.
And she WASN'T going to talk to him until he apologized, DAMMIT!
"Ah! There you are!" It seemed to be Yurika's day for bumping into people, the third of these being Hermione (the first of which was actually part of the Quidditch stands, encountered whilst chasing Tsuki in an attempt to get Captain Slytherin far away from the other end of the bat she was holding), who seemed to have that look of 'I was looking for you, where have you been?' about her.
"Listen, don't worry about what Ron said, he was just being an idiot, he's like that sometimes..." She trailed off, looking into the classroom windows around her. "Ah! There's one!!" Grabbing Yurika by the arm and leaving no time for protests she dragged her into the nearest classroom and shut the door.
She grinned as she turned around and faced Yurika, perching herself on top of the nearest desk, "Girl Talk."
G¬I¬R¬L¬*¬T¬A¬L¬K
Out of the three entirely different people she'd met that day, it didn't take long for Yurika to decide which one she liked best. If it wasn't for the Biscuit Confiscation, Proffeseur Terrop would've won hands down, but, as it was, the Pole was winning by a landslide.
Somewhere in the back of her mind Yurika was vaguely aware of the fact that Hermione was speaking to her, and that she should probably have been paying attention. But she was and she wasn't, so there was no point in remeding the situation until Hermione noticed.
"Hey, are you listening?? Yurika??" Well, too late for that, thought Yurika.
"Yeah, I am."
"Alright then, well, I was asking you why you got so upset when he accused you of being a traitor?" She paused to think. "And howcome he only went after you? Why not Tsukino?"
Yurika shrugged, "I didn't and I don't know."
Hermione narrowed her eyes. "Hey, you don't seem very worried about this at all. What if he won't speak to you? He does that alot, you know."
"Good. I don't plan on speaking to him."
Hermione choked. Rather severely.
Yurika turned around and left the room.
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Japanese Phrases / Words
ochitsuki-nasai = Please calm down
koinu = Puppy (literally 'child dog')
doko ni iru no? = Where are you?
saa = Well (sorta like 'Well,' at the beginning of a sentance and such)
saa 'tte ne = No real translation. Sorta like 'whatever'.
naki-saseta n'da = You made her cry!
BAKA = Everybody should know what this means... 'Idiot'. Basically.
Notes
Once again, we're really really sorry that we took so long! NOW I CAN TALK LIKE DEATH IN DISCWORLD! No you can't Kei-chan, he talks in Small-Caps. ¬¬; ANYWAY, we sorta just had a writer's block, I guess ^^; Plus there weren't many reviews to live off! *hint hint* Come on, review, you know you want to *aims machine gun* You KNOW you want to... If you don't, Kei-chan will bring out random sharp pointy random objects
The Hermione-Girl Talk thing is: Well, Hermione's never been very good at consoling people or saying the right thing. =P So naturally she takes Yurika aside to say stuff that WOULD have been consoling, had she needed it.......
Review! ^^; Jaa!