Okay, here's chapter 4. I own no one unless I tell you I do. Alrighty then? On with this chapter! Man, I really hater writting disclaimers.......
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After long dissicussion, it was decided that Lita could stay. Some weren't happy about this, some were, and some didn't seem to care either way. For three weeks, Heero was trying to get her alone, but she always seemed to be with either Duo or Quatre. Then she started hanging around Wufei, begging him to teach her his sword techniques. He soon caved just to get her off of his back.
It seemed that the harder that Heero tried to find her alone, the less effective it was. Deciding to try reverse tatcis, he stopped trying to find her by herself in the laundry room {What? Vampires have to have clean clothes, too.} or in the kitchen, where she spent most of her time either fixing food or eating enough to feed ten people. And soon enough, his stratagy worked and he cornered her one day in one of the libraries in the Sout Wing.
"Never expected to see you here," she said in her usual light and airy tone.
"I believe that I have just as much freedom in this mansion as you do. Maybe more," Heero said in his monotone voice.
"When we were young, you couldn't be beaten into a library with a stick," she said, continuing to scan the shelves of books, keeping her back to him and her tone cool.
"Yes, and we couldn't beat you out of one," Heero reminded.
"Is there something you want, Yuy," she asked, looking down at him from her perch on the rolling ladder.
"Oh, so now I'm back to being 'Yuy', huh," he asked. "I thought that we had finally gotten over that little speed bump."
"We hit the reverse pedal," she said, glaring at him.
"But shouldn't you call me 'Heero'," he mocked. "We did live under the same roof for a whole century."
"I'll call you whatever I damn well please," she scoffed, pushing the ladder further down the wall-to-wall book cases.
"You act just like your mother," he said with clam indifference.
"And you're an ass, just like your father," she growled.
"You mean 'our father'," Heero corrected.
"That man is no father of mine," she spat viciously. "That man was never anything to me except my tormentor."
"And yet, you've lived with him for centuries now," Heero pointed out.
"That man isn't my father as far as I'm concerned," Lita said, once more taking on that aloof tone. "He has never even claimed me as his own. As far as I care, he always was and always will be Treeze and nothing more."
"Whatever you say, kitten," Heero said.
"Don't ever call me that again," she roared. The roar shook the room and a few books even fell off of their shelves. Lita stacked them neatly in a desk in the middle of the room and then stormed out, leaving Heero staring after her blankly.
"You're hurting, little sister," he whispered. "You know what happenes when you get upset."
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Sorry, that I keep cutting these chapters short, but it's 1:06 in the morning and I need to get some sleep. I'm gonna leave you with a cliff-hanger and see what you people think about it. Alright? I'm coming up with ideas for a sequal to this one and maybe there will even be one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. Okay, that get's annoying after awhile, huh? Well, you guys found out some intresting info about Lita's past if you were paying attention. Let me know how you like this story. Later Days, Loyal Readers! Review!
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After long dissicussion, it was decided that Lita could stay. Some weren't happy about this, some were, and some didn't seem to care either way. For three weeks, Heero was trying to get her alone, but she always seemed to be with either Duo or Quatre. Then she started hanging around Wufei, begging him to teach her his sword techniques. He soon caved just to get her off of his back.
It seemed that the harder that Heero tried to find her alone, the less effective it was. Deciding to try reverse tatcis, he stopped trying to find her by herself in the laundry room {What? Vampires have to have clean clothes, too.} or in the kitchen, where she spent most of her time either fixing food or eating enough to feed ten people. And soon enough, his stratagy worked and he cornered her one day in one of the libraries in the Sout Wing.
"Never expected to see you here," she said in her usual light and airy tone.
"I believe that I have just as much freedom in this mansion as you do. Maybe more," Heero said in his monotone voice.
"When we were young, you couldn't be beaten into a library with a stick," she said, continuing to scan the shelves of books, keeping her back to him and her tone cool.
"Yes, and we couldn't beat you out of one," Heero reminded.
"Is there something you want, Yuy," she asked, looking down at him from her perch on the rolling ladder.
"Oh, so now I'm back to being 'Yuy', huh," he asked. "I thought that we had finally gotten over that little speed bump."
"We hit the reverse pedal," she said, glaring at him.
"But shouldn't you call me 'Heero'," he mocked. "We did live under the same roof for a whole century."
"I'll call you whatever I damn well please," she scoffed, pushing the ladder further down the wall-to-wall book cases.
"You act just like your mother," he said with clam indifference.
"And you're an ass, just like your father," she growled.
"You mean 'our father'," Heero corrected.
"That man is no father of mine," she spat viciously. "That man was never anything to me except my tormentor."
"And yet, you've lived with him for centuries now," Heero pointed out.
"That man isn't my father as far as I'm concerned," Lita said, once more taking on that aloof tone. "He has never even claimed me as his own. As far as I care, he always was and always will be Treeze and nothing more."
"Whatever you say, kitten," Heero said.
"Don't ever call me that again," she roared. The roar shook the room and a few books even fell off of their shelves. Lita stacked them neatly in a desk in the middle of the room and then stormed out, leaving Heero staring after her blankly.
"You're hurting, little sister," he whispered. "You know what happenes when you get upset."
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Sorry, that I keep cutting these chapters short, but it's 1:06 in the morning and I need to get some sleep. I'm gonna leave you with a cliff-hanger and see what you people think about it. Alright? I'm coming up with ideas for a sequal to this one and maybe there will even be one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. And one after that. Okay, that get's annoying after awhile, huh? Well, you guys found out some intresting info about Lita's past if you were paying attention. Let me know how you like this story. Later Days, Loyal Readers! Review!