It's amazing! I actually got chapter four out! It's the second to last chapter! Be amazed!

...and in the next chapter you properly find out why the fic is called "Water", and hate me forever and ever and ever. =P.

To answer MalikKitsune's question... I can't draw Enzan or Netto. x.x Why don't you draw something for it instead?

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Another drop of water fell onto the sleeping boy's face, further soaking his hair and the collar of his vest. Seconds after the drop fell another one quickly followed it. Through the dripping the boy slept on, oblivious to the large puddle building on his desk.

Just as the water was about to spill over the edge of the desk and onto the rich carpeting, a clock clicked six and the radio turned on. Instantly, as though he had been awake the entire time, the boy's head snapped up, eyes peering alertly through the dim dawn light.

"Good morning, Enzan-sama."

"Good morning, Blues. Anything on the agenda today?"

"Nothing. You have the day off."

Enzan nodded and stood up to stretch. It was rare that there was a day during which he wasn't forever rushing between meetings and net-battles. But when the days did come, as they did at times, Enzan was always at a loss for what to do. He could never decide on an activity, being far too accustomed to moving through his days based on a schedule.

"What will you be doing today, Enzan-sama?"

"I'm not sure. Perhaps I'll go somewhere."

As he said this, he remembered something a member of one of yesterday's meetings had said in hushed tones to her neighbor.

'That Ijuuin boy shouldn't be here. He should be out playing, like the rest of the children his age.'

"Maybe… I'll go to the park."

"The park, Enzan?"

"Why not?"

"I understand."

The net-battler almost yelled at his Navi at this. 'You understand?' he wanted to shout, 'Then explain it to me, because I don't!' But he stayed quiet. Something else was nagging him. What purpose could he have to go to the park alone? He pondered this a while, pacing around his expansive study. Suddenly, he looked down to see that he was holding a phone in his hand, index finger hovering over the "Talk" button. Checking the number, Enzan was very annoyed to discover that he had been calling Netto.

"Damn you, Hikari…!"

"What was that, Enzan-sama?"

"Nothing."

The last thing Enzan wanted was for Blues to become any more suspicious. Despite this, and his brain's numerous protests, Enzan pounded the button under his finger, effectively placing the call.

"Hello?"

For a second, Enzan paused, unsure of what to say. It wasn't supposed to be this hard to speak to Netto.

"Good morning, Hikari."

After much thinking, that was the only phrase he had been able to muster. He could only hope that his voice had kept its customary cool despite his inner turmoil. It would most definitely not do to let Blues see how rattled he was.

"Enzan? What are you doing, calling me so early?"

'Excellent question,' Enzan thought, 'I wish I knew.'

"Polite as ever, I see."

He was only stalling for time, however, and wasn't truly upset. He was desperately searching for some way to excuse the phone call, not only to himself, but to Blues and Netto as well.

"If you're just calling to insult me…"

"I'm not."

The reply was instant, totally unexpected, and took both boy and Navi by surprise.

"Enzan-sama…"

Enzan ignored him, knowing that anything he had to say would not help in the least.

"Actually, I'd like to know if you'd like to come to the park with me. My physician decided I don't get out enough and need some fresh air."

Enzan was shocked at himself. For the second time in as many days, he was forced to conceive lies to excuse his calls to Netto.

"Okay. I'll come. When?"

Without being willed, a sigh of relief escaped Enzan. Mentally he smacked himself again: Netto's refusal would not have been a disappointment.

"In an hour or so. I'll come pick you up at your residence. Get ready, though, because I'm not going to wait on you."

He dropped the phone instantly, not wanting to hear Netto's response to his cutting tones.

"Blues, what's wrong with me?"

Blues began speaking in a slightly guarded tone.

"You're going on a date with your rival."

Enzan glared at his Navi before whacking the side of his head with his hand. There was no way in the world Blues could have said what he had thought he'd said… right? Not wanting to hear any more of this, Enzan shut off his PET. The last thing he needed was a smart-mouthed Navi.

He walked out of the mansion, the lack of work assuring him that he would not be needed or missed by the household. He decided on walking to Netto's house: the mile and a half walk would sufficiently tire him to prevent his mind from thinking too much if he did anything stupid.

A forty-five minute walk filled with unpleasant and confusing thoughts, including a memory of Blues' last statement, brought Enzan to Netto's doorstep. He said his hand to knock, but stopped just short of the door, letting his hand fall back to his side.

'Oh, what am I doing here?'

But he knew it was too late for thoughts like that. Shaking himself over, he rapped lightly on the door. There was no turning back now…

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Blah. That one was longer than the other ones, but the next one will be more than twice as long if all goes well. *picks up pen-written manuscript and compares it to type version* ._.; ... didn't I keep /anything/ the same?!

-Alona the Evil Authoress, Goddess of Angst, and Queen of Messing