A Secret of Love
Chapter 3
He had never realized it, until Nasuti had brought it to his attention. He'd never seen the daze expressions, or the long drawn out thoughts that were never shared. When with the others, he seemed normal; content, kind, and helpful. But . . . when all backs were turn, he slipped back into this melancholy state, whose reasons of coming had yet to reveal itself.
Regardless of what he denied, Shin was agitated by something. But what? Those "silly things" did not take what moments you had to yourself, and turn them into moments you wish you did not have?
He didn't know what bothered him more, Shin's silence of where his troubles came from, or for him not seeing this sooner! They had fought together, ate together, lived together, yet . . . it had been Nasuti who noticed this first.
She acted too much like a mother for her own good sometimes. Housing them, feeding them, worrying too much for her own good. This woman, he finally understood, wasn't as appreciated as she should have been.
"She does too much."
"Who?"
They all had been sitting around, nothing better to do on this rainy day then just to wait it out. Touma was reading a book, Shuu was playing a video game, and Seiji had asked the question.
"Nasuti."
"What do you-"
"Ahh! Not again! Stupid game!" The game once again got the better of Shuu, as "Game Over" flashed across the screen.
"Temper, Shuu. Imagine what Nasuti-san will do if you smash the TV?"
"Yeah, yeah," He ignored Touma, turned off his game, and flopped down on the couch," There isn't anything to do! Right, Shin? Hey Shin?" he nudged the boy next to him.
"Huh, yeah."
"You okay pal? You look out of it?"
"Yes, I'm fine. The rain's just making me a bit weary, that's all."
Shuu yawned, "Yeah, I know the feeling. Say, let's go out and do something?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know, maybe we can go out to eat?"
"We just ate," replied Touma, not looking up from his book.
"Umm, go see a movie?"
"Nope. We'll never agree on just one, and end up just wasting time and energy," again Touma had a point.
"Well then Mr. Smart guy, what do you suggest?"
"I don't know."
That was helpful.
Shuu shook his head. Oh what a boring day.
"I'm back," along with her arrival came the cooled air of the wind and rain, as she opened and shut the door with one hand, while the other held her bag of notes and such.
"Welcome back."
"Thanks, what are you guys up to?" She hung her jacket up in the closet.
"Oh, nothing! Absolutely nothing!" Shuu whined.
"Why do I find that hard to believe?"
"So what were you doing out in this nasty weather, Nasuti-san?" Shin asked.
"Well, I went to the library to drop off some books, and got caught up speaking with Miyuki-chan," it was hard not to noticed Touma's twitch when that name was mentioned.
"Oh, isn't that the girl who has a crush on-"
"What could you two have talked about for over a half hour?" Touma cut Ryo off.
"Since you asked, she was telling me about this dance she trying to organize to help raise money for the library. She seems to have every thing worked out, but is short on volunteers. Which reminds me, Touma-san, " she stared at him with what looked like an innocent expression, but had the gaze of what the hunter would have for its prey, "Miyuki-chan wanted me to remind you-"
"Hey, I know what we could do!" the blue haired boy jumped from his chair, "We can go dancing!"
"Dancing?"
"Touma, are you feeling alright?"
"I'm fine," he growled, "Look. I read in the paper that there's some new dance club that opened up somewhere down-town."
All eyes looked upon him with confusion and surprise that he, of all people, suggested this.
"Come on, it's indoors and something to do."
A long pause, then . . .
"Why not?"
"Let's do it!"
"Now wait a second, we can't just get up and go."
"Why not Nasuti?" It was Touma's turn to sport his deceiving expression.
"Well because it's already getting late, and-"
"We're not kids anymore, Nasuti. We can go out after dark by ourselves."
"Yes, but if memory recalls, you must be twenty-one or older to enter most of the clubs, and yes, Touma, I know that there are clubs that do accept those who are younger, but I also read the paper, and know for a fact that the only way you're going to get into the club you're intending is if you get a fake I.D., or-"
"Or if we're with someone who is twenty-one or older." All eyes were on her.
"Oh no, don't even think of it, and my answer is no. " She was intercepted before she could make her escaped to the kitchen by Touma.
"Now, now, Nasuti-san. Why are you so against going out to have some fun? It's not a blind date with a total stranger. It's simply an outing with five single young men? Are you afraid of being seen out with us?"
'Oh Touma-san, you are the clever one, trying to play the guilt card, but I will not be out done so easily!'
"No Touma-san, why would I be afraid to be seen with five attractive young men as yourselves. In fact, most girls would be flattered, but you see, I do have work to do that would be better spent in my study, then at a club. Besides, what would I wear?"
"What about the red dress," she shot Ryo a death-glare as soon as he had mention the red dress she had worn to his sixteenth birthday.
"That will work!"
"Oh come on-"
"Please Nasuti!"
"Pretty please?"
"Nasuti-san, please"
"Oh, not you to Shin," it had to be some conspiracy that she received four pairs of sad puppy dog eyes (Seiji was not included, Nasuti was very much grateful for) begging her to consent to going to the club with them. 'Damn you Touma!'
"Fine, I give, I'll go!" Shuu gave a loud cheer, as thank-yous were given on whim, and each headed for their rooms to change into proper attire for the evening.
She just stood there, shrugged her shoulders over, and gave a great sigh, "How do I get myself get talked into these things?"
Someone from behind patted her shoulder, as she looked to see Seiji out of the corner of her eye.
"If it makes you feel better," he started, "I have no desire to go either."
"Then why didn't you say anything?"
She actually saw him sigh this time; "He would have most likely used the same tactic on me," he turned and also headed for his room, and Nasuti didn't bother to question why. What she wanted was just to get this evening over with, and start planning her revenge on Touma.
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Sometime during the drive into town, a break in the clouds gave them just enough time to run and get to cover in the long club line, before the rain began to fall again.
Regardless to say, Nasuti was not in a very good mood. It was cold, and for someone who was wearing sleeveless, short red dress with a black bow on the front, it was very cold! And not to mention the two-hour wait line did not help matters either.
Eventually one of the guys had caved in and gave her one of their jackets, but that didn't much improve the situation.
'Oh, Touma, you are so going to get it when I find a way how,' Yes it was immature to be plotting revenge on the younger man, but it did help to distract her from the cold.
When the time finally came to enter the club, the only obstacle that stood in their path, was one big, bald bouncer, dressed in all black from head to toe.
Shove to the front by the other, she showed the bouncer her driver's licenses, and then by some miracle he must have just assumed that the five men behind her were also of age since he had said nothing at all when the six of them had entered. She supposed that being with the five men was somewhat intimidating, but by judging by the looks she receive from some of the women who were also waiting in the line, it could be a good thing as well.
The whole two-story room was literally pulsing with life! Lights of all colors kept flashing, music vibrated the floor, and the whole original theme of the club theme forgotten to the masses inside.
"This place is to cool!"
"And really loud!"
"Huh, what did you say?!"
"Nasuti-san?" Touma had moved though the others to now stand before of her, and took her hand, "Je vais danser avec vous?"
'What was he up to,' she thought, 'Well, wouldn't hurt to accept the offer?'
"Well, it's: 'Est-ce que j'ai ce dance?' and yes you may," she added a hair toss to that, as they both made their way to the dance floor, the others following in their own way.
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Time was made totally irrelevant it seemed, while Nasuti was literally dancing most of the night away. Her original idea of tonight's events was that the others would go off, and she would play the good chauffeur and quietly fade back until it was time to go home.
She couldn't have been any more wrong.
It seemed that every time the DJ went to the next track, she ended up dancing with a new partner. Her partners of the evening had mainly been Touma, Ryo, Shuu, or Shin, who switched off between songs, and, unless she was just imagining the whole thing, were keeping all other suitors away. But this was the least of her concerns though.
At one of the side tables found around the club, Nasuti sat alone rubbing her feet.
"Rule number one when dressing for night clubs. Never wear heels higher then an inch!" Thanks to the tight fit of her red high heels, and the occasional stepped on foot, her feet were ready to call it quits! But the others had disappeared back into the crowd, and it was very unlikely that she would be able to tack them down and convince them to head back for home now.
Then again, she was reluctant to leave herself, regardless of the condition of her toes.
Among the sea of people, she saw that one of her companions of the evening began to approach her lonely table, "Nasuti-san, why are you sitting here by yourself?"
"Letting my poor feet rest for a moment, Shin," she had taken her wicked shoes off, and had attempted to rub the life back into her foot, "Where are the others?"
"Not to sure, Shuu found someone else to dance with, and I think Touma and Ryo are trying to convince the bartender that they're of age."
"Let's pray whoever it is, is smart enough to ID? I do not want to deal with their hangovers tomorrow."
"I agree."
"Hmm," she breathed "What about Seiji? I don't think I have seen him since we got here?"
"Seiji . . . knowing him, he's probably hiding in the shadows somewhere."
How strange was it that the warrior of light, preferred to always hid away in the shadows, "What about you Shin? Find any cute girls to dance with?"
She knew he was blushing, "No, no one cuter then you."
"Oh stop," she laughed and lightly slapped his knee. He was sometimes too cute. As she took her first real look at him that night, and saw that he was wearing the black, button down shirt she bought for him for his birthday some time ago. For the longest time, the only thing she had ever seen him wearing was usually light color clothing, such as light blues and whites. So, she figured something dark would have been a nice change for him. Tonight was the first time she had every see him ever wear the dark garment, and needless to say, he looked very good in it.
A strange, unique tune over took the club, changed the mood of the club's heavy atmosphere somewhat.
"Is that what I think it is?"
"Swing music," they both looked on to see, some to very little people dance to the different sound. Most walked away from the dance floor, while others just made something up as they went along.
"It's been a while since I've heard swing."
"Do you know how to dance to that, Nasuti-san?"
"Not really, just know what I've seen on TV," swing dancing was more interesting to watch at times, then to move to.
Shin moved out of his chair, and held his hand out to her, "Shall we?"
"Shin, do you know how?"
"Maybe?" against her better judgment, and her ragging feet, she slipped back on the red heels, then accepted his offer.
"Shin-kun?"
"Yes?"
"If you step on my feet, you'll be in worst trouble then Touma-kun."
"Don't worry Nasuti-san," his hands gently grasped both of her hands, "I'll be careful," and with a spin, they started to dance.
It was an unrehearsed performance, but that did not seem to affect those who went on and watch the two turn and twist to the music flowing music.
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"Look, if you don't have an ID, then I can't give you anything other then water!"
"How many times do I have to tell you, I had a ride, so I didn't think of bringing my license."
"Maybe you should have, because if you did, then we wouldn't have this problem," tonight's bartender finished drying another glass, and placed it back on the rack.
"Come on, if they let us in here, don't you think we're old to have ourselves a shot?" Touma tried again to replace identity with common reasoning. All he got from the bartender was a look.
"Listen, if some underage kid gets past the bouncer, nobody is gonna' care, but if the same underage kid gets drunk, and is involved in some sort of accident, they're gonna' blame the guy who didn't check the ID of the brat before he did something stupid. So, no proof, no booze. Now scram before I call security!" It was hopeless for Touma to try any more with him, so he just left to regroup with Ryo on the other side of the bar.
"Any luck?"
"None what so ever! I never thought I would meet a bartender who cared enough to ID!" Touma and Ryo sat bar side for the moment, watching those who were dancing, and those who weren't.
"Hey guys! What's up?" Shuu came by and sat between the two.
"Nothing really, having fun Shuu?"
"Oh yeah! The time of my LIFE!" he flung an arm around Touma's shoulders, "Touma, you have no clue how much I owe you for talking Nasuti into coming here with us!"
"Ahh, don't mention it! Speaking of whom, where has our of age companion run off to?"
"The bathroom?"
"Look," Ryo pointed across the floor, to where the two dancers appeared from time to time.
"Check it out."
Shuu gave a low whistle, "They look like they're having fun."
"Yeah. Hmm. . . "
"What is it Touma?"
"Is it just me, or does it seem like those two have been a bit too cozy lately?"
"Cozy? What do you mean?" asked Shuu.
"Well, look at them. Every time those two are anywhere near each other, they're always smiling. And remember how they were practically cuddling during the movie?"
"They were?"
"No they weren't," Ryo stood up and stretched. The current song seemed to be winding down to its last notes, and he was in the mood to get back to the dance floor, "I don't know about you two, but I'm going to step in before Nasutis' dance card gets filled."
"You better hurry bud."
"Why?" Shuu pointed to a conniving Touma, who already was two steps ahead of Ryo.
"Hey!"
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The dancing drew on later into the evening, but the club's attendance only seemed to grow with each passing song. Soon, it came to the point where one couldn't even move without slamming into someone else, and with a club filled with this many people, it was quite easy to get lost with out notice.
"Excuse me, excuse me!" All she had done was take her eyes off the boys for one moment, before the crowd swept them away and left her alone yet surrounded, "Excuse me, hey!" she had been bumped to hard that time, knocking her balance off, and nearly sending her to the floor!
Before the tumble could become fatal, an angel lay in wait to catch her.
"Huh?" she had been staring at the floor, when the hand that now held her arms below the shoulders, brought her back to her feet.
"I am so sorry; I didn't mean to fall on you like that. It was-"
"Nasuti-san?"
"Seiji?" she didn't know whether to be embarrassed or shocked! Embarrassed that he caught her, or shocked that he had been there to catch her!
"Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I've lost the others though, have you see them?"
"No, crowd is too dense."
"Great," she muttered, "Let's try towards the walls. Maybe we can meet them over there," he nodded, and the two tried again to push their way through the crowd, when once again, the music held command over its movement.
Though the course of that evening, many different variations of rhythms had made their way very well known. Mainly those with a fast and upbeat tempo, or heavy and loud rock! Then, every so often a joker of genera would be thrown in, such as the swing music that had been played early, or soft, easy music meant for those who need a slow dance to let their hearts calm them.
Left and right of them, couples began pairing up, and began to closely dance with one another.
"Now what?" even with the decrease in speed, the club felt even more packed then ever! However, Seiji seemed to come up a simple solution.
Like any gentleman of this modern era, he reached out for Nasuti' hands, laying one upon his shoulder, while one of his lightly gasped her waist, "When in Rome?" he said.
"Okay," she followed his example, as they danced rocking back and forth, side to side.
"So Seiji, " she tried small talk to lighten the awkward moment, "Where have you been all evening?"
"Around."
"Oh, so have you been dancing at all?"
"No."
"Alright," to say the least, Seiji was not one she expected herself to dance with that evening, but like he said, When in Rome, dance?
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"What time is it?"
"After two I think," to confirm this, he checked his watch, "Make that fifteen till three, Shuu," the song change left the boys to retreat to a table similar to one Nasuti had been perched at early that evening.
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm just about ready to go home."
"Tired already Ryo?"
"Yes!"
"Oh."
"So I guess all we need now is to find Nasuti and Seiji, and hit the road!"
"Where did those two run off to?"
"Found them," Touma announced so nonchalantly.
"Where?" looking both ways, Shuu trying to spot them.
He pointed forward, "They're out there dancing."
"Seiji's dancing!?"
"How can you tell?" asked Shin.
"He's the only natural blond out there, look," with that noted, it wasn't that much harder to spot the duo. Seiji had taken what looked to be the lead, while Nasuti rocked to his pace, keeping her eyes to the floor.
"Heh, looks like Shin has some competition now."
"What are you talking about Shuu?"
Shuu, Touma, and Ryo looked to each other, seeing who was best suited to explain to Shin about their little theory.
"Well, I mean . . .well- aren't you two like . . .involved."
"No, of course not! What would make you think that?"
"Well, you know . . ."
"You guys have been acting pretty friendly lately. We just thought that you might be going out or something."
Shin was too dumbfounded to speak for a moment. What could make them even assume something like that? "Look, if Nasuti-san and I were dating, don't you think that everyone here would know. Besides, she's more like a sister then anything, why not be friendly?"
"He has a point."
"Come on, let's break up the love birds and get out of here. Hopefully before Seiji does something more unexpected then dancing with Nasuti."
"Like what Touma?"
"Asks her out!"
All four were on agreement with that.
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The days that followed were not as festive as the others would have liked. Reality was still there to whack them upside the head with schoolwork.
Life at the manor returned to its routine of the four boys waking up, and heading off to school, then coming home and doing homework. This routine was slightly different for Shin and Nasuti. Shin, unlike the others, was a year ahead, and instead of enjoying his final year of high school, was instead attending his first year of college.
The nice thing about college was, you were allowed to choose your classes, and on certain days, were allowed to sleep in. The draw back was the note taking, the lectures, studying for exams, term papers, not to mention the homework alone could drive you crazy, if you didn't have a decent supply of caffeine on hand.
And then there was Nasuti, who was not only teaching at the University, but was actually a student there herself. At twenty-two, she was not only teaching the tales of past heroes and foes, but often attended many night courses to achieve her Master's degree in Fine Literature.
She was usually the first to wake (unless Seiji beat her to it when he awoke to meditate) and the last to come home in order to complete all the worked she had to deal with.
Today though, it would be Shin who would arrive home before sunset.
Right after his last class ended around four; he headed straight for the library. He was majoring in marine biology, which meant for him that unless he wanted to score poorly on an upcoming test, it was time to study!
So after a few hours of hitting the books, and an unexpected meeting with the mysterious Miyuki-chan, he finally hoped the next train for home.
It was then, as he walked the final length up the hill, towards the house, when he noticed a familiar someone standing at the dock, watching the sun dip lower into the horizon.
"One of my favorite pastimes, I have found at my age, has been watching the sun set. For the younger generations, it may seem like a waste of time, but that may be only because they do not have the patience to appreciate it. At one time, I may have been like that too, but now I realize that it was important for me to watch such a sight, since there may come a time, where I would never be allowed to see such splendor again."
That is what he had told her, when she had first asked him why he sat there every evening before and after nightfall.
"Oh grandfather," she sighed, "I wish you were still here."
The minutes moved slowly, and like every day, since the first when she had sat there with her grandfather at age twelve, and fell asleep in his lap, she gazed outward towards the lake, and watched past the glimmer and the colors, to the space in-between where her memories lied.
"Want some company?"
"Shin?" She turned to greet him, "Did you just get here?"
"Yeah, I was just about to head in when I saw you out here."
"I see. Well then, yes, some company would be nice for a change."
The silence that was present between them was welcome, but maybe because Shin had sat in a silent library for a few hours, he was sort of itching to speak.
"So, I finally got to meet Miyuki-chan."
"Really? She's working tonight?"
He nodded, "I think I now know why Touma is so reluctant to talk about her. She's pretty cute."
"I'm not sure, but I don't think that's the actually reason," she laugh softly, and then sighed, "Such a nice evening." Standing side-by-side, they looked ahead to the site which slowing awaited conclusion. The day that now slipped away had been beautiful, and had no need to prelude what night awaited them. Cool breezes gently wafted away the lingering warmth that the sun's rays had cast down.
"It is, isn't it," he looked over at her as the last of the fading light softly set its glow upon her. 'Miyuki-chan isn't the only cute girl Touma should worry about.'
She caught his gaze, but instead of a smile, it was an expression of much thought, and concern.
"Shin," her voice was low, but somewhat on the verge of being upset, "I didn't want to bring this up until I knew more, but there is something I need to ask you about."
"What is it?"
"Has- is there something that has been-, "she slowly sighed, "Is there something wrong, Shin?"
"What? No, of course not! I'm fine," he moved to be away from her, but he was stopped by her hold on his hand.
"Shin listen, I know this could all be just my imagination- for all I know there could be nothing wrong, but- lately you just seem troubled, and -," the words she needed gave her a hard time finding their way to her tongue, "I'm- I can't help but worry there is something that is really bothering you, and that it might-," his other hand was lifted to cover hers.
"Nasuti-san, there is nothing to worry about. Yes, something has been troubling me, but it isn't something that's life threatening. Please don't worry anymore Nasuti-san. It my problem and I can handle it. Besides, if you do any more worrying, you'll soon have wrinkles."
"I'm bound to be plagued by them anyways from all five of you," she laughed, "But Shin, if there is anything that you want to talk about anything, I'm here to listen."
There to listen. They sounded so simple those words. Anyone could listen, but could she accept what he had dealt with? Would his words scare her away?
But this was Nasuti, and after being in her company as long as he had, would it change her? Would it change what she thought of him?
Could he tell her? A part of him wanted to tell someone for longer then his heart would let him. That is what humans did after all; express them to find comfort, or understanding. But another part kept him from it.
He sat down again. There was just so much, so many questions, so many feelings, too many thoughts.
"Shin?" her touch was like a mother's, full of warmth, care, and trust.
"I," Did he really want to do this? "I sorta," Even with the costs? "I like someone."
"Is that it? Oh Shin, if it's just a girl problem, then-"
"It's not a- let's just say if it was a girl, then there wouldn't be a problem."
'If it was a girl?' She hadn't mean to gasp, but somehow she did, "Shin, are you-"
He nodded.
So that was it. The truth was now known, and here was the climax that would confirm what his heart did not want.
What he got was just the opposite.
A hug.
Two arms from behind circled his shoulders, and held him so close that he was completely overwhelmed by her warmth and her scent.
"N-Nasuti-san! You're- Why are you hugging me?"
"Because I think you needed a hug," a part of him actually ached when she pulled away to face him.
"Oh Shin, I was so worried that it was something worse."
"You're not upset?"
"Upset? Now Shin, why would I be upset? I mean, I'm certainly surprised, most would be. Is that what you were worried about?"
"Yeah...kinda'."
She leaned in close, "Can I tell you a secret? I have kept in touch with a pen pal from Paris, who I have been writing to for about six years now. Over that time, he would always refer to a lover of his who he was completely obsessed with. Now being the romantic that I am, I was determined to find out more about this person he was devoted to. I finally got my chance when I went back to visit him in, and guess what I found out. The "she" who I thought it to be was a "he" indeed."
Shin, could only stare, so she got to her point.
"It was an eye opener for me, but then I realized something. You must love whoever your heart tells you is right. And a person should not be thought of differently for that. Am I right Shin-kun?"
Warm, that's all he could feel just then. Warm, and free.
"You are right Nasuti-san. Oh no."
"What?"
"We've missed the sunset," stars lifted to their seats, as darkness overcame the light.
She stood, "There is always tomorrow. "
He followed.
"Don't worry Shin, I won't tell the others. We'll keep this to ourselves."
"It seems that I have to much to thank you for Nasuti-san."
"You can make it up to me by preparing dinner for the rest of the week," the worn path before them, was one they had both taken many times. Each time, it was to either to escape, or to return to whatever existed in the real world.
She took his hand again. This time not willing to let go, for this gesture said more then Shin could hope. I'm going to be right here if you need me. No matter what.
He should have none better. But with every thing said and done, somehow the cold dull feeling that would sit within him, now no longer had volume where it mattered. There was just this warmth, Nasuti's warmth that she so willingly gave. The warmth he was so worried of losing.
"You guys have been acting pretty friendly lately. We just thought that you might be going out or something."
'To go out with Nasuti,' he thought, 'What would that be like?'
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Seiji: THUNDER BOLT CUT!!!!
Shin: SUPER WAVE SMASHER!!!!!
C.G: Ahhhhh!!!!!! runs for her life SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!!
Seiji: Oh no you don't!
Shin: You're not getting away from us this time!
C.G: What I do!
Shin: You made me Gay that's what! How the heck is this supposed to be a "Shin and Nasuti" fic, if the "Shin" part of it dosen't even like girls!
Seiji: And you made me dance!
C.G: Don't tell me you didn't enjoy that?
Seiji: Well, ahh . . . Oh what the heck, let's just get her!
Shin:Yeah!
C.G: Ahhh!!!!! runs for life NASUTI-SAN!!!!! HELP ME!!!! hides behind Nasuti
Nasuti: What's the problem?
C.G: They're trying to KILL ME!!!
Nasuti: What?
Shin and Seiji: Umm, no we're not.
C.G: Yes you are!
Nasuti: ENOUGH!
C.G, Shin and Seiji: shudder
Nasuti: All right, for one thing, Shin, Seiji, you two should not be trying to kill anyone!
Seiji and Shin: Sorry.
Nasuti: And you . . .
C.G: Huh?
Nasuti: Give me one good reason why I am helping you with this.
C.G: Because I promise that you'll get your revenge on Touma in the next chapter!
Touma: Hey!
Nasuti: Deal! You guys hear that! None of you are allowed to kill C.G.
All: But-
Nasuti: No buts!
C.G: Yay! I'm safe! Anyways, if I own these guys, do you think they would be trying to kill me?
All: YES!
C.G: glare And please stay in tune for the next chapter. I'm gonna do something very evil!
Shin: What?
C.G: cat face Not telling!
TBC
Chapter 3
He had never realized it, until Nasuti had brought it to his attention. He'd never seen the daze expressions, or the long drawn out thoughts that were never shared. When with the others, he seemed normal; content, kind, and helpful. But . . . when all backs were turn, he slipped back into this melancholy state, whose reasons of coming had yet to reveal itself.
Regardless of what he denied, Shin was agitated by something. But what? Those "silly things" did not take what moments you had to yourself, and turn them into moments you wish you did not have?
He didn't know what bothered him more, Shin's silence of where his troubles came from, or for him not seeing this sooner! They had fought together, ate together, lived together, yet . . . it had been Nasuti who noticed this first.
She acted too much like a mother for her own good sometimes. Housing them, feeding them, worrying too much for her own good. This woman, he finally understood, wasn't as appreciated as she should have been.
"She does too much."
"Who?"
They all had been sitting around, nothing better to do on this rainy day then just to wait it out. Touma was reading a book, Shuu was playing a video game, and Seiji had asked the question.
"Nasuti."
"What do you-"
"Ahh! Not again! Stupid game!" The game once again got the better of Shuu, as "Game Over" flashed across the screen.
"Temper, Shuu. Imagine what Nasuti-san will do if you smash the TV?"
"Yeah, yeah," He ignored Touma, turned off his game, and flopped down on the couch," There isn't anything to do! Right, Shin? Hey Shin?" he nudged the boy next to him.
"Huh, yeah."
"You okay pal? You look out of it?"
"Yes, I'm fine. The rain's just making me a bit weary, that's all."
Shuu yawned, "Yeah, I know the feeling. Say, let's go out and do something?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know, maybe we can go out to eat?"
"We just ate," replied Touma, not looking up from his book.
"Umm, go see a movie?"
"Nope. We'll never agree on just one, and end up just wasting time and energy," again Touma had a point.
"Well then Mr. Smart guy, what do you suggest?"
"I don't know."
That was helpful.
Shuu shook his head. Oh what a boring day.
"I'm back," along with her arrival came the cooled air of the wind and rain, as she opened and shut the door with one hand, while the other held her bag of notes and such.
"Welcome back."
"Thanks, what are you guys up to?" She hung her jacket up in the closet.
"Oh, nothing! Absolutely nothing!" Shuu whined.
"Why do I find that hard to believe?"
"So what were you doing out in this nasty weather, Nasuti-san?" Shin asked.
"Well, I went to the library to drop off some books, and got caught up speaking with Miyuki-chan," it was hard not to noticed Touma's twitch when that name was mentioned.
"Oh, isn't that the girl who has a crush on-"
"What could you two have talked about for over a half hour?" Touma cut Ryo off.
"Since you asked, she was telling me about this dance she trying to organize to help raise money for the library. She seems to have every thing worked out, but is short on volunteers. Which reminds me, Touma-san, " she stared at him with what looked like an innocent expression, but had the gaze of what the hunter would have for its prey, "Miyuki-chan wanted me to remind you-"
"Hey, I know what we could do!" the blue haired boy jumped from his chair, "We can go dancing!"
"Dancing?"
"Touma, are you feeling alright?"
"I'm fine," he growled, "Look. I read in the paper that there's some new dance club that opened up somewhere down-town."
All eyes looked upon him with confusion and surprise that he, of all people, suggested this.
"Come on, it's indoors and something to do."
A long pause, then . . .
"Why not?"
"Let's do it!"
"Now wait a second, we can't just get up and go."
"Why not Nasuti?" It was Touma's turn to sport his deceiving expression.
"Well because it's already getting late, and-"
"We're not kids anymore, Nasuti. We can go out after dark by ourselves."
"Yes, but if memory recalls, you must be twenty-one or older to enter most of the clubs, and yes, Touma, I know that there are clubs that do accept those who are younger, but I also read the paper, and know for a fact that the only way you're going to get into the club you're intending is if you get a fake I.D., or-"
"Or if we're with someone who is twenty-one or older." All eyes were on her.
"Oh no, don't even think of it, and my answer is no. " She was intercepted before she could make her escaped to the kitchen by Touma.
"Now, now, Nasuti-san. Why are you so against going out to have some fun? It's not a blind date with a total stranger. It's simply an outing with five single young men? Are you afraid of being seen out with us?"
'Oh Touma-san, you are the clever one, trying to play the guilt card, but I will not be out done so easily!'
"No Touma-san, why would I be afraid to be seen with five attractive young men as yourselves. In fact, most girls would be flattered, but you see, I do have work to do that would be better spent in my study, then at a club. Besides, what would I wear?"
"What about the red dress," she shot Ryo a death-glare as soon as he had mention the red dress she had worn to his sixteenth birthday.
"That will work!"
"Oh come on-"
"Please Nasuti!"
"Pretty please?"
"Nasuti-san, please"
"Oh, not you to Shin," it had to be some conspiracy that she received four pairs of sad puppy dog eyes (Seiji was not included, Nasuti was very much grateful for) begging her to consent to going to the club with them. 'Damn you Touma!'
"Fine, I give, I'll go!" Shuu gave a loud cheer, as thank-yous were given on whim, and each headed for their rooms to change into proper attire for the evening.
She just stood there, shrugged her shoulders over, and gave a great sigh, "How do I get myself get talked into these things?"
Someone from behind patted her shoulder, as she looked to see Seiji out of the corner of her eye.
"If it makes you feel better," he started, "I have no desire to go either."
"Then why didn't you say anything?"
She actually saw him sigh this time; "He would have most likely used the same tactic on me," he turned and also headed for his room, and Nasuti didn't bother to question why. What she wanted was just to get this evening over with, and start planning her revenge on Touma.
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Sometime during the drive into town, a break in the clouds gave them just enough time to run and get to cover in the long club line, before the rain began to fall again.
Regardless to say, Nasuti was not in a very good mood. It was cold, and for someone who was wearing sleeveless, short red dress with a black bow on the front, it was very cold! And not to mention the two-hour wait line did not help matters either.
Eventually one of the guys had caved in and gave her one of their jackets, but that didn't much improve the situation.
'Oh, Touma, you are so going to get it when I find a way how,' Yes it was immature to be plotting revenge on the younger man, but it did help to distract her from the cold.
When the time finally came to enter the club, the only obstacle that stood in their path, was one big, bald bouncer, dressed in all black from head to toe.
Shove to the front by the other, she showed the bouncer her driver's licenses, and then by some miracle he must have just assumed that the five men behind her were also of age since he had said nothing at all when the six of them had entered. She supposed that being with the five men was somewhat intimidating, but by judging by the looks she receive from some of the women who were also waiting in the line, it could be a good thing as well.
The whole two-story room was literally pulsing with life! Lights of all colors kept flashing, music vibrated the floor, and the whole original theme of the club theme forgotten to the masses inside.
"This place is to cool!"
"And really loud!"
"Huh, what did you say?!"
"Nasuti-san?" Touma had moved though the others to now stand before of her, and took her hand, "Je vais danser avec vous?"
'What was he up to,' she thought, 'Well, wouldn't hurt to accept the offer?'
"Well, it's: 'Est-ce que j'ai ce dance?' and yes you may," she added a hair toss to that, as they both made their way to the dance floor, the others following in their own way.
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Time was made totally irrelevant it seemed, while Nasuti was literally dancing most of the night away. Her original idea of tonight's events was that the others would go off, and she would play the good chauffeur and quietly fade back until it was time to go home.
She couldn't have been any more wrong.
It seemed that every time the DJ went to the next track, she ended up dancing with a new partner. Her partners of the evening had mainly been Touma, Ryo, Shuu, or Shin, who switched off between songs, and, unless she was just imagining the whole thing, were keeping all other suitors away. But this was the least of her concerns though.
At one of the side tables found around the club, Nasuti sat alone rubbing her feet.
"Rule number one when dressing for night clubs. Never wear heels higher then an inch!" Thanks to the tight fit of her red high heels, and the occasional stepped on foot, her feet were ready to call it quits! But the others had disappeared back into the crowd, and it was very unlikely that she would be able to tack them down and convince them to head back for home now.
Then again, she was reluctant to leave herself, regardless of the condition of her toes.
Among the sea of people, she saw that one of her companions of the evening began to approach her lonely table, "Nasuti-san, why are you sitting here by yourself?"
"Letting my poor feet rest for a moment, Shin," she had taken her wicked shoes off, and had attempted to rub the life back into her foot, "Where are the others?"
"Not to sure, Shuu found someone else to dance with, and I think Touma and Ryo are trying to convince the bartender that they're of age."
"Let's pray whoever it is, is smart enough to ID? I do not want to deal with their hangovers tomorrow."
"I agree."
"Hmm," she breathed "What about Seiji? I don't think I have seen him since we got here?"
"Seiji . . . knowing him, he's probably hiding in the shadows somewhere."
How strange was it that the warrior of light, preferred to always hid away in the shadows, "What about you Shin? Find any cute girls to dance with?"
She knew he was blushing, "No, no one cuter then you."
"Oh stop," she laughed and lightly slapped his knee. He was sometimes too cute. As she took her first real look at him that night, and saw that he was wearing the black, button down shirt she bought for him for his birthday some time ago. For the longest time, the only thing she had ever seen him wearing was usually light color clothing, such as light blues and whites. So, she figured something dark would have been a nice change for him. Tonight was the first time she had every see him ever wear the dark garment, and needless to say, he looked very good in it.
A strange, unique tune over took the club, changed the mood of the club's heavy atmosphere somewhat.
"Is that what I think it is?"
"Swing music," they both looked on to see, some to very little people dance to the different sound. Most walked away from the dance floor, while others just made something up as they went along.
"It's been a while since I've heard swing."
"Do you know how to dance to that, Nasuti-san?"
"Not really, just know what I've seen on TV," swing dancing was more interesting to watch at times, then to move to.
Shin moved out of his chair, and held his hand out to her, "Shall we?"
"Shin, do you know how?"
"Maybe?" against her better judgment, and her ragging feet, she slipped back on the red heels, then accepted his offer.
"Shin-kun?"
"Yes?"
"If you step on my feet, you'll be in worst trouble then Touma-kun."
"Don't worry Nasuti-san," his hands gently grasped both of her hands, "I'll be careful," and with a spin, they started to dance.
It was an unrehearsed performance, but that did not seem to affect those who went on and watch the two turn and twist to the music flowing music.
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"Look, if you don't have an ID, then I can't give you anything other then water!"
"How many times do I have to tell you, I had a ride, so I didn't think of bringing my license."
"Maybe you should have, because if you did, then we wouldn't have this problem," tonight's bartender finished drying another glass, and placed it back on the rack.
"Come on, if they let us in here, don't you think we're old to have ourselves a shot?" Touma tried again to replace identity with common reasoning. All he got from the bartender was a look.
"Listen, if some underage kid gets past the bouncer, nobody is gonna' care, but if the same underage kid gets drunk, and is involved in some sort of accident, they're gonna' blame the guy who didn't check the ID of the brat before he did something stupid. So, no proof, no booze. Now scram before I call security!" It was hopeless for Touma to try any more with him, so he just left to regroup with Ryo on the other side of the bar.
"Any luck?"
"None what so ever! I never thought I would meet a bartender who cared enough to ID!" Touma and Ryo sat bar side for the moment, watching those who were dancing, and those who weren't.
"Hey guys! What's up?" Shuu came by and sat between the two.
"Nothing really, having fun Shuu?"
"Oh yeah! The time of my LIFE!" he flung an arm around Touma's shoulders, "Touma, you have no clue how much I owe you for talking Nasuti into coming here with us!"
"Ahh, don't mention it! Speaking of whom, where has our of age companion run off to?"
"The bathroom?"
"Look," Ryo pointed across the floor, to where the two dancers appeared from time to time.
"Check it out."
Shuu gave a low whistle, "They look like they're having fun."
"Yeah. Hmm. . . "
"What is it Touma?"
"Is it just me, or does it seem like those two have been a bit too cozy lately?"
"Cozy? What do you mean?" asked Shuu.
"Well, look at them. Every time those two are anywhere near each other, they're always smiling. And remember how they were practically cuddling during the movie?"
"They were?"
"No they weren't," Ryo stood up and stretched. The current song seemed to be winding down to its last notes, and he was in the mood to get back to the dance floor, "I don't know about you two, but I'm going to step in before Nasutis' dance card gets filled."
"You better hurry bud."
"Why?" Shuu pointed to a conniving Touma, who already was two steps ahead of Ryo.
"Hey!"
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The dancing drew on later into the evening, but the club's attendance only seemed to grow with each passing song. Soon, it came to the point where one couldn't even move without slamming into someone else, and with a club filled with this many people, it was quite easy to get lost with out notice.
"Excuse me, excuse me!" All she had done was take her eyes off the boys for one moment, before the crowd swept them away and left her alone yet surrounded, "Excuse me, hey!" she had been bumped to hard that time, knocking her balance off, and nearly sending her to the floor!
Before the tumble could become fatal, an angel lay in wait to catch her.
"Huh?" she had been staring at the floor, when the hand that now held her arms below the shoulders, brought her back to her feet.
"I am so sorry; I didn't mean to fall on you like that. It was-"
"Nasuti-san?"
"Seiji?" she didn't know whether to be embarrassed or shocked! Embarrassed that he caught her, or shocked that he had been there to catch her!
"Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I've lost the others though, have you see them?"
"No, crowd is too dense."
"Great," she muttered, "Let's try towards the walls. Maybe we can meet them over there," he nodded, and the two tried again to push their way through the crowd, when once again, the music held command over its movement.
Though the course of that evening, many different variations of rhythms had made their way very well known. Mainly those with a fast and upbeat tempo, or heavy and loud rock! Then, every so often a joker of genera would be thrown in, such as the swing music that had been played early, or soft, easy music meant for those who need a slow dance to let their hearts calm them.
Left and right of them, couples began pairing up, and began to closely dance with one another.
"Now what?" even with the decrease in speed, the club felt even more packed then ever! However, Seiji seemed to come up a simple solution.
Like any gentleman of this modern era, he reached out for Nasuti' hands, laying one upon his shoulder, while one of his lightly gasped her waist, "When in Rome?" he said.
"Okay," she followed his example, as they danced rocking back and forth, side to side.
"So Seiji, " she tried small talk to lighten the awkward moment, "Where have you been all evening?"
"Around."
"Oh, so have you been dancing at all?"
"No."
"Alright," to say the least, Seiji was not one she expected herself to dance with that evening, but like he said, When in Rome, dance?
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"What time is it?"
"After two I think," to confirm this, he checked his watch, "Make that fifteen till three, Shuu," the song change left the boys to retreat to a table similar to one Nasuti had been perched at early that evening.
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm just about ready to go home."
"Tired already Ryo?"
"Yes!"
"Oh."
"So I guess all we need now is to find Nasuti and Seiji, and hit the road!"
"Where did those two run off to?"
"Found them," Touma announced so nonchalantly.
"Where?" looking both ways, Shuu trying to spot them.
He pointed forward, "They're out there dancing."
"Seiji's dancing!?"
"How can you tell?" asked Shin.
"He's the only natural blond out there, look," with that noted, it wasn't that much harder to spot the duo. Seiji had taken what looked to be the lead, while Nasuti rocked to his pace, keeping her eyes to the floor.
"Heh, looks like Shin has some competition now."
"What are you talking about Shuu?"
Shuu, Touma, and Ryo looked to each other, seeing who was best suited to explain to Shin about their little theory.
"Well, I mean . . .well- aren't you two like . . .involved."
"No, of course not! What would make you think that?"
"Well, you know . . ."
"You guys have been acting pretty friendly lately. We just thought that you might be going out or something."
Shin was too dumbfounded to speak for a moment. What could make them even assume something like that? "Look, if Nasuti-san and I were dating, don't you think that everyone here would know. Besides, she's more like a sister then anything, why not be friendly?"
"He has a point."
"Come on, let's break up the love birds and get out of here. Hopefully before Seiji does something more unexpected then dancing with Nasuti."
"Like what Touma?"
"Asks her out!"
All four were on agreement with that.
------
The days that followed were not as festive as the others would have liked. Reality was still there to whack them upside the head with schoolwork.
Life at the manor returned to its routine of the four boys waking up, and heading off to school, then coming home and doing homework. This routine was slightly different for Shin and Nasuti. Shin, unlike the others, was a year ahead, and instead of enjoying his final year of high school, was instead attending his first year of college.
The nice thing about college was, you were allowed to choose your classes, and on certain days, were allowed to sleep in. The draw back was the note taking, the lectures, studying for exams, term papers, not to mention the homework alone could drive you crazy, if you didn't have a decent supply of caffeine on hand.
And then there was Nasuti, who was not only teaching at the University, but was actually a student there herself. At twenty-two, she was not only teaching the tales of past heroes and foes, but often attended many night courses to achieve her Master's degree in Fine Literature.
She was usually the first to wake (unless Seiji beat her to it when he awoke to meditate) and the last to come home in order to complete all the worked she had to deal with.
Today though, it would be Shin who would arrive home before sunset.
Right after his last class ended around four; he headed straight for the library. He was majoring in marine biology, which meant for him that unless he wanted to score poorly on an upcoming test, it was time to study!
So after a few hours of hitting the books, and an unexpected meeting with the mysterious Miyuki-chan, he finally hoped the next train for home.
It was then, as he walked the final length up the hill, towards the house, when he noticed a familiar someone standing at the dock, watching the sun dip lower into the horizon.
"One of my favorite pastimes, I have found at my age, has been watching the sun set. For the younger generations, it may seem like a waste of time, but that may be only because they do not have the patience to appreciate it. At one time, I may have been like that too, but now I realize that it was important for me to watch such a sight, since there may come a time, where I would never be allowed to see such splendor again."
That is what he had told her, when she had first asked him why he sat there every evening before and after nightfall.
"Oh grandfather," she sighed, "I wish you were still here."
The minutes moved slowly, and like every day, since the first when she had sat there with her grandfather at age twelve, and fell asleep in his lap, she gazed outward towards the lake, and watched past the glimmer and the colors, to the space in-between where her memories lied.
"Want some company?"
"Shin?" She turned to greet him, "Did you just get here?"
"Yeah, I was just about to head in when I saw you out here."
"I see. Well then, yes, some company would be nice for a change."
The silence that was present between them was welcome, but maybe because Shin had sat in a silent library for a few hours, he was sort of itching to speak.
"So, I finally got to meet Miyuki-chan."
"Really? She's working tonight?"
He nodded, "I think I now know why Touma is so reluctant to talk about her. She's pretty cute."
"I'm not sure, but I don't think that's the actually reason," she laugh softly, and then sighed, "Such a nice evening." Standing side-by-side, they looked ahead to the site which slowing awaited conclusion. The day that now slipped away had been beautiful, and had no need to prelude what night awaited them. Cool breezes gently wafted away the lingering warmth that the sun's rays had cast down.
"It is, isn't it," he looked over at her as the last of the fading light softly set its glow upon her. 'Miyuki-chan isn't the only cute girl Touma should worry about.'
She caught his gaze, but instead of a smile, it was an expression of much thought, and concern.
"Shin," her voice was low, but somewhat on the verge of being upset, "I didn't want to bring this up until I knew more, but there is something I need to ask you about."
"What is it?"
"Has- is there something that has been-, "she slowly sighed, "Is there something wrong, Shin?"
"What? No, of course not! I'm fine," he moved to be away from her, but he was stopped by her hold on his hand.
"Shin listen, I know this could all be just my imagination- for all I know there could be nothing wrong, but- lately you just seem troubled, and -," the words she needed gave her a hard time finding their way to her tongue, "I'm- I can't help but worry there is something that is really bothering you, and that it might-," his other hand was lifted to cover hers.
"Nasuti-san, there is nothing to worry about. Yes, something has been troubling me, but it isn't something that's life threatening. Please don't worry anymore Nasuti-san. It my problem and I can handle it. Besides, if you do any more worrying, you'll soon have wrinkles."
"I'm bound to be plagued by them anyways from all five of you," she laughed, "But Shin, if there is anything that you want to talk about anything, I'm here to listen."
There to listen. They sounded so simple those words. Anyone could listen, but could she accept what he had dealt with? Would his words scare her away?
But this was Nasuti, and after being in her company as long as he had, would it change her? Would it change what she thought of him?
Could he tell her? A part of him wanted to tell someone for longer then his heart would let him. That is what humans did after all; express them to find comfort, or understanding. But another part kept him from it.
He sat down again. There was just so much, so many questions, so many feelings, too many thoughts.
"Shin?" her touch was like a mother's, full of warmth, care, and trust.
"I," Did he really want to do this? "I sorta," Even with the costs? "I like someone."
"Is that it? Oh Shin, if it's just a girl problem, then-"
"It's not a- let's just say if it was a girl, then there wouldn't be a problem."
'If it was a girl?' She hadn't mean to gasp, but somehow she did, "Shin, are you-"
He nodded.
So that was it. The truth was now known, and here was the climax that would confirm what his heart did not want.
What he got was just the opposite.
A hug.
Two arms from behind circled his shoulders, and held him so close that he was completely overwhelmed by her warmth and her scent.
"N-Nasuti-san! You're- Why are you hugging me?"
"Because I think you needed a hug," a part of him actually ached when she pulled away to face him.
"Oh Shin, I was so worried that it was something worse."
"You're not upset?"
"Upset? Now Shin, why would I be upset? I mean, I'm certainly surprised, most would be. Is that what you were worried about?"
"Yeah...kinda'."
She leaned in close, "Can I tell you a secret? I have kept in touch with a pen pal from Paris, who I have been writing to for about six years now. Over that time, he would always refer to a lover of his who he was completely obsessed with. Now being the romantic that I am, I was determined to find out more about this person he was devoted to. I finally got my chance when I went back to visit him in, and guess what I found out. The "she" who I thought it to be was a "he" indeed."
Shin, could only stare, so she got to her point.
"It was an eye opener for me, but then I realized something. You must love whoever your heart tells you is right. And a person should not be thought of differently for that. Am I right Shin-kun?"
Warm, that's all he could feel just then. Warm, and free.
"You are right Nasuti-san. Oh no."
"What?"
"We've missed the sunset," stars lifted to their seats, as darkness overcame the light.
She stood, "There is always tomorrow. "
He followed.
"Don't worry Shin, I won't tell the others. We'll keep this to ourselves."
"It seems that I have to much to thank you for Nasuti-san."
"You can make it up to me by preparing dinner for the rest of the week," the worn path before them, was one they had both taken many times. Each time, it was to either to escape, or to return to whatever existed in the real world.
She took his hand again. This time not willing to let go, for this gesture said more then Shin could hope. I'm going to be right here if you need me. No matter what.
He should have none better. But with every thing said and done, somehow the cold dull feeling that would sit within him, now no longer had volume where it mattered. There was just this warmth, Nasuti's warmth that she so willingly gave. The warmth he was so worried of losing.
"You guys have been acting pretty friendly lately. We just thought that you might be going out or something."
'To go out with Nasuti,' he thought, 'What would that be like?'
------
Seiji: THUNDER BOLT CUT!!!!
Shin: SUPER WAVE SMASHER!!!!!
C.G: Ahhhhh!!!!!! runs for her life SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!!
Seiji: Oh no you don't!
Shin: You're not getting away from us this time!
C.G: What I do!
Shin: You made me Gay that's what! How the heck is this supposed to be a "Shin and Nasuti" fic, if the "Shin" part of it dosen't even like girls!
Seiji: And you made me dance!
C.G: Don't tell me you didn't enjoy that?
Seiji: Well, ahh . . . Oh what the heck, let's just get her!
Shin:Yeah!
C.G: Ahhh!!!!! runs for life NASUTI-SAN!!!!! HELP ME!!!! hides behind Nasuti
Nasuti: What's the problem?
C.G: They're trying to KILL ME!!!
Nasuti: What?
Shin and Seiji: Umm, no we're not.
C.G: Yes you are!
Nasuti: ENOUGH!
C.G, Shin and Seiji: shudder
Nasuti: All right, for one thing, Shin, Seiji, you two should not be trying to kill anyone!
Seiji and Shin: Sorry.
Nasuti: And you . . .
C.G: Huh?
Nasuti: Give me one good reason why I am helping you with this.
C.G: Because I promise that you'll get your revenge on Touma in the next chapter!
Touma: Hey!
Nasuti: Deal! You guys hear that! None of you are allowed to kill C.G.
All: But-
Nasuti: No buts!
C.G: Yay! I'm safe! Anyways, if I own these guys, do you think they would be trying to kill me?
All: YES!
C.G: glare And please stay in tune for the next chapter. I'm gonna do something very evil!
Shin: What?
C.G: cat face Not telling!
TBC