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Summary: There are three sides to every story.
by Barbara C.
BIT
An annoying sound between a ring and a screech brought him out of his dreams. The constant throbbing sound informed him it was time to wake up. In defiance, Bit Cloud flung a hand out from beneath the warm covers of his bed and knocked the alarm clock from the nightstand. It landed a good three feet away on the floor, but continued its rancorous noise.
Groggily the blond young man opened his eyes; bobbing his head around he tried to locate the alarm clock that refused to die. Finally locating it, he glared at it. The clock didn't appear bothered by the action and continued its duty of waking Bit. Of course the young man was already awake, but it didn't seem to care.
Sliding out from beneath the warm covers, a barefoot Bit padded over to the clock and turned off the alarm. He was grumbling under his breath about the time not mattering because Leena was using up all the hot water and she'd be late getting out of the shower anyway. As he made his way back to place the clock on the nightstand he scolded himself for bothering to set the alarm in the first place.
With a stretch, a yawn, and a belly scratch, Bit padded over to his closet to find some clothes to pull on. When the closet yielded nothing the blond wrinkled his nose and wandered over to the clothes hamper. Sniffing several items, he pulled out a pair of reasonably clean smelling pants and grabbed a shirt that had been discarded over the back of a chair sometime earlier in the week. Finding his towel in a heap on the floor, he grabbed that too and headed over to his dresser where he managed to scrounge up some clean underwear.
He looked at the clock again. "7:50." He'd wasted enough time, he might as well head for the shower and see if the hot water hog was finished. As he padded down the hall, Bit noticed that the rain that had pounded the base the night before had finished it onslaught.
At the bathroom door he stopped to listen. There was no telling sound of the shower spray indicating an inhabitant. He knocked and waited. No response. Shrugging he entered then shut the door behind him. Either Leena had finished early or she hadn't showered yet. A sly look crossed his face. He could use up all the hot water before she got there; now that was a goal. Of course, if she'd finished early, he had noticed a lack of steam, it wouldn't matter, but he would get his shower done with earlier than usual.
He made his decision, stripped down, and stepped into the shower. After running the water for a few minutes it started to cool down, a sign that Leena had already been there and used up much of the supply of hot water. Knowing what to do since the red haired witch often did that to him, he turned the water off as he soaped himself down. He paused when he thought he heard someone at the door. Oh, well they could wait. He finished scrubbing his face and ears and felt for the knob to turn the water back on. As soon as he had done so, a full spray of water struck his face washing most of the soap away and a muffled shriek sounded from behind him. Careless of remaining soap that might wash into his eyes he looked over his shoulder to find Leena standing there wide eyed and in a towel that didn't quite cover her birthday suit.
Bit saw her take a step back and start to slip on a puddle of water. Instinctively he tried to stop the fall by reaching out and grasping...her towel. The two teenagers were off balanced by his attempted heroics and went tumbling to the floor as Harry burst through the door professing his love for Leena. Of course, the idiot didn't finish, he was too busy screaming his head off at the compromising…er…position the two were in; wet and soapy, on the floor, naked, tangled together.
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