Density and Perceptions 9
Previously:
"You need to rest Motoko-chan." Keitaro stated concernedly, helping her to stand up, "I'll take you to your room."
Oddly enough, Motoko didn't even raise an object over Keitaro's assistance.
Disclaimer:See chapters 1-8 for any disclaimation to ownership of LH.
(Note: Now for the cut and dried reflections…)
Tenant RetrospectionAfter the eventful dinner of the night, Shinobu had just finished the dishes and was just in time to see Motoko throwing Naru out of the dining room as Kitsune and Hawklyn scrambled to restrain the kendo artist from doing any more damage. Needless to say, Shinobu was quite upset about the fighting and demanded to know what was going on.
The only one to answer her was Su, who shrugged. "I think Naru and Motoko are fighting for Keitaro." Then Su followed the procession of teneants upstairs, leaving Shinobu alone to contemplate on what happened.
What happened? I know there was a lot of tension at dinner, but I didn't think it would come to this. Honestly, why can't we all get along? Why cant matters of the heart be easier to resolve? I know I'm in Love with Keitaro, but I wish he'd notice me more as a contender for his heart. Motoko had the best poetic analogy that fit. Keitaro is one prince with several princesses more or less vying for him.
Shinobu sighed as she slowly ascended the stairs to her room, "Why me? Why can't Sempai and me be together?" She mused to herself as she opened the door to her room and closed it behind her, then sat on her futon, looking at her collection of stuffed animals.
Shinobu grumbled and grabbed the nearest stuffed animal and proceeded squeeze it to her chest as she cried, thinking of her love for Keitaro and how it would never come in her favor.
"It… Will… Never… Happen… to me… He just… won't… love me!" She sobbed into the head of her soft but silent animal friend.
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Su was shaken by what she had seen just a few hours before. Her long time friend, whom she reguard as an older sister, the one she'd slept with on many occassions for security's sake, frightened her. Though if anyone had asked her openly, she wouldn't say a thing. She looked at her computer screen, trying to dive back into her various projects to escape the fear she felt.
The fear however, followed her relentlessly, clinging to the back of her mind like a suckerfish sticks to a shark.
She punched in numbers and various other equations for her latest Mecha Tama project, yet her heart wasn't in it tonight. Not after after the way Naru and Motoko and verbally taunted each other and then physically fought each other. It was frightening to her to watch them fight for Keitaro, the one she viewed as her older brother.
She thought back in her mind to the poems they shared and shivered almost involuntarily. Both Naru and Motoko were deadly seriously about Keitaro. She'd figured that out after Motoko had struck Naru first, and it had degenerated to a slugfest between them.
A chime interrupted her thoughts, Su quickly looked to see that Hawklyn had logged on. She figure she may as well talk to him, he seemed to be a good person after all. Considering he'd been one to restrain Motoko from further damaging Naru or the building.
SuU2: Hey… I was wondering if we could talk for a while?
BlaqHawk: Sure… How are you doing Su? Tonight's events still bothering you?
SuU2: Yeah… I'm scared… I've never seen anyone so selfish like that-
BlaqHawk: -You mean Naru and Motoko?
SuU2: Yeah, both of them… They really are being selfish. Why can't they simply agree to share?
BlaqHawk: Oy… Su, you come from a country where marital openness is more or less acceptable. Both Naru and Motoko come here from Japan, where rules of this nature are strictly structured. And I don't really think that Naru could share someone she loved with anyone else… Yes this answer is probably painful for you to hear, but it's the truth. You shouldn't be fed lies Su, no one should. The truth hurts yes, but in the end there is no nagging voice in the back of your brain if you're honest.
SuU2: Thank you for that answer… It really helped, although, I shall admit I do have a liking for Keitaro as well, but with Naru and Motoko battling over him. I just can't take it anymore. Even though I can make inventions to try to win him over, as you said, those inventions would simply be deceits to my own selfishness. And as I just told you, that would be acting like Naru or Motoko right now… Thank you for listening…
SuU2 logged off(A/N: Yes, I know Su is horribly ooc, forgive me for writing her that way, but Su is a rather hard character for me to write.)
Su sighed and logged off, departing from her computer station to ask Shinobu to sleep with her tonight. She never felt secure being alone…
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Kitsune gulped down some sake from her fifth bottle that night, After the events surrounding dinner, she needed the solace of her alcoholic friend. She had seen to it that Naru had gone to bed after Kitsune herself had tended to her auburn haired friend's wounds.
Part of her mind still recoiled from what had occurred earlier. She hadn't known that Motoko had confessed to Keitaro in the hospital the day before. She sighed and tipped the bottle back again, letting the sweet rice drink dive down her throat.
Naru had broken down and talked her about what had transpired the day before, revealing why it had come to a fight with Motoko in between her crying and sobbing.
Naru revealed how she'd walked to Keitaro's room in the hospital, standing outside and listening to Moroko read something to him. Told Kitsune how she could hear the words from Motoko, and how she'd been standing right where either Keitaro or Motoko could see her. Naru had been extremely upset at Motoko at that moment when she knew that the kendogirl had seen her.
Kitsune had shaken her head and tried to reassure the Toudai student as best she could, then persuaded her to go to bed there after. Mitsune had then stayed for a while, bathed to the dark of Naru's room, listening and watch her friend sleep.
Now, in the privacy of her own room, Kitsune felt lonely. She was envious of her younger friend who had had everything she wanted. Now her friend was fighting for the one she loved. Kitsune coulda sworn it was supposed to be the man who fought for the woman, but in this house, things were just unnormal.
She sighed in her futon as she snuggled into the soft form of the mattress and fell into a sake induced slumber.
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Keitaro's world was upside down and inside out. Just a day ago, he'd been in the hospital with Motoko at his side. Now, he was home with what seemed to be a price on his head, or rather his heart as a prize.
He sighed to himself, recollecting his thoughts of the past few hours. Dinner had turned from a stare and glare match to a boxing match seemingly as soon as Naru and Motoko declared war on each other. He rubbed his head tiredly, the strain of this place was getting to be a bit much. His major problem was the girls, Naru and Motoko in particular, seemed to treat him as though he were their servant. Always punishing for accidental actions that 90 of the time, were not justifiable for any such harsh discipline.
He'd tried to get the girls to listen to reason once and would try again in the morning. Right now he didn't wish to think and philosophize on what had taken place in the dining room, so he scooted down into his bed and dozed off to sleep.
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Motoko… Naru… Both of them had a superiority complex, Naru moreso then Motoko. They were waiting for tomorrow, in their minds, that day would be where one of them disabled the other for victory and Keitaro's heart. Did they know the true price though? There is no such victory in defeating and then shoving the sword in more then necessary.
They wished to defeat the other, that much was in their dreams. Yet what of the fact that the both of them leaned on the dagger and twisting it within even when there was no need for that? There was only the greed to make the enemy feel the pain of defeat.
Neither wished to lose to the other, but one would have to yield and lose out for there to be a victor.
Motoko.
Naru.
Just a few rooms apart on the same floor, all it would take is a little sleep walking…
(A/N: Yes, this is a little briefer then normal… 4 pages instead of 6 or 7, but I think I'm running out steam in creativity for this fic. I should perhaps think about oneshots or parodies or something. I might do story just focusing on Kitsune and Naru and Kitsunes long time problems with being lonely and such. Hope you liked this smaller chapter. I again apologize for the oocness in a few of the cast, but I just can't write some characters well. Please, let me know if you have plot ideas and future stories I could work on. RnR)