Chapter 4: Sinking Feeling
Hanagata had to be the only one who could barge into a room unannounced, trip
over Lime, crash into the table, manage to right himself before tripping over
the chair behidn him, falling once again, and this time taking three other
people with him so that they landed in a rather painful pretzil of limbs.
Groaning when his body decided to protest painfully at having gotten the brunt
of the imact with the floor, Otaru tried to right himself. However, it proved
rather difficult when his arm had gotten entangled in three different places of
Lime's shirt, his legs securely wrapped around Cherry's long skirts, and
Hanagata clinging to his chest like a leech and refusing to budge.
Bloodberry, helpful as she was, had collapsed to floor laughing.
It took several long, embarrasing moments before the four of them righted
themselves. In the end, Lime had to physically remove Hanagata from Otaru's
person. Otaru couldn't help but scowl at the only one of them who hadn't gotten
caught in the fall.
"Why didn't you help?" he complained, not really mad but still seriously
annoyed.
Bloodberry smirked and blew him a kiss. "I would of helped, but I was laughing
to hard," she stated, as though it made all the sense in the world.
Rolling his eyes, Otaru couldn't help but smile at her response. The smile died
on his lips when he noticed the bruise decorating Hanagata's face for the first
time. He could still remember the conversation he'd overheard that morning, only
several hours before, and found that he really hadn't been ready to see the
physical evidence.
Still, he wanted to talk to Hanagata about it, to get some answers. "Hanagata,
where did you get that bruise?" he questioned, distracting the man from his
argument with Lime.
Hanagata blinked, then pointed to his face. "This one? Your machine over there
did that one," he stated, pointing to Bloodberry with a scowl.
"I'm not a machine, you peice of fluff," Bloodberry shot back.
"She was looking for some sake to go with her lunch! Like she actually needed
either of them. She made a real pest of herself and terrorized the poor kitchen
staff. I think even the marionettes were scared," Hanagata exclaimed.
"Too bad you aren't smart enough to be!" Bloodberry exclaimed.
"I'm not scared of a scrap heap like you!" Hanagata yelled back, although it
could be noted he did inch away a little.
When Bloodberry stalked over to the blond, Otaru reacted without thinking and
grabbed her wrist before she could punch Hanagata like she usually did. She
stopped, blinking at him in surprise. Otaru couldn't recall a time when he'd
actually stopped her before and understood the surprise but simply shook his
head. "Not this time, Bloodberry, please?" he asked. He couldn't stand the
thought of being responsible for any of the marks on Hanagata's form. The
thought made him queezy.
The eager-to-fight Marionette looked at him, a puzzled expression on her face.
Still, she nodded and lowered her arm. Otaru smiled his thanks brightly.
Although, he couldn't help but regret it a moment later when Hanagata launched
into his arms.
"Oh, Otaru-kun! I knew you wouldn't let those monsters beat me up! You're so
wonderful!" he declared, sniffling as he squeezed the air from Otaru's lungs.
This time, when Bloodberry decked the guy across the room, Otaru didn't protest.
However, he did motion for her not to repeat the punch when she made her way
toward the blond. "Why can't I hit him? He's so damned annoying!" she declared.
"Dammit!" Hanagata yelped when he managed to peal himself off of the cracked
wall.
Laughing, Lime bounced around him, singing the curse on top of her lungs as she
usually did when hearing a new word. Almost immediately, the two of them started
yelling at each other.
Grimacing, Otaru sighed. "I can explain later. Just promise me that you won't
hit him any more than you have to, and not at all if possible," he said to the
red-haired marionette.
Cherry, who had moved to his side at that time, exchanged looks with Bloodberry.
However, loyal to him, they didn't question his decision. Thanking them, Otaru
made his way to where the other two were presently attempting to start a world
war.
He wondered how he would be able to broach the subject with Hanagata, and with
his marionettes.
TBC
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Hanagata had to be the only one who could barge into a room unannounced, trip
over Lime, crash into the table, manage to right himself before tripping over
the chair behidn him, falling once again, and this time taking three other
people with him so that they landed in a rather painful pretzil of limbs.
Groaning when his body decided to protest painfully at having gotten the brunt
of the imact with the floor, Otaru tried to right himself. However, it proved
rather difficult when his arm had gotten entangled in three different places of
Lime's shirt, his legs securely wrapped around Cherry's long skirts, and
Hanagata clinging to his chest like a leech and refusing to budge.
Bloodberry, helpful as she was, had collapsed to floor laughing.
It took several long, embarrasing moments before the four of them righted
themselves. In the end, Lime had to physically remove Hanagata from Otaru's
person. Otaru couldn't help but scowl at the only one of them who hadn't gotten
caught in the fall.
"Why didn't you help?" he complained, not really mad but still seriously
annoyed.
Bloodberry smirked and blew him a kiss. "I would of helped, but I was laughing
to hard," she stated, as though it made all the sense in the world.
Rolling his eyes, Otaru couldn't help but smile at her response. The smile died
on his lips when he noticed the bruise decorating Hanagata's face for the first
time. He could still remember the conversation he'd overheard that morning, only
several hours before, and found that he really hadn't been ready to see the
physical evidence.
Still, he wanted to talk to Hanagata about it, to get some answers. "Hanagata,
where did you get that bruise?" he questioned, distracting the man from his
argument with Lime.
Hanagata blinked, then pointed to his face. "This one? Your machine over there
did that one," he stated, pointing to Bloodberry with a scowl.
"I'm not a machine, you peice of fluff," Bloodberry shot back.
"She was looking for some sake to go with her lunch! Like she actually needed
either of them. She made a real pest of herself and terrorized the poor kitchen
staff. I think even the marionettes were scared," Hanagata exclaimed.
"Too bad you aren't smart enough to be!" Bloodberry exclaimed.
"I'm not scared of a scrap heap like you!" Hanagata yelled back, although it
could be noted he did inch away a little.
When Bloodberry stalked over to the blond, Otaru reacted without thinking and
grabbed her wrist before she could punch Hanagata like she usually did. She
stopped, blinking at him in surprise. Otaru couldn't recall a time when he'd
actually stopped her before and understood the surprise but simply shook his
head. "Not this time, Bloodberry, please?" he asked. He couldn't stand the
thought of being responsible for any of the marks on Hanagata's form. The
thought made him queezy.
The eager-to-fight Marionette looked at him, a puzzled expression on her face.
Still, she nodded and lowered her arm. Otaru smiled his thanks brightly.
Although, he couldn't help but regret it a moment later when Hanagata launched
into his arms.
"Oh, Otaru-kun! I knew you wouldn't let those monsters beat me up! You're so
wonderful!" he declared, sniffling as he squeezed the air from Otaru's lungs.
This time, when Bloodberry decked the guy across the room, Otaru didn't protest.
However, he did motion for her not to repeat the punch when she made her way
toward the blond. "Why can't I hit him? He's so damned annoying!" she declared.
"Dammit!" Hanagata yelped when he managed to peal himself off of the cracked
wall.
Laughing, Lime bounced around him, singing the curse on top of her lungs as she
usually did when hearing a new word. Almost immediately, the two of them started
yelling at each other.
Grimacing, Otaru sighed. "I can explain later. Just promise me that you won't
hit him any more than you have to, and not at all if possible," he said to the
red-haired marionette.
Cherry, who had moved to his side at that time, exchanged looks with Bloodberry.
However, loyal to him, they didn't question his decision. Thanking them, Otaru
made his way to where the other two were presently attempting to start a world
war.
He wondered how he would be able to broach the subject with Hanagata, and with
his marionettes.
TBC
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