Disclaimer: I don't own. You won't sue. If you do, I'll sic' Lucky on you!
Well, here' the thrid chapter while I wait for to load…This chapter is a bit longer than the other ones…though not by much. It's really hard to write on paper. Review replies at bottom. Please tread carefully the halls of OOC-ness.
The Rain
by Glue Project
The old maid clucked her tongue at the weak state of her master's guest.
It really wasn't any of her business how healthy he was…but she didn't want another walking the halls for all eternity.
There was one too many already.
But who was this blond-headed child? What relationship did he share with the young master of the house? And why was he so hurt?
She knew a good servant never pried into the matters of their masters…but she really had nothing to worry about.
She grinned.
After all, what could he do? Get an exorcist?
Jou blinked, unsure as hell as to where he was. He tried to get up, but all that resulted in was a twitch of his shoulders.
This was, unfortunately, a common feeling. His mind was awake, but his body wasn't listening.
His body disobeyed so that he wouldn't feel pain.
It was an odd concept, but true. NO matter how hard he tried to, he couldn't move. He could feel the soft mattress underneath him, could feel the covers draped over him…could feel the break in the bones… But he still couldn't feel any pain.
He must have been hurt really bad then.
As much as ghosts scared him, he figured he ought to be scared by the fact that his body would literally revolt so it could get better faster.
He mentally gave a shrug.
He'd be all healed within a few days, no matter the injuries.
It had all happened before.
Seto woke up, stiff from falling sleep while sitting upright. He stretched, wincing somewhat as the heard the numerous pops and cracks. Running a hand through his brown hair, he stood.
"Who is he?"
Seto stiffened, and then gave what equated to a smile. "Just a school mate."
"Just a schoolmate?"
He walked out of his room, closing he door shut behind him. "Maybe."
"Maybe what?"
He rolled his eyes in mock annoyance. "Can you at least appear so I can talk to you properly?"
There was the telltale swish as it looked like all of space was converging on one spot before an old woman shook herself out of the odd space-wrapping.
She graced him with a slight curtsey, and he returned the gesture with a nod.
As they started to walk back to the kitchen, she turned to him with a knowing smile. "So, who's the boy in your bead, " she gushed.
Seto tripped and fell headlong into the kitchen door.
She just laughed and glided through.
Seto once again seated himself on the couch, a red spot now prominent on his forehead. His bangs did well to hide it…but not well enough. And it still smarted.
Unconsciously flattening his hair down with one hand, he lifted the sandwich-laden one to his face.
While he ate, his eye flickered towards the blond sleeping in his bed. His golden hair was splayed out like the rays from the sun, and Katsuya's face was content and peaceful while asleep. Every once and awhile, he would mumble out a mangled form of Shizuka, which was typically paired with…
"…zoo…ka…dun touch th' stove…"
…things like that.
It was funny. Even while hurt and most likely in a great deal of pain (or so he thought), Katsuya was still putting other people's welfare in front of his own.
Realizing that he'd been neglecting his sandwich, he took another bite, still studying the pretty puppy.
"I guess he is pretty, young master."
Seto just hummed his response with a slight smile as he took another bite.
After all, he had the pretty puppy until the puppy was better.
He just hoped that wouldn't be for a very, very long time.
ReVieW RePlieS --Tsubasa style! (grins...sorry.)
Kumori Sakusha formerly Saelbu: I was a little too hyper when I typed you your reply. (begins to chirrup before being knocked out by Jou-muse)
Felidae: Thanks. I might use one of your fics then (when I can find your profile...there's like three of you...) When it comes out it'll be named 'Computer Spaz'. Hehe. I hope this chapter tells you who's been watching Seto-kun. (Jou-muse: Me! -gets hurt-)
Sami: Ner. Puppyshipping lemons. I, unfortunaly can't write them. Love reading them....but. ER. Lets just say that I've never even been kissed. So...sorry! I might someday though. The most I have ever made them do was kiss. Once, I think. Ner. Scratch that. Twice? Oy... (cries) But thank you for the review!
Ken Ohki: Yeah, I don' know why Katsu-chan is always the picked on one...it's just easier to make Seto-kun falll for him easier, I guess than the other way around. And Seto-kun will support Katsu-chan. Always! (grins)
Lil-Riter: I love it when Seto does that. (grins) Berate yourself Seto-kun! (skips off to write more Seto-self-bashing)
Goddes-of-Sol: It would scare and scar him, wouldn't it? (grins) Katsu-chan doesn't have a yami, though I am using most of my ideas with mages and magic in this fic. (sweatdrop) I need to get him out of the casts soon, and want to give him a plausible reason for eating so much and staying so thin. (grins)
optimistic girl94: (salutes) Writing! (grins)
Hazel-Beka: Bitesize! (chomps!) I fear that this chapter was mostly filler though.
Flame Swordswoman: Head injuries can serve a purpose. This one (points to Seto-kuns red forehead) isn't really important though...(and huggles reviews)
Nachzes Black-Rider: ...that was...odd. Yeah, my laptop's still dead. A timer on the net? (dies) And the misterious people... (points to the old ghost-maid.) OGM: (grins sweetly)
Chihiro: No, you didn't threaten me (at least seriously. It could be taken in a joking manner. At least I hope it was. (grins)) (hands you a set of Katsu-chan and Seto-kun plushies. And pixie sticks. And cookies. Lots and lots of cookies.) Hai. I'm GlueProject (very original, ne?) for yahoo. I know, sometimes you do need to vent. So. Um...Read, relax, and ...eat cookies! (Jou-muse: Idiot. That's NOT what you're supposed to say!) Seriously though...Bai bai 4 now, kay? Hang in there.
Tah-da! Now I really have to get off the computer. Ja ne!
-Glue