I'm back!
Okay, this is very important so people don't start getting pissy at me. I'm leaving for Taiwan in 6 days time, and from there I'm going on to Japan for a month, so I don't know when anything new is gonna happen for this.
Don't kill me an' stuff.
"I think I'll have to call this one bastard."
"What? How does that coincide with this Elemental's traits?"
"Seems fairly obvious to me. It's being an absolute bastard. It's deliberately going out of its way to piss me off. Therefore, it's a bastard."
Yuki sighs reproachfully at me without looking up from the stack of folders he's going through.
"Is it really so important that you get it back?"
"See, I can't just leave it alone. That would mean that it's won. I don't want this thing to win anything but a one-way trip to hell."
"Aggressive, are we?"
I growl in response, resisting the urge to peg the pen that I've just picked up at Yuki's head.
Yuki sighs once more.
Diagrams. The last thing I needed to see while looking through what looks like a nymphomaniac's room. Possibly the worst thing about this situation, is the fact that he left the computer running, and a word document open which displays what looks like his new book. I made the mistake of giving it a curious glance when I first started searching his desk. This man has more unrelated clag than anyone else I've ever met. No wonder his room his so suspiciously clean. All his shit is in here.
"Found anything?" I ask, breaking the silence that has settled over the room.
"I'd tell you if I had." Yuki assures me quietly, still flicking through a huge pile of files.
We continue again in silence.
"I've got it!" I cry, triumphant as I lift a pile of random piece of paper up from across the keyboard. My book is wedged underneath. I move a hand towards it, and it shifts slightly away from me, like a cautious animal. "Oh no you don't," I yell at it, scuttling round to the end of the table it's inching towards and holding out my hands ready to catch it, "You're mine now!"
Seconds before it moved, I realised what a stupid position I'd gotten myself into. But it was too late. The book shoots across the table, off the edge, and into my crotch, which is perfectly level with the height of the table.
With a strangled gasp, I keel over sideway and curl into a little ball. Yuki swoops into the scene, picking up the now docile book (probably too busy laughing at me to care, the little bastard), then pulling me into his lap.
"I'm… going… to… STRANGLE IT!!" I curse, trying to reach the book so I can thrash the shit out of it without moving.
Yuki thwarts me at every turn, calmly keeping the book out of my flailing reach while running a comforting hand up and down my back.
"Shift!" I snarl at it, and milky strands of magic raise out if it, and plunge into my chest, shooting me out of my agony position. Yuki ends up sprawled over me, his hand still trapped behind me back, face perilously close to mine, with a knee between my legs.
"Oh my god!" A familiar voice screams.
My eyes widen as Kagura, Ayame, Shigure and Haru all tumble into the room.
Ayame squeals and claps his hands like it's some sort of amusing play, while Haru has a look part-way between distaste and amusement on his face. Shigure just smiles.
We haven't moved yet. "It- it's not what you think!"
Haru cracks up, and I shove Yuki off me so hard he ends up sprawled on his ass.
"A floor-show!" Ayame yells, then collapses laughing onto Haru's shoulder.
Oh, the jokes just keep coming.
Kagura, who's been going progressively from white, to red, and now to a florid shade of purple, stomps over to up, boots Yuki solidly in the groin, then shoves her heel into my solar plexus. We both curl back into balls, and Kagura stomps out of the room.
Ayame seems to have composed himself apart from occasional sniggers, and Haru's already walked out, still laughing, after Kagura.
"I think we should leave them to it." Shigure tells his cousin lightly, then in more serious tones, "I'll ask you two why you were in here in the first place later."
*~*~*~*
26.10.03 6.14 PM
It took about five minutes for Yuki and it to rouse ourselves enough to limp, an arm over each other's shoulder up to our respective rooms.
Yuki waved me a pitiful goodbye at his door before firmly closing it, and I kept going for a few paces with my book tucked firmly under one arm. The Elementals were resettling inside me as I sat back down at my desk and looks mournfully at the place where my bed should be. I miss it now even more than ever, because all I want to do is curl up and die in a corner. I'm aching almost everywhere, and feeling mentally weary. It always takes it out of me to accept a new Elemental, and today is no different. I feel almost stretched at the seams. There are so many now that my own body feels somewhat cramped.
I just want to snuggle into a warm bed.
*~*~*~*
I close the book and leave it in the middle of the desk where it will reassuringly just sit there.
I lean back with a sigh and rub my closed eyes. Before I fully realise what's happening, my feet are already carrying me out of my room and turning me towards Yuki's. I knock morosely on his door then invite myself in. Yuki lifts his head blearily off his pillow as I enter then lets it sink back down again. I shut the door behind me, then shuffle over to his bed and curl up into a ball next to him. I leave Yuki the entire pillow, leaning my forehead against his shoulder. Yuk shifts slightly to fit himself more comfortably to me, with his head buried in my hair and arms around my waist.
"Today I've taken a worse beating than I have this whole bloody month."
"Well, that wasn't hard," Yuki tells me, absently kissing my hair.
I snuggle closer to him, preserving some of the body heat between us. "Yes, but it hurt."
Yuki's back shakes with silent laughter, and I frown into his shoulder. "Baka," He tells me fondly.
Comfortable silence stretches out between us.
"You know that eventually someone's going to notice that your beds outside, we should probably go fetch it."
"… Can't be bothered."
"Baka neko."
"Urusai, nezumi!" I growl, kicking Yuki half-heartedly in the shin.
"Come on," Yuki says resignedly, rolling over me so he can get up, "We should go get your bed."
"Why? Am I not welcome in yours?" I ask jokingly, raising an eyebrow.
Yuki raises an eyebrow at me with an unidentifiable look, then walks over to his wardrobe and pulls out a jacket. "It's getting cold. You should grab a jacket too."
"Yes, mother." I retort, walking back into my room to retrieve my own jacket.
*~*~*~*
27.10.03 11.53 AM
Yuki and I finally managed to get my bed back in through the window with a little guidance from Shimo, who hovered near my window and told me when my bed would fit back through, and, of course, from Shift. If it got me into the mess, there was no way in hell it wasn't gonna help me get out of it.
My sheets were fairly sodden, so I replaced those. Thankfully enough, the mattress was only wet on one side, so I turned that over and ignored it. Mildew is my friend. I've only just woken up. The lump on my head is down but bruising, and the middle of my chest is mottled green, brown, yellow and purple. I refuse to look at my other injury sight. Yuki's obviously feeling rather bruised as well from the very careful way he's been walking this morning. If I didn't know that I was moving in a remarkably similar way, I'd find it funny. It feels good to have a place to write again.
Haru leaves today.
*~*~*~*
There. That's another chapter done.
I don't know when I'm next going to be able to post, what with the whole skipping country thing and stuff.
Don't kill me if it takes a little over a month.
