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"Eriol," I blink in surprise. "What are you doing here- I mean," Stupid, stupid cat! "What brings you here?"
Something about that boy makes me try to act polite.
Eriol smiles. "I'm just shopping. How about you?"
I nod my head towards my fumbling cousin.
Eriol raises one of his thin black brows. "Your hobby again?"
Ah, reference to previous conversation. I almost forgot that I had said seeing Haru's face when he came back in the rain was something I looked forward to. A snort escapes me. "His sense of direction's shot. I'm makin' sure he gets back to the main house in one piece, and preferably before school starts again."
"Ah."
"Hm."
"So how did you get stuck with this particular job?"
"Luck? Nah, I volunteered. If he ends up anywhere near Osaka, I'm supposed to firmly grab him by the nose and drag him in the right direction. It's a precaution."
"I see."
"Hm."
"You don't think it's would be awfully imposing of me if I asked to accompany you, would it?"
I blink with surprise again. "'Course not- I mean, that would be great,"
Eriol smiles again.
What on earth am I doing?
I stare up at the imposing masterpiece of European architecture, and wonder what I've gotten myself into, accepting Eriol's offer of 'late supper'. The chirping of a few crickets is about the only sound there is. The air is still and cool, and the lack of movement anywhere makes the world, the very air seems frozen solid. A crystalline world, and it hasn't even started properly snowing yet.
"Master! I know you're home! Stop standing around outside and come in before you catch your death!"
Eriol throws me a wry smile as I instinctively wince. I think it's just a natural male reaction to wince whenever we hear a female yelling at us, no matter what it's about. I dunno, maybe it was just growing up around Kagura that did it.
"That's my housekeeper Nakuru."
Great. Another shrill female. Can't have too many of those.
Even more weary than I already was, I find myself being reluctantly herded up the path through an impeccable front yard to the white-washed front door of my acquaintance's 'humble abode'. I'm cautious to call him a friend. Something about that boy makes me a little suspicious. He puts me on edge with just a smile. I can handle smiles, but something about Eriol doesn't seem right. He always seems to be at the right place at the right time, with no explanation given, and for some unknown reason, the thoughts 'Is he stalking me?' never seem to occur until after he's disappeared again. Bad vibes slide off him like water on a duck, he just seems impervious to everything. He never looses his cool. I don't trust him, I don't want to be here.
But there's nothing I can do about it without seeming rude. And I still, no matter how creepy he is, don't want to do that. It's almost like the complex I have around my father. I want to make a good impression.
Just as my mind gropes at this concept, the front door bursts open. "Master!" She stops and throws me a smile. "Ah! A guest! Master, you should have warned me!"
Nakuru's dark brown hair is close to her knees, with an impeccably cut fringe that frames her oval face. Two pieces of hair are swept up into little buns, with their ends trailing down in thin plaits. She looks in her early twenties, and has a disapproving look on her face. The look melts into a smile, and she skips out onto the veranda, and leaps at me. With reflexes that have been perfected over my years at school (and being called 'soooo cute!' to quote a few stupid girls), I side step her attack, and brace myself to run like-a-mad-thing.
Nakuru screeches to a halt perilously close to stairs, then turns to me with a pout. "You're good."
Eriol, looking amused, but like he's trying to ignore us both, hustles us inside.
Dinner passes without incident, with a little casual chatter that still doesn't seem to calm me. The Elementals are flitting around inside me, causing general mayhem, and what feels like WWIII. It seems I'm not the only one who's ready to break for the door.
Eriol and I take seats in his 'study', which is more like a library, next to a roaring fire, with cups of tea.
"That was quite a reaction you had to Nakuru's affection before,"
"Yeah, well, I don't like people touching me."
"Why is that?"
"I like my personal space." I state, giving Eriol an unfriendly stare until he looks away, the flames in the fireplace reflecting off his glasses.
We sit in silence, myself sulking, and Eriol contemplating something only he can see.
"… I think I should head home before Tohru starts to get too worried." I glance at the grandfather clock in the corner. "It's already past ten."
Eriol nods and leads me to the door.
"It's been a pleasure having you,"
"Thankyou for feeding me,"
I slip out the door into the night, and instantly wrap my arms around myself. It's gotten a lot colder.
"Ah, you're back." Yuki's voice floats over to me as I lie on the couch, an arm flung over my face. "You know, there are beds for that,"
I slide my arm down my face to that I can actually see the source of his voice, and give my cousin the best glare I can muster. "Just get your ass over here."
Peeling my back off the couch, I sit up enough to conceivably put my arms around Yuki's neck, then head in the crook of his neck.
"Bad day, I take it?"
"Average day, suckful dinner companions." I sigh, partially weary and partially because Yuki's rubbing my back. "Eriol's wiggy 'house keeper' kept tryin' a glomp me, and Eriol's creepy, and asks questions."
"Eriol? When did he get involved?"
I somehow manage to shrug. "Met him in town, an' he tagged along."
"Like a faithful fan-club member?"
I draw my head back and butt him in the chin, making Yuki flinch. "No, k'so nezumi, like a friend that I met on the street,"
Yuki leans forward, pressing me back against the couch, his arms slipping away from my waist, one bracing his hovering over the couch, and the other resting lightly on my chest.
He kisses my jaw line, just south of my ear, then sits back slightly to watch me squirm, like, so predictably, I am. "Silly kitten, I've seen the looks he gives you in class," his lips slide further down my jaw, "He wants you."
Spluttering, I shove Yuki off me and the edge of the couch he had managed to take over, making him land on his ass in a rather undignified way. "Bastard! Don't give me that martyred expression, you horny freak! No one's 'getting me' until I damn well say so! That includes you, and the weirdo foreigner! Honestly."
I stand up and step over Yuki's sprawled form, heading for the stairs.
The whole fucking world is mad.
*~*~*~*
28.10.03 6.59 AM
Yuki 'apologised' profusely to me before I reached my room (not that I really minded or anything, just don't tell him that), and I went to bed a satisfied man. I still want to know what the hell he's thinking. Eriol ' wants me' yeah, right. He treats me like he does everyone else, with impeccable manners, and no hint of emotion. Yuki is, as I've already mentioned, a horny freak. And a jealous one at that.
I mean, seriously, what a shitty time to proposition me. a) I was tired, b) It was in the living room, where anyone might just walk in, c) the Elementals were still pitching a battle in my head, and most of all, d) Shimo might be watching. Yeesh. That's an automatic turn-off right there. I mean, he uses the same eyes as my boyfriend, he could be watching at any time. Don't know what that strange mind of his might be thinking. God, it would be like getting it on in front of Tohru. Just not done.
Just…. Yeesh.
I've been thinking. Yes, it did hurt.
Do people expect me to have any sort of… detail in this fic? Cuz… I don't think I got the balls to write anything graphic. Especially not in 1st person. That's just wiggy. Hee hee, jealous Yuki. I just thought I'd like to make parallels between Yuki & Kyo and Li & Sakura for old time's sake. I like things like that. Plus jealous Yuki means attentive Yuki… *-* Eh heh… Okay, going now.
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