YuRi Shipper: Baaaah… everyone's updating so fast, I can't compete. xDDD

I spelled the 'mis amigos' thing wrong last time? Daaaamn. xD That's what you get for using Spanish when you really only know English and French. –chuckles nervously and inches away- I own nothing, though… -pulls a Stewie- Victory will be mine!

Hitomi: Oh… my…

Lei Fang: That was scary.

Kasumi: Someone has watched a tad too much television.

YuRi Shipper: Ehhh?! I thought I had you guys locked in the closet?

Hitomi: It was made of wood. And Christie's a smoker.

Kasumi: Don't worry! –smiles innocently- I put the fire out!

YuRi Shipper: My… my room… -sobs and runs to check in on it-

Fight, fight, fight...

Many curious sets of eyes darted between Christie and Helena now – the Brit seemingly unfazed, and the blonde turning a lovely shade of crimson. Oh yes, Donovan would be dying sometime soon… that is, if she could help it. Damn bastard, showing something like that…

"I'm sure you all have much to discuss with Helena, now… so I'll leave you be. Good night, girls." Donovan cut out, and almost as soon as he did, many female voices clashed, different things being said, being asked… it was all a loud jumble of noise that made no sense. And most of it was directed at the French woman, who looked about ready to snap at them, or cry. It seemed that it would be the former, however, as she slipped out of her usual sophisticated state of being for a while to let out a rather loud cry.
"Please! Mon Dieu! I'll answer your questions, but could we please try speaking one at a time?" The noise ceased, and she had time to collect herself, before looking at the rest of the women. "Alright…"

Never one to waste time, Tina was the first to start up again. "So were you an' Christie in some form of relationship?" If Helena was over the initial shock of Tina using a word as large as 'relationship', she sure as heck didn't show, cerulean eyes rather wide as she stumbled over a response.
"Not exactly." Christie, the ever silent one, finally cut in, voice colder than it must've been outside at the very instant. "It wasn't anything serious."

"Not to you, maybe." Helena seemed to have finally snapped out of her daze – and she seemed mad. "But that's precisely why it didn't work out, now, isn't it?" Her voice had become a low hiss, and her usually soft (or disapproving, depending on how she saw you) gaze had narrowed, focusing angrily on the Brit, who returned the look of sheer hatred.

"It didn't 'work out' because someone's a bitch."
"Is that so? Perhaps it didn't 'work out' because someone uses too much vulgar language, or maybe because someone was too secretive."

"Sure as hell wasn't me."

"Stop your lying." And right about there the two broke out into animated bickering, making several of the other women flinch.

"Sorry I asked…" Tina mumbled, plugging her ears with her fingers and heading in the direction of the bedrooms, motioning with a nod of her head for Lisa to follow.

The dark-skinned woman did so, and both Americans quietly stole off, leaving the rest to suffer through the noise.

"Are y'all thinkin' what I am?" The blonde asked of her friend once they were safely inside their room, the door shut.

"You want to play matchmaker still, don't you?" Lisa sighed as the Texan nodded her head eagerly, a goofy, yet mischevious grin spreading across her features. "Y'all went an' read my mind… but the thing is, those two have history together. Small setback bein' that it don't sound like good history…" She trailed off, leaving Lisa to attempt and fill in the blanks.

She ran a hand through dark, cropped locks, sighing. "What do you want me to do?"

Tina smirked. "That's the spirit! Now, I'll work with Christie, and you take 'Lena – she don't seem to like me too much. Here's the plan…"

Hushed whispers were all that could be made out, along with the occasional 'oh', giggle, and, at the end… "You're brilliant, Tina."
"O' course I am!"

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Downstairs, the fighting had never ceased – in fact, it had merely escalated, Christie furious and Helena quite upset as they slung insults and pointed fingers.

Ayane had had enough. She'd left long ago, eyes closed and arms across her chest. No tolerance with that girl, none whatsoever.

This left Lei Fang, Kasumi and Hitomi with a pair of fighting women on their hands. Poor Lei Fang wanted out of there quickly, but she wasn't about to leave Kasumi and Hitomi alone – not after the amount of hugging and snuggling she'd seen those two doing.

And Hitomi didn't seem to be planning on leaving any time soon. In fact, she was quite absorbed with it all. Kasumi seemed far away – physically there, but mentally somewhere else.

Yes, it had been an odd two days… but it could only get much worse as Donovan forced them to remain prisoner.

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No one slept easy that night, if at all. Christie and Helena had never truly stopped their bickering – at least, not until the middle of the night, when a presumably quite pissed off Ayane threatened their lives and yelled a quite angered. "Shut up!"

Lei Fang rolled over, finding herself staring into a pair of blue-grey eyes. For a moment, neither girl spoke, but then the silence became unbearable.

"Do you think… do you think that they'll hurt each other?" Hitomi's voice was barely above a whisper as she looked to the Chinese woman for reassurance – which was precisely what she was to receive. Lei Fang gave a tiny smile, reaching both arms about her cautiously, pulling her into a hug.

"I doubt either one of them would go that far." She murmured, resting her chin on top of the younger girl's head, feeling as the German nodded, and hearing her yawn. She would have said 'you should try and get some sleep now', if not for the simple fact that Hitomi had obviously beaten her to that one. She sighed, closing her own eyes and attempting to catch some sleep as well. Heaven knows she needed it… and Lei Fang could definitely get used to this position.

A tiny smile graced her features as her grip around the younger girl grew a bit tighter. And, in her sleep, Hitomi's own arms latched onto the Chinese woman, a little noise heard as she did this.

YuRi Shipper: Ugh, horrible end for a chapter, and so short… but hey, I'm really busy. Exam week, you know. x.x R&R so I can update with a better, longer chapter next time.