An Interesting Situation
"We have to what?" growled Kurogane.
"Share a bed," Syaoran repeated in a mumbled voice.
"No way in hell am I sharing a bed with that guy!" he snarled, a finger pointing at the blond magician playing happily with Mokona.
"Hm, what was that, Kuropin?"
"I thought I told you not to call me that!"
Syaoran sighed. "There's nothing we can do about it. The inn's all full."
"Hmph. I bet I could get us a better room," Kurogane muttered dangerously.
"Kurotan, there's no need for such violence."
The swordsman rounded on Fye. "I'll give you violence the likes you've never seen!"
"Ah, but you don't know what I've seen, so how would you know?"
With a growl of frustration, the swordsman stalked out of the lobby.
"That went well, didn't it, Syaoran-kun?" said Fye with a grin on his face.
"No, not really."
"Oh, you didn't mention that Sakura-chan was taking the bed, did you?"
"…Forgot we decided that…"
