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The Bitter Suite

'Thank God I packed lightly,' she thought as she finished packing up her suitcase.  She looked around the room to see if there was anything that gave a sign of her presence there and found none.  The clock read 2:45 A.M., and she was grateful for that.  If she left now, quietly, at this hour, she wouldn't have to explain to anyone why she was leaving.  It would save her all the trouble of saying goodbye to the Shuffle Alliance again, as well as her Domon.

Hers…Not…

"Argh!" she groaned.  "Stop thinking that girl!" she hissed.  Without another thought, she picked up her suitcase and stepped outside her door.  She walked out of the hallway and came to the top of the stairs when she saw the guards walking about in the entrance hall.  She gasped slightly and jumped back against the wall, frantically thinking of what to do.  Quietly, she sneak back into her room without anyone seeing her, and she sighed in vexation.  How was she going to do this now?

Suddenly, another idea hit her, and decided to go for it.  Hey, if it worked in Neo-Hong Kong, why not Neo-France?

~*~

Domon was training out in the courtyard of the palace, trying to figure out some things.  Like what *was* going on between him and Allenby?  Was there even *anything* there?  Or was it all in his head? 

Punch.  Punch.  Punch.  Kick.  Kick.  Guard.  Back flip.  Combo.  His body flew into those motions as he executed the moves.  However, his mind was else where.  He finally sighed as he realized this was one of those problems he wasn't going to solve in one night's worth of training.  If he only could find the answer to that question, then he could get some real rest.

~*~

Allenby gave the bed sheet another quick tug and took a deep breath.  Good, it was tight.  With another deep breath, she grabbed onto the bed sheet and climbed out the window.  'OK, now, you remember the trick, don't look down.  This is just like the time in Neo-Hong Kong, there's nothing to worry about,' she reminded herself as she slowly began to scale down the palace wall. 

A smile crossed her lips when she figured she was a little over halfway done with the rope of bed sheets.  This was working out well.  She couldn't figure out why she was so—Suddenly, she looked up at the rope and saw it unraveling.  "Uh oh," she whispered.  She frantically tried to go faster, but…

"ACK!!"

~*~

"ACK!!"

"Huh?" Domon whispered, stopping his training.  That sounded like someone in trouble.  He looked up, and his eyes widen in surprise when he saw something falling down towards him.  He was about to move out of the way when it came crashing down on him.  He laid on the ground on his stomach, a sharp pain down in his lower back where the thing fell on him.

"Ow!" he yelped in pain…as well as someone else.  Curious, he decided to find out who it was and looked up to see a woman with blue hair and green eyes, rubbing her arse from the fall, then looking at him.  They both gasped in shock.  She jumped back off of him and sat up on the ground as he sat up as well.

"Domon!"

"Allenby!"

~*~

"What were you doing out there?" Domon asked her.  They were sitting down in a table in the parlor, looking at her curiously.  Allenby looked down, trying to avoid eye contact.

"I…I was…leaving…"

"Leaving?  Why?" he blinked in surprise.

She looked up at him, wondering if she could tell him the truth…if she *should*.  Would he try to stop her?… Or would he help her?  It wasn't like her to be this quiet, and she knew it.  Yet…she also knew she couldn't lie to him either. 

"I have to."

"Why?"

"Be-Because…if I stay…"  Her voice trailed off as she looked away from him.  "If I stay, I'll only ruin things."

"Allenby, you're not ruining *anything*.  Please don't go."     

Again, she looked up at his words.  "But-I…"  She didn't know how to explain it.  His eyes were softer as he looked at hers.

"Don't go because of me."

They sat there in silence, thinking over what had been said.  After what seemed like a hour, she nodded, smiling slightly.  "OK, I'll stay."  He smirked back at her and opened his mouth to speak when they heard the clock ringing for three in the morning.  They both snickered and smiled at each other.

"Let's get you back in your room; it's really late."

"Sure!" she chimed, and they both quietly walked up the stairs so not to wake anyone.  The two came to her room, and she looked up at him.  "Thanks Domon."

"Welcome.  See ya Allenby."

"You bet!"  With a smile and a nod from each other, Domon left for his room while Allenby went in hers.  She leaned against her door.  He wanted her to stay…  Her smile resurfaced.  Maybe there *was* something there after all!  Suddenly, she yawned, and she laughed lightly as she crawled into bed and soon fell asleep.

~*~

Domon went to bed with a somewhat happier heart.  He felt bad for being the reason she was going to leave though.  Had he hurt her that much?  'Oh Kami!' he thought.  What if he had?  He never had wanted to do that!… But she seemed happy he asked her to stay, perhaps she did still care for him after all!  A faint smile crossed his lips as he too soon fell asleep.