Chapter 4: Bad Chemistry
Azami brought the steaming hot beverage to her lips, tilting the mug just enough so that the hot cocoa wouldn't burn her tongue. After, she eyed the two girls in front of her suspiciously.
"So..?"
Azami closed her textbook and looked strait into a pair of silver eyes that belonged to one Yuna Rutheria.
"So how was it?" she asked grinning from ear to ear.
"Eh?"
"Howwashe?" the blue haired girl asked while punching the alchemist-in-training playfully.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know. Him."
Azami's usually emotionless mask failed her when blood rushed up to her cheeks as memories of every encounter brought her to further and further to embarrassment.
"Touché!"
"Nothing happened." The raven-haired girl grunted. She opened her textbook, pretending to read its contents. The blue haired mage broke into a fit of giggles and gave the brunette beside her an amused glance.
"I heard the guy's handsome—" Yuna paused observing the slight pink tinge on the brunette's cheeks "—so I am right! He is cute!" she squealed loudly.
The brunette watched the swirling liquid in her mug, careful to avoid Yuna's gaze.
"Yukino."
No reply.
The brunette titled her head away from the blue-haired mage, as the alchemist-trainee and brunette brought the hot beverage tot heir lips once more Yuna suddenly asked "was he a good kisser?"
Both Azami and Yukino spat out the searing liquid from their mouths, both girls glaring at Yuna menacingly.
"So he is a good kisser!" she said sheepishly with a sly smile playing on her lips.
"I have no time for such things." Azami calmly replied, the blush however still evident on her face.
"And you?"
Yukino shook her head and raised a gloved hand "I've never kissed anyone yet, I'm waiting for that special someone."
"Waiting? How… boring." the blue-haired mage muttered under her breath.
Yuna picked up her mug and brought it to her lips. She noticed Azami staring at her attentively. The blue-haired mage's instincts told her that it was either something on her face or some poison of some sort. Most likely it was the latter so she pretended to take a sip.
Azami stood up, smiling contently.
"Where are you going?" the blue-haired girl asked.
Azami paused looking for the best explanation "Group project…"
"With who?"
"With—"
Azami bit her lips, her eyes hungrily watching…
"Push it in already!" she demanded, her voice hoarse with anticipation.
"I will, just wait abitmore."
"Do you have protection?"
"Do I look stupid?" the raven-haired mage retorted.
Azami wiped the beads of sweat off her face.
"That's too big…" Azami said, a worried look plastered on her face.
"It's going to be alright, trust me." Lei said in a reassuring voice.
"Hurry then! It's getting too hot!"
"I know." he said with a smug look on his face and a cocky smile to match.
The raven-haired alchemist took one of his ears between her fingers and pinched it hard.
"Ouwawa!" he squealed.
"Why are you blushing!"
"I'm not!" shaking his head vigorously.
"I'm beginning to think your imagination's giving a different meaning to our conversation back there."
"No!"
"Then pay attention, or else!" she spat into his ear.
"O-Ok!"
"It's been the third time this week I've caught you daydreaming! If you make a mistake with this batch the timetable's going to be set back a couple of days!" she scolded loudly.
Lei set aside the test-tubes and chemicals and frowned, he couldn't take this treatment! What the hell did he do to be treated so coldly? It wasn't just the shouting in his ear and the side comments, if he didn't know better it would seem that she enjoyed torturing him. Azami pinched his ear again and something in him snapped.
"You know I wish you'd learn to respect me just a wee bit more!" he shouted slamming a hand unto the table.
"Even if we are partners it doesn't mean I have to be friendly with you." she told him bitterly.
Lei's knuckles turned white, he looked at Azami barely restraining his anger "Do you know how hard it is to be civil with that attitude of yours!" he snarled.
"Unfortunately, that's your problem."