Dizzle Dazzle

Dizzle Dazzle

Chapter Two: Sad, but Content

"And now to print." Nabe spoke for the council as he pounced on the button, once Yuki was done typing

"Don't you have work to finish, yourself Nabe?" Yuki snapped angered by his intrusion

The boy ignored him, and carried on after a brief smile to the "princess" as he referred to Yuki before. It was becoming rather annoying how he'd been taking advantage of his status in Yuki, and Machi's new relationship, the memory was still fresh in Yuki's mind.

Angered by the memory Yuki's arm automatically shot up to the back his head, which he scratched at for a moment, as he snatched up the finished grant from the printer, and enveloped it, without sealing.

"Are you going to run it by the office today?" Machi wondered looking up from her work

It hadn't taken Yuki long to figure out what her favorite things, and little habits were; after he pretty much guessed what her favorite color was. In the sunlight really was the best place to keep her. She seemed to have gleamed with the most beauty ever, where compared to Tohru, who gleamed with innocence, and great warmth, was still pretty sad, but he didn't like to do that to her, unless he was in deep thought. He liked the fact that there was a place where she shined so, and seemed so perfect to him.

"Well, I was," he said finally smiling at her

"Oh," she frowned then

It was funny how Tohru worried him more than Machi, even now, but he was content with that. He understood why she frowned so easily now when they had moments like this, when everyone was around, especially Nabe.

"No you can't, YunYun's far to busy to worry about that now!" Kimi interrupted before Nabe had the chance

Yuki looked at her with grateful eyes, and Machi went back to her work, as Nabe approached them to throw in his two senses. Then just as Nabe was about to speak Yuki went on, obviously to avoid conversation with the boy.

"Actually I was thinking of just flinging it."

"What," Kimi paused to stare shockingly at the prince, "but wouldn't that seem pretty careless, to hand it off to a random student from the hall?"

"Not at all, considering it's going to benefit even them." He said poking his head out into the hall

Then there she was, just standing there, staring at something. He was going to call to her, when she edge forward, her hand out. What's she doing? He thought as she frowned lowering her eyes to the floor.

"Uh . . .Ms. Honda," he called to her finally

"Yes," she boomed through the empty hall

He emerged from the room then, with the envelope near to his chest, his eyes focused on the beaming woman. "I was going to ask if you had any spare time, so you might run this grant by the office, for us." He paused "I'm far too busy today, and am afraid I won't be able to get to it myself, to meet its deadline."

"No problem, I only have one class left, anyhow," she paused taking the envelope in hand "Um. By the way, what's this grant for anyway?"

"Oh just, The Talent Show." He beamed walking her half way down the hall

"Wow, for you and your team to have done so much work in so little time, you must he proud." She paused for a breath

"Yes, it really is quite amazing, how our work pace has change so rapidly."

"Well then, I better be off." She giggled as she went on . . .

"From there, I can't possibly tell what happen to you on your way to the office," he paused to help undo the balled up paper "All I know, is that the council had a brief lunch together, and carried on with work until an hour or so, after you came." He went on stacking up the wrinkled papers

"Yes, I suppose that was a silly thing to ask you." She said returning to her usual self

For moment he took some time to stare at her, there really was no reason for it, or at less one good enough for him, to think of. He guessed it was because it was one her habits, and it was beginning to rub off on him now.

"Well, Ms. Honda, what was the reason for this disaster?"

"Well . . . " she began

End (Now/No)