Chapter 3: Conversations at the Ship – Part 2

KuroFai Room

"They said I had black eyes," Kurogane muttered loudly. He had intended it for Fai to hear, and currently, the wizard wasn't failing him in striking up a conversation.

"Hmm… yes, it seems so. I still see that your eyes are red. I don't understand it either," Fai had replied. They were currently lounging inside one of the cabins of the ship. It was late into the night, and since the ship had limited rooms, Fai and Kurogane opted to share a room. Sakura and Syaoran were in the next room, and the last they've seen of Mokona was this morning. Fai had a sneaking suspicion that that was because of that Gwendal fellow.

"Do you think it has anything to do with the feather?" Kurogane asked. When they had first arrived, he had thought that the feather surely couldn't be here. But then again, why were this people disillusioned into thinking that his eyes were black?

"It's possible," Fai said thoughtfully, stretching onto his bed. "But it's a wonderful world, this one. Don't you think so too Kuro-chan?"

Kurogane rolled his eyes at the smiling wizard. He settled himself on the hammock on the other side of the room. "There's something about that Conrart fellow that reminds me of you."

"Oh?" Fai asked, looking at Kurogane. "Care to explain why?"

Kurogane turned away and pressed a finger to the light switch. "Never mind. Go to sleep."

"Goodnight Kuro-pi."

GwendalGunter Room

"GWENDAL!"

Gunter was the unfortunate person to share a room with Gwendal. Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem for the two, as they usually got along well. But today wasn't really one of those days.

Mokona pouted, leafing through a book that Gunter had written about His Majesty, the oh-so-devilishly-handsome-heart-breaker Yuuri.

"Of eyes that are charcoal black, rivaling the tenacity of the First Maou's gaze,

Sweet sweet lips that have yet to lose the softness of yout-"

Mokona jumped away in time as Gunter ran and swiped at him with a broom. Gwendal was away talking with Conrart, and Gunter wanted nothing more than to strangle the life out of the aristocrat for leaving this white cannonball of chaos to run amok in his room.

"I don't care what Angel Fai says! I'm going to barbecue you!" Gunter threatened as he lunged at Mokona with his almighty broom while Mokona started another one of his prose.

"Torment to my heart whenever he departs!" Mokona said in sweet singsong voice.

Conrart Room

Conrart had been busy writing something when Gwendal had entered his room. Conrart and Celi were the lucky ones who wouldn't be sharing a room with anyone for the night.

"Is there anything you wish to talk about?" Gwendal asked his brother as he stepped into the room.

Conrart pushed papers to the side as he looked up at his brother, "It's about our guests. It wasn't exactly very cordial of us to ask them to share rooms."

"We had no choice. We couldn't exactly make someone else sleep in Yuuri and Wolfram's room. Brat prince will definitely throw a tantrum," Gwendal reasoned. "And we can't make anyone sleep with mother. She tries on ridiculous lingerie for her nightwear."

"Yes. Traumatizing," Conrart agreed. "Well, they're not exactly bad characters, that's for certain. But I just can't seem to find this Clow Kingdom. It's as if they came from another world."

"Perhaps, like the Maou, they've been transported to our world," Gwendal told him. "They didn't seem like they were lying. And that creature, Mokona, is definitely not from our world."

"What is their purpose though? This all seems like some random visit," Conrart told his brother.

"Are you worried that they are here to do harm?" Gwendal asked him. In truth, it was the same thought that was running through his mind. "Do you think we should warn His Majesty?"

"…no. It's more of a curiosity than a sense of foreboding," Conrart explained. "They're rather interesting."

Gwendal muttered something incoherent under his breath. He looked up at his brother, bid him goodnight, and promised that he'll try to get some answers out for him. Conrart nodded. He had been hoping to see Syaoran tomorrow too.

Conrart was just about to jump into bed when his mother burst through the room.

"CONRAAART!" the former Maou whined as she pulled her son into a tight hug. Any noise from Conrart was muffled by the thick pink bathrobe that his mother was wearing. "Why couldn't you have asked Kurogane-kun to stay in my room?"

Conrart pulled away, trying his best to smoothen his hair as he replied, "Kurogane was the one to request that he be roomed with Fai."

"That's not fair!" Celi whined, pouting in what she hoped was a convincing move.

"Mother, please, it's late," Conrart pleaded gently, a hint of a smile on his lips. "Go and have your beauty sleep."

Celi let out a small huff of indignation before storming out of the room, determined to make the handsome aristocrat hers by the next morning.

A/N: Next chapter, the gang arrives at Shin Makoku! XD Yay! Anissina's gonna be there. Oh yes, let the chaos ensue:-D