'The person they threatened to hurt is you, Shizuma… and there's no storybook that can tell how this will end…'

Shizuma played this sentence over and over in her mind, trying to grasp the full meaning of it. It surprised her she didn't feel scared at all, worried yes, and sad things should go this way, but not scared. No, the silver haired girl's thoughts weren't focused on the threatening presence of Miyuki's husband from hell. The only thing that Shizuma thought of was:

She's worried for me! She really is!

This mantra kept bouncing around in her head, filling her with a feeling of warmth and love…something that showed on her face in the gentlest of smiles…and something that Miyuki really didn't understand.

She'd just told Shizuma that her husband threatened to hurt her and that he had the means to to so, but her friend just sat there…with a smile on her face!

Perhaps it's the shock… yes, that must be it. It must have rattled her completely and now she doesn't know how to react. Still I don't think- why is she smiling at me now?

Miyuki's anger and worry disappeared as she saw a happy twinkle appearing in green eyes. Suspicion replaced those feelings. She knew that look. It usually appeared when her friend was up to something, and knowing Shizuma, that something wasn't always a good thing.

'Uhm, Shizuma? Are you alright?'

Getting no response, Miyuki waved her hands in front of the young woman's eyes. She frowned.

Not even a blink! Now what do I do?

Shizuma noticed Miyuki's eyes glazing over, a sign she was lost in thoughts. Good, she said to herself, I want her back to her old self, bossing me around, because we're going to need that Miyuki to solve this mess. Come on Miyuki, show me the former student council president is still inside you, I know she is! I know she-ah! Here we go!'

Seeing Miyuki's eyes focus again, Shizuma suspected she was, or very soon would be, in for one of her friend's famous lectures. And she wasn't disappointed.

'Why are you smiling like that? It's not funny Shizuma! This is a serious matter here! He's not someone to take lightly, even if he can't tell his right hand from his left!'

Suddenly, Shizuma giggled, throwing Miyuki off balance once more.

'WHAT??!!!'

'Doesn't know his right hand from his left? Really Miyuki!'

The bluenette admitted to herself it sounded a bit lame, but it summed up her husband pretty accurate.

'You know as well as I do, ETOILE, he's too stupid to figure out how to get from point a to point b. He's just a pathetic little boy that uses his fists more than his brain…if he even has one. Something I really started to doubt a few days before my wedding.'

Shizuma looked at her expectantly, knowing the beginning of a story when she heard one.

Miyuki grinned at her memory.

'He was eating a waffle, you know one of those with chocolate on one side and nothing on the other? Suddenly he said "Belgian waffles are good, it probably is the factory that makes the best waffles!"'

Shizuma threw her head back and laughed. Miyuki smiled back. Belgium was a country…not a waffle factory.

Shizuma wiped the tears away that rolled down her cheeks and grabbed Miyuki's hands, pulling her down to her lap. Miyuki yelped in surprise and quickly threw her arms around Shizuma's neck to keep her balance. That brought her nose to nose with the former Etoile, something that made her heart skip a beat even now. Shizuma winked and rested her forehead against her friend's.

'Now, that's the Miyuki I like to see. Don't let him mess with your head! Okay, he might have his family behind him and all that, but he'll never have that something you do.'

Miyuki looked up at her with expectation, wondering what it might be.

Shizuma looked very proud and smiled.

'You have me!'

Miyuki looked at her for a moment, then swatted her arm.

'SHIZUMA!'

This was the sign to start bantering away and that was exactly what they did.

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HAH! But I'm not going to tell you WHAT they're up to just yet. *grins*

Sorry that it's a bit shorter, but I'm not quite sure how to continue this, so I'll just post what I have ^^

*Does a happy dance*

I have a Beta, I have a beta, I have a Beta, I have a Beta, etc…

Uhm…anything I should say..anything I should- ah yes! The waffle-joke. Perhaps some of you don't understand this one, but I've got a LOT of people saying this to me. Every time I said I was from Belgium they'd say: Isn't that a factory where they make waffles? Yes people, we have amazing waffles, I know (ego ego) but we're a country, small, but a country none the less!

I don't want to criticize anyone who ever thought this or said this to me, far from it (because it's kinda funny if you think about it XD), it's just meant to indicate Belgium is a country :p (trust me, if I didn't live here myself, I would think it was a famous museum or painter or something XD).

Disclaimer: I don't own them… *sits in a corner, feeling depressed*