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Hello again :P First of all: THANK U MY THREE REVIEWERS!!!!!! :D :D I decided to make one last quick update before school starts again. Let me know if things start getting boring. I wanted to show the current stance of the characters. And don't worry. IT WILL BECOME A THREESOME. Don't wanna rush things.
CHAPTER 1
Stare. Blink. Eat Pocky. Sigh.
Stare. Blink. Eat Pocky. Sigh.
Electric-blue eyes narrowed, almost imperceptibly. Something was definitely off with Shiki.
They sat at their usual spot by the fountain, doing as they usually did. An untrained observer wouldn't have noticed any change in his behavior. But this is Rima— he might as well just wave a big red flag. That's how obvious it is.
Staring, blinking, eating Pocky and sighing were all part of the normal routine. But it was the way he was doing it. The way Shiki's eyes would shift slightly towards her when he thought she wasn't looking. Rima was used to him watching her from the corner of his eye, but never so secretively. And his sighs; his sighs were long, purposely drawn out. These weren't I'm-Hungry-What-A-Bother-Life-Is sighs. They came from somewhere else, somewhere deep down. Most alarming of all though: the fact that he sometimes forgot to blink and eat Pocky before he sighed.
The pattern's all wrong.
"Troubled, Shiki?"
She spoke in her usual flat tone, curiosity giving it the tiniest edge. Judging by his startled reaction, he had been thinking hard about something.
Shiki turned momentarily to face her, eyes flickering with an emotion Rima could not name. But it was gone as quickly as it had come, like a spark from a damp matchstick. He shook his head silently, as if just now remembering that he hadn't answered her. Strands of red-brown hair fell over his face with the movement.
Rima tried to hold his gaze, but he turned away before his eyes could find hers.
She stared, blinked, ate some Pocky and sighed.
He'd tell her in his own time. He always did.
He didn't tell her.
Three days had passed since the Elton John Incident.
And surprisingly Rima was the only one who seemed cool about the whole thing. Granted, her immediate reaction had been violent, what with electricity surging out of her breasts, but her recovery was just as quick. She even offered to help Aidou carry the unconscious Ichijou up to his room. It was clear that she had already forgiven her blonde counterpart, even if he hadn't really forgiven himself as yet.
Ichijou had locked himself in his room for the first two days, and now that he had finally emerged from his self-imposed isolation he was avoiding Rima like the plague. The mere mention of her name would cause his cheeks to redden. After what had happened though, his behavior was not unexpected.
Still, it made Shiki wonder if the blush was from embarrassment, or something quite different. It was so like Ichijou to fall in love with the first woman whose breasts he got to touch.
Heck, he'd probably fall in love with me if I nudged him in the right direction.
Shiki shook his head. What a stupid thought.
Besides, he was wandering off topic here. The point was that he was NOT jealous. No, really, he wasn't. Ichijou had apologized to him first of all people. Because apparently everyone in the Night and probably the Day Class too thought he and Rima were dating. Sure, Shiki had always acknowledged the fact that they were well, together, and that at some point or another they would become a couple. But in all truth he hadn't really thought about it. Eventually it would happen. EVENTUALLY.
Rima, Ichijou and even Aidou had asked him why he'd leaped to his feet like that. Shock, he'd replied. And he wasn't lying. But he wasn't telling the whole truth either.
Initially it was shock. But the shock had quickly given way to fear. He'd finally realized that it was possible for someone else, someone other than himself, to become close to Rima. So close, perhaps, that she might leave his side altogether. It was okay if her love for him wasn't exclusive. But it wasn't okay if it meant that they couldn't be with each other. Which made no sense to Shiki whatsoever. It was maddening.
And seeing Ichijou's long white fingers touching her small breasts had made him painfully aware of things he hadn't allowed himself to be aware of before. That she could be held, caressed—
Kissed. Licked. Bitten … Fuc—
He was getting ahead of himself.
"Show meeee!" Aidou whined, reaching for the notebook only to have his hand slapped away by a frantic, blushing Ichijou.
"NO! It's my notebook and-and you're mean therefore you can't touch it!"
Aidou paused in mid-reach, staring at the other blonde incredulously.
"I'm MEAN therefore I can't touch it?"
Ichijou nodded so hard that his neck might have broken.
"..."
Aidou's lips twitched. Should he laugh or scream?
"..."
He screamed.
"MEAN?! MEAN?! IS THIS REALLY THE BEST EXCUSE YOU COULD COME UP WITH?! HOW OLD ARE YOU ANYWAY ICHIJOU?!"
The poor victim of his screaming attack had shrunk (anime style) to the size of a toddler.
"Um... thwee?" He stared up at his attacker with big scared eyes, lips trembling. It was a sight that would have melted even Toga Yagari's stone heart.
Aidou snatched the notebook from his hands. "MWAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!" Too bad he didn't have a heart. (He had... a peanut 0.0)
Ichijou, now his normal size, lunged at his malicious 'friend' in a desperate attempt to retrieve the cause of all this strife.
He wound up on the floor.
Dammit! He's a genius AND he's fast.
But Kain was faster. He'd grabbed the thing out of his scheming cousin's hands.
THANK GOD. Where'd he come from again?
He then proceeded to open it at the last page.
Ichijou curled himself into a ball on the floor, wishing he could disappear.
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
It was time to go to his happy place. The Beatles would save him for sure!
And I say it's alright.
Kain's eyebrows slowly rose as he read what had been written with pink gel pen in big bubble handwriting.
LITTLE DARLING,
Ichijou started humming desperately as an amused smirk began to form on the taller vampire's face.
THE SMILES RETURNING TO THE FACES.
Aidou inched slowly towards his cousin, trying to read over his shoulder. Too bad Ichijou's foot got in the way.
LITTLE DARLING, IT SEEMS LIKE YEARS SINCE IT'S BEEN HERE.
Kain ripped out the page, his movements teasingly slow.
Then it burst into flame.
And I say it's alright.
Ichijou sighed, relief flooding him as he released the hair of a certain blonde he had been restraining.
Aidou screamed in despair as the words 'MRS. RIMA ICHIJOU' were burnt away before he could read them.
As for Kain, he could only nod in understanding at the pleading look a pair of anxious green eyes cast his way. He put a finger to his lips, winking.
He knew what it was like to hide your feelings.
Ichijou grinned.
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes...
Sort of a bla chapter but I needed to give the characters some time to contemplate their next moves. I'll try writing longer chapters.
Kain is SUCH a sweetheart. So dignified. What a good man. Sigh... What a GOOD GOOD man... No really man what a Great guy... No seriously... Seriously...
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