"Dack, for the last time I don't need your help." I complained but Dack just snorted, watching on unconvinced as I wandered around with my arms outstretched. When I wandered directly into the closest I yelped, smacking my nose and as I stumbled back Dack quickly stepped behind me. Instantly I felt his arms wrapping around my waist and at any other time I would have protested if my nose didn't hurt worse than my eyes. "Ow, that hurt!" I yelled, rubbing at my nose hoping I hadn't broken it.

"Of course it did. You walked right into the closest." Dack pointed out and I tried to elbow him, missing him completely. "Just calm down will you?" He sighed and I snorted, gingerly rubbing my nose with an open palm.

"Telling me to calm down isn't going to calm me down, Dack." I growled at him, pushing him away with my other hand before I carefully walked around the room. "Now all I need is another shirt and a pair of leggings. Once you find that you can leave." I told him as I brushed against my bed. I could hear him walking around the room while I sat on my bed, his boots making a light tapping noise on the hardboard floor.

"Like I said I'm happy to help you shower." Dack offered and I growled, grinding my teeth at him. "I'm over here, Mina." He pointed out and I shook my head lying back. Shaking his head at me, Dack started searching the bedroom as I rested. It wasn't until I heard his footsteps getting close that I sat to find a pair of clothes thrust into my hands. "Here." He said after a pause and I grinned, clutching them to my chest.

"Mina, Carole did ask me to look after you." Dack protested when I straightened, pushing past him before I began to walk towards my bathroom. When I felt an arm on my shoulder I sighed knowing that Dack was still insistent on keeping a close eye on me. Whether I liked it or not. Shaking my head I dropped the clothes on my bed trying to control the anger flowing through me.

"How long do I have to spend telling you that I don't need any help?" I snapped, feeling my fingers grow cold as my ice magic flowed. "Do I have to freeze you into a ice sculpture before you leave me alone?" I growled at the thief, hoping the threat of being frozen would loosen his grip on me.

"Mina, you're not helpless." Dack assured me and I would have blinked at him in confusion if I could have opened my eyes. "That's why you're so angry isn't it?"

"Just stop being a pain and leave me alone. I don't need you or anyone else to look after me!" I shouted and Dack's grip on me loosened me as my ice magic exploded. Dack leapt back nearly falling over the bed as icicles flew at his head, leaving a shallow cut on his left cheek.

"Mina, stop it!" He shouted but I was past the point of listening, not even feeling his hands clutching my shoulders. "Geeze for a cyromancer you're pretty hotheaded." He commented and I growled, my fingers glowing blue.

"Will you shut up?!" I snapped, shoving at his hands before I stepped back. "I don't care if Carole told you to take care of me I want you gone. Now."

"Yeah like I'm going anywhere, Mina." Dack answered when I turned around, taking a deep breath. Watching with interest the thief waited until my fingers ceased glowing before he tapped me on the shoulder and I growled at him. "You can argue all you want but no one can make me leave. Especially not you."

"Fine but don't expect me to like having you hanging around here. Oh and don't even think of stealing anything because I'll know." I warned, moving towards the bedroom door. At least I thought I was until I bumped into something and Dack just chuckled. "Get out of my way."

"I thought we were friends." Dack asked and I sighed, poking him in the chest.

"Maybe I'm being a little mean but I hate being helpless." I whispered and Dack smiled, resting a hand on my right shoulder. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"It's just a scratch." Dack told me, brushing the cut on his cheek. "Anyway you said something about taking a shower?" He joked and I coughed, feeling my cheeks heat up.

"Since I can't see a shower's out of the question. So I guess just changing into clean clothes will have to do. Now could you step outside so I can change or do you intend to watch me?" I asked and Dack actually released me his footsteps moving away from me and I would have blinked in suprise if it was possible.

"I'll be waiting outside." Dack called from the doorway and once I heard the door click shut I managed a weak laugh. Even though he'd promised to give me a few minutes alone I changed as quickly as I could, listening carefully if the door opened. Now dressed in leggings and a new shirt I tossed the pollen covered ones on the floor making a mental note to thoughourly wash them once I had the chance before I headed over to the door. This time I called out and Dack opened the door slowly to find me standing there.

After a long pause he started to laugh and I stood there curious until he choked out. "Shirt...on backwards."

Cheeks burning I stepped back into my room, scrambling for the doorknob before the door slammed shut. "He didn't have to laugh at me. I'm blind right now." I complained, brushing my fingers against the buttons of my shirt before I carefully removed the shirt. Too focused on getting the shirt back on the right way I chose to ignore the knock at my bedroom door, not even hearing a louder knock at my door accompanied by a voice.

"Mina, I didn't mean to laugh at you. Well, I did but it was very funny." Dack called out, his hand on the doorknob. "Mina?"

"Trying to get changed, thief." I shouted as I struggled with the shirt, realizing there was no way of telling whether I had it backwards or not. A little frustrated now I decided to pull it on and just hope it was on the right way this time though as I did I heard the doorknob slowly turning and I yelped, stepping back as I pulled the shirt up to cover myself. Still unable to see my feet tripped over something I must have left lying on the floor and with a startled cry I fell hard on my backside.

The shirt fluttered, slipping from my fingers to land on my feet as I lay there gasping from the pain in my rear. Hearing my cry, Dack yanked open the door racing inside my bedroom to find me sitting there rubbing at my aching backside with an open palm.

Mina, what happened?" Dack asked, moving towards me intending on helping me up until he froze now standing over me. Once he got over his shock he cleared his throat. "That...is an interesting look. I like that shade of red." He coughed, not hiding a grin at the sight of his friend sitting on the carpeted floor with her bra visible.

"Stop staring at me!" I snapped, throwing my arms over myself in a desperate attempt to cover myself. I heard a faint chuckle then footsteps growing closer before Dack knelt in front of me and even when I protested he gripped my left wrist, lifting me onto my feet so fast I tripped over my own feet a second time. Dack immediately caught me and I found myself in the thief's arms once again. "You're staring at me." I muttered and he chuckled, his grip tightening a little when I tried to slip from his grasp.

"Who wouldn't stare at a pretty half-naked woman?" Dack joked and I growled, trying in vain to push him away. Instead of letting me go, Dack pulled me forward and I quit struggling to escape once I felt his warm lips on mine.