A/N:
Oops…sorry for the very late update!! So as a means of my appreciation, here is the second set of this story, 'Sweet'. Please don't forget to leave a review!!
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DISCLAIMER:
There is nothing to claim, only my own brain.
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SWEET: SECOND SET
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(6)DRUM
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It was time for classes once again, a time Usagi could have also defined as "the other remaining agonizing hours after lunch break", and just for purposes of spite, Yaten decided to take his brother's seat for the day.
The one directly behind the odango-haired lady.
It was not noisy, it was rhythmical—proof that it was coming from someone very musically inclined—and Usagi couldn't help but listen to Yaten's drumming pencil or pen (she had no way of guessing which is which without getting scolded by their sensei).
It was simple drumming, pure and simple. But it was not.
Morse Code. The one Yaten recently taught her.
And the message was clearly conveyed, as Yaten's drumming finally stopped. However, the message was so clear that Usagi had to fight her violent tendencies just to stop herself from smacking the annoying drummer behind her (lest she really gets detention from doing so this time).
Instead, her rage just found its way along the tips of her cheeks and ears, making them red all over. She need not turn to know that Yaten is wearing that lazy smirk in his lips, all too aware of the conflicting emotions she is having.
'You cook better onigiri today, but only before I realized it was actually sushi you had.'
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(7)BRUSH
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A brush off a silver streak, the slightest contact of skins, and it revealed bright jade-colored eyes that scowlingly stared back at the innocent silvery blue ones, which are now alight with wonder and conviction.
"Oh, kawaii!!! You have even perfected his scowl already, Yaten-kun! If I only do not know that you are from another planet, I would swear you two are blood-related—!"
There's the amplified scowl of his once again. Her words clearly did not please him. The bickering laughter he heard at the other side—obviously from the rest of the senshi and his brothers—only made matters worse.
"Tsukino—" he growled.
"U-sa-gi!!" she sing-sang, cutting him off. He growled harder.
"Kawaii…!! Even your growling is perfect, Yaten-kun!! That's so kawaii!! Are you sure you're not his rel—?"
Another set of snickers mingled with his disgruntled grumbling—which came falling on deaf ears—as Usagi gently (but awkwardly, since he's still taller than her) put on the final touch of Yaten's makeover.
The dog ears.
After that, Usagi slightly took a small step back to get a full view of him. At his perfectly made red robe, fangs, dog ears and heavy tail.
Usagi giggled once again. "Yaten-kun, you're so kawaii!! Niki-sensei is going to love this!! This is perfect!! Now you really look like—"
"INUYASHA!! WHAT THE DEVIL DO YOU THINK ARE YOU DOING HERE? OSUWARI! OSUWARI! WHY AREN'T YOU SITTING?" Kagome bellowed as she instantly stormed into the room, shaking the silver-haired bishounen in the middle of all the sweat-dropping students whose eyes have dramatically turned to big dots.
Yaten inwardly cursed as he helplessly bore the brunt, amidst all the snickering and giggling.
How in hell had he managed to get into this trouble?
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(8)WHISK
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Seiya was looking at Usagi in anxiety from the chessboard he had studied. All of her pawns were already eaten and only very little pieces were left on her. What's more is that she had invited her doom as he still contemplated on whether or not he'd whisk the marble rook on the knight that was left guarding both her king and queen.
And yet she was the one who had the predatory smile on her lips, a mark of victory.
Dying to kill his curiosity, he finally whisked his rook and said, "Checkmate."
But of all the reactions, he did not expect a quite happy Usagi who even rose up to her seat and shouted with glee. "Yehey!!"
Not that he was not flattered, oh no. But he knew better than that.
"Why, my, nice, cute, little Odango, I didn't know you were so patronizing!!" And he only got a smirk from the lass, which was beginning to resemble like Yaten's. He wondered, with irritation, if their growing time of just being together was already rubbing off on her.
"Oh, well, better luck next time, Seiya-san!!"
The words somehow troubled him. "Huh?"
"Wow!! I never thought this game was this easy!! All you need to do after all is just learn the moves of each piece then have them eaten for as much as possible—!!"
"Usagi," he quickly admonished, "do you know chess?"
"Someone who claimed to be the great master himself taught me."
Aha! was all Seiya could think. "And who would that be?"
"Yaten-kun!"
Yaten, you really did it this time. Finally, Seiya sighed. "Usagi, listen to me; you're right. Chess does require you to know the pieces' moves and all, but you need to kill all of the pieces of your opponent, not the other way around."
Her face was suddenly so full of embarrassment and irritation—even close to fury—as she listened to his explanation.
It was obvious she had been taught the other way around.
Oh no. Now here it goes—
"YATEN-KUN I'LL KILL YOU!!!" she bellowed through gritted teeth and stood up again, her fists clenching, her veins popping, while a Seiya with a sweatdrop was looking up at her in fear.
Oh, he will surely die, she promised. More if it were by her hands.
Yaten, on the other hand, was having a good time with his good mood, remembering it all as he lazily strolled on the streets with a smirk, the wrath of Usagi too far away to catch up on him.
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