XD ah, old married couples…my parents are that.

Course, my dad isn't a six and something foot Yautja and my mom can't draw to save her life. Which reminds me:

DISCLAIMER: Nope, don't own zilch, if I did…than the genre would be romance/comedy instead of SciFi/Adventure…yep.

Laundry

I was doing some math homework, the tip of my pencil colliding more aggressively to the paper than could be considered normal. My attention kept on gearing off to a certain conversation with a certain tall extraterrestrial being that ended in a certain way that bothered me.

I had no idea why it got to the point when I was yelling 'Fine!', I was angry at myself for being so overly dramatic. I mean, c'mon! It's not like I had a valid reason to my dramatic. I'm sure Krone didn't mean for me to get all crazy on him.

I sighed. My brain was barely registering what I was looking at, I'm even embarrassed to admit that the letters were looking painfully like alphabet soup(damn you algebra…).

"Great, now I'm hungry…" I mumbled to myself.

My eyes felt tired, I lifted my glassed and gave my eyelids a rub, this was getting hard…

Usually, I'm completely against using a calculator when solving my problems, but it was a Sunday and this was due tomorrow! Not only that, it was still way to early to be stressing over math. I opened my desk drawer, I frowned at the site of no small math problem solver. I could've sworn that I had one…

"Wait, that one broke…" I sighed. Then I remembered I might have a spare somewhere in my closest.

I shuffled to my closet, and as I rummaged though the contents of the forgotten realm I noticed that my hamper was as fat as Rosie Odonald…

I realized that almost a months full of clothes was stuffed into it. After all this time, I completely forgot to do the laundry.

I cursed at my feeblemindedness. Oh well, might as well do it now…

I grabbed the basket and headed out, but not before remembering yet another thing. I stopped short on my way out of the hallway, I made a quick turn on my heel and headed for Josh's room.

Jeez, Josh's room is such a dump…

There was clothes everywhere, along with other rather questionable things that I'd rather not get into. I was almost tempted to just leave it all there. Regrettably though, I'm to much of a good person, and Josh has been festering in every corner of the house since his hand had to recover.

I finally got him to go to one of his friend's house today, I just couldn't take having to see him looking like an unloved puppy, not even the dog looks that lonely.

I gathered up all the dirty laundry from all over his room, maybe after this selfless act things could feel normal between us again. Because really, his damn room should have hazard signs all over it!

Sure that I had everything bundled up in my hamper made basket, I gave a quick nod and made my way out.

000

The basement was almost pitch black dark. I took careful steps down the wooden stairs, afraid that I might slip on something, I held on to the rails with all the force I had. I looked up hoping I could see something in the dim light, the basements only light fixture stopped working years ago and all I had was the light from upstairs coming through the door.

I spotted the washing machine, reaffirming my grip on the bundle of clothes, I walked towards it and after I immediately started to throw all the laundry in. It was actually nice in a way. I hummed a little as a continued to slip the clothes in, making them into little balls and slam dunking them.

Being in a state of Zen, I started singing.

"Sorrow is what I hate…

but it's grown to my sensations…

regrets taught me how…

to make any hard decisions…

peace is always by my side, but I never felt it once…

love is not a word reserved…

only for a sweet romance…"

"Well I'm-"

There was a huge crash coming from behind me.

"Holysweetjesus!"

I turned around.

I saw Krone sitting up from the mat I had pulled out for his bed, some boxes had fallen from above him.

I sighed. "Oh, it's just you…" be still my beating heart, be still. I was a bit surprised at myself for forgetting that Krone slept here in the first place. I was the one who set the whole place up for him. Maybe it was because i was so used to seeing him in the garage. Speaking of which, why wasn't he there?

Krone groaned.

"Are you okay?" I asked, jolting next to him.

"What time is it?"

"Eleven thirty…" I moved the boxes and sat at his feet.

He groaned again.

"Krone, is something the matter?"

"It's late…"

I gave him a deadpan look, "Is that all?"

"I should be working…"

"You work to hard…"

"Not hard enough…"

I frowned, he looked so tired even though it's almost the middle of the day. I really got to get around making Krone not work so hard…

"What are you doing here, Sophie?"

His question pulled me out of a perfect kidnapping plan, "Um, laundry, nothing important," I said pointing at the washing machine before looking over him with concern. "You sure you're okay?"

Krone stared at me, "Yes, I'm fine."

I barely believed it but it's not like I can hold down a six foot something Yautja down to prevent him from working.

"Sorry about yesterday…"

My eyes widened, Krone looked away. I had been pretty steamed yesterday, but not at him.

"Hey, you don't have to be sorry for anything," I told him, "I mean, you didn't do anything wrong I…just wasn't in a good mood or something."

"You were still mad."

"But not at you, promise!" I looked down at my hands, "It's just…I don't like talking about…boyfriends and stuff, it gets me in a bad mood."

He was silent for a moment, "…Why?"

I shrugged, "I dunno. It just does…"

I hugged my knees, "To tell you the truth, I've never had a boyfriend, guys don't even notice I'm alive. Not that I care exactly, I just notice that they don't. Besides, I'm not really into any type of guy."

There was silence. I began to think about the subject privately.

It's not like I'm Miss Universe, I mean, just take one look at me and that becomes obvious. I'd like to have a boyfriend, but I don't see that happening anytime soon, y'know? The guy that sweeps me off my feet has to be someone who accepts me for me. Lazy, sarcastic Sophie with zero fashion sense and a No 2 pencil. It's pretty blunt and a tad on the unrealistic side, but hey, we all have our quirks and demands.

"I don't see you with a mate, Sophie."

"Gee, thanks Krone…" I said flatly.

"What I mean is…" he clicked apologetically, "in my planet…we take several mates and never stay with anyone. I can't see you doing that Sophie. You are an exceptional person, and you are beautiful, and…you have to stay with someone who values you as such."

I was blushing redder than a cherry. Did Krone just…

"T-thank…you…" I said softly looking down.

Krone just called me beautiful…and exceptional and that he doesn't like to think of me as something guys just want to stick themselves into. Which is a big deal since Yautja don't believe in commitment.

I practically threw myself on top of him when I gave him a huge hug.

"Sorry for yelling yesterday."

Krone stroked the back of my head, something that I've come very much to enjoy since he's started doing it. It always makes me feel better.

"Forgive me?" I asked, pulling slightly way, just enough that I was looking up at eye level with him.

He stroked my chin, "Always."

I smiled.

I flipped myself off him, sitting myself next to Krone. "Thanks," I said, resting the side of my head on his well toned shoulder. Krone returned the gesture my gently rubbing the other side of my head.

"I don't like fighting with you, Krone," I stated with a slight frown, almost cuddling him but being to mature to do so, "It makes me feel all icky inside…"

He let out a laugh, "Icky?"

I 'humphed'.

Krone stroked my hair again and I heard him smile, "I don't like it either."

We lapsed into a pleasant silence, both of us staying in the same position and just enjoying each others company. I thought over what Krone said one more time and again thought of the Yautja view on relationships.

"Hey, Krone, can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"So…like," I felt a bit uncomfortable with a question but asked it anyway, "Yautja never settle down and have a family?"

Krone gave a pondering pause, "It's a rare case, but not unheard of."

"Yeah?"

"After mating the two Yautja form an unbreakable bond. They become life mates."

"Aw, how romantic."

"I suppose, I've only witnessed it from afar," I sensed a bit of…envy in his voice? "having a life mate isn't something that happens everyday."

"Well, that makes two planets," I said with my own sort of envy, then I thought about something he said only seconds ago, "Um...Krone?"

"Yes?"

"Uh…" I sat up from my laying position, "Does that mean…you don't have a life mate?"

I quickly became red from the question. I can't believe I just asked Krone something so personal! But at the same time…I really did want to know. And badly.

"I'm sorry, you don't have to answer if you don't want to…" I bit my lip.

"It's okay," he clicked simply, "I don't."

"Oh," for some reason my heart felt lighter.

Krone turned his gaze to me, "I'd like it more if you end up with a life mate."

I half smiled, "You and me both, Krone."

He shifted and turned the rest of his upper body just enough so he was completely facing me. Krone lifted my chin up, "Don't worry," he clicked, gazing into my eyes, "I think you'll find him."

"Thanks…," I said, returning his gaze, "and for the record, if I do, he's probably gonna be as nice and understanding as you."

He smiled.

000

So…what happened to the laundry? XD

Oh, oh! The song used in this episode(? o.O)is Slip Out by BECK: Mongolian Chop Squad. It's the shit. It's awesome. Go listen to it.

BECK is an anime about a rising band, it's really good and it's definitely worth checking out. The songs are original and-THEY JUST ROCK! =D

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