"I'll do it!"
"There's no way you can do it, moron!"
A frown appeared on the light-haired teen's face. "How can you judge me, Ea? You haven't seen me riding Hawkzille, have you?!"
Sigh. /This guy will never realize that he'd danger his own life, won't he?/ "Can you just think about it logically? The last time you ride it with Zehel—"
"But I want to ride it~! Please let me do it, I swear I won't danger anyone's safety!"
"That's not what I'm worried about…"
"Ea~!"
"Not at any chance."
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Several minutes later, Ea found him himself standing next to Landkarte, who was ready to learn how to ride a Hawkzille and mentored by Krowell.
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Their Daily Lives
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Genre: Family – Friendship
Rate: T
Warning(s): AU, reappearance of Chibi!Ea and Chibi!Landkarte, children's innocence, and grammar mistakes.
Disclaimer: 07-Ghost belongs to Yukino Ichihara and Yukino Amemiya.
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Story 6
~Hawkzille Ride~
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"Are you sure you're going to ride it, Landkarte?"
Ea didn't know if Landkarte was too KY* or he's started to be ignorant like he was, but really—anyone who came to pass them could see the worried and skeptical looks on Krowell face clearly. Even children who were playing on the sandbox (which was located not too far from their place) could see it. Or maybe the girls, who were whispering something to each other and looked at them like they're alien who've just landed on Earth. "Of course I am! Besides, I'm old enough to learn it!"
"That's not what I mean…"
Ignoring Krowell's mutterings, the tall teen wore the goggles he put on his head and smirking widely when he sat on the driver seat. "Just tell me how to operate the machine and I'll do it! There's no machine I can't use in this world!" he boasted proudly.
Ea sighed again. /Got a bad feeling for this stuff…/
And when Landkarte turned on the engine then ride the vehicle fast, his premonition was again proved to be right.
Several hours later, he sat next to a broken-leg Landkarte with huge sweats hanging behind his head at the hospital. Pinching the bridge of his nose carefully, he remembered the past he's trying to forget about after Landkarte suddenly told him he's going to learn how to ride a Hawkzille…
…again.
He really felt déjà vu now.
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"Take me with you, take me with you!"
"Not a snowball chance in hell, Kid."
"But—"
"If I say no, then it's a 'no'."
Young Landkarte pouted. "But Ea has joined you before. Why can't I join you now?"
Zehel face-palmed. He should obey Profe's word back then, if he knew that the sequence was this. "Fine, then. Wear the helmet and goggles and sit in front of me calmly. Or else, you're not joining me to go shopping now."
The shorter boy smiled widely and saluted him. "Aye aye, Captain!"
The spiky haired man sighed. /Got a bad feeling about this…/
And when Landkarte yelled suddenly in the middle of their journey to the market and caused Zehel lost his (and the Hawkzille's) balance, that's the proof of Profe's statement; 'Never take Landkarte along with you if you're riding a Hawkzille, or else, both of you'll get an accident.'
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When they arrived at home with bandages on the hand (Zehel) and legs (Landkarte), Ea couldn't help himself but pitying them mentally.
"Now, take a rest in your room and don't-ever-dare-to-leave-it until your leg was healed fully. Don't complain, 'cause I'm doing this for your own self too. Understood, Brat?"
Landkarte nodded morosely, and sat still on his bed with his legs bandaged. He didn't like it whenever he couldn't get out from his room—it felt like his life before Fest took him into this manor reappeared again. And he hated that so much. Somehow, unconsciously, tears started to fall from his eyes and he started hiccupping; crying silently in his room alone after Zehel gone. Muttering, "I don't want to be alone…" softly, he rubbed his wet eyes without realizing that a certain dark-haired boy saw that and ran to his own room to take something.
A moment later, the light-haired boy could hear familiar footsteps coming to him. He could just blinked his eyes when he saw Ea put board of magnetic chess on top of his bed, while the amethyst-eyed boy himself was pulling a chair so he could sat beside his housemate's bed. He did all of that with cheeks puffing and complaining on how everything could be so big for a 5-years old child like him. After he finished his task, he sat down on the chair calmly and put the pawns correctly on the board.
"Ea?" Landkarte called softly. His eyes still red from crying. But instead of responding his call with, "Hm?" or "What?" like usual, the dark-haired boy replied it with a question; "White or black?"
A pair of electric lime eyes blinked in surprise. "Eh? What?"
Ea sighed. "I'm asking you: which one do you prefer; black chess or white one?"
"Oh… Um, the white one!"
"Fine, then. You move first."
While the two youngest residents was playing chess peacefully (though sometimes they started verbal-fight, like, "Wait! You can't move a knight like that!" and replied with, "But I've seen Zehel playing like this before with Relikt and Relikt didn't complain when Zehel won. Don't try to fool me, Ea!" and Ea could just sighed heavily; he couldn't trick this boy twice, could he?), a certain man with glasses smiled gently.
At least, Ea's behavior toward Landkarte became softer and 'sweeter' if he fell sick.
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Krowell sighed, Landkarte chuckled nervously, and Ea… well, his gloomy aura started to spread from his back now.
"Now, do you know what did I mean with 'you couldn't ride any motor-vehicles by yourself', Landkarte?"
"…uhm, yes?"
"Have you remembered what you've done eleven years ago?"
"…yes."
"And do you remember how pissed off I am every time you treat me like a servant…?"
Landkarte gulped frightfully. "Y-yes…"
"Then, what should I do with you now?"
/Living for a long time with Kreuz really make him has similar personality with him, isn't it?/ Krowell thought, trying not to look directy at a furious Ea which was standing next to him. /Oh, and Profe too. It's only her who has witchy aura like this in the manor./
That awkward moment was cut when they heard a knock on the door. A certain blonde woman with motherly smile on her lips was standing elegantly in front of the opened door. She had a big bag with her and…
"Why do you bring monopoly here, Profe?"
Profe giggled amusedly while walking toward them. "Because someone called me to come here to bring Landkarte's clothes, since he had to stay in the hospital start from now. And that caller asked me to bring this board game here, along with cards and chess so that nobody will die in boredom later. Right, my Dear Ea?"
Krowell and Landkarte looked at the mentioned teen with shock on their faces. The dark-haired teen sighed loudly, pinching the bridge of his nose again with crossed arms in front of his chest. "I do remember that you hate being alone in your room for a long time, you moron. I'm not that forgetful like Zehel, who almost forgot to make you breakfast when your leg broke for the first time. And since your cell phone was destroyed in the incident and I couldn't bring playstation machine here, so I ask Profe to bring those games here. And for God's sake—stop staring at me like that!"
After a minute full of silence in that room, Landkarte broke out crying. "Uwaaah! Ea! I never thought that you're very caring to me like this! I really, really love you now!"
"…shut up, will you? Your words will make other visitors look at me with those strange glances…"
"Ah. So Ea has a fanboy now; a rare species since all of your fans at school are girls."
"And you too, Krowell—quit saying such things. I don't like it when you're talking about those insane girls who always trying to steal my belongings."
"…so they really stole your belongings?"
Krowell face-palmed. It seemed like he's talking about the wrong topic here. Because, really—a pissed-off Landkarte was something you wouldn't dare to see once in your life. A jealous and furious Landkarte was more dangerous than this, but it could still make everyone shivered every time they met him.
"Forget about that. Which one do you want to play now? Monopoly, chess, or cards?"
"Like hell I'm going to play monopoly or cards. Chess, please!"
"What? Afraid to lose to me?"
"Nah, never. It just annoys me whenever I got bad cards."
"That's equal to afraid to lose, moron."
"It's different when you see it from my point of view, dear Ea."
When Ea turned to complain to Profe, Krowell let out a relieved breath. /But if you have Ea in your side whenever a pissed-off Landkarte appears, it's your luck—Landkarte could never get mad at him. Not a snowball chance in hell./
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The end.
*KY = kuuki yomenai = can't read the atmosphere.