Landkarte blinked rapidly. "Pardon me?"
Eve scoffed. "I'm asking you to mention three words that, according to you yourself, suit Ea the best."
"Eeh… Why do you ask it of all sudden?"
"Because I'm curious~!"
He smiled nervously. "Is there any guarantee that he will not kill me?"
Eve made a 'peace' sign with her fingers. "I'm not guarantying it, but I'm sure that your secret is safe with me!"
Somehow, Landkarte felt that this girl was crossing her other index and middle finger behind her back…
"Well, then, if you insist… They are—"
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Their Daily Lives
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Genre: Family – Friendship
Rate: T, for safe~
Warning: standard warning for my stories applied here. Just in case if you haven't read the other yet, they are absurdity of the plot, a lot of slash hints, grammar mistakes, and OOC-ness issues.
Disclaimer: 07-Ghost belongs to Yuki Amemiya and Yukino Ichihara. I own nothing but the lame plot. #headbow
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Story 15
~Those Three Words…~
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This time, it was Eve's turn to blink in surprise. "Huh? What kind of combination is that?"
"A combination of three words that you're asking me, that is," Landkarte answered simply, easily making an innocent face. "You've got it now. May I continue my journey to classroom? I'm afraid that someone will kill me if I don't deliver his beloved books immediately," he continued, shivering at thought of Ea with his gloomy aura looming while holding a bloody knife. That mental image wouldn't happen, he knew it the best. But just in case if Ea's still in bad mood because of 'that' accident…
"But but but—!"
"See you later, Eve!"
Eve pouted slightly. "But you have to text me the reason later, okaaay?!"
Landkarte just waved his hand as a reply.
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To: Treasure Map
Subject: Your reason for choosing those words!
Hey, Landkarte! Tell me about it now! I'm as curious as a cat until I can't sleep~~! \(XAX)/
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To: Sissy-Eve
Subject: Re: Your reason for choosing those words!
(=.=) Calm down, Sis, calm down.
I'm still doing my homework now. Don't wanna get detention tomorrow, since Ea definitely won't lend me his after I eat his pancake at dinner. (_ _)|||
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To: Treasure Map
Subject: Re: Your reason for choosing those words!
Poor boy. Don't worry about it, I'll lend you mine tomorrow. #patyou
Now, tell me your reason! Or else, I'm still going to annoy you!
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Landkarte sighed. So deep and tiredly that he almost banged himself in embarrassment.
He really was going to die when Ea or Zehel checked his mailbox later…
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To: Sissy-Eve
Subject: The hell it is…
Well, let me explain it one by one.
First one; bitter. You just need a glance, and you'll know what do I mean with this word. He is so bitter if you don't know him well like me, and that's what I told him the first time I met him. The result? Three stories-tower on my head. So don't. EVER. call. him. like. THIS. Understood?
Second one; sour. No need to explain this anymore. Same like the first one, you can tell it by the first glance IF you don't know him well. Just like Krom, he has sharp tongue and stoic face. So, yeah, you probably understand what I mean since you're THAT close with Krowell… Tell me if you've asked him, okay? (^_^)9 #shot
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To: Treasure Map
Subject: Re: The hell it is…
D'aw. That must be hurt. Don't worry. I love my head well, so I won't ever call him like that bluntly. (' ^w^ )v
And—what the heck is that? I'm not that close with him, moron! It's not like what you're thinking!
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To: Sissy-Eve
Subject: Re: The hell it is…
Admit it. Everyone knew it already, since both of you always act like a married couple EVERYDAY. And I know that you're blushing now, Sis. #chuckle
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To: Treasure Map
Subject: Re: The hell it is…
AAAH! NONONONOOO! YOU'RE WROOONG!
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To: Sissy-Lovesick-Eve
Subject: Re: The hell it is…
THAT'S! That's the proof that you're blushing! I bet your temperature is 38 degrees Celsius now! Admit it already~!
P.S: I'm waiting for your homework AND treat tomorrow~ XDDD
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To: Annoying Treasure Map
Subject: Re: The hell it is…
DAMN YOU, LANDKARTEEE!
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Outside of Landkarte's bedroom, Relikt could just wonder about what have happened to the light-haired teen today until he could laugh that loud.
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The next day, when Eve saw Landkarte at class, she strangled him immediately with dark red face and screamed hysterically without caring about the strange looks they've got from the other students.
"Damn you, you loafer! I'm not that close with him, you know! AAAH I'M GOING TO KILL YOU NOOOOW!"
"GAAAH! SOMEONE PLEASE SAVE ME FROM THIS MADDENING GIIIRL!"
Really—if Ea and Krowell didn't separate them by force, Landkarte might die in young age because of Eve's strangle.
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"Calmer now?"
She nodded, halfheartedly.
"Can you tell me the reason why you strangled him out of blue?"
"…it's his fault…" she muttered softly, still trying to shoo away the annoying dark red blushes on her cheeks.
Krowell stared at her questioningly. "If you don't explain it to me, how on Earth I can understand your problem?"
Ea sighed tiredly, and poked Landkarte (whose neck was painfully red) silently and whispered, "I got a feeling that this has a connection with your loud laughter last night. Am I right?" But all he got was a nervous chuckle and incoherent murmur from the said light-haired teen. Ea raised his right eyebrow after he got the respond.
"Yesterday, I asked him about three words that suits Ea the most from his point of view…"
The raised eyebrow went down instantly. The owner itself knew what kind of words Landkarte gave, and his poker face returned to its usual place. "Let me guess; sour, bitter, and stoic. They're, aren't they?" he asked, irritated since he knew it was the right answer from Landkarte's expression. Yet, he was rather surprised when Eve's reply was, "You're wrong at the last one."
"…then what was it?"
Eve stared at Landkarte begrudgingly, while Landkarte himself still averting his face from his three best friends. If this was a manga strip, then lots of sweats would be hanging behind Landkarte's back.
"…I'm letting you go now."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
The stoic duo blinked silently. /Was those two just declaring a declaration of peace just now…?/
Krowell, being as ignorant as he was, just shrugged it off and went back to his chair to continue his previous activity; staring outside for a long time while thinking God knew what. On other hand, Ea—who was the main subject of their problem—couldn't let it go like usual. He was as curious as a cat now, and he knew that that curiosity would kill him. Sooner or later, that he didn't know.
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"Hey, Landkarte?"
"Hmm?"
"About Eve this morning…"
"…forget it, will you?"
"I want to, yet I can't—unfortunately."
Landkarte almost messed up his neatly combed hair in frustration. "I won't tell you—even if you give me your pancake at dinner!"
Ea stared silently when his housemate strolled out of the living room in order to find something to eat. He waited patiently until Landkarte disappeared at corridor, and made sure that his footsteps has been far away before reaching for the other teen's phone innocently to check the mailbox.
Only to widening his eyes when he read about the third word.
Oh, and blushed in annoyed manner too.
He flipped the phone again, put it back at its original place, and continue to read his book as if nothing strange has happened before—yet with a faint blushes on his cheeks, and a full-heartedly restrained happy smile on his lips.
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To: Sissy-Lovesick-Eve
Subject: Re: The hell it is…
Fine. Okay. Whatever the word is. I don't want to get any detention tomorrow, so here is your last answer.
The third word; sweet. Or lovable. Or timid. Or whatever its synonyms are.
I swear it—he might look bitter and sour outside. But deep inside, he's very sweet. Remember the time when I got an accident when learning how to ride a hawkzille with him and Krowell? That was my second time, actually. The first time I broke my legs literally, he kept staying beside me who couldn't walk outside and played anything with me until I forgot the pain on my legs. He, who usually lent his notes to me only if Profe askedscratchordered him to do so, volunteered himself to copy his to my books. If only you're there, then you might drop your jaw in shock since he was very different from his usual self.
That is. Don't ask me anything that more absurd than this, please. #puppyeyes
See you tomorrow, then. May you sleep in peace like a sleepy kitten. *went to sleep immediately*
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The end.