A/N: I think this story is getting to the halfway point~! =3 (or it's already passed that, I'm not sure xD;;) Thanks to everyone for supporting me as much as you all have! I never expected this to get as many comments as it did! I love recieving them~ At the end of this story I'll post a proper thanks to all of you~
On a side note, Arme said she was making lunch last chapter, Sorry 'bout that xD;; It's been fixed~ (was supposed to be dinner)
Disclaimer: Dundundundundundundundundun... I... Still don't own GC. OTL
Chapter 17: A Day for Two
Lass frowned as he sped through the halls, aiming for the magician's room. What exactly could she have exploded? It's not like I left anything even slightly dangerous in there... Right? He took four steps at a time as he made his way down the stair cases, making his way quickly to Arme's room. When he finally arrived the assassin flung the door open, stepping inside.
"Arme? What did you-" Lass' sentence stopped mid-way as he realized the mentioned girl wasn't in the room at all, the covers pushed over and gathering at the bottom of the bed. Frowning, the next place he turned to was the bathroom. The door was wide open, and a quick check inside allowed him the knowledge that Arme wasn't there either. Giving one last look around the room to convince himself he hadn't simply missed her small figure up against a wall or something of the likes, Lass cursed under his breath as he exited the room.
"Damn it, Arme! I told you to stay in bed..." He muttered frustratedly as he headed for the study, the first logical place to look. Arme wasn't present, and he left just as quickly as he had entered. Her old room didn't bring up much either, though he noted that the stone floor below the window was beginning to crumble (most likely due to the harpie incident of weeks prior). His concern growing, Lass forced himself to take the time to open each door on the floor and do a brief check before moving onto the lower ones. This procedure proved fruitless on the third floor, and it wasn't until he was at the second that something else came to mind.
"The kitchen!" The assassin exclaimed quietly, passing through the dining room quickly. In the next room he found what he was looking for; the small magician was sitting against the wall with her head on her knees, and she turned to look at him miserably as he entered. He looked over the rest of the room hastily, noting a knocked over pot resting on the stove and a rather decently sized dent in the counter and wall next to it. The area was charred lightly black, and the silver haired boy concluded that it was most likely the location of the explosion.
"What are you doing in here? And what exploded?" He demanded, picking up the magician cautiously and setting her on the counter. He looked her over carefully for any injuries, but couldn't find anything aside from those obtained a few weeks earlier.
"There was a bomb in the pot." The violet haired girl said quietly, as though that would explain the situation. Lass tilted his head to the side a bit, eyebrows furrowing as he looked at her.
"A... Bomb? I can assure you there isn't, I cooked with it last week! What are you talking about?" He questioned, surprised when Arme pushed herself on the counter. Ignoring his frown as her feet touched the floor, Arme stood the pot back up and reached inside (this was somewhat difficult provided her height, and the girl had to stand on her toes to reach). When she did she appeared to be lifting something heavy out, and she finally turned around with a large, somewhat circular object in hand.
"What's this then? I'm pretty sure it's a bomb, judging by the way the last one exploded!" She insisted, looking at the lit fuse miserably. Before it could reach the bottom Lass sliced the wick off with a kunai reflexively pulled from his pocket, effectively preventing it from exploding. When this was done he stared at Arme incredulously, leaning over to look into the pot again.
"But... There's nothing inside..." He murmured, confusion evident in his voice. Arme shrugged.
"Apparently there was. I think I... I might know what happened, though." She suggested hesitantly. Lass nodded, ready for about any explanation at that point.
"Second job, Alchemist... The weapon is a pot. I'm not so sure about the skills, but..." This confused Lass even more, a single eyebrow raised as he looked at her.
"You haven't gathered fragments, or even talked to Elena about it from what it seems. How could you...?" He trailed off as Arme held up a finger, imploring the assassin to wait.
"It was in something I read... Sometimes a person can 'find' their job, rather than doing the quest. This happened more so with people when they've accomplished all of the possibilities of their current stage... Some times the weapon will just appear out of thin air, though that's even more rare. It's more common in magicians due to magical tendencies, but... It wouldn't make sense for it to happen to me. I'm no where near mastering my staff!" She exclaimed worriedly, Looking up at into azure eyes. Lass sighed and shrugged.
"According to the pot, you are... We should probably send out a letter to Elena via bird asking about this." Arme nodded with the suggestion, attempting to sidestep out of the kitchen. Lass caught her arm before she could, "And you still haven't answered my question as to why you were in the kitchen when you were quite clearly told to stay in bed." Pressing the tips of her fingers together, Arme looked down at the floor as she wondered what exactly to say.
"I haven't been doing anything lately, so I wanted to make dinner for you." She answered finally, a small, embarrased smile on her face. Lass sighed again.
"You know I don't mind cooking, and you stress me out more when I find you not in your room with explosions going on and whatnot... If you really wanted to cook, you should have asked."
"But then it wouldn't be a surprise!" She pouted, blinking as Lass picked her up again and set her back down on the counter.
"You can help." He offered with a smirk, "So long as you keep far away from the pot." A grin came to Arme's face, a more vibrant sparkle to her eyes as she looked around. Lass watched with amusement, moving over to gather the cooking supplies.
"Excited much?" The assassin questioned quietly as he handed her some of the vegetables and a knife, somewhat wondering if it was a bright idea to be giving the danger prone girl a sharp object. She seems to do fine in the kitchen most days... He mused quietly, reaching over to grab the pot and fill it with water.
"You were thinking a soup, right?" He asked, the tap running. Arme nodded as she chopped the vegetables, frowning over her lack of a cutting board. The counter seemed to have seen worse treatment than what she was currently doing though, so the magician simply shrugged. A sudden thought coming to mind, Arme blinked curiously at Lass.
"I just remembered that I was planning on asking this earlier... It's a bit random, but I've been wondering for a while. Why do villagers refer to the chase with 'sama' attached to your names?" She asked inquisitively, beginning to peel one of the potatoes lain out before her. Returning with the pot, Lass quickly lit the fire below the burner before turning to her.
"You don't know what an honorific is?" He asked incredulously, staring when the magician shook her head. Head tilting down for a second, the assassin pondered the best way to explain.
"Well... They're kind of like... They signify your relationship with the person you're speaking to, sort of... Like... Different ones mean different things. You'd refer to someone you highly respect with 'sama', acquaintances as 'san', 'kun' or 'chan'. There are also some less common ones, but since they were adapted from the old language of Xenia not many people know them. If you wanted to figure out you could ask Amy, she studied the language for a while... People who are friends or closer simply refer to each other without any honorific, which is why so far you haven't really had anyone refer to you by anything other than sama. Since lately they've been going more out of style it's not all that uncommon for a person to drop the honorific quickly after meeting. I'm really surprised you didn't run into anything with that at your guild..." He explained vaguely, pulling out another knife from the cupboard to help her with the vegetables. Arme frowned, tilting her head in confusion.
"But then didn't you find it wierd that I didn't use any honorific with your name when I first met you?" She asked, surprised when Lass shook his head.
"Arme, you could hardly form a legitimate sentence, you didn't know what Bermesiah was, and you were having difficulties remembering your own name. I was hardly expecting you to remember to use honorifics. Aside from that, I'm not really a fan of them so I kind of preferred it. Afterwards you just seemed kind of... Terribly confused, so I left it out." He laughed quietly, and Arme blushed as she recalled their first meeting.
"Was I really that out of it?" She asked as she finished slicing the last of the potatoes.
"To be honest, yeah." He replied, opening the cupboard to pull out a strainer. When it was on the counter he placed the chopped up vegetables inside, bringing them over to the sink to allow the water to run over them. When he deemed them to be appropriately cleaned Lass returned to the pot, dumping the contents of the strainer into the warming water. As he did this Arme looked over to the cupboard where she had located the spices earlier, realizing with a frown that they were too far away for her to reach. Lass noticed her gaze before she could make the decision to get down, and he quickly made his way over to the shelves.
"What types of spices and herbs do you want?" The assassin questioned, a hand searching through to pull down some spices he found appropreate. Arme tilted her head.
"What do we have?" Lass shrugged.
"Pretty much anything you want. It's pretty well stocked for being so old." A finger to her lips as she thought, Arme tried to see into the shelves from where she was.
"Uhm... Is there any basil in there?" The white haired boy nodded, reaching up to one of the higher shelves, "Thyme too. Saffron, tumeric, and if we have any, some feferon would be nice. What kind of meat is this, again?" She asked, pointing to the slab of meat that had already been cut into chunks.
"Wild boar." Was the response. Arme's eyebrows raised, and she bit her lip.
"Hmmm... Some sage and rosemary too, then." Lass pulled down several of the containers from the cupboards, continuing to search it for a moment after he had brought down several thin jars.
"No rosemary," He reported, looking at her, "what do you want to replace it with?" Arme frowned a little before answering.
"Oregano should be fine." He nodded and pulled a final container out before shutting the door and returning to where the magician was waiting.
"Well..." She continued to list the amounts of each needed, Lass adding the ingredients as she named them. When all the spices and herbs had been added the meat followed, and Arme took to swinging her feet back and forth.
"That's going to take a while to cook..." She remarked slowly, looking at the assassin. He nodded, stirring the contents of the pot several times before placing the lid on top of it.
"And what do you plan to do for that time?" He asked at her mischievous grin. The magician looked at him pleadingly before looking out the door, "Can I please explore the castle now? I feel a lot better now, I swear!" Lass sighed, closing his eyes and frowning.
"I know you do, but still..." He opened his eyes again to see Arme's bright amethyst eyes nearly begging him to let her look around. Letting out another sigh, the sapphire-eyed boy nodded.
"You're not exploring alone, though." This didn't dampen the violet haired magician's spirits at all. Her pouting face was immediately pulled into a grin, and she almost leapt off the counter. Her legs hit the ground shakily, and Lass grabbed her before she could fall. Once she was moved onto his back the girl leaned forward excitedly.
"Onward, Lassie!" She exclaimed, reminding Lass an awful lot of Amy as they departed the kitchen.
'"Could you not call me that?" He groaned, heading up the staircase to the second floor.
"But it's so cute~!" She retorted gleefully, looking around excitedly. Lass sighed again, "Are you always like this when you've been on bed rest for a long time?" Arme shrugged.
"Nope, but this is a castle, Lass! I've been in it for almost a month and I haven't even been able to explore very much!" She blinked as a sudden grin came to Lass' face, and she looked at him confusedly.
"That's right... That means you wouldn't know about..." He trailed off, smirking even more at Arme's interested expression.
"About what?" She asked, tugging on his hair.
"Nothing." He answered, shaking his head to pull the strand of hair out of her hand as he went up to the next floor. The violet haired girl simply held on tighter, tugging roughly.
"Lass! Tell me!" She demanded.
"You'll see in a minute! Could you let go? That kind of hurts..." The azure eyed boy complained lightly, shaking his head again in an attempt to have his hair released. Arme let it go reluctantly, leaning forward.
"Let's go, then! I wanna see!" The magician exclaimed impatiently, looking around at all of the doors. They didn't stop at the fourth, going up to the fifth floor Arme hadn't been previously aware existed. The long hall way had only one door, A large double-door to the right that seemed to lead into a rather large room, judging by the lack of other doors on that wall. The wall to her left only had windows, though some were shattered. There were a few shards of glass that still littered the floor, and some appeared to have a dark red liquid on them.
"Are those from the harpie attack?" Arme asked, wincing. Lass shook his head lightly.
"Harpies did do that, but a day after the attack that you were awake for. There were only a few; I'm guessing they're the harpies that were flying a bit behind." Arme blinked, tilting her head.
"There were more?" Lass nodded in response to the question.
"They nearly gave us a heart attack. It was a good thing we changed your room the same day you were attacked, because some tried to enter through the window of your old room again." Arme frowned as they made their way to stand in front of the large double doors.
"They really are after me, aren't they...? Do you have any ideas why yet?" The short female asked, watching as Lass' hand hovered over the door handle.
"I... Might have a guess." He let out a slow sigh, looking over at her. Arme's eyes widened, and she looked at him inquisitively.
"There's only one thing I can think of that has control over all of these monsters... Kaze'Aze." Arme tilted her head, looking at him disbelievingly.
"But Lass... She's a powerful witch. What use would she have with me?" She questioned.
"I'm not sure." He replied, "But it's the only idea I have on the issue. Not to mention, the sleeping spell put on you probably would have lasted all the way to where her castle is." The assassin explained, pushing the old door open. Anything Arme might have thought on the issue was entirely forgotten as she saw the inside of the room, her mouth gaping open.
"Lass, this is... A library!" She gasped, attempting to push herself off Lass' back. This silver haired boy nodded, finally relenting and putting her down. He stayed overly close as she made her way to the large shelves that stood in towering rows, a hand running over one of the shelves.
"There are so many books here!" She grinned, pulling out several that seemed interesting. Lass put them back on the shelf, and she turned to look at him disapprovingly.
"You can pick out some books later, but right now try to remember that there's a pot of soup boiling downstairs. If I let you pick any out we'll be in here for hours, and I don't think I can carry half of the library down to your room." Arme frowned a little but nodded, taking one last look at the shelf before she looked around the rest of the library. There was a large seating area to the left of the entrance, and worn beige couches placed up against the far wall. The floor and east wall were crumbling, a hole leading down to the next floor and a crack in the wall where the light of the darkening sky was shining through. It could also be seen through the large windows featured above the couches up against the walls, and Arme began to approach the windows curiously. When she finally made it she kneeled on the cushions of the sofa, leaning forward. What she saw made her grin, eyes wide.
"It's so pretty from here, Lass! I can see everything! Even the sun setting!" the magician laughed cheerfully, hands on the glass. even though it was somewhat dusty she could see fairly well, an expanse of forest surrounding nearly the entire castle. She could also see a lake shimmering in the distance to the right nearing something she couldn't quite see.
"This view amazes you?" It was only when she heard this that she realized the assassin had joined her, looking out the window lazily. Arme nodded excitedly.
"It's so beautiful!" She was surprised when Lass stood up, giving a short stretch before picking her up.
"Wh-Lass! What are you doing?" She stuttered, trying to put a repremanding frown on her face, "This isn't the nicest place in the castle... You'll see." Arme didn't bother to ask where they were going, simply looking around as she was whisked out the door. They made their way to the end of the hall way, and Arme was surprised to see yet another staircase when they turned to the right.
"How many floors are there to this place?" She questioned, looking up at Lass. The assassin chuckled, giving her a brief answer.
"This is the last." The hall they had entered was similar to the one her room was in; if she hadn't known better she would have guessed them to be the same. Lass didn't turn into any of the rooms; he instead kept going until they reached the large window at the end.
"Hold on tight." Was the advice given as the latch was turned open and the window pane pushed up. Before she could react the assassin jumped out, using the windowsill as a foothold as he reached up to grab the edge of the stone roof. He swung them up quickly, Arme grasping his jacket tightly. she closed her eyes firmly, only opening them when Lass had set her down and begun to pry her hands off his shirt. When she took the time to look around Arme's eyes widened, and she moved to lean over the stone half-wall most likely put in place to stop people like herself from falling off the edge. The view was much like it had been in the library, albeit much clearer. From the higher vantage point she was able to see further, and everything looked that much more beautiful. She didn't look directly down due to her dislike of heights, instead glancing at the falling sun.
"It's so nice up here!" She exclaimed with a smile, eyes tracing the horizon. She could see the area to the north leading to a rather bleak and grey terrain, and her most automatic thought was that that was where the 'Forsaken Barrows' were located. Looking to her left she could see where the forest began getting more dense. It was fairly dark, and she couldn't see much further. Turning away, she was about to look at Lass when the structure near the lake caught her eye.
"What is that?" She questioned, leaning further over the ledge. Lass' arm was placed in front of her as though he was worried she would lean too far over and fall (it wasn't unlikely).
"That's the... Forgotten city, I believe. From what I've heard it was filled with mechanical enemies, so there's not really much a chance of them coming back. If you look over further you can see the top of Gaikoz Castle..." Amethyst eyes following the direction Lass had pointed, Arme noticed large, red, tower-like peaks pointing out from the trees.
"And that's where Ryan and Jin are, right?" She questioned.
"Yeah, they should be nearly finished with collecting the shards. They should be back before Elesis, Ronan and Amy if nothing goes wrong." Arme nodded absentmindedly, back to looking at the scenery. Lass seemed to have noticed something else, and he walked a couple steps away from where Arme was standing to look over the edge of the other wall.
"Oh yeah," He exclaimed, "I forgot. We're heading back down now, I wanted to send the messenger bird before it got too dark." The magician took one last look off the edge before nodding.
"How do we get down?" She asked after a moment, "It doesn't really look like there's a staircase anywhere around here..."
"Same way we got up." Arme blinked, looking over the roof once more.
"You mean there's really no other way down from here?" Lass shook his head, motioning her over.
"We're going to go down from here."She was told when she had made it over, and she looked over the edge. Several feet below was the roof of a smaller building, and she stared at it curiously.
"What is that?" Lass picked her up before responding, jumping onto the ledge.
"It's the old aviary. There should still be a bird there from when Amy messaged the Knight Master on your status... " The purple haired girl nodded, knowing from past experiences to shut her eyes before the assassin jumped down. The impact was heavy when they landed, the roof of the building shaking. She could feel Lass jump once more to reach the ground, and she opened her eyes slowly.
They were in front of a building that appeared to be almost like a barn, wide doors that slid open at the slightest touch. Setting her down before he entered, Lass peered into the dark room. They entered it moments after, and Arme looked around curiously. The low, loft-like shelves that seemed to be covered with hay, reminding Arme of a barn much more than an aviary. Her eyes briefed over the room for only a moment before she realized something out of place. Something of a deep maroon was peeking out over the ledge, and she squinted as she tried to identify it. Turning to ask Lass what it was, she realized only then that he wasn't in the place he had been before. The silver haired boy had moved over to where a small wooden chair and table stood, a pile of paper lying next to an unlit candle. There was a quill in his hand, and it didn't take long for Arme to realize he was writing the letter for the bird. She shrugged, turning back to where the maroon spot was.
On the right wall there was a small, almost unnoticeable wooden staircase leading to the loft-area, and it only took her a couple seconds to climb it. Once on the wooden shelf she shuffled slowly over to where the maroon thing was sticking out of the hay. She noticed at that distance that whatever it was had golden tips, and a golden line running through it. When she was close enough the magician reached out, her fingers grazing it. She was more than surprised when a soft coo came from the hay, and she pulled her hand back hesitantly. This was when the thin layer of hay in front of her began to shake, rising up. Arme watched curiously as something emerged, and she observed it cautiously. A decently sized bird with creamy beige down and magnificent red plumes emerging from the tips of it's wings, head and tail had been hiding under the hay, and it tilted it's golden and red head at her curiously. This staring continued on until the bird cautiously stepped forward with a grace, rubbing it's head lightly against her hand. At this Arme giggled, kneeling down and stroking the feathers on it's head gently. This must be the messenger bird... She thought as it took a few more steps forward to stand on her lap. It then curled up, wings folded loosely against it's body as it resumed it's contented cooing.
"Arme, where are you?" The violet haired girl blinked at Lass' voice, giving the assassin a small wave.
"Up here! I found a bird!" She exclaimed happily, watching as Lass jumped up and grabbed the edge of the platform. Swinging himself up with the letter clenched in his other hand, he turned to her.
"You- Oh great, that thing." He stated displeasedly, eyeing the bird. The cream-coloured fowl had opened it's eyes when the silver haired boy's voice was heard, It's wings spreading out slightly as it glared back.
"Lass?" Arme questioned when the azure eyed male didn't elaborate. He looked up at her for a second and back to the bird, frowning.
"It's the Sidt." He explained lazily. The bird squawked it's protest loudly, spreading it's elegant wings as though proving a point.
"I see you've evolved." He noted with a roll of his eyes, "It'd be Sidtri now, right?" The bird nodded proudly, looking up at Arme as it folded it's wings up. She rubbed it's head again uncertainly, looking back at Lass.
"You know this bird?" She asked, confusion evident in her tone. Lass nodded.
"We're not on very good terms." He said with a frown, "When I first joined the Grand Chase that damn bird gave me several rather painful burns." The Sidtri nodded it's head vigorously, cuddling closer to the magician.
"Care to explain why it hates you so much, then?" She asked as the bird reached up to rub it's head on her cheek affectionately, "It doesn't seem to dislike strangers at all." Lass rolled his eyes again.
"I didn't do anything to it! That thing's just evil!" He sighed, reaching for the bird with the letter and rope. When the Sidtri noticed this it nearly hissed, pulling away from Arme to peck at his hand. Lass winced lightly, and Arme attempted to pull it back. The bird finally gave in, allowing Arme to run her hands over it's soft down as it held it's leg out reluctantly. The assassin hastily attached the letter and moved back, tilting his head at her.
"You might want to send it away, I doubt it'll listen to me." the short girl nodded, standing up. As she did the bird spread it's wings and hefted it's body into the air, lighting down on Arme's arm a moment later.
"Just tell it to go to 'the Violet Mage Guild'. It should understand." Lass called after her as she made her way to the large, open window. The magician reached up to rub it's head as they reached the sill, and she was surprised when it nibbled on her finger lightly. It wasn't painful, tickling Arme and making her giggle when they were at the window.
"Go to the Violet Mage Guild, okay?" Arme repeated Lass' words carefully, the bird nodding seriously. It gave one more glare at the assassin over Arme's shoulder before spreading it's wings wide and lifting itself into the air. Rushing out the window with the long feather on it's tail swaying, it was soon completely out of view. When this happened Lass let out a breath he'd apparently been holding in, walking over to Arme.
"I swear that thing's evil..." He muttered, leaning nearer to Arme to pick her up, "I don't know how you can be so friendly to it." Arme shrugged, laughing lightly.
"It's pretty!" She exclaimed as they departed through the same window the Sidtri had just left. Lass rolled his eyes lightly.
"That's because it sucked up to you!" He accused lightly, Arme laughing at his expression. She reached out tug on his bangs lightly, something that was easily becoming a habit as the white strands grew longer.
"Jealous, Lassie?" She questioned jokingly, a grin on her face. Catching on, Lass smirked.
"Maybe, what with Necromancers, Gorgos, harpies and now even the Sidtri trying to steal you away. Pretty soon I'm just going to have to put a sign that says 'Property of Lass' around your neck." He replied teasingly. The magician laughed again, her face turning a light pink.
"Now then, should we check the soup?" Arme nodded, avoiding looking at Lass even though she was sure her blush would be evident anyways. Pretty soon they were back at the front entrance, a gate that had been broken open long ago. Entering the main room, the assassin wasted no time in heading up to the second story. He was about to set the girl down at the table when he realized she would most definitely protest. He instead carried her back into the kitchen, setting her down on the counter again as he walked over to the pot. The lid was lifted off and a delectable scent filled the air, causing Arme to smile. Lass grabbed the wooden spoon from the counter where it had been left earlier, stirring the contents of the pot a few times before azure eyes peered at the violet haired girl.
"Arme, the bowls are in the cupboard above you." He informed as he moved over to one of the lower cupboards, pulling out two spoons. The girl nodded, "And the cups too?"
"Yep." Arme pulled the required dishes out and set them on the counter next to her, handing them to Lass when he reached out for them. Soon the bowls were filled with soup and the cups with water, the two chasers sitting at the table. Arme dug in quickly, the smell alluring. After the spoonful she smiled.
"This is great! You've gotta cook with me more often!" She said, looking up at the assassin. He sighed, a grin still on his face.
"I knew I shoulda kept that a secret from you..." He groaned quietly, eating slowly. Arme nodded.
"Most definetly!" She agreed, taking a sip from her water, "There's no way you're gonna get out of cooking with me now!" Arme then proceeded to finish the rest of her bowl quickly, grinning up at him victoriously. The white haired boy looked back at her curiously, raising his eyebrows.
"Why are you staring at me like you've won ten thousand gold?" He questioned slowly.
"Because you didn't sneak the potion into my meal!" She exclaimed triumphantly, "I was there the whole time!"
"It was in the soup." He replied casually, taking a drink of his water. Arme gawked disbelievingly for a second, eyes wide.
"No way! I was right there!" She exclaimed, staring.
"And I'm telling you it was in your soup, Arme. If you don't agree with me I can just give you the vial straight." He offered, recieving a furious shaking of the head from Arme.
"It was in the soup!" She hastily agreed, sipping her water slowly as she waited for Lass to finish his meal. He soon did, walking around the table to get to the magician who was trying to stand up on her own. He lifted her up carefully, looking back at the table.
"I'll clean up later." He hastily decided, walking out of the room. They were soon back in Arme's room, the magician set back on her bed.
"You've explored enough to day, so please just go to sleep and don't do anything else dangerous today. Now you know about the library... Which I expect you won't try to sneak off to." Arme nodded at the instructions, a mischievous grin on her face that told him she most likely wouldn't be listening to that request. The assassin sighed, moving over to his usual chair. Knowing there was no way she could sneak out when Lass was in the room, Arme decided sleeping was the best thing to do at that time. After all, I'll need lots of energy to sneak out of my room tomorrow! Or I could just ask Lass, but that wouldn't be as fun... A grin was on her face when her head hit the pillow, and she pulled the blankets around herself tightly.
When Arme woke up the next morning she rubbed her eyes lazily, the morning sun not glaring in through her eyelids as it did most days. Yes! I woke up early! She cheered, yawning as she opened her eyes. It was then that her heart momentarily stopped, eyes widening. Her hands shook lightly, and she placed them back on the bedsheets. Only one word entered her mind, and that word in itself was enough to make her feel like someone had just slapped her.
White.
A/N: DUNDUNDUN 8D Yay for chapter updates at 3:10 in the morning (a short chapter too, sorry about that xD;;)! So... I have a couple things to get to! *Ahem*
1. 126 REVIEWS? I feel so honoured ;_; Honestly, you guys can't imagine how great that feels. I love you all~!
2. Because I passed review 100 without having a fanfic prize (new chapter wasn't prepared Dx) and I also missed chapter 121 (wonderful number, 21 :3)I'm going to wait until July the 21st (my b-day) to receive reviews for this chapter~ Then I'll randomly select one of you for a fanfiction prize! Just review like normal, and if you're the winner I'll message you asking you what you want! (there are some restrictions; I won't write a pairing I don't support) I can't guarantee how long it'll take, but I'll do my best! xD;; (Silence took me a pretty long time to get the concept and story down for x3)
3. The Sidtri is pretty~ This part was mainly inspired through Lass' hate for the sidt in the manhwa xD I can never picture them having a friendly relationship
4. Honorifics in this are obviously used a lot more loosely than they would actually be~
5. AI MISS U WILLOW-CHAN! Dx
6. There's cherry pie in my fridge! 8D
7. Wait... Do I actually have anything important to say...?
-Utsuro