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Many Worlds, One Shot Collection

Friday Night Showing (Light/Hope)

Awkward…

Just very, very awkward was enough to describe that entire night spent sitting on the couch, with flushed faces, avoiding any type of body contact, with eyes wide with awe, glued to the new HD TV Snow insisted on getting Light for her birthday.

The red head on the screen gave out a sigh of pleasure mixed with surprise with what the silver haired protagonist was doing to her person.

Lightning silently continued to watch the latest episode of the program Hope insisted they watch instead of the usual horror flicks or the cheesy cliché chick flicks Serah would suggest they watch. Being the adult here, it would have been the responsible thing to do to discontinue watching this show as the source material was too…mature for someone like Hope.

Not to mention the thick atmospheric pressure of feeling uncomfortable and involuntarily feeling slight prickly and tingling sensations in places she rather not be feeling. Especially sitting so close next to the young adolescent by her side who seemed to be highly engrossed into the entire show.

She silently wondered if Hope knew all along what this show was really about and just knew how to play the 'innocently naïve' façade to get his way? But she dismissed that idea when she saw just how genuinely shocked he was when they watched the very first episode.

And if Light thought the night couldn't get better than this, Hope borrowed the 'uncensored' version from a friend no less.

She should have stopped the dvd right after that scene with the suckling— among other things. Though admittedly, she was very curious about the entire thing, even if she found the thought and reasoning behind how the fighters kept themselves strong highly ridiculous and absurd.

I mean it does have a redeeming quality to it. The battles were not all that bad and it had a lot of chemistry, seems the plot didn't suffer too much.

Aside from all the unnecessary need to fan service it up like crazy, they were on episode fifteen and Lightning swore she must have counted the exact number of times she saw a breast peek out of some clothing one way or another.

And then there was all that— suckling. She shouldn't feel it, but she was very embarrassed when she watched that and then blue eyes were quickly glance over to her couch sharing partner.

Inwardly she chuckled, since the first sight of a breast his face hadn't really moved at all. His face was red as a tomato alright and she swore his breath would hitch high or low, depending on his…reactions to what he saw.

So aside from everything she listed under sun about the show, things shouldn't be this awkward.

But it was.

Because no matter how she tried to not look at it, she couldn't help but replace that spunky red-head and that silver haired kid with the same eyes as Hope with two people she knows so well.

At first she had found humor in it.

And then it sort of annoyed her, imagining those fictional characters being replaced by Vanille and Hope.

Until she silently saw herself in place of that red-head.

And then those prickly, tingling sensations would come back in full force. She'll find herself moving as far away from Hope as possible. Not able to get the images she formed into her own mind out of her head.

"Let's stop it here for tonight," Hope finally said, hitting the stop button on the DVD remote.

Light didn't think she would ever feel relieved to hear those words, "Sure, it's well past time for us to hit the sack anyway."

Hope let out a small yawn and stretched as he grinned at Light, "Heh, yea, we can always continue it tomorrow. So what did you think? Pretty cool huh?"

Lightning gave Hope a bored look, completely the opposite of how she was feeling inside, "It's…mediocre at best."

"Aw come on, that's harsh Light, I thought it was an interesting use of the table of elements."

There was a slight tinge to her cheeks, she crossed her arms. "That may be but everything else was…totally unnecessary. We shouldn't even watched it as far as we did, what with all that fan service."

He kind of blushed at that, "We didn't have to ya know."

She was getting ready to head straight into her own bedroom, "I watched it because you wanted to watch it."

"So that means you'll continue to watch it with me tomorrow?"

"We'll see."

Hope gave her a soft smile, all the while there was a slight rosy hue to his face, "What did you think of the two protagonists?"

"Goodnight."

Was all he heard before her bedroom door shut rather rudely in his face. The platinum hair teen was kind of perplexed, though didn't take offense to the gesture.

He blinked a couple more times before sighing and turning away to go to his own room.

"You know it's okay to admit that they kind of remind you of Vanille and me!" he shouted at her door.

He wasn't expecting the strawberry haired woman to come out of her bedroom, opening the door wide open to glare at him.

"Are you crazy! Their relationship is nowhere near being similar in any way or form to you and Vanille, and the thought of you doing that to Vanille would be absurd. If anything the bond between those two would be far more suited to the one that I–" she suddenly stopped herself realizing her almost little slip up.

Hope was looking at her with awe, "Light I never said anything about relationship wise, I just meant the appearance somewhat with the hair color and all…"

"I know that," she flushed.

Hope just shook his head as if agreeing with her, "Right, I'm going to bed now."

Light turned around to go back in her own room, "You do that."

"I didn't know a show about suckling boobs for power would make her so high strung." It was uttered under his breath but somehow Light still heard it.

His reward was a pillow to the head and the second lovely sound of his house mate slamming her bedroom door.

Alpha: yea…apparently I was tired when I wrote this…yea I was tired A LOT when I wrote these yrs ago. Hurray for crack! Yea…