"Amii..."
A squeal. "Leamme alone!"
"Nuu, you're too tempting..."
Another squeal and a giggle. "You don't have to bite!"
* * *
Light was pouring in through your eyelids, not allowing you to sleep any longer. You groaned, not sure and not wanting to know what you had been dreaming about.
"Are you awake?" A deep voice asked from beside you and you cracked your knuckles, still lying on the bed, facing the ceiling.
You stayed where you were. "Yes."
A sigh. "Can you help me?" Soubi asked calmly. You finally looked at him, to see that he was sitting against your wall, under your window.
"What happened to your room?"
"It's occupied, remember?" Instantly, last night's events came rushing back to you.
"Omigod, Sou-chan! Your hand!" You said loudly before jumping out of bed and kneeling down in front of him, examining the hand he was trying to bandage. You sighed heavily, before peeling off his attempts. Soubi smiled softly before relaxing his muscles. He winced when his flesh wound came in contact with air, though. It looked like the nail came in between his second and third metacarpals, breaking his palmar aponuerosis, and thoroughly going to the other side. You scowled, as you started to apply new bandages to his hand, this time, much neater and much more effectively. "I don't know why you're taking them in."
"They had no other place to go, Ami-chan."
"...Whatever." You kept bandaging until satisfied, which was around five minutes later. You examined his hand again, which now looked a little better, minus the bandages, but there was nothing more you could do.
You stood suddenly and stretched, the hairs on your tail standing on edge. "I'm going to make something to eat." You yawned, but stopped when you felt weight on your shoulders and hip.
You turned to see the face of Natsuo, who had wrapped his arms around your shoulder and stomach. "Don't worry, popkin, I already made breakfast for you and the old man." He said, his breath tickling your neck before you pushed him away roughly.
"He's not old and if I were you, I would keep my hands to myself." You snarled, eyes narrowed, before going to you bathroom and slamming your door shut.
From there, you heard Soubi say, "She's often cranky. It'll wear off in a few months for you guys," dully.
More like years.
After you finally got out of shower, you decided to check on Soubi and hand but he wasn't there. You looked for him in his room and everything but he wasn't there. You gave up, too tired to bother and headed to your room, but no longer have you gotten closer to it, you heard voices inside it.
"She's not all that bad..."
Anger bubbled up inside the pit of your stomach, and you threw open your door to see Natsuo lying down comfortably on his stomach on your bed and Youji going through your books.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"
They both stared blankly at your angry form. "What did we do?"
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?!" You yelled, pointing at them. "GET OUT!"
Silence. "Why?" Youji asked in a careless tone, flipping through one of your novels. He thre it over his shoulder to the wall, saying, "Boooring!"
That was the last straw. You snapped instantly.
"YOU SONOVA-!"
* * *
Even though you were making a racket, you heard Kio and Soubi coming about a mile away.
"Get off of me!" You yelled, trying to knee Youji in the chest, but he stayed on top of you, wrestling you down, while Natsuo watched, amused.
Suddenly, you suspicions confirmed, as the door opened and Kio stepped in, followed by Soubi. Kio stared at the scene you two were in for a moment before dropping his bag of beers and rounding on Soubi.
"Sou-chan! Don't tell me you've gone down the path of sin!"
You felt the blood rush to your face. "Aww, look, Natsuo, she's blushing." Youji sniggered before licking your cheek. (Yes, licking your cheek.)
Your eyes widened in surprise before you threw him off with all your strength. "You PERVERT!"
"Me?" Youji asked from the floor, while Natsuo burst into fits of laughter.
You sighed in frustration before sauntering over to the hall and grabbing a hoodie. Without another word, as all the males watched you, you stormed out, as Youji said,
"Don't look at me, I didn't do anything."
"Who the hell are you, you mouthy little brat?! And what the hell were you doing to the other brat?!"
"None of your concern!"
"You wanna say that again with a cute face?!"
"I was born cute."
"I was cute, too, as a kid!"
I am...
Leaving for Los Angeles in about an hour. '^' Sayonara!
I think it's both hot and gay that they put Ritsuka in heels;
Oh and this one's sick. I love it.
