Apr 24, 2009 15:30
Dawn was her favorite time of the day, when everything was fresh and full of potential, and any problems she might have were still hazy. She'd need to get up in a few minutes, to ring the morning bell, and then -
She frowned, a faint line creasing her brow. Maybe she was just imagining things, but her pillow felt... strange, somehow.
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And the was too warm, more than he was used to. He opened his eyes, already reaching for his glasses on the night stand. Before he could find the them he noticed the blurry figure lying next to him and he froze.
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"M-Mr. Tatsumi?"
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"I don't know.. how I get there.."
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Hop, she didn't get to say, before a sudden wave of nausea struck her, and she doubled over, gasping.
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Fine, she realized. I don't even feel a little queasy. Blinking, she sat up.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what just came over me."
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...and she was fine again. Just as she had the other time, when he'd had his arm around her shoulders... She stared at him, mind working furiously.
"Forgive me, but... how are you feeling just now?"
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Casting her mind about for a safe topic of conversation, she finally ventured, "Ah, can I offer you some breakfast?"
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Tatsumi was glad for the change of subject. "That would be really nice from you, thanks." He looked at at himself. He was wearing his suit , for once, it was a good thing that he spend the night workign and fell sleep. "You don't need to get changed first?"
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