Rubber duckie, you're my friend! Rubber duckie, my friend to the end!

[nosamurai]

Who: Haruno Sakura, Azure Kite, Sebastian Michaelis? TECHNICALLY OPEN if you... dare
When: Soon after reset, when Tasuki's set off the sprinklers, Sakura's declared spa-time, and Kite's catching colds. And Sebastian drools or something.
Where: Kite's Room --> Suite 10's Bathroom
Summary: Sakura hauls Kite to bath time so she can get some R&R,

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[hisbutler_bound]

Sebastian had heard that call loud and clear and with his mind festering from within, needing to eat and no longer starve himself internally, he had arrived.

The water level suddenly rose, hopefully not drowning the poor bbGod with his head dipped so low. Fully clothed, and suddenly very wet, his fingers played with his lips, absently biting his own fingers. He was drooling with hunger, having not yet obtained a meal.

Staring at Kite. The one who wanted to almost be erased. But no, not yet. While he might have attacked right away, Sebastian would not while Kite was around. Subconciously, Kite's will was still guiding, not inhibiting.

[nosamurai]

Sakura's reaction was almost instantaneous. The sudden shock, the widening of her eyes, the skip of her heart paired with the abrupt pooling of chakra in her fist. She's on the defense and barely registering the fact she recognizes the sudden arrival as she aims to deck him in the face.

Chewing on his fingers --

It sent a chill down her spine, and heat to her face. "You --!"

[little_stitches]

Kite breathed in a mouthful of the water that suddenly rose to slap against his face. He jerked his head back and coughed it up, not knowing what in the world just happened. After rubbing his eyes and adjusting to the discomfort of a damp face he finally processed the scene. Well. Sakura's bathtub was certainly popular.

"H-haah..." Another cough to clear his airway completely. "Sebastian, do nhhn... not require any tea at the moment..." Something seemed a little... off about his butler but he couldn't quite put his finger on what that was. Kite looked back and forth between his tubmates. He didn't really mind the butler's presence, as surprisingly as it was. But Sakura? Looked like she minded. A lot. If that fist was any indication.

"Nhhn, Sakura --" But what to say, really? Please don't punch the butler invading our bath? He didn't count on that working any time soon. So he just scooted in the way of any impending punches.

[hisbutler_bound]

Terribly sorry, Kite, not that he cares at the moment. His crimson eyes drop haphazardly down towards the water, watching the edges of it lightly. Had he been covered in anymore blood than what was at the tip of his gloves and at the edges of his teeth, he might have turned it pink. But his gloves were still on, the fingertips shreaded from where his nails had grown out.

Long hair slipped down the side of his face, hanging well near his shoulders, and those crimson eyes were slowly bleeding into lilac. He stared a little more at Sakura, not at her flat chested body, but the fact that her soul was on fire, raging within. He had expected that punch, would've enjoyed it.

If Kite hadn't wandered into the way, "Tea. No, not that."

[nosamurai]

If Kite hadn't slid in the way, Sebastian would have had his wish. As it was, Sakura merely shifted, made a grab for Kite to pull him toward her side, away from Sebastian, and out of the way of her anger.

"Why the hell are you here? Get out!"

There was no reason she felt she had to hold back -- not even logic, because she wanted to inflict something on Sebastian, for all he had done, and for all he would do, and for invading her damnably hard to find downtime. Getting Kite secure and out of the way was one thing; letting Kite stand in the way of her current fist of fury?

No thanks. She wasn't feeling the restraint this evening, and Sebastian was more than welcome to feel the colossal weight of her strength to his face as she moved beyond Kite. Well, half colossal. She wouldn't mind turning the bathwater pink if it meant the bastard was bleeding -- particularly by her hand.