[Rave] A Spot of Bother (30kisses)
Title: A Spot of Bother
Fandom: Rave
Pairing: (past) Shuda/Sieg
Theme: 30_kisses #1 - look over here
Disclaimer: Umi-chii don’t own Rave. Hiro Mashima still does.
A/N: Cattleya is one character I just can’t bring myself to like. I just can’t. Sieg shares my dislike.
A Spot of Bother
For 30_kisses, #1
The trip to Garage Island was a complete death penalty. It was a trip Shuda wanted to avoid as much as possible, and would have if possible. But then, Christmas reunion calls for it, and Sieg already had plans for the occasion, which was to antagonize Cattleya Glory until he rolled over in stomach cramps. The antagonizing episodes were fun and humorous while looking very much innocent and sincere, but Shuda didn’t look over the notion that Sieg was doing it out of spite. The latter got a pinch on the sides for that.
The dishes were cleared, and half of the gang have already went back to the ship, the house not enough for all of them to stay over. Sieg stayed outside at the deck, finally bored and out of ideas. It was good while it lasted. Sighing, he rolled onto his sides, elbow resting on the wood and head on palm.
They’ll be stuck in this god-forsaken island for the next two days, and Sieg wanted to make sure he wouldn’t be wasting any time spent here. He had specially allotted two days of leave from work just for this. Even Niebel had skipped his magic schooling for two days just to accompany him in his terribly out-of-character pranks.
He can’t let the time go to waste, especially when it’s going to involve trapdoors and armies of mice in that wretched woman’s lair. Just what did Shuda see in that woman? She’s repulsive!
The sound of heavy soles echoed from afar. Amethyst eyes opened lazily; his fingers shifted a little to give space for his left ear. Finally, he rolled onto his back, eyes staring at glaring red ones. The boots stopped inches away from his head, and he flinched internally at the sight of caked dirt.
“Mind telling me what’s the big deal?” Shuda asked softly, but Sieg could still pick up the angry tone. Well, the warrior has every right to be angry as much as he has every right to bully the poor girl. It’s just that he didn’t think Shuda has the right not to expect such a behavior from it-yes, even a childish one at that.
Flatly, Sieg told him, “I don’t like her.”
“And?”
“What?”
Shuda snorted, waving a hand dismissingly.
“I meant what does that have to do with all these… crap.”
“In case you haven’t noticed,” Sieg glared at him, legs crossing as his arms remained stretched over the wooden deck. “I dislike her entirely.”
“And what’re you going to do with it?” Shuda pressed, and this frustrated Sieg even more than it should. “It’s not like I’ll break up with her just because my ex is against it. Why are you even bothered anyway?”
“I’m not asking you to break up with her.”
“You sure about that?”
“No, well, yes, but the point is…”
“The point is you still can’t get over the past, but I want you to get over it, alright?”
Sieg didn’t say a word, biting his tongue before he could say anything he didn’t want to say. There’s already a big rift between them ever since their great break-up, and Sieg was sure Iulius would be very grateful if they’d stop having this cold war even after break-up.
Not that there was much choice on the matter, of course. Sieg had every right to last out, considering he wasn’t the one who called the break-up.
Right?
“Anyway, just… back off, alright?”
Sieg glared, and when Sieg glared, his temper wriggled free of his grasp. Snarling threateningly as hard as he could while lying up, Sieg mustered all his angers into his eyes, making sure that idiot redhead would be the one backing off. And when Shuda did step back warily, a little of that anger in him diminished.
“Sometimes, I still can’t understand why I dated you.”
“Kiss my ass and you might know.”
Shuda sighed in defeat. “Nevermind. Just stop it, alright? Or at least lessen the scare level.”
The warrior turned and walked away, casually and unhurriedly, like he did three years ago. Noting this did nothing to cool his temper.
But never mind. It’s not like he would stop amusing himself even with a death threat.
END
Fandom: Rave
Pairing: (past) Shuda/Sieg
Theme: 30_kisses #1 - look over here
Disclaimer: Umi-chii don’t own Rave. Hiro Mashima still does.
A/N: Cattleya is one character I just can’t bring myself to like. I just can’t. Sieg shares my dislike.
A Spot of Bother
For 30_kisses, #1
The trip to Garage Island was a complete death penalty. It was a trip Shuda wanted to avoid as much as possible, and would have if possible. But then, Christmas reunion calls for it, and Sieg already had plans for the occasion, which was to antagonize Cattleya Glory until he rolled over in stomach cramps. The antagonizing episodes were fun and humorous while looking very much innocent and sincere, but Shuda didn’t look over the notion that Sieg was doing it out of spite. The latter got a pinch on the sides for that.
The dishes were cleared, and half of the gang have already went back to the ship, the house not enough for all of them to stay over. Sieg stayed outside at the deck, finally bored and out of ideas. It was good while it lasted. Sighing, he rolled onto his sides, elbow resting on the wood and head on palm.
They’ll be stuck in this god-forsaken island for the next two days, and Sieg wanted to make sure he wouldn’t be wasting any time spent here. He had specially allotted two days of leave from work just for this. Even Niebel had skipped his magic schooling for two days just to accompany him in his terribly out-of-character pranks.
He can’t let the time go to waste, especially when it’s going to involve trapdoors and armies of mice in that wretched woman’s lair. Just what did Shuda see in that woman? She’s repulsive!
The sound of heavy soles echoed from afar. Amethyst eyes opened lazily; his fingers shifted a little to give space for his left ear. Finally, he rolled onto his back, eyes staring at glaring red ones. The boots stopped inches away from his head, and he flinched internally at the sight of caked dirt.
“Mind telling me what’s the big deal?” Shuda asked softly, but Sieg could still pick up the angry tone. Well, the warrior has every right to be angry as much as he has every right to bully the poor girl. It’s just that he didn’t think Shuda has the right not to expect such a behavior from it-yes, even a childish one at that.
Flatly, Sieg told him, “I don’t like her.”
“And?”
“What?”
Shuda snorted, waving a hand dismissingly.
“I meant what does that have to do with all these… crap.”
“In case you haven’t noticed,” Sieg glared at him, legs crossing as his arms remained stretched over the wooden deck. “I dislike her entirely.”
“And what’re you going to do with it?” Shuda pressed, and this frustrated Sieg even more than it should. “It’s not like I’ll break up with her just because my ex is against it. Why are you even bothered anyway?”
“I’m not asking you to break up with her.”
“You sure about that?”
“No, well, yes, but the point is…”
“The point is you still can’t get over the past, but I want you to get over it, alright?”
Sieg didn’t say a word, biting his tongue before he could say anything he didn’t want to say. There’s already a big rift between them ever since their great break-up, and Sieg was sure Iulius would be very grateful if they’d stop having this cold war even after break-up.
Not that there was much choice on the matter, of course. Sieg had every right to last out, considering he wasn’t the one who called the break-up.
Right?
“Anyway, just… back off, alright?”
Sieg glared, and when Sieg glared, his temper wriggled free of his grasp. Snarling threateningly as hard as he could while lying up, Sieg mustered all his angers into his eyes, making sure that idiot redhead would be the one backing off. And when Shuda did step back warily, a little of that anger in him diminished.
“Sometimes, I still can’t understand why I dated you.”
“Kiss my ass and you might know.”
Shuda sighed in defeat. “Nevermind. Just stop it, alright? Or at least lessen the scare level.”
The warrior turned and walked away, casually and unhurriedly, like he did three years ago. Noting this did nothing to cool his temper.
But never mind. It’s not like he would stop amusing himself even with a death threat.
END