Yuki
I softened my eyes and giggled with Brokentear at Forever's actions, imagining little gnomes staring at me from the ground. I shivered with unease at the mental image and giggled again.
"Can you blame him? The taste of mint is delicious, after all," I giggled, licking my lips from the remembered taste. I noticed how Brokentear's eyes involuntarily followed the movement and did it again to double-check. When the same result happened, I grinned a fanged grin at him and settled my hands on my stomach, carefully not mentioning it. Teasing him was just too fun.
"Angel would've done the same thing if she could've," I hummed, ignoring the sting that came with remembering her. "She used a candy cane as a weapon once. We were maybe 7 or 8 at the time, and the adults were out working. We were in the kitchen trying to bake cookies and I was babbling on about something. I didn't pay attention to how my words were affecting her and she got fed up with me, so initially she just sprayed me with batter. I threw flour in her face in retaliation and it devolved from there," I remembered, a fond smile playing on my lips. I could still hear her laughter in my head, and I had to nonchalantly blink tears from my eyes.
"This next part's my favorite. You know how she ended the food fight? By stuffing candy canes up my nose," I whined, and reveled in the laughter that immediately erupted from Brokentear. I held a pout for added affect, and then giggled quietly and relaxed. "The mess to clean up after was worth it though," I added, carefully editing out the sheer terror involved in the clean-up needed before our parents could get in from work.
"Needless to say, I was smelling mint for days afterwards," I added, and dissolved into giggles with Brokentear.
Setsuna
Forever disappeared into his room for a moment and I ran my hand through my hair with a sigh. What in the world was wrong with me? I was normally more laid-back than this, more subtle in my looking, yet I had obviously undressed Forever with my eyes. Why was it so hard to resist one beautiful boy?
Forever came out from his room and I looked up with a ready smile. The smile froze on my lips as I took in his adorable outfit. Did he really not understand just how tempting he was? His outfit was adorable without being childish and his shoulders begged to be nipped and marked. The little locket in place of the collar gave me an excuse to eye his slim neck before I took him in fully again.
"Won't you unlock your heart for me?" I teased, walking over to tug teasingly on the heart-shaped locket, and I smirked at his answering blush. "You look adorable," I murmured, kissing his masked lips quickly and smiling down at him. Standing straight again, I smiled brightly at Forever.
"Well now, what do you feel like doing dear Forever? I'm up for anything."
"That's a cute story, Erela," I told her as I sat back and tried to imagine a younger Ethan who would stand up to bullies and defend his sister. I loved what I imagined. "I didn't know that about Ethan and make-up," I thought aloud.
"Let him work on you just to show you. You won't recognize your own face," Erela replied before going back to her own book.
With me being able to shape shift into anyone, I had never really needed to know how to use make-up. I knew the basics. Mascara, lipstick, foundation, but anything more than that was getting too complicated for me. I guess being the real me, it might be fun to see how beautiful I could really look like.
"I guess there's a lot about Ethan that I don't know," I said as I leaned my head against the back of the chair. To be fair, we knew the most important parts of each other, or at least, I think we did.
Glancing up from her book, Erela assured me, "Well, you've only known each other for a couple of days. What did you expect? You two will figure it out." She gave me a smile before going back to reading.
I nodded, knowing she was right. I went back to reading, but after several more hours of coming up with nothing, my mind began to wander again. The guy running this mansion seemed pretty big and important. He had to be knowledgeable if he had this many books at his disposal. I barely knew him or what he was capable of. But since we weren't able to leave the grounds, maybe he had contacts with the outside world that could do more research for us.
"Hey, Erela." I sat up in the chair and looked over at her. "Do you think BrokenTear would know anything more about this than us? I mean, he is the head of this mansion, and he seems to know a lot about a lot. He obviously likes to read. Maybe he's come across something in his years that could shed some light on it? Oh, but I suppose you've probably talked to him about it already, huh?"
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Erela
Akane seemed a bit restless and impatient. I guess I was just used to keeping to one task for a while at a time. I was the castle maid, after all. This place took forever to clean sometimes.
"Unfortunately not. This will be a very arduous affair, I should warn you." I told her before flipping through a book of alchemy. She returned to the chair she claimed with a few books.
A few moments of uncomfortable silence passed.
"Can you tell me a fond memory you have from when you and Ethan were in your own bodies?" Akane asked. Breaking the quiet atmosphere was a relief and I'm glad she did it.
I thought for a moment, tapping my index finger on my bottom lip and stared off into space. Ethan and I had to be maybe 8 or 9 before we were fused. I remember being sent away at age 10 by myself but occasionally Ethan would steal my conscience away from me.
"There was a time when our parents entered me in a pageant, I remember." I pictured little me, wearing the frilliest dress and matching shoes. Blond hair held back with a big fluffy bow. Light makeup on my young face.
"I was ready to go on stage at least an hour before I would present myself to the judges. I was so excited because I was certain that I would win." I blushed at the memory.
"But one of the other little girl's brother pushed me down and they completely messed up my look. Ragged my hair, stole my hairbow, ripped my dress, and smeared my makeup all over my face. When Ethan saw me, he ran after those boys." I laughed a little, remembering his short legs as he tackled a boy.
"After he made them apologize to me, he helped me get ready for the pageant again. Ethan probably didn't tell you about how he's a makeup wizard." I chuckled, "I've seen him transform people like it's nothing."
"I didn't win the pageant, but it was one of the best days."
BrokenTear
"We always end up talking so seriously. What's a happy topic? I don't mind serious topics, but I like your smiles better, so lets find something happy. There must be something happy that's story worthy." Yuki playfully announced her realization. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks. She liked my smile. Something Alyssa would say.
"At one point in time, Forever had a major shopping addiction." I grinned to myself, saying aloud the first thing I thought of that makes me laugh.
Yuki raised an eyebrow at me, a gesture to elaborate.
"He used to get really bored, so he would subscribe to those shopping magazines that have cute little knickknacks and such. It started as something just to look at. But then he started ordering. And what a disaster that was." I laughed a little before running a hand through my hair.
"He once ordered like 25 lawn gnomes. Like yeah, this medieval castle will surely brighten up with freaky little gnome eyes staring at him in the front yard." I said sarcastically.
"I finally confiscated the magazines and his money the day that we received 12 boxes of candy canes."
Forever
Setsu took a long gaze at my body. There was a longingness in his eyes that I really liked. I didn't quite understand what that look did to me but it made my body flush with more warmth and I grew a massive desire to be near him.
"Have a good shower? Had nothing else to do, so waiting for you to be done wasn't too hard. I can wait while you get dressed." He tilted his head and grinned with amusement.
Hey, he's not disgusted with me. I smiled at that thought.
"Okay. I'll be just a moment." I spoke quietly before slipping into my room. I opened my closet and examined everything.
What shall I wear? What's a cute outfit? What would Setsu like?
I finally decided on something. I pulled on a black top that revealed my shoulders and a pair of dark rose colored shorts. I slipped on black thigh-highs and a flower crown of roses. I added a necklace with a lockable heart locket and silver chainmaille bracelets.
I took a breath and stepped out of my room, hoping Setsu would find enjoyment in this outfit.
Hah, I hope you guys enjoyed the random stories I made up on the spot xD this is a really weird post.
Yuki
"I'm not sure which I'd prefer-- nightmares, or a normal life." BrokenTear sighed, and I hummed agreeing. I still stuck by what I said, that there was little difference between them, but preference was different. I blew out a breathe and twisted my wrists, enjoying the pops that sounded, before flopping my arms onto my chest.
"At least with normality, there's hope, room for happiness and love and friendship. With a nightmare, everything gives way to fear. You say unfulfilled, I say it's merely undiscovered. There's no passion, no interaction, just monotone. But with the right person or people, normal can evolve," I said firmly, stumbling on the end with a lethargic yawn. With my words hanging in the air, I turned a smile at the male I was using in place of a pillow.
"We always end up talking so seriously," I said, adding a teasing edge to my words to lighten the air some. Lightly, I swatted BrokenTear's stomach and yawned again. "What's a happy topic? I don't mind serious topics, but I like your smiles better, so lets find something happy. There must be something happy that's story worthy."
Setsuna
I looked up as the bathroom door opened and smiled at Forever, who looked like a deer caught in headlights. A "hey there" slipped into the air as he backed up some. I looked at the blush on his cheeks and smirked in amusement, but it fell away when I noticed he was in nothing but a towel.
He had collarbone piercings that I wanted to tug and nibble on. The scars on such an innocent boy made them even more enticing, and I wanted to lick up each and every one, learn the history of them so that I could sooth any lingering pain. Lingering...I snapped back into my right mind within the space of a heartbeat and noticed how flushed Forever looked, cutely embarrassed about his lack of clothing.
Noticing how his blush extended down his neck, I realized he didn't have his collar on. His neck was a little paler then the rest of his cinnamon body and begged to be nipped, but I mentally shook those thoughts away and smiled at the flustered boy.
"Have a good shower?" I teased, smirking when the flush got darker. I tilted my head and smirked. "Had nothing else to do, so waiting for you to be done wasn't too hard. I can wait while you get dressed?" I asked, giving Forever a way out with amusement clear in the air.
I tried to image what life had to have been like for Ethan and Erela before they fused together. I found myself picturing Ethan as a little kid. Would he have been pudgy? Thin as a pencil? I imagined the pain and torture he must have went through at the hands of the bullies who detested his existence. I wondered if his parents had consulted him before they fused Erela and Ethan together, or had they just done what they thought was best?
Grabbing a book from a shelf about magic spells, I slumped down in a chair and sat sideways so that my legs dangled over the arm rest. I opened it to the index and glanced through the topics. Erela had pulled a couple books down from a shelf, as well, and was leafing through a few pages. She stopped on a page for a moment or two before turning it.
Growing up with the powers that I had, I had been bullied as kid, too, so I could understand some of Ethan's pain. Before I became a teenager, I had been unable to control my shifting abilities. Anytime my emotions went out of control, I'd shift into someone. If I got mad, sad, basically any negative emotion was susceptible to making me change. Of course the other kids had deemed me a freak; they told me I was a demon. They liked to throw things at me. And unfortunately, I hadn't touched anyone of worth to shift into to scare the kids away.
As I got older, I started running with the wrong crowds, got into a gang solely for the purpose of getting close to the leader so I'd have someone scary to morph into should I need to defend myself from my peers. That didn't quite end up the way I had hoped as it had gotten me thrown out of own home. My own parents hadn't wanted me.
Travel was my therapy. What was Ethan's. I wondered if he had had his own body long enough to figure that out. Not like he could leave this place, now. And the mental hospital before that couldn't have been a fun environment to branch out, though I suppose being in a mental hospital offered therapy? I wasn't sure how great of an experience they must have had there, but if Broken Tear had to take her out of there, I guessed it couldn't have been very nice.
Sighing, I shut the book. None of the spells in this book related to the matter at hand. I went back to the shelf and skimmed the titles. Unfortunately, more titles didn't sound helpful than not. I glanced at the clock and noticed we had only been in the library for about twenty minutes. I let out a breath. Sitting still had never been a great strength of mine.
Glancing over at Erela, I asked, "Are you having more luck than me?"
She shook her head, her blonde hair falling over her shoulder. "Unfortunately not. This will be a very arduous affair, I should warn you."
A little late for that, I thought, but I smiled knowingly as I grabbed a couple more books off the shelf and returned to my perch on the chair I had previously occupied.
"Can you tell me a fond memory you have from when you and Ethan were in your own bodies," I asked her after I skimmed through a couple books. I didn't like the silence. I needed it broken.
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I thought I'd make up for me forgetting to post by making the one I put up a bit longer than normal. Hope that's okay!
