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Title: Precipitous
Rating: PG-13 to R...not sure.
Fandom: Weiß Kreuz [Koyasu Takehito & Project WeiB and Tsuchiya Kyoko]
Pairing: Naoe Nagi x Tomoe Sakura
Notes: It's part of Propensity with the time frame and structure, but not so. Still in Sakura's POV. The drabble should have been sexually playful, but it ended up angsty. *sighs* 

Maybe skipping breakfast was not a good idea after all. My stomach rumbled in agreement.

Usually, the occupants, except for me and my so-called "housemate", were out, and it was normal for me to wake up to silence. I assumed that he went with them since I didn't see him anywhere...probably to kill someone again or something.

There was a bunch of fruits on the table, and my mouth watered at the sight. I got a small knife out of the kitchen drawer and started to peel an apple.

"Damn it." I muttered as the blade neatly sliced the skin of my index finder. The gash was not that big, but I felt nauseatic at the sight of blood. Shaking my head, I sucked on my wounded finger.

"Is it tasty, precious?" He whispered, his warm breath tickling my ear a little.

I stifled a laugh. "You of all people should know that blood isn't tasty, Naoe."

He snickered and moved from behind me, sitting on the chair opposite mine. "What were you trying to do, Tomoe, kill yourself? You're so dumb, you can't even do suicide properly."

"For your information, Naoe, I was making myself lunch." I snapped.

"That's why skipping meals is a big mistake. Obviously, you're stupid to know that."

I decided to ignore the insult. "So where did you go? I didn't see you this morning."

"You missed me?" He grinned wickedly.

"No, you idiot. I was just making conversation---"

"We visited the little kittens at their pathetic flower shop."

I shrugged and continued peeling.

"Don't you want to know what happened?"

I shook my head.

"Aren't you curious?" He persisted.

"No." I placed the apple and the knife on the table. "Does it matter?"

"It does."

I looked at him curiously. "Why?"

"Don't you like your 'Aya-san' anymore?" There was disgust in his voice.

I sighed. "Look, I don't want to talk about that---"

"Why not? I thought you're in love with that lousy Fujimiya?" He furiously replied, suddenly standing up.

I stepped back in surprise at his sudden outburst. "Why do you care about that?"

"Because I'm jealous, Tomoe."
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