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Title: Propensity
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Weiß Kreuz [Koyasu Takehito & Project WeiB and Tsuchiya Kyoko]
Pairing: Naoe Nagi x Tomoe Sakura
Notes: Same universe as Precipitous. Sakura's POV. 

When two people fight so much, it ends up being a habit.

At least, that's what happened to me and him.

We started arguing for no reason at all. He wanted me to eat, I said I wasn't hungry. Maybe he wasn't used to people disobeying him for some reason, so he got mad and said that he hoped I'll starve myself to death. But I was speaking the whole truth when I said I was full. I ate a hearty lunch before he and the rest of them kidnapped me.

The second time was when I asked him if I could go outside. Since I was feeling queasy from being stuck inside a dark room for so long and they didn't allow the windows to be opened, I said I needed some fresh air. He sneered at me for being so spoiled, and I shouted that he was being cruel. In the end, he let me open the windows a little bit since I might escape if I was allowed to take a walk. Common sense - they brought me to a place that was completely unfamiliar to me. I wasn't that dumb to run away when I don't have any idea of where I was right now.

The third time was when he found me wandering around the house. The others were off to some other place, and he and I were the only ones left. He found me in the library. I said I was bored from being locked up inside my room without anything to do. He accused me of trying to escape. I said that I'll end up going crazy counting the spots on the ceiling. I can't remember what else we said to each other, because we were shouting ourselves hoarse trying to get our points across. In the end, he allowed me to take a few books to my room.

The fourth...I think it was something about skipping a meal again. I wasn't partial to Western meat dishes, so I ended up having instant ramen. And for the first time, he joined me for dinner inside my room. He said he wanted to make sure that I wasn't going to escape.

The fifth...I can't remember exactly what was it all about.

The sixth was one of the heated arguments I had with him. Once again, we were alone inside the house, so we were seated together for breakfast. It was his idea - he said he wanted to keep a close eye on me. Anyway, I mentioned out of the blue that I missed Aya-san. I suppose he was short-tempered for all the composure he possessed, and he got angry, saying that I have no right to talk about any Weiß members. A lot of shouting followed, and it ended up with him eating alone because I was crying inside my room.

The seventh was the funniest argument I'd ever had with him. I guess one of the Schwarz brought home chocolate ice cream because there was a gallon of it when I raided the refrigerator one night. He was an insomniac, so I suppose he heard me inside the kitchen. He caught me, and asked me why was I up in the middle of the night. I told him I was hungry. We ended up fighting over the ice cream because it turns out that we liked the same flavor of ice cream.

I couldn't remember the others.

We got used to fighting with each other a lot, and so it became part of a daily routine, like brushing my teeth or combing my hair. Everytime we would see each other, sparks would fly.

It's's like I've gotten comfortable with him.

Before, I was scared of him most especially, since the others would leave me alone and I would end up staying with him. He had psychic powers, remember? One wouldn't want to cross paths with a powerful guy, even if he's just the same age as you.

Now, I treat him like I would treat a close acquaintance.

It's strange how life turns out to be. One moment, you'll be waking up with a dangerous person beside you. Then, you'll feel like you've known him for years.

"Don't tell me, let me guess. You're thinking of your 'Aya-san' again." He snickered. "You're pathetic, Tomoe."

"What, so you're not, Naoe?" I retorted, my lavender eyes twinkling in mischief. "Besides, you're wrong. I wasn't thinking about him, I was thinking about you."

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow and smirked. "I didn't know you love me, Tomoe. That's disgusting."

I nodded. "It is."

He sneered at me and turned the page of his book to the next, a signal that I should shut up and stop bothering him. But there was one thing I have to ask him.


He looked up, irritated. "What?"

"Why do we keep fighting?"

My question startled him somehow, since his forehead wrinkled in thought and he didn't answer at once.

I sighed. I guess I could never solve the mystery between the two of us.

"You ask the dumbest things, Tomoe. Did you ever get the feeling that you couldn't trust anyone in the world? I don't trust you, and I'm sure you don't trust me. That's why we fight. We're at opposite sides. So don't assume that just because I'm speaking to you means we're friends."

He always say the weirdest things. I sighed again.

Then, he surprised me by chuckling suddenly. "You do have a point, Tomoe. I find myself wondering about the same thing, too."

It was my turn to raise an eyebrow.

"Fighting is actually like a mating ritual, Tomoe. Have you ever thought about that?"


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