Watchful 08/03/08




Sebille wondered if she was going into extremes.

She had barely let Null out of her sight the past few days. Luckily, she hadn't had much in the way of work, so she had had the  time to stalk him.

...Okay, now that she thought about it, it seemed seriously pathetic and slightly creepy.


But she was not going to let anything take him away from her. Well, she certainly wasn't going to make it easy.


She enjoyed even the smallest signs of affection greatly. Especially coming from Null, the man who was emotionally almost dead.

Things kept getting so complicated, but she'd realized that it would be much easier to handle them by putting them in the simplest form possible and working from that.


"Am I bothering you?"


"...No."


"...Really? 'Cause seems to me..."

She shifted herself from the nook she enjoyed so much.


"...Like you're getting a little fed up with me following you around."

He growled but didn't show (much) signs of annoyance.


She giggled a little.
"You do know that all you have to do is tell me if you want me to leave... but then again, I can't promise to comply."


"I know."


"Good..."


She threw her leg over him.


"'Cause otherwise you won't be rid of me."


His eyes turned mysterious and Sebille couldn't quite catch the emotion they showed. A faint smile played on his lips, so faint that it was almost impossible to see.
"Works for me..."


"Now, what was that?"
" ..."

Was that a challenge?


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