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Guy and Yotsuba [Incomplete]

Who: Guy

guynophobic and Yotsuba

yotsubakoiwai
Where: Room 37; first floor
When: Sometime during the day
Rating: Probably G
Summary: Guy is in hiding as he attempts to clear his thoughts; Yotsuba accidentally stumbles upon him.
The Story:

Guy buried his face into the pillow with a sigh, further messing up his already unkempt blonde hair. Strong hunger pains stabbed at his stomach, but he hadn't the motivation to move, and to add to that, he felt as though Luke would find him if he were to leave the sanctuary of the room. Of course, he wasn't quite sure if he really didn't want the noble to find him.

A groan issued from the swordsman's lips. Thinking of Luke wasn't a good idea; it brought the confusion back, and with that, the nausea. With some force of will he managed to clear his mind, though he knew subconsiously that the same thoughts would come back soon.

It would be in Guy's best interest to have some interaction with others. However, he didn't feel like talking to anyone at that particular point in time, and he hadn't the day previous. So instead, he lay there, ignoring the sharp hunger; both hoping and not hoping for Luke -- or anyone else, for that matter -- to find him.

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(OOC: .. yeah. This is definately going to be G. XD; )

It had been a few days after the ball (and thus being fed wonderfully thanks to the Host Club's quick thinking for catering). The green haired wonder was currently skipping the hallway with her duffle bag hung from her shoulder. Every now and then, she would try and climb up one of the marble pillars, or draw a badly drawn picture of herself and her self proclaimed "Tamaki-nii-chan" dancing but for the most part, the little girl was just curious to see what else was there.

When her stomach started protesting that it was time to eat her snack, the little girl paused in her step and then reached into her pouch to pull out some taiyaki and a box of juice.

However, she had always been told by her dad that it wasn't polite to eat while walking around, so, with her bright green eyes, the girl opened up a random door and walked inside of it to see someone sitting on the bed.

"..... are you sick?" Forget that she just barged into someone's room and didn't introduce herself. Time for curiousity to take over!

Looking up at the inquiry to see a little green-haired girl standing in the doorway, the swordsman managed a weak smile. He rolled over to his side and propped himself up on one elbow, murmuring in reply, "I guess you could say that." He wasn't sick, per se, but he might as well have been.

And, he really would get sick if he didn't eat something soon.

Though the slight smile was still on his lips, he eyed the girl wearily. No matter how much he didn't want to talk to anyone, Guy also didn't want to be impolite, not to mention to a child. With a light sigh, he decided he'd manage, as long as she didn't try to get too close. Once they get to know you children can be clingy, after all.

With that, Yotsuba skipped on closer before she stood at the side of the bed that was about to the height below her neck. Oh how short this little girl was~. With her taiyaki in one hand, the green haired girl missed the weary look on Guy's face before pressing on, "Do you have a fever? ... or maybe scurvy?"

... Yotsuba really didn't know what Scurvy was. But, she had heard it on TV when she was at home, so she automatically assumed that it was a very bad ailment.

"Scurvy?" he mumbled, moving further away from the girl surreptitiously. "I don't think so." With a sigh, he admitted, "Though, I think how hungry I am has to do with the sick feeling." Now that Yotsuba had mentioned it, Guy could only wonder if he really was sick past all the emotional stress.

With slight interest the blonde noticed that she was holding on to some type of food, though he wasn't about to ask her for it. However, all the sight of it did was make him hungrier, so he re-focused his attention on the girl.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Yotsuba scooted forward a little more and offered up her juice and a taiyaki piece, "Here you go! This house is magical and it gave me food!" She held out the fish shaped pastry in both of her tiny little hands and offered the food with a smile.

She would not, however, let go of her juice. That was some darn good juice there in that box. u_u

Guy twitched when the girl held out the food to him unexpectedly, but he recovered quickly. With a hesitant but grateful smile he took the pastry from Yotsuba. "Thank you," he said to her politely, examining one of the pastries before popping it into his mouth. Then realizing that he had not yet introduced himself, he swallowed and asked, "What's your name? I'm Guy." The swordsman hadn't planned on talking to anyone that day, but what harm could talking to this little girl do? She had, after all, sacrificed some of her snack for him; he owed it to her.

"My name's Yotsuba!" Chirped out the little girl as she then kneeled down onto the floor, letting her hands fold on the top of the covers. "... Wow! My daddy is a guy too!" The bright smile that spread on her face was priceless, because this maybe 6 year old had no idea she took his name the wrong way. "... but what's your name?"

(OOC: ... please be to killing the innocent density of my muse. XD; )

For a long moment Guy stared blankly at the little girl; then, he laughed. It felt nice to laugh after being upset for so long, and while he knew that those feelings would return sooner or later, he felt a lot better for the moment.

"S-sorry," the swordsman mumbled after his laughter had quieted, attempting to suppress an amused smile. "That was my fault. What I mean is my name is Guy. Anyway, it's nice to meet you, Yotsuba." He would have offered her his hand, had it not been for his phobia.

Yotsuba's face was blank for a moment. Had she said something wrong? She didn't understand why he was laughing until he corrected himself. It was then that her face lit up in recognition that his name literally WAS Guy.. and not that he was of the male species.

"Hi Guy!" She waved her tiny hand up in the air to greet him with as much enthusiasm as she could possibly give, "Are you feeling better?"

This time, Guy offered a genuine smile in response to Yotsuba's, and he raised his own hand in a light wave. "Hello!" When she asked how he was feeling, he tilted his head slightly. "Yeah, I'm feeling better now. Thank you for sharing your snack with me."

Who knew a conversation with a child could cheer him up so quickly?

"The house likes sharing lots of food with people! Tamaki-nii-chan said this house was MAGICAL." Spreading out her arms wide, Yotsuba motioned to the whole house (even though her arms could not reach the sheer size of the mansion itself) with such vigor and excitement. "My house got lost so I'm waiting here for it to find me."

So quick to change topics, this one was, "Do you like ice cream?"

Watching the girl with amusement as she changed the topics quickly, Guy replied, "I think I do. I haven't had ice cream in a long time. Do you like ice cream?" He moved around so that his legs were bent loosely into the fetal position, upper body turned on his stomach with his head resting on his arms so that it was nearly level with Yotsuba's. The faint smile on his lips hadn't faultered.

With the way Yotsuba's eyes widened and her face got all hopeful, it was pretty obvious that she liked ice cream. "I like it a WHOLE BUNCHES!" Holding her hand in front of her, she started naming many things that she liked, "I like ice cream, and ramen, and toast and cake, and milk!"

The blonde grinned. "It sounds like you like a lot of stuff," he noted cheerfully. By this time, all negative thoughts had somehow managed to be shoved aside by this bubbly little girl. Had he known this, he would have been extremely grateful.

"Would you... like to go get some ice cream from the kitchen with me?" he offered suddenly. He had finished all the taiyaki Yotsuba had given him, and the full force of the hunger was beginning to show itself. The probability of meeting Luke there was unlikely anyway. Or so he hoped.

"Daddy knows lots more stuff than I do. He's a... ... a... a transumalator!" What Yotsuba MEANT to say was that her father was a translator, but, she didn't know she had said it incorrectly, so she looked proud to have said the word.

To the offer of getting ice cream, the girl stood up quickly with a determined and yet shocked look on her face, "ICE CREAM?! .... is it going to be strawberry ice cream?!"

... yes. The girl was excited to get ice cream.

At the mispronounced word, the swordsman tilted his head but said nothing. When Yotsuba got excited, however, his grin widened and he shifted into a sitting position, legs dangling off the side of the bed. "If it's strawberry ice cream you want, it's strawberry ice cream you'll get," he informed her. He then slid off the bed and padded to the door, not bothering to put his shoes on.

"After you," Guy said, holding the door open for the girl and bowing.

(OOC; Ack, sorry, cousin called. XD He always calls at the worst times rofl.)

(OOC: It's OK. It gave me enough time to get home. X3 Quick question... DOES HE HAVE HIS SWORD WITH HIM?)

Yotsuba's determined face melted into a happy face as she spun around on her heels and then waited as the door was open, "Thank you!" She answered before bowing in return. After that, she skipped right out the door and waited for him .

"Do you have a favorite ice cream? My dad likes vanilla ice cream!"

(OOC; SURE WHY NOT xDD I doubt he'd go around this mansion unarmed anyway. Just in case. :B )

"Favourite ice cream?" he mused as the two made their way to the kitchen. "I don't know. Like I said, I can't remember anymore." The blonde paused to grin at her. "I guess we'll just have to find out when we get there, won't we?"

"Yay! Lots of ice cream!" The idea of lots of ice cream made the green haired girl happy to no extent as per the smile spreading even more on her face.

The happy gaze turned into a large wide eyed look as Yotsuba craned her head rather far back to look upward at Guy. "... YOU'RE AS BIG AS JUMBO!" Came the sudden revelation... here this little green haired girl was (and probably not even 2 feet tall) standing next to a rather tall blonde male.

What a sight indeed.

At first, Guy was completely confused as to what the green-haired girl was talking about. Then, he turned and realized he had to tilt his head to a rather extreme angle to look at her. It was then that he noticed just how little she was in comparison to him, and laughed.

"I'm shrinking!" the swordsman declared suddenly, and collapsed to his knees. Now he was only a foot or so taller than she, and followed Yotsuba on his knees. He couldn't move as fast that way, but at least he wasn't towering over her anymore.

There was a cute little gasp that came from Yotsuba's mouth as Guy sank down to more her level. "Wow! You shrank!" When he was a foot taller, she reached up to pat him on the head to see if he really was shorter than he was earlier, not knowing of his phobia for the opposite sex.

"You must really be sick then if you went short!"

(OOC: Sorry for taking so long. That post warrented a new shocked yotsuba icon and I had to make it. XD;; That and I'm getting sleepy. >>;; )

When Yotsuba moved to touch his head, Guy froze up completely; he stopped moving and simply stared at her little arm with wide eyes. It took all his force of will to not scramble as far away from her as he could get. The blonde didn't want to scare her; she was so young, after all, and he feared that she might find his usual reaction to a female's touch upsetting due to its abruptness.

When her hand was finally moved from his head, he let out a long, shaky breath. "Y-yeah," he half stammered, attempting to pull his wits together. She's only a child... "I must be. But that's alright, I'll be better once we get our ice cream!"

With that the swordsman continued their trek down the halls, still on his knees, though slightly more unsteadily.

(OOC; XDD It's alright. The icon is really cute, though. <: And if you're tired, you should go to bed; we can continue tomorrow~)

After a few pats, Yotsuba's hand did fall away from Guy's head before she placed them to her sides, "Then you need to drink lots of milk too! My daddy always told me to drink milk if I want to get bigger!" Came the informative comment before she walked forward and towards the kitchen she so loved to visit.

"Ice cream~.. Ice cream~ ... the cream that's really cold@" Came the made up melody from Yotsuba.

(OOC: Yes, sleep sounds divine and it's pulling at me right now. x_X I WILL COMMENT TO YOUR REPLY TOMORROW AND WE WILL CONTINUE THEN. ♥ )

"I'll be sure to do that," he said with a smile.

It wasn't long before they reached the kitchen, and Guy rose stiffly to his feet again. His knees hurt vaguely from 'walking' on them down the hall, but he ignored them. Instead, he proceeded to walk over to the freezer and dig for the sought after ice cream. It wasn't long before he produced a tub of neapolitan -- in fact, it had almost been the only thing in there -- and dropped it heavily on the counter. He then retrieved two spoons, a set of bowls, an ice cream scoop.

"You want strawberry, right?" Guy inquired of Yotsuba, smiling kindly down at the girl.

When they got into the kitchen, Yotsuba followed him to the freezer and tried to peer in, despite the fact she was short. When she saw the tub of neapolitan (maybe the mansion knew that they were in the mood for a variety. ;D) her eyes went wide again with shock.

She pulled out a little kid stepping stool and then crawled onto the sitting stool. She kneeled down on the seat and leaned forward to see that the ice cream WAS IN FACT, three different colors. "Is that really all one ice cream?!"

"It is," the male confirmed with a nod, unlidding the tub and tilting it so she could get a good look at the swirled substance. "Strawberry, chocolate, and vanilla, all mixed into one." Considering the fact that he had been quite depressed not too long ago, Guy sounded rather cheerful. "But, if you want mostly one kind, I can try to do that for you."

(OOC: Totally making a new thread because the lines are getting squished togethar. X3 ♥ )

"That's so much ice cream!" Yotsuba was thrilled to have so many different flavors. She never had that luxury when she was back at home. She leaned forward a little more, following the swirls with those innocent green eyes of her, "I want to try them all, please!"

With that, she took a bowl carefully and held it out so she could recieve some.

(Yes, good plan~ ♥)

Guy couldn't help but grin at Yotsuba's enthusiasm. "You got it." He took up the ice cream scoop and shovelled a fair serving for someone her size into the bowl she held out, making sure there was a good amount of each flavour, before serving himself some.

With curiosity he stared down at the frozen substance. It had been so long since he had last eaten ice cream, and could hardly remember what it tasted like. So he grabbed his spoon and popped a small scoop into his mouth.

The little girl could hardly believe her eyes. That was so much ICE CREAM in her bowl! When Guy was done serving her, Yotsuba pulled the bowl forward towards her and placed it down onto the flat surface, all the while eyeing it as he scooped out his own portion.

Her green eyes peered up to see that he was about ready to eat and then smiled excitedly, "Itadakimasu~!" She spoke happily; her father had always told her to say that when eating at a table or in an eating setting with someone other than yourself.

She lifted a spoon with all three flavors and popped it in her mouth. Yotsuba pulled back for a second and went 8O, "It really IS three different ice creams!" And eating her snack she did.

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