melodiesoflife | House Terrors!

Characters: Yuffie and Sephiroth.
Where: Housing: A-02
When: Between October 5-6th
Summary: The two are trying to learn how to live with each other and it isn't going well.
Warning: N/A

Late afternoon: Yuffie found asleep.

She had no idea when he might be back and she would have been perfectly happy if he didn't come back at all. Though she knew there was little chance of that. Her room was set with traps and protected in case her roommate decided to come in without permission. The last thing she needed to do was set the traps in the kitchen as well as grab some snacks for her room.

Mooshoo had given up trying to talk her out of her crazy ideas and was sitting in Yuffie's room with a book.

The young ninja sat on the couch and instantly felt her own tiredness overwhelm her. Her limbs ached from her hard work and her eyes lids felt heavy. She was determined to only rest her eyes for a minute but was soon fast asleep. She curled up in a little ball as soft whimpers escaped her lips. Tears streaked down her cheeks as she dreamed of her mother.

Early Morning: Unexpected Bathroom Problems.

Yuffie wanted to use the bathroom and has been waiting for what felt the hours. She slammed her fist on the door as she tried to get his highness's attention.

"Come on! You have been in there for forever! WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY BE DOING IN THERE!"

She slammed her fist against the door again and then slumped to the floor. Her knees were brought tightly to her chest as her eyes fixated on the door knob.

"I need to use the bathroom!"

Threaded | Flat

It would be a surprise that Yuffie wasn't woken by the sound of the front door opening and Sephiroth returning from his errands for the day.

With a paper bag hugged close, he made for the kitchen first with Spencer flitting around as he was wont to at around shoulder height. It had taken a great lot of getting used to, this permanent companion of his but all in all there were worse moogles to be paired with. At least he could hold somewhat intelligent conversations with his small pale pink companion.

As he set the bag down on the countertop and began to unpack the groceries he'd bought he caught it. It was quiet. The sound of Yuffie upstairs in quick-fire conversation with Mooshoo had become almost like a constant background noise ever since she had arrived. So when that wasn't there-

She could have gone out, doing who knows what else that he knew -and respected- wasn't any of his business and as Sephiroth took a quick look around the rooms downstairs this was his logical conclusion. He shouldn't be concerned at all. Just as he wasn't concerned at first when he found her kipping on the small couch. With a light 'hmph', he shook his head and turned away but then the sound of a staccato whimper earned him pause. Sephiroth half turned back to Yuffie and appraised her snoozing frame once more.

She was crying.

Almost every fiber of his being urged him to walk away, that it was extremely appropriate to stand there and watch yet Sephiroth found himself rooted to the spot with something akin to fascination. After a while, he couldn't help but start to feel sympathetic towards the young girl; it was jarring even for him to have been brought here, he could only hazard a guess how those who had many more people close to them were supposed to feel.

Maybe he'd have to ask her -gently, somehow- about it later, no; she'd never tell him. She hated him by principal and really when he thought about it -often with a frown- Sephiroth found that he couldn't blame her. It only deepened said frown to think about it like that. The War had been a shining trophy of accomplishment for him and now it was twisting in his gut, making him feel quite sick.

Sephiroth had always been an early riser, and even though there wasn't much that called for his urgent attention in Crystallis as a whole except for his own personal training and the mundane tasks that needed doing day to day, nothing much had changed in that regard. He would always take care as well, when Yuffie's door was still closed, to be as quiet as possible and let her sleep.

Just as with anyone, the bathroom was always the first step in his daily routine. Though, some things naturally took longer than others. Personal hygiene was one of those things. Not that it helped Yuffie, being sat and hearing the crashing hot water inside the bathroom as Sephiroth continued to shower. She was just going to have to wait her turn.

After her last, the water turned off. A few moments later the door knob turned and the door opened inwards. Fresh from the shower Sephiroth stood towering over her in the doorway, the sheen of moisture still present on his skin right to the waist and a large white towel wrapped around his middle. The vast mane of his silver hair was twisted from being wrung out and rested forwards across a shoulder, reaching passed the towel as well.

"There isn't any need to shout."

Late afternoon: Yuffie found asleep

Early Morning: (not-so) Unexpected Bathroom Problems