I leaned against a tree, watching Ambrose. He had his eyes closed and was sitting on the ground. It began to rain lightly but both of us ignored it. My hair became steadily saturated. Neither of us spoke. I tilted my head back to look up at the dark sky.
"You're going to have to tell us soon," I muttered. I felt his gaze flicker to me. I didn't look at him. "Not about you, or whoever it is you saw..." my voice trailed away. I cleared my throat and carried on, "No, I didn't mean about you. I meant us, you need to tell us about ourselves; no matter what reasons you have for not saying anything." I spun around and began to walk away.
"Who did you see..?" Ambrose called after me. I turn and shot him a smile.
"Like you don't already know?" I teased then sobered, "It doesn't matter. I can tell yours was worse. See you later, Ambrose." I waved and darted away. I wandered about outside for a long time before slipping into the house. I hastily got changed and climbed into the warm bed.
The next thing I knew was the sun was high in the sky. Someone was shaking me. I groaned and rolled over.
"Just five more minutes," the usual morning plea.
"Come on, Kiora! We gotta get those wet clothes washed before Nen sees them and has a fit about you being out in the rain," Evelyn hissed in my ear.
"Crap!" I rolled out of bed and hit the floor.
"OW! Ah hell! Man that hurts!" I moaned rubbing my head.
"Well... that's one way to get up in the morning," Evelyn commented, suppressing mirth as she stood over me.
"Can it, you," I snapped. I somehow managed to untangle myself from the covers and stood up, swaying dangerously.
"Do you think you can get dressed by yourself?" Evelyn asked, an eyebrow raised.
"Yes, Mother," I teased.
"Ouch," Evelyn giggled. She turned her back while I dressed and gathered up my still damp clothes. Evelyn appraised me.
"Your hair has obviously been soaked through before you went to bed," she informed me.
"I'll tell him I had a shower and couldn't be bothered to dry it," I said, "Now come on. If we're lucky he might still be sleeping. I sure as hell don't want ultimatum this early."
"Er, Kiora, it's nearly 11 and therefore not early and I doubt he's asleep," Evelyn muttered as we headed for the kitchen.
"It's early for me," I replied, "Now focus and stop being a smartass. Do you even know where the washing machine is?"
"Sure," Evelyn answered, grinning, "We have to go through the kitchen, where Nen is cooking, to a small side room - a laundry room I think - and the machine's in there." I stopped walking and glared at her.
"Now she tells me," I growled and rolled my eyes, "Can you distract him?"
"Doubt it," Evelyn said.
"Some help you are," I glared at her, "I swear you want me to get caught and only woke me up because you wanted to witness Nen going crazy."
Evelyn acted shocked and offended.
"Me? Now would I ever do such a thing to you?" We both thought it over.
"Yes," we said simultaneously and giggled.
"Traitor," I managed to say but was grinning. I sighed. I slipped into the kitchen and hid behind a table. I could see the laundry room and Nen had his back to me. Taking advantage of my speed, I ran. He was - thankfully - engrossed in his cooking and didn't notice me. I put the clothes in the machine and started the machine; thanking my mother for teaching me (never thought that'd happen). I re-entered the kitchen and sat down next to Evelyn. Miraculously, I'd gotten away with it. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Nice try, Kiora," Nen said from right behind me. I shrieked and jumped up. I glared at him.
"Nice try?" I raised an eyebrow, "And don't sneak up on me like that!"
"Evelyn already told me about your nighttime stroll in the rain - before you got up," Nen explained. I shifted my glare to Evelyn and she wisely moved out of arms reach only to collapse on the floor, giggling her head off.
"Sorry, Kiora," she gasped between laughter, "I couldn't resist." I rolled my eyes then faced Nen again. I took a step back waiting for the scolding. He merely shook his head and went back to his cooking. Evelyn and I exchanged glances. She nodded and left.
"What's wrong?" I murmured quietly. He ignored me. I touched his arm lightly, "Nen, please. What's wrong?" He sighed and glanced around. He seemed satisfied that we were alone.
"I saw a man with a sniper this morning. I used my powers and he went away but... I couldn't get it out of my head. All it takes is for you to have a little walk outside - alone - and they'd have you." I swallowed. Even imagining being shot again... well it was bad enough the first time.
I kissed the back of his neck. "Sorry," I said, "I just needed to make sure Ambrose was OK as well as be alone. I didn't mean to make you worry. No more going out alone, I promise." Nen wrapped his arms tightly around me and pressed his lips to mine. It was the first time he'd kissed me. We'd been interrupted last time by...
I pulled back and Nen sensed my worry.
"What is it?"
"I was wondering, since he hasn't popped up like he normally does during private moments, where is Ambrose?" I asked.
"He didn't come in at the same time as you?" Nen frowned. I shook my head.
"Which room was he in?" I said. Nen shrugged.
"He didn't pick one, as far as I know," he replied. There was a silence.
"I'll bloody murder him!" I said furiously.