White Comb p1

With a yawn of relief, I stretch as yet another CPU meeting comes to a close.  I almost wish it was held in Lowee, all this travel is getting on my nerves.  I can't say the topic was worth coming all the way to Planeptune, but work is work I guess.  It's not a responsibility I would blow off anyway, especially with the way Mina has been acting lately.  The nonsense at Lowee and Leanbox was surprising to say the least.  I'm not gonna fool myself and say I didn't...enjoy what happened between me and Thun-I mean Vert, but I can't shake this nagging feeling.  Whenever I think about those incidents my heart starts pounding and I get a little nervous thinking what if this never happened and I didn't get to feel this...whatever feeling this is.

With another stretch I stand and watch as Neptune goes bolting out the door with Noire in pursuit.  It's a wonder that even Neptune hasn't even caught on to Noire, she's horrible at hiding her feelings for that pudding crazed lunatic.  It's not my problem, and asking her how she holds herself back all the time would probably kill her of embarrassment.  "Blanc, can I speak with you for a moment?"

That's right, Vert has been awfully quiet this meeting, saying what only needed to be said.  She even sat with proper posture, usually she just leans forward and smushes her-"Blanc, please."  She said with a concerned look on her face, pulling a chair next to mine.  My heart sank as she looked up at me anxiously waiting for me to comply.  Any other time I probably would've brushed her off and went about my business, but after what's happened I couldn't bring myself to say no, especially when she looks at me like this.

"What do you want?"  I say as I attempt to hide my concern as I sit down.  As soon as I'm seated she takes my hand in hers and nearly leaps at my face.  "Has anything happened since I last saw you in Lowee?"  Wait, did she just say Lowee?  That was only a while ago, and I'm sure what we did in Leanbox wasn't something she could easily forget.

"Everything has just been a blur lately, and Chika is giving me these strange looks.  I can't help but think I've wronged her in some way, she hasn't bothered me with any sister talk.  Whenever I confront her she seems like she's on the verge of tears, and she mumbles something about a flat-chested homewrecker."  Her eyes begin watering and her grip tightens as she falls to her knee and she lays her head down in my lap.

"Did I really hurt her that badly Blanc?  She doesn't get this way when I turn down her crazy ideas, but what could I have possibly done this time?"  She began sniffling.  The sight of her sobbing is starting to make a little sad as well...I hate this feeling.  I'd rather this annoy the hell out of than make me worry.

"It's not your fault Vert."  I say as I wipe her tears away.  "Just...stop crying already ok? "  She starts calming down a little as I stroke her head softly.  "I started this mess, so don't go blaming yourself anymore, alright?"  Now that I think about it, all of this did start because I decided to fight back.
By now she's buried her face in my lap and had stopped crying for the most part.  I look around to make sure no one has come back, I'd never hear the end of this.  Vert had started shuffling about as I turn my attention to...the closed door.  I didn't even hear it close, I assumed Noire was too busy chasing Neptune to bother with it.  I seriously hope neither of them saw this.  Vert is doing an awful lot of moving about now, her hands now on my legs.

She's giggling all of a sudden now, but for some reason it doesn't seem right.  This giggle is sending a cold chill down my spine.  "What the hell are you-"  I stopped mid-sentence as I turn around to see, hands securely holding my legs in place and a sly smile slowly forming.  Her eyes meet mine and I can tell immediately that things are about go wrong fast.  "From now on, Blanc..."  She said, the rings in her eyes intensifying as she turned on her HDD,  "you will be MY bitch."