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Hold That Thought
He did not like this at all. Yako had a week until Exams, and everyday she SMELLED like the Higuchi boy when she walked into the office.
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He hated it.
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He wondered how close they were sitting next to each other during this 'tutoring'.
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Four days left, and Neuro didn't hate it any less.
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Three days left. Neuro noticed that the couch was starting to smell like him.
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Two days left. Neuro was getting twitchy.
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Yako was getting fed up with the longer hours, the stress of the upcoming exams, and the increase in the daily torture.
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Seriously, where the HELL did he get that many paperweights?
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It was the last day, so why had the smell of the Higuchi boy increased?
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Well, it could be because he was standing outside the office.
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Both he and Yako were looking sufficiently miserable in their soaked clothes.
"My, did you two go swimming instead of the usual tutoring lesson?" He asked in a pleasantly irksome manner.
"Neuro, it's raining." Yako grumbled, instantly annoyed with the demon.
Water was cold. Very cold. She was cold. She was hungry, and in no mood to deal with the demon. And she was hungry.
She was not, however, going to kill the demon.
At least, not in front of Higuchi-kun.
Neuro grabbed Yako's head, drawing her close. "Why is he here?" he hissed, increasing the pressure to a fairly uncomfortable level on her skull. Before she could reply, Higuchi spoke.
"Would it be terribly bothersome if I were to tutor Yako-chan here?" the boy asked, somehow ignorant of Yako's noises of pain.
"No, of course not! Stay as long as you need! " Neuro chirped in reply, digging his gloved claws into his slave's scalp.
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He hated it.
His slave.
His.
Not Higuchi's.
His.
And he doesn't share.
Neuro growled softly in annoyance.
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He stomach growled in hunger.
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Yako looked up and over at Neuro.
Did his stomach just growl?
"And this angle is similar to this one, which means that you can use these two angles to get this side, which you'll then plug into this equat-Yako? Yako?"
Her eyes snapped back to the paper. "Sorry!" she murmured.
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Neuro sat with Yako's calculator outside. He was currently engaging in an activity that could be accurately labeled "people-watching." He was also taking apart Yako's calculator. It was proving to be difficult.
There was no easy way to open it, no screws or bolts, you see.
"Mami!" a small boy cried, clinging to a woman holding an umbrella. The rain had not let up. "I don't wanna get rained on!" he clung to her.
Neuro lazily watched them. The woman was tired, any fool could see that.
Oh look, the calculator face came off!
He refocused on the little electronic gadget.
And that was how Yako found him an hour later, taking apart the smallest pieces of the gadget.
"Who's cell phone is that?" she asked nonchalantly, picking up the face plate. "It's kind of funny looking for a cell phone." She peered at it. "Wait…….THIS IS MY CALCULATOR! NEURO?!?!?!?!"
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"So, Neuro, why'd you leave the office?"
"I was bored listening to your dull lessons." He lied.
It was the smell.
"Really?" she inquired.
"Are you seriously questioning me, little worm?"
"No~oo," she said quickly, scooting her chair backward. "Just curious, that's all."
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The exams were over.
Life will return to normal. Yako will come back not smelling like any other male, he will find sufficient mysteries to snack on, and life will go back to normal.
Neuro leaned back as he heard Yako running up the stairs.
She wasn't late by his clock, so he moved it ahead five minutes.
"HA!" she cried as she burst through the door, "NOT LA--"
A clock smacked her in the face, screaming at her that she was exactly six minutes late.
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Neuro happily thwacked Yako's head whenever he walked by her.
Which was quite often, as he was pacing around.
He was…..what was the word humans used to describe this feeling…..Happy….that's it.
He was happy, very happy.
Things were back to normal, and there was no odd scent about her, no scent of another male-Hold that thought.….
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Yako suddenly felt that she should run.
She should run very fast, and to somewhere very, very far away.
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A.N: See that review button?
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poor Neuro, probably doesn't even realize why he's being all territorial....lol.
EDIT: This, is sadly, the end of this fic.....for now. I don't think that there will be anymore, but...you never know. so, adui, adui, adui.
and thanks for all the comments.