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Yuki didn't speak at this point, although one could practically FEEL her anger radiating out.
"You clearly DON'T know." she shook her head. "It might be hard to believe, but people actually want you to stick around, like me, or your sister!"
She went gloomy, albeit livid, even after Shiori joined her.
She brought Aled with her, holding his hand.
"Uhoh..." she whispered, "Looks like someone's in trouble... Should know better than to argue with Yuki-chan..."
"Which reminds me, Aled-sama, please carry Shi-chan." Yuki glanced back momentarily. "She shouldn't be walking either."
"Daijoubu, Yuki-"
"Don't argue!" she snapped. "Do you think I WANT to be a b***h?? If neither of you want to take care of yourselves..."
Shiori started to float slightly off the ground to accommodate the woman, but she still kept close to Aled.
She didn't want them to be attacked unexpectedly.
"Why do you have a curtain chain Shi-chan?"
The woman wouldn't answer however, lapsing into silence, just looking around.
Did she feel a breeze?

Shiori blushed a bit, fidgeting uncomfortably. "I can float..." she whispered, looking away. "Damnit... Your arms are trembling. You're getting weak ojisan."
She had to keep some measure of pride.

Yuki in the meantime had softened, clearly still very tired. "I don't want to be mean, Watari-kun--san---"
But then she glanced to Hapushi, biting her lip and blushing furiously. "---kun... just... I get panic attacks..." she explained quietly. "They're not exactly pleasant."
They arrived at the lab, and the woman proceeded to examine him again for any strain. She pressed over the wound gingerly, glancing up at him. "Daijoubuka?"

"Naniyo?!!!" Shiori punched his shoulder, "Bakayaro, watashi wa omokunai!"
She was flushing brightly, furious. "Let me down!"

Yuki smiled. "You're speaking to deaf ears. Tell me not to worry all you want, I can't help myself."
She wouldn't make eye contact, but likewise, she was blushing.
The guys were really a formidable pair. Both women glanced to eachother, shaking their heads and looking to the floor in embarassment.
Shiori sighed. "I bet they hired us for our good looks more than anything. They have little-boy crushes on us Yuki-chan. How terrible."
"It...it wouldn't be so bad." Yuki flushed deeper. "Urusai, Shi-chan.."

Yuki just blushed deeper, looking up at him shyly. "Honto ni." she barely choked out, pausing for a moment to cover her face. "Yare yare..."
Shiori snickered. "Yuki-chan, I haven't seen you blush like that in a while..."
But when Aled responded, she glanced back at the man, a bit shocked. "Well, Ojisan, you might want to focus on being able to carry yourself before you break a hip!"

"Why not?" Yuki whispered, one hand clutching her chest.
Aw s**t, not another panic attack.
"You're brilliant.. amazing... you've helped everyone... helped me... You're why I became a scientist, Watari-kun..."
It was almost painfully awkward now; she couldn't read him to tell how he was responding.
She held his gaze for a few more moments before biting her lip, looking back down to the floor.
Her glasses were fogged up, and her cheeks were still bright red. She was trying to clean them now.
"Ano... perhaps... I.. I shouldn't... have.. said any... anything..." she stammered, completely unnerved. She was trembling a bit.
Panic was spreading through her quicker than she could help; why couldn't she have more control?

Lucky for Yuki and Watari, Shiori had become completely distracted by Aled. "Baka!! I can carry myself!" she humphed, hitting his shoulder with the heel of her hand. "I carried myself long before you started!"
But even this sort of activity was making her a bit tired. She ignored it for now, but she was strangely enjoying picking on Aled.
It wasn't often one got to openly insult the Ou and not be jailed or at least escorted off the premises.
"I'm surprised you CAN carry anything yourself, seeing as you usually have your servants do everything for you... and I do mean everything." she stuck out her tongue. "You don't fool me!"

Yuki couldn't make eye contact now; she was clutching at her heart tighter.
It felt like she was going to faint, the uncomfortable silence stretching out between them.
"Hapushi-chan, get me a mild sedative onegai..." she hardly whispered. "I'm having another panic attack.."

Shiori wrinkled her nose. "Your tea was terrible! Perhaps they SHOULD have, instead of letting you play with things like that on your own..."
How the hell??
Not a dent, it was like trying to punch a cloud: Impossible.
Or seemingly so.
"They certainly take care of other aspects of your life quite well it seems." she struck below the belt---so to speak.
Ruthless! But she sorta had to be.
He was upping the ante, and she wasn't willing to fold just yet.

"Watashi wa omokunai!!" Shiori shouted at the Ou, "Urusai!! Baka! Baka baka baka baka baka baka baka!"
She was blushing furiously, burying her face in his shoulder to hide it.
"Watashi wa omokunai..." she almost sulked. "I would actually LIKE to gain some weight..."
True, she was awfully thin thanks to her sickness...

Yuki closed her eyes, unsure of what to say.
She wasn't exactly sure what HE was trying to say.
Once the sedative kicked in, she quickly stood up, starting to busy herself with whatever she could.
She took his response as negative, and while she tried to hide it, the woman was deeply saddened. What was he sorry for, for the panic attack, or for everything?
What wasn't his intention? To mislead her, or what?
"I...It's alright." she spoke after a few minutes, pausing. It was clear she was starting to calm down considerably. "P..p.. perhaps... we.. .we should check on the three of you..."
She took a deep, shaky breath, although she was finding herself terribly clumsy all of a sudden.
She couldn't so much as pick up her pen without it spinning and dropping with every nervous movement.
Poor thing.

"What's got you all worked up Yuki-chan?" Shiori asked quietly, peeking over Aled's shoulder. "Daijoubuka??"
"Urusai." Yuki whispered, picking up both her clipboard and her pen (for the fourth time). "W-w-we need to check you over, Shi-chan..."
"I'm not leaving the room. Do we have a screen or something of that sorts? I'm not getting separated.."
Yuki raised an eyebrow at this.
Screen?
If anything she'd just make the men turn their backs.
Or, she'd yell at them and just get her into the room. She wasn't sure how her mood was going to develop.

Yuki's eyes flickered over to the scientist hopefully, but the light dimmed as he fell silent.
She seemed just as depressed as he was now.

Shiori pondered over this for a moment, looking to Aled with a smile. "Hai hai." she nodded once. "I think I can deal happily with both suggestions Aled-kun. But... hmm... favorite meals...."
She started to think as he gingerly set her down, walking towards Yuki. "I think you should surprise me." she nodded once. "I can't really say I have a favorite meal."
Clams. He had been in the dream; while she didn't quite remember, it wouldn't be hard for him to.
She was definitely weak for seafood.
And probably sweets, come to think of it.
"Let's go." Yuki led her to the room, waiting in the doorway as Shiori started to strip. "Any new bruises, any little pustules Shi-chan??"
"No pustules luckily..." she answered, shivering a bit. "Whatever you guys did to me cleared a lot of them up."
"Good, good..." she murmured.
"Daijoubu Yuki-chan??"
The woman paused for a minute, looking up at her. "I don't think Watari-san likes me."
Shiori softened, patting her shoulder. "Don't give up hope, Yuki-chan. I'm sure he's just as scared as you are."
She didn't know if they were listening or not, but she shivered again, shaking her head. "Is there a draft in here???"