When It Rains, It Pours

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Chapter One: Tutoring Torture

He stood in front of her apartment door ten minutes before he actually rang the buzzer. His hands gripped the handle of his bag nervously. Quickly, he mentally went through all the weaponry he would need to survive his mission.

Glock 19 and a clip of rubber bullets, check.

Sling and titanium bullets, check. Smoke grenades, check.

Taser and combat knife, check.

Mini explosives and detonators, check.

He was just about to go through his various types of explosives when he saw the door open in front of him.

"Sousuke, what are you doing?"

Sousuke instantly ended his list to notice Kaname's baffled face as she leaned against the doorframe.

"Good evening, Chidori. I was simply listing the various weaponry I have on me to be sure that I can complete my mission and-"

"Yeah, right, I know all that, but why were you standing outside my door for the last ten minutes? My neighbor just called me because she thought you were some sort of stalker."

"I am not a stalker, I am a specialist."

"Whatever, just get in."

Sousuke followed her into the apartment, and closed the door behind him. A warm smell graced his senses as he noticed that Kaname long hair was pulled back in a pony-tail and that she was sporting a white apron.

"I'm making some dinner for the two of us," she smiled as she walked into the small kitchen. "I figured you'd at least enjoy a dinner that was more than just protein bars and water."

"That is very kind of you, Chidori. Do you need any assistance?"

"NO!" Kaname screamed, remembering the horrors from the last time she had allowed him to help her cook. Her food processor would never be the same. "Just get yourself situated in the living room and I'll be there in a minute, okay?"

Sousuke nodded and did as instructed. He opened his book bag and placed the various textbooks and notebooks onto her coffee table. He enjoyed his tutoring session a great deal, for reasons besides the fact that without them he would defiantly fail every one of his classes. After Kaname sat down and explained things to him, though, everything seemed to click. She was always so sincere and passionate, not to mention her harisen was never in sight. With her guard down, Kaname was a much gentler person, which never ceased to fascinate Sousuke.

It seemed that ever since their ordeal in Hong Kong, he was treading on very dangerous ground with his relationship with the blue-haired beauty. Every time he thought back to intense feelings he had when he thought that Kaname was killed, he became more and more confused. Throughout his life he was never very in-touch with his emotions. He was a solider and was expected to complete his missions in order to survive. Emotions could often cloud one's mind, causing a lack in judgment which nearly always promised death on the battlefield. What good could these new feelings to do than sabotage his mission and put Kaname in danger?

He was ripped from his thoughts by Kaname tapping his head with a wooden spoon.

"Chidori?" he asked dryly as she continued to tap his head. "Why are you hitting me with that spoon?"

"Because you're not listening to me," she growled, emphasizing each word with a rap from her spoon. "I just said that we should get started while dinner is cooking, that way we can get some work done."

"Affirmative," Sousuke nodded and watched as Kaname took a seat next to him. He watched intently as she flipped through her own calculus notebook.

Together they worked intensity, only to take a break when Kaname had to leave and tend to the food on the stove. Sousuke was struck with admiration as she thoroughly and clearly explained each problem to him. Silently he wondered if she even knew what she was saying, or if it was her Whispered-talents speaking for her.

He was just going over the small packet of revision notes when Kaname called him to the small dining area to eat. He closed his book and made his way to the kitchen and noticed how nicely the table was set up and how delicious the food smelt. Knowing it was because he was over, Sousuke thanked Kaname for her hospitality.

"Oh c'mon, it's nothing, really. I just wanted it to be nice for you since..." Her voice trailed off, and her eyes focused intently on the table.

"Since what, Chidori?"

Kaname snapped back into reality, and forced a loud laugh, "Nothing, never mind. Pretend I didn't say anything, okay?"

Reluctantly he nodded, watching her as she quickly sat down in front of her plate, and waited for him to do the same. They ate in a comfortable silence that was only broken whenever Kaname would quickly mention a tip on doing well in Calculus.

"You see, the basics of calculus are the definitions, formulas, and theorems that are introduced in class. Once you memorize that, you'll have a much clearer understanding of it. Your problem is that you're hardly ever in class, so you are always missing a lot of important notes."

"So it seems," Sousuke said with a nod. "However, school is not my first priority."

"What are you talking about, Sousuke?" Kaname nearly shouted, pointing her fork at him dangerously close. "School should be your first priority! Education is the foundation of success in any situation; even a crazed military-nut like you should know that!"

"I am well aware of that fact, and to any civilian a high school education should be their prime concern. Nevertheless, I am a specialist first, a body guard second and a student third."

He noticed Kaname's body stiffen, and for a moment he panicked. Had he said something to upset her? Should he duck underneath the table or were there any other possible escape routes from her temper? However to his surprise, and relief, she did not yell or hit him with anything. Instead, she sat quietly and began to play with her food.

He was just about to ask her if she was alright when she asked, "Which life do you like better, Sousuke, the life of a solider or the life of a student?"

The question took him off guard, but was not an unfamiliar one. It just so happened to be the very same question he had asked himself nearly a thousand times during his mission in Hong Kong. The life of a solider was the only life he had ever known, and it wasn't until the last six months of his life that he realized there was a life besides survival, strategy and sacrifice. He would only be lying if he said the peaceful life of a civilian was not alluring to him. He was learning so many new things about not only society, but about himself as well.

Looking into Kaname's wide, brown eyes, he could only give her an honest answer, "I don't know."

With a single nod, Kaname gave him a small smile before changing her attention to her plate. They continued their dinner in a thick, intense silence.

When Sousuke's plate was cleared, he noticed that Kaname's was far from it. He watched as she absentmindedly pushed her food around her plate in a daze. Frowning, he immediately became concern. Kaname always had a healthy appetite and he had never seen her push any sort of food away before. There was definitely something wrong.

"Chidori...is there a reason you have not finished your food?"

Kaname snapped back to reality and stared at him blankly, "Oh...I guess wasn't as hungry as I thought. I'm just feeling a little tired."

He frowned; sluggishness and lack of awareness were never good signs. His attention instantly switched to Kaname's hand, which she was slowly opening and closing. Could it be that she was suffering from hand paresthesia? He quickly looked underneath the table and noticed that she was also flexing her toes, a sure sign of foot paresthesia as well. Sousuke felt beads of sweat gather on his forehead, knowing full well what was wrong with Kaname.

"Chidori, I need you to answer a very important question for me," he asked, meeting her eyes in an intense stare as he reached and took her hand in his. He noticed her face flush and how warm and clammy her hand was, she must have a fever as well.

"Uh...sure, I guess," she answered slowly. He swallowed a lump in his throat, now her speech was slowing down. He needed to act fast.

"Are you experiencing any sort of constipation?"

"...WHAT?!" Kaname instantly ripped her hand from his, standing up so quickly that she lost her balance and fell over her chair. He instantly ran to her side and helped her up.

"You must not overexert yourself in your condition," he insisted, helping her to her feet. "Victims of Hypothyroidism may experience dizziness due to their lack of nutrition and exhaustion."

"Are you joking? I don't-" she began, but he cut her off.

"I would never joke about your health or well being. It is my duty to keep you safe, and that also includes the safely of your thyroid."

"My thyroid?"

"Yes, Hypothyroidism is the most common form of thyroid disease," he explained, the slowness of Kaname's speech worrying him still. "It occurs when the thyroid does not produce enough thyroid hormone-causing the body use energy more slowly than it should. Now, have you been experiencing increased menstrual flow?"

Kaname's face turned bright red as she kicked Sousuke over the kitchen table with a scream. He tumbled into the wall with a loud crash. She instantly turned away from him and covered her face with her hand, trying to regain composure.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, Chidori," Sousuke calmly explained from his position at the base at the wall. "However, Hypothyroidism is a very serious-"

"My thyroid is fine, Sousuke," she said softly, stopping him mid-sentence. She began to rub her temples slowly. "But I think you should go home, now."

"If you're not feeling well, I want you to tell me. I'll do whatever is in my power to help."

"I have a really bad migraine, and unless you have some magical medicine along with all those guns and bombs you carry around, you're powerless to do anything about it but make it worse."

"Chidori..."

"Look, I'll clean this up and make you a nice, big doggy bag to bring home," she said as she began to clean up the table. "And since we wont be able to go over your Japanese History homework, I want to you go to my room and take my notebook from my desk. Just use it as a reference, alright? So you better not go copying the entire thing!"

"It's not a problem," Sousuke said quietly and made his way to Kaname's bedroom as quickly as possible.

It wasn't often that he was allowed in such a sacred area as Kaname's bedroom, and began to feel anxious the moment he opened the door. After flicking the lights on, he noticed that there were two identical notebooks on her desk. Quickly, he made his way to her desk and took both notebooks into his hands for a quick examination. Just as he was about to open each notebook to inspect the contents, he heard Kaname call his name from the hallway.

He knew that Kaname was already mad, and the last thing he wanted was for her to get even angrier at his incompetence. Still, he knew better than to haphazardly grab any notebook without inspecting its contents. He heard Kaname yell his name once more, and felt himself stiffen with fear of her temper. Going against his better judgment, and military instincts, he rested one of the notebooks back on the desk and quickly left the bedroom.

And so, my first FMP chapter story begins! I was going to try my best to try to condense this down to one of my usual one-shots, but I decided to test my luck on a longer story. Since classes are over for the summer, I'll do my best to try to get this story finished as quickly as I possibly can. By the looks of it though, it most likely won't be anything long, but you never know!