Oblivious

"Zelos, you have exactly five seconds to come up with a decent explanation as to why your hand is on my ass."

"Well, you see, Sheena, that's really quite a funny story…"

Lloyd sighed and went back to lighting a fire. "Zelos and Sheena never stop fighting. It's crazy." He glowered at a particularly stubborn match. "And it's driving me crazy."

Colette carried over an absurdly large pile of firewood for a girl her size. "I think they're in love."

Lloyd almost dropped his (finally!) lit match on his pants. "What? In LOVE?"

Colette smiled. "Yep!"

"But—but—they're always fighting! They hate each other!"

Neatly stacking the wood a short but safe distance away from Lloyd's attempt at a fire, the blonde shrugged. "People express their love in different ways." She put the last piece on the stack and turned to look him in the eye. "Oftentimes, the person they love doesn't even realize it."

She had put an odd emphasis on the last bit. And what's with the intense stare? Colette never does stuff like that. Huh.

"Or maybe they do, but not consciously," Colette concluded, sighing.

"Whatever you say, Colette. Whatever you say."

Author's Note: For 55themes: #35, Non-stop fighting. Nothing much to say about this one, except to reiterate my position that Colette is not the moron that many people seem to make her out to be.

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