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Outside Koala Cabin, Late Afternoon, Wednesday.

Sakurazaki was a warrior with a mission. With mini-Yuunagi (yes, shockingly, it was still in one piece) tucked into her skirt, she had stalked her way over to Koala cabin and hidden herself expertly in the foliage surrounding it. After considering the prediciment she was in and the insight of her conversation with Alphonse last night, her mission was clear. She didn't know what it was holding her back from writing a recommendation in Ranma's favour, but she was going to find out. By stalking his cabin and waiting for some bomb to drop, exploding and revealing all sorts of character flaws to support her doubt.

But stalking was boring business. She had brought along a little notebook, scribbling a list of pros and cons while she waited for something exciting to happen. She scribbled in Japanese for two reason: 1) much more secretive, despite that the person who it was about could read it well and 2) writing in English sucked, especially without her dictionaries. She had very little so far:

*thumbs up*
someone I know is not a creepy pervert
appropriate age
good friend
would want to make Ojou-sama happy
thinks Ojou-sama is pretty

*thumbs down*
snores (sound sleep is important)
afraid of cat (stupid fear)
turns into a girl
~~tries too hard~~
bad jokes

Sakurazaki frowned. She had a lot of stalking to do. And it didn't help that her shoulders were driving her nuts! Why were they so itchy? It took a severe amount of concentration to try to ignore it.

[[oh, yeah. open]]

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Jude wandered out of the cabin, yawning and very clearly shirtless, his boxers visible above his shorts. And he had no idea Setsuna was there.

Although she's dulled down her ninja senses after the unfortunate attack (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/622038.html?thread=37548246#t37548246) on Tim, she is aware enough to notice some movement outside of the cabin. Looking up from considering her dreadfully small list, she lifts her eyes. To take in a shirtless Jude. And boxers. She blinks; quite a few times.

Then turns away and coughs without even realizing it.

Jude heard the cough and turned, frowning as he peered into the bushes. "Uh, dude? Someone there?"

Palm meets face, which also probably makes a decent smacking sound. Today is not a good day for ninja-ing.

Still, she might still have a chance. Biting her lip and shrugging her shoulders, she tries to shrink into disappearance behind a particularly bushy shrub.

Now Jude had definitely heard something. He stepped closer to the woods, his eyes narrowing as he thought he caught some movement. "Yo, ninja-type-dude! I'm not a Stickbug! Don't weird-colour me or anything!"

Dude? Sakurazaki takes a moment to glare a bit at the leaves before super-concentrating on not being seen. After all, theoretically, with Zen, if you tried hard enough to be invisible, you could entually be invisible. Unfortunately, Sakurazaki was no where near that good. And neither was her ponytail, that spiky extension of hair sticking out ever-so-slightly.

Jude took another step forward, noticing the hair. "Uh, girl-dude?" His eyes widened. "Setsuna? That you?"

He had sort of fogotten at this point that he was shirtless.

That deserved a double facepalm. The gig was up. But she wasn't about forfeit the details of this very important mission.

Grinning quite fakely through her very, very red face, Sakurazaki looks up, hoping that the placed innocence in her eyes is powerful enough to mask her absolute dread. "Oh. Hi, Jude."

Nope, nope. Nothing odd here. Nothing odd here at all; I'm just hiding out in the bushes around your cabin for nooooo apparant reason. la-de-dah.

Oh, God...

Jude blinked. "Uh . . . hey, Setsuna," he said slowly. "Whatcha doin'?"

Why was she lurking outside his cabin? He was completely lost.

"Looking for...um..." Eyes dart sideways for a second; she grins uneasily. "Pretty rocks?"

Nice.

Jude was laidback. Not stupid. There was a difference.

"When it's startin' to get dark? In the middle of the woods? Then why were you hiding?"

He was starting to droop. Why wasn't she telling him the truth?

Damn that mellow logic!

"Um..."

She's definately tried to think of an answer for far too long, and there's no going back now. She might as well fess up. Although, really, if she's going to admit it to anyone, she's glad it's Jude. She released her defeated sigh.

Still, Sakurazaki has to do something before someone notices Jude talking to a shrub. While she supposes it would probably pass without too much notice, she can't take chances. She reaches up to grab his shirt to pull him down. And is promptly reminded by a brief second of flesh on flesh that he's not wearing one. Her hand jumps back as if it touched a hot burner on a stove; her face feels just as hot. The shorts will have to do, but when she reaches to pull him down by those, she just gets flashbacks to attacking Tim, and the blush gets worse.

Sucking in a deep breath to calm herself the hell down, she settles with just waving her hand, motioning for him to comes down and hide with her. "I'm on a very secret mission," she hisses in explaination.

Jude's ears definitely went red when she grabbed for him, but went anyways, crouching down in the bushes with her and trying not to think about the fact that he was shirtless in the underbrush with a cute girl.

"Secret mission?" he asked, also whispering.

"Yes," she whispers back, leaning in as her eyes shift around in a very secretive manner. Making sure no one else could be listening, although, really, she can't see much at all. "But it's very secret, so I don't know if I can tell you much more..."

"Can ya tell me why you're staking out my cabin rather than, say, Squirrel?" Jude asked quietly. If her answer started with 'R' and rhymed with 'anma' . . .

She hesitates, with a slight sigh, eyes evaluating the trustworthiness in his face. Divulging that information could lead to divulging more information, which may lead to failure and embarrasment.

But she almost owes him the answer. "Because it involves someone in your cabin, and not someone in, say, Squirrel." After a slight frown: "I don't even know who lives in Squirrel."

"Someone not me, eh?" Jude didn't know why he was disappointed. "Alright, fine. Any way I can help with this secret mission of yours? Insider track and all."

Sakurazaki had considered this option, but had decided firmly against it. She already felt like she had somehow caused that altercation in the park last week. Well, caused it somehow beyond that fact that she did punch someone.

However, his insider affiliations could prove priceless. She appears very thoughtful, considering her options.

"Do you suppose you could give me general status reports? Sort of give me the run-down on what happens in there? Any strange occurances with any of your cabinmates, any...particularly annoying or flawed behaviours?"

Okay, that last one was probably threatening to be a little too specific. Oh, well.

Jude blinked. "General run-down, weird stuff, annoying or flawed behaviours?"

She may be surprised to know that he's pretty good at covert ops. Long years of training in the best of class- and work-cutting. Also, just about the only one he could think of that would fit both of the latter was . . .

". . . is this about Ranma?"

Or maybe he was just paranoid.

Sakurazaki's jaw drops slightly, shock widening her eyes. She drops the little notebook with her Japanese scribblings.

And then she frowns, eyebrows sinking in concern as she looks over at Jude, half-suspiciously. "How did you know?"

Jude's jaw dropped as well. "It is?" He blinked. "I was just bein' paranoid, and Ranma's the weirdest one in the cabin." He slumped. "Hey, Setsuna, if you'd rather go out with him than me, that's cool but I'm not gonna do the BFF thing and stalk him for you."

He started to make for the cabin again.

It was like he was speaking in tongues all of a sudden, but, before she could try to piece together what he was saying, Sakurazaki noticed that he was leaving, and he was not leaving happily. Scowling deeply, she knew she had to act or else things were going to get really, really messy.

She grabs for the edge of his shorts again, and this time, she's too livid to care about inappropriateness and nearly castrating someone else earlier that afternoon is about the furthest thing from her. Okay, maybe not the furthest. Either way, she manages to reach out and grab them. Forgetting her stength, she pulls him back hard enough to make him fall back down beside her. "Get back here," she says, her voice edged sharply with something fierce. Not quite anger, not quite annoyance, but almost. "What the hell are you talking about?"

Jude eeped and barely managed to keep his shorts up before his butt hit dirt beside her, his eyes widening. "Setsuna, bra, you were . . ." He gestured towards the cabin. "You're doing the scoping out thing. On Ranma. And I've done it tons of time for Caitlin and Jen so I know what it looks like. So if you don't wanna go out with me, you don't have to. That's fine. Just forget about it."

The slump of his shoulders and the tone of his voice indicated that it wouldn't be too fine with him. His mellow was just about as harshed as it ever got.

She can only repeat it again. And she does not sound happy.

"What the hell are you talking about? I recieved a specific, official assignment from Headmaster Konoe in Japan to scout out information about Ranma for him. This is offical O-mai business, Jude. This isn't just some idle stalking because I have nothing better to do. What makes you even think I would stalk someone for those purposes, anyway?"

Well...so much for keeping it a secret; there's a pretty good chance that anyone in the vicinity would have heard the explaination.

Jude blinked.

And then blinked again.

And then grinned.

"Gotcha now, bra," he said, nodding in understand and trying to suppress the glee despite her clear unhappiness. "And . . . well . . . my girl friends do it . . ." That made them sound so shallow, even if it was true. "I'm sorry, Setsuna, I guess I just . . . you and Ranma are more alike than we are and I guess, I dunno." He shrugged. "Not my place to think stuff like that anyways."

Something about that grin just irked her. Mostly because she was mad at herself for allowing confidential information to slide like that. And the excuse that today is just a bad day for ninja-ing was really not cutting it.

Her fists clench as she grunts in frustration, and then they open to claw the air. "To think what? I swear! You two and your...your...assumptions! That's how that whole thing last week happened. Assumptions. And I punched Ranma. You got off easy."

Still, she almost wanted to punch him. But it wasn't his fault she was the worst ninja ever.

The irksome grin slipped away as Setsuna went from 'cute' to 'scary' and Jude scrambled back a bit.

"I'm sorry!" he said plaintively, waving his hands in front of him defensively. "I'm sorry! I made a mistake and I shouldn't assume things and please don't be angry at me any more! I still don't know what was going on last week and I haven't seen you much since, so . . ." He shrugged. "I dunno. I assumed - yeah, assumed - the worst."

Sakurazaki sighs heavily, the anger morphing quickly into just feeling bad. She lowers her gaze and tucks her legs up close to her body, and becomes horribly aware of the itch in her back again. "Yet another reason why I can't just be normal," she muses sardonicly. "Ninja missions. But I guess I did kind of explode right then...Sorry. But this thing has really been bothering me ever since I got the letter about it..."

"Normal's overrated," Jude said, a mellow grin slowly spreading over his face. He leaned in a bit. "Hey, you know you can tell me about stuff that's bugging you, y'know. I promise I won't do any more assuming." He cocked his head a bit, concerned for her. "You gonna be okay, bra?"

Sighing deeply, Sakurazaki nods slowly. Her eyes search his face, although she's not sure what she's looking for. For some reason, though, she thinks she finds it and a very light smile touches her lips. "Yeah, I'll be okay."

But then she frowns again, beseeching him very gravely. "But you can't tell anyone about this, Jude. About this thing with Ranma. You have to protect it like your life, especially around him. He can't know. Not until I know for sure how I'm going to handle it."

Jude shook his head. "I won't tell anyone, I swear. Besides, Ranma doesn't talk to me much any more. He apologised, but . . . anyway, I won't breathe a word, especially to him." And he was going to try really, really hard ~~even though canonically he's horrible at keeping secrets~~. He didn't want to let her down.

"Good. And you're lucky that this assignment isn't too important. Should you slip up, you'll only have my wrath to incur, rather than ninjas or the yakuza or something."

She grins to show she's joking; they never give her the fun assignments like that.

"Your wrath's scary enough," Jude chuckled. "I won't letcha down, bra." He hoped.

He began to crawl out of the underbrush. "I'll letcha keep ninjaing." He looked oveer his shoulder suddenly, his eyes hopeful. "We're still on for tomorrow night, right?"

Her face flushed again; with all the craziness of the incoming assignment and her itching back, it had actually just nearly escaped her mind, and she sat a little stunned for a while as her mind grasped around the fact that, yes, she had a date tomorrow. She had a date. That had to be stranger than anything she claims makes her abnormal.

"Of course!"

Why was her head suddenly swimming?

Jude's smile was like the sun coming up. "Awesome, bra. I'll pick you up around seven, 'kay?"

And then his shirtless self was sauntering back towards the cabin.

It takes a moment to realize that she's just sort of grinning at nothing for a few seconds, and then she shakes her head, stands up, and brushes off her skirt. She should probably go try to stalk Ranma somewhere else, but she'll probably just sort wander the woods idly.

"Ah!"

And try to get this damn itch to go away!!

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