fandomhighdorms | The Roof; Wednesday Night.

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The Roof; Wednesday Night.

At least tonight Setsuna understood that her insomnia was justified. She was nervous about various exams, which struck her as odd, because she was never concerned with academics, but, most importantly, she was disheartened because, tomorrow, she would ship Yuunagi off to Japan so they could meet each other soon after she arrived there for the holidays. She hadn't been training as much this week, really, but just thinking of the two of them seperated like this made her quite sad.

Bundling up and getting sick of her room from all the time she'd spent in there studying, Setsuna went up to the roof for a breath of fresh air. If it weren't so chilly, she might have pulled out her wings, but, for now, she just enjoyed the view.

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Jude didn't bundle. He just kinda wore the same thing until he couldn't feel his extremities, and then he went inside.

But tonight, feeling the need for fresh air that one didn't usually get with limited mobility, he hobbled up to the roof, almost surprised to see someone else. Chamomile had overcome Caff-Pow as he greeted her mellowly.

"Hey, 'Suna-bra."

Of all the possible greetings Setsuna could expect to hear that night, that was definately not one of them. It wasn't a bad surprise, by any means. But it was definately a surprise.

"Jude? Of all the places to decide to hobble, are you sure the roof is the best one?" She flounced over to him quickly, in case he needed any help moving around, finding a seat, anything at all.

Jude chuckled at her concern, letting himself dwell for a moment on how cute she looked at the moment before shaking his head slightly. "Nah, stairs and me are cool now and I promise not to go near the edge. Well, too near the edge," he amended as he perched on the ledge, stretching out his now very sparkly cast.

"Mmm, well," Setsuna frowned in concern as she sat down next to him, giving her mittens a decisive pull at the wrists, "wings in two seconds flat. As, uhh....sparkly and pretty as that cast may be, I think we may want to avoid you ending up in a full body one."

Jude lifted his hands defensively. "I'm not goin' anywhere. Geez, I gotta broken leg, doesn't mean I can't do anything." His voice was mellow, though, without a trace of griping. "And that is totally Pippi's fault." 'That' meaning the glitter. "I think I still got some in my hair . . ."

"The problem isn't that you wouldn't be doing something," Setsuna responded with a small smile. "The problem is that you would be doing something, and that something would be falling. But I get worried about anyone around this edge."

She considered again, for a moment, the sparkly cast. "And what is it with people around here and their desire to decorate each other as well as everything else?"

"Well, okay, it was kinda my fault too. I threw glitter at her, she tossed sequins at me, there was confetti involved . . ." Jude trailed off as he considered the rest of that evening. "Hey, bra, can I ask ya somethin'?"

Setsuna seemed distracted at first by the thought of the poor person who had to clean up the aftermath of that. "Hm? Oh, um, yeah, of course. What's up, Jude?"

"Do I send off a . . ." he wiggled his hand a bit. "vibe?"

"Ummm..." Setsuna's head tilted a little. "A vibe? Well, what kind of vibe do you mean? You definately exude a mellow vibe, but that certainly shouldn't be news to you." She smiled at him a bit. "You're one of the most laid back people I've ever met."

That made him smile. "Okay, yeah. Totally mellow vibage. But . . . like, I told the guys about Chad the other day and the girls were all 'we knew it!' so . . . do I send off like, a vibe-vibe?"

Eeep. As if Cally hadn't made her blush enough last night...

"O..oh, t..that kind of vibe. Umm, well..." Setsuna gulped, shifting a little. "I mean, I, uh...I don't really, um, know much about things, uhh, like that...but, um, I...I wouldn't say you do. I mean, certainly never while we were dating. There was only one time I can think of that my mind even so much as entertained an idea like that, and, in that scenario there was alcohol involves and oh my God, I can't believe I just said that...."

"Don't worry, I'll pretend y' didn't." Jude rubbed the back of his neck, blushing. "There's always alcohol involved," he muttered, thinking about first kisses and . . . such. "Sorry to dump that on ya, I'm just . . . tryin' to figure things out, y'know?"

Setsuna's hand darted to the back of her neck as she let out a nervous sort of laugh that she had intended to be encouraging, but failed miserably. "Oh, no, it...it's okay," she said through a forced smile. What were ex-girlfriends, for, after all, if it wasn't your newfound shift in sexuality toward her boyfriend's exboyfriend, which only makes her wonder about her own feminitity if both the guys who liked her also liked someone like Chad? "It's just...well, you know I'm not...good...with, uhh...talking about this sort of thing."

"I know, I know." Jude bowed his head apologetically. "Sorry. This has gotta be just as weird for you as it is for me."

"Just...just a bit," Setsuna said with a small, nervous laugh and a lifting of her shoulders.

But she had sort of gotten past the omg flailage, and settled into a less panicked state of mind. She bit her lip thoughtfully for a moment as she looked at Jude, and asked, "Why are you worried about it? About...emitting that sort of...vibe?"

She wondered why, halfway through asking, she felt as if she already knew the answer, although she really was quite puzzled about it.

"'Cause -" It would be too easy to blame it on knee-jerk teenage male homophobia. Jude had never been like that and never wanted to be. "'Cause I don't know if I am . . . if I do like guys, or just this one guy."

Something about the way Jude said that made Setsuna grow quiet for a moment, lowering her eyes as she looked down a bit toward the ground. Of course, she knew why that seemed to cut expectionally close, but was trying to avoid thinking about it. Jude was asking the same sort of things she'd been trying to push out of her own brain, only...with girls. Did she like girls, or was it just girl? She'd always figured it was just Ojou-sama, but...

Setsuna shook her head sharply. This wasn't about her, this was about Jude. She drew in a breath. "Well...does it matter? Have you ever really been attracted to other guys before, or is it just Chad?"

Jude shook his head. "Just Chad. Well, there was that thing with Blair but it wasn't really . . . it doesn't count." He looked away, over Fandom, with a small self-deprecating smile on his face. "I'm probably worrying about nothing. I mean, hey, it's Fandom, everyone here likes boykissy, right?"

"Uhhh...." Setsuna lifted her shoulders in embarrassment. "Does that make me weird then, for not really being much of a fan? I mean, not that there's anything wrong with it and I completely support you and Chad and everything, but, um, yeah, definately no fangirling from me on it. It's like that whole weird twincest thing with the Hitachiins. My classmates at Mahora would've gone nuts for that, but I don't get it..."

Girlkissy on the other hand...Ack! No. No, bad Setsuna. You are all about kissing boys, like Jude, and Ranma...who...could be a girl...and....ACK! No.

She grunted a little.

Jude impulsively threw his arms around her and hugged her. "Thank you! Finally!"

It was just about the reaction he would have given anyone he was close to. He didn't even consider that it was pretty much the first time he had touched her since those awkward few days after he got back.

A lot had happened since those few awkward days... Setsuna, chuckling nervously, was taken mostly by surprise by the sudden hug, one hand drifting up to Jude's arm in an awkward sort of way to return it. Her head still impulsively leaned towards his, though. "Uh, you're welcome?" she said, glad, but confused, that her aversion to boykissy made him feel better. "Is it, uh...is it really that celebrated of a phenomina here?"

"Uh huh," he replied, nodding his head seriously as he pulled back, though he was closer than he had been before. "According to Nadia, it's "pretty"."

"Huh," Setsuna frowned, deciding that people and their idea of pretty around here was a little messed up. "No offense, Jude, but when I think of 'pretty,' you and Chad are definately not up there on my list. Well, maybe you. With enough glitter." She smirked a little with a nod toward the cast.

Jude struck a Vogue pose for her.

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