On Razors

 

 

I got into the shower before I did it. After all, I didn't want to go unclean. I turned on the hot water, grabbed the razor off of its hook, and watched in fascination as it nicked my skin. Blood, ruby red and strictly beautiful, welled up slowly as the water beat down on my back.

I smiled softly and thought of Zechs. My dear Zechs. It will be so lovely to see him again, I thought faintly. It's been far too long. The blood continued to flow, and I scowled at it. I wished it would just stop already. It hurt. Damn blood.

There was a pounding on the door.

"Noin? Come on out of there, I need to take my shower!"

I shook my head and continued standing slumped beneath the showerhead.

"Noin! Lucrezia Noin, you come out here this instant!"

"I'll be out in a minute!" I called back.

"I'm waiting!"

"I'll be out in a minute, Sally!" I repeated.

"And I'm waiting right here!"

A minute passed. I kept running the razor over my body, opening up a few small nicks and cuts.

"That's it!" came Sally's voice from outside. "I'm coming in!"

I groaned.

The door opened and footfalls sounded closer and closer. The shower curtain was pulled aside, and Sally turned off the water.

"Just what did you think you were doing; using up all the hot water? Really, Noin!" She looked at me more closely. "You cut yourself shaving again, didn't you?"

"Hai . . ." I sighed. "It was pretty, the blood."

"You and your silly blood obsessions, Lucrezia. Really! It's just a fixation that we'll have to cure you of. Now move it and get dressed, or we'll be late for supper!"

"Yes, Sally . . ." She shook her head, smiled, and kissed me lightly.

"Now go bandage that and put on some clothing. We don't want to be late for our dinner with Zechs and Une now, do we?"

"No, of course not," I replied. I grabbed a robe and made my way to our bedroom. No sense in missing dinner with Zechs. He and Une were very happy together. It would be a pleasure to see them.

Behind me, I heard the shower turn on.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I told you this fic had a yuck factor! Lady Une and Zechs? EEEEEEEEEEEWWWWW! YUCK! GROSS! BAD THOUGHT! Oh, not to mention the blood. But we can all deal with that. Blood is inconsequential.

You know, I got the idea for this while I was in the shower. Shaving's a bitch. Especially when you can't see too well and you cut yourself. All guys have to shave is that little bit of their faces! We have to shave an area that's way bigger than that. Damn legs. And armpits. *sigh* Whatever. Hey, does this count as yuri at all? *muses* nah, I don't think so. *pout* I want shojo-ai relationships too! Was this odd or what? I swear, I shouldn't think up fic ideas while showering. Odd thoughts come while one is naked. Until next time, campers!