Dawn of Eve 4

Dawn of Eve
Ch 4
Havoc

Hanyuu sat at the table, reviewing several books, a small frown on her face. She and Myu had just gotten back with a whole lot of fabric and other stuff, and Myu was now with Eve in the attic (which was the entire fourth floor) making clothes, outfits, etc. Meanwhile Hanyuu was busy researching.

Just then, NiGHTS walked into the room and put his hand on her head. "Hey, Psy, whatcha doin'?" NiGHTS blinked when Hanyuu didn't react to her pet name. "What's wrong?"

Hanyuu sighed, and turned to reveal what she had been reading. NiGHTS raised a brow when he saw that the books were all Nightmaren encyclopedias. "...Hanyuu?"

"...Nowhere..." Hanyuu began, flipping through the pages of the opened book, frowning. "I can't find any species of Nightmaren that matches up with Eve. No mentions of small horns like hers, no mysterious dots, no weird black band marks on the wrists (though I'm not surprised about the last one, because I'm pretty sure that's like a spell burn), and no mention of muteness. I don't know what kind of maren Eve is, but it sure isn't in any of these books."
"Why does it matter?" NiGHTS asked.
"We don't know what she can do, or what she might be planning! What if her behavior is just a charade? What if she's plotting something? What if-"

"Hanyuu, stop." NiGHTS said, covering her mouth. "I know that something seems...off about her, but I really don't think she's up to anything. She told you what happened to her, and she hasn't done anything that could show she's hiding anything. She gets along well with me, Myu, and even Reala, recently. I think she's really telling the truth; she's lost and confused, and is depending on us to help her. She's trusting us, and the least we can do is return that trust." Hanyuu looked away; he was right, of course, but something about her just seemed wrong. Hanyuu wasn't sure what it was, but she knew it might have something to do with those dots on her back and under her eyes.

A commotion from the hall broke her concentration, and she looked up to see Reala running frantically, an enraged Myu running after him, throwing books at him. Hanyuu sweat-dropped. This is gonna be stupid...

"YOU PEEPING TOM!!!" Myu shrieked, throwing a dictionary at the red jester. He ducked into the kitchen, and overturned the table to make a makeshift shield. Hanyuu and NiGHTS ducked behind as well, Hanyuu grabbing her books as well.
"Reala, what the HELL did you DO?!" Hanyuu yelled over the sound of random objects colliding with the table.
"How was I supposed to know that that was where they were making Eve's clothes?! The attic is where I hide my stash of..." he trailed off, looking away.
"If it's a stash of porn, no one's going to care. We actually would expect that from you." Hanyuu said bluntly.
"NO! It wasn't anything like that!" Reala yelled, flustered.
"Than what was it a stash of?" NiGHTS asked
"It was...a stash of...okay, it WAS pictures, but not of naked people!" Reala grumbled, obviously embarrassed. Hanyuu raised her brow.
"What were they pictures of?"
"COME OUT HERE AND FIGHT LIKE MEN, YOU BASTARDS!!" Myu shrieked, throwing a chair at the table, cutting off the conversation.
"What the hell is wrong with her!?" Reala cried out, pulling his hand behind the table before it got hit with a coincidentally thrown hammer.

"Haven't you checked a calender at all? Mating season's in three weeks! She's starting to Pre-MS!" NiGHTS yelled back. Hanyuu was digging in her pocket, searching for something.
"Mating season...THREE WEEKS?!" Reala yelled. Oh shit...
"GOT IT! THUNDERCAT'S A-GO!!!" Hanyuu battle-cried, throwing a small rectangular object at Myu. It bounced off her forehead and fell to the floor, distracting her long enough to stop throwing stuff. She looked down-
"CHOCOLATE!!!!"-and promptly jumped the candy bar. She picked it up in her mouth, and ran out of the room on all fours, carting her prize off to somewhere where she could savor its' chocolatey goodness in private.
"Well, at least ONE problem's gone..." NiGHTS muttered, standing up, and picking up some of the items cluttered around the table. "Why did you have a candy bar in your pocket, Hanyuu? You hate sweet things."
"Well, one: I thought that something like this was gonna happen today, and two:...I dunno, I've just been craving the stuff today, even though I can't stand the taste of it." Hanyuu replied, looking quite perplexed herself. NiGHTS was right; she did hate sweet things. So why was she craving an ice cream sundae with butterscotch, gummy bears, and tic-tacs and-wait, WHAT?! She hated all of those things! (excluding ice cream)! What the hell?!
"Um, do we have any ice cream?" Hanyuu asked, opening the freezer despite herself.
"Yeah, but the only flavors are chocolate (which we might need if Myu attacks again), and that gross cotton candy stuff Jackle brought over, and it's too sweet, so I don't think you'd..." NiGHTS faltered as his mate pulled out said overly sweet flavored ice cream and a spoon and started eating it straight out of the carton. "...Hanyuu?"
"What?" Hanyuu grumbled through a spoonful of the sugary pink stuff.
"Are you feeling alright? I thought you hated sweet things..." NiGHTS trailed off.
"...Are you calling me fat?" Hanyuu whimpered, tears welling up in her eyes.
"No, I'm not, it's just-"
"YES YOU ARE, YOU BASTARD!!" Hanyuu cried tearfully, throwing the carton and spoon at NiGHTS and running out of the room, bawling her eyes out.
NiGHTS and Reala stared at the doorway, then the ice cream, then finally looked at each other. Silence filled the room, until finally-
"What the hell  just happened? What's Hanyuu's deal?" Reala asked. Neither him nor NiGHTS had ever seen her have a mood swing.
"If I knew THAT, I would've told you so." NiGHTS replied unsurely. The same question was echoing through his head: what was wrong with his mate?

To be continued..