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Abi was usually pretty good at keeping track of her monthly cycle. However, with the recent upheavals in her life it had slipped her mind. So when she woke one morning to a stabbing pain her lower back and a spot of wetness on her sheets she dreaded the week ahead. Abi shifted out of bed, quickly changed, and then poked her head out of her room catching the attention of a passing maid to request her sheets be changed.
It was only through a steady supply of herbal tea that Abi was able to go carryon with her usual duties. Cramps and aching back made all positions uncomfortable. By noon she was feeling a little light headed and unable to focus. Abi took refuge in the courtyard garden, finding an out of the way spot to hide away.
“Seiryuu!”
A cheerful voice greeted after a while; apparently it wasn’t as good of a hiding spot as she hoped. Abi turned to see the sunny smile of Ouryuu. She grimaced at the sight.
“Eh? Seiryuu, are you okay?”
“You’re too happy”, she snappily replied, “Go away.”
Confusion flashed across his face as the blond backed away slowly.
After that Abi probably should have gone back to her room, where she was unlikely to be disturbed. However, the twisting pain intensified to the point she wasn’t sure if she could even stand straight. A clang of metal hit the ground causing Abi to flinch in surprise. Now Ryokuryuu of all people had found her.
“You look pathetic, Seiryuu.”
She glared up at him, “You are the very last person I want to deal with right now.”
“Jeez, you’re moody”, he leaned down toward her a little, “What, are you having woman problems?”
“I will paralyze you”, she stated through gritted teeth as another pain stabbed through her.
“Oh”, he blinked, “You are.”
“Just leave me alone.”
He stared a moment before scowling, “Whatever.”
Abi was relieved as he walked away. Maybe now she could finally get some quiet to suffer in peace. She must have dozed off into a haze because when Abi became aware again in the sun was nearer to the west. Shuffling caught her attention. Abi glanced to first see a plate of her favorite sweets next to a fresh cup of herbal tea and then Ouryuu and Ryokuryuu standing there.
“You guys brought these?”
“Yup!” Ouryuu grinned, “It was actually Ryokuryuu’s idea.”
Abi glanced at the green-haired man suspiciously, “Really?”
He shrugged in reply, “Yeah, well…”
That was surprisingly nice and thoughtful of him. Abi reached for one of the sweets, a slight smile on her face for the first time since she had woken up that morning.
“And that, Ouryuu, is how to avoid a woman’s moody wrath during her monthlies.”
At those words Abi glared at him again. She was going to strangle Ryokuryuu. Surely King Hiryuu would understand.