Episode One

Shiva looked up as the door opened, still sporting a plastic fork in his mouth while his hands tightened the ponytail he had just pulled his hair up in.

His wound had healed nicely, and today he had been (finally) able to move like he had before the whole 'getting-shot-and-blowing-up-a-car-and-then-the-following-explosion-gained-international-recognition-for-being-a-assumed-terrorist-attack' incident.

He had even convinced Saffron- the girl he had never once turned down a opportunity to talk about her stories in the field, and Master; a great friend of her's- and how they used to work together before some huge fight- to spar with him, which ended in a draw after it went on for two hours.

Being a gentleman, he slept on the other side of the room on a couch she had generously loaned him with the warning "No food, no shoes, and no sweaty people, and shirts on,or I'll kick your butt!"

Except he was pretty much breaking all four rules at the same time.

After the sparring match, Saffron told him that she was going to go shopping, and that she would be back around sunset.

It MAYBE had been two hours.

Shiva had planned on taking a shower LATER, after he ate- and he knew he wouldn't spill anything, so he decided to go kill something and eat it, and it was hot and she had minimal electricity, so he decided there was no harm in having his shirt off.

The food would be cleaned up and done for before she got back, and he would be clean (and probably cleaning something) when she got back.

Except she was back NOW.

And he still hadn't showered. Or taken his shoes off. And he was eating.

Fearing for his life (practically- she packed a mean punch and they were both pretty sure she broke one of his ribs kicking him when he almost set her rocking chair in fire) quick as lightning, he grabbed his shirt and jumped over the back of the couch, hiding behind it.

"Hey shiva! Your freaking over obsessive girlfriend is here!"

"Shut up, shit lips. SHIVA!"

It was Keri.

He WAS planning to go find them tomorrow morning. This was going to be hard to explain.

"Shit lips? What type of crappy insult is THAT?!"

He quickly put his short back on.

"Shiva?-" Saffron's worried voice called, and when he heard her voice high, he knew he was dead.

"ID THAT FOOD ON MY GODDAMN COUCH?! DO YOU EVEN KNOW?! IT TOOK ME THREE DAYS TO BRIN THAT COUCH UP THIS MOUNTAIN, AND YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T EAT ANYTHING ON IT. YOU. LITTLE SHIT!" She screeched, and heavy stomping was heard getting nearer and nearer.

Saffron grabbed him by the front of his shirt, and pulled him up to her eye level.

"DO YOU WA-OH MY GOD YOU SMELL DISGUSTING! DID YOU EVEN SHOWER?! GOD I HOPE YOUR GIRLFRIEND STILL LIKES YOU WITH YOUR STENCH AND THOSE SHITTY STITCHES!"

"You know you were the one that did the stitches, right?" Shiva questioned cautiously.

"AND?! I DOD THE BEST I COULD! I HELPED YOU PIT OF THAT EXPLOSION, AND YOU REPAY ME BY EATING FOOD ON MY COUCH?!"

"Sorry."

"YOU-" He kicked him in the kneecap, and he let out a his of pain.

"I said I'm sorry. God, Saffron. Chill."

"This isn't neccisary." He said, trying to break apart the fight before it got out of had-or rather, before Saffron shattered her wrist into a jumble of nine shards and pain.

"I'm sorry I haven't showered and are food on your couch. I know it isn't my couch and you told me not too, and I did anyway. It was wrong of me. Keri, let her go. She is okay."

He chalked the 'love' part off to the waves of stress and exhaustion practically rolling off her.

"I don't really have any stuff." He said, looking at the bloody shirt he had been wearing for the past five or so days (it had been cleaned by Shiva himself many times (in private-he didn't want anyone (even Safdron) looking at his scars.)) and picked at te bullet hole.

It revealed he still had bandages on.

"Hey, Saffron, thanks a lot. I would be dead if it wasn't for you, but I think it's time for me to go."

Saffron looked deviated.

She even completely ignored someone man handling her.

"......Leave?"

Saffron knew that he was going o go back to Keri.

Keri this and Keri that, it was annoying.

Honestly, she wasn't jealous, but she HAD been in practical solitary confinement for four an a half months.

If you counted the last person she talked freely, set that back seven months.

And now this annoying BITCH told her Shiva was leaving with her?! No.

She wanted to stay positive, but she was too damn hard to be kind too.

"Oh. O.......Kay."

She realized how much she must have sounde like a lovesick kid, so she added with a truly happy smile

"You better come back to see me, or I'll be pissed!, an don't o tearing out the stitches until next Tuesday, bandage I until when you move the woud it does not bleed."

"Ey, sure. No problem. He's the one who had to listen to me sing for five days and tell my-" she and smiled evily-"war stories."

An Saffron let out a laugh as Shiva let out a long sigh and buried his face in his hands. "Oh my god."

"YOU WERE INTERESTED. I ASKED YOU IF YOU WANTED ME TO STOP ABOUT THE TIME MASTER AND I KILLED THE TERRORISTS AND YOU SAID 'GO AHEAD SAFFRON'"

Another sigh affirmed Saffron's statement.

"I have to admit, her stories re pretty cool."

"Hah! Did you hate that, miss Crazy Obsessed girlfriend? He thinks my stories are cool."

She paused, and put her hand out for Keri to shake.

"I had a great time taking care of him, past the three days if taking the bullet out of his chest, no sleep for three days"

"How many times are you going to bring that up?"

"AS MANY TIMES AS I WANT!" She said, jumping an pushing down on his shoulder to throw him off-balance.

"So yah. Despite what you may think, I'm not crazy. I'm just lonely. So, I accept your thanks and bit you adieu. If you ever need a place to stay, I'll be here!"

Saffron waved. "BIEEEEE!"

((Ill post Shiva))

"Yeah. " Keri pulled Shiva into a big hug.
Yeah, he did smell horrible.
Regardless, she closed her eyes and pulled him tighter.

"I'm just glad you're okay Shiva. I'm so sorry I left. I shouldn't have, I should have stayed. It's all my fault you had to come all the way up here. "