The Story of Time

If I Cry, It's Your Fault, Julius!

I broke away from the still fuming man. Apearantly he had a grudge against Nightmare.

"Calm down...I really don't want to but I'll make some coffee...not that you just had any or anything but still." I ushered him out of the room. "Not to overwork you but, wait at your worktable until I'm done." I called as I moved back into the kitchen.

Nightmare?

I'm here, and yes, the Clockmaker and I don't really get along...

Nightmare sounded a bit hurt by the fact.

I'm really sorry I made you chase me...I still have your cloth.

Keep it...it's a gift.

...you really think I want a bloodstained rag?? Wow, Nightmare.

You're so mean! Fine, when you fall asleep, I'll take it from you!

I smiled to myself. Of course I wanted to keep it. It was fun to watch him panic about it. No, I think I'll keep it. It was a gift from the only Dream Demon I will probably ever encounter, after all.

...Fine.

And with that, I started to make the coffee.

It actually was very simple to make. And I could care less about him scoring me. He only did that for Alice because...

Because...

Well she's the only one who makes coffee for him regularly. And they developed a little tactic that was sure to make Alice try harder to meet his standards.

I, on the other hand, am not moved by that sort of thing.

And as I was thinking about his scoring, I hardly realized that this was my first time actually making coffee...and that I was probably very horrible at it.

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When it was finished, I tasted it...

Okay. It's not that bad. Good job for your first try, Priya! Woo!

I opened the fridge and grabbed the milk.

A few dashes of this.

I grabbed the jar of sugar.

And a couple scoops of this. Perfecto~

I hummed as I added a splash of milk to Julius' mug too. It was just a bit to strong so some milk should fix that. And no way was I going to risk the sugar. The last thing I needed was a hyper and bad tempered Julius.

I walked out of the kitchen and into the workroom.

Julius looked at me through his glasses.

Wow...how sexy. My sarcastic voice commented in my head. I'd seen him in glasses before but never taken them into account. It was actually making me questiom how old he was.

Mid Twenties?...Thirty?

I stopped myself right there. I'm only like sixteen.

Huge difference. Like maybe fourteen years difference...

Just give the man his coffee, will you!?

Shut up conscience!!

I handed the cup to Julius.

"I hope you've calmed down." I commented as he took a sip. I picked up the cup Alice had made him, which was empty, and quickly took it into the kitchen before sitting down at the dining table to drink my own cup.

"Seventy points." He mumbled while working.

"Like I care. Points have no real value. Reserve your scoring method for Alice." I think I had secretly planned a comeback for when he had scored me. But, I never really knew he would, did I?

Urrg...I guess I just assumed that he would.

"It's only really a method of making you try harder." Julius calmly responded.

"Well. You get what you get. I'm not going to change my way of making coffee." I sort of snapped back.

"Hmm...It recall you saying that you don't make the coffee. Your mom does. So that would mean, this is your first time. You can hardly say that you have a way of making coffee."

"Well, aren't you the expert!?" I put my hand over my mouth after I had said that. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to--" I instantly apologized and turned around. But he had gotten up from his desk and walked over to me.

"Snap?" He asked. My stomach churned as I shot up out of my seat.

"--you don't need to come over to me! You could have just said that from over there!" I pointed to his worktable.

"I see. I've been rude to Nightmare and that makes you automatically hate me. What do you see in him?" Julius crossed his arms.

"W-W...WHAT!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY 'WHAT DO YOU SEE IN HIM'!?" I yelled. I didn't feel like...that, toward Nightmare! "I don't see anything in anyone!!"

Julius glared at me. His glasses reflected the light from the new Time Change...sunset. "You must have feelings for someone. Alice is out there constantly conversing with everyone--she's a social young woman...why aren't you. Aren't you two the best of friends?"

I gaped. "If you think that Alice and I are friends because of our similarities, then you are sadly mistaken! We are friends because of our differences! She loves to drag me outside and go places with me. At home I prefer to stay in my room and be..." I trailed off as I found my vision blurry. My cheeks were wet and my voice had previously been cracking.

...I had been crying this entire time.

Julius looked at me with big eyes and started to shiver.

"No! I'm not crying! I promise! It's just...I have....umm...I'm not crying, see!!" I wiped the tears away and tried my best to make my voice stop cracking. But more tears flowed and I tried my best to make them stop but I was unsuccessful. Good Lord! Julius hates it when girls cry! I know that! So...WHY AM I CRYING!?

"Julius...I--"

I was cut off as I was tackled to the floor.

"Julius!?" I tried to suck in a breath but...my wind had nearly been knocked out of me.

Julius hovered over me. His long midnight blue hair spilled over his back and shoulders as he gripped my wrists, holding me down.

"You're a non social butterfly."

"Excuse me!?" I tried to get up, but his grip was really strong. Like the iron his wrench is made out of.

"Just go with it." He said as he rested his lips on my neck.

An immediate flush rose to my cheeks.

WHAT THE HELL WAS HE DOING!!!?

Even though I was beyond shocked, I couldn't help but say that...

I maybe liked it...

A/N: Okay...I'm debating whether I should write a seperate Lemon for this...I TOTALLY MEAN LIKE LATER!!! I'm leaving you with yet another cliffhanger........sorry. Anyway, we don't know what Priya is going to do next do we???
Even I'm still thinking about it!