Asch was sleeping soundly. He was laying on his side, not dreaming of anything in particular, when he felt a disturbance in his bed. He knew it was light enough in the room that one could see somewhat. He kept his eyes shut, not wanting to give away that he was awake until the right moment. He tried to sense what it was at least, how big, and perhaps figure out what it was doing here.
It wiggled slowly closer to him. It inched its way towards him as if it didn't want to wake him. Asch figured from the movements that it was human. His sword was right beside him, but he didn't want to risk getting blood all about the room if he could help it. He would need answers, so capturing the attacker in one piece was preferable.
He waited still, waiting for the attacker to come just alittle bit closer into range so that he could grab him. That's when he felt the attacker's hand touch his middle gently. Asch grabbed his attacker and lifted him up and over himself, taking not only his attacker, but also himself down to the floor. He held his attacker down with his own weight, not letting him free. Asch would get his answers now.
~An hour earlier~
Luke stood in the room that Asch had just forced him into. He hadn't even gotten to say goodnight or anything. He pouted and kicked off his shoes as he moved over and tossed himself down on the bed hard. He had landed there on his stomach and grabbed a pillow. He rested his chin on it, holding it there in place, and pouted more.
"… Stupid Asch…", he whined outloud to himself.
Luke sighed and rolled onto his side, holding the pillow there. He went and turned the light off before laying back down fully. He sighed again and tried shutting his eyes to sleep. He laid there silently for several minutes before tossing over to his other side. He tossed and turned for another 45 minutes before he sighed loudly and opened his eyes. He laid there and stared at the wall, still hugging the pillow, and unable to sleep.
"… I wonder if Asch is asleep yet…. He did look pretty tired…"
Luke sighed again and rolled over to his other side with his pillow, staring at the wall.
"…. It's so cold in here…"
He rolled over once more. His blanket wasn't keeping him very warm, nor was the pillow in his arms. He wanted something warm to cling to as he slept. His Original was warm and clingable.
"… He'll just yell and hit me if I try to sneak in there…"
Luke laid there for only a few minutes more before he tossed the pillow aside and stood up. He left his sword and shoes there, slowly opening the door of his room. He snuck out of it silently and moved swiftly to Asch's door. He listened for a moment and didn't hear any movement from within the room.
"…Hope he's sleeping…Here goes nothing!"
Luke slowly and quietly opened the door to Asch's room. He saw that Asch was fast asleep on his side with his face to the door. He opened the door just wide enough so that he could slide in, not wanting the light from the hall to hit Asch's face and wake him. He moved in and slowly shut the door without a sound. He crept along the floor like a ninja, not wanting to be caught now when he was so close. He saw Asch's sleeping face and stared at it for a moment. He grinned and blushed slightly at the rare sight.
"… He looks so innocent when he's sleeping… Like he'd never yell or hit someone over the head while calling them Trash…"
Luke rubbed the back of his own head as his grin grew into a more sheepish one. He carefully moved over to the other side from where Asch was. He stood there on the ground and took a slow deep breath before touching the bed. He slowly moved onto it fully. He hoped he hadn't woken Asch up. He slid closer to him, wiggling inch by inch closer to his objective.
He had gotten close enough that he went and put his hand over Asch's middle, to snuggle his warm body so that he could sleep. That's when he felt a hand around his wrist. Luke's eyes widened as Asch grabbed his shirt collar and slammed him down onto the floor. He saw Asch moving like a flash of lightning and then suddenly Asch was ontop of him. He blinked several times as he tried to regain his senses from his head hitting the floor so hard.
"A-ASCH! IT'S ME!", Luke cried out, not wanting any sort of blade stuck in him.
Asch held him down firmly, increasing his grip on him. He glared down at the Dreck beneath him.
"…WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE REPLICA?"
Luke shut his eyes tightly, waiting for the pain of the hit he thought Asch was going to give him. His head ached now.
"…I was just…. Coming to see you…. I was cold…", Luke whispered sadly.
Asch's eye twitched at hearing that, especially with that sad tone.
Asch let go of him and moved off. He went and sat on the bed, never stopping his glare for a second. Luke opened his eyes since he felt no additional pain. He stared at Asch and slowly sat up. Luke sat there and put his hand over the back of his head, holding it there. Neither of them moved after that, not for several minutes, and not until Luke took his hand down off his head and looked at it. He stared at his hand and sighed. Asch looked to the side, wondering if his idiot Replica had hit his head too hard in the commotion.
"….. Is it bleeding?", Asch asked in a low mutter.
"….. No….", Luke replied in a whisper.
"…. Then go back to bed….", Asch said as he moved back further onto the bed and laid down on his side with his back to Luke.
"….. Can I… Sleep in here?", Luke asked cutely.
"But it's cold in there…", Luke whined quietly.
"What makes you think I care, Dreck?", Asch snapped.
"… But… Now my head hurts…", Luke sniffled as he spoke with that sad voice again.
Asch's eye twitched.
"THAT'S WHY YOU SHOULDN'T SNEAK INTO OTHER PEOPLE'S BEDS DRECK!", he yelled at him.
Luke sat there on the floor silently. If Luke was a dog, his ears would have been down fully. Asch hadn't been using his blanket since he had been sleeping with his boots on. He took those boots off now and tossed them over the end of the bed without looking at Luke. Asch laid back down on his side after that, pulling the blanket over himself.
"… I'm going to sleep now…. Dreck….", he growled.
Luke looked up, those invisible dog ears perking up. He hadn't told him to get out or drop dead or anything like that. Luke wondered if that meant it was okay to stay. Luke waited a moment and then slowly moved himself up onto the bed. He laid there on the very edge of the bed, waiting to see if Asch would yell at him. When he didn't, Luke wiggled himself under the blanket and over to his Original. Luke wiggled into that warm back and snuggled his face into it. With that warmth there, Luke began to fall asleep right away.
"…Good night….Asch…", Luke muttered sleepily.
"… Goodnight… Dreck….", Asch grumbled in his own sleepily like state, unaware that he had said it outloud.
Luke heard it and smiled as he snuggled more into him. Luke was out like a light. Asch laid there awake still for a moment. He wondered why replicas were such pains. He didn't think on it long, since he fell asleep quickly despite his Dreck snuggling into his back like that. The two red heads slept until morning.
Luke was the first to wake. He moved alittle and sat up. He was smiling since he saw that Asch hadn't run out on him in the night. He leaned over Asch to check if he was still sleeping. He turned alittle pink when he saw that rare sleeping Asch face once again, only this time in the sunlight. Luke stared at him and leaned closer and closer to it. Asch opened his eyes right then and stared at the advancing Luke. He was rather close to his face now. Luke stopped moving and blinked.
"Umm…. Good morning.", Luke said cheerfully with a large grin on his face.
Asch saw that light shade of pink on Luke's face and wondered what his Replica had been trying to do. Asch lifted up his hand and pushed Luke's face back. He moved and stood up after that, going over to his boots and started putting them back on. Luke saw this, but by the time he stood up, Asch had finished putting his boots on. Luke quickly got off the bed, but Asch was a second faster, grabbing his sword and heading to the door. Asch walked out of it and started heading out of the inn itself. Luke moved fast out the door as well and headed to his room.
"HEY! WAIT FOR ME!", Luke shouted as he rushed into his room to gather his things.
Asch didn't wait for his Replica of course. He kept walking and hurried to the port. Asch was glaring at everything at the moment, more so than usual. He was mad because he hadn't managed to escape the Dreck yet. He had planned on leaving in the night after Luke was asleep, but hadn't woken up once asleep himself. He made it to the port and saw that a ship was preparing to leave. Asch was about to get onboard, but a certain someone jumped onto his back.
"Why didn't you wait for me!", Luke asked loudly, nearly whining as he cling onto Asch's back.
"TCH! GET OFF ME DRECK! I DON'T REMEMBER EVER SAYING I WOULD WAIT FOR YOU!", Asch yelled at him, trying to get him off his back.
Luke held tight to him. He wasn't about to let go.
"… Geez… I thought after I shared your bed for a second night you'd be alittle bit nicer to me…", Luke grumbled.
"SHUT UP REPLICA!", Asch yelled even louder, hitting him now.
Luke let go right away, grabbing his head. It had stopped hurting from last night, but now all that pain was back as Asch hit it, and Luke yelp in a new way from this pain. Asch stopped hitting him once he heard the difference in yelps. He glared at him and sighed in deep aggravation. He was about to head onto the ship when a voice was heard, one that he knew unfortunately.
"Weeeelllll~ If it isn't Asch the Bloody and his little pet replica~", said a voice that could only belong to none other than Dist.
Asch turned around slowly and saw Dist floating there on that chair of his. Asch didn't look too happy to see him, nor did his upset Replica.