Crimson Snow; Seraphim and Tracy's encounter

A month! Er.. I mean, about a month, Alison-chan." At first, Seraphim shouted out her answer without thinking, clearly surprised and not thinking on her feet when Tracy threw that question in her direction. She didn't want to lie, Hell, she never even thought of lying to Alison, but there were times when she had to. In fact, she didn't even tell Alison that what she did to make the money as wrestling; Alison would be afraid all the time for Seraphim's safety if she told her that.

Fortunately, once again, Alison bought it, living up to being truly a blissfully unaware girl, not questioning the answer once as it made perfect sense to her. Though, she still had one last thing to ask, unaware of how much it may anger Tracy. "I understand, so you two must work together at the office, right?" She said more rhetorically like she already knew, mentioning the lie that Seraphim had placed before in saying she worked at some office, rather than as a wrestler. "Soooo, Tracy-chan? Are you a boy or girl? You kinda wear girl's clothing but..." Her question would trail off, a nervous grin breaching Alison's innocent features as she didn't know how else to ask the question and feeling a little awkward from it.

Seraphim on the other hand practically fell off the bed at the question, not even sure what to expect after that, but knowing she should have seen it coming since Alison was clueless like that.

Tracy didnt have the least problem with 'working at an office with Seraphim' lie. But, what broke her absolutely calm state was Alison's last question. She clearly didnt see that coming. Most of the times, she jumped upon those who thought she was a boy, punching them to death. But not this time, though her reaction was pretty funny to see. Tracy's eyes widened for a moment,gulping heavily and blushing slightly.

" I'm....I'm a girl, Alison..." The kawaii answered, scratching her cheek a few times, her face getting all sorts of tunes of red. How could be someone so clueless?!.....Well, she didnt have anything to complain about. After all, she was the one with the almost invisible breasts. " Dont I look like one...? "

She had to admit, where at first the whole thing was utterly embarressing, it become completely amusing when she saw how Tracy took the whole thing, even causing Seraphim to chuckle just a little. Alison never did have the best site, without her glasses she was as good as blind, and that as just the start of her issues with her eyes, but Seraphim didn't dare to mention it as she instead found herself unable to resist what she was going to do next. Seeing as how Seraphim had been wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and medical eye-patch, and Alison was still in her underwear, it was clear that they didn't really care much for how she looked around her friend and the two were comfortable with one another. So, it didn't come as much of a surprise to Alison at what Seraphim did next, even if it may take Tracy completely off guard.

"Is it that hard to see?" Seraphim said with deviant look on her face and tone as she approached Tracy from behind. Then, without so much as a warning, she grabbed Tracy's shirt from behind, not even sure if she was wearing anything underneath since she never changed the girl for her rest, Seraphim quickly pulled up the girl's shirt to reveal her chest, even if there wasn't much there to begin with. It would be enough though to convince Alison though as she would watch like the whole incident was completely normal.

Tracy didnt think Seraphim was capable of something like that. Unfortunetely for the kawaii...she wasnt wearing absolutely anything. Not because she forgot her bra at 'home',but because she didnt find a bra so small to cover perfectly her mosquito bites. Poor Tracy! Exposed in front of Alison! And just when she wanted to look like a good person...

If the kawaii was embarrased before, with Alison's question, imagine how red she was now! She was so humiliated that her body started to go weak, her face turning into the darkest tunes of red. Without losing more than 3 seconds, she would try to pull her shirt down...but if Seraphim has a good grip on it, she would only end up ripping it off. " Let it go, Seraphy....! "

Fortunately for Tracy, the moment Seraphim saw that the girl wasn't wearing a bra at all, she had let go, allowing her to pull the shirt down as even Seraphim ended up turning red in the cheeks at what had happened, clearly not expecting things to end up that way. There was something cute and amusing though about her reaction, leaving Seraphim surprisingly attracted by that, even if the girl was so petite.

As she let go of her shirt though, she managed to shake it off, giving an awkward smile and laughing nervously when she realized how much she put Tracy on the spot, the joke going further than she thought it would when she saw her not wearing a bra. "Eh..heh-heh, um, my bad." She said while rubbing the back of her head with an embarressed grin, noticing how weak the exposure turned her new friend.

Alison wasn't too different either in her reaction, suddenly turning a deep shade of red, but nothing near to Tracy's when she saw the two small bumps become completely exposed. She didn't know they could even be that small! But, it did prove the point that she was indeed female. And in her blatent stupidity and oblivious sense, another question came from Alison, only making the situation worse for Tracy. "Um... why are they so small?"

Tracy now was starting to feel a bit aroused and dazed. So many embarrasing questions were affecting her. She thought she could answer that one easily, though she was pretyt sure that one more would make her nose bleed a bit. " Because....God made me like this. " She said with a more calm tune of voice and she adjusted her shirt so it covered her upper body completely.

For Seraphim's surprise, she didnt seem all that embarrased in answering that. She was just too used to be the center of the jokes because of her extra petite breasts. Often confused as a boy, she was a bit hapy that she had the chance to prove Alison that she was indeed a girl.

Well that was an interesting way to put it. In fact, when Tracy actually uttered the word 'God', it caused Seraphim to raise an eyebrow, quite curious as to why she said that. Originally she didn't take Tracy to being the religious type, Seraphim herself being a strong beleiver. So when she had heard that, it only grasped her interest, but she stood quiet as Alison commented on it instead.

"Oh yea, he does a lot of things for a reason! Seraphy-chan says that about my accident and eyes, she said he made me unique~" Clearly proud of the idea, a large, almost goofy grin came to Alison's face as she failed to realize she may have said a little much. Obviously though, none of it bothered her as she went on, even taking another mouthful of her food as she had come to finishing it, her skin that was inked with yellow now having a few crumbs and even syrup along it and her underwear.

"Alison-chan.. go clean up and change, ..alright? You've got a big day today." Seraphim said with a sigh when she realized the mess Alison was, being a lot clearner herself as she put her now empty plate aside, ready to change as well.

Without question, Alison got up from her bed, standing there half nude as she smiled and nodded, slowly and casually going for the bathroom, humming a child television show's theme song. But as she went to leave, Tracy would spot something rather shocking. Right along Alison's lower chest, just above her belly-button, there was a scar, and a rather large one at that. Without a shirt, it was clearly visible, the thick, discolored scar spanning from one side of her stomach to the other, deep and rather disturbing to look at, going strait across like someone had cut her clean open in the past; gut like a fish.

Tracy let out a sigh of relief when Alison embarrasing and arousing question ceased. But only to give her mind a place to notice the huge scar across the girl's stomach. The kawaii red head gulped heavily, a wave of cold running through her spine with only thinking about what could Alison posibly suffered to get a scar that big. Anyway, she tried to disimulate that she was shocked until the girl left the room.

Tracy turned to look at Seraphim. " Okay. What's up with that scar?! " She spoke, with a rough tune of voice, wanting to receive a very convincing answer. She wasnt easily fooled like Alison, so Seraphim would have to say the truth now.

She should have expected that... Seraphim wasn't too surprised that Tracy had asked, and she felt that it was something that needed to be explained anyway. Still, Seraphim wished Tracy didn't have to see that, it wasn't something she enjoyed talking about. As a matter of fact, the whole idea of just thinking about it made her feel regret and sadness, those depressing emotions washing over her.

"That's my fault." Seraphim said slowly, a long sigh escaping her lips. Even though Seraphim wasn't the one to do this to Alison, she still blamed herself, she wasn't quick enough that day... "Alison-chan.. she got into a fight, and let's just say someone broke the rules by using a knife, and she... well, Alison was nearly paralyzed after she got that wound. Nearly died on the spot if I wasn't there. It's also what has caused her.. condition. I don't want to talk about it..." Seraphim's words sounded... empty. Her tone lacked any real confidence or pride like she normally carried around with herself, and her hands were fidgeting with the edge of her pajama shirt, the crimson eye looked down at the ground with a deep meloncholy crossing her expression. Already she could see the incident happening again in her mind, the scene playing through her head over and over again.

Tracy listened carefully to Seraphim's short story. She could feel how the one eyed girl's confidence sank by the ring of her voice. The red head stood up, lifting her already empty plate and taking it to the kitchen. She never could have imagined that such a scar could have come from a fight. Well, yeah, but she didnt know how someone like Alison could be participating in a fight.

As she came back, Tracy turned her head and saw her skirt on the floor. Without anything else to say nor do, she would just put her skirt on and place her hand on Seraphim's shoulder. " If you blame yourself, you'll never get over it. Come on, get up. I know you're a strong person." The kawaii whispered to the far taller girl, trying to cheer her up a bit. " Or are you just going to let the ghosts of the past pursue you for your entire life? "