Not a Good Puzzle [Krissy]

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augusta was not thrilled, ok well, maybe a little. Today was his first day out, like out of bed, out of the room, out of sickness. It was nice and fine and dandy. But the issue of his hair was getting to be a REAL problem. And also the fact of all the clocks having many missing pieces and all of them being set to the wrong time. Which was of greater importance? Augy couldn't decide.

Augusta walked down the hall, his strides were actually normal, he didn't limp, not even once. The hole in his stomach was healing quite nicely, in fact Augusta got less scars if Krissy treated them. He ran a hand through his hair, the jet black locks were at his shoulders and he hated it. Not that he didn't like Kris's hair, he just couldn't stand hair in his own face.

Augusta got to the door of his dorm room and sighed. He stopped outside the door, Kris was supposed to be home right now, and he was afraid the dorm would be empty when he opened it. Augy sighed and opened the door, as soon as he closed the door he smiled, " I'm home..." he said loudly. He took off his boots and coat and walked into the little kitchen they had. He picked up a banana before peeling it and taking a bite.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher was indeed at home, however he wasn't concussions at the time. The only way that Augusta knew that Kris was even around was when his soft coughing was heard from the small living room they shared. The younger male had fallen asleep on the sofa with a book on his chest. After spending a lot of time with Augusta, Kristopher had improved greatly in his reading skills.

The blond was dressed only in a pair of pants right now and his tattoos where shown to the world, but he didn't care, he was home. The blond moved slightly on the make shift sofa and coughed again as he normally did when he was tired, overworked, or getting sick.

"I'm home..."

At first Kristopher did not hear him, or maybe he did for the blond eyes slowly opened as he shifted again. The book he was reading slid off his chest and hit the floor with a mild thud. "Nnnmm." Kristopher raised a hand and brought it up to his eye and rubbed it lightly. "Huh?" He said in a half coherent voice. Then realizing someone was in the room with him he shot up on the sofa. "I'm awake! I'm awake! Really!"

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augy turned behind him when he heard the slight noise and he smiled softly. He saw the blond laying on the make-shift couch. He couldn't stop smiling, the blond was just so very cute right then. Augusta walked over when Kris sat up, he put his pale hands on the blonds shoulders. " Hey, calm down..." he said and kissed the boys forehead. " You don't have to yell..." he said.

The dark-haired man pulled away and walked into his room and make quite a bit of noise before coming back into the main room. He got down and glass and got the blond some water. The he came back to the couch and sat down on a table next to it. He handed the blond the water and then put the back of his hand on Kris's forehead. " Your getting sick again..." he said, his voice seemed weary, it had been his first day back working, he was sore and tired now.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher blinked for a few moments, his curled hair going every which way from how he slept. It took him a moment to realize it was just Augusta and he smiled at his lover. "S-sorry. I though I was about to get in trouble for falling asleep and not doing what I was supposed to be doing." The blond explained as Augusta disappeared for a moment. Kris was so used to doing both their share of work that he had gotten into the habit of taking quick naps and then getting up in a hurry to run and take care of something he had forgotten.

But now that Augusta was fit once again, he no longer had to do the manual labor of Augusta's work. When his lover returned, he took the water and sipped it lightly before putting it away. The Kristopher looked a bit taken back when he felt a hand touch his forehead. A small blush touched his cheeks then and he brushed Augy's hand away from his head gently.

"I'm not getting sick, don't worry about it. I normally do this, remember." he smiled sweetly. Leaning in, he brushed his lips against Augusta's in a sweet and short kiss. "Nothing to worry about." Chuckling lightly, Kristopher moved his legs off the sofa so Augy could sit with him if he wished too.

"So how was the first day back?" Asked the blond brightly, however his shoulders shook lightly from him stifling a cough. Blah, he hated it when he did this, but he had been on his feet for a very, very long time and running like a mad man here and there. But the blond smiled and watched Augusta. Grinning with amusement at his lovers now long hair that so badly needed a trim.

[Augusta Davingoun]

"I'm not getting sick, don't worry about it. I normally do this, remember. Nothing to worry about."

Augy transferred himself onto the make-shift couch next to Kris and sighed. He wrapped an arm around the blond and chuckled, " Doesn't mean I don't worry about you..." he said and laid his head on the blonds shoulder.

"So how was the first day back?"

Augy smiled, " It was nice getting out of this musty old place" he joked. Then he sighed, " But it seems all the clocks throughout the palace are missing pieces..." he said and then looked over at Kris with... 'that' look. " You wouldn't know anything about that would you Kris?" he asked and sighed, he knew Kris must have gone through hell trying to fix those clocks. Kris must have just given up once the clock started turning again. " Plus they were all set to different times... funny how that happens huh?" he said, running a hand through Kris's hair. As Augy stood up to go get his banana, he let out a breath of hot air upwards to try and get his long bangs out of his face. He then used his hands and then growled, " stupid hair..." he muttered.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher chuckled lovingly then, "True enough, it's nice to know someone cares if I get ill. But I'll be fine." He said to his lover as he always did when he coughed or felt bad. However the next question made him avert his eyes quickly.

" But it seems all the clocks throughout the palace are missing pieces...You wouldn't know anything about that would you Kris? Plus they were all set to different times... funny how that happens huh?"

"Ah--ah--ha, Yeah funny how that happens. B-But no, I have no idea what happened to them," The blond lied out his front teeth with a slight blush on his cheeks and ducking his head. Oh dear, he hoped Augusta wouldn't notice the clocks being all fucked up. But it seemed he did and knew who caused that to happen. Poor Krissy. He was just trying to help but God...the clocks hated him.

"Erm, want me to fix all that?" Kris asked, motioning to the hair issues. He rather liked Augusta's hair how it was but he knew that Augy perfered it short and so he could live with that. "I mean, if you want."

[Augusta Davingoun]

"Ah--ah--ha, Yeah funny how that happens. B-But no, I have no idea what happened to them,"

Augy sighed, Kris was obviously the one guilty of messing with the clocks, not on purpose though. " Kris... I know that clocks are not your thing but you really need to tell me when you don't understand them... because you just made more work for me. " he said and then looked at his blond counterpart. Augy ran his hands through his hair a couple times. He sat down on the table facing Kris.

" It's too long... but you seem to have taken a liking to it..." he said and brushed it out of his face only for it to return. " It's frustrating really... always in my face when I'm trying to work..." he said and sighed, " but if you like it that much... I can sacrifice..." he said and took another bite of his banana.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher ducked down a bit more then as he was being scolded. God, he hated it when that happened but what could he do about it really? "I had to try, your damn Master kept pushing me and my buttons about what I could handle and what I couldn't. You know I can't stand that and I will do whatever they say then." He pointed out in his defense. But he did feel bad, this meant now that Augy would have to work harder on the clocks now that Kris royally screwed them over.

However on the matter of hair, Kristopher leaned over to Augusta and tugged gently on his dark locks. "I might like it, but you don't need long hair in your line of work. What if it gets caught on something?" Kristopher asked softly with a smile. "It's fine, I'll cut it for you. My hairs long enough for the both of us...if not curly as hell...ugh. If anyone else in this damn world needs short hair, its me. Real short." he chuckled and then stood, coughing again, he disappeared to go and find some scissors.

When he returned, he had a small comb, the needed cutting item and a towel. "Come on, lets get your hair to normal, hm?" He chuckled. Kissing his lover on the cheek.

[Augusta Davingoun]

"I had to try, your damn Master kept pushing me and my buttons about what I could handle and what I couldn't. You know I can't stand that and I will do whatever they say then."

Augusta shook his head lightly, his now shoulder-length hair bouncing from side to side. It wasn't surprising that Jou would be a prick about it. Sure Jouhnin wanted to stuff t get done, but he knew as good as anybody else that Kris wasn't really cut out of Augy's work. Jou just wanted to see how far he could push the blond. " Yeah, yeah... just don't mess with the clocks anymore okay?" he said and finished off his banana and walked over to toss it out the window as Kris left to get some scissors.

"I might like it, but you don't need long hair in your line of work. What if it gets caught on something? It's fine, I'll cut it for you. My hairs long enough for the both of us...if not curly as hell...ugh. If anyone else in this damn world needs short hair, its me. Real short."

Augy chuckled, " Yes, but you are much cuter with long hair... I don't think I could stand you with a buzz-cut..." he joked and sat back down on the make-shift coffee table in front of the couch. He watched his counterpart come in and kiss him on the cheek. He smiled as he felt his face heat up. " Be careful, last time you were near me with a set of those things was when you decided to trow them at me..." he said, knowing full and well that Kris knew of the event he was talking about.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kris looked at his counterpart and placed a hand on his hip, "A buzz-cut? Really. Now I wouldn't go that far. I would still have hair but these curls...ugh. I don't know what to do about them half the time. I look like a little doll." Shaking his head he went around behind Augy and threw the towel over his shoulders to keep hair from getting everywhere.

" Be careful, last time you were near me with a set of those things was when you decided to trow them at me..."

Kristopher made a sour face then and popped Augusta on the head with the handle of the sisscors for that comment. "Well, don't make me mad and I won't throw them at you." He then chuckled lightly and combed through the dark hair. Mm, so sad it was going to get cut off, but Kris rather Augy didn't come home with cogs and the like stuck in his hair. "And I won't touch a clock, EVER AGAIN!" He swore on that note. Clocks hated him an he hated them right back...well minus the one on his wrist but that was a different story all together!

"So, back to normal length then?" He asked to make sure before he started to snip away at the lovely locks.

[Augusta Davingoun]

" Owwww!" Augy flinched when he was hit with the scissors. He reached a hand up to rub his head with a slight chuckle.

"Well, don't make me mad and I won't throw them at you."

Augy smiled and put his hand down. Kris was right, Augy wouldn't be making Kris angry anymore. At least not on purpose. Augy didn't like sharp objects coming towards him. Nobody really enjoyed it except masochists. Augy laughed when Kris vowed to never touch a clock again. Augy nodded in agreement, except for the watch that Augusta placed on his wrist, Clocks were Augy's job.

" Yes please... The long hair may fit your fancy but it's driving.me.crazy" he said matter-of-a-fact-ly. He then felt the comb through his hair and smiled, his hair was untangled, mostly because he had thin ebony locks that grew waaay to fast and were naturally flat and unmoving and NOT curly. Unlike Kris's hair, Augy's hand no natural shine, no natural curls, and defiantly no natural volume at all. Very boring, much like Augy as a whole. Sure he was in shape and generally good-looking. But he didn't wear any unique clothes and his eyes were not emerald green, but brown, boring old brown.

But all-in-all, Augy didn't seem to mind.

[Kristopher Roberts]

Kristopher smiled softly from behind Augusta, all he could do was chuckle at what his lover was telling him. Brushing the dull black locks out, he tilted his head. "So said though, I do love your hair. Oh well, bye-bye Mr. Hair." Said the blond with a fake sad voice as he made the first cut and then went at a steady pace. Brush, cut, brush, cut.

It was sad though but true. Augusta's hair had no character and Kristopher even told him that once but there was little they could do about it. But Kris didn't complain, he still loved to weave his fingers through the silky locks. However, he would love to see Augusta try to brush his hair out. Dear god it took the blond forever. His hair would always be in a rats nest from the curls or tussing in bed. Something always messed up his hair.

He would kill to have straight hair like his lover. "Honey," Kris said softly, "It might drive you crazy. But it drives ME even more crazy." Actually everything about Augy drove Kris crazy in one form or another but he wasn't going to voice that. Nope. So back to the cutting he went and once he was back to the length that Augusta usually wore, Kris brushed through it again. He made sure it was even and then, just to be a girlie bastard that Kristopher Roberts is, he dug in his back pocket and pulled out a small strawberry clip.

Then, gathered the black locks on one side of Augusta's head, promptly he clipped that bit of hair back and giggled. "So cute." he muttered to himself, kissing his lover on the top of his head. "All done. You look oh-so-manly now."

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augy felt Kris's gentle hand runs through his hair over and over. The snipping of the scissors became almost rhythmic and the glasses-wearing clockmaker almost fell asleep. He was bordering on sleep as he felt his head get lighter. He sat very still and closed his eyes and before he knew it he was drifting off. But then he felt his hair being pulled back and the words Kris said were coming back to him.

"So cute. All done. You look oh-so-manly now."

Augusta frowned He felt the click of something in his hair and nearly growled. " Thanks Krissy..." he said, knowing Kris didn't like being called that. But Augy sat stock-still, he was literally glaring at his forehead (or at least it looked like it.) " Seriously Kris, if you put one of those clip-thingie's in my hair you better get it out right now..." he paused, " It looks nice on you but you know I hate that girly shit..."

Seriously, ruins a mans image yah' know?

[Kristopher Roberts]

'Krissy' narrowed his eyes slightly at that and put a hand on his lovers head and leaned forward. He thought about hitting him, but that just wasn't Kristopher...unless he was really made. So instead, he just nawed on his bottom lip, thinking. "Ah huh..."

" Seriously Kris, if you put one of those clip-thingie's in my hair you better get it out right now...It looks nice on you but you know I hate that girly shit..."

Oh, the perfect come back was coming to the blond now. Slowly he moved his hands down to rest on either side of Augusta's neck. He then leaned forward and nipped at his ear lobe, promptly whispering into his ear then. "Oh, but darling." He said ever so sweetly as if adding chocolate onto ice cream. "You forget one thing." He purred.

Leaning his head to the other side, he did the same to the other ear. "You are far more girlie then I am. I don't cry over a broken nail, or when I fall and hurt myself." He teased, raising his left hand, he adjusted the darling clip in the dark hair. "So it fits you, so well. I should really think about putting bows in your hair next and a cute little lolita dress." A wide smile spread against Kristopher's face then. Oh so sweet, so innocent, so damn coy.

[Augusta Davingoun]

Augusta felt the hands on his neck and suddenly he realized with he tone of Kris's voice that he was about to get one his signature comebacks. Kris had a way with words, Augy had a way with his hands. So normally Augy would say something dumb and Kris would take advantage of that and make a comment and piss Augy off and then Kris would say sorry (even though he didn't mean it) then there would be great make-up sex, sometimes. Depended on Augy's mood.

"Oh, but darling. You forget one thing. You are far more girlie then I am. I don't cry over a broken nail, or when I fall and hurt myself."

But the comeback Kris usually did were the kind that made you feel like somebody had hit you in the back of the head with a frying pan. But when you live and sleep in the same bed withsomeone so long, the cute voice doesn't quite work anymore. Augy frowned even deeper at that comment. He felt the nibbling on his ear and growled. " It's called 'being in touch with my emotions' KRISSY" he said, making sure the nickname came out loud and strong. " And my nails are really short so I can't break them..."

Augy scooted away from the neck-touching and the ear-nibbling and scowled. " No bows, No Lolita, and defiantly. no. girly. dresses. And I will never. ever. ever. wear a dress. " Augy stood up at this point and started to fiddle with the clip, trying to get it out. " Not even for... dammit!!"

He couldn't get the clip undone.