I have no idea if I'll ever be able to finish 100 situations - knowing my gift to procrastinate anytime and anywhere - so I'm sneaking around.

May I introduce you to the community 100_situations and table 03 which looks awesomely spiffy!

001.	Finger	002.	Bad	003.	Intelligence	004.	Announce	005.	Day
006.	Murder	007.	Sad	008.	Plan	009.	Ill	010.	Secret
011.	Behind	012.	Want	013.	Stranded	014.	Wealthy	015.	Marriage
016.	Affected	017.	Long Hours	018.	Worthy	019.	Sinful	020.	Obvious
021.	Caught	022.	Splatter	023.	Flight	024.	Slip	025.	Escape
026.	Honor	027.	Ashamed	028.	Attentive	029.	Motivated	030.	Grovel
031.	Swear	032.	Shoot	033.	Switch	034.	Promise	035.	Crawl
036.	Hell	037.	Grin	038.	Hug	039.	Burn	040.	Kiss
041.	Mute	042.	Suffocate	043.	Punch	044.	Exile	045.	Plead
046.	Strong	047.	Defenseless	048.	Discover	049.	Action	050.	Sport
051.	Memorable	052.	Die	053.	Missing	054.	Luck	055.	Rescue
056.	Abort	057.	Possessed	058.	Graveyard	059.	Trail	060.	Walk
061.	Plunge	062.	Jump	063.	Self-conscious	064.	Suspicious	065.	Mistake
066.	Complicated	067.	Black Out	068.	Reveal	069.	Grotesque	070.	Swim
071.	Resign	072.	Nonsense	073.	Declare	074.	Corrupt	075.	Wrong
076.	Right	077.	Administer	078.	Embrace	079.	Argue	080.	Lose
081.	Monster	082.	Hit	083.	Build	084.	Destroy	085.	Breathe
086.	Assist	087.	Stab	088.	Bite	089.	Hunger	090.	Passage
091.	Drama	092.	Haunted	093.	Crisis	094.	Dirty	095.	Emotional
096.	Writer‘s Choice.	097.	Writer‘s Choice.	098.	Writer‘s Choice.	099.	Writer‘s Choice.	100.	Writer‘s Choice.

I'm writing ficlets clandestinely...at least until I'm close to completing this. I work better when I'm not under pressure. xDD

100 scenarios - AU + Canon Rayearth! *whoot*

Title: Away
Fandom: Magic Knight Rayearth
Characters: Lantis/Hikaru
Table: #3
Prompt: #17 - Long Hours
Word Count: 676
Rating: K
Author's Notes: AU love!



The storm was raging outside and he'd forgotten to take an umbrella with him. Again. And she was pretty sure that it was raining where he was as much as it was raining here - she'd checked the weather forecast earlier that morning.

Knowing Lantis, the chances of him bothering with such an insignificant detail were close to zip and fast decreasing with each minute. It was after all a week long mission only. And the last one he would be accepting in the coming months.

She patted her - still - flat stomach fondly and sipped her tea, trying to find comfort in the minty flavor that tickled her nose and the pleasant heat that warmed her fingers.

It didn't work. Hum. Maybe she'd been without her husband for far too long. These days, it had become glaringly obvious that she hated sleeping alone in their bed. It felt strange not being able to curl into his body anymore...

Hikaru tapped her fingers against the windowsill and tried to remember why she wasn't with Lantis...doing what she'd been doing for the last seven - interesting - years of her life.

1. She was three months pregnant.
2. Incidentally, her job consisted of hurting bad guys, guarding good guys and every other little trick in the trade.
3. Most of her assignments usually ended up in gunshots, sword fights - classic was better - and gruesome bloody scenes.

Hikaru blinked and twirled a strand of red around her fingers thoughtfully, pulling the warm sweater over her bare legs for more warmth...

Oh...right. Now she remembered why he had nearly locked her in their home and ordered her not to follow him via car, bus or any other contraption she could think of.

A sigh. Another sip.

But that didn't mean that she liked knowing he was fighting alone while she was sitting here - she'd scrubbed the floors, cooked enough for any army, cleaned everything there was to clean at least twice, and made an impressive amount of coffee she wasn't allowed to drink - doing nothing. She felt...useless.

What if Lantis was hurt? He had told her that he wouldn't call before he'd left, because for this last mission he couldn't take the risk of anyone tracing it back to her...but what if his phone was broken and he was caught somewhere? There were a lot of ifs to worry for. She bit her lip and tried to remember that her husband was virtually unbeatable and really strong. After all, the first time they'd met, he'd saved her from being cut to ribbons by that maniac...

The lock clicked and she scrambled to get to the door, nearly tripping over herself and almost breaking her cup in her haste, half trepidation, half radiance. If he was coming through the front door - and truly, only they had keys - then it meant that everything had ended well.

Hurray!

"Welcome back!" She intoned breathlessly, forcing herself to not latch herself to him in the exhausted condition he was. Hard, especially with the conflicting mood swings ravaging her system already, but not impossible.

Lantis smiled down and, dropping his bag on the floor carelessly, pulled her into a bone crushing hug.

He smelled like rain, electricity and spicy cedar from his favorite soap and Hikaru inhaled deeply, feeling fully relaxed for the first time in many days.

"It's good to be home."