No idea where this story is going I just know I want to write. So here goes...

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Pineapple Wine Chapter One

He always taught me to be the leading man in all I do.

How could I have known that those words were all I would have left to hold onto?

They were there again... Those shadows he could not make out because his eyes could not focus anymore. The electricity came with those shadows. Amps coursing through his every nerve as he screamed silently in pain. No longer able to make a noise because of his damaged throat. All he could do was shakily return to a state of unconsciousness. There he was free, free to remember her and them. He could forget why he was being tortured on a daily basis, why he had remained behind in this place only to be captured, and why his life force was beginning to fail him. To his memories he went where he was back holding her the night of her coronation. Watching from the balcony with their friends at a free Rabanastre as the whole city celebrated. He let the memory continue focusing on every detail. The sweet scent of her hair, the warmth of her backside pressed against his front, how as he looked around everyone seemed so happy including them.

Soon it was blackness again and the pain stopped, Some one must have shut down the device he was suspended in for the coolness that sometimes comes with the torture stopped and he was left tingling. From the blackness he could hear some one calling him. He thought it not but his memories beckoning him return until he felt his body moving. They never moved him before. Occasionally shoving water down his throat or needles of something into his arms but never was he to be moved for it would ruin the experiment. With that thought he struggled out of the blackness and attempted to open his eyes.

"He is breathing let us be gone before anymore gaurds arrive." A familar male voice stated before once again he felt himself being lifted and carried somewhere.

Still blurrs but he for some strange reason felt safe and that familar distant voice told him there would be no more tortures today. Not being able to put up a struggle even if there was more torturing he rest limply in the arms of whoever was carrying him.

The surface came rather quickly as his rescuer picked up his pace a couple of doors and some quick turns and he felt his nose rushed with clean air and his closed eyes flooded with light. It hurt but he was used to pain by now. The person ran faster and seemingly up at an angle for a moment then he felt his body being handed off to some one else.

"Take him to the infirmary I will being our departure." the familar voice ordered.

Though he could not see it he was sure his new carrier had nodded before walking towards the infirmary. Where he was laid on a cool soft bed, not like the cold sheet of metal he was strapped to earlier, he was already feeling some of his muscles begin to relax.

"You will be alright. Your will is strong and your spirit still with us. You will make a full recovery with time." Another familar feminine voice said before he felt a warm wave of what could only be a Curaga course through him. It felt nice and it helped him ease into sleep.

END CHAPTER

A.N. I guess if I get reviews I will write more but for now the chapters will be short.