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So, I've wanted to do this for a while and despite the fact that I have many stories unfinished I decided to do this. I'm not sure, but I think that this story is the first of its kind plot wise…which means what happened to Tor-Tor.
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AN: This is a wicked, wonderful, and wacky muse that came to me, so that's my explanation for this.
ANN: This chapter was beautifully betafied by Neon765, thank you!
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Cold…
Why was it so cold?
Turning the handle, more hot water flowed down her back as she leaned against the wall. Her skin burned, yet it was so cold. Freezing, like heat would never reach her, never to be warm again.
Numb, she willed herself to wash her bruising body.
It had been hours since she had sent Kira away, insisting that she was fine, but…she wasn't. No many how many times she had tried to tell herself otherwise during the pain filled hours afterwards, it had happened and she was not okay. A shell might be the appropriate word for her body, as it went through the stages it did almost every day.
She wasn't thinking; habit drove her movements.
Wash, lather…
Then one final rinse of cold, boiling, water.
A thought could bring it all back and there was nothing more that she wanted to avoid.
A fogged reflection greeted her, as did the black marks seemingly tattooed on her arms and chest. Her eyes didn't look down as she dried herself gingerly, not wanting to remember. Soft cotton still hurt as it rubbed against her skin, as her slow walk led to the bedroom.
Discarding the towel, blue undergarments came next. A set was missing, but she didn't want to think about it. Never. Hissing in pain as jeans gripped her thighs, the ones painted black and blue, a long sleeve shirt finished the outfit. No, there was still a sweatshirt…then everything was covered, nothing showed. Maybe with the fabric she would be warm instead of cold, so cold.
Slipping her morpher on with care, she combed her hair before braiding it. Looking in the mirror, a fake smile graced her face.
She looked normal.
Perhaps a bit overdressed for the warm day, but…
Like nothing had happened.
The others wouldn't know the difference…
Grabbing her keys, the door was locked before she climbed into the van. She had to pick them up before going to Ninja Ops, well there might be a bit of skateboarding or motocross before they got there; the dysfunctional schedule that was always followed.
You can do this, she thought, even though everything around her screamed no. She was going to be around the guys, the ones who fought side by side with her and yet she wasn't sure she could do it. Being around them scared her, even if she knew there was no reason for the fear.
What if it all came back?
She took a deep breath.
Just get through the day, one day.
No one would know, no one could know and no one would ever find out…
…which is just how she wanted it.
Something had changed.
A smile was still there, gracing her face.
But something was different.
Maybe it was her eyes, the way they sighed when the rest of her was grinning. After so long, it had only taken him moments after taking the front seat to notice. For some reason, one that he was going to find out, she was faking the image that he was seeing.
Everything showed classic Tori, except those eyes.
Blue orbs which screamed that nothing was right, that something was terribly wrong.
His previous grin had been wiped away as he stared at her.
She noticed this "What is it Shane? Do I have something on my shirt?"
Another thing, she was wearing a sweatshirt. This was fine, except that it was at least eighty outside. It was summer and he was sweating in a short sleeve shirt, what was going on? Maybe she was sick, that was a legitimate reason, but she didn't look sick. No stuffy nose or coughing or unnatural blush in her cheeks, that couldn't be the reason.
"Why are you wearing that?" He thumbed at the grey hoodie
"I'm cold"
What? How could she be cold, with a heat wave settling over Blue Bay? She never seemed like the coldblooded type, maybe she was sick. But that wasn't it, her body language just seemed so sad.
"How can you be cold?"
"I just am"
That proved it, something was wrong.
"Sorry about being late dudes!"
He turned to connect eyes with Dustin, who instantly caught on to the silence filling the van. With one look it was obvious that he knew something was also wrong. They both turned to look at her, her fake smile seeming to falter a bit.
"Tori, something wrong?" The yellow asked as small panic signals started coming off both of them.
The two of them had been friends with Tori since…forever. If something was going on, if something was bothering her; then they were going to find out and make it all better. She was always there for them and in return they did the same no matter what.
"No, why do you ask?" The wheels beneath them started turning as the earth ninja caught his gaze again.
She was lying to them, but why? Tori never lied, the few times she did there was a good reason, which again raised the question of…
Why would, after everything, she not tell them; what was going on?
"No reason" He replied before the conversation took a turn for how they hoped Sensei wouldn't make them do a five mile run.
With Dustin still looking at him, he nodded.
Something had changed
She wasn't herself.
Something was wrong.
They were going to find out why…
…no matter what.
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