~Chapter 1: Something strange~
Yumiko' opened her eyes and looked up at her ceiling. The sun was peeking from the outside of her curtains and casting little annoying rays across her vision. It was time for her to get up, but she just wanted to roll over and stay in bed.
'I think…it feels like someone dropped a house on our head.' Yumie whispered inside their mind, obviously feeling the headache that was affecting them.
'Speak for yourself. I'm the good Nun of the North.' Yumiko sat up and tried to make some humour, but was rewarded with a bitter taste on her tongue and shaky legs.
'Ok…if you pass out, I'll take over. If I pass out…we both crawl back into bed, deal?' Yumie tried to make a reasonable conclusion to how this would end.
'I'm actually tempted to go on a deal with you right about now.' Yumiko clasped onto the bed post as she attempted to stand, finding a little strength left in her body.
'Just to the shower,' she kept repeating in her head, 'just have a shower and you'll feel better.'
She laid her head against the cool surface of the wood and shut her eyes, trying to remember when she's started to feel sick. She'd felt fine yesterday and retraced in her mind when she could have begun to feel sick.
~yesterday evening~
"Fiore, be careful!" Angelo called out from across the lab, standing up as he watched the event unfold.
"Wha-AHHHH!" Yumiko turned to the side, trying to see past the large stack of books she was holding, only to trip over the vine which had accidentally reached out in front of her to get something.
The books fell out of her hands and papers scattered around the air, obscuring her view from Angelo. He heard a small yelp of pain and a bang, followed by the thud of what he took was Yumiko impacting with the floor.
"Fiore? Are you alright?" He almost leapt over his table, all his vines retreating and making way for him as he ran to her side.
He watched her sit up, a deep frown on her face and watery eyes looking up at him as she held her head in her hands.
"I bumped my head." She sniffed away some tears, not wanting to seem to girly. But even Yumie was going 'ow, ow, ow!' inside their head.
"Oh…oh fiore." Angelo got down on his knees and carefully pulled Yumiko onto his lap, pulling her into a deep cuddle and planting small kisses on the top of her head. She buried her face into his neck, the throbbing having died down and the pain not so bad anymore, so she just enjoyed the feel of his arms around her and his lips on her head.
"Oh fiore. You should definetely spend the night. I'd nurse you back to health. And I promise to be gentle with you." He chuckled and blushed at how cheeky he sounded.
Yumiko shifted and he couldn't see her face as she turned from him.
"Urm-no! No, we…we can't. You have to get on with work and…and I promised I'd help Kat tomorrow so I have to be up early. My head is fine really."
Yumiko didn't like lying through her teeth. She had to pull away from him because she was praying she wouldn't embarrass herself and him by jumping him and begging for him not to be gentle. She felt that it was all due to Yumie' bad influence, but she didn't want to question on it since her sister was currently asleep and not conscience inside her mind.
Yumiko had left in a hurry, making an excuse that she actually forgot something with Kat. She gave Angelo a chaste kiss, all the while praying in her mind and reciting her hail mary'.
It was enough that she and Angelo were together out of wedlock, but she'd always promised to love him as her husband in the eyes of God. The images she got in her head were DEFINETELY not suitable for the eyes of God.
She'd rushed over to her sister' kitchen, glad she wasn't interrupting another meeting between Alex and Kat and explained the situation.
Kat had just grinned and said.
"Don't worry. Everything will come together in the end."
Yumiko' eyes flickered open.
It was after speaking to Kat she began to feel a little light headed and actually gone ahead with an early night.
She took a few deep breaths and walked herself to the bathroom, using the strength she knew her body had.
"I thought I wasn't supposed to get sick? Argsch, stupid…stupid sickness." She mumbled and leant against the wall to her bathroom, staring at the shower.
She couldn't think logically and her mind was spinning along with her vision.
'Prepare yourself.'
They both felt her body give way as blackness pulled over them. They however fell backwards, away from the tub and onto the soft rug that lay in the bathroom so no serious injury would come to them.
A short while later…
Angelo checked his watch again, his fingers tapping as his eyes watched the door.
"She's never late…maybe she's waiting for me to go to her." He pushed himself off the chair and scrambled towards the door.
Yumiko was over half an hour late and he was starting to worry. He worried mostly that he'd forgotten to meet her, hoping she'd forgive him.
Just as his hand reached the door, he felt an unusual edge come over him and he froze.
He just caught the rubble outside, the noise distinctly like a scuffle, when the door in front burst open and Angelo was bundled onto the floor.
He was knocked onto his back, his head not receiving much impact luckily, but there was a distinct heavy weight on him.
He looked up and gasped at what he saw.
"Fi-fiore?"
The only reply he received was a deep, dark growl.
