It was hard to believe I was currently sitting in the mansion in Meltokio of the Chosen. However when I was, I was bleeding from the head and angry. Never in my life could I have imagined this day would come. I had not much faith in the Church, but Martel be damned if I wasn't going to exploit this for all it was worth. Fucking Chosen. Fucking hords of girls after him. What was with them anyways? Why throw rocks at an innocent civilian? Trying to mask the pain I was in, I was looking around the room. The mansion was huge on the inside. Must have a lot of money to waste. Well that should have been obvious. But boy oh boy if I could have gotten out of this situation without a problem, I would have. Let's just say it hasn't been a good day.
XxxxxX
Minding my own business, walking home from my job at the shop, I was passing by the stairs that lead towards the castle. I looked up, seeing all the women dressed all fancy and noble-like. Blah to them, I was going home to the slums. I am not rich. I had only moved to Meltokio because my parents thought it would be a good idea to try to live on my own for a while. Tired of giving their child a decent living? Who knows?
As I passed by the steps, I decided to take a long walk and maybe get a glimpse of the castle. I hadn't quite gotten to see it yet, having only gotten a job a few days previous. As I accended the steps, I could hear a rush of shouting. It sounded like chickens. Only to suddenly see a horde of women gawking. I looked nothing like them, mind you. I was dressed like a normal clerk. And most people in this city didn't treat us so nice to begin with. So I sighed and, with curiousity getting the better of me, decided to check out what the women were doing.
I neared them, and suddenly a scream was emitted from one of them. A gentleman, red long hair and a red jacket had just blown a kiss to the girl in question and she had fainted into the women behind her, who comedically dropped her to the ground. I smirked. This is it? Really?
Shaking my head, I turned around, hoping to not get anymore involved than I already had. But I heard a voice and my heart dropped into my stomach.
"Excuse me, hunny." I could hear the man's voice and the girls went dead silent. I turned around and he was eyeing me up and down.
"Who me?" I asked coyly. I was scared at the daggers that were being glared at me at this point.
"I haven't seen you around before. And I know every single girl in this city." He laughed lightly, walking over to me. His stride was slow and he came within an inch of my face. "Who might you be, my beautiful blossom?"
Without thinking, my hands flew out before my and I shoved him back, panicking. The girls all gasped in shock.
"Y-you shouldn't get so close to someone like that!" I said, my face now feeling hot. The women were really getting mad at me now.
One who obviously was wearing a powder wig walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder delicately. "Let's just go, Master Zelos." Her voice was so obnoxious, it hurt to listen to.
"Now, now, ladies." He said, brushing her hand off. The girl looked so offended, and that made me chuckle.
"What's so funny, you insect?" She glared at me with a look of death in her eyes.
"You got super rejected." I started to giggle. The gentleman, this Zelos, started to laugh slightly too. At this point, the look on the women's faces were full of confusion. I had closed my eyes for maybe a second, and suddenly, I felt something hit me in the head, right above my temple. When i opened my eyes, i could see a rather large rock land at the girl in front of me. I reached my hand up, and I felt a damp stickiness that I was hoping I wouldn't feel. Blood...
That fucking women just pelted a rock at me from a distance of maybe a foot. Where she got a rock, I wouldn't be able to tell you. But the look on Zelo's face was that of pure shock.
"Where do you get off, you brat?" was all she could say when she saw the look on Zelo's face. I couldn't take it anymore and turned around and started running. Down the steps and towards the slums. I couldn't cry, I was more angry. As I slowed down, my breathing did too. Fucking guy. Fucking girls. Where did THEY get off?
As I started calming down, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I quickly turned to see the redheaded man looking at me with big eyes. He must have thought I was gonna shove him again or something because the moment I turned, he took a step back.
"I am so sorry, hunny." He walked towards me, touching my head with his gloved hand. I turned my head, feeling the tears now about to come. "My home is up the stairs, at least allow me to help clean off that wound."
XxxxxX
So here I sit. I could feel the blood now caking on my cheek. I was so frustrated. This man, when he was walking me to his house, came out and told me he's the Chosen of Regeneration. I could have just slapped him right then and there. But I knew that he wasn't trying to be a dick at this point. He seriously seemed like he wanted to help.
His butler, I assume, came into the room and handed me a cup. "It's the finest tea in the house, the Master wanted me to bring you something while he is grabbing a gauze pad and bandages."
Wow, the Chosen himself was grabbing bandages instead of having his butler do it? What a gentleman (sarcasm not included). I sipped the tea, no sugar or anything, I really didn't need it. As I finished the cup, the Chosen returned. He came over to me and I set the cup down gently so it wouldn't click against the table. He had a few things in his hands, a towel and then the gauze and bandages, and a bottle of what seemed like disinfectant. He quickly and silently went to work cleaning and bandaging me up. I shut my eyes at the sting of the disinfectant. He flinched at the same time I did.
"Sorry." He went slower and more gentle. "I am not really good at this."
"You could have had your butler do it then." It came out much harsher than It should have. He looked slightly hurt by that. Quickly I recoiled. "Sorry, its not you, I just didn't think I would get hit in the head ever."
"I didn't expect that to happen either." He gently placed the gauze pad against my head. "They usually don't get that rowdy."
"Rowdy?" I was shocked by his choice of words. "I'd call it malicious."
"Maybe that is a better word." He said.
I sighed as he finished putting the bandages on my head. "I hope it doesn't happen to anyone else. The Chosen deserves a better group of people to be around."
He stopped bandaging, looking me in the eye before catching himself staring and getting back to work.
"All done." he said, standing up to look at me again. "I suggest buying some medicine to make sure it heals up nicely."
I felt the bandages. Tight enough for me I suppose.
"Not bad, did you ever consider being a doctor?" I asked, smiling a little.
He turned his head to the side. "A smile? That looks so much nicer on you."
I felt my cheeks go red at that. He was weird to make me even blush. I had no interest in this man. He was already quite preoccupied as I could see previously.
"Can I do anything else for you?" He asked, coming back over to me and kneeling down before me. "Anything at all, just name it and I'll have it done."
Right on point, I could hear my stomach growling. It was late and I had barely eaten today. The Chosen chuckled. "I assume a meal would suffice too. I'll have my butler cook up something good for you. Maybe we can talk a little bit." He winked at me.
This guy was an idiot, but he didn't seem as bad as I thought. He wasn't mean, maybe a little bit of a player, but at least he was going out of his way to make me feel better. I guess he kinda did owe me something for what those girls did to me. He held his hand out to me and took me away.
XxxxX
We talked for a long time that night. He was telling me about his life as a Chosen, his job, his work, and his future. I knew very little about the Chosen's lifestyle. I never thought I would actually meet him, and I wasn't much of a believer. So talking to this person about this, made me wonder a lot of things.
"So hunny..." He looked at me, putting his fork down and placing his hands under his chin. "Tell me about you. Now that you know about me."
I did the same, placing my fork down on the plate. The food was good, but now I was worried about what he would think of me. "Well...I just moved here. I was living with my parents for a while, but they kinda kicked me out of the house. So I am living in the slums in a tiny apartment and working at the general store on the other side of the city."
I had been looking into my lap the whole time. I felt embarassed by telling him all of this. I must have been because I didn't live a lavish life like he did. I was just a normal girl. Not really going anywhere, just trying to exist.
When I looked back up at him, he was smiling a devilish smile at me. I was confused. Was he...mocking me?
"I wish I could live a normal life." He started playing with the fork on his plate. "I envy you."
"You're joking right?" I laughed at the irony of the situation. "You're rich, you live a great life, you are loved by many."
"Well, I could be honest with you right now, its not how it looks." He looked me in the eye. "But honestly, I don't want to get my heart broken either way."
His heart? Broken? What in the world? Where did this come up?
"Are you...ok?" I paused. "Seriously, I won't spill any secrets if you need to vent something. I have no reason to."
He closed his eyes, breathed out. And with that, he laid at lot on the table. About his mother, his father, his father's mistress, and his half-sister Seles, who apparently would make a much better Chosen then him. I sat there in shock, listening to him pour his heart out in front of me. After a few minutes of continuous talking, and what I feared would be tears, he took a breath and looked me in the eyes, I could see them filled with shame, and distress.
"Zelos...I..." I couldn't find the words to say. He truly wasn't perfect. His life wasn't fully together. And he laid this out to a stranger.
"You don't need to say anything. But if you do say anything, I will have to find you and you will disappear." He said it so seriously, but no one would be able to make me say anything. Not 100 girls with 200 rocks.
"Can I...do anything for you?" I felt myself ask without really knowing why I did. He chuckled.
"Just know. You're the only one I have told any of this to. I wouldn't want it ruining my squeaky clean exterior, you know?"
I just nodded. In that moment, I felt he needed someone, something to hold onto. I slowly got out of my chair and walked around the table behind him. He stared at me with a confused glance as I put my arms around his shoulders and hugged him gently from the neck. I buried my head in his hair, and took in his very masculine scent of something could have described as something a boyfriend would wear to let his girlfriend know she was his. He froze, but in a moment, his hands came to my arms and he just hugged back, leaning his forehead against my arm. This I could tell is what he needed and wanted the whole time I was here. Because he just melted into me.
I stood, looking at him with a deep look. "I won't let you suffer." I couldn't believe the bold words that came from my mouth. I had never spoken with such intent to any man.
Smiling, he looked at me. "Quite a devilish little lady, aren't you?"
"Devilish?" I questioned, unsure of what he meant.
"Trying to make me feel things I am not use to feeling." He placed a hand on my mine. "Have you ever even had a boyfriend?"
My cheeks went red. Where was he going with this? We had only met a few hours ago. Was this his way of showing affection? It was a strange way at that. "No..I haven't."
He stood up and just smiled at me, looking like he held a dark secret. "With your luck, you just might get one."