A/N: Ohmigod you guys… IT'S A SEQUEL!!!! Yes, that's right, Freesia's BACK!!!
Freesia: Whoo-hoo!!!
Me: Lol! I hope you guys like it…
Freesia: Worry wart…
Me: -Throws brick at head-
Freesia: Hey! You promised not to do that anymore!
Me: I take it back.
Freesia: But… but…
Me: R&R, lovies!!
~Disclaimer~ I don't own anything, you weirdos. So take a deep breath and make your face turn back to its original color.
The Quest for a Hero… AGAIN.
Chapter 1- Where They are Now
It was a quiet day in the apartments… no noise, no lights, just peaceful darkness.
That was what he was… Darkness… My sweet darkness…
An alarm suddenly went off and was silenced quickly by a thin arm, then a forlorn sigh…
"Oh gods, what day is it?" muttered a hoarse voice under the blankets.
There, sitting in a chair reading a book with glasses resting on the ridge of his nose, sat a seventeen year-old Sebastian Acer, flipping the page.
"Today is Friday," he responded, tearing his eyes away from the book. "The last day of our senior year in high school."
There came an unhappy groan from under the sheets. "Can I skip it then?"
"No," objected Sebastian, "you've waited for this day since last month. You even scheduled for the hair salon appointment. You need to get your hair done, you need a manicure and you need to pick up your dress from the cleaners."
There came another loud groan.
"Since when were you such a sadist?"
Sebastian cracked a grin. "Since you begged me to be your room-mate."
There came a loud scoff. "My first mistake." The thick covers moved slightly and fell back down in a heap.
"What time is the appointment?"
Sebastian looked at the clock. "It's in a half an hour. You have two minutes to look your best before I drag you out of here."
A messy bed-head soon popped out from underneath the covers and squinted from the dim lights.
"I hate you."
"I know you do, but then again, that's why I'm here," replied Sebastian, picking up his book and leaving the room.
The girl rolled out of bed, slamming her head on wooden flooring hard and waking up immeadiatley from the coldness of it.
He was never cold… He was all warmth… My warmth.
The girl went into the bathroom and brushed out her knotted hair.
She changed into jeans and a tank top and grabbed her robes for senior year graduation.
She left the room and walked into the other room, grabbing her sandals and heading to Seb's room.
"Seb?" she called.
"Yeah?" called a voice from the kitchen.
The girl, surprised turned to see him setting a piece of toast on the counter.
"Come on," said Sebastian in a tire tone, "you have to eat sometime in your life."
"I'm eighteen years old, Seb," sighed the girl, "I don't need to eat food."
Sebastian rolled his eyes and sighed back a 'whatever'. Together, they left the apartments and walked down to the car.
"Well that took forever!" the girl sighed in impatience, finally sitting inside of the small car she owned.
"Your fault, you chose the expensive and profession places," Seb said, reading the news paper next to her.
The girl scoffed and rolled her eyes, flicking her curled bangs behind her ear. "Whatever, I just thank God that my toes didn't take that long… What time does the ceremony start?"
Sebastian checked his watch. "It's at two-thirty, and right now its twelve forty-five. Think you can make it?"
The girl rolled her eyes. "I'll go to the cleaners, get in my dress put on the high-heels, then the robes and I'll be ready," the girl eyes her room-mate. "Aren't you gonna go anywhere special?"
Sebastian looked to her. "I just need to go to the cleaners right now. But first, I had to take care of you."
"You evil bastard."
"You know it, not me. Shall we be going?" he asked in a dull tone.
The girl pulled her car out of the lot and drove down to the dry cleaners right across from where they lived.
Together, they exited the car and entered the cleaners, seeing the lady at the counter smile at them.
"Thank goodness you're here early. This place is packed with clothes!"
"Do you have the dress?" asked the girl politely.
"And the tux!" interrupted Sebastian as the lady went back to get their things.
They sat in a moment of silence and minutes later she came back.
"Here's a tux for the sir and the dress for the lady, that'll be twenty bucks please," the lady said pleasantly.
They left the cleaners and headed home, going into their separate rooms and pulling on their clothes.
The came out at the exact same time and lost their air at the sight of each other.
"You look stunning," complimented Sebastian.
The girl blushed. "So do you…"
"You didn't need to be zipped up?" he asked.
"Huh? Oh, no… It was easy."
"Well… We have five minutes till the ceremony starts… Are you ready to go?" asked Sebastian.
The girl flicked her curled bang aside again and frowned as it fell on her face again. "Ready when you are, champ."
Sebastian sighed and pulled a bobby pin out of his pocket and pinned the girl's bang up.
"Okay, now we can go."
They stepped out of the car and sat in their assigned seats, which was pretty far from each other- but neither of them minded. They weren't together, they were close friends.
Well, maybe I should explain from the beginning-
They were together, but he cheated and she moved on and they landed together, in the same apartment. Even though her parents objected and her brother swore to her that he'd never speak to her again, she still went to Sebastian.
This girl… This boy…
They each had one thing in common that they could not understand.
"And here to make a speech for us is Freesia Strike!"
The crowd began to cheer in favorism and love as Freesia- who was grateful that Sebastian had given her that bobby pin- stepped onto the stage and behind the tall podium.
Thank goddesses for high heels.
"Thank you guys, really, you don't have to do that," she said in a modest tone, trying to calm the audience. The teachers shuffled uncomfortably, wanting to smack every kid in their aisle that wasn't keeping to themselves.
After a moment or two, they quieted and Freesia cleared her throat, shaking slightly at being in front of a crowd.
"Now, I know I'm not any genius, but you all are. And I'm glad that I got to work with all of you during school. Especially since my family couldn't… well… make it…" Freesia added in a softer tone, but then brightened again, her eyes avoiding the chairs that here parents were supposed to be sitting in.
"We still love you Freesia!" called one voice.
"Yeah, we're your family!" called another.
Freesia laughed. "Thanks guys… Without you're willing support and great extra credit offers from the teachers," Freesia paused as the crowd laughed a little, "I probably wouldn't be here."
"Damn straight," called out Sebastian, cracking a grin as he punched his friend's fist behind him.
Freesia laughed and shook her head. "Still causing trouble, Seb? I thought you were over that when we reached Junior Year…"
"Nothing's changes over a year," called back Seb, just as he was supposed to for the speech.
The crowd laughed a little bit more.
"Sit down, Sebastian," laughed Freesia. "Of course, things can changeover a year. Grades can go higher, hearts can be brought to life and hearts and lives can fall into darkness… But you mustn't be forlorn! Things are always looking up as long as you wear a smile on your pretty and handsome faces. Now, I know I've been quite a mess since… well… you know…"
Freesia cast a dark glance to the chairs and saw someone unfamiliar sitting there. She straightened in fear, but wouldn't show the audience what she was staring at.
"Err, anyways. I just wanted to stand up here and yell at you for leaving me," she said in a false anger. The crowd laughed again. "I mean, come on, we're family, right? We could buy a mansion somewhere off in the middle of nowhere, get crazy jobs with people we can make fun of everyday and come home with new stories of our own."
The person shuffled in the chair while the crowd cheered.
"But I guess we can all say that to each other on facebook when we have time," added Freesia, grinning when the crowd laughed and applauded the magnificent girl in front of them. "So now, say your good-bye's, tell your last stories and I hope that one day we'll run into each other again… And thank you, guys. Love you all." Freesia broke off, tears of joy falling down her face.
The make-up freaks pulled out their mirrors in preparation to attack Freesia's face as group of guys stood in the back, holding up a colorful sign that read: "WE LOVE YOU FREESIA!!! Signed: THE LOZ NERDS!!!"
Freesia laughed and wiped away her tears as they cried out hoots and hollers from where they stood.
Freesia left the stage, wobbling nervously as people held out their hands for her to high-five as she ran down the aisle and to her designated seat.
Blue hats were all over the place.
It was over, it was done, and they were now completely finished with high school.
"Onto college, huh?" asked Seb, who approached her from behind as Freesia held onto all the bouquets parents, teachers, and fellow students had gotten her.
Freesia smiled gently until she noticed the man again in the crowd, giving her an uncomfortable smile.
Freesia pulled on Sebastian's arm and they pushed deeper into the circle of the crowd.
"What is it?" he asked, confused.
"Earlier during my speech, I saw a guy sitting in my parent's seats. And now he's following me," reported Freesia, looking around.
Seb tilted his head back in agony. "No one is following you. You thought that when he left."
A familiar mist swarmed in Freesia's eyes at the resurrection of the man she loved- but was forced apart from.
"I know it has to be one of them- he looks like he has something to tell me!" insisted Freesia in a whisper.
"Freesh," Sebastian said, taking her shoulders into his hands, "you had to go to therapy for two years since the day we left the Other World. You thought people had messages for you from there, but they all turned out negative. What makes you think that your worldly power from there- your power of knowing and luck…? What makes you think that he has a message from you?"
Freesia then saw the guy heading towards them. "Because he's heading this way right now!" she gasped.
Sebastian turned and the guy flashed a smile that contained perfect and sharp-looking teeth. "Hey," he said, his Scottish accent really coming out. "Are you Freesia Strike?"
"Yes," answered Freesia, acting like nothing was wrong.
"Uh, that was a, uhm…, a good speech earlier," he said, running a pale hand through his pitch black hair.
"Why, thank you," said Freesia, flashing an expert smile at him. "What's your name?"
The face went frustrated faster than the speed of light. "Could I actually talk to you in private before I tell you…?" the man's eyes lingered on Sebastian.
"Sorry, bud," said Sebastian in a calm voice, "but we're like a care package wrapped with silky lingerie. So if you talk to her, you talk to me too."
Freesia gave him a confused look. "Silky lingerie? What, do you jack off to that?" she whispered to him incredulously.
Seb made a face at her and the guy sighed in impatience.
"We don't have much time, so I might as well spill it in the empty parking lot."
We nodded in unison and we all walked out to the lot.
The guy leaned against my car, his hair flying in the light breeze.
"Dark Link sends this message, and a little bit of Queen Zelda too," he said.
Shock covered Freesia's face.
"Now hold on a peach-picking-minute!" snapped Sebastian. "What the hell do you think you're talking about? And how do we know of your good intentions?"
"We're in an empty lot, no cameras, no nothing. I am but a mere character from the Other World- and I was sent to tell you this message."
"What is it then?" asked Freesia, her voice a false lame tone.
"Well, the good news is that Zelda had twins and that she and Link are married. Dark is still single- faithful to you, dear one- and Link had decided to get a mansion for him."
"Well that's… nice," Freesia said, her heart stabbing itself at the sound of Dark's name.
"No, not really. You see, Link went to go check out the mansion, but the problem was that he never came out. Zelda thought he was just staying there for awhile, but it was only till then that Mario –very close friends with them- went in too and never came out."
"So what are you saying? Is this a Luigi's Mansion kind of thing?" asked Sebastian.
The guy shrugged. "I guess so. It's a lot better then silky lingerie…"
The guys made a face and Freesia snorted out a laugh as Sebastian rolled his eyes.
"So what do we do?" asked Sebastian, ignoring the last comment.
The guy held out his hand to Freesia and her hand wrapped around Sebastian's.
"What was your name again?" asked Freesia, lifting her hand up, preparing herself for the transport.
The guy grinned. "We'll cross that bridge when we have more time."
Freesia looked to Seb nervously, but he shrugged.
Do what your heart tells you, Freesia… This is your decision.
Freesia lowered her hand into his slightly cold one and they flew into a porthole.
The only thing left was the flowers, their degrees, and their blue graduation hats.
A/N: AAAAAHHHHH OMG, OMG, OMG!!! I hope you all liked it! It's the first chapter so I'm warming up to this sequel part still! LOL!!!
R&R for me?