HI EVERYBODY!

This is actually the first fan fic I've ever written (not Mirror Image), but its been sitting around ding nothing since...the beginning of last year? Or maybe it was the year before that?

Anyway, it's been sitting here for a long time so I decided to post it.

I wrote this fic for my little sis, who is a complete nut about this pairing. So without further a due..... *drum roll*

THE FIRST CHAPTER!!!!!!!

~Chapter 1~

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

Eve listened to the clock as it counted the seconds that ticked by. She had lost track of how long she had been sitting there.

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

The room was silent except for the clock and her breathing. She could faintly hear his slow, steady breathing. She wanted so badly for him to wake up. Eve hated being in the hospital. It always meant that someone close to her had gotten hurt, and this time was no exception.

She looked at the figure in the bed next to her. He was paler than normal. His head, right shoulder, and chest were covered in bandages. There was an IV stuck into his right arm. His chest rose and fell to his even breaths.

"Please wake up…" she whispered, even though she knew he couldn't hear her.

She looked at him a moment longer before directing her gaze to the window. It was a clear night and the moon was full. Its light illuminated the room, even though there were no lights on. The stars winked at her, and she wonders how they can be so carefree at a time like this.

Everything was her fault. He got hurt taking a blow that was meant for her. If only she had never suggested taking the bounty. None of this would have happened. She couldn't bear the fact that he was lying in a hospital bed because she had messed up.

She got up from her chair and walked over to the window. She opened it and felt the night air rush into her face. The breeze erased the hospital's scent from her nose. She left the window open long enough for the fresh air to fill the room, then she closed it and slowly walked back to her chair.

Eve sat back in her chair and resumed watching him. She felt her eyelids droop and forced them open. She was exhausted, and she knew it. But she refused to fall asleep until he woke up and she knew he was okay. She glanced at the clock.

12:30 am.

She sighed. She had already been in the hospital for hours, and she had a feeling she was going to be here a lot longer.

Her eyes fell on the sleeping figure again. His face looked so peaceful. She reached over and gently brushed his hair out of his face. Eve let her finger tips brush his cheek, letting her hand linger there for a moment.

She sighed in relief. However pale he may be, at least he didn't have a fever.

She pulled back her hand and leaned back in her chair.

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

She kept her eyes on his face and listened to his breathing.

She felt a single tear role down her cheek. She didn't brush it away, and it fell into her lap, forming a dark spatter on her black dress.

Eve was shocked by the tear; usually she could keep a grip on her emotions.

'It's because of him…'

At this thought, she felt tears well up in her eyes. She let them fall as she whispered,

"Leon…"

Soooooooooooooooo? Thoughts? The little green button below would love listen to what you have to say, so please click it!

I don't really intend this fic to be a long one; probably only three chapters.