A/N: Bwaha! So, who saw the sequel coming?
Okay, probably a couple. Whoever the heck is sitting at their computer, saying, "I KNEW IT!"... just, shut-up. -.-
Aww, I'm only teasing! n.n; Anyway, this is the sequel to This Piece of Fabric. If you haven't read it, I recommend you go back and read that: or you won't be understanding this fic.
If anyone who knows me personally is reading this (I hope not Ame, she's not supposed to know this, but she's the only one I can actually think of...) this is a twist of thoughts that have been running through my head for a bit. I'm still trying to figure out my thoughts: why or how I'm having them. After this chapter, I'll explain things. If the fic dies, I'll unpost it or something. n.n; Who knows what's gonna happen...
Disclaimer: I don't own anything somebody else does.
Note: This takes place after everyone returns from destroying Mithos and such. And Zelos is alive, blahblahblah. (I'm not sure of his relevance though... XD; )
Roulette
Chapter 1
I found myself awake this morning
Wondering what today would bring
Fortune or misfortune
Let the roulette spin
It seemed like I had barely gotten enough sleep. Yawning, I peered over to the figure standing by the bedside. "Lloyd, it's time to go to school."
"Yeah, yeah..." I stripped the covers from the bed and rolled off gently onto my feet, where I stood a few moments and looked into the intruder eyes. "Maybe I could sleep a little longer and you could fly me to school... Kratos?"
He heaved a sigh. "Just get ready for school." I exchanged my nightshirt for a black shirt, and hopped out the door while slipping on blue pants and grabbed the bag Kratos held out for me.
"Sure you don't want to?"
"Lloyd, I'm not using my powers to get you out of your responsibilities."
"It's not responsibility, it's... oppurtunity," I replied sassily, diving into my boots and walking fast-paced while conversing with my father.
"Somebody's gotten an attitude..."
"I just woke up, sue me. See ya when I get back!" My walk turned into a fullspeed run, carelessly and clumsily jumping (or tripping) over obstacles, such as rocks, branches, and bushes.
Maybe I'll get lucky
Maybe I'll lose it all
Who knows? I'll sit back
And watch the rolling ball
I was intrigued by the new novel Raine had lent me, when I heard the door bust open. "Sorry I'm late!" the perpertrator's voice called.
"You're not late," I laughed, "you're kinda early."
"Say wha?" I looked to see Lloyd's face: gaping and shocked. "Oh, dammit! Kratos sent me early!" He pouted before sitting next to me, and I closed my book. "So, Genis, whatcha reading?"
"Ah, something you'd never understand," I replied, smiling. "Too much vocabulary for ya."
"Oh, haha, very funny," he snorted. But I did find it quite funny. "So, how have ya been doing?"
"Um, Lloyd, you saw me yesterday." I blinked.
"Yeah, but I mean since yesterday." Cocking my head, I gave a short, "I've been fine," and repeated the question back. I was ready for the long list of things he did. "Well, you see, Kratos... er, Dad has sort of been a pain, going on about responsibilities and stuff once he goes to Derris Kharlan. But really, does he need to exaggerate it so much? And not to mention that once again I spent a boring evening at home, doing nothing but sitting in my bed and thinking and stuff." Wow, that was shorter than usual. "Not to mention I miss Colette..." Oh no, here we go...
"Lloyd, Colette's fine! She's just got a cold, that's all."
"I know, but I can't help it..." Raine walked in as he continued. "And I can't stop thinking about her too."
"Not to butt in," Raine said, pointing to the new swarm of students, "but our class is starting."
"Yes professor," we said in unison, smiling innocently.
She started on about math, which I quickly tuned out (seeing as how I knew most of this stuff anyhow,) and gave my thoughts room to think upon more important matters, such as Lloyd. Ever since he and Zelos had that... fight thing, he'd changed his way of thinking a little, and grew fonder of Colette. And... well... they were dating. Which still sort of boggled my mind, I mean, they were the perfect pair, but I couldn't help but be jealous. I recently turned thirteen, and my hormones were taking me for a joy ride or something. Hearing Lloyd talk about Colette sort of tweaked me some, but sometimes I laughed. I admired Lloyd, he was brave. And I admired his intelligence: sure, he wasn't academically smart, and even totally common sense smart, but he had a knack for figuring through stuff. I could listen to a lesson and pick things up, but I always had my thoughts laid out on paper or through lecture. And that was just one of the things I admired... "Genis!"
It took me a few moments before the voice sunk in. I stared straight at Raine before giving a "huh?" which produced laughter. "I said, what does X equal?" She pointed her chalk to the board.
"Oh, it's..." I stalled while numbers were punched into calculations through my head. "Oh, it's the negative or positive square root of 5 minus 4."
"Correct." She nodded before talking again. Again, I cleared my head of her, and questioned how I had gotten onto the topic of my admirations of Lloyd. I heard a "smooth Genis," come from the boy himself, but I chose to ignore it as if I didn't hear him.
Spin, spin, spin
Spinning like a top
I know what I wanna see
When the roulette finally stops
After class, I didn't even get a chance to say hi to Lloyd before he zoomed out the door after Colette, most expectantly, of course. I buried myself into the novel again, but quickly set it down, out of pure unattachment and lack of attention. My mind was still focused to Lloyd. Always back to him...
It seemed unfair. Why did Lloyd's hormones have to take over him now? I rested my chin in the palms of my hands, lost in a reverie. I needed him now probably more than ever: everyone else had gone back to their hometowns and such, and it felt sort of... empty. And I felt unloved. I wanted to be held, and told that everything was okay. That I'd never been betrayed, that I'd never been hurt by someone that I thought I had loved... but Lloyd was so busy on other matters that he never noticed. Which was... okay, I guess, I'd rather him be happy with Colette: they were meant for each other. But, I couldn't help feeling how I did, and tears fell down my cheeks. Realizing that my sister may have been around, I looked up and did a full room check: I was alone. Folding my arms onto the desk, they were like two pillows, where I sat and cried. My heart hurt so badly.
I slowly lifted my head back up, and regained consciousness. Where was my bed? As I looked around, the chalkboards and desks reminded me that I had never left the classroom. But it was pitch black: how long had I been here?
Drowzily, I sat back up and grabbed my schoolbooks, heading for home, which wasn't far away, luckily. Nobody had even come for me, and I had to be here for a few hours. Gee, I felt so loved.
When I walked into the door, Raine's arms and head were sprawled onto the kitchen table. Perhaps she had fallen asleep as well, which explains why she hadn't come for me. I stumbled over tiredly and nudged her shoulder slightly, arousing her from her sleep. "Huh? Genis, what time is it?" Her sentence was slurred and barely understandable.
"I dunno, I just got home," I said back, probably just as slurred.
"Ah, I guess we should get some sleep for tomorrow then." She stood up to leave when she looked at me. "Genis? Why aren't you..."
"Raine..."
"Yeah?"
My thoughts weren't strong enough to make another clear sentence. "I'm just going to sleep right here." I collasped into the chair that she had pulled out. I was about to tell her that I was hurting: but maybe it was just best if I kept my mouth shut. And besides, I couldn't stay awake another moment. What was left of my train of thought was swept away into an ocean of dreams.
My impatience is killing me
I want to see my prize now
But the roulette keeps spinning
'round and 'round and 'round
And the character positions have been switched for this fic. Just try to guess who's who. Although, I realized that somehow, some of the personalities got mixed in a part or two. n.n;
By the way, flames will be hated extremely. You're completely stupid to flame this because it's shonen-ai: if anything, it's anti-shonen-ai. Not to say I don't support, but this is a more delicate piece. Actually, ya know, flamers are stupid altogether. Don't support? Shut yer dang mouth and go away. But... flames will be used in my flamethrower to destroy... erm... things... HAHAHA! X3 And to warm my bed... .o.o.