Hey everyone, Savvyshipper here!... with a 2-shot. Basically it's my brothers birthday today so there isn't enough time to finish this before he gets home. Which is like in 5 minutes so I can't get up and rant on my soapbox about life in general (lucky for you guys). So yes I love you guys and no this won't be the only update this month (I got some fun stuff planned;) I love you all and I hope you all have a wonderful holiday (especially to those who live up north with all the freezing cold weather cause that has to really suck (70 here. Jealous much?))
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~Savvyshipper
Nine and I are shoved into the Training Room's closet. Sarah and John smile at us mischievously, and Eight calls out "It's for the best" as they shut the door. The key clicks, locking the door, and we are engulfed into complete darkness. Crap. I'm stuck in a very small enclosed space with Nine. Which is not good, especially since we've been fighting. Practically since the moment we arrived at Nine's penthouse. Mostly because hes a pretentious asshole. And I don't do well with assholes, especially pretentious ones. It's worst because we all stay in the penthouse together. It's impossible to get away from him and his bullshit. So I call out his bullshit, and a fight usually follows.
Which begs the question; why in Lorien would they lock us in an enclosed space together?
I press myself up against the walls of the closet, trying to move as far away from Nine as humanely possible in this tiny closet. Which unfortunately, is not very far. I exhale. Okay. I can do this. I hear Nine growl. Oh shit. A loud collision sounds out from the door, the sound reverberating through the walls of the closet. "Nine?" I ask, looking into the darkness. A colorful string of curses lets me know he's still with me. I roll my eyes, even though I know he can't see me. "What were you trying to do?" I ask, hoping he'll explain what in Lorien he was trying to do. He grunts. "Trying to bust the door down" He says, and he goes at it again, with more clanging as he collides with the door. He is such an idiot. "Didn't you say that all the doors are reinforced with titanium and steel?" I say, hoping he'll stop making such a racket. I feel him looking in my direction. "So you were listening after all" He laughs, and I blush. Okay, I listen to him. Sometimes. And when the information being given is important in case of attack, or other potentially threatening situations. "Yeah, they're titanium steel. Just wanted to see if I could break it'. Wow. Nine really does not like me, does he? I mean, I can understand because we don't get along ever, but I'm not that vile a person.
Nine laughs nervously."Think they'll let us out soon?" He asks. "They have to, eventually" I say, and Nine groans. "Eventually's not soon enough" He mutters. What did you just say? "Excuse me? Mind repeating what you said again? Cause that sir, is a prime example of what makes you a complete and total douche bag".He sighs, exasperated . "Oh and you're perfect. I've seen how you lead on that Sam kid. He follows you around blindly like a little puppy, completely unaware that you eat guys like him for breakfast". I swear to the Elders I'm going to kill Nine. "I do NOT lead him on!" I shout at him. Then all of a sudden he's right in front of me pressing my back into the wall. "But you don't like him" His voice is quiet, and he doesn't speak like it's a question. He states it as it is. A cold, hard, fact. "We're in the middle of a war" I protest halfheartedly, knowing that he's right. But how in Lorien did he notice? "You're going to have to tell him that you don't feel for him someday" Nine says quietly, no malice in his voice. "I can't" I whisper. His fist hits the wall beside my head in anger. "Why not?" He asks angrily. "Because I don't want to hurt him" I say, my voice smaller than I wanted it to be. I can feel him exhale in my ear, his breath warm in my ear.
And then he's gone, his weight isn't pressing against me anymore. I can start breathing normally again, thank the Elders. He starts ramming the doors again. What in Lorien is wrong with Nine? He's breathing heavily, but he doesn't stop to rest. "Nine, they'll open it when they open it" I say, trying to grab at him, to stop him from hurting himself. I miss, and he hits the door again. "Nine, stop it. You're going to hurt yourself" I try again, only to be ignored. Ugh. He never listens to me, does he? Nine's starting to hyperventilate and hes pacing in the closet. "Let us out" I holler, hoping one of the others will take pity on us and let us out. "Gotta get out" Nine grunts, slamming his shoulder against the door again. He stops, and curses. I reach out to him, trying to latch onto him in the dark.
I grab onto his shirt, and he startles violently. "Nine, Nine its okay. It's just me" I say. I can see the whites of Nines eyes at me as he stares at me in fear. He calms down somewhat, but his breathing is still ragged. Then I'm hit by a realization.
"Nine, are you afraid of the dark?"