I know, this the shortest chapter in history. Still, I think this little bit is needed before I can give the rest of the story, so enjoy!
Once again, I don't own Loveless. :)
(By the way, though no one seems to mind, I'll mention that I honestly have no idea whether or not Kio really does paint. The manga never shows him painting, however it never states directly that he does not paint, so I made him do some. ^_^)
Chapter 2: I Wonder
Everything's dark.. I can't see anything. Where is this? Where am I?
His mind seemed slowed down, unable to understand what was going on. Something had happened, he knew that much, but he couldn't name it. He was missing something, had lost something.. or was it someone?
Stop it! I don't to remember, not yet. Please..
And yet, his mind was clearing, his senses waking up. He kept his eyes tightly shut.
He countered a new question, not realizing at first how much it could hurt.
Where's Youji? As he searched for the answer, the boy stumbled upon the knowledge he'd wished never to find again.
Youji.
Once more, the tears began to flow.
"No way. Don't start that again!"
Someone nearby gave a groan and smacked Natsuo on the head. Startled, he let his eyes fly open. Wide.
An annoyed/puzzled-looking boy leaned over him, his hair falling onto Natsuo's face.
"Huh?" Natsuo stared blankly, not sure whether he was hallucinating or dead.
That unmistakable shade of aquamarine. Unique voice. A face like no other.
"Youji?"
Yamato yawned boredly while playing with Kouya's hair, trying in vain to force the other girl's short locks into tiny braids. Once more, her fighter had found an 'interesting' book and was totally engrossed. Usually she wouldn't have minded, but it had been hours since the last exciting event. Also, they were both still healing up from their earlier self-inflicted injuries. Kouya would never complain, even if she could've felt the pain, so Yamato did all the complaining for both of them. It was annoying that, once in a while, little bits of pain and temperature-sensitivity would penetrate her now near-constant barrier of numbness. But her Zero qualities were improving as she came closer to full recovery, so she didn't care too much.
"Kouya" Yamato poked the black-haired sentouki. Kouya's eyes flicked to her face, then back to the page.
"Let me finish this chapter." and her gaze resumed its journey down the word-covered paper.
"Did we kill him?" She asked six minute later. A long silence ensued.
Kouya shrugged. "No, I don't think so. Why?"
"Just curious. Sometimes I wonder what happened after we left. That curly-haired kid seemed pretty upset." Yamato bit her lip. "I know we were mad, but shouldn't we have waited to ask Nagisa-sensei?" There was no answer.
"Let's return, Kouya. I'd like to see how it ended."
That's it. I told you it was short. :P Gomennasai, but hopefully I'll be able to upload the next chapter soon! I hope you liked!
Thanks so much to Kinbaku-bi Romance, promocat, and Rimahikofan for the reviews! Hugs to all of you.
Until next chapter!