A/N: OMG YOU GUYS I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN UPDATING. I've been so caught up in school work, it's not even funny. But I finally got this done, and I'm sorry it's so short. Next chapter won't take as long to come out, I promise.
Thank you to the wonderful people who liked, followed, and left reviews on this story. I LOVES YOU~ Anyway, here's the second chapter, and again, I promise next one won't take so long to update.
~Alley Cat
== Jake: Check for signs of life.
After he got over the initial shock of finding a battered human laying in the sand unconscious (naked no less), he automatically bent down to examine him. Hooking his hands under the boy's thin, pale arms, Jake drug him further away from the water and unto the soft, dry sand, where the tanned boy looked at him.
Jake was sure at first that he might have come across a drowned person, but as he put his cheek near the unconscious teen's nose, and used his left hand to feel for a pulse in his neck, Jake felt soft breathes against his cheek, and a steady pulse against his fingers.
Sighing in relief, he ran back to the house. Slamming the door and sprinting upstairs, he opened the door to his grandmother's room and approached her bed, shaking her awake.
"Wah...huh?" she grumbled, as he found herself shaken awake by Jake at four in the morning.
"Grandma, there's an unconscious guy outside on the sand. He's alive, I already checked, but he's pretty bashed up, and he had no clothes." Jake whispered urgently. Upon hearing 'unconscious', his grandmother sat up immediately, and said, swinging her legs off the bed, "Go and get a large towel and wrap him in it, then being him inside."
Jake nodded, and ran upstairs, fetching a large towel and running back outside to do as his grandma had said. Picking up the now wrapped teen bridal style, Jake brought him inside. There, he lay him down on his bed, and waited for Grandma Jade.
She entered the room, medical bag in hand, long hair tied back and glasses on. She placed her things down, and said without looking up, "Get some clothes for him. He must be freezing, outside during this time of year." Jake obeyed, scampering about to fetch a pair of clean boxers, one of his shirts, and long pants. Handing them to his grandma, he now sat back and watched as she worked.
She first slipped the boxers in the limp boy, to at least give him some dignity. Then, getting out alcohol and bandages, she treated the painful looking wounds on his feet and lower legs. They were clustered, and appeared to have been made by the teen's feet being drug or bashed against sharp rocks or coral. Working carefully, and pulling out any stray bits of coral, sand, or foreign bits, Grandma worked carefully until his feet and calves were cleaned and bandaged. Eyes moving over his bruises torso, she found no other injuries, she dressed him in the shirt and pants, before sighing and standing up, brushing off her hands and cleaning up.
"Watch him until he wakes up." she told Jake "Make sure he knows he's okay, and where he is. And while you're at it, maybe try and find out what happened to him, and where he came from."
Jake nodded. "Alright." He watched over the teen as he slept, and mapped at his features. Tucked under the blanket of Jake's bed, only his face and shoulders were visible. Jake studied his face.
The boy's skin was pale and smooth, and even seemed to have an unnatural yet gorgeous glow to it. His facial features were slim and soft looking, with a small blush staining his cheeks, and long blond eyelashes adorning his close eyes. His hair was spiky, pointing all in mostly one direction, and it had an almost white shade of titanium blond. His graceful-looking face curved downward in a smooth motion to his slim neck, then to his skinny shoulders. Jake's shirt hung off one shoulder, and there on that shoulder was an old, white scar.
In short, the teen was stunning, and the buck-toothed fisher couldn't help but be amazed and quite attracted to the other's almost mystical beauty.
Jake was startled out of his thoughts when his grandmother entered again, sticking her head in to say, "Come and bring a tray of food I made to him. He must be starving." She saw his face and rolled her eyes. "Don't worry, it's soup I heated up from a can and some orange soda." Pulling away her head, Jake heard her walking down the hallway and into her room.
The black haired boy did as he was asked, and stood up from his seat in a chair next to the bed. Walking to the door, he looked back one more time, before walking out to fetch the tray of food from downstairs.
== Dirk: Awaken
A bright, artificial light stung brilliant orange eyes as they opened. Dirk blinked furiously, trying to adjust to the light as he sat up. He looked at his surroundings.
Where am I? How did I get here? he thought furiously. The merman looked down.
I'm..laying in something soft and cushiony, probably some odd nest...and I have on...material? He fingered the shirt and pants. This looks like those things humans wear-
Dirk inwardly gasped. Oh god...a HUMAN found me. I'm in a human's nest, a human's home...Did they see me with my tail? No, if they had, they've had sold me out while I was still unconscious... The blond was very confused.
Let's backtrack...I was hunting a fish...I tried to save a human...I got knocked out...and..I guess I must have been tossed around in the shallows on coral and rocks, and then I washed ashore...the tide must have gone down, my fins and gills dried out, and I went into human form. Then...a human found me, and out of sheer humanly instinct-do humans have protective instincts?-took me in and treated my wounds...that all sounds about right. His revery was interrupted when the human walked into the room, the same he recognized he tried to save from drowning. He was holding a flat sheet, with two kinds of container devices on it. He smiled when he saw Dirk was awake and sitting up, and came over, placing the flat thing on a surface next to the nest-thing he was laying in.
Just my fucking luck...
"Oh good, you're awake!" The human had a funny voice, where he spoken differently from the merman. "How are you feeling?" He reached out a hand to Dirk, about to introduce himself, but the blond flinched and brought his arms up to covered his face.
"It's alright, I won't hurt you, I promise." He said calmingly, still having his hand out. "My name is Jake English. I found you on the beach hurt pretty badly, so me and my guardian grandmother took you in and treated your cuts. What's your name, and where did you come from?"
Dirk took a while to answer. Could he really trust this human? He seemed nice enough, but looks could be deceiving...
Deeming himself having no other choice, he answered, "I'm..Dirk. And, uh...I came from a place kind of far away, where it's cold and quiet, and dark a lot." The blond stared at the other boy's hand though, not sure what it was for.
Jake, believing the now identified Dirk had different customs in his land, explained briefly, "You link your hand with another person's and shake it lightly. It's a greeting here." To demonstrate, Jake took Dirk's hand and shook it gently, before letting it go and sitting down in the chair next to the bed. "I'm glad to know your name now. Do you have any idea what happened to you, and how you got hurt?"
Dirk felt his insides squirm with anxiety. How could he explain this in a vague yet believable fashion? He steeled himself, and scrapped up every bit of knowledge he knew of humans to weave a story.
"A couple of days ago, I was on a cruise ship with my older brother. The ship sunk in an unexpected storm, and I barely made it off in a life raft. I was adrift for several days, when another storm hit, and I was caught in it. I was thrown off the life raft, and the next thing I can remember, I woke up here."
Jake was silent for a minute. Dirk held his breath. But thankfully, Jake said, "Oh..I'm so sorry about that. I'm glad I found you when I did though."
He bought it...
"Yes, I appreciate it very much."
I think I'll be able to work my around this human rather easily.
A/N: I hope this chapter was somewhat decent. Reviews are appreciated, and I love you forever, those people who left reviews.
Chapter three is coming soon, I swear.
~Alley Cat