THE EMAIL WORKS, THE EMAIL WORKS! n.n (does a happy dance) Well... kinda. Now it just started acting funny again. (GR) Right. Need to work on that bit. . Anyway, since it is now functional again, here's an updated chappy...
Oh, and i must say, but this story is gonna go into the action a LOT quicker than the previous one. This is just a filler chapter 'cause those are required at times, you know. :D Not to mention that instead of having Humor as part of the minor genres for this story, the replacement is Action/Adventure, as you probably saw last chapter. There'll be a little more fighting in it, obviously. X3 Just not QUITE yet...
And i'm also VERY happy right now. The new .hack game (.hack//G.U.) that i've been waiting for, for over a year, finally came out yesterday and i'm rather eager to get it! But i won't 'til Xmas... (sob) Or the new Zatch Bell game... Or a scanner... x.x
Anywho, i'm just eager to get to the later chapters, as i have so much FUN stuff planned for our favorite dark duo:3 Heheheheh...
Disclaimer: I've said it before and i'll keep saying it: I do not own Gash Bell, 'cause if i did, i'd be rich and i could do whatever i wanted with Brago and Sherry (muwaha!). So back off and have fun reading this here chappy:3
Can anyone remember where Sherry's dream came from?
Romance/Angst/Action/Adventure
Lost and Found
2
Longing
I lay helplessly on the lush, grassy ground, my arms tightly pinned to the side as I stared into the deep crimson eyes of my demon companion, who was right over me. I sucked in a breath, murmuring, "What are you doing…?" just slightly, but my question only caused him to smirk before he leaned forward, harshly capturing my lips with his own
Jerking just slightly, I felt my expression suddenly twist into a mix of pain and enjoyment as he began to toy with me, his tongue already brushing over my mouth, forcing itself into the space that I really couldn't tell as to whether it was willingly provided or not. When I gasped through the kiss he'd move harder until I felt numb and all coherent thoughts were blocked from my mind, I couldn't tell what was happening.
I gasped for air when he stopped shortly after, removing his face from mine so I could no longer feel the heat of his breath beat against my face. Opening my eyes, I stared at his face; there was a content smirk placed upon his ash-pale features, something that I was quite used to seeing, but then the next thing I knew he was scolding me and walking away. Without realizing what I was doing, I let my arm rise into the air as I reached out to his disappearing form, walking down the hill.
I was sad, my heart lurched as he left me; I didn't want him to go, so I called out to him, my hand pretending to grasp around the fading away silhouette of his body as he walked away…
"Brago…"
I was immediately jolted awake by the startling sound of my voice abruptly slicing the silence within the air, leaving my azure eyes wide in confusion. I stared in front of me for a second, not quite realizing what had just happened, but after a moment I felt my features relax just slightly and I sighed.
A dream, it was just a dream…
But what kind of dream tormented you with something you could never shake your mind off of? My companion was something that fit into that subject quite well. What was I to do, love him or hate him? In the beginning, I despised him because of what his kind did to my best friend and I, separating us in the most painful way possible; but when he started to show compassion and kindness, I began to see a side of him that I had never seen before…
It suddenly dawned on me that my arm was outstretched, my palm open as if I had been reaching for something. At that, I quickly pulled my arm back to my body and noticed that it was cold from being exposed to the chilling air-conditioned room and separated from the warm covers draped over my body.
A sense of longing… just like in my dream…
I sighed, afterwards burying my face into the side of the pillow for a moment, enjoying the remaining warmth that lingered on the surface of the fluffy white material, when I realized that a different presence was in the room…
Turning my head to the side, I noticed that my companion was standing by the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest with a small scowl on his face as he leaned against the wall, his eyes staring right into mine.
A chilling sensation shot down my spine as I stared at the form of Brago as he merely stood there, not even moving an inch. Brushing some of my golden hair out of my face, I turned around and sat up, not at all tearing my gaze away from his.
"How long have you been standing there?" I inquired hesitantly, moving my legs around just a little to get more comfortable. The cold spots in the sheets felt good but they made me shiver once again, despite the fact that it was summer.
"Long enough to hear you talking in your sleep," responded the demon curtly and I felt an outbreak of a blush form upon my cheeks. So how long had he been watching me? I was positive that he had most likely heard me call out his name, though it made me wonder just what he had been thinking at the time… Why was he there in the first place?
His eyes showed it all, as much as I knew he hated to admit it, those orbs really were a true reflection of his thoughts. It had become an involuntary habit of mine to study his expression and what he could possibly thinking at certain times. Although it was quite obvious he hated it when I did that, but I really couldn't help myself—his character was just too interesting and I wanted to know more about him, to see what was on his mind.
At the present moment he looked somewhat impatient, but as I've noticed for some time now, a new emotion had been added to his train of thoughts: desire. How long had it been there, I had no idea. A month of my memory had been erased from my own mind and I couldn't recall a thing that had happened within that time span, other than being attacked in the beginning and waking up at the very end, only to find myself in the heat of a very intimate moment…
Sitting up on the bed, I tried to brush off those thoughts, but unfortunately for me, that was just about all I had been thinking of lately. I knew that deep down, I longed for a moment like that again…
Just like Brago, it was something I too desired.
Oh, and don't tell me that he didn't want this, I was smarter than I looked and had a keen eye on things, and I knew how to read the demon's mind quite well in certain situations, just as he was as adept and skilled at interpreting my own. Although I believed him to be the more skilled of us two, one still couldn't tell me that he didn't feel lust.
"Hurry and get up, we need to start training for the day," I looked up at Brago as he said those words. "You've wasted enough time sleeping, so let's get a move on." With that, he left the room, leaving me scowling at him as he closed my door. The nerve of him! Oh, well, that was to be expected from him, I was somewhat used to his impatient antics anyway, although it never ceased to annoy me.
After that, I yawned, stretching my arms behind my back; I was already tired for the day, even if I had just woken up. Removing the warm covers from my body, I scooted to the edge of the bed, letting the cold air from the air conditioning beat against my face. This hotel kept the rooms way too cold…
Standing up, I walked over to the window where the soft light of the morning gently penetrated into the room. Brushing away the white curtains, I looked outside and saw that the sun was still rising. Hmph, and he said I wasted all this time sleeping! It's not even close to noon yet!
Turning around, I walked over to where the chest of drawers was and began to organize my belongings. I didn't bring much with me but enough to last a long trip. A lot of times, I would bring something to a hotel, leave it there, and then go out and travel for a while and then eventually come back and spend a night or two there. This was one of those occasions.
And then not long ago, Brago and I had faced another demon time, but this time they were different—they were a team from a thousand years ago. Just like that old man Nazonazo Hakase had mentioned; there were millennium teams everywhere now.
But they were no match for Brago and I—at first we thought that they would prove to be a little bit more challenging than the current demons in the war, but we were mistaken, and Brago's thirst for a real battle was never really that satisfied. But the night where I regained my memory, I recalled that we were both badly beaten up when I came to. I had never bothered to question why…
There was something he wasn't telling me about that night…something had happened and I would very much like to know what. Evidentially, we had been in some sort of fight, but I highly doubted it was with each other, most likely a mamono battle. There was a team involved, and I recalled the next day reading about a death that had occurred nearby to where we had been staying.
Did…did that death involve us?
I didn't want to harm any of the humans within this battle. They were the ones brought into this without any warning or preparation—something was very wrong about that! If I found out the death of that human girl was really related to us… I wouldn't know what to do. Brago wasn't speaking, so I found him unreliable in that case.
Speaking of a harmed human, we were to go after Koko and that bastard Zophise in a couple of days… About a week ago, Brago and I had come into the town that just so happened to have the other groups, mainly including the child of the red book, Gash Bell, and his human partner, Takamine Kiyomaro.
We had been spying on them from a distance and it just so happened that the day we planned to go after Zophise was the exact same one they decided on, coincidentally. How ironic, but I guess I would have to live with it; yet I had warned that old man to not get in our way, and they had better not, even when ignoring our warning!
Making sure the door to my room was locked so Brago wouldn't decide to barge in for some unknown reason, I turned around and then began to get dressed into my elegant white gown. My pink one had been too dirtied this past trip so it was time I changed my attire. Besides, I had always liked this one best, but I never wanted to trash it too badly, so I usually wore it on special occasions.
Well, this certainly was a special occasion coming up: Zophise was going down and Koko would soon be freed. The long awaited battle was near, and I couldn't wait to strangle that demented creature with my own hands. Koko, I'm on my way for you!
So I finished getting dressed, made sure everything was ready for the day, unlocked the door, and then headed out into the other room to greet the dark mamono.