Zatch Bell Fanfiction part 4

By: Mia~***

Hello again my dear friends, and thank you for tuning in and browsing over to evaluate part four of this strange yet romantic series. I will say once again that I do not own Zatch Bell. I do however own the characters Amelia and Gabriela and all the spells that the two of them use so please do NOT steal my work because I will cry...
If you were with us for the last chapter, I left some open gaps because I was spacing out in ADV Comp class, so I really do apologize. So here, let me give you a little update before we start this thing ok?

Please leave me tons of review.
Lots of love,

-Mia~***

Where we last left off (a summary):

- Amelia finally decided she could no longer run from Gabriela's ultimate destiny so she decided to fight and to go for the Title of Momodo King.
-With the power of the Momodo King, Gabriela and Amelia could finally be together in whatever way was the most feasible.

-Amelia decided that it would be best if she were to be made a Momodo (though Gabriela didn't agree with the idea much).
-The mysterious cruise ship (the Sancta Maria), is actualy not a tournoment ship, but a recruitment ship for an army of Momodo run by the mysterious Momodo: Milordo-Z

-This 'army' (which we have yet to see) has been recruited to Destroy the most threatening Caster in all of Japan. Kiyo and his Momodo Zatch Bell have been targeting all the weaker Momodo so that he may gain spells faster...and Milordo-Z wants to eliminate this threat before the battle turns into a slaughter. With morals on the line and the itching for a good fight...this mysterious Momodo has opened a bright opportunity for our two favorite lover.

-Amelia is determined to win this even if it costs her, her life!

Enjoy~!!!

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------(Now on the Cruise Ship)-------------------------------------------------

Her fingers were entwined with mine as she held my hand in a firm grip as we stumbled along in complete darkness. She was my pair of eyes as we weaved through massive cords and avoided switches and levers, the buzz of electronics still ringing in my ears even as we finally made it upon the Main Deck. Even now that we were standing high above the ground the air was thick with it's white mist, and as gloomy as ever now that we had a clearer view of the grey skies. There was a door to the far right, labeled as the battling room or did that say tournament ring? Strange. Everything was in that weird coding that had been on the door...it was legible, but then again not so. I would never fully understand the workings of the demon plane.
There was a ladder and more doors with more markings. From the right to the far left they were: Corridors, Dining Hall, Ballroom, and a Bar?! Suddenly being underage was more of a curse than a privelage and I think Gabriela understood my groaning because she gingerly jabbed me in the ribs (even though it still hurt like hell and was bound to leave a mark in the morning). As we walked along still inspecting more areas (from the on-deck hot tub, to the red louges and etc. ) there were still so many questions that had been left unanswered by this Milordo-Z. How did it know that we had been invited? How did it know who to invite? What was the invitation? And suddenly the thought came to me 'Kirsten...'
It was strange enough that she had even come to my hut at all, we hadn't spoken in some time because she had become very distant as I had suddenly withdrawn from wanting to fight. Also, she had never been very intelligable on Momodo's and the happenings of the caster and demon's world---so how she would even find out about the ship was a mystery to me. Now I understood Gabriela's suspicion and worry, she had caught on long before I had obviously and I only wished she would have said something sooner...not that it would have changed my mind.

" I havent seen another person on this ship...or even heard one this entire time." I finally admitted, feeling quite stupid for just standing around like I was. " The walls are probably soundproof. You have to think that a cruise ship full of hearty Momodo would get really noisy and people might get suspicious." Gabriela grinned slightly, as if thinking about what the coast gaurd might hear if they were to listen in on the happenings of this ship while it was at sea.

I grinned as a similar thought passed through my mind...then again I had always been the type to be easily amused. Finally I rubbed my neck and decided that if we were to do this thing, we better get the full details of this army and learn more about this Milordo-Z. " Lets find our room. " I smiled at Gabriela, " I wanna see what they have provided us with. "
" Better be a set of twin beds-" Gabriela murmured under her breath as she caught me grinning at her, knowing that I had a very perverted mind and would tease her if we ended up with a lovers suite. " Come now..." I giggled climbing the ladder, " I'm not THAT bad am I? "
And though I had only meant: 'I'm not that perverted that I would do anything to you-' obviously my choice of wording was a bad one because if I wouldn't have managed the climb and then wouldn't have ducked under a coffee table, I would have recieved a folding chair to the head past her cries of, " You're such a pervert! "
It was true though...so I wasn't about to defend myself

*snickers*

Coming to the door leading to the corridors, we had to read the same spell, see that same Momodo and listen to its instructions:

" The Sancta Maria is your training ground and also your path to relaxation. Some of you have been very troubled with this battle..." and the Momodo turned to look at me from Gabriela's palm, " And believe it or not I know what you seek. I know what destiny has set out for you and what will hurt the worst is losing your power and losing that someone who has grown so dear to you. " and even at that point my eyes averted to Gabriela, and she was looking back at me too. Our little laugh had only lasted for so long before the sadness returned with each word this Momodo spoke. It knew us...somehow it knew who we were....our desires, " I can assure you that I have taken your desires to heart and that is why you have chosen for this mission. So rest and relax and let not the trouble of this battle bother you. We are all allies here in this battle, we all have our own goals but for now we all have one purpose. Your corridor should already be labeled for you, I'm sure you'll hear from me again. "

Now the door swung open leading to the corridors and multiple sounds filled our ears. People talking behind labeled doors, hushed whispers as they acknowledged that someone else had boarded the ship. Eyes pressed against the small glass scopes that were placed on every private door and I shuddered knowing that as I tried to find my room, I was being evaluated. Foreign names from all over caught my eyes as I scanned every label and tried to think if I had heard of any of these casters before. My body was slightly trembling...this was it...we were here, and there was no turning back. I was afraid.
Again Gabriela had that tight hold of my hand and she refused to even look anywhere but ahead of us until we finally reached our room. Neatly placed above the doors were our names, hers coming before mine which was odd because it wasn't in aplhabetical order. I figured it must be a 'Momodo Pride' thing and reached for the knob. I had almost suspected an electric shock or some security alarm to go off, but no. The door opened nice and easy, and I slowly stepped inside.
It was just like a hotel room. There was a neatly made Queen sized bed, with it's floral sheets and cheap wall lamps. A soft cream colored carpet made the oak drawers stand out as bright white in the room, and the only windows that we had were above the headboard of our bed, and looked out at the endless sea. I clapped happily at the TV that had been provided for us and then a small travel laptop so that I wouldn't get completely bored with any extra time I may have. This really DID feel like a vacation more than a mission to destroy a greatly feared Momodo, and I had no complaints. Gabriela however took to looking around the bathroom area, looking at the mirror and checking the lights and this and that. She wasn't too fond of the fact that we had no stoves or a kitchen/food prep area; but then again, on a ship with only two lifeboats to boot, I didn't want her cooking (joking!). She notified me that the bathroom was tiled with a stand up shower, so any long soaks would have to be in the hot tub in the earlier hours...I groaned as usual, but then she just poked my cheek and told me to get over it. Supportive as always...
Laying now on the bed, I looked carefully over at her as she carefully set herself now and became very silent again as the waves crashed against the boat side.

" What's wrong? " I finally asked, propping myself up on one elbow. Gabriela shook her head and muttered softly under her breath. " Nothing. "

" Well there must be something...you haven't spoken this entire time." I grinned. She only shook her head, " I just don't understand this. This boat, that Momodo, I dont get it at all. " and she sighed, " That Momodo...it seems to know us so well. It must have studied us before hand if it knew our names, lured us here...for this strange job. " and her eyes were so sad.

" But Gabriela...even with it being so suspicious, we're getting the upper hand on this one. Here we can train alone and build your powers...here we can challenge other people, weed out the competition. It's what we wanted. " I tried to smile- trying to comfort her.

" No...this is what YOU wanted. " Gabriela said in a flat and dark tone. Then upon seeing my hurt expression she just sighed, " It's not that I don't trust your judgement and it's not that I'm not considering your feelings it's just..." and she didn't ever finish the sentance, but I sorta knew what was on her mind. She didn't want to use her powers. She didn't want to destroy and she didn't want me to become a Momodo. But her heart was fighting itself just as mine was now. I didn't like fighting, I didn't ever want to risk her book getting damaged or even burnt...but I didn't want to lose her either. It was marginal benefits vs. the marginal costs, and right now the benefits of us fighting seemed so much greater. I wanted to respond to her, to say something to ease her worries and her doubts, but I was at a loss. Here I thought we had finally come to an agreement and now she was trying to make me out as selfish when it came to our love. I should have been hurt, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it...I didn't want to start this mission out bad. If we were to do this thing then she would have to put in her 100% she would have to trust me as much as I trusted her...as I much as I trusted our ability to work together and to achieve our ultimate goal.

Crawling over to her now on the bed, she gave me a strange look before I pounced. Pinning her to the mattress I just smiled down at her, trying to lighten the mood, " Alright...so maybe I was being selfish on this one. But can you really blame me? "
As usual, she wasn't really open to discussing such things unless we got into a full-blown argument but even as she averted her gaze, she managed to whisper, " You know that I don't blame you. How could I? I want us to be together as well...but I just think that there could be a better way of going about this. "
I just chuckled. She said that there was a better way? I don't see how, seeings how she had fallen in love with a starving college student. Now I leaned down, my lips pressed gently across her neck. I felt her tremble under me and it was one of the best feelings in the world, thus I just continued- speaking in between every gentle kiss, breathing hard across her skin, making the hair on her neck stand on end, " Lets just not speak of these things right now..." I whispered, " We're here, and we've been selected to go on this mission. We can't turn back now..." I reminded her, " We have both been at wits edge since I learned the truth...that someday you might leave. We have been so down and it's not like us. Where is the Gabriela that I met in New York, that loud and happy young girl that I took as my own? " I questioned.
I could hear her let out a deep breath, trying to control her tears as I was now. I had abandoned the tears the moment we had set on this ship, because now we both had a job to do...we had a crown to claim. " Don't you want this to be over with as soon as possible? For us both to be happy again? " I asked as I was getting no response. Butterfly kisses still gliding across her skin, finally I felt her arms wrap around me and I lifted my gaze to meet her own. Again she took in a deep breath, shaking her head once or twice before she whispered with a slight grin, " Yes...I do...but-"
I should have known better, she was going to protest. And feeling like I was never going to get through to her, I had begun to get up. But she would not release me from her hold, and I stared at her in confusion. Then leaning up to meet me she whispered, " -but first..." and then she pressed her lips against mine. The minute I wrapped my arms around her waist, and again we fell onto the mattress, I heard the horn of the steam boat blow. We were setting sail, and my lover lay in my arms as we memorized each other's taste, feel, scent....
There couldn't have been a moment more perfect.

" So how's that for trusting you? " Gabriela finally chuckled as we had released from our kiss and were gaining our breath back. I smiled as I nuzzled her cheek gently
and whispered, " Oh I'm not done yet..."
She gave me a puzzling look, raising one eyebrow as she muttered, " Really now? "
I nodded and she whispered, " So what else may I do for my crowned Goddess to prove myself worthy? " her sarcasm didn't phase me at all as I leaned in and said, " i think I'm in the mood for a nice hot shower. " And POW...pillow in the face...this was going to be more fun than I originally thought:

" Amelia come back here you pervert~!!!! "