A/N: Ooohhh! Happy Easter everyone! Nya nya!

Wake me up

I was in bed. Sheets, pillows, and an arm? Something wrong with that picture, much? Llednar was next to me. I could tell because when I turned around, he was about an inch away from my face. I noticed something though. Instead of being pale like the other day, he was vibrant. I noticed every small thing about him. How sharp his features looked, how his muscles were bulging more than usual, it was all weird. But I sorta liked it, it brought a calming sensation. But I had to get up. I was NOT going to spend my day in a bed. I lightly poked his stomach, which brought his eyes to snap open. But he wasn't mad. More like, confused, such as "why am I here again?" sort of look.

"Good morning," I whispered as I attempted to sit up. Llednar's hand came up to help push up my back as I leaned against the board on the bed.

"Feeling better?" he asked, swinging his legs over the bed.

"Yeah, and where're you going?"

"Breakfast," he mumbled before walking out of the room. He could COOK! What a shocker.

I looked out the window, wondering "How in the world do you stab yourself?". It was such a nice day. Birds were chirrping, squirrels were chattering, and over all the sun was shining over everything. I could feel myself watching my mother...

Flashback

"Mama, why do you help people?" asked a young Emeka.

"Because no one should live without happiness," replied an older lady.

"How do you find time to have a garden?"

"Because more lives in this world counts,"

End Flashback

It was like she was telling me something. I can't remember what she wanted to push through my four year old mind, but it bugs me sometimes that I never grasped the concepts of my mother's sayings. I could remember though, she loved roses. And daisies. And every spring, she would make me a hat and say how lovely I looked in it. I wanted to sit up. Really badly. I tried to bring my legs over the bed, but my stomach seemed to think otherwise. I could feel pain just follow to the tips of my fingers, making even more pain shoot up. Oh boy, this'll be a long day.

Llednar

I could cook. I was a part of Mewt, and from what he used to tell me, he would have to cook for himself all the time. So it was a part of me. Something I would just know. Grabbing what I could find, I decided on a stew. As I began chopping meats, I could hear foot steps. Or shuffling, it sounded like something was dead and still walking. I turned around to see Emeka struggling to walk behind me.

"Get back in bed," I said to her at once.

"Uh-uh, I wanna see you cook," she replied stubbornly. I sighed and scooped her up.

"You're going back to bed,"

"Please Llednar..." she whispered. That face she was giving me...so innocent, yet pleading. Sighing once more I placed her onto the couch. She had a blanket around her so she couldn't have been cold.

"You know, you're really stubborn," I muttered as I went back to chopping meats. I could feel her gaze on me, and for a second, I felt hot on my cheeks. What WAS this? I liked her gaze, but I didn't want it there.

"Emeka, once you get better I'm leaving," I stated it so coldly I suddenly hated myself.

"...Oh," she just said. I didn't want to turn around. I refused, begged myself not to, but I did. There she was, with tears gathering under her eyelids.

Emeka

So he wanted ot leave. He probably thought I was annoying, or too trusting or something. I could feel myself wanting to cry. It was like he refused to even ask me things. Maybe I was just being to obsessive, but...I never had felt this safe. Not in a long while. And I knew if he left, I wasn't going to feel safe anymore, instead just feel, lonely.

"...Did...I do something wrong?" I asked timidly. He stopped cooking long enough to look at me.

"No," he said simply.

"So why leave?"

"Because...just...because," he mumbled. His cheeks turned red. I sighed and turned around. I knew if were my mother, everyone would love to live here. So I failed. I couldn't be as good as my mother. Never...

"Don't look so sad," Llednar whispered into my ear. I looked up. His hands were on my shoulders, and...he was smiling. And without the "If you make me do this unintentionally again I'm going to strangle something except you," look. Although, his smile wasn't big. It was a modest smile, just one you saw every day, but for me, it was everything...My heart was racing, and I could feel myself blushing. Curse my girly-hormones. I looked down and smiled.

"Well, I may just spend my time healing then," I whispered before he walked away. He chuckled. A laugh, it was like, heaven just raining upon my head. Or all over me.

A/N: I try. I really do. Tee hee...I find that my chapters are slightly sloppy. Oh and Sage-personah, for references, in the game Llednar is a cocky guy, so he doesn't have alot of emotion, so I decided to blow all his emotions out at once since he's back on his feet and on his own, y'know? Nya nya! Have a Happy Easter!...Again!