-Catgirl-of-Bavaria-: Wow, I'm so happy at how this story is going…It's already gotten over 500 hits, and many reviews! I think that's fun considering this hasn't even been up a week! Not to mention I am having a blast writing it! Thanks to everyone who has given me info on the new series, I will be beginning my own search on the subject pretty soon here…If I find anything big I'll be sure to post it:) So this chapter isn't too eventful, but there is much fluff and everybody loves a good bit of that. X3 Onward to reviewer shout-outs!
Spellcaster Hikaru: lol, I love the bit about the Crogs, and I imagine they would indeed have to watch themselves with what they did to Aikka! And their eyes are awesome, they're really the only thing I like about them…also their ears are pretty cool. XD …And don't forget those blue floating bunnies! I share Jordan's exact thoughts on those little guys X3 So Kawaii…Any how, thank you so much for your compliments, I enjoy them very much! Keep reading, and enjoying it!
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Sekai Nerah: Yep, I love how these two interact together, I have from episode two…So, yeah, I've kept an eye on all the little gestures they make to each other…I usually tend to analyze relationships in anime and manga like this, and I think Aikka and Molly have one of the more complex and fascinating ones, just because of all the stuff they go through, what with Aikka being pressured by the Crogs, Molly trying to convince her team that they can trust him, and Jordan from trying to shoot him down…And then there's just the fact that they live on different planets…I really don't know what it is, but I have a thing for those cross-dimensional/world relationships…for example, my favorite movie is Spirited Away! (I also have a fic going in that department too, if anyone wants to check it out )
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--Chapter 4--
Molly and Eva
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Eva could see the hangar doors were still open, and shedding light out into the dimming twilight ahead, as she twisted her handle, urging the rocket seat to go faster. She made a promise to the prince, and this time there was nothing that was going to stop her from fulfilling it.
"Eva, you're back?" Koji observed from his standpoint on a ladder, having been fiddling with some wiring in the latest star racer. He caught sight of her gliding to a stop just outside of the garage, that determined, steel look on her face.
"Oh, she's on a mission again, don't get in her way." Stan said matter-of-factly, finding that famous look on her face. Koji practically leapt off of the ladder he was on, dusting off his hands and making towards Eva.
"Eva, is everything alright, the prince is doing ok isn't he?" Koji halted as he saw he make straight for the enormous bug on the other half of the hangar. "Ah, Eva, do you know how to handle that thing?"
"Don't worry, Koji, the Prince is fine…Or, well, he should be." Eva said, practically dismissing the other's comments about the beetle. Instead, she examined the bug, trying to find a way up to its back. "He asked me to get something off G'dar for him. Hey, big guy, I need to get up there," she turned to the beetle, stroking its white shell, trying to explain her situation.
"So Prince Charming's awake, huh?" Rick's deep voice came in, as he leant on the star racer, watching amusedly as Eva tried and failed to hop up on G'dar. The bug, meanwhile, was clicking curiously, but made no move to indicate any annoyance. She suddenly turned at Rick's voice, and looked at him as if calculating him into her plans.
"Rick, give me a boost," she suggested, motioning him over. Rick, however, did not look keen on getting anywhere near a gigantic beetle that seemed to like only its master and Eva.
"I think I'll pass, Little Mouse, I have some work to do," Rick smiled playfully at her, indicating the wrench in his hand. "I need all my limbs to do it, too. Sorry"
"Oh, come on, I promised him I'd be back quick, and I am not breaking another promise to him!" Eva marched over, as if she could drag him over by the ear. "You gonna help me or not?"
"I have a suggestion," Koji offered from the side, dragging something heavy along, though Eva couldn't see what it was for the reactor of the racer. Stan appeared to the aid of the other mechanic, and pulled the great, rolling ladder into view. Eva immediately lit up and tackled Koji in a hug.
"Thanks, Koji, you're a genius!" She released him quickly, and trooped off, pushing the ladder all the way.
"Ah, just a humble mechanic," Koji recited with a smile, pressing his glasses back up his nose.
"Ok, G'dar, this isn't gonna hurt you, just a ladder, okay?" Eva told the bug, a little nervous about how he'd react to an odd object being next to him.
G'dar answered the girl with a few clicks, though they were open to interpretation, at least to her. She gulped a little, suddenly finding herself wishing she could speak beetle. She got the mobile-stairway as close as she dared to the creature, and set the stops to ensure it would stay in one place, then set a foot on the first step, keeping her hands on the railing. Then she took another steady step, making sure it was a gradual thing for the bug who could quite possibly end up squashing her; a thing of irony, she knew.
Stan, Koji and Rick all watched the girl scale the ladder, seeing her nervous about the whole thing, but still determined. Reaching the top, she petted the hard outer shell of the bug, letting it know where she was, saying friendly and assuring things, telling it her plans. She looked to the riding seat, and indeed saw a knapsack that looked like it had been securely tied to the handle on the front of the thing.
Don Wei, meanwhile, had just come into the garage, just in time to find his daughter scaling onto the large beetle.
"Eva, what on Earth are you doing?!" Don called, hurrying down the stairs and onto the garage floor.
Eva turned from her job of untying the bag from its place-which indeed was very secure- to look at her father, who was now standing below alongside the other mechanics and his retired pilot of an assistant.
"I'm getting something for the prince!" She said simply, turning back to negotiate with the knot.
"Eva, get down from that bug now, before you get hurt!" Don pointed to the ground for extra effect, though his daughter wasn't able to see the emphasis.
"Trust me, dad, I know what I'm doing!" Eva called over her shoulder, tugging vehemently at the bag. "Dang, did he have to tie it so tight?!" She reached into her skirt pocket, and pulled out a small pocket knife, one she always carried with her. Whipping out the blade, she took to sawing through the plant-like fabric handles of the bag, having been decidedly defeated by the knot.
"I hope he doesn't care too much about this bag," Eva said nervously as she cut through the last handle holding the bag tight to the riding seat. She turned and headed back to the stairway, setting the knife back into her pocket, setting the bag between her teeth to utilize both of her hands on the way down the ladder.
"Nice one, Little Mouse. I guess that thing does like you," Rick congratulated her before wondering off to find work. Next to him, Don looked as if he were close to having a heart attack.
"Eva, do be more careful when you deal with that thing, I will not have my daughter killed by a bug." Eva rolled her eyes at her dad, though she was admittedly pleased that he worried.
"Come on, dad, like I'd let myself be killed by a bug, after all I've survived." Eva undid the stops that held the ladder still, and joined by Koji and Stan, tugged the thing back to where they had found it. She then went over to give G'dar thanks for letting her up.
"His name is G'dar, by the way," Eva told her father, before turning to her rocket seat, bag still in hand.
"Wait, Eva, where are you going?" Don called after her as she revved up her engine.
"To see the prince, of course! I did make a promise to him, and this time I'm keeping it!" Eva didn't give her father enough time to reject, for she turned on her bike, heading towards the hospital wing again. Don sighed in the midst of the exhaust left by her bike.
"At this rate she won't even be here for her birthday!" Don turned back for his office, frustratingly running a hand through his graying hair.
"Don't worry, I'm sure she will be, she has what she's always wanted for her birthday, after all." Koji advised from behind a tangle of wires. Stan agreed with a nod, from his rolling chair. Don looked to his assistant for support.
"She'll be here, Don. Just let her help her prince." Don reluctantly nodded, then wondered off to his office again. He would surely be spending the night there, as Eva was sure to want to stay the night in the infirmary. He looked to his family photos, and found one with both him and teenage Eva, taken not too long after they'd returned from Oban, promising it that he'd make his own way over there later to see her.
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Eva ran through the lobby once more, past a very confused nurse, and down the hallway to Aikka's room, flinging herself around the door jamb to look at him with bright eyes. Panting from her little run, she grinned at him.
"Got it! Was I quick, or what?" she pulled herself in, meeting his blue eyes, finding them relieved to see her, but at the same time, visibly hiding another pang. She walked purposefully to the side of his bed, sitting on the edge, and showing him her accomplishment. "You tied it so tight, I had to cut it off," She explained as he examined the torn threads of the bag's handles. He looked at her for a second before laughing it off, the best he could in his condition, anyway.
"G'dar wasn't a problem, I hope?" he asked her, undoing the fastener that probably looked more complicated to Eva than it was. It appeared to be some sort of complex knot, she grimaced to notice.
"No, of course not." Eva answered as Aikka began routing around in the bag urgently, almost as if his life depended on whatever he was seeking. "Uh, Aikka, what exactly is in there?"
"This," Aikka said, pulling out a small jar, that looked to Eva like it was made of ceramic. "This has in it, a very powerful mixture of plants and herbs from Nourasia, that helps the healing process greatly. It's like a… an ointment?" he suggested, testing out the earthen words. "It's a rare and hard thing to make, but it works wonderfully." He grinned at her, knowing that his pain was only minutes away from being conquered.
"So, you'll be better?" Eva asked excitedly, very eager indeed to think that he could be on his feet so soon.
"Yes. Though it will not completely get rid of this particular wound; wounds from Crog blades are quite dangerous and long-lasting ones, as you can imagine, but it will do an amount of good." He smiled honestly at her. "I knew if I came here without this medicine, I could very well die, and so I stole some from the palace stores on my way out. I imagine, if you hadn't brought me here straight away like you did, I would have indeed perished."
Eva looked away, trying to hide her blush. Aikka, however, tipped her chin back towards him.
"I owe you my life now, Molly. Thank you." His blue eyes seemed to twinkle in the electric lighting of the room. This only made the girl blush a deeper red.
"Yeah, well, like you said, you need to get this medicine, right? Let's get the show on the road!" Eva said playfully, wishing her cheeks weren't so hot. In answer, Aikka tried once more to shift himself into a seat, before being floored with protests from his body.
"Hey, don't do that!" Eva cried, placing a firm hand on his chest, urging him back down. He peered at her, surprised at her forwardness, but more at the touch on his chest. "Listen to your body; you're in no condition to sit up!"
"But I need to put this on…" Aikka murmured, still blushing at the hand on his chest.
"Well, be smart about it. You can't sit up, and that's clear. You can't even move without pain, can you?" she narrowed ruby eyes at him, and Aikka gaped at the girl who had just figured him out. Reluctantly, he confirmed her theory. The hand on his chest suddenly vanished, and the Nourasian saw her working her hands out of her oversized gloves.
"Just lay back down, I'll do it. Just cause you're the prince and a great racer doesn't mean you have to be tough all the time, you know." she told Aikka firmly, tossing her gloves into the same vicinity as his discarded armor before heading to the corner sink to wash those hands off. She held out a freshly washed and exposed hand, and Aikka handed her the little bottle. She gave him a grin, and sat strategically on the very edge of the bed, next to the blade wound. "Ah, I am gonna have to have you roll on your side, at least a little…" She told him quietly, regretting that he'd have to move himself either way.
Despite the regret in her voice, Aikka was ready to obey, and turned to grip the other side to the mattress and trying to maneuver himself up and onto his side. Biting back a groan, Aikka managed, with a little assistance from Eva, to settle on his side, and thankfully found it more comfortable on the majority of his body. Aside from the cuts on his shoulder, once he settled, everything was better.
"Great, you're doin' great, Aikka." Eva coached, finding the edges of the medical tape on his abdomen and prying them up. In one swift movement, she deftly tore the tape away, earning a slight start from her patient. "Sorry, it's best to just get it all at once, you know?" Aikka smiled, despite that lesson being new to him. Behind him, Eva suddenly started giggling as she settled into a better position on the edge of the bed, now that she had more room, with the prince on his side.
"I just remembered, once I did that to Jordan; he hated me for it!" She continued laughing, but kept to her task, unscrewing the lid to the jar in her hands. Aikka couldn't help but smile at that thought. "It was such a little bandage, too. I don't even remember why I did it, though," She gave one more laugh, and dipped her two forefingers into the balm, which was a light beige color, and reminded her in consistency of butter. Though it looked quite plain, it seemed to emanate its powers into her, as if it were already trying to heal her, though she wasn't even injured. Still, it managed to make her fingers tingle.
"Okay, here we go; just let me know if I'm hurting you…" Eva instructed him nervously, approaching the cut carefully and finally touching the cream to the wound that frightened her so much. She was almost afraid to touch it; it hurt her just to look at it. It seemed to go well, though; he made no move that indicated pain. She gained more confidence and finished treating the wound, watching as it seemed to heal, almost before her eyes.
"Wow, that is powerful stuff," Eva's eyes widened at the mixture's effects.
"Yes, but it is rather hard to come by, the key ingredient is a rather temperamental herb," Aikka said through the slight pain that the application was bringing him. He preferred to keep his mind on the fact that it was Molly who was healing him.
Though Aikka was right in the fact that it did not heal all the way, it did manage to take a good amount of time and pain from the healing process.
"Thank you Molly, I feel much better already," Aikka smiled over his shoulder as Eva set the large gauze back around his side, pressing the tape back into place. He carefully rolled back to his previous position, and sighed, his head leaning back into the pillows. Already he could feel his body start to recuperate, just from helping that one wound.
"You want me to do the other ones?" Eva suggested, still seated at his side, her hands caught in the process of connecting the jar to its lid. Aikka looked to her, finding her face full of concern. "I mean, your shoulder looked pretty bad, too." She blushed at him, finding that his eyes were beginning to make her do so every time she looked at them. Aikka noticed the coloring in her cheeks and smiled playfully at her.
"If you wish, princess," he nodded regally to her, flashing his blue eyes in her direction. With that, Eva threw the prince a mirror image of his grin, and moved up on the bed, so she was in reach of the prince's opposite shoulder. Peeling the bandage off with less speed than she did the last time, she found a deep cut, almost to match the one on his side, but with out any evidence of a burn.
"The Crogs fight much like they race; they only give their blades that terrible power when they come in for the kill." He said grimly at her puzzled face while she observed her new target of healing.
She gave him a look of fear at that, before turning that frightened look back to her work, which she finished quickly, and watched only for a second as the cut healed quickly, leaving little more than a light brown scar on his orange-tinted tan skin. Repeating the same ritual to his other shoulder, which was not as bad as the other, Eva tightened the lid onto its counterpart, setting it aside, with the armor and her gloves. Wringing her fingers together in her lap, Eva looked away, feeling herself on the verge of tears again.
"Molly, are you alright?" Aikka gave the most effort yet at leaning off the bed to see her eyes. She turned to look at him, and seconds later leaned over, wrapping his shoulders in a hug, albeit a gentle one, given his condition. "M-Molly?" Aikka stammered, having not expected the advance, noticing that his hands were simply hanging in the air, as if not knowing what to do with themselves.
"I'm so glad you're alright…Mostly alright, anyway…" She suddenly cried into his neck. "I could have really lost you this time, and I might have never known…"
Aikka's eyes softened, and he finally returned the human's embrace, holding her around the waist, allowing her closer to him, choosing to ignore whatever protests his remaining injuries provided. He suddenly wished he'd returned the hug a year ago, when they had to say their goodbye's on Oban; the connection certainly made him feel closer than ever to her. Then again, at the same time, he really did not want to let her go, and having that feeling back then could have been problematic. Still, her shaking shoulders brought him back to realize the real gravity of the situation.
"It's alright, Molly. Everything is going to be alright. I'm fine now that I have you near and know you're safe," He told her soothingly, stroking some of her hair. "My injury will heal, but if I had lost you, that would have been too devastating of a wound to recover from."
Eva pulled back a bit, looking at the prince and revealing to him a blush. Ruby eyes met sapphire as Aikka looked at her seriously, before he noticed just how close they were to one another. An awkward pause claimed them both, and Nourasian and Earthling were at a loss of what to do or say next.
"Ahem," A voice cleared itself at the doorway, accompanied by a tapping knock on the door jamb. Both Aikka and Eva looked there, to find the racing manager and Eva's father, Don Wei standing in the doorway, a cramped sort of look on his face.
"Dad!" Eva said, pulling herself up from the Prince's embrace. The Prince, simultaneously, returned his arms to his sides. Both of the teens had deepening blushes on their faces, which Don Wei did his hardest to ignore. It was bad enough he'd walked in with them looking at each other looking at each other…like that…He preferred to think that his daughter wouldn't be spirited away to that chapter of life for at least another few years. It had been bad enough when he'd discovered her sleeping in Jordan's arms, but now he had to deal with a Prince from another planet?
"I was just wondering, Eva, what the sleeping arrangements were going to be; I presume you won't want to leave the stadium tonight, given the circumstances, correct?" Don Wei suggested, coming into the room and peering towards the prince, and acknowledging the patient with a nod.
Eva quickly looked at Aikka, who looked back to her, blue eyes questioning. Eva blushed slightly, and nodded to her father.
"I'll stay in the hangar, if I have to, but I want to stay in the area." Eva answered certainly.
"Nonsense, I'll arrange it with the nurses for them to set you up with a room." Don Wei dismissed the idea of his daughter sleeping somewhere in the garage; it was clean by many standards, but was still a garage nonetheless. And even the bunkers in the back of the place were taken by Stan and Koji. Eva smiled at her father.
"Thanks, dad," Eva got up from her seat, and gave her father a hug to show her gratitude. Aikka watched the exchange, finding it warming, but still getting used to the surprise fact that Eva's team manager was actually her father.
"Right, I will trust you two, and I will also be staying in my office tonight, if you need me, Eva." Don started for the door, before surveying the prince. "Good night to both of you."
"And to you, Sir," Aikka bowed his head respectfully, as Don turned again to the door. Footsteps faded down the hallway, and Aikka turned back to Eva. "Ah, did I say something wrong?" he asked her nervously, hoping to have not offended the man.
"Huh? Oh…No, it's just a human thing…More like a father thing." Eva said in a slight grumble and looked away, blushing more. Aikka gave her a puzzled look. Eva caught that look, and sighed. "It's just this thing where fathers are really protective of their daughters when they become close…to a guy…He's just keeping an eye on you so you don't do anything he wouldn't approve of."
Aikka looked at Eva's grimacing face, finding embarrassment written all over it. She suddenly looked back at him in the silence.
"Not that I don't trust you or anything, I do, but," Eva said hurriedly. "Fathers are just usually much harder to convince."
"It's alright, Molly, I understand. I believe, it is the same on Nourasia, though I haven't any actual experience with that, as I have no sisters, and no female friends back home." Aikka explained suddenly wishing the best to those friends he did have, who were undoubtedly fighting for their lives. "It's usually a norm that the father has the responsibility to watch over his daughter and choose the best suitor. The father gives his blessing to his daughter to wed; only if he sees the suitor to be fit. If this case is anything like the Nourasian's custom, then I am sure that your father only wants the best for you."
Eva thought on it for a bit, before smiling and leaning her chin onto her folded arms on the edge of the bed.
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Eva shut her eyes halfway, feeling sleepy at long last. It was beginning to get late in the evening, and it had been a big day. Aikka returned her smile, and allowed his own blue eyes to shut lightly. Suddenly, he recalled what he had wondered on just a little earlier, and not for the first time.
"Ah, Eva," he said uncertainly, getting the attention of the girl he always knew as Molly. "Pardon my intrusion, but, when exactly did you become 'Eva'? Or, should I ask that of the name 'Molly'?"
Eva blinked at him once, then remembered; the prince had never gotten an explanation on her double life. Sighing, and looking sheepishly at his enquiring look, Eva sat back up in her seat. She couldn't escape those eyes that were leading her to wonder if he was mad about her lying to him, and every other being she'd become close to during Oban.
"The truth is, I've always been Eva. Don Wei has always been my father. And my mother, well, she was kind of the whole catalyst that led me to Oban." Eva looked at her hands as she spoke, being too nervous to look into the sapphire eyes of the Nourasian. "I can explain everything, really, I can, I have a reason for lying…"
"I am listening," Aikka told her gently.
Eva looked at him again, finding focused blue eyes watching her every movement, making her wonder what he was truly feeling about the lie she lived on Alwas and Oban. The last thing she wanted right now was for him to be mad at her. They were finally together, and she just wanted things to get better from where they already were. Things had been rocky during the races because of the pressure the Crogs had put on Aikka, the jealous impulses of her gunner, and she didn't want things to get back to that off and on friendship now that she had him safe and beside her.
So, with a deep breath, Eva told him her story. From the beginning, that one fateful day that claimed her mother's life, onto the one not too long after when her father left her at the Stern Boarding School, all the way up to her escape and her stowing away as the mechanic called Molly on the Earth team's module, all to show her father who she really was and her trying to make them a family again by means of the Ultimate prize. By the time she actually finished the story, it was all the more later into the night, and Aikka was looking at her thoughtfully.
"I knew there was some reason for your withdrawing from the final race," He observed quietly, thinking himself on how much of a disappointment it must have been for her. No, not disappointment; heartbreak, as if she had lost her mother all over again.
"Yeah, I guess I haven't been honest with you from the beginning, really…" Eva said, hugging her knees to her chest and watching for the prince's expression.
"Molly, I understand your motives behind all that, and I am not angry. You did what you thought was best at the time." Aikka told her assuredly, giving her one of his smiles, and pulling himself a bit into a seat, finding it so much easier, now that he'd given his wounds time and healing on account of the Nourasian balm. He then looked at her curiously. "I hope you do not mind my calling you Molly, though," he told her questioningly. Eva simply smiled back at him, letting her knees away from her face, just glad to have the confession over with and survived.
"No, I don't, it's practically as much my name as Eva is!" she laughed. Aikka gave a little laugh with her.
"That's good, because I think you will always be Molly to me," He told her warmly, his blue eyes shining at her again. "Though Eva is also a beautiful name…" At this, Eva's face turned at least a few shades pinker. She flashed her crimson eyes at him playfully as she got up and grabbed her gloves off of the cabinet behind her.
"Well, then I guess you can call me by both names!" she said playfully, pulling her gloves on over her hands. "But, I'm gonna go to bed, and you should too, you need rest. Tomorrow is kind of a big day," She smiled. Aikka gave her a questioning look. Then that look turned to a thoughtful one, and he figured it out on his own, using the aspects that her story had given him.
"It is your birthday?" Eva gave him a wide eyed look, then smiled. She knew her prince was clever.
"Yep, that's the one!" she told him proudly. "I'm gonna be sixteen tomorrow!"
"Well, then I am glad I am here for that occasion," Aikka told her serenely. "I look forward to celebrating with you."
"Really?" Eva's persistent blush returned once more as she beamed at him. She suddenly looked concerned. "Will…will you be well enough by tomorrow?"
"I imagine I will, Princess," Aikka nodded to her. Eva couldn't contain her happiness, and simply leapt in the air; Prince Aikka, a friend who she was close to considering long lost, was there, and for her birthday!
"Alright! Now get to sleep, prince, I'll be expecting you tomorrow!" She threw him a wink along with a peace sign as she leaned on the door jamb. As the prince gave her one last smile for the night, Eva dimmed the lights, and gave him a wave. "Night, then, I'll be down the hall, I think." She told him, actually unsure of which room exactly her father had gotten for her.
"And to you, princess," Aikka bade her, watching her smile as she pulled the door shut behind her. He couldn't help but smile after her as well; he'd never felt closer to anyone before. Not even his relationship with his parents compared to his and Eva's friendship; he got along well with them, but Eva never expected anything of him that he couldn't offer her.
With a look out the window, he recalled the distress he'd been lucky enough to escape…unlike his friends and family. It remained, though he was reunited with Eva, though tomorrow would bring celebration of her birthday, though he was suddenly happier than he had been since Oban, that his planet was at war, and needed help. He'd come to Earth to warn Eva, and warn her he had; so what came next? Would he be forced to leave her again the next day as soon as he'd celebrated with her? He had a duty, after all, to his kingdom.
But he also had the duty, as a friend, to protect Eva. Not only that, he wouldn't dream of abandoning her, considering the circumstances. It was more than duty as a friend that kept part of him in this rut. He knew she was safe right then, and he didn't want to leave her, only to return later to find that she was hurt, or worse. He could never live with that.
Aikka turned gently onto his uninjured side, and urged his brain to stop trying to sort things out, just yet. There were things to be done tomorrow, and then he could contemplate how to defend both his kingdom and his princess. Lidding his cerulean eyes, he sought sleep, not having to look far.
-Catgirl-of-Bavaria-: Woot, gotta love the fluff X3 So, next chapter will look a little more of what Aikka actually escaped from on Nourasia! Woot, flash back chapter… Anyway, see you next update! Lots of love to all who are reading this!
