Thank you to everyone who reveiwed (only one ;3;) Oh well, that one review got this chapter out quicker then it should have!
And I, of course, have to reply to it... So, to A.M.P. 1008, I say, no, Ryfia will NOT be another Adele. She's just a little jealous of Cecille getting L'Arc's attention.
Well, enjoy the new chapter!
"Just how we left it, right, L'Arc?" Cecille smiled. She was right. The city had changed even less then Diamant had. Given, there were some different things, but they were small differences that would happen to any city after 500 years. "Oh, but there is one thing you've never seen," she giggled and ran off into the city.
"Are you sure she's seventeen?" Seff questioned. I shrugged as a reply and followed Cecille into the city. Ryfia and the others followed behind.
"So this is Carbunculus?" Leilani said, awestruck at the bright colors, in contrast to the blue and white of Diamant.
"This is nothing," Seff scoffed. "I've been here loads of times."
"But I haven't!" She retorted, still looking around. Okay. It's a colorful city. It's not that big of a deal.
"Ryfia, did you spot which way Cecille went?" I asked.
"So you're actually asking me now?" what was that supposed to mean?
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Why don't you ask Cecille?" she sneered.
"I'm asking you where Cecille went! How could I possibly ask her?" I roared. I ignored her when she started ranting about Cecille and led our little group further into the city.
We turned at Opera Boulevard, in the direction of the cameo arena, expecting to see Cecille waiting (she used to like places like that), but she wasn't. Leilani gazed in awe at the arena.
"L'Arc, did you guys ever fight in there?" She asked.
"Lots of times," I snickered. "We were the reining champs of that place."
"Cool! We gotta fight in there some time!" Seff said, an evil smile spreading accross his face.
"Maybe later. We have to find Cecille right now," we started walking again, really just wandering around the city. Eventually, we came to a large library-like building that I had never seen before. We walked up to the building. Cecille said there was something I had never seen... And I assumed that this was it. I soon spotted Cecille sitting on the roof. She saw that she had been spotted, and jumped down, ledge by ledge until she reached the ground.
"What is this place?" Ryfia asked, her curiosity overpowering her jealousy.
"An ancestral center," she asked, brushing dirt of her dress.
"Hey, they have one of these in Diamant too," Seff said. "It's a record of descendants through the ages. You can find the descendant of anyone, or track your own ancestry."
"That's right," Cecille grinned. "I noticed that you didn't have anyone from Rastan's family with you, so I thought you might want to find one here. That way, it'll be like having the whole gang back together!"
"Thanks, Cecille," I said. I placed my hand on her head and ruffled her hair a bit.
"Aw L'Arc... Can't you see you're making Ryfia jealous?" she chuckled slyly.
I turned around and saw Ryfia, steam practically blowing out her ears. I chuckled a little and walked up to her.
"Ryfia, why are you so angry at Cecille?"
"I'm not angry," she snapped angrily.
"Yes, you are," I muttered. "Just stop it with the jealousy thing. I love you, not Cecille."
"But..." she started, but trailed off and sighed angrily. "Okay. I'm sorry I was angry at you, Cecille."
"It's okay. I forgive you, but I guess it was sort of my fault, too."
"And mine," I admitted. "But then again, it's not my fault I'm this handsome." I made a pretty boy pose and Cecille and Leilani started cracking up. They continued laughing as they entered the building, and I think I heard Leilani say something like 'clueless slut' or something. "What?" I shouted. "I just can't please you two, can I?"
"Don't worry, L'Arc. I think you're very handsome," Ryfia pecked my cheek and followed the girls inside.
"I just don't get girls," I said to Seff, following them into the building.
"Neither do I, my friend. Neither do I."
We rejoined the girls and started roaming around. "Where do we find this Rastan guy? Does he have a last name?" Seff asked.
"It's not initially sorted by last name," Cecille explained. "There are key sections based on first name, and then they go into deeper sections by last name. They decided to do it this way because some people don't have last names. Weird, huh? And anyway, there's a special section for famous people. Rastan will be in there."
"That's awfully convenient," Leilani said, sounding somewhat suspicious. We ignored her and followed Cecille through the building towards the section for famous people. When we entered, there were a few people in there, but not many. The room wasn't as big as I expected, but was stacked high with books, some small and some exceedingly huge.
"Let's look around a bit and see who's here first," I said, hoping to find myself among the many names. We all split up and started searching. Everyone went to a different letter area, while I headed to the L's to search for your truly. I started filing through the books, looking for myself, which I eventually did. It showed my whole family tree, hiding no secrets, and even mentioning that Weiss was my half-brother. It had information on everyone in my family, including an extra long description of my heroism.
Once I was done with the book, I put it back on the shelf and glanced around at some of the other people in the room. One of them was rather close to me, and looking at a book from the L section. I walked over to her, curious about who she was reading about.
"Hey," I greeted her. She looked no older then ten, and her outfit seemed vaguely familiar.
"Hello there," she glanced up at me, but then dropped her book in shock when she saw who I was. "You're L'Arc Bright Lagoon!" she gasped.
"Finally someone recognizes me," I smiled, and then bent down to pick up the book she dropped. "Sorry, I lost your page," I shrugged as I handed her the book.
"It's okay. I was only reading about my grandfather," she smiled. "I've read about him several times over. He was a very talented warrior, though he wasn't famous."
"Then why is this book in the section full of famous people?" I inquired.
"I'm descended from the famous Luna. Don't you see the resemblance?" I must have made some kind of shocked expression, because the next thing she said was, "what's wrong? I know you didn't like her but are you really that shocked?"
"I'm not that shocked. I just didn't think she'd be able to find a husband..." I really couldn't picture Luna ever falling in love. Not after the way she and her sister almost killed us repeatedly... But then I remembered what Cecille had said. That they had been being controlled by magic and were actually very sweet. And I shouldn't have been surprised that this girl was related to them. Her outfit strongly resembled that of the Aion Unit, and she really did look like Luna.
"I'm Lily, by the way," she said, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Are you looking for someone in particular?"
"Yeah. Rastan. You know of him?"
"Of course!" she exclaimed happily. She ran over to the R's and pulled out a book without even looking at it. She opened it up and started flipping through some pages. She landed on a page all about Rastan. "You mean him, right?"
"Yep, that's him."
"And you're looking for the most recent descendant, correct?"
"That would be correct."
She flipped through over half the book until she came to a page all about a girl named Raina. According to the book, she was a highly skilled swordsman who was the bodyguard for the senator. I assumed that she was the most current descendant I would be able to find.
"Why do you know so much about Rastan and this Raina person?" I asked.
"Because I'm Raina's assistant," she said happily.
