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Sorry for the delay. But here it is! Don't forget that this is the German accent version. If you want the non german accent version go to my profile to view it on my deviantart account thank you!
"Miranda?"
No response.
Linalee slowly opened the door to Miranda's room and peaked inside. It was nearly the afternoon and no one had seen her all day, so concerned for her friend's well being, especially after the horror movie from the previous night, she came by and found her small form curled up in a ball under her covers like she was hiding.
"Miranda? It's late, are you alright?" Linalee asked while walking in and shutting the door gently behind her.
Finally after a long pause, the lump in the covers that is Miranda mumbled something that sounded something along the lines of "I'll be up soon".
Linalee blinked, slightly taken back by the sound of her weak voice.
"Are you sick? You sure don't sound so great"
"I'm….ok…" she replied softly, holding onto her blanket tighter.
The young exorcist huffed and crossed her arms," I don't believe you"
Another moment of silence passed before the blob of blankets shifted. Miranda finally sat up, letting her shield fall into her lap, revealing her red cheeks that were streaked with ears and watery eyes threatening to spill over at any moment.
"M-Miranda…what happened?"
"…I…I…uh…" Miranda sniffed slightly, hugging her knees with one arm while her other hand buried itself in her hair, grasping it tightly as a way to fight back tears.
"I…messed…up…" she whimpered," I messed up really bad…"
Krory sat on his bed with his back against the wall with his small rose in his gentle grasp.
He woke up early this morning, finding no sleep the night before, and wandered around the Order aimlessly. After the small incident with Miranda, he was officially confused out of his mind.
Sighing, he stroked the petals lightly with his thumb, like he was gently waking it up to give him some kind of answer.
'You don't have very much luck with women do you Arystar?'
He could hear her say, though he knew very well it was just an illusion of comfort.
"Eliade…" he mumbled.
Suddenly, he yelped and loosened his grip on the rose. So deep in his thought, he accidently held onto his precious rose too tightly and the sharp thorns around its stem pricked his hand. Yet he didn't let go of the rose.
Krory sat there for a long moment, dumbfounded and staring at his hand, making no movement to wipe the bead of crimson from his hand.
Did his deadly but beautiful rose just answer his question?
As he stared at his hand, trying to figure out what the metaphor and symbolism was to all this, his door was suddenly kicked open.
Krory jumped in surprise as Lavi and soon Allen stomped into his room, looking very upset.
"Get up!" Lavi shouted.
"I can't believe you Krory we thought you were better than that!" Allen crossed his arms over his chest.
He just sat there and blinked, once again confused.
"Um…did I…miss something?" he asked innocently.
Allen growled a bit," We should be asking you!"
"…..huh?"
"Don't play dumb! What did you do to Miranda?" Lavi pointed outside, in the general direction of Miranda's room.
Krory went paler than usual,"…Wha….what…"
"We saw you leaving her room, and she was crying"
His heart sank," She…she was…?"
"Yea! But you left so fast you couldn't hear her right?"
Krory buried his hand in his hair, he was so caught up in his own worries that he didn't even think about her or her feelings.
"Oh no…" he whimpered, this just became more complicated.
Allen took a step forward," What did you do to her?"
"I didn't do anything to her!" Krory had his hand up in his defense, the two boys in front of him resembled two younger brothers defending their big sister.
"The what the heck is going on?!" Lavi also took a threatening step forward.
"She kissed me!" Krory blurted out before the two beat him to a pulp.
Both Lavi and Allen's jaw dropped in pure shock, who would've seen that one coming?
"W-wait…she…what now?" Allen blinked.
"S-seriously?"
Krory nodded weakly, looking away.
"Wow!" Lavi grinned," I didn't know she had it in her! How was it? Did you kiss her back?" he asked excitedly.
"I…I um…" Krory stammered, his face burned in embarrassment.
"But wait a second…" Allen scratched his head," Then why was she crying?"
"Oh yea! Don't change the subject!" Lavi, now back to anger.
He sighed," You both know I wouldn't do anything to any of you…especially Miranda" he took a deep breath, still refusing to look up at his comrades.
"I left"
It was quiet, though Allen still scratched his head in confusion.
"Left? Left what?"
Lavi eyed him carefully," Wait…like left...in the middle of it?"
He nodded.
"But…why?"
Krory sat silent, finding no words to explain himself. But…he knew why he did.
"It's…complicate-"
"H-hey! Kro your hand!" Allen interrupted suddenly and pointed, both Lavi and Allen followed the finger.
Being verbally jumped by the two boys so suddenly, Krory was distracted and didn't realize that the rose was still in his grasp. His palm was almost covered in his own blood as the thorns embedded themselves into his skin.
"Oh! Oops…"
Krory mumbled small protests as he plucked the rose that clung to his hand.
"A rose?"
Allen and Lavi turned to eachother.
Rose to Krory leads to man eating flowers which then follows Romania where he lived with said man eating flowers thus equaling to Eliade, who he also lived with.
It then clicked.
"Whoa! Hold on! You're still hung over your dead girlfriend!" Lavi exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at Krory.
Suddenly his face curled slightly in a snarl," Her name is Eliade" he growled in her defense.
Allen slapped his forehead," Krory you can't be serious…she's dead"
"Neither of you would ever understand!" he snapped back.
"No, we don't. But what I do know is that there is a girl upstairs crying over you, and a good live girl too!" Allen had to place his hand on Lavi's shoulder in case he did some irrational as he spoke.
Krory sat there, refusing to look at them. After some coaxing, Allen was able to get the fuming Lavi out of the room to let Krory think some more. He waited until the door clicked shut before falling to the side in an emotional heap on his bed. His wounded hand clutched at his blankets to stop the bleeding, it hurt only slightly thankfully, though apart of him wished there was more pain, then at least he wouldn't have to think about the mess he put himself and Miranda in.
He let out a long sigh, he didn't mean to hurt her, but then again he didn't even think about that. He was too confused.
Of course he loved Eliade, he always did…
But now…
"But she's my best friend" he mumbled to no one but himself," am I suppose to feel this way about a friend?"
He waited for a response but received none, not even his not so innocent rose that lied beside him answered this time.
"Linalee! Don't!" Miranda whined.
"No way! We've given him enough pity and if someone is going to kick some sense into him then I will!"
Perhaps telling Linalee the whole story wasn't the best idea.
Miranda, still sitting on the bed, had her arms around Linalee's waist, holding her back from killing Krory.
"Don't hurt him please!" she begged.
"Why are you defending him? You love him and I know he probably does too but he's so hung over his dead girlfriend that he can't see it!" she continued to try and stomp off but Miranda held on for life and to the bed for support as well.
"Nien! Linalee it's ok!" she tried.
The young girl's stopped and whipped her head around to find Miranda's face buried against her back.
"It's…ok…how can you-"
"Because I understand. Because if I vere him I vould've done the same" she mumbled, glancing slightly at her grandfather clock that sat beside her bed.
Linalee stopped at her comment, Miranda finally let her go and sat back down, keeping her eyes on her clock.
" As…silly as it sounds…if my clock vas human and someone else kissed me…I vouldn't be so happy about it" she scratched her head and laughed sadly," Eliade vas his first love…I don't expect him to just let me replace her that quickly…or…at all for that matter"
"Miranda…" she started but found no argument to protest, Linalee sighed," So what are you going to do now?"
She finally looked up at her with a fake smile," I von't ruin our friendship, he's a vonderful friend. I guess…ve'll pretend it never happened"
For the sake of my own sanity, and maybe a few of you, I'm splitting this chapter up into two.
Sorry if its too short. I'll try and get this next one up soon.
thank you for your patience
Review plz
~Swd
