AN: Hello, again. As you all may have noticed, Ib and Gavin have run into a very old friend of hers, and what's more, she remembers everything about the Fabricated world! The real question is, is this really Garry, or the Fake Garry? Also, what about Gavin? Looks like you'll just have to find out in this next chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not Own Ib. If I DID, well…let's just say that Ib would be older, and there would be some romance scenes! :3
Saving My Savior
Chapter 7: Garry…
Ib stood very still, her eyes wide and her hands relinquished from Gavin to cover her mouth. There, before her, was Garry, the man who'd given his life to save her own. She took a small, hesitant step forward. He hadn't changed a bit. He looked exactly as she remembered him to look from her memories, and dreams.
"G-Garry! Is…Is it really you?"
The man looked at her in the semi-darkness and pulled something out of his pocket. There was a slight clicking sound, and suddenly, a large flame emitted from what looked like a lighter in the man's hand.
"I'm sorry, miss, but…have we met?" he said slowly, his voice sounding like it hadn't been used in years, which it probably hadn't. Why didn't he remember her, unless…
Of course!
Time probably hadn't passed in this realm! That's why he looked so young, and why he didn't recognize her. While 9 years had passed in the real world, and Ib had grown up, Garry had stayed in the Fabricated World, and hadn't aged a day.
"Garry…it's me…" she said softly. "You saved my life when I was just a little girl."
Garry looked at her with confusion, while Gavin just kept going back and forth between Ib and this stranger with his eyes. Who was this guy? Was he the one that had been causing her nightmares? He clenched his fists together.
But, then again, she did say that he'd saved her life. Maybe this had been the Garry she'd been talking about a few minutes earlier. But if that were the case, from the way she had been talking, shouldn't he be like, dead, or something? Besides, if this were the real "Garry," why didn't he remember Ib?
It was at that very moment when Garry's eyes widened, and his face became a look of shock mixed with hope. "Ib…is…is it really you?" He closed the distance between them with three long strides, until he was face to face with her. One long hand came up and caressed her cheek, as he looked into her crimson eyes with his stormy gray ones.
Ib for her part, hadn't completely finished crying on Gavin's shoulder, so it wasn't as surprising when she looked up at her long, lost friend, a few tear drops began to trickle from her eyes. Garry gently wiped them away with his thumb, before Ib scrunched her eyes shut and threw her arms around his neck.
"W-woah, Ib!" Garry said for the second time since meeting her those nine years ago, his body instantly stiffened by her sudden reaction.
"I…I can't believe that I forgot you, even with all those dreams! But now, you're here! You're alive! I can't believe your alive! I'm just so happy to see you!" she sobbed into the collar of his worn out jacket. Her voice, and her cries were muffled by the fibers of his clothing as his arms finally went around her. His head was still above hers, but now she was at the perfect height for him to touch his forehead to his own.
"It's alright, Ib. What's important, now, is that you've come back, and now, we can escape this world, together," he whispered softly to the crying teen before him.
Ib simply nodded in his hold, her voice long gone from the shock and happiness of the moment.
Gavin couldn't believe what he was seeing! What, were they long lost lovers, or something? Wait, no, that couldn't be possible, if he'd saved her as a child, and he supposed that this Garry character hadn't aged a day. Maybe it was a brother-sister reunion.
Then again, if I had a sister, I wouldn't be hugging her like that, he thought. Plus, something about the whole ordeal just felt…wrong to him. He couldn't explain it, but he definitely didn't want to be around this new, sobbing, lovey-dovey Ib for much longer.
Just as their faces were moving closer and closer, Gavin cleared his throat, effectively ruining the moment, and earning himself a glare from Ib. Of course she wasn't happy, but there were more important matters at hand.
"I hate to interrupt, but it seems that you're forgetting something, Blomme. We're not here to rekindle old romances. We're here to find your sister, then find a way out."
Ib sighed, and glared at Gavin one last time, before giving in. She looked back into Garry's eyes. "He's right. I'm sorry, Garry, but I have to find my little sister, Trina before we can leave." She had completely forgotten why she'd come back in the first place.
Garry, for his part, gave her a small smile, and his kind eyes warmed her heart again. "Alright, don't you worry, Ib. We'll find your sister, and then we'll all get out of here, together." He looked up, finally, at Gavin.
Gavin looked back at Garry, as if to say he wasn't intimidated by his presence, though he actually was. He flinched when the newcomer spoke.
"I don't believe we've met. My name is Garry," he said in a pleasant voice, though his eyes told a different story. Gavin could tell that this stranger didn't want him around.
"Uh…Gavin, Gavin Rush. I'm Ib's partner in Art History II. We've been trying to find her sister, and a way out of this topsy turvy world." He swallowed his pride, yes, but his clenched hands showed that he didn't trust this "Garry" character at all.
Plus, he was more than a little disturbed about how close he and Ib were getting. He narrowed his eyes once Garry had his back turned from him.
Ib turned back to Gavin. "You..you don't mind if he joins us, do you?" Gavin hesitated, and was about to say that he actually did mind, but one look into Ib's eyes, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to say it to her face. He took a deep breath, and let it out. He was doing a LOT of pride swallowing, lately.
"Yeah…I guess so."
"THANK YOU!" Her answer was so instantaneous, that Gavin didn't have time to react when she threw her arms around him a second time, only this one knocked him off his feet and back onto the floor.
"Ooof! Ugh, yeah, yeah, come on, get off me, Blomme. We can take care of all this mushy crap later. Let's go!" He said as he gently tugged her person of himself, and then helped her back onto her feet. He waited until Ib was next to Garry, and both had walked out the door before following behind. Just because Ib had affirmed that Garry was a friend, didn't mean that Gavin could really trust him. He was gonna keep his eye on this new guy. If he tried anything on Ib, he'd better watch out. Gavin would show NO mercy to protect his new….friend.
Meanwhile…
Deeper into the gallery, there was a crudely drawn world where a little girl's fantasies once came true. There was a shadowy figure, playing with a marionette. Her dark, brown curls were tied up in pigtails, and there was a large smile on her face. She looked to be the picture of happiness…
Until you got closer to her, and you saw the droplets on the ground, and the tears in her eyes.
"P-Please…Please stop doing this…" she whimpered, her smile finally faltering as she began to cry more. Her face changed again, but this time to one with malicious intent.
"But, I thought we were having fun! You want to see your sister again, right?" The little girl nodded to herself.
"Then we have to play this game, and maybe a few more, before she finally realizes that she belongs here, with you…and me!" The little girl giggled happily, before her face changed to sorrow once more. Tears gently fell down her porcelain face and onto the floor again.
"Ib…" she said weakly. "Ib…please run away…run away…it's a trap….please…sissy…"
End of Chapter 7
AN: Uh oh..this smells trouble..er..I think. Also, this was my first time really writing something so fluffy, especially with characters like Ib and Garry. But, what about Gavin? How's this going to play out? You'll just have to find out, next time!
See you then! ;)
