Chapter Six:
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She felt confused, she knew she had actually came to this far away city to rest and stay away from all the chaos that had hurt her so far, she hated to admit that that scene, the man blacking out after his friends shoulder scene, she felt like her heart had fallen into her stomach, she didn't know why, she just knew that she didn't like it at all, or maybe it was just her and not the scene that made her so upset.
"Are you alright?" Testament asked, concern clear on his face as he helped her pack things back into the basket, "You look upset, did something happen?"
"No, not really." she grumbled, trying her best to stay calm, "I'm just in need of anger management, I guess." She sighed heavily and forked back her silken red bangs, "Why am I so angry? I don't even know what I'm about at!" she argued loudly.
"Shush, it's alright." Raven hair draped his shoulders when he cupped her shoulders, gently rubbing her arms, "You're just tense, I'm sure you'll feel much better after a nice hot bath." He purred into her ear, "How does that sound?"
She fought the flush that flamed her cheeks, "Testament, we've only been going out together for two months! Don't think I'd be letting you share my wardrobe anytime soon." She growled angrily yet still blushing.
He smiled and released a chuckle, "Didn't mean to upset you, I just thought I'd tease you a little." He released her shoulders to easily pick up the basket, "now, would you like something to eat on our way home?" he kindly offered.
She huffed and pouted childishly before standing up to her full height, she dusted her clothes and then walked past him, faking that she was upset, "Whatever!" she muttered under her breath.
The raven haired man only followed her silently, shaking his head, 'She can be such a child sometimes.' He laughed to himself, 'But I guess that's why I like her.' He reasoned.
She thought of him, that ebony haired, hazy eyed man from the park.
Not that she actually cared.
There was just something about him that made her chest ache.
'Well, I might as well just forget him,' she thought to herself, 'it's not like I'd be seeing him anytime soon.' She reasoned.
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"Confrontment – Volume Two."
"Her Return: Chapter Six: Part 5 of 5"
-(He knew she was very stubborn, but never did he think that she would be willing to throw away her youth just to be with him. To be with an old man like himself, a man with no black hair on his head, nothing but white, his eyes have gone tired, his skin had gotten wrinkled, his hands have grown shaky and so were his feet, his back hurt at the slightest of move, his heart would race at the simplest of effort, there was nothing well in him physically, we was practically holding on to the last string of life.
She had grown, he had to admit, from the small, little hotheaded girl into a fine, well curved figure of a woman. She had become such a beauty, her hair all so fine and her smile would never weather, her eyes would flash with life as her voice would echo with laughter, he would see her move around swiftly, like an antelope through the knoll, never tiring, never stopping, her youth reviving itself whenever they meet.
She still starved for his love, he knew; she had met many men of her own age, she had fancied some and showed interest in others, but yet, her passion to him had never lessened, in fact, her feelings towards him have grown deeper, even he, as himself, could not find a woman who would keep him at such comfort as he is right now, but even then, he knew he would not last long enough to admit his feelings to her.
He was dieing, and she was crying.
Her life had barely begun, his life was beginning to end.
He was happy with his time with her, she was side of him leaving her.
He was ready to go, she was wanted him to stay.
There was nothing she could do.
He was already left her behind.)-
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He felt his heart race faster whenever he had thought of her, that redheaded angel sent to him from the heavens; Oh for how much he wanted to see her again, her mere thought revived his spirit, he felt as if he could soar through the sky, he felt so light, so cool and so wonderful. He opened his blurry brown eyes, realizing that there was a pair of red orbs within his sight; he slowly recognized them as his littler brother's eyes.
"Hey, you're up!" Chipp said worriedly, "Are you alright? Want me to get you anything?" he quietly offered.
He felt his head slightly heavy and warm, so he closed his eyes briefly and knot his brows, smiling sheepishly, "I'm sorry…"
Ruby-red eyes blinked, a little confused, "Sorry for what?"
"For- causing you so much trouble." Anji told weakly, "If it weren't for me, you would've had a normal life, just like anyone else out there." He sighed slightly and opened his eyes, "You could've had a better life on your own, I'm just slowing you down."
"Don't be stupid!" the silver haired man shot, "We're brothers! We stick together through thick and thin! You were there for me when our parents separated; you were the only one who accepted to take me in even though nothing bonded me to you. You accepted me even when I was different. You accepted me… when everyone else rejected me."
Tired brown eyes blurred for a second before the ebony haired man smiled, reaching out to touch the ruby-eyed man's cheek, "Chipp, please if I'm a burden to you, just go. You needn't concern yourself to me." He calmly told.
"Stupid! I'm not leaving you behind! Not now, not ever!" he silver haired man flared, "It's all that b!tch Jam's fault!"
A slight twitch appeared on Anji's brow, that alone instantly shut his little brother up, "I don't blame her for dumping me." he told sadly, "She simply wanted someone rich so they could live a good life, she didn't want to live with a poor man like me." He sighed tiredly.
Chipp glared at his fists where he sat at the sofa, they were in the living room with Anji laid across it, Chipp sitting on a little stool near Anji's head.
There was a short period of silence between them.
"…And when she sat there on that old wooden swing, she knew that time awaits for no one, she understood it at last…" brown eyes closed as the brows rose slightly, "She came to realize, he did not accept her by his side for he did not want her to suffer the loneliness of his loss if they ever got to be bonded. He wished to die alone so she would not find herself bonded to his troubles that were left behind."
Chipp slowly looked into his brothers gentle, weary smile, he pressed his lips in though, he was silent.
"Only then did she understand, he left her behind, because he truly loved her as well." Blurry brown eyes slowly slid open, he turned a little sad smile to his little brother, that gentle smile still barely curving his pale lips.
"The End." Chipp smiled sadly, "She didn't get anything in the end, did she?"
"Maybe." Anji replied and moved his heavy head to gaze at the ceiling, "It depends on what she's thinking right now, really." He closed his eyes and sighed, "I wonder if she's crying right now."
"I guess you never know." Chipp spared a small smile, "You think she'd be getting a happy ending any-volume soon?"
"I'm planning on that." Anji chuckled, a small yet honest chuckle, "But I think I need a nap right about now, Chipp."
"Okay, let me help you to your room then." Chipp smiled and helped his brother up.
Perhaps things aren't always so bad.
Maybe if you wait long enough, if you work hard enough, then you'll get what you desire.
Even if it's not in the shape you want it, you might get it someday.
Only time could tell.
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