~Chapter 7: Recovery confession~
Yumiko opened her eyes, her lids heavy and she squinted slightly as the gentle light made her feel slightly sore. She adjusted her sight and sighed as she realised she was in her own room. She tried to collect last night' thoughts and shut her eyes again.
Fire. Children. Angelo. Lab. Men. Anderplant...Angelo.
Her eyes sprung open again as she attempted to move, Angelo' name playing on her mind. The only problem was, it felt as if her body was strapped down by invisible belts to her bed and when she moved, she felt as if she had been crammed into a tiny box and not been let out for days.
She slowly wiggled her toes and fingers, stretching her arms and testing them. She became aware of all her body and all the scars and bruises upon herself, surprised that nothing felt to bad. She also noted the mysterious weight resting on her stomach and, without looking, reached a shaking hand onto the mysterious item, feeling a mass of silky hair. Hearing a purr, she at first thought it was a cat, but a small masculine moan as she gently patted the hair let her know she had a visitor.
She shifted her head slowly, her neck sore and the heaviness feeling like her brain was knocking against her skull. She smiled down at the sight of Father Angelo, asleep with his head on her stomach, his face peaceful and his face practically unscathed.
"Father," Yumiko grabbed some hair and gently tugged, "Father wake up."
"Mmmm...place the damn specimen in a container." He mumbled in his sleep and attempted to whack Yumiko' hand away.
"...Father!" She said a little more louder and sterner, tugging his head back at the same time in a sharp and quick action.
Father Angelo' eyes shot open and he sat up, all to quickly as he pushed himself backwards and fell off his chair, Yumiko turning and watching him as he scrambled around the floor and stood back up.
"You...you're awake. You're awake." Angelo looked relieved, a smile on his tired face. Yumiko could tell he hadn't slept and he sat back down beside her on the bed, placing his hand on top of hers.
"I still feel tired though. I remember a few things but everything else is blotchy. How did we...ya' know?" Yumiko looked at him and shuffled gently, pleased that her back wasn't too sore.
"You...we have the Anderplant to thank for that," Angelo looked away, remembering what he had done, "I...I'm very glad I invited such a thing. It protected you and saved us. I done nothing."
Angelo felt the grip of her hand tighten on his slightly and he looked up at Yumiko' serious expression.
"I remember. You got your nose broken because of me. And...somehow...somehow you did save me," She smiled and looked sad for a moment, "I just can't remember all. Just...the bad bits. And then you were holding me."
Angelo stared at her, a healthy blushing spreading across his cheeks when she told him that. When he'd held her, he felt so wonderful, the heat of her body so close to him.
"I felt safe in your arms. I felt so safe with you. I felt so happy."
He looked at her shocked, her words striking something inside of him he'd not felt before.
"I'm sorry," Yumiko laughed and turned away, ashamed of herself, "I shouldn't blurt out such things. I must sound ridiculous."
"No!"
Yumiko turned her face back towards Angelo, his other hand holding her cheek.
"No. Those words...no one has ever said such things to me before. They're wonderful. You're wonderful."
Swallowing the lump in his throat, he leaned forward and looked into her eyes, looking at him as if she was terrified of every little thing that was happening.
"I...I love you."
Yumiko gasped and Angelo just started at her, desperation showing clearly in his eyes as if begging her to answer.
"I...I think I'm in love with you." Yumiko whimpered happily, her hand gently grabbing Angelo by the back of his neck and pulling him down towards her, desperate for his touch.
Their lips touched and both felt tiny sparks of excitement deep within one another' stomachs. Yumiko carefully moved her lips, allowing Angelo' tongue to enter her mouth and taste her, both moaning at the wonderful feeling.
Soon, the kiss became slightly heated and they had to part for air, Yumiko remembering something as she brought her hands up to her lips.
"You...I know that taste...did," she looked up at him, "did you kiss me already?"
Angelo shook his head, before he recalled the kiss by Yumie and he blushed again, his eyes widening and giving away exactly what he was thinking.
"Huh! Oh my goodness! Yumie!" Yumiko scrunched her eyes and covered her embarrassed face, trying to fight down the burning blush upon her cheeks.
Angelo just chuckled slightly, trying not to seem to amused at her embarrassment at the way her twin kissed him.
"It's ok. It wasn't terrible I was just...shocked."
Yumiko let her hands fall down by her side and she gazed at him, willing herself to have the ability to laugh at herself.
"Oh...Oh I'm still sore in my stomach," she wrapped an arm around herself, "actually...I'm surprised I'm not more hurt. If I remember everything I'm sure I broke something. And you, your nose is fine?"
Angelo smiled and scratched at a tiny scar on his nose.
"Kat healed us. She and Anderson carried you to the front of the house and once the fire was under control, we moved everyone back in and you to your room. You were very brave. So strong."
"No, I'm not," Yumiko smiled and shook her head, "that's Yumie. She is very strong."
"No, you both are," Angelo cupped her cheek in his hand again and stroked her face with his thumb, "I always watched you and you both fascinated me. From the first time you were brought here and every time you played in the garden' and even when you and Heinkel would hide in the bushes and eat sweets rather than take afternoon mass."
Yumiko laughed heartily with him, quite pleased that he'd loved her for so long. She felt she'd always had someone watching her but never felt scared.
"Oh and your plants. Are they alright?"
"Mmm, yes. They've all been placed in new containers and are doing well. The one that was damaged has even by revived. Oh and your flower is growing to!" He looked at her excited, as if a little boy describing something fantastical he'd seen, "I just left it and it was already a tiny little sprig in the earth!"
"Oh," Yumiko smiled and looked very pleased with him, "I can't wait to see it. I'm sure Yumie would to."
Angelo blushed again at the mention of her sister' name.
"Yumie...well...does she always act so...bravely?"
"Sometimes," Yumiko sighed and shook her head, "sometimes she does what she wants because she's pig-headed and knows it only reflects badly on me."
"It's just...Yumie...she stirs something inside of me. When I'm with you, I'm calm and relaxed and it feels wonderful, but with Yumie...it's like I'm not myself."
Yumiko plonked her head back against the pillow and smirked.
"She was worried about you last night. I didn't think she liked you but it turns out that she has as big a crush on you as I have."
Yumiko giggled and held onto Angelo' hand as he blushed and rubbed the back of his head, trying to stop himself from stuttering and rambling words of love towards her.
Meanwhile...
"Oh! Alex!" Kat turned around after she felt a rather hearty slap on her rear, her glare burning into Alex' back.
He turned round and looked at her.
"Whit'? I did'nae nothing!" He opened his arms out innocently and ducked, quickly dodging a random ball of paper that she lobbed at his head.
"Nice try," she turned back around to continue with his work, "but you know no naughty stuff whilst we work. We promised Angelo we'd clean up his lab whilst he looked after Yumiko. He's been up all night worried about her."
Alex sighed and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"No you horny priest!" She slapped his hands away, desperately trying to get him off as he attacked her neck with his lips and teeth.
"Nope. I'm sorry can't do it."
Kat gasped as he ground his hips against hers and one hand clutched at her priest and kneaded it, his lips sucking at her earlobe.
"Al-Alex! No fair!" She whined and eagerly pushed her hips back, turning around to meet his kisses that where leading a path towards her mouth.
"Mmm, tis'." He kissed her passionately and lifted her up onto the table, sweeping out all the paper and such she'd just put on their, organised and neat.
As they stripped and their bodies began to connect, they were unaware of the Anderplant, eagerly watching and letting it's vine sneak back inside the container, pleased with what it had done.
