Prism: I don't own Zoids.
Eclipser: But if we ever did, we'd have Leena smashed by her Gunsniper.
~*~
It was late and Benji, Sebastian, and I were debating on what to do with Jamie. On the one hand, Doc did have guardianship over him. On the other...
"You've seen him. You both know that as soon as he comes around, they'll have him work until he drops. They do it all the time, and it could kill him in his condition," I said softly, trying not to disturb Jamie who was sleeping soundly.
"Well, technically, this is kidnapping," Sebastian pointed out.
"Who's going to believe that Vega from the Back Draft sold Jamie to me for a thousand credits?" I sipped some coffee, "I don't believe it either, and I was there."
"It's late. Let's think this over in the morning. Who knows, maybe Jamie will be awake so we can ask him personally," I said and slid the chair back.
"I'll get some blankets for you Harry," Benji stated.
"Thanks, but no thanks. I'll get some blankets from my closet. I have to check on him anyway," I said and walked in my room.
Zi, it's dark in here. I fumbled for the light switch then remember Jamie. Well, that's what hands and feet are for. Fumbling around in the dark trying to find something. I stumbled around the room, bumping into things, until I finally found the doorknob. I opened it up, and pulled out a quilt. Wrapping it around me, I went to leave when I heard a sob.
Then it hit me. Vega would have left Jamie in a dark room and tied him down when Vega didn't feel like playing with Jamie. And I did tie those bandages pretty tight.
Baka, baka, baka.
Zi, I could be stupid.
I flipped on the switch and waited to see what Jamie would do.
His gray eyes swept the room, a worried expression plastered on his face. He noticed me, and calmed down.
"Harry?"
"Yes Jamie. It's me."
"Don't take me back."
"Okay."
"No Harry. I mean it. Don't take me back to Leena, Bit, or Brad until I'm ready."
"Okay Jamie. I won't force you to go back."
But how am I going to see Leena then.
I mentally shook myself. I can live without Leena for a couple of weeks.
Or months.
I gulped. It could take years for Jamie to get better.
Warm arms surrounded me, and Jamie began sobbing on my chest.
I sat Jamie down and sighed.
What the hell have I got myself into?
~*~
Prism: Perverts.
Eclipser: How old is Jamie in this fic?
Prism: I think he's thirteen.
Eclipser: And Harry?
Prism: Um, sixteen.
Eclipser: You sure.
Prism: No, but just bare with those ages. Jamie is mentally old, but he still acts like a child in some aspects.
Eclipser: So he doesn't want to be F*ed right off the bat.
Prism: Nah. But we'll see.
Eclipser: But if we ever did, we'd have Leena smashed by her Gunsniper.
~*~
It was late and Benji, Sebastian, and I were debating on what to do with Jamie. On the one hand, Doc did have guardianship over him. On the other...
"You've seen him. You both know that as soon as he comes around, they'll have him work until he drops. They do it all the time, and it could kill him in his condition," I said softly, trying not to disturb Jamie who was sleeping soundly.
"Well, technically, this is kidnapping," Sebastian pointed out.
"Who's going to believe that Vega from the Back Draft sold Jamie to me for a thousand credits?" I sipped some coffee, "I don't believe it either, and I was there."
"It's late. Let's think this over in the morning. Who knows, maybe Jamie will be awake so we can ask him personally," I said and slid the chair back.
"I'll get some blankets for you Harry," Benji stated.
"Thanks, but no thanks. I'll get some blankets from my closet. I have to check on him anyway," I said and walked in my room.
Zi, it's dark in here. I fumbled for the light switch then remember Jamie. Well, that's what hands and feet are for. Fumbling around in the dark trying to find something. I stumbled around the room, bumping into things, until I finally found the doorknob. I opened it up, and pulled out a quilt. Wrapping it around me, I went to leave when I heard a sob.
Then it hit me. Vega would have left Jamie in a dark room and tied him down when Vega didn't feel like playing with Jamie. And I did tie those bandages pretty tight.
Baka, baka, baka.
Zi, I could be stupid.
I flipped on the switch and waited to see what Jamie would do.
His gray eyes swept the room, a worried expression plastered on his face. He noticed me, and calmed down.
"Harry?"
"Yes Jamie. It's me."
"Don't take me back."
"Okay."
"No Harry. I mean it. Don't take me back to Leena, Bit, or Brad until I'm ready."
"Okay Jamie. I won't force you to go back."
But how am I going to see Leena then.
I mentally shook myself. I can live without Leena for a couple of weeks.
Or months.
I gulped. It could take years for Jamie to get better.
Warm arms surrounded me, and Jamie began sobbing on my chest.
I sat Jamie down and sighed.
What the hell have I got myself into?
~*~
Prism: Perverts.
Eclipser: How old is Jamie in this fic?
Prism: I think he's thirteen.
Eclipser: And Harry?
Prism: Um, sixteen.
Eclipser: You sure.
Prism: No, but just bare with those ages. Jamie is mentally old, but he still acts like a child in some aspects.
Eclipser: So he doesn't want to be F*ed right off the bat.
Prism: Nah. But we'll see.
