OKAY! So . . . I know it's been, what, forever since you've heard from me? Well, I don't really have any good reasons for not being on. I mean, I've been here, reading fanfics, but I just didn't have any inspiration for my next chapter. When, what do you know? It's 11 o'clock at night, forever since I've written, when WHAM! I get an idea that I just have to get down, because it's a turn in the story I hadn't thought of. Where I had been going with it was really really boring. But this direction, man, it made me sooooo mad! So, I had to run with it, because I knew it would make me happier when I finally resolved it. Thankfully, I think that means I've now left the land of Writer's Block. Maybe now I'll get visited by some more plot bunnies. Would be very grateful if you sent them my way please!
I was so happy. Well, okay, I had just had the scariest moment of my life, where I thought I was dying. But at some point I had heard Fate's voice speaking to me. And she kept talking, about all sorts of things, but she sounded so far away. I'm fairly certain she wasn't really sure what she was saying. But then I heard her, almost as though she was speaking into my ear, and she told me that she was in love with me. It took a moment to process; I think I must have gone into shock or something. But eventually it clicked, and I reached a shaky hand up, cupping Fate's cheek. I'm not sure what all I did, I was so exhausted, and it was so hard to breath. But I remember wanting to make Fate understand, that I felt the same way about her as she did about me. I was struggling to focus, everything around me seemed so blurry, but I could see her lips, right above me. And I wanted to press my lips against them; I wanted to show Fate that I felt the same way. I had struggled to sit up; my body didn't seem to want to cooperate with me. I'm not sure if I managed the kiss or not, but as I collapsed back down I mumbled out my thoughts, about how I loved Fate. But then my world came crashing down again as I heard his chilling voice. "Well, this is quite a cheery moment you have going on here, really hate to break it up for you, Nanoha. Somehow, we managed to get here on time. Doctor Taichi, reporting in."
Unsweetened Dreams X
By:
2takuya
It had been a week since Doctor Taichi had arrived. Hayate had held a welcoming party for the man, and had explained that while doing check-up's of Earth, making sure that someone like Nanoha or Hayate didn't show up again, they found the high level readings coming from Doctor Taichi. Naturally, worried that the man might cause trouble on Earth, he was invited to join the TSAB.
During the week that Doctor Taichi had grown accustomed to the place it became obvious to everyone that something strange was going on. The day Doctor Taichi had arrived Nanoha had swiftly left the clinic, despite her raging fever. In fact, she still hadn't been back to the clinic, and spent her time avoiding that area in general.
Hayate had been confused as to why, especially after Nanoha had collapsed at work from fatigue a few days after her fever had left but had refused to go to the clinic. It took a dinner with Shamal, Signum, Fate, and Nanoha for Hayate to finally learn the truth behind the situation, and even then it was like pulling teeth to learn anything.
Of course, just because Nanoha avoided the clinic avidly didn't mean that she still wouldn't see Doctor Taichi around. After all, people need to eat, and there is only one cafeteria for lunch on the grounds. Not to mention Taichi would make rounds and deliveries for Shamal. Whenever Nanoha saw the Doctor on one of his runs she would stop, frozen like a block of ice.
The only indication that Doctor Taichi knew who Nanoha was had been on the first day of his arrival, and that had been chalked up to being briefed on all the people who worked with the TSAB. Even after a week Taichi hadn't made any comments, and had pretty much done a fine job of ignoring Nanoha. It seemed as though he had no interests whatsoever with the woman.
Of course, things like that couldn't last very long. Especially when dealing with someone who is as stubborn as Nanoha. All it took was a simple injury on a mission for things to go south pretty quickly.
Nanoha had just returned from her latest mission, skipping by the office and heading straight home. Subaru and Nanoha had gone out on a simple recover mission, and Nanoha had taken a blast to her arm to protect Subaru. Her arm hurt a lot, so much she had a hard time moving it, but Nanoha was prepared to deal with the pain if it meant avoiding the clinic.
Although, that plan back fired when she opened the door and received an instant hug from Fate. Fate, not knowing of Nanoha's injury, jostled the woman's arm, causing her to cry out in pain. Fate panicked immediately and began checking Nanoha over, asking repeatedly what was wrong.
"It's nothing to worry about, my arm hurts is all." Nanoha said easily, brushing off her girlfriends concern.
Fate, however, didn't take Nanoha's answer to heart. She knew how much Nanoha hated the clinic, and knew that Nanoha would brush off an injury to avoid going there. So, with her own resolve, Fate placed a hand lightly on Nanoha's arm, and watched her lovers face screw up in pain.
"I wouldn't really call that nothing," Fate noted, her tone becoming bland from slight annoyance.
Nanoha let out a sigh, lightly moving Fate out of the doorway so she could enter the house. "Relax, Fate-chan, it really isn't anything that you need to worry about. It's just a small injury, is all."
Fate nodded, though she stopped Nanoha in the hallway. "If it's just a small injury, you wouldn't mind having Shamal take a quick look at it then. We'll just be in and out in a matter of seconds." She watched as Nanoha's eyes widen slightly at the suggestion, before shaking her head vehemently at the mere thought.
"I told you, it is fine Fate-chan. We don't need to worry Shamal with something like this." Nanoha said, though she sounded more desperate than before.
Fate let out a sigh, taking Nanoha's arm lightly with her hand. "Nanoha, you know we need to get your arm treated. Now, we can either do this the easy way, or the hard way."
Fate's threat was met with slight amusement, indicated by the quirk of Nanoha's eyebrow and the lilt of her lips. "Oh? And what might the hard way be?"
"This." Was Fate's simple answer, sweeping Nanoha off her feet and into her arms, swiftly caring her out the door and heading to the main building.
It took Nanoha a few moments for her brain to catch up to Fate's actions, and when it did she began to panic a little. "Fate, we really don't need to go." She said, struggling in her lover's arms.
Fate merely tightened her grip in reply, a small frown on her face. "I know you don't want to, but I want your arm to get looked at. I worry about you Nanoha, and don't want to see you hurting." That of course, also applied to the underlying situation that had been going on for a week now. However, having no idea how to help her new lover, Fate was forced to sit aside and watch as things slowly began to unfold.
In a matter of moments the doors to the main building opened before Fate as she carried Nanoha inside, heading straight for the clinic. When the two arrived, they were surprised to find that Shamal was not there.
Setting Nanoha lightly on one of the beds Fate glanced around, looking for any signs of someone being in the room. Seeing none, she let out a light sigh and stepped away from Nanoha's bed. "I'll be right back; I'm going to go find Shamal." Fate said, casting a worried eye on Nanoha.
Nanoha merely nodded in reply, and watched quietly as Fate left the room, turning down the hallway as the doors closed behind her.
As soon as Fate left and the doors closed Nanoha let out a weary sigh, sending her own furtive glance around the room. Silence filled the room for a good minute or so before Nanoha heard the door slide open again.
"Welcome back Fate-chan, did you find Shama-?" Nanoha asked, though her words lodged in her throat as she caught sight of Doctor Taichi entering the room instead of Fate.
Doctor Taichi looked up in surprise, not having expected to see someone in the clinic. "Oh, hello Nanoha. Sorry, I didn't know you would be in here. Ah, are you here alone?" He asked, glancing around the room as he spoke. After receiving no answer, but seeing no one else in the room the Doctor smiled a little to himself. "Good, I'm glad we're going to have the chance to spend some time together."
Nanoha pressed herself back against the headboard, her eyes wide in panic and fear, finding herself unable to run away as Doctor Taichi slid into the bed with her. Unbeknown to Nanoha, Doctor Taichi had slid the lock into place as soon as he had entered the room, having already known Nanoha was in there alone.
"It's been so long, hasn't it, Nanoha?" Doctor Taichi asked, pressing Nanoha further into the bed, his hand sliding up her shirt lightly. "I wonder, how did things turn out with your parents? You didn't tell them, did you? About me?" His breath was creeping past her ear, his lips pressed against her temple. "After all, if you did, they would hate you. Because you're soiled, and a very dirty person."
Nanoha whimpered in response, tears welling up in her eyes. It was like past and present collided. She was reliving the moments in the hospital, and yet she was also living current moments as she felt the Doctor's cold hand sliding her clothes off of her. "You just need to relax, Nanoha. I know you really like this." He whispered, breathing into her ear again.
And the next few moments were lost upon her. All she knew was that her senses exploded more than once, Doctor Taichi was whispering to her the entire time about how bad of a person she was, and how stupid she had been to ever think that Doctors could ever be anything different than when she was 6 or 7.
"I'm glad you haven't forgotten." Doctor Taichi said, snapping Nanoha back into reality. He had a grin on his face as he buttoned his shirt. "The fact that you're a dirty little girl. One that can never be loved."
Tears slid down Nanoha's cheek as she watched him leave the room, leaving her lying in the bed broken and scarred. "Dirty. I'm dirty. Can't be loved." She whimpered to herself, her chest heaving with silent sobs.
Dear god Taichi just pisses me off! I just really want to smack his face . . . but he makes for an interesting character, that can help develop things along. So for now I'll keep him, because he still has value.
But regardless, let me know what you guys think! Geez, hopefully I don't take that long to update again. But I'm liking the turn my mind suddenly decided, a lot better than the direction that the other version of this chapter had been going.
Hopefully, next chapter, we'll see more dialogue. And maybe some more description . . . description is lacking in this chapter for more obvious reasons, especially at the end there. But anyways, thanks for reading, and sorry for the long break!