I need to thank so many people and I have yet to do that, so here it is!!
I need to thank Culinaromancer especially, she's always willing to help me with my stories, even though she has a story to work on herself. If it weren't for her, this story wouldn't go half as fast as it does, and I'd probably end up with month long intervals, or longer! So thank you so much to you, Culinaromancer!
Also I need to thank all my Loyal reviewers, you know, the ones who only have nice things to say, and actually take the time to tell me how I did and everything...
First there's Kazegami-Inkpot, Okay, honestly, she has one of the most amazing stories on Fanfiction, not to mention she's currently working on a sequel, and she still chooses to read and review mine as well! And, of course, only has positive remarks! Thank you Inky!
TechNomaNcer28, I need to thank you as well! You always find the time to review my story, and were even my first reviewer if I'm not mistaken, thanks a lot!
Gunz Ablaze, thank you so much! I was glad to hear you so encouraging when I was moaning and whining about wanting fluff (yeah, I can get pretty annoying sometimes, can't I?) thank you so much!
Thank you! You're all sooo UH-mazing!!(my friend's word-I'm taking it)
I'm reeeeaaaalllyyy Sorry if I missed someone who deserved to be mentioned. I just went off those who seemed to always review my story, thanks to all of you!
"Oh, come on! Why are we here anyway! I'm bored, can't I go somewhere else? I want to see Anise! Can I--"
"Because we have to be here, I don't care, no we can't, too bad, and to whatever you were about to say, the answer is no."
At that moment, Luella realized it didn't take to long to get Sync pissed off.
"But--"
"Damn it, no!"
She mumbled something incoherent under her breath, before turning away and leaning against the wall, crossing her arms and pouting.
It seemed to be going fine until Dist decided to talk... He just seems to screw everything up, doesn't he?
"Could we have something...accidentally happen to her? She's annoying me."
Luella whirled around in her spot, getting up on her knees to glare at him in the distant end on the room, "I'm not even doing anything to you!" She objected, her hands balling up into fists.
It only took a few seconds, but he was soon at a very uncomfortable proximity of her face, "Why don't you shut up and sit still like a good little prisoner?" He acquired, backing away from Luella slightly.
Next thing, Luella's hand was clenched into a fist, her arm outstretch, and Dist was out of his chair, hurtling across the room. There was a crash, a thump, and a groan as Dist hit the wall, then attempted to stand up, only succeeding in falling over again. Luella was clutching her sides to stop from laughing at the befallen God-general.
In a fit of anger, Dist pulled out a remote, and a small robot wheeled up to Luella. She glanced at the contraption, before kicking it in the opposite direction, causing it to fall off the edge of the room.
By now, Dist's face was beat red, and Luella swore she saw stem coming out of his ears. She started laughing.
He growled loudly, "You just wait until my Kaiser Dist X-II is finished! You'll be sorry!"
She didn't answer, she only fell on the floor laughing from his expression.
"Ohhh, this is all going in my revenge journal!" He screamed, as his chair flew to him from behind, he sat down and, pulling out a small notebook, began scribbling furiously.
Luella finally calmed down, getting up off the floor, "That...was fun!" She claimed, between giggles. Dist glared at her through the rim of his glasses, before getting back to writing in his 'revenge journal.'
Luella broke into a fit of giggles again.
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Sync and Dist were currently enraptured in their work, Asch had long since gone, ever since he had finished with his part of the job...Whatever the job was. Luke, which Luella had recently clarified as 'the dreck' was lying unconscious in a certain chamber.
Sneaking over to the center of the room, she kneeled over Luke on the machine. Shaking him awake, his eyes slowly opened.
"Huh...?" He said, none too quietly, "Wha--"
She clamped her hand over his mouth, glancing back at Sync and Dist, finding them still engrossed in their work. She quietly shushed Luke.
"Let me see your sword..." She ordered, reaching for the hilt of his sword, but he quickly recoiled.
"No way! Not after you tried to kill me last time--" In a frantic gesture, she knocked him out, jumping off the machine and hiding behind it.
"Did you hear that?" A voice asked, one which could be clearly distinguished as Sync's.
"Hmm? What noise?" Dist replied.
"Nevermind..." He mumbled. It was silent after that.
Her breath was slightly ragged, still shaken up from nearly being caught. She wouldn't risk waking Luke up again, not after he refused to lend her his sword, and she'd be damned if she tried to get it while he was out cold. He was practically lying on it, and he's just about twice her size!
She heard fast, light foot steps, a battle cry- from a voice she couldn't recognize- then the sound of something clattering to the ground. She peeked over the edge of the machine.Guy was standing in a battle stance, his sword withdrawn, as Sync- from afar- was kneeling over, he slowly stood up.
She was sure her expression mimicked Guy's, she let out a quiet 'whoa' before stumbling backwards, unintentionally throwing herself into clear view.
Sync was standing there, facing Guy. Everything was as it normally was, except for the absence of one aspect- his mask was off- giving anyone who was looking a clear view of his face. From afar, she didn't exactly get a perfect look, but she could see an uncanny resemblance to the Fon Master Ion.
Sync quickly jumped over to his mask, bending over and sliding it back into place. Luella's eyes were still wide, and her mouth hung slightly agape. Yeah, maybe it was childish- but she thought he hid his face because it was...deformed or something...
But it was normal- more than normal- there was no way she'd outwardly admit to it, but he was- in the only way she would allow herself to put it- 'scarcely attractive.'
Guy quickly picked up the Fon disks before rushing towards the rest of the group, which had now entered. Anise looked over the room, her eyes falling upon a bewildered Luella.
"Luella!" She called, relief evident in her voice (probably from finding out Luella wasn't dead from falling off of a building) as she began running toward her.
Sync's eyes flickered to Luella's fallen form, her eyes noticeably widened as she met his gaze. He gritted his teeth as he caught sight of Anise rushing toward her, and in what seemed like a blink of an eye, he was beside Luella, hoisting her to her feet- quite roughly. Anise froze in her place, before Tear reached out and pulled her back, running out the door with the others.
"Damn it!" Sync hissed, beginning to run for the door, but they had gone. He growled under his breath, before turning towards Luella, whose azure eyes considerably widened. He stalked past her, grabbing her arm and forcing her out the opposite end of the room. She squirmed and gripped the edge of the doorway.
"No! Sync, I want to go with them!" she stressed, trying to pry his hand off her arm, which only made him tighten his grip. She winced.
"No, I have orders to keep you under my watch, now let go of the damn wall!"
"Not until you let go of me!"
"Then you'll try to run away!"
She scoffed, loudly, "So?"
"Luella, Let. Go."
"No!"
Luella..." He growled threateningly, but she pressed on.
"Nu-uh!"
"You're acting like a child!"
"I'm Thirteen! I have a right to act like a child!" She retorted, wincing yet again as his grip tightened.
"That's it! Fine!" He caved. Yet, contrary to her belief, he didn't let her go, instead her threw her over his shoulder carelessly. She began to scream.
"Hey! That's not fair! Put me down!"
He only ignored her.
"I mean it Sync, put me down!"
Yet again, he pretended not to hear, causing her to growl in annoyance.
"Sync--"
He jerked his shoulder so that it jabbed her in the abdomen, she yelped. "Shut up..." He ordered.
He could practically feel her scowl...