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Right so I'm finally freaking back! Any one miss me? Yeah I didn't think so... Oh well. So anyway yeah... My excuse for being late this time is a few things actually. Yes they're all true! You bumpkin. Any way! My excuses! Well for starters I just moved to a new town, big house and all that junk food. Second, this laptop is beyond dead. I've got it hooked up to a normal monitor because the laptop monitor keeps going white. Not good. And last, the love of my life just went off to boot camp. It's really Umbrella Corp. They're gonna turn him into a zombie and I'm going to have to shoot him in the face, tears streaking my face. It'll be very dramatic. Yeah so you're probably bored with all this so I'm just get to the story now. Bye. -
Chapter Ten
She looked so beautiful that night. The candle light mixed just right with the rays of the Gibbeus Moon to make her glow. The ceremony was a drag until they called her name. She stepped out of the white tent, her dark hair twisted into a thick coil around her head. The white cloth smothering her beautiful body swirled over her bare shins as she padded to the tribe's leader.
Lenn knelt before Perih Vashai and whispered something in ancient Mithra. When she finished, Valhi smiled at Panaa, who squeezed my hand. My lady rose and took a step back, giving me a timid smile, her chest heaving from nervousness. I think my heart skipped a beat right then. And then a bunch of other pretty Mithras, all in the same white corseted dresses as Lenn, did the exact same thing. Well, except for the smiling at me bit. Panaa let go of my hand to push back her mostly silver tresses. "Come on, young sirrr. Let's see if we can't get a closerrr look," she whispered, taking my hand again.
It wasn't hard getting close to Lennia. Guess the Mithra have a lot of respect for her. The crowd parted for us and there she was. Altana is she beautiful! The back of her dress swooped down to the middle of her back before it laced together and I gulped. Ohja, a damn sneaky black mage and sister to Lenn if you hadn't known already, slapped my bum, smirking. "It's been a while, Meekale."
"Some how I knew you would find me."
Panaa looked at us for a moment before shrugging off what ever went through her head and smiled. "I guess you two know each otherrr?" We nodded. "Than I suppose I'll leave you two to catch up." Ohja nodded her thanks to her mother and watched her walk away. She sighed, flipping her lilac hair.
"What?"
"You neverrr could stay away."
"Not with all the body language, no. Not my fault. I blame you."
"Gee, thanks." Ohja looked out at the newly made women. "It's my sisterrr now, huh?"
"It's always been your sister, Ohja."
"I know, I know. I was foolish to fall forrr you. Does she rrememberrr you at all?" I shook my head sadly. "It's not yourrr fault. She was young when you left. Still don't know why you did that to me. To us."
"I have my reasons. And she was twelve. That isn't young."
"Whateverrr." Vashai began saying something in Ancient Mithran, picking up a white candle. "It was just afterrr the cerremony, wasn't it? You stayed to watch me dance and then disappearred. You brroke my hearrt, you know." I looked down at her but she still watched Sashay. "Nearrly killed me. She rrememberrrs that much. Some one stole my hearrt and she had sworrn to avenge me."
"Oh that's great to hear."
"You won't do herrr like you did me, will you? Get herrr to love you and then split? You know I'd hunt you down and kill you fasterrr than you can blink," Ohja said seriously, suddenly looking me straight in the eye. Damn creepy feline.
"I don't doubt that. She doesn't love me though." It hurt to say that. Ohja only flicked her ear. "Yeah. You remember my friend, Tiergan?" She nodded cautiously. "That's who has her heart. But Pia still has his."
"She always did," Ohja whispered. She opened her mouth and left it open as drums began to beat from high above. Regaining her composure, she said, "I'm sorrrry, Meekale. I can only hope she rrrealizes herrr mistake beforre it's too late." I nodded, my thoughts going back to Lenn's heartbroken screams and tear stained face. The mess she had become in under an hour. From the end of my mind, I heard Ohja say something.
I blinked. "What was that?"
"I said she's kinda young forrr you. Eight yearrrs is a big differrrrence. Does she know you'rre as old as you arre?" I shook my head." You have to tell herrr beforre things get complicated." I gave her a solemn nod as the drumming suddenly became mixed with the sound of thumping feet. Ohja opened her mouth but I put a hand over it, watching Lenn.
She was a spinning blur. The only differences between her and her kin were the ears and her unmatched beauty. All the Mithra danced in unison. It was amazing. Their white skirts rose up from speed to the middle of their thighs, allowing the crowd to catch glimpses of their tribal tattoos. Their cat like grace really shows when they dance. Especially Lenn if that makes sense. As she dance and twirled and flipped loose hair back from her face, I felt something I had never felt before. It was a numbing sort of a shock. I inhaled as I watched but couldn't breathe out. I hadn't realized how much I had truly loved her until right then. I hadn't even realized what love really felt like. But there, standing in the crowd, seeing Lenn flick her wrists with her 'sisters' and lightly paw at the ground, whipping her dress in different directions, my eyes opened onto the universe and I understood everything there was to understand about love and beauty and true happiness. I knew there was no one above her and there never could be. -
.POV CHANGE! DON'T GET CONFUSED!.
"This is yours," Meekale whispered. Cool metal suddenly came to rest around my neck and red jewel fell onto my breast, causing me to struggle with a shudder. I turned around before examining the jewel and thanked him. Meekale smiled warmly as I picked the red gem up. It's a small, gleaming circular ruby set into silver with a fine silver chain. On the back, a tiny M is engraved. It's really beautiful. Artisan quality. "I know it's nothing amazing or any-"
"Star Sybil... Meekale. Where did you get this? It's beautiful. I can't believe - I mean- I'll never take it off. I promise. Thank you," I whispered. I looked up from the necklace to see his beaming smile. I miss seeing his slightly off smile. And Tiergan's smile. Ohja's. Star Sybil, any one smile! The last things I saw before waking up here were my sister's fist and the carpet in the throne room. Ungrateful little... Anyway. We stood there for an awkward moment before I asked a really bad question. "Did Tiergan come?"
Meekale looked down at his boots. "I'm sorry Lenn. I tried to tell him but he was with the wench." That wiped my smile right off. "He may have heard me yelling up to him about all of this and how important it is for you on his way up the stairs, Pia dragging him of course. So, uh, he might be here. I wouldn't count on it though. "I don't know why I had kept trying for Tiergan. He had broken my heart, made me feel wretched, forgot about me when I needed him. Hell, didn't even mention Meekale's part in saving me. Why couldn't I love some one else? Why couldn't I love some one who loved me back? Some one like Meekale perhaps. No, I thought,
Meekale doesn't work. He can't love me. What if he's something like Tiergan? Acts really sweet, gets you something amazing, lets you fall in love with him and then acts like there was never anything between us. Don't do this again, Lenn. Not so soon. I sighed and Meekale looked up. "Don't dwell on it. It only-"
"Makes it worse, I know," I finished. He gave me a half hearted smile and held out his arms. Not paying attention to my conscious, I took the hug willingly and he wrapped his arms around me gently. It felt weird having some one touch my bare skin. We stayed, embracing each other, for a few moments and slowly, my smile crept back onto my face and we rocked to the beat of the drums. Maybe he isn't like Tiergan. He doesn't seem to be anything like Tiergan. But Tiergan was sweet at first too. You don't know Meekale all that well. I didn't know Tiergan either! Maybe - no. Stop it. I refuse to let myself get hurt again.
"You're stunningly beautiful," Meekale whispered. I looked up from his chest, my smile growing. "You are. Altana couldn't create something more beautiful than you if she tried. Especially not tonight. Tonight, you're just wow." I laughed, feeling another lock of hair fall into my face. "That just made it better. A man could go blind from your beauty. I think I am. It seems to be getting darker..."
"You bum. The moon is going down. You're not blind," I giggled. "And it's not nice to make a girl blush from empty words."
"Empty- empty words? Are you mad? My words are not empty! They're about as filled as a balloon is with smoke and gases! How can you say that? I'll have you know I rarely say something I don't mean," he said, mocking seriousness. I held back a giggle. "I would never lie to you Lennia," he added, his tone becoming soft.
"Good." I didn't know why, but I put my head back against his chest. I guess he didn't mind considering his grip around me tightened just a little. Meekale whispered something under his breath and my eyes widened. Did he just- no. He wouldn't. Star Sybil, Lennia! Just leave be! You're going way too fast considering you've just had your heart ripped out through your nose! Suppressing a sigh, I pressed against Meekale harder. I heard his heart beat quicken in one ear and listened to his chanted 'I love you' with the other. Once again, a tiny small slipped onto my face. Before I realized what I truly felt and what I was thinking, I whispered, "Meekale... I think I have some thing to tell you. You might not like to hear it but it's the truth and I need to tell you. I think I may be in lo-"
"Is this a bad time?" Perih Vashai materialized out of the shadows. Quickly pulling away from Meekale, I shook my head. "Arre you surre?"
I smiled politely. "Of course I'm sure, ma'am."
Perih nodded and smiled to Meekale. "Nice to see you again, Meekale." Meekale bowed courteously. "Lennia, yourrr motherrr and I have been debating a grreat deal of things concerrning you." Worry laced Meekale's and my expressions, causing the Chieftain to pat my shoulder comfortingly. That only made me more worried. "Lennia, yourrr motherrr and I have agreed on something verry important. We believe it's time you learrn about yourrr herritage and who yourrr rreal motherrr is." -
Okay, so there ya go. Next chapter I still have to write before I put down for you so you might be a little hosed. Just a tad. I have the first paragraph down though! That should bring you some hope! Anyway, leave me so love and by love I mean good reviews. But you already knew that. Aren't you just a bright little light bulb? Ska.