pairings in there. So... yeah. Neku/Shiki fans NEED me! ...But I'll still try to complete everything. Just for you
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Gary waved away the paramedic. "He's fine... just in a bit of shock. I'll take him home, then he should be back in school with the rest of them on Wednesday or
so. "
Drew brushed off the last bit of glass from his shoulder as his mentor pulled out a long shard of metal from the boys spine unobtrusively and turned it into dust. "Tell
us how Savannah is, ok? Let's get you home, Drew, " so I can utterly DESTROY YOU, Gary shouted into his head. Rage was radiating from the Shade in
waves, seeming able to banish Drew to the deepest pits of Hell.
The teleport home was silent and nerve wracking. Once in the safety of the kitchen, for the longest time, all Gary could do was pace.
"Why, Drew? Why? "
This was obviously a question Drew was not meant to answer. Wisely he opted to stay silent as Gary continued on his tirade.
"Ok... I can get past your human desire to defend May but... In the name of Lucifer and all the demons in Hell... " He switched languages, and began cursing
rapidly in German (his favorite language).
"Subtly is how demons survive. That is the sole reason we haven't been wiped off the face of the earth yet. Of all the ways to inflict pain!! Curse her children, sap
her energy, set ward around her that breaks everything she touches... So. Many. Other. Ways. And what did you do? "
Gary took a very deep, very long breath. "You dropped a light fixture on her. I honestly do not know what to do with you. I'm seriously considering reporting
you to your White-eyes and letting him deal with you... "
Drew flinched as the Shade continued with, "but letting this leak will reflect badly on me. You were, and are, my best student. This is beyond a novice mistake.
Are you TRYING to fail? "
"I... "
"This is not like you. You are clean. Thorough. Better than this. What do you have to say for yourself? "
"...I'm sorry, Gary. "
The Shade actually froze in mid pace. Slowly he turned around, dark brown eyes narrowed, calculating. "You're...sorry? " Then he gave a half- chuckle. "Heh.
I see. "
Abruptly, he turned to leave. "You're free to do as you please, Drew. "
"Where are you going? "
"To clean up your mess. "
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The bright but cool fall sun illuminated the path in front of May, shafts of gold shifting through the red and amber leaves as she jogged to Drew's house after school
for an explanation as to what happened yesterday.
Everyone had heard of the 'electrical glitch' that dropped part of the ceiling on the two high-school students. A few had heard about how drugs with Savannah's
fingerprints were found in May's locker, and that as soon as she was better she was going to be 'talked too'. No one, however, had heard about the girl's status
yet.
Her small knuckles rapped the wood with an authority she didn't feel. "Hello? "
8 inches of serrated blade suddenly grew from the door in front of her face. She squealed, and jumped backwards.
"May? Is that you? My bad... I thought it was the cops... "
Gary nonchalantly yanked the blade from the wood and indicated the upstairs. "Sorry about that. Drew is in his room. First door on the right. "
Half expecting to open the door to some twisted chamber, May pushed open the door revealing a rather... normal looking room. Bed in the center, clothes on the
floor, stereo in the corner, bookshelves and desk against one wall.
However, what was definitely NOT normal was the creature curled up on the bed. It had long arms, oddly jointed legs that resembled a cat's hind limbs, uneven
brownish skin, and far too many sharp angles. The huge eyes were closed- he was napping. Of course his human form required some concentration and effort,
something he would not have when he was sleeping.
As she looked closer, May discovered something shocking and saddening. This body had once been human... and the cause of the ribbed, bumpy skin was
thousands of scars. He looked like he'd been thrown in a chipper shredder and sew back together in a new shape.
Marking the long dark talons, she traced a wide, jagged rent down the length of his arm. Revulsion, fear, and pity knotted her stomach up. "Drew... "
One huge eye opened a slit, then he jumped with shock, a ripple of shadowy mist running over his body as he adopted his human form and sat up to address her.
"May?! What are you doing here? "
"Um.. I c-came to ask you some stuff. "
His eyes bounced off of hers, as was usual, and he made a face that plainly said 'And this couldn't wait until tomorrow?'. "Ask away, " he shrugged.
"Um... " Her fingers still tingled with the memory of his knotty flesh- it was rather distracting. "What happened with Savannah? "
He scowled slightly. "I... sorta... I don't know exactly what happened. " He shook his head, letting his thick green locks cover his face slightly, revealing a fresh
and angry red line down the side of his face.
"What happened to your face? " She tilted her head to the side slightly. "Well, it would look rather odd if I escaped unscathed after part of the ceiling fell on me.
She still hasn't woken up yet, by the way. "
Blood seeped from a crack in the scab on his face. Catching her expression, he scowled. "What's with you? Eat something odd? "
"Does it hurt? " She asked quietly?
"This? No. "
"I mean... all those scars... what was it like? "
Drew froze for a moment like a deer caught in the headlights. "I... I don't really remember. It was Hell, ok? That's all I really know. Just... drop it, ok? Forget it.
"
"Ok... See you tomorrow. "
"All right... " He rose up and walked with her to the door. Before she left, his mouth twisted up suddenly.
"What? "
"I forgot. You're Juliet now. " A chuckle escaped from his throat. "Such fun. "
"Bye then... Romeo. " May smiled, and for the first time, it was genuine. She turned to go home.
"Hey! "
The brunette turned around to see him smirking. "See you tomorrow. Hope you're prepared this time. "
"Count on it! "
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Ok, so it's not really good yet, but.. better, I hope. But, short. Really rather short.
((Stupid fakking pnemonia...))