Here's the second part, now that you guys see the length of how much I was writing, you can understand why I split it into two parts ._.
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Dee & Dum: Ooohh, you're bein' a bad girl.
Void: Yeah, like you two can talk! You guys skip out on your job all the time!
Elliot: Which is exactly why, I'll be dragging you two back now!
Dee: Stupid Chickie Rabbit!
Dum: Why should we listen to ya?!
Elliot: *punches both of them on top of their heads* Shut up you little shits and get back to work.
Void: Thanks, Elliot!
Elliot: No problem.
Void: I don't own J/C/HnKnA, QuinRose does... If I owned it though, I would've made it so that English versions of her game can be sold, so I can actually play it instead of having to spend hours on my laptop researching all day -_-
Chapter XIII: Reunited Part 2
*Blake's POV*
I was slowly stirring the gravy over the stove. Maybe I should've been more patient with the twins… I tapped the wooden spoon on the side of the pot and placed it on the spoon rest by the stove. Switching over to the pan, I poured some olive oil onto the sweet onions the oil making a satisfying sizzle as I sautéed them. Blake you don't have time to think about that, concentrate on cooking. It was easy to forget about everything while cooking. I did the math in my head, and if my calculations were right, all of the food should be done at the same time, I just had to keep track of when to stir this or that or else it'll all become charred.
Arms wrapped around my waist and warm breath tickled my neck. My face immediately flushed red. Wh-wha? Wh-who…?
"Smells good." Ace's familiar voice sounded behind me and I relaxed slightly. Wait, why am I relaxing? If anything I should be completely tense, I shouldn't trust him at all.
"Yes, the rosemary and olive oil chicken does smell quite… mouthwatering."
"No…" He hugged me closer to his chest his arms tightening around me. "You smell good." I felt myself freeze up. Wh-what? He buried his face into my neck and inhaled deeply to emphasize his point. "You smell like mist and honey almost like daisies." Warmth spread from my ears all the way down to my toes. My heartbeat quickened its pace. "I wonder what you taste like," he whispered, his hot breath fanned across my neck and his hands trailed lower down to my hips. My breathing hitched. "Do I make you nervous?"
"A-Ace," my voice was whispery, "I'm trying to c-cook." My hands were shaking as I turned off the burner for the onions so they wouldn't get burnt while Ace… distracted me.
"I know you are, but this was the only time I could find time with you… alone."
I frowned. "And why would you want to see me, alone?" My voice was quivering. Dear God, what is happening to me?!
"How are things going with Julius?" It sounded like a completely normal question, but there had to be some sort of motive behind it, especially if he wanted to see me alone.
"I think that… we have…" Oh bloody hell; I don't know what kind of relationship we have! One second Julius is nice and in the next he's cold and distant. I don't know what to think! "…a mutual understanding for one another. We respect each other's personal space." Well I respect his personal space, I don't know about the other way around. He did practically go behind my back and take me off of work. Jerk, I'm trying to pay you off!
"Is that it?" What? He wanted to know more?
"Well, sometimes things can get pretty awkward between us, but that's a social impairment we both share, so it's not really of any significance."
Ace was silent for a few seconds. "Then why does Julius look at you the way he does? Why does he look at you with such… longing?" He does? Why? "Why did he follow you?! He never leaves the Clock Tower, not without me there, shadowing him."
I chewed the inside of my cheek. "I really wish I had a cohesive answer for you, Ace, I really do, but… I don't understand the man myself. I barely know him." I laughed dryly. "Hell, I barely know you." I stirred the gravy to make sure it wouldn't start hardening on me. Supper should be done soon. "Ace, I'm sorry, I can't help you, but…" A wave of sorrow came over me. Alice… "I want to be left alone, to think about some things… so I'd appreciate it if you—"
"You don't need to be sad about Alice." He rested his chin on my shoulder. I didn't know what to think about our current position, it was so intimate, and yet, it felt so right. "If you ever get lost, I'll be there for you. We can be lost together." He sounded almost sad, but happy at the same time. Without thinking I gently placed my hand on top of his head, and I turned my face to look at him. His red eyes were filled with curiosity.
"Ace, you're the last person, I thought, who'd be comforting me actually."
"Really?"
"Yeah, and you continue to surprise and amaze."
He grinned. "I'm pretty good at that."
"Yes, yes you are." I smiled back at him, before my smile faded away. "Ace, you're really a lonely person aren't you?"
He kept his smile on his face. "What are you talking about?"
"I've noticed it from the moment that I met you, that you had… this mask on. You would put this smile on your face to shield your true inner emotions. The only person that you would take off your mask around is Julius. You care about him deeply, I can tell." My hand slid down to his shoulder, and I comfortingly squeezed his shoulder. "What I'm trying to say is… Ace, when you get lost, you can take my hand, and I'll show you the way…"
Ace buried his face into my neck/shoulder and was silent for a very long time. I was starting to become worried that he might've passed out or something due to his silence, so I was surprised when his rose eyes met mine. "You promise?"
My eyes softened. "I promise, Ace."
"So this means that we're going to get married, Angel, right?"
I deadpanned. What. "What are you talking about?"
"Well, you said that if I ever got lost that I could 'take your hand' in marriage." Leave it up to Ace to ruin the moment.
"I didn't mean it like that!" My face was beat red. "I-I just meant that I would lead you when you were lost."
"Oooohh~ there are so many dirty things in that sentence that I would be eager to let you to do~."
"Wha-what are you talking about?!"
"But I assure you, I know exactly what I'm doing when it comes to physical action~."
"Wha-huh?" I have no idea what he's talking about! But whatever it is, it isn't good. "Well," I swallowed, "I wasn't proposing to you, okay?"
"Are you sure about that?"
"Yes, I'm sure! Besides why would I propose to you if we haven't even been on a date, or even kissed for that matter?!" I squeaked. "Not to mention that we're both men—" Suddenly I was flipped around, and Ace pressed his body against mine, effectively trapping me against the oven.
"Well, that can be arranged~." I'm sure he would've leaned in closer, if it wasn't for the fact that l had a kitchen knife pointing at his side. He smiled. "I thought foreigners won't use weapons."
"Whoever said this foreigner wouldn't?" I shot back at him.
"Good point." He suddenly shot forward, pressing a chaste kiss to my cheek before dancing out of my knife's reach. He headed towards the kitchen exit. "Oh yeah, one more thing, Angel." He held up a finger, looking at me with a sly smile. His eyes traveled up and down my body approvingly, and I felt myself self-consciously shuffling my feet on the floor. "You look sexy in an apron." My face flamed.
"Ace!" The knife imbedded itself into the wall next to him. He laughed like a hyena while running off. That idiot. My face was still red as I pulled the knife out of the wall and threw it into the kitchen sink to be washed later. I exhaled loudly in frustration.
I feel like I'm forgetting something… The smell of something burning reached my nostrils. My eyes widened. THE CHICKEN! I whipped open the stove door and pulled out the black chicken. Noooo! I wanted to cry; instead I banged my head against the counter top.
That IDIOT!
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*Ace's POV*
Ace's insides were twisting with complete and utter joy. Oh… Blake has no idea how happy he made him. He sat at the table, Blake set up in Julius's workroom, across from Julius and Alice. Ace had a huge smile on his face, but unlike the usual fake-ones, this one was actually real. Blake you truly are an angel aren't you? Why else would anyone be so kind to me?
Angel set the food on the table before us. It smelled delicious! "Here is your supper, everyone." He bowed before turning to take his leave. Ace's hand shot out and grabbed Angel's hand, effectively preventing him from leaving, but he noticed that Blake jumped at his touch. His smile became wider.
"There's something missing, Angel~!" Ace felt Blake slightly struggle trying to rip his hand away, but he would have none of that. He pulled Blake down into his lap and hugged him close. "I'm so hungry~!"
Blake froze in his grasp. Ace could feel himself snickering on the inside. Blake was so cute when he did that. "I-If you mean the chicken, I was unable to salvage that—"
Ace chuckled. Blake is so innocent. "I meant that you are the one who's missing." He kissed Blake's neck. "How could I eat without the main course," his voice became husky, as he enjoyed Blake's body being pressed against his. Blake's body was so small compared to his; it was so easy to forget that he was a boy.
"A-Ace," Blake squirmed completely flustered, "let go of me this instant!"
"No, I don't wanna!" He grinned. He enjoyed it when he was the cause of Blake losing his composure. "You're so sweet~ I could just eat you up~."
"EAT THIS!" Suddenly a spoon full of gravy was shoved into his mouth.
"Mmrggrhhrrfff!" He felt Blake slip out of his grasp.
Blake ran out the door yelling over his shoulder, "I'm so sorry, that you had to see such a spiteful thing, young mistress!"
Ace strained when swallowing the scalding hot gravy, Blake forced down his throat. He should be more careful from now on; Blake seemed to be very good at finding weapons to use against him in every environment so far. He had to find a place where there would be nothing to use as a weapon against him. A maniacal grin crossed his face as the gears of a plan spun, forming a plan. His thought process was interrupted by a spoon clattering across the table from him. "Hm?"
Julius and Alice were staring at him with wide eyes. Alice had a massive blush on her face that spread from ear to ear, and Julius had a small blush, but his mouth was hanging wide open. Ace found himself grinning at their silly expressions, completely clueless as to way they were staring at him like that, but hey, he didn't mind. They weren't ignoring him.
"Stop it, you guys. I know I'm good looking and everything, but you don't have to stare~." Ace laughed.
"You PERVERT!" Alice slammed her hands down onto the table. "Why would you do that to Blake?!"
"Why wouldn't I? He was so adorable, I couldn't resist~!" It was true, he couldn't. Whenever he was around Blake, he always had this sudden urge to touch him.
"Do you have no pride!?"
"Pride? Who needs that, when I could just take whatever I want?" And he wanted Blake, oh so much. But what for? He was pretty sure he didn't love Blake, so he didn't know why he wanted to be near him so much. But who cares, as long as he gets to see Angel's cute face, nothing else mattered!
Alice sighed, smacking her palm against her forehead.
Ace dug into the food that Blake managed to salvage. He thought that it was cute how Angel couldn't think clearly when he was in the room. Noticing that Julius and Alice weren't touching their food, Ace asked, "Aren't you guys going to eat?"
"How do you expect us to eat after seeing something like that?!" Alice snapped at him causing him to laugh.
"More for me then!" He grabbed both of their plates easily clearing them. "Too bad the chicken got burnt." It really was too bad. Blake's cooking was really good, and he would've loved to taste the original recipe of chicken with whatever sides he was planning, instead of eating a plate of steamed vegetables and gravy on top that Blake whipped together at last minute.
"Ace… Blake doesn't like to be touched by people."
"Really~? Because he seems to really enjoy being touched by me~."
"No, he gets really nervous when you start touching him—"
"Is that why his heart beats really fast?"
She sighed clearly getting annoyed by me, and I smiled basking in her irritation. "Yes, that's why his heart beats really fast. Anyways, it took even me a couple of years till he felt comfortable with me touching him." Ace felt suddenly jealous. How long has Alice been touching his Angel? He didn't like knowing that Blake has been touched by others. Only he (and Julius) was allowed to touch Blake. He didn't care if he had to lock him up in a cage in order to do so.
"But Angel looked quite nervous when you hugged him today," he remarked suspiciously.
"Yes, well… we used to be really close, he didn't mind if I hugged him then." Ace would have killed Alice at that moment, if it wasn't for the fact that Julius was right there, and that Julius cared about Alice. Envy boiled under his skin. He wanted to be able to hug Blake without Blake trying to get away from him, or attacking him. "But then again, I was always the one who initiated the hug, Blake never hugged me on his own…" she sounded a little sad, and Ace reveled in her sorrow. He grinned to himself. Blake hugged him, not her. Sure, Blake was scared at the time, but a hug is still a hug!
Ace noticed Julius was fidgeting slightly. "Is there something wrong, Julius?"
Julius turned his face to the side and slightly blushed. "It's nothing." Ohh~ what's this? Julius is hiding something from me?
Alice tapped her chin, a frown appearing. "Now that I think about it… I don't recall Blake ever taking off his gloves. Even while washing the dishes—for goodness sake!—he always had some sort of glove on." Ace did remember that Blake was wearing a new pair of gloves while he was cooking. The knight smiled, he was going to have fun finding out why.
Angel, I'm going to have so much fun with you! Ace's red eyes flashed with excitement. He couldn't wait to corrupt that pure and innocent angel.
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*Blake's POV*
My heart was thumping wildly inside my chest, my breathing was erratic, and blush wouldn't go away. What did that imprudent knight do to me?! My skin where he kissed me felt like it was on fire. Did he poison me?! I don't understand! I squeezed my shirt covering just over my heart, trying, but failing, to make it calm down. I thumped my head against the side of the cupboard I was hiding inside of. Why am I even hiding?!
"So this means we're going to get married Angel, right?" I remembered Ace's question from earlier. God, why would he say such a thing? I couldn't tell whether he was kidding, or not! You don't just say that to anyone… But then again, he's Ace and Ace does a lot of… weird things.
"Ugh, why can't I stop blushing?" I closed my eyes. This sucks… he really did poison me, didn't he?
I heard the door to kitchen creak open. My breathing stopped. The soft clunk of footsteps echoed off of the tile creating a bouncing effect in the kitchen. It wasn't Ace I knew that, Ace dragged his feet when he walked. Wait… why did I know that? Am I that familiar with him already!? Dear God, don't let that leech get attached to me anymore than he needs to!
The footsteps stopped right outside the cupboard I was in, and I went completely still.
"Blake?" I recognized Alice's voice immediately. "Are you in here?"
I opened my mouth on reflex to answer, but nothing came out. I closed my mouth and frowned. Why would she want to talk to me? My eyes saddened. I wasn't sure if I was ready to talk to her just yet. But I shouldn't delay her, should I? I mean what kind of servant doesn't answer their master? A disobedient one, that's what. Turns out that I'm quite the improper servant, huh? I'm unable to protect my mistress, I've insulted her friends, I've disappointed her, and now I'm becoming a coward. I can't even face her to receive my punishment.
"I know you're in here, Blake. I just… I just wanted to say that I'm sorry." What is this? The young mistress is apologizing to me? No, no, this can't be right. I should be the one apologizing to her. "I've been pretty harsh on you, and I shouldn't have. You were my friend first before all of them… I should've defended you, but I didn't. That was wrong of me." My heart panged. I pushed open the cabinet door I was hiding in.
"Young mistress…" I slowly pushed open the door of the cabinet I was hiding in.
"Blake…" she stared at me with tear filled eyes, "you're still hiding in cabinets?"
"It's a habit that refuses to die." I joked a bit, my eyes softening as I approached her. I gently wiped away a tear from her face. "Please, don't cry Miss Alice."
Her eyes began streaming with tears as she tried to wipe them away. "I'm so sorry, Blake."
"You don't need to apologize, Miss Alice, I already forgave you a long time ago," my voice was soft.
"Then why were you hiding?"
"Uhh… actually I've wanted to apologize to you for a while now."
"For what?"
"I've… I've lost my composure in front of you not only twice, but thrice. It was unforgiveable and—"
"It wasn't your fault." She stubbornly looked me in the eye. "Boris dug his own grave, and Dee and Dum tried to hurt you." Great, either Ace or Julius told her this… ohh, when I get my hands on them… "And Ace, well, Ace is Ace and there's nothing we can do about him." Unfortunately so…
"There's no need to worry about me, young mistress, I am unharmed." Okay, maybe that was half-lie, since I still have stitches in my side… which I really need to get removed soon because they're itchy as Hell! "Oh, yes!" I went over to ice box. "I have a surprise for you." I pulled out a small cake, and presented it to her. "The strawberries were freshly picked today."
"Oh!" She put her fingers to her mouth. "Strawberry shortcake?!" She eagerly grabbed it from my hands, and began digging in with the small spoon that was already provided. "This was my favorite treat when I was a kid! You remembered?!"
I smiled. "Of course, young mistress, how could I ever forget? You used to wake me up in the middle of night all the time just so I could make you one," I chuckled, amused by her sparkly eyed expression.
Suddenly Alice's smile disappeared, and she placed her small spoon down onto the plate now covered in nothing but crumbs. I felt a stab go through my heart. Was the cake not to her liking? "Why are you so nice to me, even after how mean I was to you?" Tears started flowing down her face again. "Why are you so loyal and kind to someone as spiteful as me?" I hugged her not knowing what else do; she tensed up in my arms.
"I could ask you the same thing, young mistress. I've wondered about it for years now. Why you were so kind to me, why you decided to become friends with me? But I decided that it didn't matter. As long as you were my friend nothing else mattered." Her tears soaked the front of my vest. "Everything I do for you is because that you are my friend. You are the most important person to me that I know."
"Is that true?" Her voice was filled with shock.
"Yes, it is." I allowed her to pull away so she could have some breathing air. I led her to a chair so she could sit down, her knees should be weak after crying so much. She plopped down into the chair with no protest and I took a seat next to her.
"Oh yeah! Blake, here." She pulled out the handkerchief that I thought I would never see again.
"H-how did you…?"
"The twins had it, so I took it from them, saying that I wanted it, so they let me keep it." She placed it into my hand. "You need it more than I do." Actually you need it more… I thought as I looked at her tear stained cheeks, seeing my gaze she took out a handkerchief of her own and dabbed away any remaining tears.
"I'm sorry that I lost it…" I lowered my gaze to the floor.
"Don't worry about it. At least, you have it back now, right?"
"I suppose…" I straightened myself in my seat. "Miss Alice, I need to ask you something serious." I looked her in the eye.
"Y-yes, Blake?"
"How did you get here exactly?"
"I came here with the twins and Ace and Boris, although we had to drag Ace—"
"No, no, young mistress, I meant how did you get here, in Wonderland?"
"Oh…" she cleared her throat and began her story, "Well it all started when I was in the garden with Lorina…" She explained how Lorina left to go get the cards for the game they were going to play and a white rabbit wearing clothes appeared. He spoke to her telling her that she was supposed to follow him, but then turned into a man and he kidnapped her. "Next thing I knew I was thrown down a large chasm that appeared in our yard. And I was at the top of the Clock Tower. His name is Peter White; he's the prime minister of Heart Castle."
A prime minister? "What else did he do to you?!" Oh dear God, the young mistress kidnapped by a bunny man of all things under my watch! Wait… I remembered seeing a white rabbit wearing clothing, but I thought I was hallucinating. Could that have been—?!
"H-he…" her face turned red, "he took my first kiss…"
"HE WHAT?!" Shock and fury bubbled underneath my skin, as I thought of all the painful things to do to this—this sycophant, once I got my hands on him! "Where else has he touched you?" My voice was dark.
"Well, the most he's ever done to me from then on was attempting to snuggle into me with lots and lots of hugs, but I usually threaten or punch him or both." I felt mad and proud at the same time. Mad that no matter how much Alice tries to keep him off of her, he won't go away. And proud that Alice was sticking up for herself.
So he's the prime minister of Heart Castle, huh? I'll have to keep in mind to check it out later, and skin his hide. I frowned, the only problem with that was the Queen. From what Julius told me she tends to behead people… a lot, so I'll have to be very cautious with her. One wrong move and I'm dead.
"He forced me to drink something called the 'Medicine of the Heart'."
I frowned, not liking the idea of someone shoving some unknown medicine down the young mistress's throat. "Why? What does it do?"
"Why, because Peter is obsessed with me, as for what the medicine does I don't really know myself. All I know that it allows me to become part of 'The Game'." She pulled out a small glass vial with its cap in the shape of a heart. A little bit of liquid at the bottom sloshed around.
"Is this what he forced you to drink?"
"Yes. It fills as I interact with this world's inhabitants, and apparently when it fills all the way to the top, I can return home."
"Then we're going to have to get that vial filled up!"
"Unfortunately it's taking a long time for the vial to fill."
"You have to be patient, young mistress; it's only been just over a week."
"A week? It's been months!" Months?! Wait—oh…
I pressed my knuckles to my mouth. "I see now… it must be because when skipping from dimension to dimension the time is distorted, so it's almost impossible to tell how long it's been since you've gone missing in the real world." I nodded to myself. "Yes, that makes perfect sense…"
"That makes no sense! How did you even come up with that, Blake?! Don't tell me you're still reading those sci-fi and mystery novels."
"Tch!" I crossed my arms and tried to keep down the blush that was forming. "Of course not! Why would I read those obtuse books?"
Alice sweatdropped. "Blake… it's so obvious you're still reading them." She read right through me! The young mistress is as sharp as ever! I looked at her in shock, and she face-palmed.
A sudden realization went through me. "Um, Miss Alice?"
"Yes, Blake?"
"How am I supposed to return back to the manor?"
"Uh, through the vial?"
"But I never received one." We both had expressions of 'oh, crap!' I stood up and started pacing back and forth. "What do we do?!"
"Uh, maybe we could get another one from Peter?"
"I'll accept nothing from that bloody animal!" I stopped suddenly and swerved back, laughing. "Of course, it was meant for both of us. We come from the exact same dimension, so there must be a vial provided depending on where you come from of course!" I have to go back with Alice. I don't want to be stuck here, in a land filled with sociopaths! "So when you fill it up and drink it, we'll go back together!"
"I guess… that kind of makes sense." She looked horribly confused.
Then again there was always the chance that Alice wouldn't want to go home. There was nothing for her there, but a grieving house filled with only two of her family members. Perhaps it might be best if she stayed ignorant of her sister's death, and stay in a land where everyone loves her. But that would also be wrong at the same, because that would mean deceiving her, and I would have to lie to her. And nothing hurts me more is when I have to lie to Miss Alice. "Miss Alice, no matter what you choose, whether it's to go back to the manor or not, know that I'll follow you. I'll always be by your side." Someone will have to protect her from all the raging lunatics.
Her surprised expression turned soft as she smiled. "Thanks, Blake. You're a great friend." My heart warmed when she said that.
"Miss Alice…" The light in the kitchen suddenly dissipated as day turned instantly into night. "Oh, it's time for bed then." Alice let out a loud yawn and stretched her arms above her head. "Miss Alice, I set up a small cot for myself in a room I found, you can have it for the night if you want. I can sleep on the couch."
"Oh no, no, no, that's not necessary!" She waved her hands back and forth. "I already have a place to sleep." She does? I could've sworn I've checked every room in this tower and all of them were empty! Then again, I could've missed a few rooms.
"All right then, rest well and sweet dreams, Miss Alice." I bowed my head.
"Goodnight to you too, Blake." Alice sweatdropped with a smile, before leaving the kitchen.
Putting on a new pair of gloves, I turned my attention to the humongous stack of dishes waiting to be cleaned.
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*Ace's POV*
The knight was filled with the dangerous emotions of jealousy, rage, and betrayal. How could Angel do that to him?! Hugging Alice! He thought he was the most special one to Angel not Alice. What did Alice ever do for Blake besides become her friend? Nothing! Not one thing! Ace saved his life, took care of him, protected him, showed him the most absolute of passion, and what did he get in return? Nothing.
Ace stood outside the door to Blake's makeshift room, his eyes staring menacingly at the tile. He grit his teeth in frustration, he didn't understand why his chest was hurting so much! He gripped the front of his coat with his hand, only for an idea to pop up in his head. He grinned. If he killed the foreigner, the pain will stop, right? You kill the virus that's causing you to be sick and the symptoms will die too.
He slowly opened the door and stepped silently into the room like a shadow of the night. The moon outside the window was the only source of light. The room was empty except for the small cot in the middle of a spot of moonlight that was cast onto the floor. Blake was quietly sleeping, curled up into a ball. Ace stood over him, watching him. Blake's shoulders steadily rose and fell with every inhale and exhale of air. Ace smiled. Angel was completely unaware of his intent. He kneeled down next to him, brushing the hair out of Blake's face. Completely unaware…
The moonlight from the full moon caused Blake's hair to glow an ethereal white. He truly does look like an angel… too bad he had to betray me. Ace unsheathed his sword, and held the edge of it against Blake's throat. He put his other hand to Blake's chest in case if he wakes up and starts thrashing, and to listen to his dying heartbeat. I was even going to ignore the fact that you're a boy, Angel… Ace readied his arm to drag the blade across Blake's throat.
"Ace…" The knight froze when he heard Blake say his name. Is he awake? Under Ace's hand, Blake's heart was beating softly. Blake's head turned to the side facing him, his eyes still closed. "You're going the wrong way, again… Ace… no… that's not a shortcut…" Ace tilted his head to the side. Angel was dreaming about him? "God… why do you have to be… such a moron all the time…" Ace felt a wide smile cross his face; he didn't know that Angel talked in his sleep. Ace drew his deadly weapon away from Blake's neck, curious as to what else the kid was going to say. "Ace, I told you once… and I will tell you again…" Ace almost jumped out of his skin when Blake weakly grabbed onto his hand. "When you get lost… I'll show you the way…"
Ace's eyes were wide with shock as he stared down at the sleeping face of Angel. So I was wrong… Angel does care about me… very much… He tangled his fingers into her hand that gripped his. Too bad we're both wearing gloves… He wanted to feel the skin of Blake's actual hand.
Ace pulled off the glove of his other hand with his teeth, and touched his fingers to Angel's cheek. So smooth… His fingers trailed up to his forehead where he felt the tiny line of an old scar. Why would anyone want to hurt his precious angel? His eyes wandered to his lips. They were parted slightly, and were a nice rosy pink. They look so soft… He put a finger to Angel's lips feeling their soft texture; he trailed his thumb across his bottom lip. They are soft… He tilted Blake's face upwards, and leaned in. I wonder what they taste like… His lips were an only a centimeter away from Blake's, when he stopped. It wouldn't be fun to kiss Blake while he was asleep. Instead Ace settled for tenderly kissing Blake on his cheek.
He leaned his mouth down to Blake's ear and whispered to him, "Don't ever leave me, my precious angel." He then pulled away from Blake, and left the room without a sound. Closing the door Ace smiled. "So you do care about him, Julius?" He turned his head to look at Julius who was standing right there, his eyes dark. Ace didn't miss the steel gun Julius had in his hand. "Why is it that you didn't shoot me then?"
"Believe me; I was ready to pull the trigger as soon as you brought your blade close to Blake's neck."
"Oh~ you're on a first name basis with Angel already~? What happened while I was away?" Ace noticed with slight jealousy that Julius was lightly blushing. "Did you kiss him?"
"No…"
"Hmm? Then what did you two do?"
"Nothing happened."
"Aww~ I can't be nothing, if it makes you blush so…" Ace tilted his head observing Julius's stoic face trying to find even the tiniest hints of crack, but he found nothing. He puckered his lips. "That's not fair…"
"Ace, I need to speak with you about something important." Julius's voice was completely serious, no sarcasm in it whatsoever.
"What is it, Julius?"
"I need you to hunt down these men." Julius handed him a list of names. "I want you to kill them."
"Ehh? Julius, are you sure? You hate it when I pile up work on you like that."
"They are becoming too aggressive in the plaza and have attacked too many people. They need to be stopped as soon as possible."
"Alright…" Ace scratched the back of his head. "I don't see why you care now, when you never really cared too much before…"
"Blake was one of their victims." Ace tensed.
"What?"
"They attacked Blake, at first they tried to beat him up, but then they tried to kill him. They stabbed him in the side with a serrated knife, causing him much pain. He lost a lot of blood."
"Why didn't you tell me this?!" Ace growled, glaring at Julius. Why would he hide this away from him?! No one laid a hand on his angel, and lived to see another day.
"Because I didn't want you to become unstable such as you are right now, around Alice and Blake."
Ace didn't care if he was unstable! That's still the first thing he should've been told when he finally saw Blake again. I leave you alone for only a few days, Angel, and you're already getting hurt on me. "So that's why you were following, Blake?" Ace finally understood.
"Yes… I saw them watching Blake as he got off work, if we weren't there, they would've most likely attack him again." Julius put his gun into his pocket. "That's why I requested that Blake have time off from work for a few days, so that you would have time to hunt."
Ace wasn't even listening to Julius anymore as he pushed past him and headed down the stairwell. There was only one word going through his thoughts. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL. KILL.
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*Blake's POV*
It felt like for a moment something was touching my face and lips.
"Don't ever leave me, my precious angel." I thought I heard Ace's voice before fading away.
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Soft voices from afar were whispering furiously, and then went quiet…
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"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Screaming jolted me awake.
My eyes snapped open, as I sat up on my elbows. After listening to the sound of the ticking of clocks in the hallway for a long time, I laid back down. Must've been my imagination… I closed my eyes, letting the darkness take over me.
Yay! Alice and Blake made up! :D I have to say, I really like how this chapter turned out. How'd you guys love all the Ace x Blake fluff?! ^^ *nudge* *nudge* *wink* *wink*
Anyways I have a question? To people who know a lot about Nightmare. Any Nightmare fans out there? Especially people who've read the any Nightmare centered mangas (my local library doesn't provide any). And most especially people who've actually played the games. Yes, maybe, no? Well, I want to know as much as I can about his abilities in the dream world as possible, that would be very helpful, thank you.
Also I need at least 7 reviews until I post the next chapter!
Alice: Aren't you raising that a little high?
Void: That's the gist of it.
Alice: But won't it take longer for them to review?
Void: Nah, how long it takes, depends on them.
Alice: Why are you raising the reviews?
Void: 'Cause I'm going to be really busy this week preparing for school next week and *opens bedroom door and gets buried underneath a pile of junk* $^$%#%%$?!
Blake: Miss Void?! *panicking* Are you okay?!
Void: *pops up out of the pile* Wow... it's worse than I thought, my mom's going to kill me.
Alice: Well, at least we understand why she's raising the bar... *sweatdrops*
Blake: *nods in agreement*