I am really sorry for the delay. The Farmer's Market snuck up on me (the last one, Yay!). Anyway, again, sorry for the unannounced delay.
Solora- hehehe as in, I like tormenting you. It's fun & I'm sadistic. You'll just have to wait & see! I like your rants though, I love long reviews lol. & She doesn't read minds b/c (like Circe said) she's scared of possibly hurting the other person, since she's never done that before. She doesn't want to just shoot in the dark with her power when it could cause someone else harm. She's a good person (deep down lol).
AnimeObsessed- The conga... wow... lmao
1wingedangelX- Yeah, that's right... Sexually... XD I died when I read that.
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Six's mind was on hold. There was a million things running through his head, but it just wasn't recognized as a coherent thought.
This had to be some sort of trick... or something. This just had to be something. It wasn't a dream, right?
He somehow managed to control his arm long enough to take his shades off. Yep, still there. She was still there.
This just could not be right. "Holiday?," he said again, through sheer will-power.
You have to say something. Just say something. Anything. Just say anything.
"You're floating," was all he managed to say.
Yes, she was floating. This couldn't be right.
"...and," he continued, about to start rambling, "you're alive."
"Surprised?," she asked.
Her voice. He knew that voice. That was her voice. That was really her voice. It was laced with hatred and malice, but it was her voice. She even looked angry.
He stayed quiet for a second, trying his damnest to think. "Umm, yeah."
"Shocker," she replied. 'Holiday' moved her arm and the ground crumbled. Slabs of earth pulled up and seperated from the ground. Before he had any chance to think, they were hurled at him.
Six's body turned to auto pilot. He dropped down and dodged the first one, effectively grabbing his swords. The second, he had to jump over, leaving the third to be thrown at him while still in mid-air. The steel glistened in the sun as the rock-hard slab was cut in half.
He landed on both feet, rubble surrounding him. "Holiday?," he asked again, "What happened?"
The sky changed from the burning sun, to gray, then to black. Six looked around in a frinzy, starting to breathe hard.
This has got to be a dream. It has to be. It can't be real, Six. She's dead.
"Holiday?," he said, looking back to her.
Her eyes had turned glowing white. "Shut up," she said, before throwing her arm down, blasting him back almost a mile and into the side of a plateau. His hands were empty. Where did the swords go?
That... That felt pretty real.
Six fell to the ground, falling on his hands and knees. He was a little amazed that he was still alive. Trying to gasp for air, he looked up just in time to see the earth being rooted up in a line, headed for him. His foot found a grip and he managed to jump out of the way in time.
She screamed in anger, pulling up smaller pieces of the ground and hurling them at him like bullets.
One hand automatically went for his nonexistant katana.
Dammit. Alright, then.
Running at the shrapnel, Six managed to dodge all of the ones that threatened serious harm, but, unfortunately, not avoiding them all. Holiday pulled up another slab, about to crush him with it, when she noticed that he was actually still running to her. She hesitated.
Finally!
He managed to catch a decent break & planned to use it wisely. Running up the slab she had recently made, he jumped for her.
Suddenly, Six was floating. She had stopped him in mid-air.
She can do that?
"It's you, isn't it?," he said, between hypervinalating and going insane. He had finally managed to get close enough to her, to really look at her. "It is you," he knew it, there was no doubt, "What happened? Holiday, what did Kleiss tell you?"
"Stop calling me that!," she screamed, slamming him back into the plateau. He would've fell again, but her powers kept him pinned.
"It's... your name," Six said, trying to breathe.
What happened to her? What did he do to her this time?
An eye cracked open, between breathing and pain. He looked at her. Pieces of earth swirled around her body, floating a few feet from the ground. He could feel her incredible power. Her eyes were solid white... and she was crying. Her arms were shaking.
"I loved you," she said, through tears, "I loved you and you tried to kill me... I loved you!"
He couldn't respond, it was a chore just to breathe.
What happened?... How did it come to this?... What happened to us? How could I let this happen?... She's just one woman... Why couldn't I protect just one woman? The woman I love. Why couldn't I protect her? ... How could I let all this happen?
She screamed again and smashed him through the plateau, letting it crumble. Six landed a mile or so on the other side, on the brink of unconciousness.
No. I have to stay alive. I can't let this happen.
With adrenaline alone, he managed to open his eyes and lean up on one arm, blood trailing down the side of his mouth.
Slowly, he looked up, only to see her already hovering over him. One of his swords flew through the air and she caught it, raising it above his head.
Her eyes had changed back to normal and he could look in them again, just like he used to. They hadn't changed at all, except for the angry tears.
She thinks that I tried to... It's over, now.
Breathing hagard breaths, he slowly closed his eyes and turned his head to face the ground beneath him.
Then, he waited.
He heard the blade clatter to the ground. His eyes opened, again, to see his katana lying next to him. With less effort than he thought, Six looked back up.
She had drifted away from him, her hands clamped over her mouth like she was about to scream, still crying. Her powers gave out and Holiday fell to her knees, staring a hole into the ground. Slowly, she leaned down, stopping less than an inch away from touching the earth.
The sky started to slowly fade back to it's original color.
Six was terribly lost, like he wasn't lost enough to begin with. Deciding to ratioanlize things later, he slowly stood up, cradling a bleeding arm. Still scared that she may turn on him again, he started to walk over to her. It seemed she didn't even notice he was there.
Ignoring all the alarms going off in his head like 'she just tried to kill you' and such, he knelt down in front of her. She still hadn't noticed him.
Slowly, he touched her shoulder. He felt her flinch, but she didn't move away. Using that as a 'good sign', he put his hand on the side of her face and barely whispered, "Holiday?"
She gasped for breath and stayed still for a moment. Then, slowly, she raised herself up and looked at him. He looked like he had been covered in blood. He was bruised up, one arm still bled, and his breathing was off, while a little stream of blood trickled out of his mouth.
... Six...
Her eyes snapped shut as more tears fell out.
The odd thing was, he didn't feel that bad. In fact, the pain was slowly going away. His other arm even started to work again.
He put both hands on either side of her head, wiping away the hair and tears that managed to get in her beautiful face.
She's really alive. This is real.
"Holiday," he said.
Slowly, carefully, she opened her eyes, again, and seen exactly what she didn't expect to see. He was smiling. A full blown smile. He was even giving her that 'I love you' look, again.
"You're ok," he said, again, "You're alive."
In a flash, she wrapped her arms around him, crying on his neck. "I'm sorry," she said between breaths, "I'm so sorry, Six."
"It's ok, it's ok," he comforted her and wrapped his arms around her, just enjoying it.
After she had calmed down a little, still embraced, he whispered, "I looked everywhere for you." He closed his eyes & asked, "What happened?"
"It was White," she quietly explained, "Thanks to Kleiss and him, it jump started my nanites, bringing me back to life... except, Kleiss found me first. I lost my memory... and he was the only familiar person... I believed him..."
Before she started to ramble, he held her tighter and said, "It alright. It wasn't your fault." He had gotten the gist of it anyway.
What does it matter, anyway? She's ok, now. Wait until Re-... Rex.
"Rex," he said.
It took maybe a second, before Holiday responded at all. "Rex...," she repeated. Then, suddenly remembering, she quickly pulled away from him, in a worried frinzy. She held him at arm's length, "Rex!"
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Again, sorry for the delay.
While writing (just about) this whole chap, I listened to My Hands by Leona Lewis. Perfect, sad song for this type of thing lol. That & I love Final Fantasy XIII.
Anywho! What happened to Rex? GASP
R&R