Aloha! Tis me again, and seeing as I will be having no interent soon I will
be posting as much as I can. FYI THis chapter is taking place 2 weeks and 2
days after Layne and the others returned.
Now on with the story. *Starts Typing Furiously*
Legato:Ahem.
Me:*No reply*
Legato: AHEM!
Me:No reply
Legato: AHEM!!!!
Me:No reply
Knives: *from other room* HEY SLAVE LEGATO WANTS YOU!
ME: DAMNIT I AM NOT YOUR SLAVE!
Legato: Ok, disclamier
Me:No reply, *types more furiously.*
Legato:*sigh* I guess I have to do it this time. roses r red, carnations are pink, me no own Trigun, which really stinks.
Me:No reply.
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Nixie looked at the calender and sighed. THis was not good. A little over 2 weeks had passed and Layne still hadn't regained conciousness. Something was terribly wrong. Terribly wrong indeed. According to her calculations Layne was going to wake up and face the music 2-3 days after she was attacked. But that wasn't happening and everyone was worried.
"Your still here Nixie?" Zac asked, startling Nixie out of her deep thoughts. She didnt reply though, just sat and stared at her best friend. Zac was amazed and worried that Nixie was still here at 5:30 am. Fear siezed his heart as he looked at her.
Nixie had dark circles under her eyes, her cheeks were looking sucked in, and she looked sickly. He knew her body wouldn't let her sleep until Layne was awake . Zac noted that her weakness was from over-exahustion and lack of food/water. Slowly he sat down next to her and put an arm around her waist, pulling her tight.
"Nixie, you need to get some rest," he murmured stoking her hair. Nixie sighed but didn't say a thing. Zac cursed his luck and tired to think of a way to get her to sleep. It woudn't do to have his 'friend' and doctor of his cousin getting sick like this. An idea dawned in his mind. It was awkward, but no second thoughts passed through his head as he put it into motion.
Nixie gasped but didnt struggle as Zac scooped her up like a baby. He was bigger than the rest of them, minus Layne, because of his plant heritage. Because of such he was stonger too. She felt her eyes start to slip closed as Zac rocked her back and forth. The rythmic beating of his heart combined with the rocking lulled her to sleep and in mere moments she was out like a light.
Zac sighed. This was strange to be doing. Rocking his girlfirend to sleep like this. Wait, did he just say girlfriend. Zac's cheeks tinged pink at that thought.
*Whats so wrong with that.She could be your girlfriend. You know it's what you want isnt it?* Zac's subconcioius chided him. He nodded subconciously. *Yes, that is what I want, I think I'll ask her when she wakes up,* He thought, standing up and carrying the sleeping girl out of the room. **************************************************************
Sleepyness was taking it's toll over everyone connected to Layne lately. No one got much sleep, fretting over Layne's condition, wondering why she wasn't waking up. Some one was almost always in her room, watching over her, praying for her to get up.
Meryl and Vash could barely sleep for their worry. Knives was extremely worried to, not just for layne but for Zac, who had been losing sleep worrying about the whole thing and Nixie. Wolfwood and Millie were worried about Nixies lack of sleep as well, losing their precious rest.
And Legato, well, was Legato. The man had become extremely stoic after losing his wife. No one knew if he ever got any sleep, but they knew for sure that he wasn't now.Something was wrong with Grayfall. Though the boy wouldn't say, Legato knew he was being subjected to horrible nightmares, making him feverish and delusional. Legato was up every night, caring for his son in his fevered sleep, not saying a single word. His friends knew it was silently killing him to see Grayfall like this.
Now Grayfall was sitting near Laynes bed, like he had done every day for the past 2 weeks and 2 days. WHile there Grayfall did nothing. Occasionally he would remeber to eat or doze off. Thats what he had done now, at 7:30 pm (I know I know, big time skip, but it is still the same day), dozed off.
A familiar scene hit his eyes. He floated above himself, Lorienth and Layne, watching as Lorienth all but decimated Layne in front of his eyes. He reacalled the humour he had found in that situation. It sickened him now. Now they were back in the car, Layne complaining, Lorienth frantically trying to shut her up. And then, the kiss.He heard the mental connection, felt the anger and meaness in his voice as he told her it was just to shut her up. And again, the faint tinge of regret in her words as she broke the connection and went to attack the inruder. again he was forced to hear her screaming and see her mangled body in a pool of blood.
Grayfall awoke screaming. It wasnt fair, none of it was fair. Then he remebered that it was a memory, and that Layne was somewhat healed. As if to reassure himself he went over and pulled the covers back, looking at her breathing.
His heart stopped in his chest.
Layne wasnt breathing.
*Dodges sharp pointy objects thrown her way* DUN DUN DUN! HUGE CLIFFIE! Am I killing off Layne? Maybe. You'll just have to read the next chapter to find out.I'll post it soon I swear. Till next time.
CIAO R.K.
Now on with the story. *Starts Typing Furiously*
Legato:Ahem.
Me:*No reply*
Legato: AHEM!
Me:No reply
Legato: AHEM!!!!
Me:No reply
Knives: *from other room* HEY SLAVE LEGATO WANTS YOU!
ME: DAMNIT I AM NOT YOUR SLAVE!
Legato: Ok, disclamier
Me:No reply, *types more furiously.*
Legato:*sigh* I guess I have to do it this time. roses r red, carnations are pink, me no own Trigun, which really stinks.
Me:No reply.
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Nixie looked at the calender and sighed. THis was not good. A little over 2 weeks had passed and Layne still hadn't regained conciousness. Something was terribly wrong. Terribly wrong indeed. According to her calculations Layne was going to wake up and face the music 2-3 days after she was attacked. But that wasn't happening and everyone was worried.
"Your still here Nixie?" Zac asked, startling Nixie out of her deep thoughts. She didnt reply though, just sat and stared at her best friend. Zac was amazed and worried that Nixie was still here at 5:30 am. Fear siezed his heart as he looked at her.
Nixie had dark circles under her eyes, her cheeks were looking sucked in, and she looked sickly. He knew her body wouldn't let her sleep until Layne was awake . Zac noted that her weakness was from over-exahustion and lack of food/water. Slowly he sat down next to her and put an arm around her waist, pulling her tight.
"Nixie, you need to get some rest," he murmured stoking her hair. Nixie sighed but didn't say a thing. Zac cursed his luck and tired to think of a way to get her to sleep. It woudn't do to have his 'friend' and doctor of his cousin getting sick like this. An idea dawned in his mind. It was awkward, but no second thoughts passed through his head as he put it into motion.
Nixie gasped but didnt struggle as Zac scooped her up like a baby. He was bigger than the rest of them, minus Layne, because of his plant heritage. Because of such he was stonger too. She felt her eyes start to slip closed as Zac rocked her back and forth. The rythmic beating of his heart combined with the rocking lulled her to sleep and in mere moments she was out like a light.
Zac sighed. This was strange to be doing. Rocking his girlfirend to sleep like this. Wait, did he just say girlfriend. Zac's cheeks tinged pink at that thought.
*Whats so wrong with that.She could be your girlfriend. You know it's what you want isnt it?* Zac's subconcioius chided him. He nodded subconciously. *Yes, that is what I want, I think I'll ask her when she wakes up,* He thought, standing up and carrying the sleeping girl out of the room. **************************************************************
Sleepyness was taking it's toll over everyone connected to Layne lately. No one got much sleep, fretting over Layne's condition, wondering why she wasn't waking up. Some one was almost always in her room, watching over her, praying for her to get up.
Meryl and Vash could barely sleep for their worry. Knives was extremely worried to, not just for layne but for Zac, who had been losing sleep worrying about the whole thing and Nixie. Wolfwood and Millie were worried about Nixies lack of sleep as well, losing their precious rest.
And Legato, well, was Legato. The man had become extremely stoic after losing his wife. No one knew if he ever got any sleep, but they knew for sure that he wasn't now.Something was wrong with Grayfall. Though the boy wouldn't say, Legato knew he was being subjected to horrible nightmares, making him feverish and delusional. Legato was up every night, caring for his son in his fevered sleep, not saying a single word. His friends knew it was silently killing him to see Grayfall like this.
Now Grayfall was sitting near Laynes bed, like he had done every day for the past 2 weeks and 2 days. WHile there Grayfall did nothing. Occasionally he would remeber to eat or doze off. Thats what he had done now, at 7:30 pm (I know I know, big time skip, but it is still the same day), dozed off.
A familiar scene hit his eyes. He floated above himself, Lorienth and Layne, watching as Lorienth all but decimated Layne in front of his eyes. He reacalled the humour he had found in that situation. It sickened him now. Now they were back in the car, Layne complaining, Lorienth frantically trying to shut her up. And then, the kiss.He heard the mental connection, felt the anger and meaness in his voice as he told her it was just to shut her up. And again, the faint tinge of regret in her words as she broke the connection and went to attack the inruder. again he was forced to hear her screaming and see her mangled body in a pool of blood.
Grayfall awoke screaming. It wasnt fair, none of it was fair. Then he remebered that it was a memory, and that Layne was somewhat healed. As if to reassure himself he went over and pulled the covers back, looking at her breathing.
His heart stopped in his chest.
Layne wasnt breathing.
*Dodges sharp pointy objects thrown her way* DUN DUN DUN! HUGE CLIFFIE! Am I killing off Layne? Maybe. You'll just have to read the next chapter to find out.I'll post it soon I swear. Till next time.
CIAO R.K.