Okay, at least one person has reviewed and wants me to conitnue and so I shall. Here's our next intallment. Cha!
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Disclaimer:The usual.
Chapter Eight
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What Lies Beneath
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Mitts jumped clear of her shoulder and began nudgeing Adnama, "Come on, Adnama. Wake up!" she whispered. She glanced around frantically. She needed to find help, but how could a cat do that and still appear perfectly ordinary? They were on a street with a high wall on one side and a group of trees on the other, where the sidewalk was. Frantic, Mitts decided to stay. Maybe if she meowed loud enough, someone would come. (AN: Yep! Meow like an idiot. That'll get em runnin') Feeling silly (AN: I sure would), she started.
Soon there appeared a red sports car with tinted windows. It stopped abruptly near by and a tall, dark haired young man in a green sports jacket, steeped out. (AN: What are the chances?!) "Adnama! Are you alright?" (AN: Ah, come on! She's lying on the ground! Coarse she ain't alright.) He ran forward and realizing she was unconcious (AN: And the light goes on.), picked her up. Mitts meowed again. "Oh. I didn't see you kitty. Do you belong to her? (AN: She's a cat! And you're asking her questions??) Well, you may as well come."
He opened the passenger side door, set Adnama down gently in the seat, allowed Mitts to get in and closed the door, heading for his own side and hopped in. (AN: Okay, that's it! I'm outta here! This so cheesy! *footsteps leaving and door slams. Then door opens and footsteps return* Uh, I forgot. I'm typing. *^^; continues typing*) He looked curiously at Mitts and then drove off.
A while later, they were in hid apartment. Mitts walked around, curiously checking out the place. Very nice and ordinary. She watched as Adnama was brought into the bedroom and placed gently on the bed.
Mitts jumped up and watched over her. The young man raised an eyebrow, "You know, you remind me of another cat. Funny." He left the room, heading for the kitchen. Mitts walked over to Adnama's face. Suddenly, Mittsie's hair stood on end. Something dark was nearby. She looked in the direction of the kitchen but it was not from there. She turned slightly. It seemed to come from Adnama!
As if sensing the same thing, the young man came back with a glass of water, a look of confusion on his face. Could he sense it too? And how did he know Adnama?
He leaned forward, touching her forehead. At that touch, the feeling passed and Adnama woke with a jolt. A look of confusion passed over her and she looked quickly at her surroundings, sitting up. She stopped at the man, "Darien? Wh-where am I?"
"You're at my place,"he said, sitting on a chair nearby and handing her the glass of water, "I found you unconcious on the sidewalk and brought you here. Are you alright?"
Ahe accepted the glass gratefully, downed the water and handed it back, "I think so. I'm not exactly sure I know what happened. All I know is something similar happened yesterday. Right after I met your girlfriend. I saw her today in the library, doing school research."
"Serena? Doing research? That is strange."
While they were talking, Mitts began thinking. Something about the blond girl had felt awfully strange and these two bits of info had set her mind in motion. Was it Serena that caused Adnama's black out? But why hadn't it happened when they were talking?
Suddenly the doorbell rang. Darien jumped up and went to the door. They heard voices, one of concern and the other sounded like Serena, yet weary.
"It happened again, Darien," the concerned voice said, "This time she nearly collapsed!"
"Luna," Darien said quietly, "I don't think you should be saying anything right now." Too late.
Curious, Mitts had jumped from the bed and walked to the door. Luna stopped and stared in surprise. Adnama's cat!
Mitts, also surprised seeing a cat and not another human, stared back. ::Who are you?:: a voice said in her mind. Again, Mitts jolted with surprise. *I must remain neutral. Maybe I can still hide*, Mitts thought. *Curious, this cat talks. I knew there was something more to her. The crescent seems familar*. She heard movement behind her and Adnama appeared, holding the doorframe to the bedroom. Serena, still weary, glanced up. She began turning red and her eyes seemed to take on a hurt expression. "Darien, I thought...I mean...I didn't know," Serena began backing towards the door.
"Serena, wait!" Darien held her arm. Serena looked at him, tears beginning to well up, "I thought we had something special, Darien," she whispered hoarsely. Darien was taken aback, loosening his grip. Serena pulled free, taking a ring off her left hand and letting it drop on the floor, "Guess I was wrong."
Weakly, she stumbled to the door and went out. Weeping could be heard as she left. Darien sighed, "Better go after her, Luna." Luna, breaking her stare with the other cat, nodded slightly and ran out the door. Darien closed it slowly, picking up the heart shaped jeweled ring, little diamonds around it, glistening.
Adnama, a bit red, stumbled forward. Darien steadied her, "Sorry about that."
Adnama blushed again, "I-I think she got the wrong idea. Geeze! I feel stupid! I shoulda stayed put. I'm real sorry, Darien." She glanced at the ring he held as they sat on a couch. "An engagement ring? Darien, you're engaged??" she turned a brighter red, "Oh man, now I'm really embarrassed. May as well call me a homewrecker!" She put her head in her hands. Darien smiled a bit, chuckling, "You and Serena sure aren'y much different, that's for sure."
Adnama groaned and Darien laughed harder. She looked up, "What about Serena? Shouldn't you go explain?"
Darien calmed down, still smiling, "I think I'd better let her calm down first. Trying to talk to her now will be rather difficult."
Then, there was a sudden scratching at the door. Darien went and opened it. Luna, out of breath, stood there, "Darien, you must come quickly. Serena has collapsed!"
"I'll be back soon," he called to Adnama without looking back, and ran down the hall. Sure enough, at the foot of some stairs, lay Serena, out cold. Darien ran down the stairs and scooped her up. He checked her pulse which was steady. Carefully, he brought her up quickly to his apartment, where Mitts meowed at the doorway. Concerned, Darien hurried in. "Adnama, I..." But he stopped as he saw Adnama slumped over the couch. Setting Serena down on the other, he checked Adnama. Also, out cold. Baffled, he looked at the two girls, "Alright, what the heck is going on??"
Luna eyed the tabby, sitting near Adnama's still form, "That's what I's like to know." Mitts meowed and Luna glared. ::No more games, tabby. Either you talk or I find other ways of making you:: Mitts seemed unconcerned and lay down, purring. She still eyed the black cat carefully but ignored the threats in her head. She wasn't about to give herself away.
Luna hmphed and turned to Darien, "Better call Rei. She may be able to help us, unlike some," she glared at the tabby, who was licking her paws contently, only glancing for a brief moment at Luna before continueing.
Darien nodded and left to make the phone call. Luna, meanwhile, jumped upon the couch and bumped Mitts, "Look here, tabby," she spoke quietly but stern. Mitts glanced up. "I don't know what your problem is but I want some answers. Now!"
Mitts seemed to sigh in irritation, "My, you are persistant." Luna started but thenglared again, "Just as I thought. Why must you take your sweet time?"
"I'm not about to give myself away in the presence of a human."
Luna laughed, "If you haven't noticed, he's used to seeing cats talk. Look at me."
Mitts looked away, "That's you. I have my reasons."
"My, aren't we snooty. Don't you care that your owner is out cold?"
"Of course I do! But there's nothing I can do about it. What about your owner?"
Luna bemused, "Well, she's not my owner, technically. Yes, she takes care of me but, well..."
Mitts looked amused, "Ahhh, you're her guardian."
Luna looked astonished. "Oh, don't look so surprised. I wasn't born yesterday. I knew there was something about you the minute I saw that crescent. You're from the moon, aren't you?"
Luna again looked surpirsed. Mitts lay down again and began licking her paws. Luna was showing signs of irritation, "Must you be so irritating?" she asked. Mitts ignored her. Luna grew very upset. "That's it!" she stepped up to the cat and bumped her hard. Mitts looked up, slightly perturbed.
"Alright tabby! Just what's your game? Why is it, for some reason, both girls are out cold? And just how do you know I'm from the moon?!"
Mitts looked bemused now, "Your charge must really have a rough time around you." She rose to her haunches and seemed to clear her throat, "The crescent on your forehead gives you away. Crips, it's like a big sign shouting, 'moonie'!" Luna looked offended at this but Mitts continued undaunted, "As for the girls, your guess is as good as mine. I'd have to say it has something to do with each of them being in the same proximity of each other, if that's not obvious enough. And for my business, it's really none of your concern." With that, she returned to her relaxed form and began grooming her fur. "Oh," she looked up, "I wouldn't say anything to your human friend if I were you. You never know what kind of trouble it may cause." She then lay down beside Adnama and closed her eyes.
Luna was growing ver frusterated (AN: Bad day, huh Luna?), "You are really starting to..."
"Luna?" Darien came back, "Who are you talking to?"
Luna eyed Mitts who in turn gave her a had stare, then closed her eyes again.
Luna sighed angerily, "No one."
*~SFS~*
Disclaimer:The usual.
Chapter Eight
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What Lies Beneath
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Mitts jumped clear of her shoulder and began nudgeing Adnama, "Come on, Adnama. Wake up!" she whispered. She glanced around frantically. She needed to find help, but how could a cat do that and still appear perfectly ordinary? They were on a street with a high wall on one side and a group of trees on the other, where the sidewalk was. Frantic, Mitts decided to stay. Maybe if she meowed loud enough, someone would come. (AN: Yep! Meow like an idiot. That'll get em runnin') Feeling silly (AN: I sure would), she started.
Soon there appeared a red sports car with tinted windows. It stopped abruptly near by and a tall, dark haired young man in a green sports jacket, steeped out. (AN: What are the chances?!) "Adnama! Are you alright?" (AN: Ah, come on! She's lying on the ground! Coarse she ain't alright.) He ran forward and realizing she was unconcious (AN: And the light goes on.), picked her up. Mitts meowed again. "Oh. I didn't see you kitty. Do you belong to her? (AN: She's a cat! And you're asking her questions??) Well, you may as well come."
He opened the passenger side door, set Adnama down gently in the seat, allowed Mitts to get in and closed the door, heading for his own side and hopped in. (AN: Okay, that's it! I'm outta here! This so cheesy! *footsteps leaving and door slams. Then door opens and footsteps return* Uh, I forgot. I'm typing. *^^; continues typing*) He looked curiously at Mitts and then drove off.
A while later, they were in hid apartment. Mitts walked around, curiously checking out the place. Very nice and ordinary. She watched as Adnama was brought into the bedroom and placed gently on the bed.
Mitts jumped up and watched over her. The young man raised an eyebrow, "You know, you remind me of another cat. Funny." He left the room, heading for the kitchen. Mitts walked over to Adnama's face. Suddenly, Mittsie's hair stood on end. Something dark was nearby. She looked in the direction of the kitchen but it was not from there. She turned slightly. It seemed to come from Adnama!
As if sensing the same thing, the young man came back with a glass of water, a look of confusion on his face. Could he sense it too? And how did he know Adnama?
He leaned forward, touching her forehead. At that touch, the feeling passed and Adnama woke with a jolt. A look of confusion passed over her and she looked quickly at her surroundings, sitting up. She stopped at the man, "Darien? Wh-where am I?"
"You're at my place,"he said, sitting on a chair nearby and handing her the glass of water, "I found you unconcious on the sidewalk and brought you here. Are you alright?"
Ahe accepted the glass gratefully, downed the water and handed it back, "I think so. I'm not exactly sure I know what happened. All I know is something similar happened yesterday. Right after I met your girlfriend. I saw her today in the library, doing school research."
"Serena? Doing research? That is strange."
While they were talking, Mitts began thinking. Something about the blond girl had felt awfully strange and these two bits of info had set her mind in motion. Was it Serena that caused Adnama's black out? But why hadn't it happened when they were talking?
Suddenly the doorbell rang. Darien jumped up and went to the door. They heard voices, one of concern and the other sounded like Serena, yet weary.
"It happened again, Darien," the concerned voice said, "This time she nearly collapsed!"
"Luna," Darien said quietly, "I don't think you should be saying anything right now." Too late.
Curious, Mitts had jumped from the bed and walked to the door. Luna stopped and stared in surprise. Adnama's cat!
Mitts, also surprised seeing a cat and not another human, stared back. ::Who are you?:: a voice said in her mind. Again, Mitts jolted with surprise. *I must remain neutral. Maybe I can still hide*, Mitts thought. *Curious, this cat talks. I knew there was something more to her. The crescent seems familar*. She heard movement behind her and Adnama appeared, holding the doorframe to the bedroom. Serena, still weary, glanced up. She began turning red and her eyes seemed to take on a hurt expression. "Darien, I thought...I mean...I didn't know," Serena began backing towards the door.
"Serena, wait!" Darien held her arm. Serena looked at him, tears beginning to well up, "I thought we had something special, Darien," she whispered hoarsely. Darien was taken aback, loosening his grip. Serena pulled free, taking a ring off her left hand and letting it drop on the floor, "Guess I was wrong."
Weakly, she stumbled to the door and went out. Weeping could be heard as she left. Darien sighed, "Better go after her, Luna." Luna, breaking her stare with the other cat, nodded slightly and ran out the door. Darien closed it slowly, picking up the heart shaped jeweled ring, little diamonds around it, glistening.
Adnama, a bit red, stumbled forward. Darien steadied her, "Sorry about that."
Adnama blushed again, "I-I think she got the wrong idea. Geeze! I feel stupid! I shoulda stayed put. I'm real sorry, Darien." She glanced at the ring he held as they sat on a couch. "An engagement ring? Darien, you're engaged??" she turned a brighter red, "Oh man, now I'm really embarrassed. May as well call me a homewrecker!" She put her head in her hands. Darien smiled a bit, chuckling, "You and Serena sure aren'y much different, that's for sure."
Adnama groaned and Darien laughed harder. She looked up, "What about Serena? Shouldn't you go explain?"
Darien calmed down, still smiling, "I think I'd better let her calm down first. Trying to talk to her now will be rather difficult."
Then, there was a sudden scratching at the door. Darien went and opened it. Luna, out of breath, stood there, "Darien, you must come quickly. Serena has collapsed!"
"I'll be back soon," he called to Adnama without looking back, and ran down the hall. Sure enough, at the foot of some stairs, lay Serena, out cold. Darien ran down the stairs and scooped her up. He checked her pulse which was steady. Carefully, he brought her up quickly to his apartment, where Mitts meowed at the doorway. Concerned, Darien hurried in. "Adnama, I..." But he stopped as he saw Adnama slumped over the couch. Setting Serena down on the other, he checked Adnama. Also, out cold. Baffled, he looked at the two girls, "Alright, what the heck is going on??"
Luna eyed the tabby, sitting near Adnama's still form, "That's what I's like to know." Mitts meowed and Luna glared. ::No more games, tabby. Either you talk or I find other ways of making you:: Mitts seemed unconcerned and lay down, purring. She still eyed the black cat carefully but ignored the threats in her head. She wasn't about to give herself away.
Luna hmphed and turned to Darien, "Better call Rei. She may be able to help us, unlike some," she glared at the tabby, who was licking her paws contently, only glancing for a brief moment at Luna before continueing.
Darien nodded and left to make the phone call. Luna, meanwhile, jumped upon the couch and bumped Mitts, "Look here, tabby," she spoke quietly but stern. Mitts glanced up. "I don't know what your problem is but I want some answers. Now!"
Mitts seemed to sigh in irritation, "My, you are persistant." Luna started but thenglared again, "Just as I thought. Why must you take your sweet time?"
"I'm not about to give myself away in the presence of a human."
Luna laughed, "If you haven't noticed, he's used to seeing cats talk. Look at me."
Mitts looked away, "That's you. I have my reasons."
"My, aren't we snooty. Don't you care that your owner is out cold?"
"Of course I do! But there's nothing I can do about it. What about your owner?"
Luna bemused, "Well, she's not my owner, technically. Yes, she takes care of me but, well..."
Mitts looked amused, "Ahhh, you're her guardian."
Luna looked astonished. "Oh, don't look so surprised. I wasn't born yesterday. I knew there was something about you the minute I saw that crescent. You're from the moon, aren't you?"
Luna again looked surpirsed. Mitts lay down again and began licking her paws. Luna was showing signs of irritation, "Must you be so irritating?" she asked. Mitts ignored her. Luna grew very upset. "That's it!" she stepped up to the cat and bumped her hard. Mitts looked up, slightly perturbed.
"Alright tabby! Just what's your game? Why is it, for some reason, both girls are out cold? And just how do you know I'm from the moon?!"
Mitts looked bemused now, "Your charge must really have a rough time around you." She rose to her haunches and seemed to clear her throat, "The crescent on your forehead gives you away. Crips, it's like a big sign shouting, 'moonie'!" Luna looked offended at this but Mitts continued undaunted, "As for the girls, your guess is as good as mine. I'd have to say it has something to do with each of them being in the same proximity of each other, if that's not obvious enough. And for my business, it's really none of your concern." With that, she returned to her relaxed form and began grooming her fur. "Oh," she looked up, "I wouldn't say anything to your human friend if I were you. You never know what kind of trouble it may cause." She then lay down beside Adnama and closed her eyes.
Luna was growing ver frusterated (AN: Bad day, huh Luna?), "You are really starting to..."
"Luna?" Darien came back, "Who are you talking to?"
Luna eyed Mitts who in turn gave her a had stare, then closed her eyes again.
Luna sighed angerily, "No one."