Eye
to Eye: Part 4:: Count on it
By
SW
The
streak of sleek red metal roared down the road, turning a sharp corner the
cajun smirked. There was nothing more uplifting then a good ride down an almost
empty road. Glancing at the sign that flashed past him he lessened his speed.
No sense in getting arrested, it would add on the time it would take to get
back north. Making a right he headed toward the tollbooth, 2 more days of
traveling. ' Hope the cher didn't forget me….. '
The solitary girl ignored the chattering of
her companions, she wasn't in the mood to talk. There wasn't a day she hadn't gotten out of bed and didn't think
about him….Him the guy she had met maybe what? 10 minutes? And she was
completely and utterly infatuated with him. Maybe because he was shining proof
that she wasn't really alone. No matter how she felt at times, she could count
on that memory to keep her from falling over the edge completely. Who was she
kidding? It was probably just her attention-craving mind, convincing her that
he really had cared about her. But if that was true then why did her heart skip
a beat every time she thought she saw him? It might not be true, but she was
content for now to believe it. And part of her DID believe he would appear at
her side once more. Even if did sound like some sort of cliché fairy tale.
Everybody needed something to believe in right? Either way he had given her
something precious, something to grasp onto. Painted lips curled into a quiet
smile, her friends didn't know a thing
about her own private knight in shinning armor. Turning she jumped into the
conversation, feeling a bit more up beat then before.
A motorcycle pulled out in front of the
school, the rider removing his helmet. He felt sure this was were she went. It
was close to the park were he had met her a few months earlier. Anxiously he
waited as he heard the bell ring, watching the swarms of students exit the
building. He ignored the girls who gave him admiring looks and flashed smiles
in his direction. There was only one girl he wanted to see right now, straining
his eyes vainly he tried to spot her. A pair of sunglasses perched on the
bridge of his nose, leather gloved hands tugged absently at one of his shelves.
He was sure he had just seen a head of white and brown hair, a grin nearly
splitting his face when he spotted her. "Rogue!" He yelled, waving
his arms in her direction. A pale face lifted and turned towards him, she
stopped walking. Causing her group of friends to give her curious looks, the
loveliest pair of emerald eyes widened. Focusing solely upon him, seeing only
him. A smile instantly forming, in a most unusual fashion she pushed past the
others. Breaking into a run, she made her way towards him. Almost frantically,
she lunged at him. "REMY!" He intercepted her easily, hugging her
enthusiastically. "Cher I hoped yah didn't forget 'bout Remy!" She
beamed at him, not caring about the horrified shocked looks being cast upon
her, from the shrouding student population. "Forget? What took you so long!?
Yah dumb cajun!" Rogue demanded warmly, giving him a fond smile.
"Would yah believe Remy, if I said he got lost?"
***Wai!
Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! For the very late chapter! I recently have been writing
Saiyuki fics and kinda forgot to work on this one ^_^;;;; Well as usual another
short chapter! Eeer I'll work on that!
