Author's Note: Can anyone tell me how to get some of the text in italics?
Title: Daja and Kirel
Rating: G
Spoilers: Not really. Maybe.
Summary: Daja and Kirel start to figure out their feelings for each other.
Disclaimer: I don't own Daja, Kirel, or any of the other characters in Circle of Magic.
Setting: This story is set after Briar's Book.
*** = setting change
italics = thoughts
~Waking Dreams~
Daja woke up kicking and screaming.
"Oof!"
She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and realized that she had kicked Kirel, who was rubbing his sore shin.
"Sorry, Kirel. I...I guess I had a bad dream," she said apologetically. Kirel looked down at his white habit—it was wet with the young girl's tears. Must have been some dream, he thought.
"That's all right. I needed to wake up anyway." He pointed outside at the setting sun.
Daja gasped, "Oh no! I should get back to Discipline."
He replied, "I'll walk you home."
"Thanks."
They walked along the spiral road back to Discipline. Kirel broke the silence by asking, "What were you dreaming about, anyway? It must have been pretty bad to make you act the way you did."
Daja didn't say anything for a moment. Kirel was wondering if he should have said anything at all when Daja stopped walking and began to describe her dream.
"I was dreaming that the spirits of my family that went down with Third Ship Kisubo came back to haunt me. They scolded me for being... for being lugsha. They cursed my magic so that I couldn't use it. Winding Circle was under attack and I couldn't do anything about it. I dreamt that you, Frostpine, the others, Lark, Rosethorn, and Niko were all killed, one by one, while I just stood there, watching because I couldn't help. It was horrible, Kirel. Horrible." She had started to cry.
Kirel stood there uncomfortably, not knowing what to do. He awkwardly put his arms around Daja and tried to calm her down. He didn't say anything, he just held her close while she tried to compose herself. "Are you okay?" he asked when she had stopped crying. "Yes, I think so," she replied when he had let her go. She looked down when she saw the concerned expression he wore. Since when have I cared what Kirel thinks of me? she thought. He's just being a good friend, that's all, she tried to convince herself.
"I'm sorry I asked you about your... your dream," he said. "I feel terrible."
"No, it's all right."
Daja tried to smile, but failed miserably. They started walking again; the two youths didn't realize it, but they were walking closer together than they had been before.
The sun had almost disappeared over the horizon. Only a few rays of light were visible. The two walked at a faster pace than before. When they reached Discipline cottage, Daja hesitated before opening the door.
"Thanks for a great afternoon, Kirel."
"You're welcome."
With that, she entered the house. Kirel waited a moment after the door had closed, thinking. He turned around and walked back along the spiral road.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Author's Note: Sweet, huh? I like it. I do realize that they are really out of character, but this is my fic and I'll change them if I want! Hehe.
