Thursday, March 7, 2002
Howdy! I am so sorry that I haven't updated lately! Gomen! Gomen! But here I am, updating now, so…yeah, well, I changed Ken's eyes to brown…I think that is right…On to the story!
1 Green Tears
By: shyne
He stared fondly down at the prone shape on the white bed. Tentatively, he reached out and traced a shadow down the side of her cheek. She twitched. Quickly, he snatched his hand away, holding it close to his chest. Rest assured that she wouldn't wake, he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking down at his tightly clutched hand, he gazed longingly at the fingertips that were once on her serene face. He wished he could touch her without her being unconscious; it was a damper on his plans for having a relationship with her when she was at least conscious*1. Silently, he worded her name slowly with his lips, tasting it delicately, wishing he could hear her say his name with her delicious lips. He wished he could tell her that he loved her that he loved her more than a friend did. He knew it was mean, but he would always try to make her jealous by strutting around with a new girl every other week, and sometimes, every week. But, it never worked. She would always smile and befriend the girl, making him feel guilty and cheap. He let out another dejected sigh. He remembered how she would always ask him why no one asked her out and he always replied that he didn't know. However, the truth was that he was scaring off all the guys at their school. Most guys would kill to date her. She was funny, nice, sweet, athletic, and beautiful. It killed him when she'd pretend she wasn't hurt over the fact none of the guys seemed to like her. He sighed, wishing he had the courage to tell her how he felt.
Quietly, he wove his way through the plethora of chairs surrounding her bed to stand near the head. Carefully, he reached out and tangled his right hand in her luscious auburn brown locks strewn around her perfect face. Leaning in close to her peaceful face, he laid light butterfly kisses on her forehead, then her eyes, and then her nose. Right before he reached her delectable lips, a shrill voice called his name. Frustrated, he tore his eyes away from her face and quickly composed himself, only to plop down in one of the numerous chairs by her bed, trying to look calm and relaxed. He jumped as the hospital door flew open with a loud "hello!"
There, standing proudly in the doorway was a short, slender girl of about sixteen. Absently, she checked her flawless waist long reddish brown hair as her face split into a dazzling white smile. "Ken-chan!"
Putting on a hesitant smile, Ken turned toward the newcomer and greeted her, slightly annoyed at her timing. "Hi Rika. What are you doing here? Did you know Lita?"
She frowned for a split moment, before expertly wiping it off her pretty face and smiling sweetly. "I never had the pleasure of meeting, um, Lita, is it? But I'm sure she was wonderful."
"Was?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean 'was,' I meant is. Yes, she IS a wonderful person."
"Yeah, she is." Ken trailed off as he gazed longingly at Lita. Unnoticed by him, Rika's perfectly manicured hands balled into angry white fists as she watched him stare at Lita. Feigning a fit of coughs, she immediately got Ken's attention. Concerned, Ken asked if she was all right. "I'm fine," she rasped, "but could you get me some water from the vending machine down the hall?"
"Sure, " Ken replied before getting up out of the chair and out the door. After hearing a satisfied click of the door successfully shutting, Rika slithered her way up closer to Lita's bed. Frowning distastefully down at the girl next to her, she didn't know WHAT he saw in this, this "girl." Slowly, she circled Lita like a hawk, plucking lightly at the many wires and tubes protruding from Lita's still body. Rika came to a full stop by Lita's right. ~ Hmm, I wonder what would happen if I pulled this- ~ A loud shrill beep resounded off the walls before abruptly being cut off as Rika quickly replaced the wire on Lita's right arm. ~ Found it. ~ Rika thought smugly before returning to her place at the foot of the bed just as Ken came walking in. Absently he handed Rika the water bottle. Grinning playfully, he teased, "You know Rika, you can get closer than this to her. She isn't contagious."
Flirting, Rika bumped Ken lightly with her right hip. "I know, it is just that, she looks, well, so, sad." Ken's smile dropped. "Yeah, I know. She is usually really happy and full of energy. Maybe she'll get better before you have to move back to America."
"Maybe, " she said softly. ~ But not if I have anything to do with it. ~ Together, Rika and Ken slowly approached Lita's bed, talking softly about random things. When Ken's back was turned, Rika's eyes flashed an eerie red before returning to their normal blue. Suddenly, loud continuous shrilling beeps filled the room as Lita's body jerked off the bed. Lita's body convulsed violently, almost falling off the bed if Ken weren't there to catch her. Instantly, a flood of doctors and nurses came flowing into the room, pushing the two shocked kids clear of the room. Astonished, Ken stared in shock through the small window in the door as the swarm of doctors and nurses took care of his friend. Fortunately, the steady beeping of the machine resumed in a matter of minutes. Ken quickly stepped clear of the door as it swung open, an angry nurse interrogating on what just happened. "What did you two kids do? Were you trying to kill her?"
"N-no! She's our friend!" Ken said, trying to defend them. "Well, your 'friend' almost died."
"C-can we go see her?"
"No," came the nurse's definite answer before she ushered them away and down the hall towards the elevator. Shaking her head at them tiredly as the elevator "binged" open, she quietly pulled Rika aside. "I don't know why I am telling you this, but you can visit the patient tomorrow. I'll be on duty, I'll let you in."
Ken's head perked up at this. "We can?" The nurse's head swerved towards the dejected Ken. "I said, SHE could. Not you."
"B-but!" Ken protested. However, he didn't get an answer for the elevator doors had shut promptly in his face. *bing!*
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There you go. I'm sorry if I screwed it up, but if I made any errors, just put it in your review, because you are going to review (*hint hint*) This was 1,078 words. Well, toodles!
*1. Good plan! *wink*
Howdy! I am so sorry that I haven't updated lately! Gomen! Gomen! But here I am, updating now, so…yeah, well, I changed Ken's eyes to brown…I think that is right…On to the story!
1 Green Tears
By: shyne
He stared fondly down at the prone shape on the white bed. Tentatively, he reached out and traced a shadow down the side of her cheek. She twitched. Quickly, he snatched his hand away, holding it close to his chest. Rest assured that she wouldn't wake, he breathed a sigh of relief. Looking down at his tightly clutched hand, he gazed longingly at the fingertips that were once on her serene face. He wished he could touch her without her being unconscious; it was a damper on his plans for having a relationship with her when she was at least conscious*1. Silently, he worded her name slowly with his lips, tasting it delicately, wishing he could hear her say his name with her delicious lips. He wished he could tell her that he loved her that he loved her more than a friend did. He knew it was mean, but he would always try to make her jealous by strutting around with a new girl every other week, and sometimes, every week. But, it never worked. She would always smile and befriend the girl, making him feel guilty and cheap. He let out another dejected sigh. He remembered how she would always ask him why no one asked her out and he always replied that he didn't know. However, the truth was that he was scaring off all the guys at their school. Most guys would kill to date her. She was funny, nice, sweet, athletic, and beautiful. It killed him when she'd pretend she wasn't hurt over the fact none of the guys seemed to like her. He sighed, wishing he had the courage to tell her how he felt.
Quietly, he wove his way through the plethora of chairs surrounding her bed to stand near the head. Carefully, he reached out and tangled his right hand in her luscious auburn brown locks strewn around her perfect face. Leaning in close to her peaceful face, he laid light butterfly kisses on her forehead, then her eyes, and then her nose. Right before he reached her delectable lips, a shrill voice called his name. Frustrated, he tore his eyes away from her face and quickly composed himself, only to plop down in one of the numerous chairs by her bed, trying to look calm and relaxed. He jumped as the hospital door flew open with a loud "hello!"
There, standing proudly in the doorway was a short, slender girl of about sixteen. Absently, she checked her flawless waist long reddish brown hair as her face split into a dazzling white smile. "Ken-chan!"
Putting on a hesitant smile, Ken turned toward the newcomer and greeted her, slightly annoyed at her timing. "Hi Rika. What are you doing here? Did you know Lita?"
She frowned for a split moment, before expertly wiping it off her pretty face and smiling sweetly. "I never had the pleasure of meeting, um, Lita, is it? But I'm sure she was wonderful."
"Was?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean 'was,' I meant is. Yes, she IS a wonderful person."
"Yeah, she is." Ken trailed off as he gazed longingly at Lita. Unnoticed by him, Rika's perfectly manicured hands balled into angry white fists as she watched him stare at Lita. Feigning a fit of coughs, she immediately got Ken's attention. Concerned, Ken asked if she was all right. "I'm fine," she rasped, "but could you get me some water from the vending machine down the hall?"
"Sure, " Ken replied before getting up out of the chair and out the door. After hearing a satisfied click of the door successfully shutting, Rika slithered her way up closer to Lita's bed. Frowning distastefully down at the girl next to her, she didn't know WHAT he saw in this, this "girl." Slowly, she circled Lita like a hawk, plucking lightly at the many wires and tubes protruding from Lita's still body. Rika came to a full stop by Lita's right. ~ Hmm, I wonder what would happen if I pulled this- ~ A loud shrill beep resounded off the walls before abruptly being cut off as Rika quickly replaced the wire on Lita's right arm. ~ Found it. ~ Rika thought smugly before returning to her place at the foot of the bed just as Ken came walking in. Absently he handed Rika the water bottle. Grinning playfully, he teased, "You know Rika, you can get closer than this to her. She isn't contagious."
Flirting, Rika bumped Ken lightly with her right hip. "I know, it is just that, she looks, well, so, sad." Ken's smile dropped. "Yeah, I know. She is usually really happy and full of energy. Maybe she'll get better before you have to move back to America."
"Maybe, " she said softly. ~ But not if I have anything to do with it. ~ Together, Rika and Ken slowly approached Lita's bed, talking softly about random things. When Ken's back was turned, Rika's eyes flashed an eerie red before returning to their normal blue. Suddenly, loud continuous shrilling beeps filled the room as Lita's body jerked off the bed. Lita's body convulsed violently, almost falling off the bed if Ken weren't there to catch her. Instantly, a flood of doctors and nurses came flowing into the room, pushing the two shocked kids clear of the room. Astonished, Ken stared in shock through the small window in the door as the swarm of doctors and nurses took care of his friend. Fortunately, the steady beeping of the machine resumed in a matter of minutes. Ken quickly stepped clear of the door as it swung open, an angry nurse interrogating on what just happened. "What did you two kids do? Were you trying to kill her?"
"N-no! She's our friend!" Ken said, trying to defend them. "Well, your 'friend' almost died."
"C-can we go see her?"
"No," came the nurse's definite answer before she ushered them away and down the hall towards the elevator. Shaking her head at them tiredly as the elevator "binged" open, she quietly pulled Rika aside. "I don't know why I am telling you this, but you can visit the patient tomorrow. I'll be on duty, I'll let you in."
Ken's head perked up at this. "We can?" The nurse's head swerved towards the dejected Ken. "I said, SHE could. Not you."
"B-but!" Ken protested. However, he didn't get an answer for the elevator doors had shut promptly in his face. *bing!*
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There you go. I'm sorry if I screwed it up, but if I made any errors, just put it in your review, because you are going to review (*hint hint*) This was 1,078 words. Well, toodles!
*1. Good plan! *wink*