Hiiii! I'm just adding a lil blurb here, I'm so happy! People have reviewed, and it's encouraging! ~cries~ I'm so happy! I just want to say thank you. ^^V
And for those expecting horrible angst...too bad, I suck at writing angst.
Howling and moving with renewed vigor; the monster started to struggle once more, trying to get away from the deadly light. Aya jumped back at the first sign of movement, watching with veiled interest. The movements seemed different from its earlier struggles, painiced, afraid. The light beamed down stronger and stronger as the figure tied up in Youji's wire slowly began to change. The howls morphed to screams, then to cries and wails of pain, then small, heart rendering whimpers as it ended. The physical part was no less intriguing, the frame shrunk to a less terrifying height, fur disappeared, although that had the effect of worsening the cuts because the fur had been acting as sort of protection. However, in the dim light no identifying features could be seen. Finally, the former werewolf, now in its human form stilled, and slumped over, unconscious. The uncaricaristly serious playboy let the poor boy (they could see it was a male) down gently, snapping his wire back in
place, he couldn't shake the feeling that he knew this kid from somewhere.... Omi, the ever efficient, and the best at medical matters of the team was already getting his stuff out when Aya rolled the boy over, for once, the icy Katana wielding leader showed complete surprise when he saw the still forms face, it was...
" Ken-kun!" Omi cried in shock, forgetting to use Ken's code name, (Siberian just for reference). At the mention of his name, the injured teen's eyes fluttered open groggily.
Aya leaned over, with that tiny little hope of being the first seen by Ken, he looked down into the barely there eyes, and watched in fascination as the amber slowly darkened to soccer boy's normal brown, then inwardly frowned worriedly as they closed again, sending the clawed assassin back into unconscious.
Youji watched unobtrusively over Omi's shoulder as the younger teen began treating the wire cuts that latticed over Ken's still form. " Wonder how he managed to keep that a secret, eh?" he mused out loud.
"You know, I think this explains his strange behavior over the last month after Manx gave us this mission. He's been so jumpy, I couldn't figure out what was wrong." Omi said, finishing up.
" That reminds me...what are we going to tell that luscious babe about, well, all this." Youji drawled, sweeping his hands out in a wide, all encompassing gesture. That's when Aya deemed it a good time to say something. He scooped up their unconscious teammate with a gentleness that really didn't seem like him. He said, "We'll think of that later. Come, we're going home." With that, he walked out, carrying Ken to the car they had taken to get there.
And for those expecting horrible angst...too bad, I suck at writing angst.
Howling and moving with renewed vigor; the monster started to struggle once more, trying to get away from the deadly light. Aya jumped back at the first sign of movement, watching with veiled interest. The movements seemed different from its earlier struggles, painiced, afraid. The light beamed down stronger and stronger as the figure tied up in Youji's wire slowly began to change. The howls morphed to screams, then to cries and wails of pain, then small, heart rendering whimpers as it ended. The physical part was no less intriguing, the frame shrunk to a less terrifying height, fur disappeared, although that had the effect of worsening the cuts because the fur had been acting as sort of protection. However, in the dim light no identifying features could be seen. Finally, the former werewolf, now in its human form stilled, and slumped over, unconscious. The uncaricaristly serious playboy let the poor boy (they could see it was a male) down gently, snapping his wire back in
place, he couldn't shake the feeling that he knew this kid from somewhere.... Omi, the ever efficient, and the best at medical matters of the team was already getting his stuff out when Aya rolled the boy over, for once, the icy Katana wielding leader showed complete surprise when he saw the still forms face, it was...
" Ken-kun!" Omi cried in shock, forgetting to use Ken's code name, (Siberian just for reference). At the mention of his name, the injured teen's eyes fluttered open groggily.
Aya leaned over, with that tiny little hope of being the first seen by Ken, he looked down into the barely there eyes, and watched in fascination as the amber slowly darkened to soccer boy's normal brown, then inwardly frowned worriedly as they closed again, sending the clawed assassin back into unconscious.
Youji watched unobtrusively over Omi's shoulder as the younger teen began treating the wire cuts that latticed over Ken's still form. " Wonder how he managed to keep that a secret, eh?" he mused out loud.
"You know, I think this explains his strange behavior over the last month after Manx gave us this mission. He's been so jumpy, I couldn't figure out what was wrong." Omi said, finishing up.
" That reminds me...what are we going to tell that luscious babe about, well, all this." Youji drawled, sweeping his hands out in a wide, all encompassing gesture. That's when Aya deemed it a good time to say something. He scooped up their unconscious teammate with a gentleness that really didn't seem like him. He said, "We'll think of that later. Come, we're going home." With that, he walked out, carrying Ken to the car they had taken to get there.