Author's note: Hey, another update! And so soon! And Zinou reviewed my fic! Thank you so much! Your fics are awesome! And Schala, I saw that you posted another YGO fic! I'll read them whenever I get a chance. My husband has started playing on the computer more often, so the only time I get a shot at it is in the morning. Biowolf, I've started on your fic, but I'm not sure if I'm happy with it as so far it's from his point of view. I don't want to disappoint you or anything, especially since you requested it!
Oh, Shelly, when will you ever shut up! Now! Here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
Wishing For Snow by Shelly
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The next months passed slowly for Morgan as she stayed within the confines of Stigma's house, rarely going out except for supplies or for a small shopping spree, and hardly did she find any joy in anything anymore since that day. Whenever she went into town, she would check up on the the standings of the teams, and was happy to see that the Blitz Team was doing well. Never had she heard anything of Leon, although Stigma had told her once that the Backdraft had been unable to locate the Blade Liger, and she wondered if Leon was putting it to good use.
Then came a time when she just didn't care anymore, and she stopped going into town except for food runs and it was only for that and nothing else. Without Leon in her life, she found it harder to wake up everyday and face every one of them all alone. But then something remarkable happened that changed her life around: Stigma had quit the Backdraft and was going to stay with her along with Sanders.
She had cried openly that day when he had shown up on the front porch, telling her the good news, and since then she had slowly become herself again, something he had been glad to see. He knew all about Leon and the circumstances that had broke them apart, and she wondered why she had never heard from him. Had he found someone else to love that deserved him more than she did? If he did, then she couldn't blame him as they had been apart for some time.
Finally the time came for the Royal Cup Tournament, and Stigma suggested that they all go watch the Tournament together in town along with a new addition to their club, a woman named Pierce who Stigma seemed to be very taken with. And of course Morgan couldn't help but tease her "uncle Stiggy" about it until he blushed furiously.
The Tournament contestants were named, and Morgan's jaw dropped to the floor when she saw the Blade Liger in the tournament along with a red Gunsniper, the team being identified as the Fluegal Team. Her heart raced furiously as she wondered if it was Leon's, but it had to be as it was the only one in existence that she knew of. And when they fought the Blitz Team, she was amazed at the abilities of both Ligers, and she recalled her statement to Brad when she said the Blade Liger could beat the Liger Zero anyday. But she was proved wrong when Bit defeated him with his Seven Blade Attack.
The rest of the Tournament was pretty exciting, especially the finish when the Liger Zero faced off against the Berserk Fury. She had seen the Shadow Fox taken down and worried that Brad might be harmed since she knew it was him that piloted the awesome zoid, but was relieved to see he was okay. After a nail-biting win, the Blitz Team finally walked away the victors, and she couldn't have been happier for them. As a matter of fact she planned to try and get up with Brad later to see what he was doing as it was obvious Leon didn't care enough to come looking for her.
She excused herself from their table and went to grab something to drink, but a familiar figure caught her eye sitting at a table alone, and she approached the person, her eyes widening when she saw the clothing he wore. There was no doubt that it was Leon sitting there with a content smile on his handsome face, and it was like a knife through the heart to see him so happy when she had been so depressed all these months.
He looked up and caught her eye, his smile fading slowly, and she wondered if maybe he wasn't happy to see her. Had he moved on and forgot about her? Well, there was only one way to find out, and that was to ask him.
Walking slowly towards him, she watched his face for any sign that he might not want to see her, but seeing none she quickened her pace a little and soon found herself standing near his table. "Is this seat taken?" she asked.
"No, not at all," he replied. "Please, have a seat."
His voice sounded even more mature and sent that familiar thrill through her that she always got whenever she heard it. "So, how have you been?" she started, her mouth suddenly becoming dry. She couldn't believe that they were sitting here holding a normal conversation and so far it looked as if he thought of her as nothing more than a friend now, a memory of something wonderful that they had shared so long ago.
"Good," he answered. "I can't complain. The Liger and I have been getting along really well lately. Thank you for leaving it for me."
Oh, Leon, her mind cried. Why does he have to be so formal? What happened to them running back into each other's arms and professing their love for one another? "You're welcome," she said, glad that her voice was remaining steady although her insides were quivering out of nervousness.
Little did she know that he was having the same thoughts. He was holding himself back out of respect for her feelings as he hadn't heard from her either during all these months they had been apart, and he wondered if she had found someone else as well. "So, how have you been?" he returned.
She was quiet a moment as she wanted so badly to tell him the truth, that she had been lost without him ever since they had parted ways and that she wanted him back in her life again. But she wasn't going to do this here as she didn't want to break down in front of him like this. "I've been good," she replied. "Stigma quit the Backdraft and has moved back in. I'm glad because the house was getting rather quiet without..." She had started to say without him, but caught herself before she went any further.
But he knew what she was going to say and now knew that she had not been with anyone else since then as he had seen some of her sadness shine through, and his heart softened to see it. He, too, had suffered during their separation, but he had had battles to keep his mind off his heartache as he had buried himself in it, perfecting his abilities to the point where he ended and the Liger began. It was a constant reminder to him of her love, and he had never stopped loving her, although he had stayed away out of respect for her need to be alone.
"Morgan," he said, starting to reach for her hand but stopped when he heard a familiar voice.
"Hiya, Leon," a female voice called to him.
Morgan looked up to see an incredibly beautiful woman standing there, and she knew that this was the woman Brad had spoke of that looked so much like her, and apparently the other woman thought the same thing as she eyed her curiously. Then the thought entered her mind that Leon must've found someone, and she was the lucky one.
Suddenly the room became stifling as she figured that he had fallen in love with someone who favored her in more ways than one, and it hurt to see the two standing beside each other.
Leon wondered what was going through Morgan's mind as she had suddenly become quiet and just stood there staring at Naomi with a blank expression. "Naomi, this is Morgan. Morgan, this is Naomi, my partner."
She even had a beautiful name to match her beautiful face! How dare she! How dare he! And now he was rubbing it in by saying she was his "partner"! How she wished she had claws so she could rip both of them apart!
But she did none of that. Instead she muttered a quick greeting and apology and just as quickly walked off, her eyes stinging from unshed tears. Here she had been so lost without him all these months and he had been lounging in the arms of another woman! Why did life have to be so unfair?
Leon watched her go with a mixture of confusion and indecision as he wanted to go to her but had no idea what was wrong with her. Why did she just walk off like that without an explanation?
Naomi was just as confused as she watched the young woman storm off. "What's with her?" she asked him.
He shrugged. "I have no idea."
She looked back at him, even more curious when she saw that it was apparent that he had loved this woman at one point, and she remembered what he had told her about her one day. "That was 'the' Morgan you've told me about? The one you were so crazy about?"
He nodded. "Yeah, she's the one. But I didn't expect things to turn out like this."
Naomi laughed as everything suddenly became clear. "I think you better go get her, silly! You've got some explaining to do if she's thinking what I think she's thinking."
"And what's that?" he asked.
"Come on, Leon," she said. "She thinks you and I are...um...together? I guess that would be the word."
Sudden understanding dawned on him and he buried his face in his hand as he groaned. "I can't believe this." Then he jumped out of his chair and ran after her, hoping that she hadn't gone too far.
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You'd better get her quick, Leon! You never know that Brad might be lurking nearby. Next chapter: a happy surprise for them both! Thanks for reading! C-ya!
Oh, Shelly, when will you ever shut up! Now! Here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
Wishing For Snow by Shelly
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The next months passed slowly for Morgan as she stayed within the confines of Stigma's house, rarely going out except for supplies or for a small shopping spree, and hardly did she find any joy in anything anymore since that day. Whenever she went into town, she would check up on the the standings of the teams, and was happy to see that the Blitz Team was doing well. Never had she heard anything of Leon, although Stigma had told her once that the Backdraft had been unable to locate the Blade Liger, and she wondered if Leon was putting it to good use.
Then came a time when she just didn't care anymore, and she stopped going into town except for food runs and it was only for that and nothing else. Without Leon in her life, she found it harder to wake up everyday and face every one of them all alone. But then something remarkable happened that changed her life around: Stigma had quit the Backdraft and was going to stay with her along with Sanders.
She had cried openly that day when he had shown up on the front porch, telling her the good news, and since then she had slowly become herself again, something he had been glad to see. He knew all about Leon and the circumstances that had broke them apart, and she wondered why she had never heard from him. Had he found someone else to love that deserved him more than she did? If he did, then she couldn't blame him as they had been apart for some time.
Finally the time came for the Royal Cup Tournament, and Stigma suggested that they all go watch the Tournament together in town along with a new addition to their club, a woman named Pierce who Stigma seemed to be very taken with. And of course Morgan couldn't help but tease her "uncle Stiggy" about it until he blushed furiously.
The Tournament contestants were named, and Morgan's jaw dropped to the floor when she saw the Blade Liger in the tournament along with a red Gunsniper, the team being identified as the Fluegal Team. Her heart raced furiously as she wondered if it was Leon's, but it had to be as it was the only one in existence that she knew of. And when they fought the Blitz Team, she was amazed at the abilities of both Ligers, and she recalled her statement to Brad when she said the Blade Liger could beat the Liger Zero anyday. But she was proved wrong when Bit defeated him with his Seven Blade Attack.
The rest of the Tournament was pretty exciting, especially the finish when the Liger Zero faced off against the Berserk Fury. She had seen the Shadow Fox taken down and worried that Brad might be harmed since she knew it was him that piloted the awesome zoid, but was relieved to see he was okay. After a nail-biting win, the Blitz Team finally walked away the victors, and she couldn't have been happier for them. As a matter of fact she planned to try and get up with Brad later to see what he was doing as it was obvious Leon didn't care enough to come looking for her.
She excused herself from their table and went to grab something to drink, but a familiar figure caught her eye sitting at a table alone, and she approached the person, her eyes widening when she saw the clothing he wore. There was no doubt that it was Leon sitting there with a content smile on his handsome face, and it was like a knife through the heart to see him so happy when she had been so depressed all these months.
He looked up and caught her eye, his smile fading slowly, and she wondered if maybe he wasn't happy to see her. Had he moved on and forgot about her? Well, there was only one way to find out, and that was to ask him.
Walking slowly towards him, she watched his face for any sign that he might not want to see her, but seeing none she quickened her pace a little and soon found herself standing near his table. "Is this seat taken?" she asked.
"No, not at all," he replied. "Please, have a seat."
His voice sounded even more mature and sent that familiar thrill through her that she always got whenever she heard it. "So, how have you been?" she started, her mouth suddenly becoming dry. She couldn't believe that they were sitting here holding a normal conversation and so far it looked as if he thought of her as nothing more than a friend now, a memory of something wonderful that they had shared so long ago.
"Good," he answered. "I can't complain. The Liger and I have been getting along really well lately. Thank you for leaving it for me."
Oh, Leon, her mind cried. Why does he have to be so formal? What happened to them running back into each other's arms and professing their love for one another? "You're welcome," she said, glad that her voice was remaining steady although her insides were quivering out of nervousness.
Little did she know that he was having the same thoughts. He was holding himself back out of respect for her feelings as he hadn't heard from her either during all these months they had been apart, and he wondered if she had found someone else as well. "So, how have you been?" he returned.
She was quiet a moment as she wanted so badly to tell him the truth, that she had been lost without him ever since they had parted ways and that she wanted him back in her life again. But she wasn't going to do this here as she didn't want to break down in front of him like this. "I've been good," she replied. "Stigma quit the Backdraft and has moved back in. I'm glad because the house was getting rather quiet without..." She had started to say without him, but caught herself before she went any further.
But he knew what she was going to say and now knew that she had not been with anyone else since then as he had seen some of her sadness shine through, and his heart softened to see it. He, too, had suffered during their separation, but he had had battles to keep his mind off his heartache as he had buried himself in it, perfecting his abilities to the point where he ended and the Liger began. It was a constant reminder to him of her love, and he had never stopped loving her, although he had stayed away out of respect for her need to be alone.
"Morgan," he said, starting to reach for her hand but stopped when he heard a familiar voice.
"Hiya, Leon," a female voice called to him.
Morgan looked up to see an incredibly beautiful woman standing there, and she knew that this was the woman Brad had spoke of that looked so much like her, and apparently the other woman thought the same thing as she eyed her curiously. Then the thought entered her mind that Leon must've found someone, and she was the lucky one.
Suddenly the room became stifling as she figured that he had fallen in love with someone who favored her in more ways than one, and it hurt to see the two standing beside each other.
Leon wondered what was going through Morgan's mind as she had suddenly become quiet and just stood there staring at Naomi with a blank expression. "Naomi, this is Morgan. Morgan, this is Naomi, my partner."
She even had a beautiful name to match her beautiful face! How dare she! How dare he! And now he was rubbing it in by saying she was his "partner"! How she wished she had claws so she could rip both of them apart!
But she did none of that. Instead she muttered a quick greeting and apology and just as quickly walked off, her eyes stinging from unshed tears. Here she had been so lost without him all these months and he had been lounging in the arms of another woman! Why did life have to be so unfair?
Leon watched her go with a mixture of confusion and indecision as he wanted to go to her but had no idea what was wrong with her. Why did she just walk off like that without an explanation?
Naomi was just as confused as she watched the young woman storm off. "What's with her?" she asked him.
He shrugged. "I have no idea."
She looked back at him, even more curious when she saw that it was apparent that he had loved this woman at one point, and she remembered what he had told her about her one day. "That was 'the' Morgan you've told me about? The one you were so crazy about?"
He nodded. "Yeah, she's the one. But I didn't expect things to turn out like this."
Naomi laughed as everything suddenly became clear. "I think you better go get her, silly! You've got some explaining to do if she's thinking what I think she's thinking."
"And what's that?" he asked.
"Come on, Leon," she said. "She thinks you and I are...um...together? I guess that would be the word."
Sudden understanding dawned on him and he buried his face in his hand as he groaned. "I can't believe this." Then he jumped out of his chair and ran after her, hoping that she hadn't gone too far.
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You'd better get her quick, Leon! You never know that Brad might be lurking nearby. Next chapter: a happy surprise for them both! Thanks for reading! C-ya!