Chapter two: A screaming gaze
Disclaimer: Not mine. Never will be. Can always dream.
Rating: (at the moment) G
The sun was shining brightly and was successfully getting in the way as Sage was trying to watch the girls' gym class play softball. He still believed that girls were a waste of time and, unlike his other classmates, he was watching for a certain someone. That's when she stepped on to the plate. Her long green braid was brought up so that the tail end was tied up to the beginning making a loop of hair. People were no longer commenting on how strange it was that she wore the same leather gloves everyday. She was holding the bat in her hands and swinging it in order to get a feel for it before the actual pitch. At the moment, the boy's class was paying more attention to the fact that Athena's long muscular legs looked very nice in the short sport shorts that the girls were suppose to wear for gym. The boys should have actually been paying attention to the next person to go up on the parallel bars. Everyone watched as Athena leaned forward and stood in position to swing. Most of the boys would have chuckled at the fact that her hold on the bat was wrong, but no one dared to say a thing, seeing as they could imagine what kind of deathly glint in her eye at the moment. Her concentration was obvious, even from where the boys were standing which was about fifty yards a way to the left. While most of the class-both boys and girls-cheered when Athena pelted the ball scoring a home-run Sage was silent and still kept watching her, distrusting every move she made. He remember the first day that she entered class and how he sensed her aura and how he was positive that she had felt him sense it. She had come up with a good excuse by throwing the pencil at him, but he knew that she was neither trying to help him out, nor cared if he appreciated the gesture. During the rest of the lesson, he had this strange sense of weariness about him as if Athena would turn around and attack him at any point. It was during the short five-minute break when Athena had really made some drastic movement of any kind. As soon as the bell rang and the math teacher was out the door, most of the students began to crowd around Athena's table and began asking questions like where did she come from, what's her favorite subject, did she have a boyfriend... A suddenly without cause or reason, the green-haired girl put her hands flat on her desks and stood up rapidly so that her chair almost kipped over when it skidded up. She looked through everyone and headed over to the window and leaned against the edge and looked up to the sky. The whispers about her reaction were loud enough to hear but she didn't do anything but just stand there and look out the window. When Sage noticed that the hustle and bustle of Athena's reaction had died down, he himself had begun to walk over to the window. He had no idea what he was doing or why he was doing it. Perhaps it was to figure out where this strange energy came from or maybe just to give back the pencil, which rested in his pocket. As he reached the windowsill beside her, she didn't so much as address him with a glance, which was fine for him as he put his elbows on the ledge and leaned on it. " I expect my pencil back," she said suddenly not even looking at him. Sage pulled the pencil out of his pocket and handed it to her obediently. When she reached to grab it, Sage caught her wrist and pulled her to where their foreheads were almost touching surprise both Athena and himself. Strange as it was, no one in the class noticing the action going on beside the window, Sage was more concerned about the cold gray eyes, which were the only thing in his sight. Athena eyes were deathly as they held expression of surprise, anger, and -if Sage didn't know better disgust. She was tugging so hard to get her wrist back that Sage had to use a second hand to keep her from wrenching free. Through all this, she never made a sound. With a final tug for emphasis, Sage tugged so that their foreheads were literally millimeters apart. "What are you?" he whispered and the struggle for Athena's wrist lightened. She had stopped struggling and even look away for a moment. Then with cold steel eyes locked upon deep violet, she said in a cold monotone voice, "Nothing you want to mess with," she said her eyes looking almost dead at this point, "Now take your hand off, before I rip it off." Sage loosened his grasp and the second he did, Athena wrenched her wrist out of his hand. With a last glare, she walked over to her seat and sat down.
Like the others he watched as Athena stepped lightly on home, scoring a point for her team, but he didn't cheer or comment on her hit of the bat. He watched as she went behind the fence, ignore the praise, ignore the attention and ignore the people. It had been about three weeks and Sage noticed that Athena hadn't made a single move in order to make any friends. No matter how polite anyone was, no matter how friendly and kind, the green haired girl continued on her lone-wolf ways. The only time that people in the class noticed that Athena didn't have a total lack of interest in other people, was on the third day after Athena entered the class, when a delicate, petite looking brunette entered the room during lunch. The other people in the class looked up from their lunch or conversations as the pale, doe eyed girl asked for Athena. Before anyone could answer, Athena was already up and by the girl's side. Standing next to the delicate girl it was easily seen that the two were complete opposites, just in sight alone but before anyone could whisper anything about it; Athena grabbed the doorknob and jerked the door shut with a slam. The two girls were often seen coming and going together. They met up with each other during breaks and didn't hang out with anyone else until the bell rang to come back to class. Their conversations appeared to be one sided with Athena, as stoic faced as ever standing against the railing while the doe-eyed girl chattered on. Everything about Athena and the aura about her put Sage in a state of suspicion. Every time he looked at her he would tense and would be nowhere close to figuring her out. She wasn't like other girls, Sage obviously noted. Her aura revealed a secretive deepness that no girls, that Sage ever knew, had. When her eyes weren't set in a steel glare, Athena's eyes reflected a bit of lost innocence The strange, morbid wisdom that radiated off her made Sage want to dig into her mind; yet it that was the exact same thing that kept holding him back. A sharp slap on the back woke Sage up from his thoughts. Kento was at his side grinning like a monkey and was obviously enjoying the benefit of being able to taunt Sage. "Well, well, Mister 'I'm-too-deep-to-get-involved-with-women' finally found his mate, eh?" "What are you talking about?" Sage asked as Kento lugged a heavy muscled arm on to his shoulder. Knowing there was no way that Sage would be able to get out of Kento's grip in a gentile manor, Sage allowed himself to be dragged over to where the rest of the Ronins were standing. "What do you think, guys?" Keno said finally taking his massive guerrilla arm off Sage's shoulder. "Doesn't it appear that our friend Mr. Date here, has been recently distracted by a certain new student." Sage grumphed at all the agreeing looks that surrounded him. "It certainly does seem as if you are taken of interest in her," Si stated meekly as to not to offend his friend. "It's not what you think," Sage sighed in an exasperated manor. "I think it's exactly what we think!" Kento said grinning. "It doesn't surprise me though; moody people are attracted to other moody people I guess. I suppose you two could be a good couple ..I suppose. Don't know what you guys would talk about though. You both seem on the quiet side so it would be hard to get a conversation going really." The other four Ronins were giving their babbling friend strange and confused looks as he continued on conversing with himself. Sage shook his head in order to wake himself from the spectacle. "No," he said. "Haven't you felt it. that.. That essence that surrounds her?" At this Kento stopped babbling and looked at Sage with a serious look. "An essence huh?" The rest gave solemn apprehensive looks when Sage nodded. Kento folded his arms and tilted his head down looking as though in deep concentration. "Well, that settles it.." He said deeply, The four looked up. "You've really fallen head over heels for Athena, haven't you?" The four blanched at Kento and were about to tackle him for the comment, were it not for the sound of the whistle calling the period to an end. It was as Sage was about to head into the building when a felt as if someone were staring a hole right through him. He turned questionably to be caught up in a steely cold gray glare. Athena was standing fifty yard away from him but her scowl was as predominant as ever. Something in Sage wanted to make him look away but he refused. He wanted to show that he wasn't afraid of her; he was going to figure her out. His violet eyes kept themselves on to Athena's cold gray ones and never left them. Time was irrelevant to them yet as the little staring contest continued, Sage felt himself almost drifting in to a dream. He started to feel lighted head and his vision became cloudy. That's when he heard it, the sound that pierced his heart for the past several weeks. The little girl was screaming again. It was as clear as ever and was piercing Sage's head. His knees buckled and he looked away from Athena and covered his ears with his arms to stop the sound that seemed to surround him. "Sage! Hey Sage!" He felt comforting auras of his friends' surround him and he started to hear their concerned voices over the terrifying sound. The screaming in his head began to fade. The panic in the crying was just as intense as when it first started, but now it seemed muffled, like someone was turning down the volume. He couldn't remember when he had fallen to his knees but his vision began to clear and reality was flowing back to him. He registered that his friends were beside him, inspecting him and worrying over him. Sage stayed mute as they helped him up and while his arms were slung across Ryo and Rowan's shoulders in order to help him into the school. Just as they were starting to lead him into school, Sage looked up. He had been expecting a smug, victorious look from Athena. She had to have invoked this and was now probably waiting for Sage to look up and admit weakness and defeat. What he did see had taken him totally off guard. Athena was sitting on her knee and slouched over as if someone had knocked the wind out of her. Even from where Sage was standing he could see her hand shaking as he went to brush unruly bangs out of eyes that were now as big as saucers. The two stared at each other blankly, each as confused as the other. They were neither asking each other nor trying to stare each other down. They were each just staring at each other, both wondering what had happen and wondered if the other had felt it. It was only when Ryo and Rowen started maneuvering Sage towards the building that when their gaze broke. ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ````````````````````````````````````````````````````` Well it looks like somebody got up off her lazy butt and decided to actually do something with this story of hers. Oh well.it's finally up and the first chapter is no longer hanging by its lonesome.
The sun was shining brightly and was successfully getting in the way as Sage was trying to watch the girls' gym class play softball. He still believed that girls were a waste of time and, unlike his other classmates, he was watching for a certain someone. That's when she stepped on to the plate. Her long green braid was brought up so that the tail end was tied up to the beginning making a loop of hair. People were no longer commenting on how strange it was that she wore the same leather gloves everyday. She was holding the bat in her hands and swinging it in order to get a feel for it before the actual pitch. At the moment, the boy's class was paying more attention to the fact that Athena's long muscular legs looked very nice in the short sport shorts that the girls were suppose to wear for gym. The boys should have actually been paying attention to the next person to go up on the parallel bars. Everyone watched as Athena leaned forward and stood in position to swing. Most of the boys would have chuckled at the fact that her hold on the bat was wrong, but no one dared to say a thing, seeing as they could imagine what kind of deathly glint in her eye at the moment. Her concentration was obvious, even from where the boys were standing which was about fifty yards a way to the left. While most of the class-both boys and girls-cheered when Athena pelted the ball scoring a home-run Sage was silent and still kept watching her, distrusting every move she made. He remember the first day that she entered class and how he sensed her aura and how he was positive that she had felt him sense it. She had come up with a good excuse by throwing the pencil at him, but he knew that she was neither trying to help him out, nor cared if he appreciated the gesture. During the rest of the lesson, he had this strange sense of weariness about him as if Athena would turn around and attack him at any point. It was during the short five-minute break when Athena had really made some drastic movement of any kind. As soon as the bell rang and the math teacher was out the door, most of the students began to crowd around Athena's table and began asking questions like where did she come from, what's her favorite subject, did she have a boyfriend... A suddenly without cause or reason, the green-haired girl put her hands flat on her desks and stood up rapidly so that her chair almost kipped over when it skidded up. She looked through everyone and headed over to the window and leaned against the edge and looked up to the sky. The whispers about her reaction were loud enough to hear but she didn't do anything but just stand there and look out the window. When Sage noticed that the hustle and bustle of Athena's reaction had died down, he himself had begun to walk over to the window. He had no idea what he was doing or why he was doing it. Perhaps it was to figure out where this strange energy came from or maybe just to give back the pencil, which rested in his pocket. As he reached the windowsill beside her, she didn't so much as address him with a glance, which was fine for him as he put his elbows on the ledge and leaned on it. " I expect my pencil back," she said suddenly not even looking at him. Sage pulled the pencil out of his pocket and handed it to her obediently. When she reached to grab it, Sage caught her wrist and pulled her to where their foreheads were almost touching surprise both Athena and himself. Strange as it was, no one in the class noticing the action going on beside the window, Sage was more concerned about the cold gray eyes, which were the only thing in his sight. Athena eyes were deathly as they held expression of surprise, anger, and -if Sage didn't know better disgust. She was tugging so hard to get her wrist back that Sage had to use a second hand to keep her from wrenching free. Through all this, she never made a sound. With a final tug for emphasis, Sage tugged so that their foreheads were literally millimeters apart. "What are you?" he whispered and the struggle for Athena's wrist lightened. She had stopped struggling and even look away for a moment. Then with cold steel eyes locked upon deep violet, she said in a cold monotone voice, "Nothing you want to mess with," she said her eyes looking almost dead at this point, "Now take your hand off, before I rip it off." Sage loosened his grasp and the second he did, Athena wrenched her wrist out of his hand. With a last glare, she walked over to her seat and sat down.
Like the others he watched as Athena stepped lightly on home, scoring a point for her team, but he didn't cheer or comment on her hit of the bat. He watched as she went behind the fence, ignore the praise, ignore the attention and ignore the people. It had been about three weeks and Sage noticed that Athena hadn't made a single move in order to make any friends. No matter how polite anyone was, no matter how friendly and kind, the green haired girl continued on her lone-wolf ways. The only time that people in the class noticed that Athena didn't have a total lack of interest in other people, was on the third day after Athena entered the class, when a delicate, petite looking brunette entered the room during lunch. The other people in the class looked up from their lunch or conversations as the pale, doe eyed girl asked for Athena. Before anyone could answer, Athena was already up and by the girl's side. Standing next to the delicate girl it was easily seen that the two were complete opposites, just in sight alone but before anyone could whisper anything about it; Athena grabbed the doorknob and jerked the door shut with a slam. The two girls were often seen coming and going together. They met up with each other during breaks and didn't hang out with anyone else until the bell rang to come back to class. Their conversations appeared to be one sided with Athena, as stoic faced as ever standing against the railing while the doe-eyed girl chattered on. Everything about Athena and the aura about her put Sage in a state of suspicion. Every time he looked at her he would tense and would be nowhere close to figuring her out. She wasn't like other girls, Sage obviously noted. Her aura revealed a secretive deepness that no girls, that Sage ever knew, had. When her eyes weren't set in a steel glare, Athena's eyes reflected a bit of lost innocence The strange, morbid wisdom that radiated off her made Sage want to dig into her mind; yet it that was the exact same thing that kept holding him back. A sharp slap on the back woke Sage up from his thoughts. Kento was at his side grinning like a monkey and was obviously enjoying the benefit of being able to taunt Sage. "Well, well, Mister 'I'm-too-deep-to-get-involved-with-women' finally found his mate, eh?" "What are you talking about?" Sage asked as Kento lugged a heavy muscled arm on to his shoulder. Knowing there was no way that Sage would be able to get out of Kento's grip in a gentile manor, Sage allowed himself to be dragged over to where the rest of the Ronins were standing. "What do you think, guys?" Keno said finally taking his massive guerrilla arm off Sage's shoulder. "Doesn't it appear that our friend Mr. Date here, has been recently distracted by a certain new student." Sage grumphed at all the agreeing looks that surrounded him. "It certainly does seem as if you are taken of interest in her," Si stated meekly as to not to offend his friend. "It's not what you think," Sage sighed in an exasperated manor. "I think it's exactly what we think!" Kento said grinning. "It doesn't surprise me though; moody people are attracted to other moody people I guess. I suppose you two could be a good couple ..I suppose. Don't know what you guys would talk about though. You both seem on the quiet side so it would be hard to get a conversation going really." The other four Ronins were giving their babbling friend strange and confused looks as he continued on conversing with himself. Sage shook his head in order to wake himself from the spectacle. "No," he said. "Haven't you felt it. that.. That essence that surrounds her?" At this Kento stopped babbling and looked at Sage with a serious look. "An essence huh?" The rest gave solemn apprehensive looks when Sage nodded. Kento folded his arms and tilted his head down looking as though in deep concentration. "Well, that settles it.." He said deeply, The four looked up. "You've really fallen head over heels for Athena, haven't you?" The four blanched at Kento and were about to tackle him for the comment, were it not for the sound of the whistle calling the period to an end. It was as Sage was about to head into the building when a felt as if someone were staring a hole right through him. He turned questionably to be caught up in a steely cold gray glare. Athena was standing fifty yard away from him but her scowl was as predominant as ever. Something in Sage wanted to make him look away but he refused. He wanted to show that he wasn't afraid of her; he was going to figure her out. His violet eyes kept themselves on to Athena's cold gray ones and never left them. Time was irrelevant to them yet as the little staring contest continued, Sage felt himself almost drifting in to a dream. He started to feel lighted head and his vision became cloudy. That's when he heard it, the sound that pierced his heart for the past several weeks. The little girl was screaming again. It was as clear as ever and was piercing Sage's head. His knees buckled and he looked away from Athena and covered his ears with his arms to stop the sound that seemed to surround him. "Sage! Hey Sage!" He felt comforting auras of his friends' surround him and he started to hear their concerned voices over the terrifying sound. The screaming in his head began to fade. The panic in the crying was just as intense as when it first started, but now it seemed muffled, like someone was turning down the volume. He couldn't remember when he had fallen to his knees but his vision began to clear and reality was flowing back to him. He registered that his friends were beside him, inspecting him and worrying over him. Sage stayed mute as they helped him up and while his arms were slung across Ryo and Rowan's shoulders in order to help him into the school. Just as they were starting to lead him into school, Sage looked up. He had been expecting a smug, victorious look from Athena. She had to have invoked this and was now probably waiting for Sage to look up and admit weakness and defeat. What he did see had taken him totally off guard. Athena was sitting on her knee and slouched over as if someone had knocked the wind out of her. Even from where Sage was standing he could see her hand shaking as he went to brush unruly bangs out of eyes that were now as big as saucers. The two stared at each other blankly, each as confused as the other. They were neither asking each other nor trying to stare each other down. They were each just staring at each other, both wondering what had happen and wondered if the other had felt it. It was only when Ryo and Rowen started maneuvering Sage towards the building that when their gaze broke. ```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ````````````````````````````````````````````````````` Well it looks like somebody got up off her lazy butt and decided to actually do something with this story of hers. Oh well.it's finally up and the first chapter is no longer hanging by its lonesome.
