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Ian had noticed Korin acting oddly ever since she got back. Sure, she still had a happy face and still played all her favorite songs. But, there was something wrong with her as well. Like the way she was always so willing to do whatever Irons wanted her to do. And the way she never wanted to go talk to Sara. Or the way that sometimes when they where talking, she got this dazed look in her eyes as if she was thinking or remembering something. Then there where times where He would talk about things they did as kids and she would only smile and get the same look. He was even more worried about her now then he had been when she was away.
The worse thing was the way Irons would almost always call during the times when Ian and Korin where watching Sara. When this would happen, Korin would tell Ian she had to go and that she would be back after she talked to Irons. This was odd because until now, Irons had never wanted to talk to her more then one time a month and even then he didn't like talking to her. Threw and threw, everything was weird. Ian couldn't quite understand any of this. And he didn't think he was going to anytime soon.
So there he sat on the roof across from Sara's apartment, alone again for Irons had called Korin away. He sighed as he thought about the past few weeks. Korin had come back, but it was like she wasn't Korin. Ian shook it off and watched as Sara watched T.V and ate he dinner. He had talked to Sara about the way things where going and Sara had told him she didn't understand either. When Ian had asked her if she wanted to have Korin come talk to her, she had said no, that Korin could talk to her when she felt like it. Ian wasn't sure she ever would.
Ian sighed one again and looked up at the sky. Why did everything have to make so little since? Why couldn't things go back to being the way they where before? The way it was when Korin was so willing to do anything that Irons did not want her to do. He missed that most about her. He had thought a lot about what Sara had said. About how Korin liked him. He didn't know how he felt. How could he? Everything was so weird right now. He had been talking to Sara. SARA! He had never sat down and had a real talk with her. And then there was the howl Korin thing...life was just crazy.
Suddenly, Ian felt a warm hand touch his shoulder. He turned to see Korin standing behind him. She half smiled and sat down next to him. Ian looked at her. She felt like Korin, looked like Korin, and smelled like Korin. But, it wasn't the same. Korin put her head on Ian's shoulder and sighed. Ian raped an arm around her almost without thinking about it. He couldn't help it.
"Are you all right?" Ian asked. Korin didn't answer. "Korin, you need to talk to me. I need to know what's wrong with you so I can try and make it better." He began to stroke Korin's long red hair in a soothing way.
"Ian." Was all Korin could say. Ian saw the same dazed look in her eyes as before. He removed his glove from his head and placed his hand on Korin's four-head. Not to his surprise, it was hot.
"You're sick." Ian said, taking off his coat and pulling it around her. "Come on, where taking you back t the house." He stood up and picked up Korin in his arms. She looked into his eyes.
"I'm fine, Ian. Really." Korin said as she shivered. "I'm going to stay here with you."
"Oh no you don't." Ian said. "You are going back to the house. I'll make you soup and get you all better soon." Ian smiled. "It's funny, I didn't know the Blade would let you get sick."
"Yeah, well, what are you going to do." Korin half smiled.
~~
Back in Korin's room, Ian sat reading a book, as Korin lay fast asleep. They had come back and Ian had feed her soup, which she only got half was threw before falling asleep. Ian had chosen not to go back to watch Sara. He felt he needed to take care of Korin. So now he sat, reading a book.
Ian turned a page and heard Korin mumble in her sleep. Ian looked over at her. She was tossing and turning and talking in her sleep. Ian put down the book and sat on the bed next to her.
"No..." Korin said in her sleep. "Stop...don't...I won't let you...Ian..." Ian jumped at the sound of his own name. "Ian...save me, Ian...Won't let you...must fight...Ian...stop them...don't let them hurt me...don't let them...don't let father..." The rest was all mumbled. Ian placed his hand, which was still un-gloved, on her face. She stilled a little and moved into the touch. Ian smiled.
"It'll be all right, Korin," Ian said. "I won't let anyone hurt you. That's a promise." He stroked her cheek with his finger and smiled. "You look so lovely when you sleep." Ian said. He had thought about how lovely she looked sleeping the other day when he had nursed her back to health. He smiled and moved his hand away. Korin shivered and drew herself in a little ball. Ian put his hand on her face again. "It's OK, I'm here, don't worry." He got into the bed and lay his head down on the pillow and smelled her hair. He put his arm around her waist and closed his eyes. "I'll stay with you all night, how would you like that?" His answer was a soft, sweet humming sound that came from the BlakeBlade to show that it like Ian there. So he stayed there all night.
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In the morning, Korin woke to kind Ian still fast asleep. She sat up and looked over the sleeping form. He looked so cute when he was asleep. She smiled and shook her head. She got up and began to pick out her cloths. As she slipped on her T-shirt, she tried to recall the odd, yet some how very real, dream she had had that night. Something about a room...and a table...and something about her father and something he wanted...something to do with her...and then the doctors...three of them?...or had it been five?...or two...she couldn't remember. She closed her eyes and tried to remember, but it didn't work. Stupid dream. As she thought more about the dream, she remembered something about Ian...about Ian helping her with something...and then...
"Korin? You awake?" Ian said sitting up. Korin jumped and looked over at the waking Ian. She was glade she was dressed now. Ian smiled at her. "Hey you. Sleep well?" He asked, getting out of the bed.
Korin smiled and nodded. "Yes, thank you...I had a weird dream." She said.
"Yeah, you looked like it. You where tossing and turning. And you where saying something about me saving you. Something about someone trying to hurt you." He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Huh. That's weird, I don't remember any of that stuff." Korin lied. "My dream was about a fluffy bunny." Korin said. It was kind of a half-truth. She had had a dream about a bunny but that had been a few nights ago. Ian raised an eyebrow at her to show he didn't believe her.
"If you say so." Ian said. "Look, is everything OK? You've been acting so weird." Ian walked over to Korin and put a hand on her shoulder. "Is there anything you want to talk to me about? Anything at all?" He looked deep into Korin's bright eyes and she looked back.
She shook her head. "Everything is fine, Ian. Nothing is wrong, but thank you for caring." She smiled. "I've just had a lot on my mind. I'll be OK in a few days, you'll see." She smiled even more. "Trust me."
"I do trust you." Ian told her. "I just want you to know I'm here for you if you need me." He smiled at her.
"I know you are...it just seems like you're more likely to be there for Sara then you are to me." Korin looked at the floor. "It's stupid, I know, but I feel like you care more about Sara then you do for me." Ian lifted her chin with his finger and looked into Korin's eyes.
"I care about you more then you know." He told her. "Yes, I do have to be around Sara a lot, and I care about her, too. But, she can't take your place in my heart. You and her are both very important to me and I don't know what I would do if one of you got hurt or killed. I'm there for you and I'm there for Sara. But I'll never be to busy with Sara to talk t you, understand?" Korin nodded slowly. "Good." Ian smiled and kissed Korin on the four- head. "Now, what do you say we go get some coffee?"
"Mmm. Coffee sounds great." Korin said, smiling.
"I thought you might say that." Ian said. "I'll meet you outside in ten, OK?" Korin nodded.
~~
Ian and Korin entered their favorite coffee shop and Korin went to get them a table while Ian got the drinks. Korin sat there, thinking things over. The dream she had had was still in her mind. She tried once again to put it all into place but she could hardly remember anything at this point. Before Ian had come back, Korin saw Sara Pizzini walk threw the coffee shop doors.
Sara looked right at her and smiled and waved. Korin gasped a little and waved back with a half smile. Sara walked over to the counter and over to Ian. She felt herself bit her lip as she watched the two talking. What was it about this that made her feel so weird? It was like this, or something like this, had happened before. A moment later, Ian was back at the table with two drinks.
Ian smiled at her. "Hey, do you mind if Sara comes and sits with us?" He asked. Korin felt her mind race. Irons hadn't said it wasn't OK to talk to Sara. Come to think of it, he hadn't said much about Sara except that one-day they would get ride of her. Korin smiled at Ian and nodded.
"Sure. Why not?" She said, even though she felt it wasn't a good idea.
"OK. I'll go tell her, be right back." He winked at her making her smile and then walked off. Korin sipped her coffee trying not to think about the promise Irons had given her about once day killing Sara. That was not a good thing to have slip out. Irons would have a fit. Ian and Sara came to the table and sat down.
"Hey, Korin, how's it going?" Sara asked, smiling. Korin gave her a half smile.
"OK, I guess." Korin said. "And you?"
"I'm doing OK. I'll be doing a lot better after I drink my coffee." She said. Korin nodded.
"Coffee dose seem to make the day go by faster." Korin said, amazed at how easy it was to talk to the person you where planing on killing. "I guess anything with caffeine is a good day starter."
"Ain't that the truth." Sara laughed. Korin smiled and looked up at the clock.
"I need to go." She said. "Meeting with Irons. It was nice talking to you, Sara. Ian, I'll see you later?"
"Ya, we're having diner tonight, right?" Ian asked. Korin nodded.
"I'll see you then, if not before." Korin nodded and left the shop. Sara looked over at Ian.
"Well, at least she talked to me." Sara smiled.
~~
Ian had noticed Korin acting oddly ever since she got back. Sure, she still had a happy face and still played all her favorite songs. But, there was something wrong with her as well. Like the way she was always so willing to do whatever Irons wanted her to do. And the way she never wanted to go talk to Sara. Or the way that sometimes when they where talking, she got this dazed look in her eyes as if she was thinking or remembering something. Then there where times where He would talk about things they did as kids and she would only smile and get the same look. He was even more worried about her now then he had been when she was away.
The worse thing was the way Irons would almost always call during the times when Ian and Korin where watching Sara. When this would happen, Korin would tell Ian she had to go and that she would be back after she talked to Irons. This was odd because until now, Irons had never wanted to talk to her more then one time a month and even then he didn't like talking to her. Threw and threw, everything was weird. Ian couldn't quite understand any of this. And he didn't think he was going to anytime soon.
So there he sat on the roof across from Sara's apartment, alone again for Irons had called Korin away. He sighed as he thought about the past few weeks. Korin had come back, but it was like she wasn't Korin. Ian shook it off and watched as Sara watched T.V and ate he dinner. He had talked to Sara about the way things where going and Sara had told him she didn't understand either. When Ian had asked her if she wanted to have Korin come talk to her, she had said no, that Korin could talk to her when she felt like it. Ian wasn't sure she ever would.
Ian sighed one again and looked up at the sky. Why did everything have to make so little since? Why couldn't things go back to being the way they where before? The way it was when Korin was so willing to do anything that Irons did not want her to do. He missed that most about her. He had thought a lot about what Sara had said. About how Korin liked him. He didn't know how he felt. How could he? Everything was so weird right now. He had been talking to Sara. SARA! He had never sat down and had a real talk with her. And then there was the howl Korin thing...life was just crazy.
Suddenly, Ian felt a warm hand touch his shoulder. He turned to see Korin standing behind him. She half smiled and sat down next to him. Ian looked at her. She felt like Korin, looked like Korin, and smelled like Korin. But, it wasn't the same. Korin put her head on Ian's shoulder and sighed. Ian raped an arm around her almost without thinking about it. He couldn't help it.
"Are you all right?" Ian asked. Korin didn't answer. "Korin, you need to talk to me. I need to know what's wrong with you so I can try and make it better." He began to stroke Korin's long red hair in a soothing way.
"Ian." Was all Korin could say. Ian saw the same dazed look in her eyes as before. He removed his glove from his head and placed his hand on Korin's four-head. Not to his surprise, it was hot.
"You're sick." Ian said, taking off his coat and pulling it around her. "Come on, where taking you back t the house." He stood up and picked up Korin in his arms. She looked into his eyes.
"I'm fine, Ian. Really." Korin said as she shivered. "I'm going to stay here with you."
"Oh no you don't." Ian said. "You are going back to the house. I'll make you soup and get you all better soon." Ian smiled. "It's funny, I didn't know the Blade would let you get sick."
"Yeah, well, what are you going to do." Korin half smiled.
~~
Back in Korin's room, Ian sat reading a book, as Korin lay fast asleep. They had come back and Ian had feed her soup, which she only got half was threw before falling asleep. Ian had chosen not to go back to watch Sara. He felt he needed to take care of Korin. So now he sat, reading a book.
Ian turned a page and heard Korin mumble in her sleep. Ian looked over at her. She was tossing and turning and talking in her sleep. Ian put down the book and sat on the bed next to her.
"No..." Korin said in her sleep. "Stop...don't...I won't let you...Ian..." Ian jumped at the sound of his own name. "Ian...save me, Ian...Won't let you...must fight...Ian...stop them...don't let them hurt me...don't let them...don't let father..." The rest was all mumbled. Ian placed his hand, which was still un-gloved, on her face. She stilled a little and moved into the touch. Ian smiled.
"It'll be all right, Korin," Ian said. "I won't let anyone hurt you. That's a promise." He stroked her cheek with his finger and smiled. "You look so lovely when you sleep." Ian said. He had thought about how lovely she looked sleeping the other day when he had nursed her back to health. He smiled and moved his hand away. Korin shivered and drew herself in a little ball. Ian put his hand on her face again. "It's OK, I'm here, don't worry." He got into the bed and lay his head down on the pillow and smelled her hair. He put his arm around her waist and closed his eyes. "I'll stay with you all night, how would you like that?" His answer was a soft, sweet humming sound that came from the BlakeBlade to show that it like Ian there. So he stayed there all night.
~~
In the morning, Korin woke to kind Ian still fast asleep. She sat up and looked over the sleeping form. He looked so cute when he was asleep. She smiled and shook her head. She got up and began to pick out her cloths. As she slipped on her T-shirt, she tried to recall the odd, yet some how very real, dream she had had that night. Something about a room...and a table...and something about her father and something he wanted...something to do with her...and then the doctors...three of them?...or had it been five?...or two...she couldn't remember. She closed her eyes and tried to remember, but it didn't work. Stupid dream. As she thought more about the dream, she remembered something about Ian...about Ian helping her with something...and then...
"Korin? You awake?" Ian said sitting up. Korin jumped and looked over at the waking Ian. She was glade she was dressed now. Ian smiled at her. "Hey you. Sleep well?" He asked, getting out of the bed.
Korin smiled and nodded. "Yes, thank you...I had a weird dream." She said.
"Yeah, you looked like it. You where tossing and turning. And you where saying something about me saving you. Something about someone trying to hurt you." He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Huh. That's weird, I don't remember any of that stuff." Korin lied. "My dream was about a fluffy bunny." Korin said. It was kind of a half-truth. She had had a dream about a bunny but that had been a few nights ago. Ian raised an eyebrow at her to show he didn't believe her.
"If you say so." Ian said. "Look, is everything OK? You've been acting so weird." Ian walked over to Korin and put a hand on her shoulder. "Is there anything you want to talk to me about? Anything at all?" He looked deep into Korin's bright eyes and she looked back.
She shook her head. "Everything is fine, Ian. Nothing is wrong, but thank you for caring." She smiled. "I've just had a lot on my mind. I'll be OK in a few days, you'll see." She smiled even more. "Trust me."
"I do trust you." Ian told her. "I just want you to know I'm here for you if you need me." He smiled at her.
"I know you are...it just seems like you're more likely to be there for Sara then you are to me." Korin looked at the floor. "It's stupid, I know, but I feel like you care more about Sara then you do for me." Ian lifted her chin with his finger and looked into Korin's eyes.
"I care about you more then you know." He told her. "Yes, I do have to be around Sara a lot, and I care about her, too. But, she can't take your place in my heart. You and her are both very important to me and I don't know what I would do if one of you got hurt or killed. I'm there for you and I'm there for Sara. But I'll never be to busy with Sara to talk t you, understand?" Korin nodded slowly. "Good." Ian smiled and kissed Korin on the four- head. "Now, what do you say we go get some coffee?"
"Mmm. Coffee sounds great." Korin said, smiling.
"I thought you might say that." Ian said. "I'll meet you outside in ten, OK?" Korin nodded.
~~
Ian and Korin entered their favorite coffee shop and Korin went to get them a table while Ian got the drinks. Korin sat there, thinking things over. The dream she had had was still in her mind. She tried once again to put it all into place but she could hardly remember anything at this point. Before Ian had come back, Korin saw Sara Pizzini walk threw the coffee shop doors.
Sara looked right at her and smiled and waved. Korin gasped a little and waved back with a half smile. Sara walked over to the counter and over to Ian. She felt herself bit her lip as she watched the two talking. What was it about this that made her feel so weird? It was like this, or something like this, had happened before. A moment later, Ian was back at the table with two drinks.
Ian smiled at her. "Hey, do you mind if Sara comes and sits with us?" He asked. Korin felt her mind race. Irons hadn't said it wasn't OK to talk to Sara. Come to think of it, he hadn't said much about Sara except that one-day they would get ride of her. Korin smiled at Ian and nodded.
"Sure. Why not?" She said, even though she felt it wasn't a good idea.
"OK. I'll go tell her, be right back." He winked at her making her smile and then walked off. Korin sipped her coffee trying not to think about the promise Irons had given her about once day killing Sara. That was not a good thing to have slip out. Irons would have a fit. Ian and Sara came to the table and sat down.
"Hey, Korin, how's it going?" Sara asked, smiling. Korin gave her a half smile.
"OK, I guess." Korin said. "And you?"
"I'm doing OK. I'll be doing a lot better after I drink my coffee." She said. Korin nodded.
"Coffee dose seem to make the day go by faster." Korin said, amazed at how easy it was to talk to the person you where planing on killing. "I guess anything with caffeine is a good day starter."
"Ain't that the truth." Sara laughed. Korin smiled and looked up at the clock.
"I need to go." She said. "Meeting with Irons. It was nice talking to you, Sara. Ian, I'll see you later?"
"Ya, we're having diner tonight, right?" Ian asked. Korin nodded.
"I'll see you then, if not before." Korin nodded and left the shop. Sara looked over at Ian.
"Well, at least she talked to me." Sara smiled.
