* Burning Roses. *
* Rating: Pg-13/ R for some points.
Pairings: Oh, lovely, we've got ourselves a triangle. Noooo, wait, it's better then that. It's a freaking rectangle!
Disclaimer: There is no disclaimer. Isn't that just mind boggling? :: we see the Idiot go flying through the air, a giant ball of fire chasing after him. Silver's handiwork no doubt.:: But, I don't own anything. So don't sue unless you want two pieces of lint and a monkey.
Summary: Oh lordie. I'm so sorry fro traumatizing you. I never meant to. But if it is any consolation, I've suffered the same. In fact, yesterday, my friend called and I was so hysterical that I told her "pink attacked me and it was wearing Barbie." When I meant it the other way around.
Sank yoo. Which is Thank You in Japanese, strange as it sounds. My mum worries about me. She told me so. But she doesn't think I'm on drugs yet. Heh. But yeah, it's all good. I try not to swear around my parental units.
I know exactly what you mean girl. It sucks monkey butt, doesn't it? Then again, I think there is another saying of it kicks monkey balls. Which ones better or worse? I'm confused. Anywhoo, Duo is getting rather spooky ain't he? But just you wait. Quarter has a few aces up his shorts. Or was that sleeves? Erm, yup. Righty-o then. Get well in the head. And then have a hay day with the story. I've found that if you twist it about a bit, it gets rather hilarious, more so than it is now.
Stay out my closet. It's my private place. But if you must know, it's the portal to :: drum roll:: nowhere. Welcome to my head. Empty. J/k. You'll find out someday.
Not much goes on in this installment of Burning Roses. All it is, is another plot twist revving up, and ready to bog your mind. No mention of fairies in this, but that because they are up to something. Trowa is too. But you'll just have to wait for the next chapter to find out.
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Chapter Twenty-two.
"If you think that I'm going to follow you to…God knows where, mister spandex, whatever that is, then you have another thing coming buddy. I will not….whoa Nellie, what the hell was that?"
Serena eeeped and took cover from the flying dart like blur that nearly took off her head.
She peered out from behind "Mr. Spandex" as she had dubbed him, from where she had taken cover after her tirade had been raided.
He didn't pay any attention to her and instead started walking again.
"Fairy." Was the almost casually tossed answer over his cloaked shoulder.
Oh, so that was what the blur was. Huh. Wonder which fairy it was. Not that it really mattered as long as he was not bugging her at a time like this. She didn't know why but there was a certain….something that was making her follow this guy. Like it had something to do with her past.
Duh duh duh.
What the hell was spandex anyways?
" Anyways. If you think I'm going to follow you, then you have another thing coming buddy." She didn't stop to think that she was making one of those things out herself that her mother had warned her about.
She liked to think that she was one of those 'strait ahead and damn the artillery' girls that were so rare. It was one of the few things she prided herself on.
Her mother was probably rolling in her grave with acute pride.
And thus she ploughed forward, " You know what? I think you need to learn some manners. One just doesn't barge into a castle unannounced to the owner and drag it's occupants off to where no one knows."
" I'm not dragging you." He tossed back to her flatly.
Ohhhh. He was good; She'd give him that. But that was about all she'd give him.
" Maybe not physically," she muttered then looked away when he shot her a mild look over her shoulder. Innocent. Keep up the act girl.
Where was that shoulder angel when she needed it?
And then she was bowled over by what can only be described as hell on heels.
"Ouch." She moaned. "Paaaaaaiiin. It hurts."
The hell, as it was, proceeded to squeeze the ever-loving life out of her. Serena gave a weak mewl as her eyes crossed.
Interaction time. Alrighty then kids, who do you think is 'hell'? No, Guy, quit picking your nose and that is not the right answer. Susie? Uhhhhh…..No. I give up. *
Relena sniffled; the dramatics in overdrive, and commenced bawling like a baby into her sister's shoulder.
Serena only turned blue and twitched a finger, as much of a protest as she could manage at the moment.
" Oh, Sere, have you any idea how horrible this place is? How could Daddy do this to us, his own flesh and blood? What are we? Chopped liver? I hate liver." As Relena lamented to her despondent sister, the dark figure behind her was sweat dropped on a platonic level.
Serena gave another good twitch and started going up the color scale to a lovely scarlet that clashed with her dress. Well what could be seen of her dress under all the ruffles and frills of her sister's dress. If it could be called a dress, that is.
Hell, the other smaller girl was nearly non existent under the other one.
He decided it would be wise to save her before she died. Or passes out.
Just before he reached down to haul the other girl off of her, Serena did what any highborn female would have done in her predicament.
She took in a gulp of air and swallowed it. Then screamed into Relena's ear, which, by the mercy of a certain author, was placed conveniently near her mouth.
Later, he'd have to admit he'd never seen anyone move as fast as the 'hell on heels' girl did.
Except for maybe the vampire he had killed earlier in the day. He knew then she was going to be the ultimate thorn in his side.
Damn.
When would he ever learn to ignore instincts and stick to logic?
Blessed air was given to her, and Serena gulped it in feverishly, like any human would have done in her situation.
Well, any normal human that is. Whatever normal means…
She felt her color gradually return to normal and heaved a sigh. Then, without so much as a blink rounded on her sister, spitting with furry. Much like a rabid rabbit. Very scary really, the rabid part I mean.
"What the bloody hell was that For Relena? Are you trying to kill me? That is considered violent you know. I thought you were a pacifist." Grumbling under her breath, Serena stood up, albeit shakily, and straitened herself up.
On the floor, Relena blushed and lowered her head accordingly.
" Sorry."
Serena lanced her with a scathing look, "Pft, no your not."
This time, the other girl winced.
He watched in utter bemused fascination tinged with a small amount of annoyance, as the petite golden haired girl berated and scolded the much bigger whatever color her hair was girl.
How very intriguing.
Serena, as he had figured, sighed and reached down to help her sister up. Had he have been someone else he might not have seen the small, doting smile dancing on the corners of her lips or the flash of love in her eyes. But he was who he was and he saw it. He just couldn't believe it.
He'd probably never understand the fickle emotions others seemed to wield so easily.
Serena hauled her sister to her feet with a strength born from hard labor, and then placed her arm on the other girl's shoulder, proceeded to give her the Spanish inquisition.
" What's the matter? Who were you chasing? Why were you chasing him? Was he a fairy with black hair? What did you do to him? And why on earth are dressed like that?"
Visibly resisting the urge to get motion sickness, Relena twiddled her thumbs and started to dutifully answer the questions asked.
"You've been gone for so long and I'm alone in this huge castle, I never see you. Wufei I think was his name. Very uptight little fellow. Does he have a permanent wedgie? He was the only… person I've seen around here. Before I could ask him where you were he flew away. Yes. Nothing, and I was trying to keep myself occupied. I don't think it worked to well." She sighed at the end of her speech, then finally noticed the figure standing just outside the shadows.
At first, she seemed to be a tad appalled. But after a moments passing, she warmed up to the whole 'tall, dark and handsome' cliché any romance novel worth it's salt advertised and batted her eye lashes at him.
"Hullo." She murmured, milking the shy girl act for all she was worth.
Serena decided then and there that she was going to be very sick, if she watched any more of this crap.
"Relena…. Noooo."
Relena dropped the act faster then a fly on pesticide could drop its guts. Which was pretty fast considering.
Once more, Serena found herself roiling with suspicion but going by the old adage " Never look a gift horse in the mouth." And let it drift by. She'd deal with it later. Much later.
" Right then. Relena, why don't you go back to your room and play dress up, or read and I'll be there soon. Maybe. Right now, I have to talk to Sir. Svandeux* here. Important matters, you understand, yes?" Serena's voiced booked no argument, and when she finished there was a note of command in her voice.
Relena obviously knew better then to argue with her sister. She smiled as sweetly as she could, which in turn gave anyone within a five mile radius cavities, then turned and shuffled away in a clumpy cloud of frills and lace.
After the danger had passed, Serena turned to look back at the man.
"Well? I think you owe me an identity. Who are you?"
Dark, arctic blues orbs pierced her own gaze, searching deep inside her. She could almost feel it.
"Don't you remember?"
End Chapter.
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*If anyone's name is Guy, or Susie, then I'm sorry for any insult I may have done to your person. Or Ego. Whatever.
*If you say it right it comes out like spandex. Teehee.
Ohhhhh. Cliffhanger.
Don't y'all love me? No? oh. Well, I hurt. I love you. And I mean that in the safest, non-sick or twisted way possible. And if you can pervert that anyways, then I have to admit defeat and worship you in your mastery of perversions.
Joke of the Chapter: Find a cheerleader, chop off her legs, give her some knives to throw in the air so it's not your fault she died.
Cows are evil. So evil, in fact that they have horns. Which is why one must be very cautious when out cow tipping.