Disclaimer- I do NOT own Zoids, Leena Toros, Bit Cloud, Brad Hunter, Jamie,
Doc, Naomi, etc etc
Me: Whoo Hoo! Finally, time to type up my story! Brad and Leena are going to be in this chapter, sorry to keep you all waiting. Many thanks to Naomi Hunter. Due to her help, I have been able to revise these chapters to my liking.
Thanks again all reviewers!
Also, I am so sick of typing first person from Leena so for this chapter, I am going back to 3rd person.
Sleepless Eyes
"Poor Leena, I wonder how she's doing." Said Jamie sympathetically. He stabbed his dinner with his fork, but hardly had an appetite.
"She's been in there for days since the battle, how do you think she's doing?" Brad asked while he tried to read a newspaper. No doubt, Brad was just as worried as the rest of them. He was just able to hide it better.
"My poor little girl..I hope she comes to her senses." Muttered Doc. He wasn't the carefree, goofy man. Just a weary, tired father. He buried his face in his hands and sobbed.
"There there Doc, I'm sure Leena will be fine," assured Jamie as he patted Doc on the back. "She's strong, she'll make it."
Brad took a sip of his of orange juice and set it down.
"Oh Brad, will you take this plate to Leena?" Jamie asked. He was still trying to calm down the hysterical leader but was having little success.
"Sure, but she's probably not going to eat it anyway."
Brad dropped the newspaper and picked up the tray of rice, fried chicken and a glass of orange juice.
"I know, she doesn't even talk to us, but try to get Leena to do something."
"Yeah, sure thing." Acknowledged Brad. He stood up and walked out the door.
Brad headed towards Leena's Bedroom. His boots clicked each step he took. The frigid cool desert air creeping inside the base. It was nearly nightfall.
When Brad reached the room, he propped the try with one hand and knocked three times with the other.
As he expected, no answer.
He knocked again and decided to speak.
"Leena, I brought some dinner for you. Hurry up and open the door, it's getting cold."
Still, no answer.
Curiously, he pressed his ear against the door. He flinched at the contact of the cold metal but ignored it.
A few mutters could be heard along with her sobbing.
Brad stepped back, sighed and shook his head.
"Leena, come on. I can understand a little time off but locking yourself in your own room is ridiculous."
Again, nothing.
He decided to use another approach.
"Everyone is worried about you. Your dad is crying like a baby in the kitchen."
There was some stirring around. But still, the door remained shut.
Brad stood still, awaiting the stubborn girl to appear. After a minute of silence, he gave up.
"Fine, I'm going to leave this by the door. Eat it or not."
He kneeled down, placing the tray of food beside her doorway.
"But I doubt Bit would want you to starve yourself." He muttered under his breath.
Maybe a bit too loudly.
He probably shouldn't have mentioned Bit, especially in her state at the moment. It would most likely just make things worst for her. He opened his mouth to speak again but decided against it and brushed it off.
Brad stood up and took a few steps down the hall when Leena's door slid open.
He turned his head just to see a tray spinning towards his head. Brad ducked just in time and it crashed into the wall. Glass shattered as it impacted against the wall. The tray fell with a clang, food was littered everywhere Orange juice dripped down the walls.
Brad spun around to face his attacker.
Leena Toros stood several feet from him. She was barely the Leena he knew. Almost deathly pale and wearing worn clothing, she looked terrible. She was trembling, her fist clenching so tightly until blood began to seep out. Leena's face was marked with misery and puffy from all the crying. Tears ran down from her eyes to her cheeks.
Her eyes, were like glass. Almost hollow, as if her soul had been sucked out and she was left with an empty shell.
And Brad was speechless for the first time.
"What do you know about what Bit would want?!?!" Leena screamed. Her voice ragged and broken but could not hide the recklessly burning rage.
Brad took a step back. Still, too stunned to say a word.
"You didn't know him like I did!!!! How could you possible know what he would want?!?!"
Leena's brows narrowed as her eyes glared death upon the brown haired pilot.
Brad quickly regained his composure, but refused to let his anger get the best of him.
"I knew him well enough to know he wouldn't want you to kill yourself over him." He replied calmly, staring straight back at Leena.
"You have NO idea why the hell I'm like this!!! You don't have a clue what I have been through!!!" She screamed back, not even bothering to wipe away the tears that fell freely from her pale face.
"You're not the only one around here that suffers Leena. We ALL miss Bit got it? And you don't see us wallowing in self pity."
"What should I do then?!? Tell me Brad, am I supposed to forget my past, forget Bit and become a worthless, money grubbing mercenary like YOU?!?! IS THAT IT???!!!"
Brad bit his tongue and fought the urge to shout at the stubborn girl. She wasn't herself at the moment. It would probably make her even more pissed off and lead to something irrational. He had seen what she was capable when she was angry. Now, she was furious and depressed.
He clenched his teeth and replied as smoothly as he could.
"Leena, you don't get it do you. I became a mercenary to get on with my life, not to run away. Why don't you just get on with your life? It's what Bit would've wanted..."
"I CAN'T DAMMIT BECAUSE I LOVE HIM!!!! AND HE'S NOT HERE BECAUSE OF ME!!!"
"If you love him you wouldn't be doing this to yourself now would you?" His words were icy and bitter, hinting his own unleashed fury. Cold cobalt eyes seemed to cut right though her defenses. "Just look at yourself Leena, look at what you've done. Do you think Bit would want you to beat yourself up like this???"
Leena was taken back and didn't reply. They continued to stare at each other, neither of them breaking eye contact. Refusing to show any sort of weakness. Minutes passed by, the only sound was their own quiet breathing. Warm mist escaped their lips to dissipate into the air.
Brad's words forced their way into Leena's stubborn mind. Her furious temper was slowly fading, until it left a pitifully weak girl, trembling as realization settled in.
Leena unclenched her stiff hands and as if death awaited her, reluctantly brought her palms to her vision. Deep cuts from her nails oozed with blood. Her finger tips brown from the dried liquid. Broken fingertips dripped with a dark red. Leena's hands were battered and bruised, their original softness was nothing more then a mere memory. Scarlet blood slid down her thin arms like dying streams.
Shutting her eyelids half way, she hugged herself weakly, and stumbled against the wall. She whimpered and slid down till she reached the floor. Wrapping her arms around her knees, Leena Toros stared blankly ahead like a terrified child.
"You're right...I've been going at it all wrong.." Leena whispered. Her voice so flat and lifeless it sent shivers throughout Brad. "Please..forgive me..Bit..."
Brad, regretting what he had said, kneeled down in front of her.
"Leena..I.I'm sorry for that..for what I said..I shouldn't have done that."
Brad closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath.
"It's just that everyone has been worried about you..."
"No, it's my fault." Leena insisted. "I..was being stupid...and selfish.I didn't give a thought about anyone else.I'm to blame...it's just that..I miss him......a lot." Leena choked out the last words and began to shake a little.
But it wasn't the cold night.
It was her fear of being rejected. Of being left behind.
Of not having Bit with her.
Her body began to shake more violently. Her eyes still unmoving. Leena pulled herself closer together to vainly find some warmth within herself.
Brad, unsure of what to do, suddenly felt arms grasp around his neck and hold him tightly. He turned to see Leena resting her cheek on his shoulder.
"Leena..I..."
"Please...just hold me.I need someone..anyone..just for a while...please.." Leena begged. Her voice so insecure and vulnerable that he knew saying no would be devastating.
The back of his mind nagged at him, telling him he shouldn't get involved. That he shouldn't get any ideas. He should just let go and leave. Besides, what about Naomi?
But Brad, trusting his feelings like he has so many times in the past, shoved all rational thoughts aside and placed his arms around Leena's back. Gently stroking her hair with his hand.
'She's just a teammate that needs someone for reassurance, nothing more' Brad thought to himself.
The minutes passed. No words were spoken. Time almost seemed to stop. Neither of them wanting to break the silence. Both grateful for the tranquil moment.
Brad glanced at his watch. 10:07.
He reluctantly spoke up.
"Leena, it's ten o'clock. You should get some rest."
She said nothing.
"Well, you need your strength so.."
"Please.." Leena whispered into his ear. "Don't leave me.don't go yet..."
"Leena, you should really go."
"No." she cut him off. "I don't want to sleep in my room.I don't want to stay there again.."
Brad sighed. Sometimes she was impossible to deal with.
"Please..Brad." She pleaded. Pulling herself closer to his warm body.
Brad gave up arguing. He should've known better. No point in arguing her.
"Alright Leena, hold on alright?"
He felt her nod her head and with that, he placed one arm under her legs and the other supporting her back. Brad stood up slowly and walked towards his room, carrying the almost weightless girl that clung onto him for dear life.
When he reached his room, the door slid open and took a step inside. It was dark. The only light came from the hallway and the faint moon but he easily found his way to his bed. He gently laid her down on the soft blanket and gazed at the sleeping form of Leena Toros.
He shook his head. Still wondering what he was doing.
"Sleep well Leena." He muttered and turned to leave when he felt a hand grasp his arm.
"Brad..stay.please?" asked Leena quietly.
Her frail hand holding onto him. Begging him to remain.
"Please." Again she pleaded.
He couldn't refuse her.
Brad, with a slight sigh, lied down beside her on the small bed. Reaching out, he caressed Leena's fiery hair with as much gentleness as he could. His hand holding onto hers tightly, letting her know she wasn't alone.
Before long, she fell into a peaceful slumber without crying herself to sleep.
Brad continued to comfort Leena throughout the night.
His sleepless eyes never leaving her face.
Okay, next chapter coming up soon! Please read and review!!! Tell me your thoughts but don't flame me!!! I couldn't take any flames! *hides behind a tree*
Leena: *blows up the tree with her Gun Sniper* Hahha!! I caught you! Now make Bit reappear again! Or ELSE!
Me: You don't like Brad?
Leena: Well.umm..uh.I.don't know.ummm..uh..well...
Me: Uh huh. Do yourself a favor and think before your actions. Now go away and let me write or I'll turn your zoid into a squeaky toy.
And yes, this chapter is really weird I think. Sorry if you all hate it.
Me: Whoo Hoo! Finally, time to type up my story! Brad and Leena are going to be in this chapter, sorry to keep you all waiting. Many thanks to Naomi Hunter. Due to her help, I have been able to revise these chapters to my liking.
Thanks again all reviewers!
Also, I am so sick of typing first person from Leena so for this chapter, I am going back to 3rd person.
Sleepless Eyes
"Poor Leena, I wonder how she's doing." Said Jamie sympathetically. He stabbed his dinner with his fork, but hardly had an appetite.
"She's been in there for days since the battle, how do you think she's doing?" Brad asked while he tried to read a newspaper. No doubt, Brad was just as worried as the rest of them. He was just able to hide it better.
"My poor little girl..I hope she comes to her senses." Muttered Doc. He wasn't the carefree, goofy man. Just a weary, tired father. He buried his face in his hands and sobbed.
"There there Doc, I'm sure Leena will be fine," assured Jamie as he patted Doc on the back. "She's strong, she'll make it."
Brad took a sip of his of orange juice and set it down.
"Oh Brad, will you take this plate to Leena?" Jamie asked. He was still trying to calm down the hysterical leader but was having little success.
"Sure, but she's probably not going to eat it anyway."
Brad dropped the newspaper and picked up the tray of rice, fried chicken and a glass of orange juice.
"I know, she doesn't even talk to us, but try to get Leena to do something."
"Yeah, sure thing." Acknowledged Brad. He stood up and walked out the door.
Brad headed towards Leena's Bedroom. His boots clicked each step he took. The frigid cool desert air creeping inside the base. It was nearly nightfall.
When Brad reached the room, he propped the try with one hand and knocked three times with the other.
As he expected, no answer.
He knocked again and decided to speak.
"Leena, I brought some dinner for you. Hurry up and open the door, it's getting cold."
Still, no answer.
Curiously, he pressed his ear against the door. He flinched at the contact of the cold metal but ignored it.
A few mutters could be heard along with her sobbing.
Brad stepped back, sighed and shook his head.
"Leena, come on. I can understand a little time off but locking yourself in your own room is ridiculous."
Again, nothing.
He decided to use another approach.
"Everyone is worried about you. Your dad is crying like a baby in the kitchen."
There was some stirring around. But still, the door remained shut.
Brad stood still, awaiting the stubborn girl to appear. After a minute of silence, he gave up.
"Fine, I'm going to leave this by the door. Eat it or not."
He kneeled down, placing the tray of food beside her doorway.
"But I doubt Bit would want you to starve yourself." He muttered under his breath.
Maybe a bit too loudly.
He probably shouldn't have mentioned Bit, especially in her state at the moment. It would most likely just make things worst for her. He opened his mouth to speak again but decided against it and brushed it off.
Brad stood up and took a few steps down the hall when Leena's door slid open.
He turned his head just to see a tray spinning towards his head. Brad ducked just in time and it crashed into the wall. Glass shattered as it impacted against the wall. The tray fell with a clang, food was littered everywhere Orange juice dripped down the walls.
Brad spun around to face his attacker.
Leena Toros stood several feet from him. She was barely the Leena he knew. Almost deathly pale and wearing worn clothing, she looked terrible. She was trembling, her fist clenching so tightly until blood began to seep out. Leena's face was marked with misery and puffy from all the crying. Tears ran down from her eyes to her cheeks.
Her eyes, were like glass. Almost hollow, as if her soul had been sucked out and she was left with an empty shell.
And Brad was speechless for the first time.
"What do you know about what Bit would want?!?!" Leena screamed. Her voice ragged and broken but could not hide the recklessly burning rage.
Brad took a step back. Still, too stunned to say a word.
"You didn't know him like I did!!!! How could you possible know what he would want?!?!"
Leena's brows narrowed as her eyes glared death upon the brown haired pilot.
Brad quickly regained his composure, but refused to let his anger get the best of him.
"I knew him well enough to know he wouldn't want you to kill yourself over him." He replied calmly, staring straight back at Leena.
"You have NO idea why the hell I'm like this!!! You don't have a clue what I have been through!!!" She screamed back, not even bothering to wipe away the tears that fell freely from her pale face.
"You're not the only one around here that suffers Leena. We ALL miss Bit got it? And you don't see us wallowing in self pity."
"What should I do then?!? Tell me Brad, am I supposed to forget my past, forget Bit and become a worthless, money grubbing mercenary like YOU?!?! IS THAT IT???!!!"
Brad bit his tongue and fought the urge to shout at the stubborn girl. She wasn't herself at the moment. It would probably make her even more pissed off and lead to something irrational. He had seen what she was capable when she was angry. Now, she was furious and depressed.
He clenched his teeth and replied as smoothly as he could.
"Leena, you don't get it do you. I became a mercenary to get on with my life, not to run away. Why don't you just get on with your life? It's what Bit would've wanted..."
"I CAN'T DAMMIT BECAUSE I LOVE HIM!!!! AND HE'S NOT HERE BECAUSE OF ME!!!"
"If you love him you wouldn't be doing this to yourself now would you?" His words were icy and bitter, hinting his own unleashed fury. Cold cobalt eyes seemed to cut right though her defenses. "Just look at yourself Leena, look at what you've done. Do you think Bit would want you to beat yourself up like this???"
Leena was taken back and didn't reply. They continued to stare at each other, neither of them breaking eye contact. Refusing to show any sort of weakness. Minutes passed by, the only sound was their own quiet breathing. Warm mist escaped their lips to dissipate into the air.
Brad's words forced their way into Leena's stubborn mind. Her furious temper was slowly fading, until it left a pitifully weak girl, trembling as realization settled in.
Leena unclenched her stiff hands and as if death awaited her, reluctantly brought her palms to her vision. Deep cuts from her nails oozed with blood. Her finger tips brown from the dried liquid. Broken fingertips dripped with a dark red. Leena's hands were battered and bruised, their original softness was nothing more then a mere memory. Scarlet blood slid down her thin arms like dying streams.
Shutting her eyelids half way, she hugged herself weakly, and stumbled against the wall. She whimpered and slid down till she reached the floor. Wrapping her arms around her knees, Leena Toros stared blankly ahead like a terrified child.
"You're right...I've been going at it all wrong.." Leena whispered. Her voice so flat and lifeless it sent shivers throughout Brad. "Please..forgive me..Bit..."
Brad, regretting what he had said, kneeled down in front of her.
"Leena..I.I'm sorry for that..for what I said..I shouldn't have done that."
Brad closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath.
"It's just that everyone has been worried about you..."
"No, it's my fault." Leena insisted. "I..was being stupid...and selfish.I didn't give a thought about anyone else.I'm to blame...it's just that..I miss him......a lot." Leena choked out the last words and began to shake a little.
But it wasn't the cold night.
It was her fear of being rejected. Of being left behind.
Of not having Bit with her.
Her body began to shake more violently. Her eyes still unmoving. Leena pulled herself closer together to vainly find some warmth within herself.
Brad, unsure of what to do, suddenly felt arms grasp around his neck and hold him tightly. He turned to see Leena resting her cheek on his shoulder.
"Leena..I..."
"Please...just hold me.I need someone..anyone..just for a while...please.." Leena begged. Her voice so insecure and vulnerable that he knew saying no would be devastating.
The back of his mind nagged at him, telling him he shouldn't get involved. That he shouldn't get any ideas. He should just let go and leave. Besides, what about Naomi?
But Brad, trusting his feelings like he has so many times in the past, shoved all rational thoughts aside and placed his arms around Leena's back. Gently stroking her hair with his hand.
'She's just a teammate that needs someone for reassurance, nothing more' Brad thought to himself.
The minutes passed. No words were spoken. Time almost seemed to stop. Neither of them wanting to break the silence. Both grateful for the tranquil moment.
Brad glanced at his watch. 10:07.
He reluctantly spoke up.
"Leena, it's ten o'clock. You should get some rest."
She said nothing.
"Well, you need your strength so.."
"Please.." Leena whispered into his ear. "Don't leave me.don't go yet..."
"Leena, you should really go."
"No." she cut him off. "I don't want to sleep in my room.I don't want to stay there again.."
Brad sighed. Sometimes she was impossible to deal with.
"Please..Brad." She pleaded. Pulling herself closer to his warm body.
Brad gave up arguing. He should've known better. No point in arguing her.
"Alright Leena, hold on alright?"
He felt her nod her head and with that, he placed one arm under her legs and the other supporting her back. Brad stood up slowly and walked towards his room, carrying the almost weightless girl that clung onto him for dear life.
When he reached his room, the door slid open and took a step inside. It was dark. The only light came from the hallway and the faint moon but he easily found his way to his bed. He gently laid her down on the soft blanket and gazed at the sleeping form of Leena Toros.
He shook his head. Still wondering what he was doing.
"Sleep well Leena." He muttered and turned to leave when he felt a hand grasp his arm.
"Brad..stay.please?" asked Leena quietly.
Her frail hand holding onto him. Begging him to remain.
"Please." Again she pleaded.
He couldn't refuse her.
Brad, with a slight sigh, lied down beside her on the small bed. Reaching out, he caressed Leena's fiery hair with as much gentleness as he could. His hand holding onto hers tightly, letting her know she wasn't alone.
Before long, she fell into a peaceful slumber without crying herself to sleep.
Brad continued to comfort Leena throughout the night.
His sleepless eyes never leaving her face.
Okay, next chapter coming up soon! Please read and review!!! Tell me your thoughts but don't flame me!!! I couldn't take any flames! *hides behind a tree*
Leena: *blows up the tree with her Gun Sniper* Hahha!! I caught you! Now make Bit reappear again! Or ELSE!
Me: You don't like Brad?
Leena: Well.umm..uh.I.don't know.ummm..uh..well...
Me: Uh huh. Do yourself a favor and think before your actions. Now go away and let me write or I'll turn your zoid into a squeaky toy.
And yes, this chapter is really weird I think. Sorry if you all hate it.