Author talking again: Hey thanks for the reviews... and feedback. As for the spelling, I have a zillion poor excuses like my spellcheck disapeared.. grrr... and I can't find one worth a damn online. Lastly, my editor and co-writter of "The New Episode" has been extreamly lazy/busy due to her school and boyfriend. ::steams:: Maybe I can get her to edit it eventually... then I'll re-post it all with the fixed spelling and grammar. She's pretty good at fixing it. Anyway, trying to take feedback in mind here...
Sylia stood in front of her team mates. The three of them were scrunched together on her couch waiting for her to get to what the rush was all about. She paced a moment, trying to get her words together. Then she paused and faced her commarads.
"You are all probably wondering what my rush is," Sylia spoke, closing her eyes and just letting the words flow. "Genom has more than doubled the production of boomers, and this will mean double the trouble."
"Why would they do that after boomers just ruined the city? They'd have to be crazy!" Linna blurted out.
Sylia sighed, "It is, but the public is easily manipulated. They found a scape goat, and-"
"The Knight Sabers?" Priss questioned raising an eyebrow, "Is that why it's so urgent we are all here?"
"No. Not at all. The Military, and the A.D. Police, actually." Sylia smiled at Priss, "They've put a ban on use of Boomers for anything other than simple services."
"I've heard about the blame on the A.D. Police. They say that it was because the A.D. Police went on strike, that there was no one there to control the boomers when the virus started." Nene added to what Sylia was explaining.
"So the people think it was the lack of the A.D. Police doing thier job that caused it all..." Linna gasped, shocked at how untrue that really was.
"Yeah, and they also think it was a virus that drove all the boomers mad, they know nothing of Galetea. She was just another rouge boomer to the public." Nene informed.
Sylia could just see the news reports, and all the lies they fed the people...just like before. Damn Genom. She gritted her teeth momentarily until Nene had silenced and they awaited her speech to continue.
"These boomers will have the same defects as before, if not worse ones now." Sylia handed them an article on the new boomer production, "There's still a war to fight, and I wanted to know if you're with me. Though, I understand if any of you do wish to leave."She aimed that last line at Priss.
"So, it'll be like before?" Linna asked.
"Yes, I will call you in when I rouge boomer is reported." Sylia nodded.
"And the new hardsuits?" Nene grinned, "Bet they'll be even better than before... huh Sylia?"
"You peeked didn't you?" Sylia smirked at Nene.
"Well... I was looking for Mackie and-"Nene defended right away.
"It's fine Nene, I hope you liked what you saw." Sylia chuckled lightly.
"Can we see them?" Linna piped in.
"Soon enough Linna. I'd like to have Nigel finish them before we show them off." Sylia answered, "And as for your pay." She tossed three envelopes out on the coffee table. Linna and Nene grabbed thiers right away. Priss just roled her eyes, she wasn't having of any of this very well.
"Wow! Yeah this was worth it! I could buy a house with this!" Nene cheered.
Linna gasped, "How can you give us this much money?"
Priss' curiosity was starting to tug at her. She wanted to grab the other envelope... but what was it worth anyways? Sylia was just trying to hook her back in. She stood up, she grabbed the envolope and walked back to the room she was temporarily staying in. Linna called out her name as she walked away, but it didn't stop her. She was getting away from it all, now.
"What do you think happened to her up there?" Nene asked curiously.
"I'm not sure... " Linna sighed, "But I'm worried about her"
"I'd like to offer you a few more days bed and breakfeast until Nigel has finnished what he's working on. Would you mind staying around?" Sylia asked.
"Oh no not at all! This place cetainly beats that crumby ol' hotel!" Nene tucked her envelope into her personal hammer space.
"Or my Parents place... yick" Linna stuck out her tongue.
"Good." Sylia smiled and cocked her head cheerfully as she would do when trying to sell something to a costomer at the Silky Doll. She then walked back to Priss' quarters and pulled the knock lightly walk right in thing again. Priss was sprawled out on the bed, the envelope unopened and sitting on the nightstand beside her. She didn't glare at Sylia, but didn't greet her warmly either.
"You are persistant, I give you that" Priss said evenly.
"Mmmmmm I suppose so." Sylia agreed.
"How you feeling?" Priss asked with no concern in her voice what so ever.
"I don't hear that often." Sylia walked over and sat in a space on the bed faceing away from the sprawling Priss.
"There's never clear answers with you." Priss stated.
"You aren't much better, you know." Sylia pointed out.
That put it back to silence. The silence lasted ages, or at least until Linna let herself in.
"I'm sorry if I'm interupting anything..." She appologized.
"No, not at all. I was just about to leave." Sylia stood up. She walked past Linna, and out the door with only the sence of mystery left in her wake.
"Are you really going to quit?" Linna asked with the ut-most disapointment in her voice. Priss didn't answer. Linna wondered what was on Priss' mind. It wasn't unusual for her to be quiet, but what kind of things went on in her head? Did she think about how much she hated her life? Did she think about how much she missed her past? Or regreted it? Or did she think about positive things like where her future might be going? Linna could never know, it was like Priss was in a completely diffrent world.
She asked, "Would it be okay if I still stay with you... while you're here at least?"
Priss moved over on the bed to give Linna room, if she wanted. Figureing that as enough of an answer, Linna layed down next to Priss. She wanted to know so much, but knew now wasn't the time to ask. What would Priss do with the money? Nene was right it was plenty enough to buy a house. She couln't imagine Priss buying a house though. Maybe she'd tour the world singing her songs.
"You're being awfully quiet" Priss broke the lingering silence.
"I was just thinking." Linna turned on her side to look at Priss.
"Uh-oh. Don't hurt yourself"Priss joked, poking Linna's nose.
"What, you don't think?" It was the perfect way to anwer one of the questions on her mind, without sounding like an overly obsessive stalker.
"Hmmm,"Priss hummed.
"Too hard of a question for you?" Linna proped herself up with her elbow.
"Do I think?" Priss laughed, "Come on."
Linna blinked at that answer. It answered absolutly nothing. Priss was really good at avoiding reavealing anything about herself.
"I don't want you to go..." Linna sighed. After priss didn't say anything to it again, she grew quickly annoyed. If Priss wanted to ignore her disapointment, then she could have the other end of it too, "But at least now I've finnaly beat you. Now I'll be the number one Knight Saber."
Priss looked at her. She still didn't say anything but her eyes darted back and forth slightly, trying to read Linna's face. Linna grinned. Priss threw her off guard then because she smiled back. Did that mean it back fired? Priss was happy for Linna being the best? That wasn't how it was suppose to work at all.
"Why are you smiling?" Linna begged for an answer to this.
"I was going to stay, but now, I think maybe I'll let you be 'the number one Knight Saber'" Priss continued to watch Linna's reaction with intrest, "Since it's that important to you, an all."
Linna felt like such a fool. She tried to think quick, she was just trying to get Priss to stay. "No. I'd rather have you fighting by my side..." She finnaly uttered.
Priss was shocked by the surge of emotion that struck threw her body. Like an urge to write a song with that as a lyric. She could see Linna's hope that she hadn't just ruined it, that she still had a chance. She never gave up, and that was one of the most beautiful things about her. Priss pulled her closer for a second time that day. She placed her face in Linna's hair, which smelled sweet, much like Sylia's. She had probably just used Sylia's Shampoo.
She spoke quietly and sincerely from that stirring emotion within, "I'll fight by your side until the day that I die."
It was so unlike her to make such a promise, but she knew it was true. She would even fight by Nene's side to the death. She wouldn't let another Knight Saber fall before she did, and if it happend it wouldn't be without regret. She'd wear that suit of armour again and again, no matter how much she hated it, just to save her friends.
Nene sat on the couch chatting with Mackie about a new program she was creating. It would make hacking even quicker, easier, safer and more efficient. He was clinging onto her every word as she showed him her progress on the little laptop screen.
"That amazing Nene!" He applauded, "You're so smart."
"Hehe. Yeah. I thought it was pretty clever." She shut down the computer and closed the laptop, "And it might help with taking down Genom for good."
"Is that what we want to do?" Mackie asked.
"Why not? They seem to be the cause of everything bad that happens to us, or Tokyo." Nene explained, "Buying out your father's company, the earthquake, Rouge boomers, Galetea... and you wouldn't believe some of the stuff I've read that they do in fanfictions!"
"What's fanfictions? Is that a magazine, or newspaper?" Mackie blinked.
"No, no, no. People write this junk based on shows, or characters they like and post it up on the internet. They do some pretty wierd, but creative stuff..." Nene remembered one fanfiction she read about the Knight Sabers, where the red one had fallen in love with the White ones little brother an they lived happily ever after. She grined. Too bad that wasn't real huh?
"So it's like stories?" Mackie nodded, "That's very neat I'll have to find some fanfictions."
"You should... Just be careful most of them are romance. Priss and Leon, Sylia and Nigel... you know. People expand on what they've seen."
"But Priss and Leon were together, and so were Sylia and Nigel... well at least I think so, even though they don't talk about it. What about you Nene? Do people write about you?"
"Ummm...." Nene thought about it. They did, alot, but never much more than her being a computer geek, and the romance ones. "Not really..."
"That's too bad. You'd make a great story character." Mackie tried to cheer her up about it, completely oblivious to her little white lie.
Sylia happened to over-hear the conversation from the kitchen. She smiled to herself. 'It looks like everyone is finding happiness now' she thought to herself. She looked down at her hand, it was completly healed now. The wound in her abdomin would be healing in no time too, and hopefully no more would happen. She had a certain sense of calmness with all the people she cared about in her house. She poured some more liquer into the glass.
Nigel walked into the doorway, "The third suit is done. Do you want a fourth?".
"Not right now." Sylia took a sip from the glass, "Thank you, Nigel."
"Yeah, you know where I am. Just let me know." He waved his hand and left the room.
She took another drink. Nigel. She loved him, and wished he would express the emotions back... but he would never. He cared about her, and that was enough. She smiled and took another drink. Priss still cared too. Funny how she fell in love with the least talkitive types. This made her chuckle lightly.
"Sylia?" Mackie poked his head around the corner.
"Yes, Mackie?" Sylia looked back into the living room, Nene was gone.
"I wanted to ask you something." He said politely.
"Sure, what is it?" Sylia sat her glass down on the counter and put her full attention on her little brother.
"Am I human enough to..." Mackie blushed.
Sylia bit her lip, she could only guess at what the last part of this could be. She still saw Mackie as a child, and her little brother. 'Oh please don't ask me about sex...'
"Well... fall in love?"His eyes darted down to the ground as if he were ashamed of the thought.
Sylia sighed with relief. Then she quickly answered, "Of course you are, love is just like any other emotion. "
Mackie look up and smiled meakly at her, "But isn't it wrong... since I'm not..."
"How many people are going to have to tell you this Mackie? You're not a Boomer to us. You're not a Boomer to Nene. I'm sure she'd be flattered by your feelings." Sylia knelt down and hugged him. He smiled more full heartedly.
"Thank you Sylia..."
"Hey Linna, Priss? You guys wanna go out for lunch or something?"Nene yelled threw the door.
"That sounds great Nene. Just a minute..." Linna answered threw the door. This made Nene sweatdrop after all what does 'just a minute' imply? It only took a second, and Linna was at the door talking with Nene, which was a relief. They agreed on lunch, and even Priss taged along. It was you're average small town restraunt they found themselves at.
"Guess what?" Nene grinned at the two girls sitting accross from her.
"What?" Linna asked cheerfully.
"Leon was at the A.D. Police site the other day." Nene announced as she shoved a huge forkful of food into her mouth. Priss' eyes glimmered, but there was no other reaction from her. What could you expect from Priss?
"Oh so he's re-joining the A.D. Police huh?" Linna continued to play along, although the subject made her quite uncomfortable.
"Yeah I guess, He was pestering me about Priss. He sounded like he was really worried." Nene winked at Linna. Linna couldn't find the words to continue this conversation, so she just shoved a bite of food in her mouth and nodded in a false cheerful way.
"What are you getting at?" Priss rolled her eyes. She knew this had to be leading somewhere, that was the only time Nene did this kind of thing.
"Oh nothing really... I just gave him a call to let him know you were okay. He wants to meet you for Dinner tonight. Isn't that great?" Nene grinned. Priss looked taken back, and then scowled at Nene.
"Yeah, wow. That's great Nene..." Linna sighed. Priss glanced over at Linna. It was amazing to her how quickly Linna gave in to Priss leaving her for Leon. Why was that? She didn't even put up a fight, or scold Nene, or anything. That wasn't like Linna... Unless maybe she looked at it as better for Priss to be with Leon. She had no idea.
Nene paid for the whole lunch considering the audatious amount of money she had to spend. They found thier way back to Sylia's with little chit chat. Nene kept rubbing in the fact that Leon was really worried and wouldn't leave her alone. Priss was very herself about it, she didn't have much to say. Linna found herself dazing out most of the time. She din't want to make a scene or anything, but she fighting the big green jealousy monster in her own thoughts. When they finnally arrived, she silently followed Priss to her room.
"You're being quiet again..." Priss noted deciding look in the closet of Sylia's high class clothes. She pondered what to wear to her date.
"You expect me to be jumping for joy?" Linna sighed and let herself fall back on the bed, "I... I... think you should know why I'm quiet."
"Mmmhmmm" Prissed agreed, "With good reason I suppose."
"What do you mean 'with good reason'?" Linna sat up again and peered at Priss pulling out a dark long dress from the closet, "You said you didn't love him..."
"I don't. But I never said I loved you either." Priss was careful not to make eye contact with Linna on that one.
Linna was stricken. The way Priss had been acting towards her lately, she had just assumed that there was some careing behind it. Now Priss was implying that she was just another kiss, another fling, another no one in her life. Linna growled.
"So she does have some jealousy in there..." Priss started to strip right in front of Linna. Linna blushed and looked away politely.
"So do you, or don't you care about me?" Linna said very harshly to the wall she was lookign at.
Priss sighed, "What do you think?"
Linna snaped her head back in Priss' direction, tears buring her eyes, "Quit toying with me! I don't know what to think..."
"Arhg..." Priss pulled on the dress, rolling her eyes.
"You're not any diffrent than Sylia- you know that?" Linna glared, tears about to fall from her eyes. Priss stopped in mid preperation, and stared coldly at Linna for this comment. She sneered, and fire burned in her eyes. Silently she finnished getting ready, feeling Linna's glare on her back the whole time.
On her way out the door, she sighed looking back at Linna, "The diffrence between Sylia and I, is that I actually do care about you. Though it's up to you whether you believe it or not."
Linna finally let the tears role down her cheeks. She let herself cry into her hands. She felt so abused, and alone in that cold room. She couldn't think. She didn't even notice Sylia's entrance, shortly after Priss' leave.
Sylia stood in front of her team mates. The three of them were scrunched together on her couch waiting for her to get to what the rush was all about. She paced a moment, trying to get her words together. Then she paused and faced her commarads.
"You are all probably wondering what my rush is," Sylia spoke, closing her eyes and just letting the words flow. "Genom has more than doubled the production of boomers, and this will mean double the trouble."
"Why would they do that after boomers just ruined the city? They'd have to be crazy!" Linna blurted out.
Sylia sighed, "It is, but the public is easily manipulated. They found a scape goat, and-"
"The Knight Sabers?" Priss questioned raising an eyebrow, "Is that why it's so urgent we are all here?"
"No. Not at all. The Military, and the A.D. Police, actually." Sylia smiled at Priss, "They've put a ban on use of Boomers for anything other than simple services."
"I've heard about the blame on the A.D. Police. They say that it was because the A.D. Police went on strike, that there was no one there to control the boomers when the virus started." Nene added to what Sylia was explaining.
"So the people think it was the lack of the A.D. Police doing thier job that caused it all..." Linna gasped, shocked at how untrue that really was.
"Yeah, and they also think it was a virus that drove all the boomers mad, they know nothing of Galetea. She was just another rouge boomer to the public." Nene informed.
Sylia could just see the news reports, and all the lies they fed the people...just like before. Damn Genom. She gritted her teeth momentarily until Nene had silenced and they awaited her speech to continue.
"These boomers will have the same defects as before, if not worse ones now." Sylia handed them an article on the new boomer production, "There's still a war to fight, and I wanted to know if you're with me. Though, I understand if any of you do wish to leave."She aimed that last line at Priss.
"So, it'll be like before?" Linna asked.
"Yes, I will call you in when I rouge boomer is reported." Sylia nodded.
"And the new hardsuits?" Nene grinned, "Bet they'll be even better than before... huh Sylia?"
"You peeked didn't you?" Sylia smirked at Nene.
"Well... I was looking for Mackie and-"Nene defended right away.
"It's fine Nene, I hope you liked what you saw." Sylia chuckled lightly.
"Can we see them?" Linna piped in.
"Soon enough Linna. I'd like to have Nigel finish them before we show them off." Sylia answered, "And as for your pay." She tossed three envelopes out on the coffee table. Linna and Nene grabbed thiers right away. Priss just roled her eyes, she wasn't having of any of this very well.
"Wow! Yeah this was worth it! I could buy a house with this!" Nene cheered.
Linna gasped, "How can you give us this much money?"
Priss' curiosity was starting to tug at her. She wanted to grab the other envelope... but what was it worth anyways? Sylia was just trying to hook her back in. She stood up, she grabbed the envolope and walked back to the room she was temporarily staying in. Linna called out her name as she walked away, but it didn't stop her. She was getting away from it all, now.
"What do you think happened to her up there?" Nene asked curiously.
"I'm not sure... " Linna sighed, "But I'm worried about her"
"I'd like to offer you a few more days bed and breakfeast until Nigel has finnished what he's working on. Would you mind staying around?" Sylia asked.
"Oh no not at all! This place cetainly beats that crumby ol' hotel!" Nene tucked her envelope into her personal hammer space.
"Or my Parents place... yick" Linna stuck out her tongue.
"Good." Sylia smiled and cocked her head cheerfully as she would do when trying to sell something to a costomer at the Silky Doll. She then walked back to Priss' quarters and pulled the knock lightly walk right in thing again. Priss was sprawled out on the bed, the envelope unopened and sitting on the nightstand beside her. She didn't glare at Sylia, but didn't greet her warmly either.
"You are persistant, I give you that" Priss said evenly.
"Mmmmmm I suppose so." Sylia agreed.
"How you feeling?" Priss asked with no concern in her voice what so ever.
"I don't hear that often." Sylia walked over and sat in a space on the bed faceing away from the sprawling Priss.
"There's never clear answers with you." Priss stated.
"You aren't much better, you know." Sylia pointed out.
That put it back to silence. The silence lasted ages, or at least until Linna let herself in.
"I'm sorry if I'm interupting anything..." She appologized.
"No, not at all. I was just about to leave." Sylia stood up. She walked past Linna, and out the door with only the sence of mystery left in her wake.
"Are you really going to quit?" Linna asked with the ut-most disapointment in her voice. Priss didn't answer. Linna wondered what was on Priss' mind. It wasn't unusual for her to be quiet, but what kind of things went on in her head? Did she think about how much she hated her life? Did she think about how much she missed her past? Or regreted it? Or did she think about positive things like where her future might be going? Linna could never know, it was like Priss was in a completely diffrent world.
She asked, "Would it be okay if I still stay with you... while you're here at least?"
Priss moved over on the bed to give Linna room, if she wanted. Figureing that as enough of an answer, Linna layed down next to Priss. She wanted to know so much, but knew now wasn't the time to ask. What would Priss do with the money? Nene was right it was plenty enough to buy a house. She couln't imagine Priss buying a house though. Maybe she'd tour the world singing her songs.
"You're being awfully quiet" Priss broke the lingering silence.
"I was just thinking." Linna turned on her side to look at Priss.
"Uh-oh. Don't hurt yourself"Priss joked, poking Linna's nose.
"What, you don't think?" It was the perfect way to anwer one of the questions on her mind, without sounding like an overly obsessive stalker.
"Hmmm,"Priss hummed.
"Too hard of a question for you?" Linna proped herself up with her elbow.
"Do I think?" Priss laughed, "Come on."
Linna blinked at that answer. It answered absolutly nothing. Priss was really good at avoiding reavealing anything about herself.
"I don't want you to go..." Linna sighed. After priss didn't say anything to it again, she grew quickly annoyed. If Priss wanted to ignore her disapointment, then she could have the other end of it too, "But at least now I've finnaly beat you. Now I'll be the number one Knight Saber."
Priss looked at her. She still didn't say anything but her eyes darted back and forth slightly, trying to read Linna's face. Linna grinned. Priss threw her off guard then because she smiled back. Did that mean it back fired? Priss was happy for Linna being the best? That wasn't how it was suppose to work at all.
"Why are you smiling?" Linna begged for an answer to this.
"I was going to stay, but now, I think maybe I'll let you be 'the number one Knight Saber'" Priss continued to watch Linna's reaction with intrest, "Since it's that important to you, an all."
Linna felt like such a fool. She tried to think quick, she was just trying to get Priss to stay. "No. I'd rather have you fighting by my side..." She finnaly uttered.
Priss was shocked by the surge of emotion that struck threw her body. Like an urge to write a song with that as a lyric. She could see Linna's hope that she hadn't just ruined it, that she still had a chance. She never gave up, and that was one of the most beautiful things about her. Priss pulled her closer for a second time that day. She placed her face in Linna's hair, which smelled sweet, much like Sylia's. She had probably just used Sylia's Shampoo.
She spoke quietly and sincerely from that stirring emotion within, "I'll fight by your side until the day that I die."
It was so unlike her to make such a promise, but she knew it was true. She would even fight by Nene's side to the death. She wouldn't let another Knight Saber fall before she did, and if it happend it wouldn't be without regret. She'd wear that suit of armour again and again, no matter how much she hated it, just to save her friends.
Nene sat on the couch chatting with Mackie about a new program she was creating. It would make hacking even quicker, easier, safer and more efficient. He was clinging onto her every word as she showed him her progress on the little laptop screen.
"That amazing Nene!" He applauded, "You're so smart."
"Hehe. Yeah. I thought it was pretty clever." She shut down the computer and closed the laptop, "And it might help with taking down Genom for good."
"Is that what we want to do?" Mackie asked.
"Why not? They seem to be the cause of everything bad that happens to us, or Tokyo." Nene explained, "Buying out your father's company, the earthquake, Rouge boomers, Galetea... and you wouldn't believe some of the stuff I've read that they do in fanfictions!"
"What's fanfictions? Is that a magazine, or newspaper?" Mackie blinked.
"No, no, no. People write this junk based on shows, or characters they like and post it up on the internet. They do some pretty wierd, but creative stuff..." Nene remembered one fanfiction she read about the Knight Sabers, where the red one had fallen in love with the White ones little brother an they lived happily ever after. She grined. Too bad that wasn't real huh?
"So it's like stories?" Mackie nodded, "That's very neat I'll have to find some fanfictions."
"You should... Just be careful most of them are romance. Priss and Leon, Sylia and Nigel... you know. People expand on what they've seen."
"But Priss and Leon were together, and so were Sylia and Nigel... well at least I think so, even though they don't talk about it. What about you Nene? Do people write about you?"
"Ummm...." Nene thought about it. They did, alot, but never much more than her being a computer geek, and the romance ones. "Not really..."
"That's too bad. You'd make a great story character." Mackie tried to cheer her up about it, completely oblivious to her little white lie.
Sylia happened to over-hear the conversation from the kitchen. She smiled to herself. 'It looks like everyone is finding happiness now' she thought to herself. She looked down at her hand, it was completly healed now. The wound in her abdomin would be healing in no time too, and hopefully no more would happen. She had a certain sense of calmness with all the people she cared about in her house. She poured some more liquer into the glass.
Nigel walked into the doorway, "The third suit is done. Do you want a fourth?".
"Not right now." Sylia took a sip from the glass, "Thank you, Nigel."
"Yeah, you know where I am. Just let me know." He waved his hand and left the room.
She took another drink. Nigel. She loved him, and wished he would express the emotions back... but he would never. He cared about her, and that was enough. She smiled and took another drink. Priss still cared too. Funny how she fell in love with the least talkitive types. This made her chuckle lightly.
"Sylia?" Mackie poked his head around the corner.
"Yes, Mackie?" Sylia looked back into the living room, Nene was gone.
"I wanted to ask you something." He said politely.
"Sure, what is it?" Sylia sat her glass down on the counter and put her full attention on her little brother.
"Am I human enough to..." Mackie blushed.
Sylia bit her lip, she could only guess at what the last part of this could be. She still saw Mackie as a child, and her little brother. 'Oh please don't ask me about sex...'
"Well... fall in love?"His eyes darted down to the ground as if he were ashamed of the thought.
Sylia sighed with relief. Then she quickly answered, "Of course you are, love is just like any other emotion. "
Mackie look up and smiled meakly at her, "But isn't it wrong... since I'm not..."
"How many people are going to have to tell you this Mackie? You're not a Boomer to us. You're not a Boomer to Nene. I'm sure she'd be flattered by your feelings." Sylia knelt down and hugged him. He smiled more full heartedly.
"Thank you Sylia..."
"Hey Linna, Priss? You guys wanna go out for lunch or something?"Nene yelled threw the door.
"That sounds great Nene. Just a minute..." Linna answered threw the door. This made Nene sweatdrop after all what does 'just a minute' imply? It only took a second, and Linna was at the door talking with Nene, which was a relief. They agreed on lunch, and even Priss taged along. It was you're average small town restraunt they found themselves at.
"Guess what?" Nene grinned at the two girls sitting accross from her.
"What?" Linna asked cheerfully.
"Leon was at the A.D. Police site the other day." Nene announced as she shoved a huge forkful of food into her mouth. Priss' eyes glimmered, but there was no other reaction from her. What could you expect from Priss?
"Oh so he's re-joining the A.D. Police huh?" Linna continued to play along, although the subject made her quite uncomfortable.
"Yeah I guess, He was pestering me about Priss. He sounded like he was really worried." Nene winked at Linna. Linna couldn't find the words to continue this conversation, so she just shoved a bite of food in her mouth and nodded in a false cheerful way.
"What are you getting at?" Priss rolled her eyes. She knew this had to be leading somewhere, that was the only time Nene did this kind of thing.
"Oh nothing really... I just gave him a call to let him know you were okay. He wants to meet you for Dinner tonight. Isn't that great?" Nene grinned. Priss looked taken back, and then scowled at Nene.
"Yeah, wow. That's great Nene..." Linna sighed. Priss glanced over at Linna. It was amazing to her how quickly Linna gave in to Priss leaving her for Leon. Why was that? She didn't even put up a fight, or scold Nene, or anything. That wasn't like Linna... Unless maybe she looked at it as better for Priss to be with Leon. She had no idea.
Nene paid for the whole lunch considering the audatious amount of money she had to spend. They found thier way back to Sylia's with little chit chat. Nene kept rubbing in the fact that Leon was really worried and wouldn't leave her alone. Priss was very herself about it, she didn't have much to say. Linna found herself dazing out most of the time. She din't want to make a scene or anything, but she fighting the big green jealousy monster in her own thoughts. When they finnally arrived, she silently followed Priss to her room.
"You're being quiet again..." Priss noted deciding look in the closet of Sylia's high class clothes. She pondered what to wear to her date.
"You expect me to be jumping for joy?" Linna sighed and let herself fall back on the bed, "I... I... think you should know why I'm quiet."
"Mmmhmmm" Prissed agreed, "With good reason I suppose."
"What do you mean 'with good reason'?" Linna sat up again and peered at Priss pulling out a dark long dress from the closet, "You said you didn't love him..."
"I don't. But I never said I loved you either." Priss was careful not to make eye contact with Linna on that one.
Linna was stricken. The way Priss had been acting towards her lately, she had just assumed that there was some careing behind it. Now Priss was implying that she was just another kiss, another fling, another no one in her life. Linna growled.
"So she does have some jealousy in there..." Priss started to strip right in front of Linna. Linna blushed and looked away politely.
"So do you, or don't you care about me?" Linna said very harshly to the wall she was lookign at.
Priss sighed, "What do you think?"
Linna snaped her head back in Priss' direction, tears buring her eyes, "Quit toying with me! I don't know what to think..."
"Arhg..." Priss pulled on the dress, rolling her eyes.
"You're not any diffrent than Sylia- you know that?" Linna glared, tears about to fall from her eyes. Priss stopped in mid preperation, and stared coldly at Linna for this comment. She sneered, and fire burned in her eyes. Silently she finnished getting ready, feeling Linna's glare on her back the whole time.
On her way out the door, she sighed looking back at Linna, "The diffrence between Sylia and I, is that I actually do care about you. Though it's up to you whether you believe it or not."
Linna finally let the tears role down her cheeks. She let herself cry into her hands. She felt so abused, and alone in that cold room. She couldn't think. She didn't even notice Sylia's entrance, shortly after Priss' leave.