A loud knock awoke Thomas with a start. His beautiful, warm pillow was still there, slowly awakening from his comatose state. His hair was out of the ponytail, and it was spread over the pillows. Thomas heard the gentle breathing of his companion, and felt his chest rise and fall gently.
"Ohayou Thomas kun" (Apologies for the spelling, is been a while) Van said groggily. He stretched and rubbed the sleep from his eyes
"Uh huh, morning, why are you not on the couch?" Thomas wasn't too concerned, actually he was delighted, but he felt that he needed to know.
"You're warmer, and far more comfy, as by the looks of it, you have found that out about me too" Van said, indicating to where he was sleeping. Van wiped the mustard blonde (It'll now be brown in my stories) strands that has blown over his face.
Thomas went a bright shade of red, and then he sneezed.
(In the episode 'G files' Fiona tells everyone that when Thomas gets nervous, he sneezes.) The both laid there for a moment, Thomas inhaling that scent that Van only had, enthralled in his rhythmic breathing, until Thomas heard the knock again, louder and more insistent this time. Thomas leapt out of bed and walked over to the door.
"Who is it?" Thomas called, realising that he is still wearing his bed shirt and a pair of boxers, to which the response was, "Come on, I'll break in if you don't open it!"
Sheepishly, Thomas opened the door to reveal Karl, without his uniform on.
"Ohayou gozaimasu Karl San, what brings you out here?"
"I've got some time off from work, and I thought I would see my little brother. When I got to the base, however, I was told you were here. Why? And what's for breakfast"
"Well, you see, after Fiona's disappearance, I quit the Guardian Force. I just can't do that anymore. If I can't fight for someone, when there is no-one" Karl gave his brother some sympathetic words.
Van walked out of the bedroom, wearing nothing but his boxers that said: Danger, hazardous equipment inside: authorised personnel only, smiled and waved to Karl.
"Ok, now you never said anything about THAT!" Karl was shocked.
"Coming in? Pancakes and coffee for breakfast, for your information" Thomas waved in Karl. As Karl passed, Thomas whispered into Karl's ear, "He has been hurt from Fiona's disappearance, so lay off", and set out to prepare breakfast.
Thoroughly confused, Karl followed Thomas step for step into the kitchen, scared he would stand on something sharp that littered the floor if he deviated. (A/N when you live in a mess, you make walking trails through it).
Upon reaching the kitchen, the brothers find Van, still in his boxers, attempting to make coffee. Thomas told Van to sit down and proceeded to make coffee. Karl inquired, "How long have you been here Van?" To which the response was "A couple of days"
"Why?" Karl pressured, which resulted in Thomas making a low rumbling in his throat, "Ok, don't worry about that."
The three made small talk, until Thomas got the pancakes ready. Serving them, Karl said "Really Van, why are you here?" pressuring Van, until Thomas smacked his older brother in the head with his egg lifter.
"Owww that hurt, you bitch"
** Please insert Sibling rivalry here. I have participated too much in them and I can not write what we called each other **. After the bickering stopped, which felt like an eternity for Van, they started to eat. Once finished, Karl offered to clean up.
"Better you than me" both Van and Thomas said at once, with a laugh.
Getting changed, Van went to work.
He reached his room. After closing the door, he heard a knock. There stood a flushed and thoroughly exhausted Cadet holding a report for him.
"Sir, I have some news to report to you. I tried to get you on the phone, but it rang out." To that, Van started to blush.
Regaining his composure, Van said "What is it?"
"It's about your organoid"
"Zeke, what's wrong with Zeke?" Van felt the anger rise in his voice
"Well, he's gone..." Van went pale. He fell onto the chair. Dryly he asked
"What happened?"
"It happened last night. A lady came past the base. The exterior guards told us that she mumbled something, and then Zeke became completely uncontrollable. He went with her. That's all we know. We have started the search party to locate him and the thief."
"Zeke..." Van felt so weak and vulnerable "Cadet, your dismissed."
"I'm sorry Sir." With that the Cadet snapped a trim salute, about turned and headed for the door.
Before he could exit, Van told him, dejectedly,
"Call off the search. He's with Fiona, and you won't find them unless they want to be found"
"Yes sir" was the depressed reply from the Cadet, feeling his superior's pain, as he strode out, closing the door behind him.
"Zeke..." With that, Van flew into a rage
"Why! Why did you leave me?" Van flew around in a rage, knocking every thing off that he could. "Answer me Zeke!" There was a knock at the door
"Fuck off!!" Van screamed at the door "I don't care"
"Van, it's me, please let me in"
Hearing Thomas' voice, he opened the door. Standing there was Thomas, dressed in his uniform.
Van stood there dumbfounded "I thought you quit"
Thomas walked in, and told him "Gaud, you made a mess", as he sat down on his bed.
"Why are you here?" Van was still yelling.
"I heard about Zeke from Karl"
Hearing his friends name, Van felt all the anger drain from his body. He fell down onto the bed beside Thomas, looking rejected. He broke out crying, uncontrollably.
"Sshh, you will be fine. I'm here, just let it all out" Thomas cooed, between outbursts of whimpering, cradling Van in his arms.
"To answer you question, I left because I need to care for someone to fight, to protect them. There was no-one. Now there's someone, infinitely more beautiful to fight for; to care for."
"Don't leave me ever, Thomas"
"I never will"
Fiona started to walk down the deserted corridor, away from Van's room.
Zeke growled out a questing. "He'll be fine" was the reply the ancient Zoidian gave her organoid companion.
Fiona is so heartless in this story. Sorry to all of the Fiona fans, as I am sort of one, as this is necessary to make this story continue. Twenty Zenai for who works out the last bit there from Thomas! ~~Warning Zenai is not accepted as valid currency on Earth :*-( ~~. Personally, I don't like swearing, but I think it is necessary where it is.
Thinking of writing a bit of action in for the next chapter so R&R and no flames, I bought some new asbestos armour for the occasion :-)) The Command Wolf would like to thank Naomi for liking his chapter.
Maelgwyn: Thomas, I'm ashamed at you, you like Van as a pillow?
Thomas: He's not as good as you though...
Command Wolf: ~_^, ::growl::
Thomas: The Command Wolf doesn't like me
Maelgwyn: He really does like you, and if he doesn't, Ill sell him
Command Wolf: ^_^ ::Scared growl::
Maelgwyn: See :-))
Anyways, Glory or insanity awaits (Thanks Vic for using that on your emails).