Cloak*and*Dagger: Well here I am everyone, just like I promised. Although
I'm not sure if you all deserve it because Cloud is the ONLY one who
reviewed. ^_~ I'm just pullin' your chain, of course you deserve this!
Anyway, once again I'm really sorry about last chapter. It was short..
Sad.. and pathetic. *Sob* I felt so bad, but I had to! *Points at the Plot
Bunnies* THEY MADE ME DO IT!!!!!!! *Cough* o.0 I'm ok. Heheh I was
looking over my last story and I realized how many plot holes there were,
actually I'm surprised anyone even bothered to read it. It was as holy as
Swiss cheese, and the same goes for this one sadly. Oh well. On with the
story then!
Thanks To:
Cloud: I'm glad you read the last chapter, considering you were the only one who reviewed. Well here it is, and you didn't even have to wait that long! I hope you feel better, by the way. Have you got the flu, or is it just a nasty cold? Or allergies maybe, I always get really bad allergies. ^_^; Oh boy I'm rambling, sorry! Happy reading!
To the rest of you, you better review or this story's going down the tubes! I'm quick to loose interest, and very random, as Kate Tully can tell you. So review, otherwise what's my motivation? I won't write a story that no one reads! (By the way I'm sorry to be harassing you all the time for reviews, it must be annoying, but there's only one way I'll stop.)
Disclaimer: Same as always I don't own Zelgadis... though I do have a picture of him shirtless... two actually. ^_^; I do own Lakota, and if anyone wishes to use her that's just peachy, but please ask me first. And lastly Kota's town is based on the cruddy, little backwater, Podunk, middle of nowhere, NY town that I actually live in.... *Sigh* I really wish I had a life.
Chapter4: o.0 0.o Um.. yeah. (Don't laugh it'll make sense later!)
*Re-cap* My lack of response while I was off in LaLa-Land must have irritated him because he growled low in his throat, and the next thing I knew I was being carried up to my bed.
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I was lying on my back, staring up at the dark ceiling in a rather disinterested way, and boy was I miffed. Confused as well, but mostly miffed. (Yeah I know what your thinking, I can really be a child sometimes, but you'd be miffed too if someone hung up *your* phone on you!) I was a little curious as well. What had cause Zelly-boy to flip like that?
'Insecurities, brain dread!' that annoying little voice in my head screeched. 'He has enough of them already, without you trampling all over him,' but it didn't relent there, oh no, 'I mean think, he's back in a world that he barely understands, really knowing only one person, and what do you do? You take away the one thing he has left, control. He likes being in charge of himself, and you can't blame him for trying to take control of the situation.'
'Yeah but he treated me like a two year old!' I whined at myself.
'At least he didn't yell at you. Lord knows that with that look on his face he wanted to.'
Needless to say I suddenly felt rather guilty. He had dealt with the whole different universe thing better than what would have been expected. Sighing I rolled over, I would have to apologize tomorrow, and apologizing was one thing I wasn't good at. Matter of fact I stunk at it, I usually ended up mad at myself or in another fight with who I was trying to sorry to. This was going to be interesting.
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I woke up sometime around 6AM, which isn't all that unusual for me, I always was the early bird of the family (Ironically enough I was always the night owl as well, apparently I don't require much sleep.) Groaning I rolled out of bed.. And straight onto the floor.
"Ow! Need... Advil" I grumbled, rubbing my already sore hip (Street hockey is an EVIL sport!) Quietly I made my way towards the bathroom in search of Advil. However, when I found it I paused. Today was going to be spent in front of Zelgadis and if I could get my act together at the mall with Ford as well, but I knew I had no drug tolerance what so ever. My old medication used to make me look like a drunk sometimes. Rocking back and forth on my heals I tried to figure out what to do. I was in pain, but did I really want to look like a fool?
The answer was yes. Better to be a fool than a fool in pain! (Completely unrelated, but Mark Twain once said, "Better to be quiet and be thought a fool of by others, then to open your mouth and remove all doubt from their minds.")
Knowing I had about thirty minutes to an hour left of conventional thinking, I made my way back to my room to get dressed. I debated about what to wear for a while (steering clear of the shirt with the luck symbol on it, because we all know how well that worked last time,) before I finally put on a pair of baggy jeans that started black at the top and slowly faded to an odd deep blue at the bottom. My shirt was dark purple and had a large black cat on it with a thirteen on its back. I tossed my hair up into two buns, which made my neck look long so I put a choker on (It was a black leather strap with a huge buckle one, for those of you who have seen Yu-Gi-Oh, you know what I'm talking about.)
Limping my way into the kitchen I was greeted by Zelgadis who had an eyebrow raised and was grinning sympathetically obviously having heard my fall from twenty minutes ago.
"Not a word," I gritted out, before starting to toast some bread and boil water for some coffee.
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Once I was finished eating my incredibly pathetic breakfast, I apologized to Zel, which went rather good considering my previous record. After that we talked about this and that, basically just the things that had happened since we last met. It wasn't until an hour or so later that I thought of something.
"Hey Zel, the day before you came to school my friend said that someone moved into to town, but you didn't," I stopped short, this was Zelgadis we were talking about here for all I knew he might have. "Did you?" I squeaked.
"Did I what?" He asked confusedly.
"Move into town!" I practically yelled.
"Oh, that. When I first appeared here it was in front of an apartment complex, " he said the word like he had stones in his mouth. Was it that foreign to him?
I raised an eyebrow. "You bought an apartment?" His only reply was a nod. "With what?" I asked surprised.
"Well the landlord seemed pretty pleased with one of these gold pieces," he said holding one up. Where he got it from I don't know, but I really hopped that it was a huge apartment, otherwise he got ripped off majorly.
"So you're really going to go through with this whole, 'I'm just a normal Teenager' by going to school thing?"
Another nod.
"Well you're going to need more clothes."
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'Wow, I actually came up with a logical excuse to go to the mall!' I praised myself, nearly three hours later, while walking through the huge mall with Ford and Zel. The latter of which kept shooting the form odd glances whenever Zel thought Ford wasn't looking. 'Be afraid, be very afraid,' I thought then started to hum the Mission Impossible theme to myself. Yep, that Advil was definitely wreaking havoc on my bloodstream right now.
We walked a bit farther before I made both boys stop at Hot Topic. Grinning I grabbed Zel's hand and dragged him in with me, Ford walking behind us grinning because he knew what was going to happen.
"OOO! This looks cool! And this too!" I chirped happily while hand clothes to Zel. So far I had handed him five pairs of baggy pants. Two of which were normal colored, one was dark blue, one was black, and the last one had flame prints going up the legs. He also had several shirts that I had deemed 'Zelgadis Worthy,' two of them were camo, ones said, 'Ha! You can't see me now!' while the other said, 'Shit! It's snowing!' the next shirt had a flame print on it, then there was the shirt that had an odd pattern on making it look like ice (don't ask,) and the last on was swish and dark blue with a ripple pattern that made it look like water. After that came the nice spiked bracelets, with a new pair of fingerless gloves.
By the time we had reached the check out a few more things had been added to the list of clothes, and trust me I was suddenly very happy we had traded that gold piece that Zel had at the bank. By the time we finally left Hot Topic that Advil was *really* starting to get to me. I tried really hard to act normal, but what's a girl to do? Nothing, that's what I have Ford for. He knows me better then I know myself. Without saying a thing Ford looked at me, saw the slightly glazed look on my face, and immediately knew what was going on.
It was right about when I had finished talking to Zel about hazelnut coffee, and started humming Let the Bodies Hit the Floor while walking slightly off balance, that Ford decided to do something. NOT GOOD! It would have been alright if he had just held my hand to try and steady me out, but he had to go and sling both of his arm's around my waist to try and help me regain my balance. As brotherly as the gesture looked to me, it must have looked incredibly wrong to Zel. I really didn't need the third degree about whether I was going out with Ford; I got enough of that from James.
Brining up as much courage as I could, I looked up from the ground and over at Zel, who *surprise surprise* was glaring at Ford. The acidity in his eyes was enough to make me shake, which unfortunately just made Ford tighten his hold on me. 'Crap, this *can't* get any worse!' I thought. Unfortunately Murphy* seemed to be against me.
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*Murphy as in the creator of Murphy's Law, which states "Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong."
Cloak*and*Dagger: Well that was shorter then I planned, but longer then the last chapter. FEAR THE DREADED CLIFFHANGER!!!!! (Sorry Cloud, I did it again didn't I?) Anyway REVIEW, and I'll see you all later this week!
Thanks To:
Cloud: I'm glad you read the last chapter, considering you were the only one who reviewed. Well here it is, and you didn't even have to wait that long! I hope you feel better, by the way. Have you got the flu, or is it just a nasty cold? Or allergies maybe, I always get really bad allergies. ^_^; Oh boy I'm rambling, sorry! Happy reading!
To the rest of you, you better review or this story's going down the tubes! I'm quick to loose interest, and very random, as Kate Tully can tell you. So review, otherwise what's my motivation? I won't write a story that no one reads! (By the way I'm sorry to be harassing you all the time for reviews, it must be annoying, but there's only one way I'll stop.)
Disclaimer: Same as always I don't own Zelgadis... though I do have a picture of him shirtless... two actually. ^_^; I do own Lakota, and if anyone wishes to use her that's just peachy, but please ask me first. And lastly Kota's town is based on the cruddy, little backwater, Podunk, middle of nowhere, NY town that I actually live in.... *Sigh* I really wish I had a life.
Chapter4: o.0 0.o Um.. yeah. (Don't laugh it'll make sense later!)
*Re-cap* My lack of response while I was off in LaLa-Land must have irritated him because he growled low in his throat, and the next thing I knew I was being carried up to my bed.
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I was lying on my back, staring up at the dark ceiling in a rather disinterested way, and boy was I miffed. Confused as well, but mostly miffed. (Yeah I know what your thinking, I can really be a child sometimes, but you'd be miffed too if someone hung up *your* phone on you!) I was a little curious as well. What had cause Zelly-boy to flip like that?
'Insecurities, brain dread!' that annoying little voice in my head screeched. 'He has enough of them already, without you trampling all over him,' but it didn't relent there, oh no, 'I mean think, he's back in a world that he barely understands, really knowing only one person, and what do you do? You take away the one thing he has left, control. He likes being in charge of himself, and you can't blame him for trying to take control of the situation.'
'Yeah but he treated me like a two year old!' I whined at myself.
'At least he didn't yell at you. Lord knows that with that look on his face he wanted to.'
Needless to say I suddenly felt rather guilty. He had dealt with the whole different universe thing better than what would have been expected. Sighing I rolled over, I would have to apologize tomorrow, and apologizing was one thing I wasn't good at. Matter of fact I stunk at it, I usually ended up mad at myself or in another fight with who I was trying to sorry to. This was going to be interesting.
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I woke up sometime around 6AM, which isn't all that unusual for me, I always was the early bird of the family (Ironically enough I was always the night owl as well, apparently I don't require much sleep.) Groaning I rolled out of bed.. And straight onto the floor.
"Ow! Need... Advil" I grumbled, rubbing my already sore hip (Street hockey is an EVIL sport!) Quietly I made my way towards the bathroom in search of Advil. However, when I found it I paused. Today was going to be spent in front of Zelgadis and if I could get my act together at the mall with Ford as well, but I knew I had no drug tolerance what so ever. My old medication used to make me look like a drunk sometimes. Rocking back and forth on my heals I tried to figure out what to do. I was in pain, but did I really want to look like a fool?
The answer was yes. Better to be a fool than a fool in pain! (Completely unrelated, but Mark Twain once said, "Better to be quiet and be thought a fool of by others, then to open your mouth and remove all doubt from their minds.")
Knowing I had about thirty minutes to an hour left of conventional thinking, I made my way back to my room to get dressed. I debated about what to wear for a while (steering clear of the shirt with the luck symbol on it, because we all know how well that worked last time,) before I finally put on a pair of baggy jeans that started black at the top and slowly faded to an odd deep blue at the bottom. My shirt was dark purple and had a large black cat on it with a thirteen on its back. I tossed my hair up into two buns, which made my neck look long so I put a choker on (It was a black leather strap with a huge buckle one, for those of you who have seen Yu-Gi-Oh, you know what I'm talking about.)
Limping my way into the kitchen I was greeted by Zelgadis who had an eyebrow raised and was grinning sympathetically obviously having heard my fall from twenty minutes ago.
"Not a word," I gritted out, before starting to toast some bread and boil water for some coffee.
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Once I was finished eating my incredibly pathetic breakfast, I apologized to Zel, which went rather good considering my previous record. After that we talked about this and that, basically just the things that had happened since we last met. It wasn't until an hour or so later that I thought of something.
"Hey Zel, the day before you came to school my friend said that someone moved into to town, but you didn't," I stopped short, this was Zelgadis we were talking about here for all I knew he might have. "Did you?" I squeaked.
"Did I what?" He asked confusedly.
"Move into town!" I practically yelled.
"Oh, that. When I first appeared here it was in front of an apartment complex, " he said the word like he had stones in his mouth. Was it that foreign to him?
I raised an eyebrow. "You bought an apartment?" His only reply was a nod. "With what?" I asked surprised.
"Well the landlord seemed pretty pleased with one of these gold pieces," he said holding one up. Where he got it from I don't know, but I really hopped that it was a huge apartment, otherwise he got ripped off majorly.
"So you're really going to go through with this whole, 'I'm just a normal Teenager' by going to school thing?"
Another nod.
"Well you're going to need more clothes."
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'Wow, I actually came up with a logical excuse to go to the mall!' I praised myself, nearly three hours later, while walking through the huge mall with Ford and Zel. The latter of which kept shooting the form odd glances whenever Zel thought Ford wasn't looking. 'Be afraid, be very afraid,' I thought then started to hum the Mission Impossible theme to myself. Yep, that Advil was definitely wreaking havoc on my bloodstream right now.
We walked a bit farther before I made both boys stop at Hot Topic. Grinning I grabbed Zel's hand and dragged him in with me, Ford walking behind us grinning because he knew what was going to happen.
"OOO! This looks cool! And this too!" I chirped happily while hand clothes to Zel. So far I had handed him five pairs of baggy pants. Two of which were normal colored, one was dark blue, one was black, and the last one had flame prints going up the legs. He also had several shirts that I had deemed 'Zelgadis Worthy,' two of them were camo, ones said, 'Ha! You can't see me now!' while the other said, 'Shit! It's snowing!' the next shirt had a flame print on it, then there was the shirt that had an odd pattern on making it look like ice (don't ask,) and the last on was swish and dark blue with a ripple pattern that made it look like water. After that came the nice spiked bracelets, with a new pair of fingerless gloves.
By the time we had reached the check out a few more things had been added to the list of clothes, and trust me I was suddenly very happy we had traded that gold piece that Zel had at the bank. By the time we finally left Hot Topic that Advil was *really* starting to get to me. I tried really hard to act normal, but what's a girl to do? Nothing, that's what I have Ford for. He knows me better then I know myself. Without saying a thing Ford looked at me, saw the slightly glazed look on my face, and immediately knew what was going on.
It was right about when I had finished talking to Zel about hazelnut coffee, and started humming Let the Bodies Hit the Floor while walking slightly off balance, that Ford decided to do something. NOT GOOD! It would have been alright if he had just held my hand to try and steady me out, but he had to go and sling both of his arm's around my waist to try and help me regain my balance. As brotherly as the gesture looked to me, it must have looked incredibly wrong to Zel. I really didn't need the third degree about whether I was going out with Ford; I got enough of that from James.
Brining up as much courage as I could, I looked up from the ground and over at Zel, who *surprise surprise* was glaring at Ford. The acidity in his eyes was enough to make me shake, which unfortunately just made Ford tighten his hold on me. 'Crap, this *can't* get any worse!' I thought. Unfortunately Murphy* seemed to be against me.
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*Murphy as in the creator of Murphy's Law, which states "Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong."
Cloak*and*Dagger: Well that was shorter then I planned, but longer then the last chapter. FEAR THE DREADED CLIFFHANGER!!!!! (Sorry Cloud, I did it again didn't I?) Anyway REVIEW, and I'll see you all later this week!