Olya / cardcaptor girl's notes: Yes, that's me, a very-very-very evil me, who didn't update the entire week. Wanna know the deal? My Muse broke up our contract, and she wasn't inspiring me the entire week. That is why I found a new Muse. Her, or should I say 'his' name is Hiead! (^0^) OHOHOHOHOHO!

   Hiead *stands in Greek robes near Olya with computer*: "She's been watching too much "Charmed", my apologies."  

   Yes, by the way: the name is Mick, not Mike. You pronounce it as in the word "kick".

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Previously on the strong and the weak:

   "Um…y-you're h-hurting m-me…"

   "I know."

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  "Candidate Repairer 87, Tarria Hidgi.

  "We've got to talk, there's a problem."

    "With who, sir?"

    "With you."

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     Crap.

     He was so screwed.

     Why? WHY? WHY?! Why him?

     And that Tarria-bitch should have known better. Bitch.

     Hiead instantly clenched his fists into tight balls of fury.

    "Crap." The boy muttered quietly to himself, as he strolled down the halls, over to girls' quarters of GOA. But I don't have any other choice, the silver-haired boy reasoned with his troubled mind. But this would be so humiliating…asking Allecto to be- no, he couldn't do it, he should just forget about the whole thing. He would just embarrass himself in front of a stupid weakling.

    Hiead turned around to go back where he came from, but when he heard certain voices radiating from behind the next hallway corner, the boy stopped for a moment.

    "You kn… You're the most…..tiful…I ever… in the whole universe… eyes… and I'm thi…kiss… if I could…" A very faint voice muttered somewhere behind the corner, after which an oddly familiar female voice answered just as faintly: "Maybe you can…" somehow the last line seemed to be louder, then the previous ones.

   Hiead raised his eyebrow. Surely, he wouldn't wish to stick around for the next couple of minutes.

   But…the second voice…the voice of a female…there was something he couldn't quite put up together… this voice…but…he, he would never do anything as stupid as…go and see…Sudden curiosity took over his body completely, shutting out Hiead's self control, as he quietly walked up to look what *was* behind that corner.

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    "Wow! That is so great! I never knew you had so many books about medicine in your quarters." Mick exclaimed, as he and Ikhny came out of her room and stopped in mid-hall.

    "Yes, I must say I'm a fan of medicine…since I was a child I liked to cure everything I saw; and you?"

    "I think I wanted to be a doctor even before I was born!...I just didn't make any sense, did I?" Ikhny shook her head lightly and smiled at the blue haired boy. "What I meant to say, was that I think I was a doctor in my previous life." He looked serious, and the girl in front of him couldn't help but chuckle.

   Mick's eyes widened at the response he got.

    "What's so funny Ikhny?" the boy said confused.

    "You, you are a funny guy Mick."

    "I-I am?" He paused, and the continued in a low voice. "Is that a good thing?"

   Ikhny was taken aback. The girl didn't know what to say – so that she wouldn't hurt his feelings.

    "I…I…yes, I guess it is a good thing after all. I smile a lot more with you, than I did in my entire life." Ikhny watched Mick grin at her charmingly- No, NO! It wasn't supposed to be like that! *Why* is he smiling at me like *that*?

   "Well, that's surely a good thing, Ikhny. It makes me happy to know you're happy." Odd features crossed the boy's face, as he put his hands on Ikhny's shoulders affectionately.

   The amber eyed girl flinched slightly from sudden movement, her eyes shaking with barely noticeable confusion. She looked at him, and he smiled enchantingly at her once more.

   "You know…" he gulped, and if being attentive, you could see him trembling all over and blushing. "You're the most beautiful girl I ever seen in the whole universe, Ikhny." Rough chill ran down her spine at such words…no one ever told her that…these words…

   She has to get out of here.

   "And your eyes," he continued in awe, with an unusually serious voice for his character "They show so much emotion, I could've never forget them, they are so beautiful…you are so beautiful, Ikhny." The girl was speechless…and scared too. "And I'm thinking if I could just…kiss you right now…if I could just touch your gorgeous lips…"

   Ikhny backed away a little, but soon realized that there wasn't too much space to back away at. The wall was her stalemate. She should just push him away, or, or she can say she didn't brush her teeth this morning-no – that would be stupid…how, how can she get away from here? And now he's staring at her, expecting her to say something…she shouldn't, she shouldn't think too much…

    And maybe…maybe it's the right thing – stop thinking too much. It wouldn't hurt really, just one little *first* kiss…

 The girl gulped, swallowing a huge dose of air. 'If I could just touch your gorgeous lips…'

    "Well…" Ikhny whispered raising here eyes, "Maybe you can…"

    Her eyes were closing slowly; she could feel his hot, nervous breath upon her. She felt his hand caress he cheek, and the experience of it was wonderful. The bangs on his forehead ticked gently her face. She wasn't scared anymore, just anxious of what was to come. His lips have not quite touched hers, yet she could feel the tiny electrical reaction growing from the almost-made contact. The anticipation of it made the blood fume inside of her veins. Her first kiss…

    But his lips never touched hers; instead, a rough breeze of air flew past her swiftly and she instantly opened her eyes. What lay, or rather *who* lay before her eyes made Ikhny's heart stop for a moment or so.

    The girl couldn't quite put it all up together in one piece, things that were happening were so confusing, and the saddest part of all this was the fact that she couldn't even faint – like a normal person would do in her situation.

    "Wh-wha…" Was all the chocolate eyed girl could say, as she stared at Mick, who was lying on the floor, clutching into his stomach furiously from the pain caused by a hit. Yes, the hit. Ikhny raised her eyes higher to see the certain garnet-eyed boy, glaring daggers at her from several feet away, hands in his pockets.

      TO BE CONTINUED…