Jake: hey guys sorry if this chapter is a little short but Hotaru needs my
help on an YGO fic. So of course my attention is diverted.
Hotaru: yes well my attention is diverted more...I have 7 fics in the wings! So check your boots buddy boy.
Jake: *raises eyebrows* dude, speak English please
Hotaru: I am, I just speak southern English. Now before we move on to the story I just wanted to say one thing. Happy birthday Jake.
Jake: you remembered?
Hotaru: well duh! You've only reminded me everyday this week. So uh ya know don't say I never gave you anything *hands him a present*
Jake: I got a present!!!!! *rips it open. Holds up a quill* whoa...cool!
Hotaru: glad ya like it *rolls eyes* god knows how long it took me to find it.
Jake: thanks Hotaru! *hugs Hotaru*
Hotaru: *pushes him away* haven't I warned you about that?! Enough mushy stuff lets get to Crys please.
Jake: *looks up* hold on a second, I've been thinking-
Hotaru: oh Geez!
Jake: *glares* ANYWAY I've been thinking, this story's been centering around Crys the whole damn time.
Hotaru: yeah it has.
Jake: maybe that needs to be changed.
Hotaru: maybe
Jake: are you patronizing me?!
Hotaru: no
Jake: good
Hotaru: I'm humoring you.
Jake: HOTARU!!!!
Hotaru: hey this IS me we're talking about. And Crys won't stand for you doing anything stupid like kick her out of the limelight. You may be in control but I have to deal with her bitchy attitude. And my hell is your hell. In the words of some dead guy "misery loves company." Just remember that when you mess around with Crys.
Jake: *sighs* Damn when did you turn into a philosopher?
Hotaru: I always have been, you just never noticed.
Jake: I'm noticing now.
Hotaru: good. Now let's start the story.
Jake: right then.
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Crys was still in shock as the Doctor prepared her for a blood transfusion. But the second he pulled out that needle she jumped to her feet. As if someone had run a million volts through her.
"Get that damn thing away from me" she yelled pointing to the needle.
"It's really quite small. If you're afraid I could always-"
"Afraid? AFRAID?! I'm not afraid I'm traumatized alright. Tell TJ I'm sorry but I ain't doing anything that involves needles!" she snapped storming out of the room and to the elevator. As she rode to the roof the image of TJ lying in the hospital bed popped into her mind. "No second thoughts. Second thoughts will get you killed. TJ would understand." The door opened with a ping and she stepped out into the chill night air.
"Crys" she turned and saw Heero in the doorway to the stairs.
"Leave me alone Heero, anything you say is pointless" she said.
"Are you really going to let TJ die because of some stupid childhood fear" he asked. "I thought he was your friend!" She looked into his eyes and he noticed the icy look hers had taken.
"I never recall calling him that, do you recall me saying that?!" He remained silent "no? Well then back off!" She crossed her arms over her chest in an effort to keep warm. Heero turned to leave when she spoke. Her voice was soft and smooth, a complete opposite of the tone she'd just used.
"Every time I see a needle I become so afraid"
"Why" he asked. She smiled and gave a small laugh.
"Why? I've often found myself asking the same thing. To honestly answer your question I'd have to explain my past. Everything about me and I refuse to do so." She looked at Heero. "No matter how many people I meet, no matter how many loves I find. No one will know my complete past and do you know why?"
"You're not the only one" he said.
"If you knew half of what happened to me..." she walked over to him and had her face inches from his. "I could tell you things that would make you turn in your sleep. Things...that if revealed could destroy you from the inside. All you ask for is a little blood and all I say is no. You ask why and I tell you that I don't wish for you to know. Now will you leave me be or will I be forced to hurt you?"
"It's his life not mine. If you want to see him die then go ahead" he said. She stepped back and looked at her feet.
"I can't do it" she whispered. He nodded and walked back into the hospital.
*~*~* in TJ's room *~*~*
TJ sighed, realizing his time was short.
"I'm leaving this world just as I entered it, alone. I've only got one regret" he took a deep breath. "I wish I'd told Crys how much she meant to me. She was the only friend I had, my could've been a hellish nightmare but Crys was always there to back me up. She may not know it but she wasn't just a top agent, she was a role model. Not just to me but to all of us. She had enough intelligence that she could talk down to the scientists. D helped her but she only learned the stuff she knows now because she took the initiative to learn it. Heh, I can't believe I'm talking to myself." Heero walked in and looked down at TJ. He noticed how his face had become pale and gaunt. His eyes were growing dim and his movements slow.
"TJ, Crys isn't coming" Heero said.
"Of course not, she's deadly afraid of needles" he muttered. "Didn't you know? I don't have to live, maybe its better this way. My life hasn't been easy but it isn't happy either. Even Crys, tortured twisted mentally insane Crys, has happy moments. What do I have?"
"Spare me the agony of your sappy reasoning" Crys muttered as she leaned against the door frame.
"Crys" Heero asked.
"Yeah it's me. TJ" she walked over to him and ruffled his hair. "You owe me five pints buddy boy."
"Five pints" Heero asked. She shrugged.
"He lost a lot of blood" she replied.
"Yes but losing that much blood is enough to knock you out." He said. She waved her hand dismissively.
"I loose that much on a daily basis" she muttered. All was well in her mind, even in TJ and Heero's but little did they know. no one could've guessed what was coming.
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Hotaru: what the hell?!
Jake: ^___^ HA! Take that! Happy birthday to me!
Leo: how the hell do we cope with that?
Hotaru: dunno but I suppose he'll be the one finishing this little cliffy.
Jake: *nods* Yeps. I figure if Hotaru got ta do it then why couldn't I?
Leo: good point. Well you know the drill REVIEW
Hotaru: yes well my attention is diverted more...I have 7 fics in the wings! So check your boots buddy boy.
Jake: *raises eyebrows* dude, speak English please
Hotaru: I am, I just speak southern English. Now before we move on to the story I just wanted to say one thing. Happy birthday Jake.
Jake: you remembered?
Hotaru: well duh! You've only reminded me everyday this week. So uh ya know don't say I never gave you anything *hands him a present*
Jake: I got a present!!!!! *rips it open. Holds up a quill* whoa...cool!
Hotaru: glad ya like it *rolls eyes* god knows how long it took me to find it.
Jake: thanks Hotaru! *hugs Hotaru*
Hotaru: *pushes him away* haven't I warned you about that?! Enough mushy stuff lets get to Crys please.
Jake: *looks up* hold on a second, I've been thinking-
Hotaru: oh Geez!
Jake: *glares* ANYWAY I've been thinking, this story's been centering around Crys the whole damn time.
Hotaru: yeah it has.
Jake: maybe that needs to be changed.
Hotaru: maybe
Jake: are you patronizing me?!
Hotaru: no
Jake: good
Hotaru: I'm humoring you.
Jake: HOTARU!!!!
Hotaru: hey this IS me we're talking about. And Crys won't stand for you doing anything stupid like kick her out of the limelight. You may be in control but I have to deal with her bitchy attitude. And my hell is your hell. In the words of some dead guy "misery loves company." Just remember that when you mess around with Crys.
Jake: *sighs* Damn when did you turn into a philosopher?
Hotaru: I always have been, you just never noticed.
Jake: I'm noticing now.
Hotaru: good. Now let's start the story.
Jake: right then.
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Crys was still in shock as the Doctor prepared her for a blood transfusion. But the second he pulled out that needle she jumped to her feet. As if someone had run a million volts through her.
"Get that damn thing away from me" she yelled pointing to the needle.
"It's really quite small. If you're afraid I could always-"
"Afraid? AFRAID?! I'm not afraid I'm traumatized alright. Tell TJ I'm sorry but I ain't doing anything that involves needles!" she snapped storming out of the room and to the elevator. As she rode to the roof the image of TJ lying in the hospital bed popped into her mind. "No second thoughts. Second thoughts will get you killed. TJ would understand." The door opened with a ping and she stepped out into the chill night air.
"Crys" she turned and saw Heero in the doorway to the stairs.
"Leave me alone Heero, anything you say is pointless" she said.
"Are you really going to let TJ die because of some stupid childhood fear" he asked. "I thought he was your friend!" She looked into his eyes and he noticed the icy look hers had taken.
"I never recall calling him that, do you recall me saying that?!" He remained silent "no? Well then back off!" She crossed her arms over her chest in an effort to keep warm. Heero turned to leave when she spoke. Her voice was soft and smooth, a complete opposite of the tone she'd just used.
"Every time I see a needle I become so afraid"
"Why" he asked. She smiled and gave a small laugh.
"Why? I've often found myself asking the same thing. To honestly answer your question I'd have to explain my past. Everything about me and I refuse to do so." She looked at Heero. "No matter how many people I meet, no matter how many loves I find. No one will know my complete past and do you know why?"
"You're not the only one" he said.
"If you knew half of what happened to me..." she walked over to him and had her face inches from his. "I could tell you things that would make you turn in your sleep. Things...that if revealed could destroy you from the inside. All you ask for is a little blood and all I say is no. You ask why and I tell you that I don't wish for you to know. Now will you leave me be or will I be forced to hurt you?"
"It's his life not mine. If you want to see him die then go ahead" he said. She stepped back and looked at her feet.
"I can't do it" she whispered. He nodded and walked back into the hospital.
*~*~* in TJ's room *~*~*
TJ sighed, realizing his time was short.
"I'm leaving this world just as I entered it, alone. I've only got one regret" he took a deep breath. "I wish I'd told Crys how much she meant to me. She was the only friend I had, my could've been a hellish nightmare but Crys was always there to back me up. She may not know it but she wasn't just a top agent, she was a role model. Not just to me but to all of us. She had enough intelligence that she could talk down to the scientists. D helped her but she only learned the stuff she knows now because she took the initiative to learn it. Heh, I can't believe I'm talking to myself." Heero walked in and looked down at TJ. He noticed how his face had become pale and gaunt. His eyes were growing dim and his movements slow.
"TJ, Crys isn't coming" Heero said.
"Of course not, she's deadly afraid of needles" he muttered. "Didn't you know? I don't have to live, maybe its better this way. My life hasn't been easy but it isn't happy either. Even Crys, tortured twisted mentally insane Crys, has happy moments. What do I have?"
"Spare me the agony of your sappy reasoning" Crys muttered as she leaned against the door frame.
"Crys" Heero asked.
"Yeah it's me. TJ" she walked over to him and ruffled his hair. "You owe me five pints buddy boy."
"Five pints" Heero asked. She shrugged.
"He lost a lot of blood" she replied.
"Yes but losing that much blood is enough to knock you out." He said. She waved her hand dismissively.
"I loose that much on a daily basis" she muttered. All was well in her mind, even in TJ and Heero's but little did they know. no one could've guessed what was coming.
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Hotaru: what the hell?!
Jake: ^___^ HA! Take that! Happy birthday to me!
Leo: how the hell do we cope with that?
Hotaru: dunno but I suppose he'll be the one finishing this little cliffy.
Jake: *nods* Yeps. I figure if Hotaru got ta do it then why couldn't I?
Leo: good point. Well you know the drill REVIEW