Across Countries
By: Sedi
*does the "Sedi's on crack" dance* You guys are so great for reviewing! Ya know... I think I like you readers so much that... When this fanfic is over, I'll make a sequel! I love you people! *hugz* And now, back to the evil plot... WAHAHAHAHAHA!! *lightning strikes* Oh, and an answer to a review: Rei's being to nice to Enrique? O_o He tried to strangle the bastard last chapter! *evil demented snicker*
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Chapter Six: Given Choices
Rei gulped and sat on his bed, pressing the phone against his ears. Enrique stared at him, inwardly longing to hear what was being said to the Chinese boy. Rei looked up at the Italian teen, then motioned with his hands for him to get out of the room. Silently Enrique obeyed, shutting the door softly behind him. Rei returned his attention to the phone.
"What do you mean, Mariah?" he asked, a hint of pleading in his voice.
"Lee's sick," Mariah, who was on the other end of the line, answered. "He's been asking for you for three days now, but I haven't been able to get ahold of you for some reason. Finally the call went through, and that butler told me to call you here."
Rei sat on his bed, clutching the phone as hard as he could, and ran his free hand through his black hair. He had never known Lee to get sick. It didn't seem in character for him to show any signs of weakness, or him being human. So this worried him. A lot.
"Rei, please come back to China. Lee really wants to see you, and it might help him get better faster. We don't even know what's wrong with him; it could be the flu or something really serious. Please Rei..." Mariah begged. "And we miss you already anyway. No one at home is used to you being away for so long."
"I know, Mariah," Rei answered softly. "I... I haven't been away for that long, really, but... I'll come home. Let me just go to bed, then tomorrow I'll talk to Enrique and call you back."
"But Rei-" Mariah started to protest, but the raven haired boy cut her off.
"Don't worry, I'm still coming. I just don't want to leave all of the sudden without closure here in France. I need to make sure Enrique has a way home, and it'd be rude to leave Oliver on such a short note," Rei quickly explained. "Please don't be mad."
"I won't be, Rei. I understand," Mariah replied, her voice softening to a low tone. "Just please be here as soon as possible. Lee needs you to get better. I've never seen him so sick..."
"No problem, Mariah," Rei said, liftening his voice to sound more cheerful. "I'll try to be in China by the day after tomorrow. And I'm sure Lee can wait until then. Just tell him to hang on for a while longer and I'll be there."
"Thanks, Rei."
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Rei thought that it was a bit ironic, Mariah thanking him for his support, when just a week ago he was the one spilling his soul to her about his problem with Enrique. The next morning during breakfast, he decided to spill the news.
"Enrique?" Rei asked after swallowing his food. "You want to leave, right?"
"Of course!" Enrique jumped at the thought of leaving France and going back to Italy, then sat back down, wondering what he meant by what he said. "Why do you ask?"
Oliver looked up from his food and stared at Rei, waiting. The Chinese boy felt himself get more nervous when a third pair of eyes, Oliver's father, watched him as they awaited his answer.
"There's an emergency, back at home," Rei explained. "So I'm going to have to leave. I'm sorry I couldn't stay here a bit longer, but I sort of have to go back." He fidgeted in his chair and stared at his almost empty plate, waiting for the watching eyes to look away from him.
'This is it,' Enrique thought to himself. 'I can finally get away from Rei and my stupid crush. Oliver will probably want to go with him, since they are of course smitten with each other.' The Italian teen stood up and announced, "Then I guess I'm going to pack so I can go back to Italy." He swiftly exited the dining room, grinning.
Rei and Oliver glanced at each other, then Rei returned to silently eating his food. He had to admit, he was a bit hurt that Enrique just up and went to pack, and to go to Italy none the less. Couldn't he at least have said something in support of Rei...?
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Oliver stood in the doorway as he watched Rei pack his duffle bag, then spoke up after slight hesitation. "I could get you a ticket right now to go to China tomorrow, if you'd like..."
Rei glanced at his French friend for a second, then went back to packing. "That'd be nice."
There was another brief moment of silence until again, Oliver broke it. "If you want, I can go with you. To China. Just until the emergency is over?"
"I'd like that..." Rei closed his bag, then sat on his bed, sighing. Oliver walked up to him, then wrapped his arms around him, pulling him in a hug. "Thank you, Oliver."
The green haired teen then sat behind Rei, took a hair wrap from the dresser, and started redoing his hair. Rei just sat quietly, staring at the wall infront of him. Suddenly Oliver put his hands on the Chinese teen's shoulders and started massaging them, relieving him of some of his stress.
"Why don't you tell me what's wrong, Rei? You'd feel better talking it out with someone," Oliver said in a smooth, soothing voice. "And you won't worry as much. So are you...?"
Rei looked at the ground, then continued staring at the wall. "Sure."
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"When you're on a holiday, you can't find the words to say," Enrique sang to himself happily as he packed his clothes. "All the things that come to you, and I want to feel them too! On an island in the sun, we'll be playing and having fun, and it makes me feel so fine I can't control my brain!"
"What brain?" A voice interrupted.
Enrique's head snapped up, and he saw Oliver leaning against the wall, watching him.
"Oh, hi Oliver," the Italian teen said bitterly, not taking the other teen's remark too lightly.
"I just thought you'd like to know that I got a ticket for you to return to Italy tonight," Oliver said, walking up to Enrique. "And Rei's going back to China tomorrow morning. I'm going with him."
"Figures," Enrique muttered as he continued stuffing clothes in his bag.
"Why do you have such a problem with it?" Oliver asked. He started a few articles of clothing that weren't packed yet. "We haven't talked mano a mano, and yet you seem to already hate me. Do you like Rei or something?"
"Does it look like I like Rei?" Enrique questioned sarcastically.
Oliver stared at him for a moment, then dug in his pocket and pulled out what looked like two receipts. He held them out to Enrique. "One's for China. The other's for Italy. I got these printed off to show to the airport personel to get our tickets. You choose where you want to go. Back home to Italy, or to China with Rei."
"What're you...? You like Rei. Why don't you just go with him? You don't have to give me a choice of where I'm going. And I already thought I made it clear that I'm going back to Italy."
"Your choice." The French teen waved the receipts infront of his face. When Enrique didn't take one, Oliver shrugged. "I just thought that you'd like a fair chance to get to know Rei better and possibly be friends with him. More than friends, maybe."
Enrique growled and snatched both receipts. He fanned them out infront of himself and looked at them for a second, then put one in his pocket, folded up the other, and handed it back to Oliver.
Oliver sighed. "Well, I guess I'm going to China then. I hope you don't come to regret your choice."
"Oh, don't worry," Enrique said, grinning. "I won't." He grabbed a pair of clothes that Oliver had folded and set them on the dresser, then closed his bag and tossed it in a corner. "Have fun in Italy."
"I'm glad you made the choice you wanted to," Oliver said, grinning. "But I don't think I'll go to Italy. I think I'll just stick around here and wait for you to get back. The ticket is round-trip, so you'll need this to get home when you come back here in two weeks."
"... Sure..."
"See? I'm not as much of a bad guy as you thought I was. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go get Rei's phone number so I can stay in touch with him." Oliver walked out of the rooom and closed the door.
Enrique stared at the door for a moment, then sat on his bed. 'I could have easily gotten rid of Rei, but instead I extend my time with him for two more weeks. I thought that I didn't want to see him again. What the hell is wrong with me?'
To Be Continued...
Wow, I have 53 reviews! ^_^ You guys are cool. Anou, it says 48 reviews on the front, but for some reason it's not showing other reviews that I got. It shows it in the stats page and on reviews page, but not on the summary page or the page you're looking at right now. Weird... O_o But anyway, thanks for the reviews.
By: Sedi
*does the "Sedi's on crack" dance* You guys are so great for reviewing! Ya know... I think I like you readers so much that... When this fanfic is over, I'll make a sequel! I love you people! *hugz* And now, back to the evil plot... WAHAHAHAHAHA!! *lightning strikes* Oh, and an answer to a review: Rei's being to nice to Enrique? O_o He tried to strangle the bastard last chapter! *evil demented snicker*
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Chapter Six: Given Choices
Rei gulped and sat on his bed, pressing the phone against his ears. Enrique stared at him, inwardly longing to hear what was being said to the Chinese boy. Rei looked up at the Italian teen, then motioned with his hands for him to get out of the room. Silently Enrique obeyed, shutting the door softly behind him. Rei returned his attention to the phone.
"What do you mean, Mariah?" he asked, a hint of pleading in his voice.
"Lee's sick," Mariah, who was on the other end of the line, answered. "He's been asking for you for three days now, but I haven't been able to get ahold of you for some reason. Finally the call went through, and that butler told me to call you here."
Rei sat on his bed, clutching the phone as hard as he could, and ran his free hand through his black hair. He had never known Lee to get sick. It didn't seem in character for him to show any signs of weakness, or him being human. So this worried him. A lot.
"Rei, please come back to China. Lee really wants to see you, and it might help him get better faster. We don't even know what's wrong with him; it could be the flu or something really serious. Please Rei..." Mariah begged. "And we miss you already anyway. No one at home is used to you being away for so long."
"I know, Mariah," Rei answered softly. "I... I haven't been away for that long, really, but... I'll come home. Let me just go to bed, then tomorrow I'll talk to Enrique and call you back."
"But Rei-" Mariah started to protest, but the raven haired boy cut her off.
"Don't worry, I'm still coming. I just don't want to leave all of the sudden without closure here in France. I need to make sure Enrique has a way home, and it'd be rude to leave Oliver on such a short note," Rei quickly explained. "Please don't be mad."
"I won't be, Rei. I understand," Mariah replied, her voice softening to a low tone. "Just please be here as soon as possible. Lee needs you to get better. I've never seen him so sick..."
"No problem, Mariah," Rei said, liftening his voice to sound more cheerful. "I'll try to be in China by the day after tomorrow. And I'm sure Lee can wait until then. Just tell him to hang on for a while longer and I'll be there."
"Thanks, Rei."
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Rei thought that it was a bit ironic, Mariah thanking him for his support, when just a week ago he was the one spilling his soul to her about his problem with Enrique. The next morning during breakfast, he decided to spill the news.
"Enrique?" Rei asked after swallowing his food. "You want to leave, right?"
"Of course!" Enrique jumped at the thought of leaving France and going back to Italy, then sat back down, wondering what he meant by what he said. "Why do you ask?"
Oliver looked up from his food and stared at Rei, waiting. The Chinese boy felt himself get more nervous when a third pair of eyes, Oliver's father, watched him as they awaited his answer.
"There's an emergency, back at home," Rei explained. "So I'm going to have to leave. I'm sorry I couldn't stay here a bit longer, but I sort of have to go back." He fidgeted in his chair and stared at his almost empty plate, waiting for the watching eyes to look away from him.
'This is it,' Enrique thought to himself. 'I can finally get away from Rei and my stupid crush. Oliver will probably want to go with him, since they are of course smitten with each other.' The Italian teen stood up and announced, "Then I guess I'm going to pack so I can go back to Italy." He swiftly exited the dining room, grinning.
Rei and Oliver glanced at each other, then Rei returned to silently eating his food. He had to admit, he was a bit hurt that Enrique just up and went to pack, and to go to Italy none the less. Couldn't he at least have said something in support of Rei...?
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Oliver stood in the doorway as he watched Rei pack his duffle bag, then spoke up after slight hesitation. "I could get you a ticket right now to go to China tomorrow, if you'd like..."
Rei glanced at his French friend for a second, then went back to packing. "That'd be nice."
There was another brief moment of silence until again, Oliver broke it. "If you want, I can go with you. To China. Just until the emergency is over?"
"I'd like that..." Rei closed his bag, then sat on his bed, sighing. Oliver walked up to him, then wrapped his arms around him, pulling him in a hug. "Thank you, Oliver."
The green haired teen then sat behind Rei, took a hair wrap from the dresser, and started redoing his hair. Rei just sat quietly, staring at the wall infront of him. Suddenly Oliver put his hands on the Chinese teen's shoulders and started massaging them, relieving him of some of his stress.
"Why don't you tell me what's wrong, Rei? You'd feel better talking it out with someone," Oliver said in a smooth, soothing voice. "And you won't worry as much. So are you...?"
Rei looked at the ground, then continued staring at the wall. "Sure."
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"When you're on a holiday, you can't find the words to say," Enrique sang to himself happily as he packed his clothes. "All the things that come to you, and I want to feel them too! On an island in the sun, we'll be playing and having fun, and it makes me feel so fine I can't control my brain!"
"What brain?" A voice interrupted.
Enrique's head snapped up, and he saw Oliver leaning against the wall, watching him.
"Oh, hi Oliver," the Italian teen said bitterly, not taking the other teen's remark too lightly.
"I just thought you'd like to know that I got a ticket for you to return to Italy tonight," Oliver said, walking up to Enrique. "And Rei's going back to China tomorrow morning. I'm going with him."
"Figures," Enrique muttered as he continued stuffing clothes in his bag.
"Why do you have such a problem with it?" Oliver asked. He started a few articles of clothing that weren't packed yet. "We haven't talked mano a mano, and yet you seem to already hate me. Do you like Rei or something?"
"Does it look like I like Rei?" Enrique questioned sarcastically.
Oliver stared at him for a moment, then dug in his pocket and pulled out what looked like two receipts. He held them out to Enrique. "One's for China. The other's for Italy. I got these printed off to show to the airport personel to get our tickets. You choose where you want to go. Back home to Italy, or to China with Rei."
"What're you...? You like Rei. Why don't you just go with him? You don't have to give me a choice of where I'm going. And I already thought I made it clear that I'm going back to Italy."
"Your choice." The French teen waved the receipts infront of his face. When Enrique didn't take one, Oliver shrugged. "I just thought that you'd like a fair chance to get to know Rei better and possibly be friends with him. More than friends, maybe."
Enrique growled and snatched both receipts. He fanned them out infront of himself and looked at them for a second, then put one in his pocket, folded up the other, and handed it back to Oliver.
Oliver sighed. "Well, I guess I'm going to China then. I hope you don't come to regret your choice."
"Oh, don't worry," Enrique said, grinning. "I won't." He grabbed a pair of clothes that Oliver had folded and set them on the dresser, then closed his bag and tossed it in a corner. "Have fun in Italy."
"I'm glad you made the choice you wanted to," Oliver said, grinning. "But I don't think I'll go to Italy. I think I'll just stick around here and wait for you to get back. The ticket is round-trip, so you'll need this to get home when you come back here in two weeks."
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"See? I'm not as much of a bad guy as you thought I was. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go get Rei's phone number so I can stay in touch with him." Oliver walked out of the rooom and closed the door.
Enrique stared at the door for a moment, then sat on his bed. 'I could have easily gotten rid of Rei, but instead I extend my time with him for two more weeks. I thought that I didn't want to see him again. What the hell is wrong with me?'
To Be Continued...
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