Alrighty, I've just realized that fanfiction.net does NOT do italicized
fonts, as that was how all the dijins speaking was displayed in the
original fic. If this ever becomes popular (Oh and it will from my colossal
fan base) I'll do revisions of the first couple of chapters. Just be
thankful that most of the updates are daily.
CHAPTER 5
After "checking on Ivan," Isaac soon found that he was famished from all that has happended so far. As he left the strange and mysterious boys quarters, he found Mia and Garret at a table near his room. Mia had a bowl of the soup that she had prepared and was spoon-feeding Garret, considering that one of his arms was heavily bandaged, and the other hand was wrapped like a mitten, making it nigh impossible to do anything.
"I've never felt so defenceless in my life."
"Oh it can't be that bad," Mia commented as she prepared another spoonful.
"Wanna' bet? I can't even sto-" but he was cut-off as Mia spooned another helping of hot soup into Garret's mouth.
-Gulp-
"See, I can't even stop you from shoveling this-" But once again he was cut-off as another portion of broth was shoved into his mouth.
"You should stop talking, you need to eat this!"
"Why can't you just ply it?"
"Ply works best against cuts and gashes, It doesn't do much for plasma burns."
"To think that I, the Mars adept of the party, would be burnt. Just embar-" but once again his lips were met with more soup. Isaac simply watched from the shadows of the hall as Garret kept trying to say something, only to be answered with more soup. After the disgruntled and disabled Garret had put up with enough of this tomfoolery he decided to retreat to bed where he would sleep so well that not even the sinking of the ship would wake him.
"That was just cruel, y'know?" Isaac said as he began to draw soup out of the steaming pot over the fire.
"What, you mean not letting him talk?"
"Yea" Isaac remarked as he searched for a spoon.
" I just figured that he would give his mouth a rest after all that nonsense that he was blabbering on the deck about the sea."
"Point taken," Isaac remarked. He then began to scratch the back of his head in that nervous way that guy's do when they ask women questions: "Have you eaten yet?"
"No actually, I've been to busy trying to satisfy Garret." Isaac eye's widened as he quietly repeated Mia had just said. Then he realized what she had meant.
"OH! You mean the soup right?"
"What else did you.think.I."
"Don't finish that sentence, please?"
"Um, Ok. so how's Ivan?"
"He's feeling much better, I guess."
"That's good to hear!" she said as she drew herself some of the soup she had made, and sat she sat next to the Earth swordsman, somewhat nervously, but she was welcomed by a warm smile. They both sat across the hearth where the Soup was keeping warm. They had been cautious to use this cooking surface as they were afraid of burning the entire ship to a floating cinder, yet the magic of the ship had prevented the flame from spreading further than it's intended nest. It seemed as though the Lumarians had thought of almost every convenience for this ship. The boat was not rocking near as much as the other Tolbi-bound ship had. Perfectly preserved food, and the black orb was apparently some kind of returning mechanism, so they didn't even have to steer the ship. It was as though they were on vacation, rather than a journey to save the world. It was a nice change of pace. But Isaac would have gladly gone anywhere with Mia. Now he was alone with her, the very thought brought happiness and terror to his mind.
Isaac simply sat next to his secret love. They were both casually eating. Every now and then they would break their gazes from their bowls to glance at each other. They occasionally caught each other's gaze, saying nothing as though they were to far away to communicate. These gazes tended to end with a smile from both parties, the nervous kind that seems to lie about a person in every way. They were not exactly comfortable like this. Each kept hoping the other would speak up first.
Aw, hell with it! Isaac thought as he decided to stand-down first on there silenced war. "What do you intend to do after this is over?"
"I haven't thought about that much." Mia pondered as she stared into the embers that were now at the bottom of the hearth. "Lets see." She began to think deeply after a short moment she came up with "I suppose that I'll go back to Imil and continue my healing services."
"But what about the fountain at the lighthouse? Don't you think that the people could relay on that instead of you?"
"What's that suppose to mean?" Her face darkened
"I just thought that you might have gotten tired of that."
"No, I'm tired of healing all of YOUR wounds." She said sarcastically.
"Ouch! Well I'm sorry that I have to protect YOU so much," he said with sarcastic anger, though it was hard to tell. With these words the room had became awkwardly silent. Isaac had not meant to be so critical. The unknown tension didn't help either. Then Mia spoke up in a somewhat enfeebled voice. "What about you?"
"I think that I will explore the world. I just don't think that after this I could stand to stay in one place for very long. Seeing the same people over and. over." But with these words Mia had become sad. Then Isaac realized what she thought he had meant. "Oh." was all that she could say.
"Wait. what I meant was." But it was too late. She had collected the bowls and put them away as she swiftly walked off to her room.
"Hold on a sec." but as he tried to catch Mia, swiftly locked the door.
"Looks like you screwed up bad!" A muffled voice came from his belt.
With this he quickly detached the Dijin bags from his belt and threw them into a small chest by his bed. "You could all use a vacation too!!!" he said as he quickly shut the lid. "Wait! We'll give you gold!" But by Quartz's words, the chest was locked. It shook for a moment, as though trying to escape their prison, but the meddling critters of power stopped stirring and quickly lay to rest. Once this problem was dealt with, Isaac shut his door and put his fist to it, cursing as he shattered a bit of wood bore into his bare knuckles.
"Damn! Why can't I ever get anything to come out right?" He asked himself as tears of regret slowly welled into his eyes. These lasted for a very short time as he quickly lay into his bed. "I need to rest some." So he finally got to sleep with a true voice in his head, which was now un- crowded and empty. "I truly feel alone." But he calmed himself as he stretched-out in his bed, emotionally drained.
Ok, now for the current poll issue. From the few people that have read this fic so far (not all in the review section, some e-mail) I'm getting mostly votes for the lemon, or not sure if it should be a lemon (not a real choice) I don't mind doing it or not, all your peoples choice. Still have 2 or 3 chapters to post, so the poll will be open for a few more days. If anybody has a real big problem, let me know, otherwise this may become one of the few, non-yaoi (no offence) lemons of golden sun (what a unique thing to be known for) keep posting votes, thx for reviews.
CHAPTER 5
After "checking on Ivan," Isaac soon found that he was famished from all that has happended so far. As he left the strange and mysterious boys quarters, he found Mia and Garret at a table near his room. Mia had a bowl of the soup that she had prepared and was spoon-feeding Garret, considering that one of his arms was heavily bandaged, and the other hand was wrapped like a mitten, making it nigh impossible to do anything.
"I've never felt so defenceless in my life."
"Oh it can't be that bad," Mia commented as she prepared another spoonful.
"Wanna' bet? I can't even sto-" but he was cut-off as Mia spooned another helping of hot soup into Garret's mouth.
-Gulp-
"See, I can't even stop you from shoveling this-" But once again he was cut-off as another portion of broth was shoved into his mouth.
"You should stop talking, you need to eat this!"
"Why can't you just ply it?"
"Ply works best against cuts and gashes, It doesn't do much for plasma burns."
"To think that I, the Mars adept of the party, would be burnt. Just embar-" but once again his lips were met with more soup. Isaac simply watched from the shadows of the hall as Garret kept trying to say something, only to be answered with more soup. After the disgruntled and disabled Garret had put up with enough of this tomfoolery he decided to retreat to bed where he would sleep so well that not even the sinking of the ship would wake him.
"That was just cruel, y'know?" Isaac said as he began to draw soup out of the steaming pot over the fire.
"What, you mean not letting him talk?"
"Yea" Isaac remarked as he searched for a spoon.
" I just figured that he would give his mouth a rest after all that nonsense that he was blabbering on the deck about the sea."
"Point taken," Isaac remarked. He then began to scratch the back of his head in that nervous way that guy's do when they ask women questions: "Have you eaten yet?"
"No actually, I've been to busy trying to satisfy Garret." Isaac eye's widened as he quietly repeated Mia had just said. Then he realized what she had meant.
"OH! You mean the soup right?"
"What else did you.think.I."
"Don't finish that sentence, please?"
"Um, Ok. so how's Ivan?"
"He's feeling much better, I guess."
"That's good to hear!" she said as she drew herself some of the soup she had made, and sat she sat next to the Earth swordsman, somewhat nervously, but she was welcomed by a warm smile. They both sat across the hearth where the Soup was keeping warm. They had been cautious to use this cooking surface as they were afraid of burning the entire ship to a floating cinder, yet the magic of the ship had prevented the flame from spreading further than it's intended nest. It seemed as though the Lumarians had thought of almost every convenience for this ship. The boat was not rocking near as much as the other Tolbi-bound ship had. Perfectly preserved food, and the black orb was apparently some kind of returning mechanism, so they didn't even have to steer the ship. It was as though they were on vacation, rather than a journey to save the world. It was a nice change of pace. But Isaac would have gladly gone anywhere with Mia. Now he was alone with her, the very thought brought happiness and terror to his mind.
Isaac simply sat next to his secret love. They were both casually eating. Every now and then they would break their gazes from their bowls to glance at each other. They occasionally caught each other's gaze, saying nothing as though they were to far away to communicate. These gazes tended to end with a smile from both parties, the nervous kind that seems to lie about a person in every way. They were not exactly comfortable like this. Each kept hoping the other would speak up first.
Aw, hell with it! Isaac thought as he decided to stand-down first on there silenced war. "What do you intend to do after this is over?"
"I haven't thought about that much." Mia pondered as she stared into the embers that were now at the bottom of the hearth. "Lets see." She began to think deeply after a short moment she came up with "I suppose that I'll go back to Imil and continue my healing services."
"But what about the fountain at the lighthouse? Don't you think that the people could relay on that instead of you?"
"What's that suppose to mean?" Her face darkened
"I just thought that you might have gotten tired of that."
"No, I'm tired of healing all of YOUR wounds." She said sarcastically.
"Ouch! Well I'm sorry that I have to protect YOU so much," he said with sarcastic anger, though it was hard to tell. With these words the room had became awkwardly silent. Isaac had not meant to be so critical. The unknown tension didn't help either. Then Mia spoke up in a somewhat enfeebled voice. "What about you?"
"I think that I will explore the world. I just don't think that after this I could stand to stay in one place for very long. Seeing the same people over and. over." But with these words Mia had become sad. Then Isaac realized what she thought he had meant. "Oh." was all that she could say.
"Wait. what I meant was." But it was too late. She had collected the bowls and put them away as she swiftly walked off to her room.
"Hold on a sec." but as he tried to catch Mia, swiftly locked the door.
"Looks like you screwed up bad!" A muffled voice came from his belt.
With this he quickly detached the Dijin bags from his belt and threw them into a small chest by his bed. "You could all use a vacation too!!!" he said as he quickly shut the lid. "Wait! We'll give you gold!" But by Quartz's words, the chest was locked. It shook for a moment, as though trying to escape their prison, but the meddling critters of power stopped stirring and quickly lay to rest. Once this problem was dealt with, Isaac shut his door and put his fist to it, cursing as he shattered a bit of wood bore into his bare knuckles.
"Damn! Why can't I ever get anything to come out right?" He asked himself as tears of regret slowly welled into his eyes. These lasted for a very short time as he quickly lay into his bed. "I need to rest some." So he finally got to sleep with a true voice in his head, which was now un- crowded and empty. "I truly feel alone." But he calmed himself as he stretched-out in his bed, emotionally drained.
Ok, now for the current poll issue. From the few people that have read this fic so far (not all in the review section, some e-mail) I'm getting mostly votes for the lemon, or not sure if it should be a lemon (not a real choice) I don't mind doing it or not, all your peoples choice. Still have 2 or 3 chapters to post, so the poll will be open for a few more days. If anybody has a real big problem, let me know, otherwise this may become one of the few, non-yaoi (no offence) lemons of golden sun (what a unique thing to be known for) keep posting votes, thx for reviews.
