This is most likely the final chapter, no lemon as risk is too great of
loseing privilage to post. Mabye some other fic. Oh well, as always R&R
CHAPTER 8
When Isaac awoke, he felt as though his whole body glued down by fatigue. He could not move his arms, open his eyes, or open his mouth. Even taking in breath seemed to be a chore." All he could do was listen. "He's not dead, is he? If he is I'll kill my."
"Shut-up you buffoon, he's still moving."
"Dogs wag their tails hours after they die."
"Isaac's not exactly a dog, is he?" "Well sorry, I didn't notice, Short man."
"Yea, skin oppose to fur can be hard to miss."
"If both of you don't be quiet, I won't be able to help Isaac heal."
"I thought you said ply was for cuts and gashes."
"I lied, it does bones too."
"Why you."
"In case you haven't noticed, your still bleeding from earlier, both of you get out!"
"Come on short guy, your gonna help me with the bandages."
"Why should I?"
"Cause you're the reason I needed them in the first place, and if you don't help me, you might find yourself needing a few as well."
"Ok, Ok I get the picture."
He heard footsteps retreat from him and a door slam in the distance. When the room became quiet, he opened his eyes. Though his vision was blurred he immediately knew where he was as he could recognize the brown, wooden roof of his cabin. As he felt bits of strength returning to him, he slowly began to get up. Now clearly recognizing the room around him, he saw one feature that was out of place.
"Mia." he croaked in a raspy voice. In the corner of his dimly lit room, he saw his reason for fighting, checking the doors to make sure they were locked. When she heard his weak voice, she instantly turned to meet his gaze.
"Oh thank the gods, you're awake. I was starting to think you had gone into a coma or something." She then rushed over to his bedside.
"Did I." he began, but was cut off by a finger to his mouth.
"Shhhh, you must save your strength, your still very weak." She proclaimed in a hushed voice. Isaac could do nothing but comply with his caretaker's order. As he lay back down he saw Mia remove her gloves and stretch out her fingers.
"You lie still so I can help you recover." With this she began to chant in tongues he had heard many times. By her pure will, Mia summoned a blue-green aura around her elegant hands, her ply spell. She began to run her hands over his limber body, barely hovering over his figure. As she did this, he was overcome by a strange floating feeling he had experienced many times before. Before he had never been hurt as bad as this. Most of the time it was a small minor wound. Her power would be concentrated at one specific spot. Now his body ached all over, so it was a widespread feeling now that could only be compared to a pure bliss, as though he was floating on his back in cool, serene pool. He felt strength return to him, vitality renewed. When he was feeling better enough to move, he simply stared at Mia's hands, the way that they swayed in perfect motion, so perfectly beautiful. He slowly ran his gaze up her arms, all the way to her gorgeous face. The way that her sapphire eyes shimmered was magic. Her smile was as easing as the tune that she hummed while she worked. Her blue hair was truly a very mysterious asset that set her apart from other girls. He found this very attractive for some odd reason. It was not only her appearance he found most appealing though, her personality was something different he had never really seen before. She was kind and caring, not to say that other women weren't. She, before he had even known her name, knew this. It seemed almost her nature to be so loving to all people. This made him want to protect her from all harm, for what could she do to deserve any kind of hatred? "There. All done" Isaac was surprised as he had lost track of time just thinking of her. As he regained his awareness, he felt rejuvenated, freed from his pain that the monster had laid upon him. He began to get off the bed. "Don't feel obligated to move around too much, you might be a tad drowsy after that much ply." She voiced this with genuine concern as she could see that he had suffered enough tonight. Isaac proceeded to stand up; he cracked his fingers and moved his neck around a bit. "Just a little stiff, that's all." He said, so as not to trouble her. When he felt as though he had stretched enough, he then began to notice that he still wasn't wearing a shirt from his training at midnight. He went into his bag and pulled out a blue shirt and put it on. Mia then spoke-up; "Your sure your feeling ok? You took quite a beating." "I'd take any amount of torture if only to protect you." He then sat back down on his bed, as Mia was sitting there now.
"I. I was really worried about you out there, that thing could have killed you." "It would have too if Garret and Ivan hadn't helped me. And you, you were my inspiration to fight. You're the reason I picked myself up after getting beaten into the deck."
Mia then fell silent as she pondered those words. She stared at the floor, feeling her face blush madly. Isaac slowly lifted a hand to her face in order to turn her gaze from the floor to him.
"Thank you, for everything." He then drew closer to her; his face was so close to hers, yet he felt miles away. He she then closed the gap between them and kissed him, so softly, as soft as a cherub's song. He felt that this was now true bliss; true happiness that words could only begin to describe. His first kiss, her first kiss, it was nothing like neither had ever anticipated. It seemed as though this token of love would never end, but all and the same, it ended all too quickly. Both parties reluctantly seperated from each other. Mia laid her head back in Isaac's hand, her eyes closed, as she seemed so very distant from him. He felt her smooth skin against his callous hand, and he felt as though they were opposites, yet one and the same. She then said in a near whisper,
".I love you." Isaac responded in kind as she her eyes were still closed
".I love you too." She then fell into his arms and they once again kissed, and held nothing back from each other as they desired too be close to one another.
After much kissing, they fell asleep in his bed, as they were exhausted from the day's events.
*_*_*_*
"Got any threes?"
"Grrrrr." Garret slid the card across the table.
"How 'bout any queens?"
"NO MORE!!!" Garret threw the card at Ivan as he made one last stack.
"That makes another flawless victory!"
"Anyone tell you your no fun to play cards with?"
"Yea, I get that a lot, especially from people who lose all of their money to me."
Garret took out his bag of coins.
"Naa, keep em, I've got plenty.
Garret slowly got up and started heading to his room. He passed Mia's room. "G'night Mia." There was no response. As Garret was very curious to this, he cracked the door open, nobody there. He simply stood in the hall and looked towards Isaac's door, noticing it was still locked. "Lucky sob." "Not as lucky as you were thinking, but yeah, he's pretty damn lucky." Ivan was standing right behind him. "So he didn't." "Nope." "Chivalrous sob." "Dye mind" I'm kinda tired and would like to sleep."
"Yeah, yeah, g'night."
-Authors note- Next fic will be an Ivan/Sheba & Isaac/Mia, thx for all reviews!
When Isaac awoke, he felt as though his whole body glued down by fatigue. He could not move his arms, open his eyes, or open his mouth. Even taking in breath seemed to be a chore." All he could do was listen. "He's not dead, is he? If he is I'll kill my."
"Shut-up you buffoon, he's still moving."
"Dogs wag their tails hours after they die."
"Isaac's not exactly a dog, is he?" "Well sorry, I didn't notice, Short man."
"Yea, skin oppose to fur can be hard to miss."
"If both of you don't be quiet, I won't be able to help Isaac heal."
"I thought you said ply was for cuts and gashes."
"I lied, it does bones too."
"Why you."
"In case you haven't noticed, your still bleeding from earlier, both of you get out!"
"Come on short guy, your gonna help me with the bandages."
"Why should I?"
"Cause you're the reason I needed them in the first place, and if you don't help me, you might find yourself needing a few as well."
"Ok, Ok I get the picture."
He heard footsteps retreat from him and a door slam in the distance. When the room became quiet, he opened his eyes. Though his vision was blurred he immediately knew where he was as he could recognize the brown, wooden roof of his cabin. As he felt bits of strength returning to him, he slowly began to get up. Now clearly recognizing the room around him, he saw one feature that was out of place.
"Mia." he croaked in a raspy voice. In the corner of his dimly lit room, he saw his reason for fighting, checking the doors to make sure they were locked. When she heard his weak voice, she instantly turned to meet his gaze.
"Oh thank the gods, you're awake. I was starting to think you had gone into a coma or something." She then rushed over to his bedside.
"Did I." he began, but was cut off by a finger to his mouth.
"Shhhh, you must save your strength, your still very weak." She proclaimed in a hushed voice. Isaac could do nothing but comply with his caretaker's order. As he lay back down he saw Mia remove her gloves and stretch out her fingers.
"You lie still so I can help you recover." With this she began to chant in tongues he had heard many times. By her pure will, Mia summoned a blue-green aura around her elegant hands, her ply spell. She began to run her hands over his limber body, barely hovering over his figure. As she did this, he was overcome by a strange floating feeling he had experienced many times before. Before he had never been hurt as bad as this. Most of the time it was a small minor wound. Her power would be concentrated at one specific spot. Now his body ached all over, so it was a widespread feeling now that could only be compared to a pure bliss, as though he was floating on his back in cool, serene pool. He felt strength return to him, vitality renewed. When he was feeling better enough to move, he simply stared at Mia's hands, the way that they swayed in perfect motion, so perfectly beautiful. He slowly ran his gaze up her arms, all the way to her gorgeous face. The way that her sapphire eyes shimmered was magic. Her smile was as easing as the tune that she hummed while she worked. Her blue hair was truly a very mysterious asset that set her apart from other girls. He found this very attractive for some odd reason. It was not only her appearance he found most appealing though, her personality was something different he had never really seen before. She was kind and caring, not to say that other women weren't. She, before he had even known her name, knew this. It seemed almost her nature to be so loving to all people. This made him want to protect her from all harm, for what could she do to deserve any kind of hatred? "There. All done" Isaac was surprised as he had lost track of time just thinking of her. As he regained his awareness, he felt rejuvenated, freed from his pain that the monster had laid upon him. He began to get off the bed. "Don't feel obligated to move around too much, you might be a tad drowsy after that much ply." She voiced this with genuine concern as she could see that he had suffered enough tonight. Isaac proceeded to stand up; he cracked his fingers and moved his neck around a bit. "Just a little stiff, that's all." He said, so as not to trouble her. When he felt as though he had stretched enough, he then began to notice that he still wasn't wearing a shirt from his training at midnight. He went into his bag and pulled out a blue shirt and put it on. Mia then spoke-up; "Your sure your feeling ok? You took quite a beating." "I'd take any amount of torture if only to protect you." He then sat back down on his bed, as Mia was sitting there now.
"I. I was really worried about you out there, that thing could have killed you." "It would have too if Garret and Ivan hadn't helped me. And you, you were my inspiration to fight. You're the reason I picked myself up after getting beaten into the deck."
Mia then fell silent as she pondered those words. She stared at the floor, feeling her face blush madly. Isaac slowly lifted a hand to her face in order to turn her gaze from the floor to him.
"Thank you, for everything." He then drew closer to her; his face was so close to hers, yet he felt miles away. He she then closed the gap between them and kissed him, so softly, as soft as a cherub's song. He felt that this was now true bliss; true happiness that words could only begin to describe. His first kiss, her first kiss, it was nothing like neither had ever anticipated. It seemed as though this token of love would never end, but all and the same, it ended all too quickly. Both parties reluctantly seperated from each other. Mia laid her head back in Isaac's hand, her eyes closed, as she seemed so very distant from him. He felt her smooth skin against his callous hand, and he felt as though they were opposites, yet one and the same. She then said in a near whisper,
".I love you." Isaac responded in kind as she her eyes were still closed
".I love you too." She then fell into his arms and they once again kissed, and held nothing back from each other as they desired too be close to one another.
After much kissing, they fell asleep in his bed, as they were exhausted from the day's events.
*_*_*_*
"Got any threes?"
"Grrrrr." Garret slid the card across the table.
"How 'bout any queens?"
"NO MORE!!!" Garret threw the card at Ivan as he made one last stack.
"That makes another flawless victory!"
"Anyone tell you your no fun to play cards with?"
"Yea, I get that a lot, especially from people who lose all of their money to me."
Garret took out his bag of coins.
"Naa, keep em, I've got plenty.
Garret slowly got up and started heading to his room. He passed Mia's room. "G'night Mia." There was no response. As Garret was very curious to this, he cracked the door open, nobody there. He simply stood in the hall and looked towards Isaac's door, noticing it was still locked. "Lucky sob." "Not as lucky as you were thinking, but yeah, he's pretty damn lucky." Ivan was standing right behind him. "So he didn't." "Nope." "Chivalrous sob." "Dye mind" I'm kinda tired and would like to sleep."
"Yeah, yeah, g'night."
-Authors note- Next fic will be an Ivan/Sheba & Isaac/Mia, thx for all reviews!
