It's a shame. I haven't updated this since February. You know why? Because
my laptop keeps breaking and dying on me. ;_; Wah...poor Alex. *pets it*
But anyway, sorry for the delay! Hope this chapter is good, considering I
basically bullshitted it when I found out I haven't updated it for two
months. _;;; This chapter is named after a song by Simple Plan...it rocks
utterly, and you might've heard it on the radio. And now...on to do a book
report! . Enjoy! ^^;
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Waiting to Exhale: Chapter Seven
I'd Do Anything
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It's been eerily quiet and calm down on Chijou.
Too quiet. Too calm.
Hisoka is still a bit shaky, considering he's lost his empathy - the one thing he's had since he was born.
My eyes are still dark red. We still don't know why. Watari is very obviously puzzled. Everytime he looks at either of us, he shakes his head and mutters.
It'd be amusing if it wasn't so worrying.
They're having a staff meeting. I could tell.
They didn't invite either Hisoka or me to the meeting.
I don't know why.
Maybe they thought it would trouble us...?
But with all we've been through, they should know that it would be okay.
It puzzles me.
Fukakai has been bouncing around, cheering most everyone up with the help of Watari - but only I can tell that he's depressed inside.
We've spent a lot of time together while Hisoka stays in the library doing research with the Gushoshin.
He's a good man. And a good friend.
He loves to talk about his family, most especially. Well, only some members of his family. If I ask about people other than his sisters and a handful of cousins, he makes a face and asks, 'Do I haaaaaaave toooooo?'
So I usually let him go.
He keeps me company in this lonely hospital room.
But for now, I have company in Hisoka.
Which seems to make me happier than when it's with Fukakai, as cruel as that sounds.
I'm not sure why.
But in the meanwhile, I'll take the happiness.
Though he's dazed. No empathy means he's not sure how the world works anymore.
It's a horrible thing, losing your power.
What?!
The room just twisted into a black and silver whirlpool...
Hisoka and I grab hands, clenching each other. It'd be horrible to lose each other.
But holding onto each other doesn't work, because all of a sudden, the world goes dark.
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Ow...my head hurts.
My wrists are cold, and there's some kind of cuff made out of leather attaching me to...wherever I am.
It seems to be a metal table, freezing, like the kinds you'll find in a doctor's office.
Oh, god.
I can't see Hisoka anywhere in this room...
But still! I can tell where I am.
Hiryuu.
Hiryuu has gotten ahold of Hisoka and myself.
And all of a sudden, wine red rose petals start falling all around.
Save me...someone...anyone...
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Waiting to Exhale: Chapter Seven
I'd Do Anything
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It's been eerily quiet and calm down on Chijou.
Too quiet. Too calm.
Hisoka is still a bit shaky, considering he's lost his empathy - the one thing he's had since he was born.
My eyes are still dark red. We still don't know why. Watari is very obviously puzzled. Everytime he looks at either of us, he shakes his head and mutters.
It'd be amusing if it wasn't so worrying.
They're having a staff meeting. I could tell.
They didn't invite either Hisoka or me to the meeting.
I don't know why.
Maybe they thought it would trouble us...?
But with all we've been through, they should know that it would be okay.
It puzzles me.
Fukakai has been bouncing around, cheering most everyone up with the help of Watari - but only I can tell that he's depressed inside.
We've spent a lot of time together while Hisoka stays in the library doing research with the Gushoshin.
He's a good man. And a good friend.
He loves to talk about his family, most especially. Well, only some members of his family. If I ask about people other than his sisters and a handful of cousins, he makes a face and asks, 'Do I haaaaaaave toooooo?'
So I usually let him go.
He keeps me company in this lonely hospital room.
But for now, I have company in Hisoka.
Which seems to make me happier than when it's with Fukakai, as cruel as that sounds.
I'm not sure why.
But in the meanwhile, I'll take the happiness.
Though he's dazed. No empathy means he's not sure how the world works anymore.
It's a horrible thing, losing your power.
What?!
The room just twisted into a black and silver whirlpool...
Hisoka and I grab hands, clenching each other. It'd be horrible to lose each other.
But holding onto each other doesn't work, because all of a sudden, the world goes dark.
((((((((((*))))))))))
Ow...my head hurts.
My wrists are cold, and there's some kind of cuff made out of leather attaching me to...wherever I am.
It seems to be a metal table, freezing, like the kinds you'll find in a doctor's office.
Oh, god.
I can't see Hisoka anywhere in this room...
But still! I can tell where I am.
Hiryuu.
Hiryuu has gotten ahold of Hisoka and myself.
And all of a sudden, wine red rose petals start falling all around.
Save me...someone...anyone...
