The Matchmaker

Chapter two of that story that's soon to go on hiatus

Disclaimer: ...Daaaaaaaaang. What happened to my perfect spacing? It's all crappy now. -____-; I don't own GS, and none of you do either, so ha!

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The Matchmaker

Chapter two

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Ivan wasn't the happiest person on the planet right then, stuck under a tree that dripped water onto the bridge of his nose, and Zephyr being gone. He sniffed delicately, wiping water off of his nose. Where was that little mischievous --

A huge roll of thunder jolted his thoughts, and the surprise knocked him off of the only-slightly damp log he was sitting on and into a shallow puddle. With a grumble of thanks to Thor, he sat back up, wrought out the water in his sleeve, and wondered whether he should make a run for Garet's house. Well, he hoped it was Garet's house. A little trail of smoke was seen high above the line of trees, and he decided to make a run for it.

He ran up to the porch, arms flailing wildly over his head. Huge drops dive- bombed for his head, and he cursed lightly under his breath -- nothing Garet on a rampage would be proud of. He dived for the porch, tripping over the first step and landing on the wooden panels with a hard thump.

"Did you hear that?" Someone asked from inside.

"No.. It was probably only thunder."

Hey, no, it's me! Ivan grumbled to himself, pulling his disgruntled self up. That trip he had taken had left him with a serious bump on the head and it moaned for ice. Well, as much ice anyone could wish for when it was this freezing cold. Sighing, he crawled up, and pounded on the door. As the people inside took their time getting the door, he glanced around. Maybe, while he was running around in the woods, his sense of direction had gotten distorted. Considering, this was...

"Ivan!" Isaac exclaimed. Mia joined him, peering at the mass of wet clothes and hair known as the said Jupiter adept. "What are you doing looking so -- Oh yes. You were looking for Zephyr in the rain, weren't you?"

"Not exactly. I was looking for that little idiot and the rain caught up with me."

Ivan shivered as he stepped into the warm room. He saw Garet resting in a chair near the crackling, dancing fire, and he hurried over, to sit down beside him.

"Ivan, are you okay?" Mia asked, worried as Mercury adepts tended to be. "You haven't caught cold or anything, have you?"

"Um, no, not really." He didn't need to trouble her with his worries, he particularly liked Mia's gentle comfort. "I just... Um. Bumped my head on the porch..."

"That's the 'thunder' we heard." Garet spoke, breaking out of his reverie.

"My, Ivan, your head really does make a lot of noise! Is it water-logged or something?" Mia chuckled, walking off to Isaac's kitchen to get him some ice to lessen the bruise.

"Ha ha, very funny, Mia!" He called after her, taking the blanket Isaac offered him. "So, then, Garet. What were you thinking about?"

"Wha--? Thinking about.... About what? I wasn't thinking about anything, except..."

"Food?" Ivan offered. He knew very well that wasn't the answer, but he'd let Garet run out of things to say first before bringing up this subject he was dodging.

"Um, yeah! Food! I haven't had Dora's pudding in a while, y'know? I'm fantasizing about it... All that chocolate..."

"Ah, I see. You'll get your share of pudding at the Festival, if not sooner."

"Oh yeah! The Festival!" Garet was trying desperately to pull Ivan away from the previous subject. 'Playing matchmaker is MY job this time, not Jenna's, not Ivan's, and certainly not my mother's!'

'....Garet playing matchmaker? Jenna and matchmaker are synonymous, but Garet goes with... with... pig!' Ivan thought to himself. Garet was blathering on now, but he only nodded and 'hm'ed every once in a while as he probed into Garet's thoughts. The Mars adept didn't notice a thing, he was too busy trying to entertain him to notice that little thread poke around in his mind.

"And, I'm going to ask Jenna, maybe she still doesn't have a date... You know, girls like to do that sometimes, make a huge deal out of who to accept and all that... Then, they might not even show... Just to make fun of that poor man... Well, it might be me, so I hope Jenna doesn't back out or anything..." Garet continued.

'Of course she won't back out. She'll run.' Ivan sighed to himself.

"So, Garet... do you know who Mia will be going with?"

"Um. I don't know... Maybe..."

"Y'know, Mia would make a good choice. It really strikes me odd, that all the other girls are all giggly and act like porridge around Isaac whenever he goes out... Mia doesn't do that." Ivan tapped his chin in a thoughtful sort of way, making sure to keep his voice down low enough so that neither Venus nor the Mercury adept could overhear their conversation.

"Well, Ivan, Mia's been traveling with us for more than a year. She knows which buttons to push to make him mad, which to push to make him laugh, and she knows he snores sometimes!" Isaac perked at the fact they knew he snored.

"I do not snore!" He cried.

"Yes, you do." Garet sighed.

"I was sick! And besides, Garet, you snore every night! I remember those nights on the ship, you would snore endlessly, and when I got up in the morning, I almost dropped off the deck, because I was so sleepy from being awake with your SNORING!" Isaac waved his hands frantically.

"You do snore!" Garet argued. "You do!"

"Do not! Not on a daily basis!"

"Do to!"

"Do not!"

'Oh brother. And I thought Isaac was supposed to be mature...' Ivan yawned, glancing at an old clock on the wall, which needed to be re-wound every two nights to ensure it kept on ticking. It read eight. He glanced out the window - buckets, still. How long would he need to stay in the company of these children? He sighed and rubbed at his forehead tentatively.

"Boys, stop squabbling like chickens!"

"You're comparing me to a chicken?"

"You act like one sometimes, Garet!" Mia said exasperatedly. "Honestly! Chickens... Here, Ivan. Put this on your head."

Ivan gratefully took the special ice wrapped in a cloth. It was 'Mia's Ice,' as everyone called it. It was ice that was created Psynergetically, therefore, it would only melt once she said so, or after a few days. The ice wasn't enough to make his head hurt even more, as cold things often did (Brainfreeze! Urgh!), but it was a splendid sort of coolness that reduced the swelling.

"Do you think you need Ply?" The healer asked him, throwing a glance towards the now-still 'chickens.'

"...I don't think so. Thank you, Mia."

"Let's just hope you didn't get a cold. That'd be terrible..."

"'Cause he'd pass it on to everyone else!" Garet snorted.

"If everyone else got sick, it wouldn't matter. If YOU got sick, thought, it'd be something else." Ivan said. The last time Garet had gotten the flu, oh... The gods had definitely cursed them for something stupid they did. "Mia can take care of things perfectly fine, but if you up and decided to get sick, it'll be chaos."

"I don't think I can tolerate a flood of tissues everytime I open the door, Garet. .....That's my reason why I didn't visit as much as you wanted me to." Isaac blinked at his fellow chicken.

"Hey, shut up! You chicken." Garet gave Isaac the 'Evil Glare of Death' that came free with every Mars adept.

"Hmph. You're a chicklet, Garet." Mia clucked.

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The rest of the day went on rather smoothly. The rain went on relentlessly over Vale, never stopping to take a breath and let the clouds break. Ivan napped in his chair, and Garet took a snooze on Isaac's guest bed. Mia continued to clean up, made hennish comments and gave medical attention to whoever managed to clamber through the rain to Isaac's house.

When Ivan awoke from his nap, he found all was still. Garet's room was silent - for once. But when he peeked around the chair, he found Mia asleep on the couch. (.........DID they have couches then? o_o; I must know!) Being as careful as possible, he peeked further around. Mia looked so completely peaceful, sitting there, lounging, rather, with cheeks slightly flushed, eyelashes pointed downwards, and a waterfall of blue hair flowing around her, like an aura of heavenliness. And...

Isaac was staring at her!

At his little discovery, Ivan covered his mouth to keep from saying or doing anything else that would get his head chopped off. Their leader was staring at the healer, watching her with rapt fascination.

'My oh my!'

There was no way for him to go back to sleep now.

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Wah. Sorries for the delay! ^_^ I'm so proud of myself! Me gotsa reviews from Midnight C and Triad! Whoozazz! Now, answers to those reviews...!

RS: .....Buh? Is that supposed to be a good thing or a bad thing? oo;

Tsuka: Whee! Thankies! ^^

PhishyKiss: As always, support is eagerly accepted! I hope I will!

Wayward Son: ::Sniffle:: Oh, you ARE so nice! Waaaaaaah! People do love me! ^__^

[Stephanie: o_O; That's scary.]

[Luana: At this rate, her popularity level must be going down the drain...]

[Stephanie: ...Why don't people love ME?]

[Luana: Oo; You're too scary to love.]

[Stephanie: Look who's talking!]

[Luana: Can I help it if Taku-chan's blind?]

[Stephanie: Get him glasses! ::Grumps off::]

::Hugz him:: Wah! Here, you can have this! ::Gives him a bunch o' flowers:: I don't know why, but have 'em!

Triad Orion: ^_^ A review from the famed Triad! I'm so honored...! Thank you!!!

Midnight C: 0____0;; I got a review from MIDNIGHT? OHYEGODS! ::Gets cardiac:: Wah! What did I ever do to deserve an honor like this? Oh, thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou! ^____________________________^

Yes! I love you all peoples! ^_^ I'm ready to climb that hellish block that... Er... Blocks my path! I shall CONQUER it, so that I may please the rest of you!

[Stephanie: ....What block? o_o; I don't see any block. ]

My WRITER'S block, dangit! Graah!

[Stephanie: Yeah. Whatever. -_-;; Anyhows, me's here to tell ya...]

Hey! I'm saying it! T_T

[Stephanie: ...Meep.]

There will be other pairings in this story! ....Rather obvious ones. But... Yeah. I might also write another one... About... Isaac being an actor and all... And being a vamp... Yeeeeeh. ^^ Maybe. If I clear up all the messes known as my fics... Yeppers.

[Stephanie: Stay tuned for Mia next chapter! ^_^]

Whee..... Mia! ^_^ What fun! See ya peeps!