The Matchmaker
Whooza! Chapter three of the story that will eventually be forgotten...
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Disclaimer: ^^; Well, y'all know I dun own GS, or GSII for that matter... But ha! You guys don't either! ...Right? o_o Poor ol' Mia, something bad happens to her in this chapter.... On account of me and Stephanie! ^___^
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The Matchmaker
Chapter three
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Sunlight streamed in through the open window, warming her with its rays, but the cool wind from the north chilled her face and hands. Raising a hand was an effort to block out the rays. (For some reason, my fingers keep on pressing 'rawys.' o_o;) Mia squinted in the early morning sun, sitting up slowly, and trying to remember where she was.
"Good morning, Mia!"
"Uh-wuh?" The disoriented Mercury adept turned slowly at the voice, rubbing at an eye sleepily. "...Ivan?"
"Yeah, it's me, Mia. You had a busy day yesterday, what with me falling and all those flu-symptoms flying about in this weather... D'you want some breakfast? Dora is in the kitchen." Ivan held out a hand, and she took it. He smiled, and for some reason, that smile on his face didn't make that funny feeling in the pit of her stomach go away. It wasn't an innocent smile (Ivan rarely innocently smiled), but it seemed to scream out, 'Be curious!'
Mia blinked.
She WAS curious.
Mia pressed that little bit of curiosity to the corner of her brain, deciding to take it out and unravel its mysteries later, when there was a lull in her work.
The ground seemed to lurch under her feet, and she sighed, and rubbed her temples. Ivan was asking her what was wrong, but it sounded slurred and unreal. The light of the sun seemed too bright, and she closed her eyes against it. She took a slow step, but --
"Argh! Mia! Are you alright?" Ivan stumbled under the young woman's weight, pressing a hand to her forehead. It was hot, but maybe from sleeping in the sun's direct light...? He hoped. "Isaac! Help me!" He shouted.
The Venus adept appeared, blonde head popping out of an open doorway.
"Ivan? What's wrong?"
"Can't you see?" Ivan said exasperatedly. Isaac's blue eyes shifted over to the unconscious Mia.
"Mia! Oh, Sol, what happened?"
"...I think she might be overworked... Or maybe, the flu symptom found its way to her." Ivan said worriedly, gripping Mia's shoulders as Isaac made a quick check of her face.
"She looks fine... A little paler than normal, perhaps."
"Exactly... Let's get her into a proper bed, and then we can figure out what's wrong with her."
"Put her in my bed, since Garet's still sleeping in the guest room. C'mon." Isaac glanced between his long-time crush and one of his best friends. "Um. Give her to me."
"What?"
"Here." Isaac stooped and picked up Mia with ease. Ivan watched as he began to walk up the stairs, taking care to make sure her hair didn't catch on anything, and cradling her body to his protectively. "Hey! Ivan, get up here!"
"Coming...!" Ivan sighed and bounded up the stairs, two at a time.
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"It's another one of those epidemics, dear. The rain only makes it worse... Don't fret. She'll be perfectly fine in a few days' time." Dora said, noticing the changing expressions on her son's face. "Similar to what I was sick with" -- She saw his tight face, and added hurriedly -- "Only many degrees less severe. By the way, who's going to take care of the patients?"
"I'll borrow some of Mia's potions and Djinn, and Isaac has his own healing powers. We'll chip off some Psynergy stones sometime today." Ivan answered, placing a hand on his friend's sagging shoulder.
"Alright then, dears. I'm going down to make some soup. Tell me if her condition ever changes, okay?" Isaac and Ivan nodded, and with one last glance at the pale Mercury adept, Dora's slight frame disappeared from view.
"Fizz, Spritz, the rest of you, come out here." Ivan held out a hand, palm up. Fizz popped out of Mia's tunic, other little blue squeaking Djinn following.
/Is she sick?/ Fizz asked, peering at his mistress.
"Yes, she is. But don't bother trying to heal her. Mia is strong enough to battle this out on her own, and besides, the people of Vale need us more." Ivan glanced down at the spotless floor, trying to avoid the Djinni's severe gaze. He knew Fizz was close to Mia, they were childhood friends, after all. "I, um, need some of you to attach to me, so that I can heal the patients."
/Why?/
"Because... Potions and herbs alone won't heal some of them."
/Our mistress.../
"I..." Ivan looked at Isaac, who was fiddling with the edge of his shirt, "I'll let... Isaac watch over her. You can trust him, right?"
"Ivan!" Isaac cried.
/Yes, we can./ Fizz glanced at the unconscious Mia. /I'll stay. You can take Spritz, Hail, Mist, and Tonic./
Ivan nodded, not wanting to argue with a tiny yet extremely powerful Mercury elemental.
"You'll be okay, right, Isaac?" Ivan stood, poking at Mist, who was stationed on his head. He yelped as the Mercury Djinni bit his finger, and the others giggled in their high-pitched voices. "...Isaac?"
"Um. Yeah." He blinked slowly, sighing and sitting up straighter in his chair.
"Boys! There's a patient!" Dora called up. "Yes, yes, Mr. Halloway, sit by the fire and dry yourself out..."
"I'll go! Fizz, don't kill Isaac!" Ivan waved a goodbye, then ran out, snatching up Mia's bag that Dora had left behind.
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Mia shifted, uncomfortable with so much weight on her body at one time. She opened weary eyes, finding two pairs of kind blue eyes staring back at her.
"Mia, dear, you've awakened. We were starting to get worried about you."
"Mom, she's only been asleep for a few hours."
"Isaac, if somebody ever happens to catch the flu and falls unconscious, they're bound to wake up in an hour or two's time."
"How... How long have I... been asleep?" Mia stammered, the throbbing in her forehead taking away all ability to talk normally.
"Four and a half hours." Isaac said, glancing at another old clock that his father had carved for him. He sighed. "Mia, promise me you'll get better soon."
"Of... Of course I will." Mia said indignantly. "I'm not... Garet, after all..."
"I'll go get some of that soup. Are you cold, Mia?" Dora stood.
"No... Rather... I'm kind of hot..." She coughed.
"Isaac, pull off some of those heavy blankets, will you? They're suffocating her, and we don't want THAT to happen." Dora gave him a knowing wink, and a blush rose to his cheeks.
"Um..." Isaac stood beside her, hands trembling slightly. In all of the time they were traveling, Mia had never been this sick. It had always been only a cough, a sore throat, or a very light fever they could easily handle. He peeled off the top blanket, then the next. When he asked her if she was still hot, she responded that she still was. He continued the tedious task of pulling off all the blankets he and his mother had pulled on...
"Isaac... Um. I'm cold..." She said apologetically. Isaac gave her a small smile.
"It's okay. We're all finicky during sick periods."
"Are you saying I'm finicky?" Mia cried, chucking a nearby pillow at him, laughing.
"Argh! no, I'm not! Well, maybe you are, throwing perfectly fine pillows at me... What did the pillow ever do to you?" Isaac picked up the thrown pillow, puffing it back up, then tossing it back at her.
"It decided to go flat on me." Mia stuck her tongue out at him, and Fizz squeaked under the pillow.
'Mother's taking an awfully long time with the soup...' Isaac thought, pulling up one blanket, then going over to fluff another pillow. As he did this, Mia sighed and leaned against him, eyelids fluttering shut. He meeped, and slowly retracted his arms from the pillow. Fizz, Sleet, and Dew squeaked under a pillow. Isaac glared at them and motioned for them to be quiet.
"Not a word of this to Mia!" He hissed, pulling at the leg of a chair with his foot. He sat down, sighing and stroking the silky blue hair. He tucked her head under his chin, and stroked her face.
This had never happened on their journeys, either.
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Garet watched with laughing eyes. So it seemed the pair were already falling in love by themselves, but maybe they needed an extra push in the right direction? Yeah, maybe. He heard a knock at the door, and ran back downstairs, seeing Ivan busy with an elderly woman. He opened the door to find a wet and blinking Jenna holding a small bundle.
"Wh-what are you doing here?"
"What am *I* doing here? I'm here to deliver a few things to Ivan and Isaac's mother."
"Eh, what's for me?" Ivan bounded up, leaving the cantankerous old woman to her things for a little while.
"I found the little thing stuck in a bush. It's yours, isn't it?" Jenna offered the little package, and Ivan pulled off the cloth off hurriedly. Zephyr looked around at the busy world before him, before turning to face his relieved owner.
"Thank you, Jenna! I forgot about Zephyr... Since we've been so busy..." Ivan gestured to the people around the room. Jenna made a face.
"D'you know where Isaac's mother is? This is for her."
"Oh! She should be up with Isaac and Mia."
"Isaac and Mia?" She asked, puzzled.
"Um. Mia's caught the flu, and Isaac and Dora are taking care of her."
"Does she have a bad case?" Jenna followed Ivan, Garet falling into step behind her.
"Sort of. Dizziness, a high fever... That sort of stuff. At least she isn't delirious. Like YOU were, once, Garet." Ivan shot a glare at their spiky- haired friend, and Garet hrmphed.
"At least I've never been high on chocolate."
"Shut up." Ivan retorted.
"Ma'am!" Jenna said, peeking into the room, interrupting the boys' 'interesting' conversation. "My grandmother made honey bread, the kind you like!"
"Oh, Jenna... Thank you so much. If you could, would you take it to the kitchen?" Dora appeared, smiling, and wiping at her forehead.
"Garet, you can take it, can't you? Don't eat any of it, or pain will follow!" She gave Garet the plate, and the heavenly smell of it captivated him. He knew Jenna could pack a punch, though, so he carried it as quickly as he could back down.
"Oh, Mia, Mia, Mia...." Jenna sighed, as she sat down beside Isaac, hands in her lap. "Whoever knew you could get the flu?"
"Nobody's invincible." Mia replied, taking the soup Isaac offered her. "I can feed myself, Isaac!"
"You're weak, Mia. The flu has taken a toll on you." Isaac took back the soup bowl.
"Here, I'll do it. You'll probably drown her, Isaac." Jenna snatched the bowl from him, making sure with care that nothing went down the wrong way.
Mia watched Isaac, as he stood and paced the room, looked at the clock, then continued pacing. He looked cute when he was worried... About her.
Cute?
Mia blinked, seeing Jenna's mischievous smile.
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Gomen, ne? ^_^;; This chapter was a bit slow... But didn't you like the start of the Isaac/Mia-ness? Heehee! And yeah, there'll be some Garet/Jenna stuff later... And who knows, maybe even Ivan's love will show up later...
[Stephanie: You jinxed it.]
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You guys are so nice, really... I love you all! ^_^ I feel so special...
[Stephanie: Cuz you are 'special.']
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[Stephanie: ...Yeah, I guess...]
Next chapter will feature Jenna! I know, this chapter didn't have much of Mia, but it was okay enough, wasn't it? R+R!
[Stephanie: Read, rest, relax and then review! ^_^]
Uh. Yeah. o_o See you then... I'm gonna go bash raven. ^^
Whooza! Chapter three of the story that will eventually be forgotten...
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Disclaimer: ^^; Well, y'all know I dun own GS, or GSII for that matter... But ha! You guys don't either! ...Right? o_o Poor ol' Mia, something bad happens to her in this chapter.... On account of me and Stephanie! ^___^
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The Matchmaker
Chapter three
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Sunlight streamed in through the open window, warming her with its rays, but the cool wind from the north chilled her face and hands. Raising a hand was an effort to block out the rays. (For some reason, my fingers keep on pressing 'rawys.' o_o;) Mia squinted in the early morning sun, sitting up slowly, and trying to remember where she was.
"Good morning, Mia!"
"Uh-wuh?" The disoriented Mercury adept turned slowly at the voice, rubbing at an eye sleepily. "...Ivan?"
"Yeah, it's me, Mia. You had a busy day yesterday, what with me falling and all those flu-symptoms flying about in this weather... D'you want some breakfast? Dora is in the kitchen." Ivan held out a hand, and she took it. He smiled, and for some reason, that smile on his face didn't make that funny feeling in the pit of her stomach go away. It wasn't an innocent smile (Ivan rarely innocently smiled), but it seemed to scream out, 'Be curious!'
Mia blinked.
She WAS curious.
Mia pressed that little bit of curiosity to the corner of her brain, deciding to take it out and unravel its mysteries later, when there was a lull in her work.
The ground seemed to lurch under her feet, and she sighed, and rubbed her temples. Ivan was asking her what was wrong, but it sounded slurred and unreal. The light of the sun seemed too bright, and she closed her eyes against it. She took a slow step, but --
"Argh! Mia! Are you alright?" Ivan stumbled under the young woman's weight, pressing a hand to her forehead. It was hot, but maybe from sleeping in the sun's direct light...? He hoped. "Isaac! Help me!" He shouted.
The Venus adept appeared, blonde head popping out of an open doorway.
"Ivan? What's wrong?"
"Can't you see?" Ivan said exasperatedly. Isaac's blue eyes shifted over to the unconscious Mia.
"Mia! Oh, Sol, what happened?"
"...I think she might be overworked... Or maybe, the flu symptom found its way to her." Ivan said worriedly, gripping Mia's shoulders as Isaac made a quick check of her face.
"She looks fine... A little paler than normal, perhaps."
"Exactly... Let's get her into a proper bed, and then we can figure out what's wrong with her."
"Put her in my bed, since Garet's still sleeping in the guest room. C'mon." Isaac glanced between his long-time crush and one of his best friends. "Um. Give her to me."
"What?"
"Here." Isaac stooped and picked up Mia with ease. Ivan watched as he began to walk up the stairs, taking care to make sure her hair didn't catch on anything, and cradling her body to his protectively. "Hey! Ivan, get up here!"
"Coming...!" Ivan sighed and bounded up the stairs, two at a time.
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"It's another one of those epidemics, dear. The rain only makes it worse... Don't fret. She'll be perfectly fine in a few days' time." Dora said, noticing the changing expressions on her son's face. "Similar to what I was sick with" -- She saw his tight face, and added hurriedly -- "Only many degrees less severe. By the way, who's going to take care of the patients?"
"I'll borrow some of Mia's potions and Djinn, and Isaac has his own healing powers. We'll chip off some Psynergy stones sometime today." Ivan answered, placing a hand on his friend's sagging shoulder.
"Alright then, dears. I'm going down to make some soup. Tell me if her condition ever changes, okay?" Isaac and Ivan nodded, and with one last glance at the pale Mercury adept, Dora's slight frame disappeared from view.
"Fizz, Spritz, the rest of you, come out here." Ivan held out a hand, palm up. Fizz popped out of Mia's tunic, other little blue squeaking Djinn following.
/Is she sick?/ Fizz asked, peering at his mistress.
"Yes, she is. But don't bother trying to heal her. Mia is strong enough to battle this out on her own, and besides, the people of Vale need us more." Ivan glanced down at the spotless floor, trying to avoid the Djinni's severe gaze. He knew Fizz was close to Mia, they were childhood friends, after all. "I, um, need some of you to attach to me, so that I can heal the patients."
/Why?/
"Because... Potions and herbs alone won't heal some of them."
/Our mistress.../
"I..." Ivan looked at Isaac, who was fiddling with the edge of his shirt, "I'll let... Isaac watch over her. You can trust him, right?"
"Ivan!" Isaac cried.
/Yes, we can./ Fizz glanced at the unconscious Mia. /I'll stay. You can take Spritz, Hail, Mist, and Tonic./
Ivan nodded, not wanting to argue with a tiny yet extremely powerful Mercury elemental.
"You'll be okay, right, Isaac?" Ivan stood, poking at Mist, who was stationed on his head. He yelped as the Mercury Djinni bit his finger, and the others giggled in their high-pitched voices. "...Isaac?"
"Um. Yeah." He blinked slowly, sighing and sitting up straighter in his chair.
"Boys! There's a patient!" Dora called up. "Yes, yes, Mr. Halloway, sit by the fire and dry yourself out..."
"I'll go! Fizz, don't kill Isaac!" Ivan waved a goodbye, then ran out, snatching up Mia's bag that Dora had left behind.
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Mia shifted, uncomfortable with so much weight on her body at one time. She opened weary eyes, finding two pairs of kind blue eyes staring back at her.
"Mia, dear, you've awakened. We were starting to get worried about you."
"Mom, she's only been asleep for a few hours."
"Isaac, if somebody ever happens to catch the flu and falls unconscious, they're bound to wake up in an hour or two's time."
"How... How long have I... been asleep?" Mia stammered, the throbbing in her forehead taking away all ability to talk normally.
"Four and a half hours." Isaac said, glancing at another old clock that his father had carved for him. He sighed. "Mia, promise me you'll get better soon."
"Of... Of course I will." Mia said indignantly. "I'm not... Garet, after all..."
"I'll go get some of that soup. Are you cold, Mia?" Dora stood.
"No... Rather... I'm kind of hot..." She coughed.
"Isaac, pull off some of those heavy blankets, will you? They're suffocating her, and we don't want THAT to happen." Dora gave him a knowing wink, and a blush rose to his cheeks.
"Um..." Isaac stood beside her, hands trembling slightly. In all of the time they were traveling, Mia had never been this sick. It had always been only a cough, a sore throat, or a very light fever they could easily handle. He peeled off the top blanket, then the next. When he asked her if she was still hot, she responded that she still was. He continued the tedious task of pulling off all the blankets he and his mother had pulled on...
"Isaac... Um. I'm cold..." She said apologetically. Isaac gave her a small smile.
"It's okay. We're all finicky during sick periods."
"Are you saying I'm finicky?" Mia cried, chucking a nearby pillow at him, laughing.
"Argh! no, I'm not! Well, maybe you are, throwing perfectly fine pillows at me... What did the pillow ever do to you?" Isaac picked up the thrown pillow, puffing it back up, then tossing it back at her.
"It decided to go flat on me." Mia stuck her tongue out at him, and Fizz squeaked under the pillow.
'Mother's taking an awfully long time with the soup...' Isaac thought, pulling up one blanket, then going over to fluff another pillow. As he did this, Mia sighed and leaned against him, eyelids fluttering shut. He meeped, and slowly retracted his arms from the pillow. Fizz, Sleet, and Dew squeaked under a pillow. Isaac glared at them and motioned for them to be quiet.
"Not a word of this to Mia!" He hissed, pulling at the leg of a chair with his foot. He sat down, sighing and stroking the silky blue hair. He tucked her head under his chin, and stroked her face.
This had never happened on their journeys, either.
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Garet watched with laughing eyes. So it seemed the pair were already falling in love by themselves, but maybe they needed an extra push in the right direction? Yeah, maybe. He heard a knock at the door, and ran back downstairs, seeing Ivan busy with an elderly woman. He opened the door to find a wet and blinking Jenna holding a small bundle.
"Wh-what are you doing here?"
"What am *I* doing here? I'm here to deliver a few things to Ivan and Isaac's mother."
"Eh, what's for me?" Ivan bounded up, leaving the cantankerous old woman to her things for a little while.
"I found the little thing stuck in a bush. It's yours, isn't it?" Jenna offered the little package, and Ivan pulled off the cloth off hurriedly. Zephyr looked around at the busy world before him, before turning to face his relieved owner.
"Thank you, Jenna! I forgot about Zephyr... Since we've been so busy..." Ivan gestured to the people around the room. Jenna made a face.
"D'you know where Isaac's mother is? This is for her."
"Oh! She should be up with Isaac and Mia."
"Isaac and Mia?" She asked, puzzled.
"Um. Mia's caught the flu, and Isaac and Dora are taking care of her."
"Does she have a bad case?" Jenna followed Ivan, Garet falling into step behind her.
"Sort of. Dizziness, a high fever... That sort of stuff. At least she isn't delirious. Like YOU were, once, Garet." Ivan shot a glare at their spiky- haired friend, and Garet hrmphed.
"At least I've never been high on chocolate."
"Shut up." Ivan retorted.
"Ma'am!" Jenna said, peeking into the room, interrupting the boys' 'interesting' conversation. "My grandmother made honey bread, the kind you like!"
"Oh, Jenna... Thank you so much. If you could, would you take it to the kitchen?" Dora appeared, smiling, and wiping at her forehead.
"Garet, you can take it, can't you? Don't eat any of it, or pain will follow!" She gave Garet the plate, and the heavenly smell of it captivated him. He knew Jenna could pack a punch, though, so he carried it as quickly as he could back down.
"Oh, Mia, Mia, Mia...." Jenna sighed, as she sat down beside Isaac, hands in her lap. "Whoever knew you could get the flu?"
"Nobody's invincible." Mia replied, taking the soup Isaac offered her. "I can feed myself, Isaac!"
"You're weak, Mia. The flu has taken a toll on you." Isaac took back the soup bowl.
"Here, I'll do it. You'll probably drown her, Isaac." Jenna snatched the bowl from him, making sure with care that nothing went down the wrong way.
Mia watched Isaac, as he stood and paced the room, looked at the clock, then continued pacing. He looked cute when he was worried... About her.
Cute?
Mia blinked, seeing Jenna's mischievous smile.
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Gomen, ne? ^_^;; This chapter was a bit slow... But didn't you like the start of the Isaac/Mia-ness? Heehee! And yeah, there'll be some Garet/Jenna stuff later... And who knows, maybe even Ivan's love will show up later...
[Stephanie: You jinxed it.]
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You guys are so nice, really... I love you all! ^_^ I feel so special...
[Stephanie: Cuz you are 'special.']
--; Look who's talkin'!
[Stephanie: ...Yeah, I guess...]
Next chapter will feature Jenna! I know, this chapter didn't have much of Mia, but it was okay enough, wasn't it? R+R!
[Stephanie: Read, rest, relax and then review! ^_^]
Uh. Yeah. o_o See you then... I'm gonna go bash raven. ^^
