~falling for you~
by yumeko
(disclaimer: refer to chapter 1 if it's that important.)
The young girl walked tirelessly, but sore, on the dirt pathway with Bobot who was stumbling to keep up with her fast paces forward.
Precis obviously had kept her stamina and adrenaline up by simply remembering this was a journey for LOVE! Love for Claude! To triumph over evil! And to show the world that Precis was pursing her love!
Love, love, love… she thought to her self with delight.
As she chanted mentally or sometimes even sang out "Love!" she began to notice her legs began to burn with ache and every step was heavier and heavier. Suddenly, she stopped for a moment on the road and called out to no one, "I'm tired!!!"
Bobot tripped at her abrupt movement, and then looked up to blink at Precis.
The girl sighed miserably. Looking around, she realized she wasn't near Hilton at all. Not at all. But, in the distance there was the Castle, Lacour… Yes! She could take a break there! Just a break of course, she couldn't sleep at the hotels, which were usually expensive.
But, the sun was setting. And she had to save her money for food and maybe a souvenir.
"ARGH!" she shrieked to no one, once more. This was all… all whoever ripped out the darn page's fault! She had climbed the TALLEST ladder to get to the TALLEST shelf and reached out to get the BIGGEST book there and she flipped through for her Love Potion, or Aphrodite's Kiss, and when she flipped there, the only thing showing of a Love Potion was a cleanly ripped portion of the page with nothing useful showing on it.
She blew air out her mouth. But, Precis had said she would go to Mars for info there. And her father did argue about it, but she was the one who said it was a journey for love… And he simply sighed and said, "I can't stop you, can I?"
And which there was a mushy farewell, just like on her first adventure, between her father and herself. She did not feel like remembering that part.
With another sigh, she looked over to her mechanical companion and said, "Well, the only thing to do is to keep going, right?"
Bobot did not reply, for he had gone into screensaver mode, which was taking a nap.
Precis stared at him for quite a while and had an idea. This was going to help her a LOT. Why didn't she think of this before? This was going to make this MUCH more easier. But, she hoped she still had the skill…
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then shrieked, "HEY BARNEY!!!!!!!!!"
Nothing.
She felt herself begin to burn with anger once more and MUCH more vigorously screamed out this time, letting the echo reach all around the hills, "BARNEY, YOU BETTER GET OVER HERE, YOU STUPID, STUPID, IDIOTIC RABBIT BEFORE I SHOVE THIS CONTRAPTION UP YOUR--"
The next thing she knew a colossal bunny came bouncing over. It was pink, quite fluffy, and did not… well; it wasn't the smartest looking thing around. But, it was big enough to have up to 12 people, at the most, on his back.
The bunny smiled in an idiotic, yet cute, content way at Precis. Precis smiled back being content with the fact she no longer had to walk.
She climbed onto his back, carrying Bobot in her arms. God, it had been a long time since she had ridden on him. That's probably why the bunny smiled! The only time they had ridden on him was before they had to save the universe. And she remembered how much Noel had freaked out to see one face-to-face, instead of at the races, and loved that thing like a child.
She put her memories behind her and headed for Lacour castle, whistling all the way.
~*~
Ashton Anchors was an unlucky man.
He seemed to be like this since the beginning of his life. He could've said he was cursed because of 2 dragons, one blue and one red. They both were named Gyoro and Ururun, by one of his friends, which they saved the world together.
Well, at least he had saved the world with his friends… No, mainly Claude did. Claude was lucky. First off, he did not have two dragons stuck on his back. And he had a major past and problem with him, which probably set the journey in the first place. And Claude had most of the girls in love with him. Although, everyone in the group could tell, Claude and Rena were made for each other. And Ashton thought it was fine, even romantic… Which guy in this world called a pairing "romantic"? He sighed at his differences.
Well, everyone in the group could tell Claude and Rena were a couple except a certain hyper girl. Yes, it was Precis. Even if Claude and Rena were making out, Precis would probably do something to get between them, and then forget about it and hang all over poor Claude the next day. But, by the time they had returned to Expel, Precis… well, she did not like Rena.
But, Precis was still actually rather cute. You know, the way she got angry, the way she was suddenly happy, how she would whine…
There he goes again, Ururun, thinking about Precis. God, if you love her so much, then marry her!
Quiet Gyoro! But, I must admit Ashton; you do tend to think about her a lot.
Ashton, not for the first time in his life, turned a bright red and yelled out loud, "Stop listening to my thoughts! It's rude! And when I think of Precis THAT way it's not… not that I'm in love with her!"
Everyone in the bar looked up at him at stared.
His blush darkened and he apologized to everyone there and dashed out.
Ashton sighed. He had made an ass of himself and not for the first time in his life. But, there was no changing it. The customary thing would happen; Gyoro could care less and Ururun would apologize for what they did.
We apologize Ashton, Ururun said hastily. For making you yell like that, rather suddenly.
You see that one guy staring at you? He was about to laugh. Now, that is quite funny.
GYORO!!!!, the blue dragon snapped at the snickering red one.
Ashton just let his head droop and said, "Yeah, whatever…"
By the time Ashton looked up, he was already in front of Lacour's hotel, where he would be temporarily staying. Everywhere he went was temporary. He just didn't have one place to stay home to. But, he had enough sulking today, so he headed straight in.
As soon as he stepped in, he heard a familiar, high, cute, complain-y voice talking-arguing with someone.
He blinked at the site and the words just came barely off his tongue.
"Precis?"
~*~
"EXCUSE ME. But, I have money, so I am a PAYING customer, now give me my room key!" the girl said, her voice level increasing rapidly and acridly.
"Sorry, but once again, I need to see you with a guardian. Now leave me alone, will you? It's getting late."
"WHAT!? I'm 18 years old. 18!!!!!!" Precis shrieked.
The man at the counter began to get nervous, "Well, you certainly don't look it. You are rather short. And don't scream, I might get complaints you know--I barely got this job…"
"I don't CARE if you get fired! You DESERVE to get fired. I bet you got fired LOTS of times. And I AM 18! And you think I'm too young! And I'm SURE an 18-year old can handle it! I'm PAYING too! So, why should it matter!?! Don't jerks like you just want to get paid?!"
The man flinched at her words as if they were true. He countered with his sharp tongue, exclaiming, "FIRST OFF, with YOUR attitude, I don't think I'll EVER let someone like you into this hotel and second off you little--"
"She's with me."
The both turned to see the tall, dark haired, man with his two dragons behind him. Or rather, attached to him.
"Oh… Ashton", the man at the register said lightly.
Precis, on the other hand, mouth dropped a bit open. Her emerald eyes lit up at the sight of him. And she turned to the man at the counter and said, "Well, of course I'm with him!"
Ashton smiled nervously, and placed his hand on Precis's hair and said smoothly, "Yes, my sister is visiting me. Right, Precis?"
Precis smiled nervously as well, and said, "Yup, that's right bro!"
The two gave a very fake family light off and the man suspected it greatly. But, he let the tired side of him let it go, anyway. "Fine. Just… just get out of my sight, now, alright?"
Precis scooped Bobot up in her arms, and hurried up to catch up with her "bro", who was walking rather hastily.
Of course, not before sticking out her tongue and the stubborn man.
(a/n: Yay! Reviews! I love you guys. Special thanks to my reviewers:
White Witch - ^^; Yes, Precis does tend to act like she owns Claude. And that's why she goes so well with Ashton. Way too many hints they go together! I'd love to read any fanfics that come up by you. Thanks!
Reflections - Thanks for the review! I hope I did catch Precis's personality. @_@;
PrEttY_in_YeLLoW - Yeah, I hope the plot goes well. Lotsa fluff. Thanks!
One does not know how much reviews make a novice author happy. Oh, by the way, it's two years later in this fanfic, so that's why she's 18.
Well, I will continue to try to mention all those that review. Please keep r/r-ing.)
