Love Line

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Chapter 13 - Questions Answered

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[Again stares at title]

Well, again I seem to be at a loss for good titles... Oh, well...

Last chapter made me question Alex's role in the story, and made me wonder: should I do more of Alex?

I'm currently wasting my time playing in Islet Cave, where the Wonder Birds make leveling up go at lightspeed. Now if only the bosses regenerated...

Note to Rain Child - While it might seem like you're one of the few Isaac/Jenna followers, just remain strong!! I really believe that the game is Isaac/Jenna (wait till you read the ending post-lighthouse...), and to tell the truth, the whole Garet -trying-to-save-Mia bit is a little too large to ignore...

Note to Dragona (and all other Isaac/Mia fans) - Despite what you told me about I/M with Jenna liking Isaac, go back to Contigo. (Or better yet, to where you first meet Karst...) :-)

Small note of interest - when you slay the serpent of Gaia Rock, give the doll to Lady Uzume. Then read Kushinadas mind. Here's the dialog:

Kushinada - Someday, Susa and I will have a son, and we will name him Takeru. When he goes to sleep at night, I will tell him the story of your geat deeds and your quest.

Kushinada (Mind Read) - If Felix's descendants are ever in trouble, our Takeru will rush to their aid.

Does this seem like a hint of a possible Golden Sun 3???

And since Sheba's trying to kill me -

I DO NOT OWN GOLDEN SUN

I DO NOT OWN NINTENDO

I DO NOT LIKE GREEN EGGS AND HAM

I DO NOT LIKE THEM SAM I AM

Sheba - But you apparently like bumps on the head...

Oh, S---

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Felix sat in the chair next to the bed, pondering his recent experiance. After aiding Susa in slaying the serpant of Gaia Rock, they had all taken a well deserved rest at Izumo's inn. Felix chuckled at the thought of leaving poor Piers at the bar with Kraden; Piers may have been able to tolerate the local ale, but Kraden was never able to have more than one without side-affects. The result was a secretive Lemurian being the target of an elderly drunk's questions...

Standing up, he walked towards the window, glancing at the many dancing natives. Amongst them was a maroon-haired temptress, dancing with her arms around her invisible lover. Felix knew who she danced with, and knew that once those two were united, he'd never be able to seperate them. How lucky his sister was, to know her love, to even know what love is... Unlike him; he had feelings for one, but she was young, and probably didn't share his feelings. Heck, he doubted that she even thought well of him, given the company that he was associated with...

A tapping on his door brought him out of his trance, and he whirled around to see her. Her normal attire was replaced by a silken robe that she had recieved from one of the girls at the Sanctum. Her blond hair sat on her hair like always, shining golden within the room's sun-lit walls. The only thing that didn't fit her was the look on her face - one of confusion.

Sensing that she wanted to talk to him about something important, he gestured towards the chair. She accepted his offer, and he sat on the bed, facing her beautiful form.

"Why'd you save me at the lighthouse?"

Had it not been for the trace of annoyance, her voice would've sounded like the soothing songs of angles. "I... didn't want to loose you."

She stared at him, eyes that were hardened seemed hurt, almost as if...

"Felix, when I fell into the water, I saw into your mind. When I did, I heard you think... 'my Sheba.' What did that mean...?

"I don'..t really know... All I know is th.. that I didn't want to loose you..."

"Why?"

"Part of me wanted to save you just for the mission... But another part of me... I don't know... I can't expl-"

Then she kissed him, pushing him against the bed. Taken aback by this move, he placed his arms on her back.

*... He cares for me...? No, he... l..loves me...?*

Realizing that the kiss had distracted him, he tried to move her off of him, only to have just the kiss stop. She stared into his eyes, not the same as her hurt, angry, or saddened eyes, but more... caring...

She embraced him, and then simply held each other, with only the sounds of Kraden the Drunk in the background...

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After two hours, the scholar had finally succumbed to the ale, slouched over the bar. And Piers couldn't have been happier.

The old man had wanted him to spill everything he knew of his home, of the last of the once great civilizations still in existance. The though of his home brought back memories, of his King, his Uncle, his Mother...

Sighing, Piers payed the tab and made his way to his room. He hadn't thought of her much since King Hydros had stationed him just outside Lemuria, knowing that it would only make him double guess his quest -

- and that was just what was happening now. The only thing left to do was to chase down the last of the Trident, and find a way to forge it. But how could he, knowing that his mother was alone, with only his Uncle to aid her if she succumbed to an ailment?

He couldn't, but he would have to. For he couldn't do anything else until then.

Entering his room, he moved towards his bed, falling asleep even before he made contact.

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Sheba stared out the window, him in her arms. She had come expecting to find that his saving her was all business, just as he had hinted at every question before. But she sensed something was being hidden, and she was glad that her diversion had worked...

She placed her head against his arm, staring at the dancing figure below. While the citizens of Izumo had already gone to rest, she continued to dance to a silent tune. Sheba knew with whom she danced; had known it since she first read his mind. And Sheba had confirmed it when she slipped in Madra...

She stared into his eyes, wishing that she could read his mind, but knew that in due time, she'd crack his head. But she could wait for that day, even as time slowed to a crawl as he held her closer...

And for the first time in her life, she had meaning, she had purpose.

She had a loved one...

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Twirling around, he held her in his arms, his face beaming with love. She stared back, eyes lost in his gaze, their hands locked in a dancing embrace. Nothing seemed seemed wrong with it -

- except that she knew it wasn't real.

She knew that it was just her imagination, a mental image of her soulmate, but she didn't care. She knew that she'd see him soon, and when that day came, they could dance until the time came to finish their task.

Drawing in the invigorating feel of his arms around her, she danced the night away...

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Ivan was at a loss for words.

All day, Isaac had been in better spirits, his mind charged with thoughts of Jenna. And in the last five or so hours, he'd been dancing by himself, dancing with air... or so it appeared to one who didn't know Isaac.

Having finally soothed his mind and purged him of the depression that held him, Ivan and Garet had finally put an end to his madness, and discovered many things. Like the fact that he did stab himself that day, that he had ripped his clothes from him, thinking that the rain was in fact ablaze with the "wet" fire that day. And they had even gotten through to him that Garet and Mia were a pair, a fact that apparently eluded him during his depression...

Ivan again stared at the dancing figure, and soon spotted the two figures beyond him. Dancing to some silent beat, the three danced long into the night, leaving Ivan to steer the ship.

And as long as things kept improving, he was happy.

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See, Sheba?? I made up for your life!!

Sheba - Well...

So you won't shock me anymore?

[Sizzle] - I guess not...

Sheba - Oh, boo hoo... Just tell them!

Uh, tell who what??

Sheba - Tell the reviewers about the next chapter, of course!!

What, d'you read my mind again??

Sheba - No, it's called "advertising."

Oh... Well, next chapter, see the entire crew come together atop a certain tower, and hear the thoughts of an old "friend..."

Sheba - That's better... good boy [pat on the head]

Thank you, Miss Sheba...

Sheba - REVIEW!!