Paper fan
High five! Thumbs up! Snap a slim jim! Pop a mentos! (I don't own slim jim, or mentos)
Chapter 17
"Jeanne." Blue eyes glared at her. "Don't interfer." While they were busy arguing my hand took the paper fan from my pocket and replaced it with the doll.
"You're the one who's interfering." her hazel eyes saw my movement, "Don't get in my way." She tossed her sticky string ball and hit my arm. "That's the target isn't it?" the blond pulled, hoisting the fan into the air.
"Right." Sinbad took a black pin from the folds of his jacket.
"~Jeanne of arch,~" My voice reflected no kind of concern. "~Isn't it?~"
"That's right." Jeanne answered. Sinbad paused, curious I guess.
"Aren't you supposed to be Joan of Arch?" My mouth smirked and my eyes teased her. "What?" My hand took hold of her rope. "Is God trying to avoid copywrite infringement?"
My body leaned back and my arm snapped the rope. With a sharp yank Jeanne was falling straight at me. My body stepped back as she tumbled to the ground. She seemed unhurt, but she was down. My body marched right to her and stepped on her hand.
"Ahhh!" The blond cried before biting her lip. She looked at me with defience, trying to seem strong.
"~I guess it doesn't matter who you are...as long as you're suffering makes God cry.~" My heel began to grind into her trapped hand.
"Minazuki." Sinbad tossed his boomarang at me and my body was forced to jump back to avoid it. Jeanne rolled away to keep a greater distance between us.
"~You people make me sick. You spend you're youth like it's money, only good for spending. You can never understand what it's like...~"
My body turned and jumped through one of the partially broken windows, sheilding my face with both arms. Landing in the grass outside, my eyes glanced around and found a ladder leaning up against a building, just across the grassy lawn. My feet carried me to it with speed I never had.
"Minazuki!" I heard a Sinbad's voice cry out before a sickening crack tore a large whole in the wall of that old church. I was mostly up the latter by then.
"~Reckless aren't we?~" My eyes glanced back as I became aware of the whirring sound of a spinning boomarang. My eyes grew wide with shock. The boomarang was going to slice the latter in two. My legs propelled me up the difference to the ledge of the roof. My hand slipped, but it caught back on.
"~What is he trying to do? Kill me?~" My arms heaved me up onto the roof top. ~"Servants of God can't do that.~"
I crouched on the roof waiting to see his next move. The blue eyed theif stood in the grass looked at me. The moonlight drew silver strings in his hair and his white coat lightly swayed in the evening breeze.
"You go lucky last time. I won't let you get away." Kaitou Jeanne was standing on the chimeny of this roof. With her back to the moon, she looked like a ghost come for justice. "Checkmate!" the blond threw a pin sized thing with lightening speed.
My had raised the fan and unfolded it. Yes! I shouted this will banish you! There was a confident grin on my face. Something was wrong. With a flick of the wrist, the tiny pin was caught in the folds of the fan.
"What?" Kaitou Jeanne exclaimed, stepping onto the roof. Kaitou Sinbad had joined in time to witness this feat. He was more angry than shocked by this.
"~Don't think I'm like the other demons you fight.~" My wrist flicked again and the pin stabbed into the chimeny next to Kaitou Jeanne's head. She was so shocked, she didn't speak.
"Minazuki." Kaitou Sinbad began to slowly walk up to me. "Are you going to accept this?" Sinbad. I wanted to say. I'm sorry. I'm to weak to stop it. "Will you let yourself hurt the ones you love? Will you allow this demon to take everything you've worked for? Are you just going to sit there and let this demon suck the life from you?" Sinbad...
"~Shut up!~" my head shook, "~Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!~" My hand swung out at Sinbad. The theif easily dodged then he grabbed my hand, pulled me closer and punched my stomach.
"Stop it!" Jeanne shouted.
"Yamato." Sinbad grabbed my chin and made me look at him. "You aren't weak." his voice was almost a whisper. This was for me and me alone to hear. "Why can't you understand? You are strong the only way you can be strong, and that makes you worth something."
Sinbad. I felt the warmth of his hand on my chin and the leathery texture of his glove, but I could swear it was Chiaki who was talking to me. His blue eyes looked intently into mine. He was serious. I felt a tear touch my cheek.
"Strong." I said the word with my own mouth.
"That's right." Sinbad moved my arm and raised the fan. He had that black pin again. When my eyes saw it, I felt pulled back to weightlessness.
"~NO!~" My arm pulled back and kicked Sinbad away. "~I deserve another chance. That's all I've ever wanted!~" My hand let the fan fall as my body lunged forward. Both hands wrapped around Sinbad's throat.
"Yama...to." His blue eyes narrowed, his voice straining against my thumbs pressing into his esophagus.
NO! NO! NO! I don't want this. I felt sympathy for this demon who wanted another chance...but I can't, I can't let it hurt anyone. Chiaki! I stretched my will into my hands until I could feel the hot sweaty skin and the tortured muscles under my grip. Then I concentrated on forcing my fists to...let go!
Sinbad caughed as my hands curled around my waist. My muscles strained and my body sweat. I felt a screaming in my mind. Two wills fighting for possesion of one body. My body! Get out of me! I screamed.
"Yamato-kun." That voice...Access?
"~Yahhh!~" My eyes grew wide as the demon whipped around to strike whatever was there.
"Gha!" The small angel with the thin jewel in his forehead was swiped out of the sky and slammed onto the hard roof.
"Access." I said under my breath. The dark angel that I hurt so badly, not only here but in my dream.
This beautiful angel that I laughed with and hoped to see again. After a moment and his eyes didn't open, a feeling possessed me. Something inside me burned white hot with a passion that could only be fury. Every part of me exploded with that heat and I felt the demon forced out.
"Checkmate!" Jeanne threw her pin at the fan that the demon took shelter in. A terrible scream ripped through the air and a chess peice was all that was left of it.
"Yamato." Sinbad looked at me, making sure I was myself I guess.
"Access!" I looked at him sitting up and shaking his head. "Thank goodness he's alright."
"I have taken another deceptive beauty." Kaitou Jeanne leaped into the night.
"Thank goodness." I sat down hard feeling an overwhelming sense of relief. I'm myself again.
"I guess she's got another one." Access looked at Sinbad.
"Yes." the blue haired man nodded. I had a lot of questions to ask these two. I wasn't sure if I deserved answers after all the trouble I caused but...
"Excuse me." I said, I was sitting pretty close to the edge, but I didn't worry about it.
"You!" Access flew at me.
"Hey." Sinbad objected.
"I thought I told you not to get possessed." the dark angel scolded me.
"I," I leaned back. "I'm sorry." I held up defensive hands as he was fluttering around my face. I felt my weight pull back suddenly, "Ah!" my legs were flying up and my head was flying down. "Aaahhh!"
"YAMATO!" Sinbad started running at me with an arm outstretched. I gasped as the edge of the roof flew past me. I glanced below me and saw serveral nasty pieces of wood that could easily skewer me. I closed my eyes tightly.
"Chiaki!" I screamed. It sounded bad, I know, but I really wanted him to save me right now.
The wind whipped past me and I wondered if I'd die when I hit, but something else happened first. I felt arms come around me and my body was turned in mid-air. I could smell that light but sharp scent that subtle invasion of my senses. This was... without a doubt Chiaki. I opened my eyes to see Sinbad.
Before I could react, our bodies hit the ground. Some dust and wood chunks scattered before slowly settling into the grass. The shock of the impact was reverberating through out my muscles. I opened my eyes that I didn't remember closing.
"Sinbad." I pulled myself up. He looked unconcious. "Oh my, Oh dear." I reached up to touch his face and realized there was blood on my hand. "Oh no." I felt myself pale. I searched him quickly and saw some blood on his shirt and a pool was beginning to color his coat.
"Ch-" I hesitated, but it had to be him. "Chiaki." I ripped off his mask. "Please, wake up." I felt a dagger twisting in my stomach. "It's not supposed to be this way." I was shaking and my eyes started to sting.
"Chiaki." I took handfulls of his clothes and shook him. "I'm sorry." I leaned closer to his face. "You're breathing aren't you?" I listened with my ear, but I was so distracted I couldn't tell. "Chiaki?"
At this point, I was so stressed out and frightened and feeling guilty. I broke down. Tears poured out of my eyes and I balled like a little girl. Not a shining moment. I covered my face and just let the tears come.
"I'm sorry, Chiaki. I'm so sorry." I sobbed behind the curtain of my hands. "It's all my fault. I couldn't believe in myself and I let the demon in and nothing went right. I ended up hurting everyone and now I killed you! Oh, Chiaki!"
"Ugh." I heard Chiaki grunt. This was the first sign that the funeral sobbing was a little premature.
"Chiaki?" I peeked between my fingers. "Oh my god." I scrubbed my face with my sleeve before he could see me like this. I was releived but...ashamed. "Are you okay?"
"I'll live." The blue haired teen let out a pain filled grown as he sat up. He was always like this. He would never blame me for anything. But I'd understand if he'd never want to look at me again after everything I put him through.
"You're hurt because of me." I told him, letting my brown bangs cover my expression.
"It's nothing." Chiaki brushed it off.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I helped him the best I could to lean him against the wall of the newer building. "Should I call an ambulance?"
"I'm fine." That confident grin was back. "I just need some bandaids."
"I've got lots of bandaids." I told him. "I'm a clutz so I always need a lot."
"That'll do." Chiaki braced an arm on the building and tried to get up on his own. I rushed to help him lean on me for support. The blue haired teen accepted, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "Access!" he called.
"What happened?" the dark angel fluttered down. "You told me to stay up there. That wasn't fair Sinba-" the feathered fairy blinked. "AH!" he pointed at Chiaki's face. "You're mask."
"Don't worry about that." my friend looked at me. "He already knew."
"Huh?" Gold eyes blinked.
"Never mind." He shook his blue hair. "Go on home without me."
"But you're hurt."
"I'll be fine." Chiaki smirked. "Yamato will fix me up."
"But..." Access didn't sound like he had an argument, but maybe he was just worried.
"Besides, he and I have some things to discuss." the blue haired teen told him. I felt nervous when he mentioned that, but I would like to talk to him. Just the two of us.
"Alright." Access nodded and flew off.
"So," Golden eyes looked at me. "Shall we?"
High five! Thumbs up! Snap a slim jim! Pop a mentos! (I don't own slim jim, or mentos)
Chapter 17
"Jeanne." Blue eyes glared at her. "Don't interfer." While they were busy arguing my hand took the paper fan from my pocket and replaced it with the doll.
"You're the one who's interfering." her hazel eyes saw my movement, "Don't get in my way." She tossed her sticky string ball and hit my arm. "That's the target isn't it?" the blond pulled, hoisting the fan into the air.
"Right." Sinbad took a black pin from the folds of his jacket.
"~Jeanne of arch,~" My voice reflected no kind of concern. "~Isn't it?~"
"That's right." Jeanne answered. Sinbad paused, curious I guess.
"Aren't you supposed to be Joan of Arch?" My mouth smirked and my eyes teased her. "What?" My hand took hold of her rope. "Is God trying to avoid copywrite infringement?"
My body leaned back and my arm snapped the rope. With a sharp yank Jeanne was falling straight at me. My body stepped back as she tumbled to the ground. She seemed unhurt, but she was down. My body marched right to her and stepped on her hand.
"Ahhh!" The blond cried before biting her lip. She looked at me with defience, trying to seem strong.
"~I guess it doesn't matter who you are...as long as you're suffering makes God cry.~" My heel began to grind into her trapped hand.
"Minazuki." Sinbad tossed his boomarang at me and my body was forced to jump back to avoid it. Jeanne rolled away to keep a greater distance between us.
"~You people make me sick. You spend you're youth like it's money, only good for spending. You can never understand what it's like...~"
My body turned and jumped through one of the partially broken windows, sheilding my face with both arms. Landing in the grass outside, my eyes glanced around and found a ladder leaning up against a building, just across the grassy lawn. My feet carried me to it with speed I never had.
"Minazuki!" I heard a Sinbad's voice cry out before a sickening crack tore a large whole in the wall of that old church. I was mostly up the latter by then.
"~Reckless aren't we?~" My eyes glanced back as I became aware of the whirring sound of a spinning boomarang. My eyes grew wide with shock. The boomarang was going to slice the latter in two. My legs propelled me up the difference to the ledge of the roof. My hand slipped, but it caught back on.
"~What is he trying to do? Kill me?~" My arms heaved me up onto the roof top. ~"Servants of God can't do that.~"
I crouched on the roof waiting to see his next move. The blue eyed theif stood in the grass looked at me. The moonlight drew silver strings in his hair and his white coat lightly swayed in the evening breeze.
"You go lucky last time. I won't let you get away." Kaitou Jeanne was standing on the chimeny of this roof. With her back to the moon, she looked like a ghost come for justice. "Checkmate!" the blond threw a pin sized thing with lightening speed.
My had raised the fan and unfolded it. Yes! I shouted this will banish you! There was a confident grin on my face. Something was wrong. With a flick of the wrist, the tiny pin was caught in the folds of the fan.
"What?" Kaitou Jeanne exclaimed, stepping onto the roof. Kaitou Sinbad had joined in time to witness this feat. He was more angry than shocked by this.
"~Don't think I'm like the other demons you fight.~" My wrist flicked again and the pin stabbed into the chimeny next to Kaitou Jeanne's head. She was so shocked, she didn't speak.
"Minazuki." Kaitou Sinbad began to slowly walk up to me. "Are you going to accept this?" Sinbad. I wanted to say. I'm sorry. I'm to weak to stop it. "Will you let yourself hurt the ones you love? Will you allow this demon to take everything you've worked for? Are you just going to sit there and let this demon suck the life from you?" Sinbad...
"~Shut up!~" my head shook, "~Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!~" My hand swung out at Sinbad. The theif easily dodged then he grabbed my hand, pulled me closer and punched my stomach.
"Stop it!" Jeanne shouted.
"Yamato." Sinbad grabbed my chin and made me look at him. "You aren't weak." his voice was almost a whisper. This was for me and me alone to hear. "Why can't you understand? You are strong the only way you can be strong, and that makes you worth something."
Sinbad. I felt the warmth of his hand on my chin and the leathery texture of his glove, but I could swear it was Chiaki who was talking to me. His blue eyes looked intently into mine. He was serious. I felt a tear touch my cheek.
"Strong." I said the word with my own mouth.
"That's right." Sinbad moved my arm and raised the fan. He had that black pin again. When my eyes saw it, I felt pulled back to weightlessness.
"~NO!~" My arm pulled back and kicked Sinbad away. "~I deserve another chance. That's all I've ever wanted!~" My hand let the fan fall as my body lunged forward. Both hands wrapped around Sinbad's throat.
"Yama...to." His blue eyes narrowed, his voice straining against my thumbs pressing into his esophagus.
NO! NO! NO! I don't want this. I felt sympathy for this demon who wanted another chance...but I can't, I can't let it hurt anyone. Chiaki! I stretched my will into my hands until I could feel the hot sweaty skin and the tortured muscles under my grip. Then I concentrated on forcing my fists to...let go!
Sinbad caughed as my hands curled around my waist. My muscles strained and my body sweat. I felt a screaming in my mind. Two wills fighting for possesion of one body. My body! Get out of me! I screamed.
"Yamato-kun." That voice...Access?
"~Yahhh!~" My eyes grew wide as the demon whipped around to strike whatever was there.
"Gha!" The small angel with the thin jewel in his forehead was swiped out of the sky and slammed onto the hard roof.
"Access." I said under my breath. The dark angel that I hurt so badly, not only here but in my dream.
This beautiful angel that I laughed with and hoped to see again. After a moment and his eyes didn't open, a feeling possessed me. Something inside me burned white hot with a passion that could only be fury. Every part of me exploded with that heat and I felt the demon forced out.
"Checkmate!" Jeanne threw her pin at the fan that the demon took shelter in. A terrible scream ripped through the air and a chess peice was all that was left of it.
"Yamato." Sinbad looked at me, making sure I was myself I guess.
"Access!" I looked at him sitting up and shaking his head. "Thank goodness he's alright."
"I have taken another deceptive beauty." Kaitou Jeanne leaped into the night.
"Thank goodness." I sat down hard feeling an overwhelming sense of relief. I'm myself again.
"I guess she's got another one." Access looked at Sinbad.
"Yes." the blue haired man nodded. I had a lot of questions to ask these two. I wasn't sure if I deserved answers after all the trouble I caused but...
"Excuse me." I said, I was sitting pretty close to the edge, but I didn't worry about it.
"You!" Access flew at me.
"Hey." Sinbad objected.
"I thought I told you not to get possessed." the dark angel scolded me.
"I," I leaned back. "I'm sorry." I held up defensive hands as he was fluttering around my face. I felt my weight pull back suddenly, "Ah!" my legs were flying up and my head was flying down. "Aaahhh!"
"YAMATO!" Sinbad started running at me with an arm outstretched. I gasped as the edge of the roof flew past me. I glanced below me and saw serveral nasty pieces of wood that could easily skewer me. I closed my eyes tightly.
"Chiaki!" I screamed. It sounded bad, I know, but I really wanted him to save me right now.
The wind whipped past me and I wondered if I'd die when I hit, but something else happened first. I felt arms come around me and my body was turned in mid-air. I could smell that light but sharp scent that subtle invasion of my senses. This was... without a doubt Chiaki. I opened my eyes to see Sinbad.
Before I could react, our bodies hit the ground. Some dust and wood chunks scattered before slowly settling into the grass. The shock of the impact was reverberating through out my muscles. I opened my eyes that I didn't remember closing.
"Sinbad." I pulled myself up. He looked unconcious. "Oh my, Oh dear." I reached up to touch his face and realized there was blood on my hand. "Oh no." I felt myself pale. I searched him quickly and saw some blood on his shirt and a pool was beginning to color his coat.
"Ch-" I hesitated, but it had to be him. "Chiaki." I ripped off his mask. "Please, wake up." I felt a dagger twisting in my stomach. "It's not supposed to be this way." I was shaking and my eyes started to sting.
"Chiaki." I took handfulls of his clothes and shook him. "I'm sorry." I leaned closer to his face. "You're breathing aren't you?" I listened with my ear, but I was so distracted I couldn't tell. "Chiaki?"
At this point, I was so stressed out and frightened and feeling guilty. I broke down. Tears poured out of my eyes and I balled like a little girl. Not a shining moment. I covered my face and just let the tears come.
"I'm sorry, Chiaki. I'm so sorry." I sobbed behind the curtain of my hands. "It's all my fault. I couldn't believe in myself and I let the demon in and nothing went right. I ended up hurting everyone and now I killed you! Oh, Chiaki!"
"Ugh." I heard Chiaki grunt. This was the first sign that the funeral sobbing was a little premature.
"Chiaki?" I peeked between my fingers. "Oh my god." I scrubbed my face with my sleeve before he could see me like this. I was releived but...ashamed. "Are you okay?"
"I'll live." The blue haired teen let out a pain filled grown as he sat up. He was always like this. He would never blame me for anything. But I'd understand if he'd never want to look at me again after everything I put him through.
"You're hurt because of me." I told him, letting my brown bangs cover my expression.
"It's nothing." Chiaki brushed it off.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I helped him the best I could to lean him against the wall of the newer building. "Should I call an ambulance?"
"I'm fine." That confident grin was back. "I just need some bandaids."
"I've got lots of bandaids." I told him. "I'm a clutz so I always need a lot."
"That'll do." Chiaki braced an arm on the building and tried to get up on his own. I rushed to help him lean on me for support. The blue haired teen accepted, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "Access!" he called.
"What happened?" the dark angel fluttered down. "You told me to stay up there. That wasn't fair Sinba-" the feathered fairy blinked. "AH!" he pointed at Chiaki's face. "You're mask."
"Don't worry about that." my friend looked at me. "He already knew."
"Huh?" Gold eyes blinked.
"Never mind." He shook his blue hair. "Go on home without me."
"But you're hurt."
"I'll be fine." Chiaki smirked. "Yamato will fix me up."
"But..." Access didn't sound like he had an argument, but maybe he was just worried.
"Besides, he and I have some things to discuss." the blue haired teen told him. I felt nervous when he mentioned that, but I would like to talk to him. Just the two of us.
"Alright." Access nodded and flew off.
"So," Golden eyes looked at me. "Shall we?"