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Chap. 3

Dizzy's room.

"I don't trust him."

Dizzy was currently sitting on her bed after taking care of Ky. She chose this time to talk to her 'companions', Necro and Undine. The dark wing/figure was currently scowling while the light blue one was merely quiet.

"He's just injured. He can do no harm."

Undine spoke up, "We are only looking out for you, young one. He is a Knight after all."

Dizzy nodded, "I know. But he spared me."

"I don't care. I don't trust him." Necro grumbled.

"I do. He's not like the others that came after us. Please, don't trouble him Necro."

The reaper-like visage seemed to slump in defeat and agreed, "Very well. But that's only because you asked nicely. And if he tries anything..."

"He won't." she said a little too quickly. A fact Undine noticed.

"That was fast. Is there something you're not telling us?"

"No. Why?"

She gave Dizzy a wry look, "You seem…a little different".

Dizzy turned slightly, "I feel the same."

The icy specter gave a small smile, but dismissed it, "Hmm. Okay."

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Dizzy walked toward Ky's room, again holding a tray of tea. She was a little nervous that Ky might be berserk again like last time, or worse may not be there at all. No, I mustn't think like that. Why would I think like that? She dismissed the thoughts as she entered to find him awake and staring at the window.

"Feeling better?" she smiled. To her surprise, he returned it.

"A little. A bit light-headed, but fine. I'm sorry to trouble you like this."

Dizzy shook her head, "You've apologized once already to which I said that you didn't have to. Don't worry."

Dizzy laid the tray down and poured the tea into the cup. Ky nodded a thanks to her and took a sip before looking at the cup and examined it.

"Where did you get this?"

Dizzy shrugged, "I don't know. May said that she got it a while ago from Johnny. Why do you ask?"

Ky examined it further, his fingers curving around it, "It's a rare style." He held it up. "Do you see how it curves at this angle? That means that the craftsman had to work around the base in order to finish.

Dizzy looked with him, interested in what he was saying, despite not knowing what.

"Wouldn't it have been easier not to?"

"Yes. That shows that whoever made it put a lot of work into it."

"You can tell?"

"Yes. I collect teacups as a hobby. It sounds a little silly, but I enjoy it. You should take care of this."

Dizzy looked at the young man's face and felt her own warm. What is this I am feeling?

"You seem to like it. Maybe you should keep it."

He set the cup down, "Oh no, I couldn't this belongs to....Ughhhh."

Ky suddenly fell back, his eyes beginning to glaze.

"Ky? Ky, what's wrong?"

"I'm...not...feeling...ugggh." Ky blacked out and lay still. Dizzy ran out of the room.

"Nurse June, emergency!"

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Later…

"What happened?"

The nurse finished her examination, "He had a relapse. The fever is high, but he'll recover. It'll take time though."

Dizzy looked over at Ky, who was still unconscious, but struggling in his rest. His entire face was covered with sweat as he moaned in his sleep. Dizzy put the cool cloth over his forehead, but he seemed to resist.

"Shhh. Stay still."

She put her hand on his cheek and suddenly felt the same sensation she had before she entered the room. Warm, almost feverish. Am I ill as well? But I've never been sick before. Ky's eyes slowly opened, but stayed only partly open. His gaze focused upon Dizzy.

"Are you...an angel?"

Dizzy blinked. What did he call me? An...angel?

June looked him over, "He's delirious. The fever must be bad. I'll go get some more medicine."

As the nurse left, Ky's hand slowly reached up and touched hers, "Have you come for me?"

Unknown to her, her face turned into a slight shade of pink. Calmly, she took his hand and rested it beside him.

"Shhhh. Just rest."

Ky seemed to nod and his eyes shut again. Dizzy took the cloth and put it back on his forehead. He seemed to get comfortable in his sleep, but Dizzy was another matter. Her mind was trying to figure the thought and emotions going through her mind.

I never felt this way before. What does it mean? I...should ask May about this.

Dizzy stood up and walked to the door. But before she left, she took one final look at the sleeping knight. Slowly, a small smile curled up on her face and she left the room.

Is it because of him?