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Chapter #23: The Recovery (II)
*~*~*Elaya's POV*~*~*
Let's see. It's 8:30 now, which means that I have about 8 hours before my friends come........and I have nothing to do.
"Kaiba?" He was really starting to get pissed. He looks trés adorable when he's mad! And excuse my French.
"What now?" He said looking up. That's when I leaned over the edge of the bed.
"You know," I started, leaning closer to him, "I've been wanting to do this the entire time........." I practically nose to nose with him when I pressed Control + S on his keyboard and shut his laptop off. "Sorry. But all that typing was getting on my nerves." I laughed and smiled in his face. I took his laptop and put it on my lap.
He tried to grab it from me but I held it away from him. Ha ha, sucker. Little Kaiba can't get his laptop back from a girl who can barely move. Damn. I spoke too soon. He just grabbed it away from me.
"Don't do that!" He lectured. "I could of lost documents!"
"That's why I pressed save, you idiot." I said, trying to mimic his voice from earlier.
He just glared at me. But I could easily tell that he wasn't mad at me.
*~*~*Seto's POV*~*~*
"You know," Elaya said, "I've been waiting to do this the entire time..." She came within inches of my face. I could smell her scented vanilla body wash. She was practically nose to nose with me, staring at me. I was staring at her eyes......when she pressed something on my laptop and closed it.
"Sorry. But all that typing was getting on my nerves." She pulled my laptop from me and laughed. For a second I thought she was going to kiss me.
After a bit of tug and war, I finally got my laptop back. "Don't do that! I could of lost documents!"
She smiled smugly, "That's why I pressed save, you idiot."
I returned to my seat. "Listen, Kaiba. I'm gonna change out of these clothes okay? Will you be okay by yourself?" Elaya asked like a mom leaving her 10 year old kid alone.
I didn't answer her, but I watched her swing her legs over the side of the bed and slowly prop herself up. She held on to all of the barriers that imprisoned her bed as she made it to the washroom in wobbly, shaky first steps.
"I'll be right out!" She called with a smirk and shut the door behind her. As soon as the door locked shut, darkness clouded my vision. I looked back at my computer screen to see Dieen's face forming.
"You really thought that I would let you off that easy, Seth?" She repeated as she sprung out of the screen. I found myself on the floor next as Dieen moved closer to me. "Your mine!" She sneered as she moved closer. I tried to scream, tried to wake up, but she already had her tentacles around me again. I felt all my insides being squeezed out of me. She leaned into me, her body on top of mine, and drew the swords from her hand. Dieen laughed as she plunged the swords in my neck.
"SETO!" I heard someone scream. I opened my eyes to see Elaya standing over me, my laptop halfway across the room and my body on the floor.
"What the heck happened?" She asked as I fully regained conscience. I didn't answer her. "Seto! Come on! I heard this big crash from the washroom, a scream and a thud. What happened to you?"
I guess the crash was my laptop, the scream was mine and the thud was when I hit the floor. "Seto! What happened? Are you alright?"
"I-I don't know. Yeah, I'm fine." I said, as I stood up.
"Need any help?" She asked me. She had changed her top to a one strapped black tank top with a red and blue dragon entwined in the centre but her pants were still the baggy light green scrubs she was changed into when she first got here. I knew she was being sincere, but I choose not to accept help-especially those who need it more.
"I said I'm fine." I brushed her away. I brushed my pants off and went to retrieve my laptop. It was against the door. I came to see that it was scratched and had a crack in the screen. "Great."
"Are you going to tell me what happened? Or will I have to kill you to get some answers?" Elaya said from behind me. She was leaning against her IV monitor, but not by much. "Well?"
"It's nothing."
"Really? So there was no reason why you flipped backwards, threw your laptop meters away and screamed. What a VERY believable story." She commented sarcastically.
As I passed by her bed, I noticed that her sketch book was opened to another picture. I picked it up to realize that it was me that she drew, typing on my now destroyed laptop. I peered closer to see that she had written 'blah blah blah' over and over again in my eyes and that the walls had the phrase, 'I'm an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, shrouded in a mystery.'
I looked back at her to see that she was standing in front of me on the opposite sides of the bed, blushing. Before she could snatch the book away from me, I took it and walked towards the door, skimming through some of them as I took more steps. I found another one that had Yugi, Wheeler, Tristan, and Téa eating lunch. My guess that it had to be done at school. A sketch near the end of the book depicted a scene of her skate boarding, and taking a fall. I smiled at that one. Then, one loose sketch fell out. As I bent down to retrieve it, another hand slipped under mine and pulled it away.
Elaya was on her knees and pulled the sheet of paper away. "Some pictures are not for the public eye." She said as she tucked it away in one of the back pockets of her scrubs. She tried to return to her up-right position, but was struggling. She tried pulling herself up by using the pole from her IV holder, but it wasn't happening.
"Need some help?" I asked before holding out my hand. She stared at it for a while before reaching out to it. I pulled her up to her feet, maybe a bit too fast, as she tripped over her own feet and crashed into me. I managed to keep my balance and held her up.
"Really sorry......didn't mean it." She mumbled in my chest. She pried herself from me in an instant.
She finally stood up on her on. "I'm gonna go take a walk, okay?" She brushed away strands of hair that were in her face. Her cheeks were slightly hued.
"Walk?" I asked. "You can barely stand."
"Wanna come with?" She asked, ignoring my previous comment. I sighed and opened the door for her.
We walked down the hallway to the secretaries' office. "How may I help you?" said an employee dressed in a turtle neck and black pants.
"Is it okay if I went outside? Just to go for a walk? My room is awfully stuffy and I'm extremely bored." Elaya asked.
The secretary had a questionable expression on her face. "I'll have to ask the doctors in charge of you. What's your last name?"
"White." Her fingers clicked on the key board quickly. "Okay, one moment." She stood up and left.
"Come on! Let's make a break for it!" She said walking as fast as she could.
"Are you insane?"
"Probably! Come on!" She hurried in front of me and made it to the exit in seconds. She waved her hand over, telling me to follow. I looked over the secretary's desk, noticed that no one was coming, then made a dash for it, meeting up with Elaya outside.
"Ah! Freedom! Isn't it great!?" Elaya said, taking in the fresh air of the outside world. "Man, it feels as if I haven't been out here for ages!"
"It's only been two days. God, what is wrong with you?"
"It's not what's wrong with me; it's what's wrong with everyone else!" She slowly left my side and walked to the playground that was outside. She saw the swings first and immediately sat on one of them. She wasn't going to swing, I was sure, because her IV holder would get screwed up. So, instead, she just sat, and watched the tall grass move in the wind. I took the swing beside her.
"Seto? What are you thinking right now?" She asked all of a sudden.
"How quiet it is." I answer.
"Words are silver, Seto, but silence is golden." She smiled. The only sounds after that were the hinges that held up our swings and the wind rustling in the wind. Suddenly, a large blue butterfly appeared out of nowhere and fluttered gently towards us. I noticed that one of its back wings had a tear in it as it landed exhausted in Elaya's lap.
"Poor thing." She whispered as she took it in her hands. She clasped her hands and shut her eyes. Her hands began to glow along with that thing around her neck. Her eyes opened suddenly and out came the butterfly, fully healed.
I watched the butterfly. I knew that it had a tear in its wing and that it couldn't fly. Now, it was all better. It didn't make sense. Unless.......
"Elaya?"
"Yes Seto?" She sounded exhausted.
"Do you want to go back to your room?" I confirmed my earlier suspicions. She HAD taken the pain and suffering from the butterfly and put it in her own body by those 'Millennium Scales' that she wears.
"Not really. I just want to stay out here. Is that okay?"
"Yeah, but don't look now, I think that some of the doctors are coming!"
"Oh crap!" She had returned to her normal self again. I guess since the pain was insignificant to her body, she was able to get over it faster. She hopped off the swings and I followed her into the open field. It was here that the grass was really tall. She was practically jumping over them. She finally collapsed into the tall grass. I almost stepped on her, since I couldn't see where she was-the grass kept her away from my sight. Instead of stepping on her, I tripped over her and fell beside her.
"Good one!" Elaya shouted and went into a fit of laughter.
"Shut up." I said as I threw grass at her. She sat up and threw some at me. Soon, it was a war of the grass. Both of us gave up, exhausted, and laughing. It felt so good to laugh again. Like a boulder was lifted off my shoulders. I lay down beside her, completely shrouded in the grass.
"I never knew that those seventeen muscles could actually work in your face!" She exclaimed sarcastically.
"Well, now you do." I turned to her with a smile on my face again. I didn't understand. I've never acted this way before. I looked back at the clouds. Watching them move so slowly in the wind.
"What do you see?" She asked after another moment of silence.
"Huh?" I asked confused coming out of a daze.
"What do you see in the clouds?!"
"Oh." I resumed my gaze to them. "I think that I see a dragon." I pointed to the one with a long, slim body and two triangle-like shapes on top.
"Hey, good eye! Check out that one! It looks like a frosted doughnut." Apparently, it was just a cloud with a circle in the middle of it. She laughed. I looked over at her again. Her hair was being constantly whipped around, no matter how many times she tried to pull it away from her face. She shut her eyes for a moment and she looked so peaceful: with one arm over her chest and the other lying straight beside her. I smiled as I loomed over her.
"Hey, E, wake up." She opened her eyes again. "If you want to nap, let's go back to your room for a little while."
"But I like it better out here." She playfully pouted. She sat up and rose to her feet without any assistance from her IV holder that was lying down beside her.
"Hey! You did that by yourself." I said. I was surprised that she wasn't limping around like a couple of hours ago. She held her arm out. "Need some assistance to stand, Mr. Kaiba?"
I brushed her arm aside and stood up myself. "Get real. Come on, let's go."
"Do you promise to take me outside again later?" She asked, walking ahead of me.
"I suck at keeping promises."
*~*~*Elaya's POV*~*~*
I can't believe that he called me 'E.' Only my friends and mom call me that. Odd, I'd never suspect that he actually considered ME a friend.....Hell; I was probably the only friend he had. Well, I guess that Yugi and the others are his friends too, but I really doubt that ever admitted it. Oh well. At least the doctors didn't kill me when they found out that I left my room. That was really funny. Seto was getting tongue lashed by the men in white about being a responsible guardian. I was cracking up while he was glaring at me for about forever!
I sat up in bed, and he sat to my side on that same stupid chair that he had been sitting in the entire morning. It was only 10:56.
"Psst. Hey, Seto?!"
"What?"
"I wanna get a book from the library. Wanna come with?"
"E, they've upped your morphine to keep you sedated and immobile. I really don't think that you should go out now." He reasoned.
"Well, I want to go BEFORE I sleep. Isn't that obvious?" He gave me no response. "Screw you, I'm going!" Unfortunately, I didn't realize how quick morphine acts upon your brain and I almost fell on my head trying to get out of the hospital bed.
"Nice going, genius." Seto said as he came around to help me.
"Well, Mr. I-think-I-know-it-all, how was I supposed to know that morphine works so quickly?"
"Because you should have been listening to the doctors when they told you three minutes ago."
"Do you think I ever listen? To anyone? Get with it, Seto!" I felt my knees buckle against my will as I was practically clutching on to Seto for dear life. He brought me back to the bed and told me--no, more like ordered me-- to lie down and not move. He pulled the covers from under me and threw them over my body. How cute. Seto Kaiba actually tucked me in....awwww. If I wasn't so drowsy, I would have asked him if he could read me a bed time story and kiss me goodnight . . . yea, that would be nice. . .
*~*~*Seto's POV*~*~*
I sat back in my chair and watched her fall back to sleep. She looks so peaceful. I lean over the barriers that surround her bed and watch her eyeballs dart side to side as she sleeps. Then I remembered her sketchbook. And those other sketches that she didn't want me to see. I got up and quietly went to retrieve it. It was by the door.
I started at the beginning. These ones were really old. I could tell that these were drawn at the orphanage, due to the lack of skill that she acquired over the years. They were of mostly me and Mokuba and one with Mokuba alone doing a funny face. I skipped some of them to come upon a landscape. This was recently new-it was signed 10/25/02-and it depicted a waterfall in the rainforest. There were more of these afterwards.
I then came across a more......unique sketch. It had a black bird in the middle that had its feathers covered in blood. In the background was Edgar Allen Poe's 'The Raven' The one after it was similar except that it had a cat on it and had the short story, 'The Black Cat' in the background. Another landscape sketch followed. This one had a mountain lion in it.
I skipped the middle sketches and headed straight to the end of the book, where that one picture had fallen out of. It was here were all the sketches were not attached to the binding, but rather just stuffed into the cover. I took them all out. One showed a mirror that was reflecting a little girl. Except that the real girl was walking away from the mirror and the reflection stood in its place, looking possessed. Another one was with vampires and shadows. On the lighter side, the next sketch had an angel's arm reaching out to another hand that was buried in the depths of hell. That reminds me of the Shadow Realm.....
I take a look at the last picture in the book, trying to forget the latter thought. My eyes went wide when I realized that it was of me and Elaya hugging in front of a sunset. She was wearing what she used to wear back at the orphanage: blue jumper with knee socks-to cover up her scars. I was wearing a white blouse with a pair of black slacks. She had her arms around my neck and her head leaning into my chest. I had my head on top of hers with my arms around her waist. Below us, were our shadows, in a slightly different position. They were in a deep kiss.
I guess that these were the type of sketches that she didn't want me to see. Now I wonder how good the other one was that she still kept in her pocket. I looked over at her and noticed that she had switched position from lying on her back to lying on her side--facing away from me. I slowly threw back the covers and saw the little piece of white sticking out of her back pocket. I reached for it and pulled it out without waking her up. I sat back in my chair and unfolded the paper. I felt guilty that I was looking at her personal sketches, but what do I care? She'll probably show the world when she becomes a famous artist or something.
I unfolded the paper to see me and her again. Sleeping in the same bed. Cuddling. She was curled up in the corner and I was behind her with my arms around her. The sheets were all scrunched up and I saw a portion of my leg-- telling me that either I was wearing shorts under the covers or nothing at all. I noticed that in the corner of the page, there was a little message.
*~*
When we parted, so did the feelings.
The feelings for you and you alone.
Now you're back and so are they.
Creeping through every muscle, every bone.
*~*
But you've changed . . . yet, you're still the same.
I didn't know one could grow so cold.
I believe that you're still there
Waiting to be freed, waiting to be told . . .
*~*
What to do . . . How to change again.
How to become the same again.
How to be free of worries and troubles
How to be loved by a friend.
*~*
And now, I look to you
Searching for answers that I know I can't find.
The answers to too many questions I need to know
Like . . . why.
*~*
Why did we have to part?
Why did we have to change?
Why do I keep thinking,
That you feel the same?
*~*
I miss you, the real you
The one who used to laugh and smile.
Now I see what happens
When hate and loneliness take over for a while.
*~*
Can't I see that you're different?
Can't I see what has happened to you?
No, I can't, for I'm blinded to the fact
That you think the same way I do.
03/1/03 E. White
I didn't know what to do. I sat back in my chair, eyes wide as I read and reread the entire poem over again. I knew it was her who wrote the poem, her printing was unmistakeable. All of her e's in the poem were like little backward threes. This was drawn and written only a week ago......I thought to myself, is this the way she really feels about me? Do I feel the same?
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Chapter #23: The Recovery (II)
*~*~*Elaya's POV*~*~*
Let's see. It's 8:30 now, which means that I have about 8 hours before my friends come........and I have nothing to do.
"Kaiba?" He was really starting to get pissed. He looks trés adorable when he's mad! And excuse my French.
"What now?" He said looking up. That's when I leaned over the edge of the bed.
"You know," I started, leaning closer to him, "I've been wanting to do this the entire time........." I practically nose to nose with him when I pressed Control + S on his keyboard and shut his laptop off. "Sorry. But all that typing was getting on my nerves." I laughed and smiled in his face. I took his laptop and put it on my lap.
He tried to grab it from me but I held it away from him. Ha ha, sucker. Little Kaiba can't get his laptop back from a girl who can barely move. Damn. I spoke too soon. He just grabbed it away from me.
"Don't do that!" He lectured. "I could of lost documents!"
"That's why I pressed save, you idiot." I said, trying to mimic his voice from earlier.
He just glared at me. But I could easily tell that he wasn't mad at me.
*~*~*Seto's POV*~*~*
"You know," Elaya said, "I've been waiting to do this the entire time..." She came within inches of my face. I could smell her scented vanilla body wash. She was practically nose to nose with me, staring at me. I was staring at her eyes......when she pressed something on my laptop and closed it.
"Sorry. But all that typing was getting on my nerves." She pulled my laptop from me and laughed. For a second I thought she was going to kiss me.
After a bit of tug and war, I finally got my laptop back. "Don't do that! I could of lost documents!"
She smiled smugly, "That's why I pressed save, you idiot."
I returned to my seat. "Listen, Kaiba. I'm gonna change out of these clothes okay? Will you be okay by yourself?" Elaya asked like a mom leaving her 10 year old kid alone.
I didn't answer her, but I watched her swing her legs over the side of the bed and slowly prop herself up. She held on to all of the barriers that imprisoned her bed as she made it to the washroom in wobbly, shaky first steps.
"I'll be right out!" She called with a smirk and shut the door behind her. As soon as the door locked shut, darkness clouded my vision. I looked back at my computer screen to see Dieen's face forming.
"You really thought that I would let you off that easy, Seth?" She repeated as she sprung out of the screen. I found myself on the floor next as Dieen moved closer to me. "Your mine!" She sneered as she moved closer. I tried to scream, tried to wake up, but she already had her tentacles around me again. I felt all my insides being squeezed out of me. She leaned into me, her body on top of mine, and drew the swords from her hand. Dieen laughed as she plunged the swords in my neck.
"SETO!" I heard someone scream. I opened my eyes to see Elaya standing over me, my laptop halfway across the room and my body on the floor.
"What the heck happened?" She asked as I fully regained conscience. I didn't answer her. "Seto! Come on! I heard this big crash from the washroom, a scream and a thud. What happened to you?"
I guess the crash was my laptop, the scream was mine and the thud was when I hit the floor. "Seto! What happened? Are you alright?"
"I-I don't know. Yeah, I'm fine." I said, as I stood up.
"Need any help?" She asked me. She had changed her top to a one strapped black tank top with a red and blue dragon entwined in the centre but her pants were still the baggy light green scrubs she was changed into when she first got here. I knew she was being sincere, but I choose not to accept help-especially those who need it more.
"I said I'm fine." I brushed her away. I brushed my pants off and went to retrieve my laptop. It was against the door. I came to see that it was scratched and had a crack in the screen. "Great."
"Are you going to tell me what happened? Or will I have to kill you to get some answers?" Elaya said from behind me. She was leaning against her IV monitor, but not by much. "Well?"
"It's nothing."
"Really? So there was no reason why you flipped backwards, threw your laptop meters away and screamed. What a VERY believable story." She commented sarcastically.
As I passed by her bed, I noticed that her sketch book was opened to another picture. I picked it up to realize that it was me that she drew, typing on my now destroyed laptop. I peered closer to see that she had written 'blah blah blah' over and over again in my eyes and that the walls had the phrase, 'I'm an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, shrouded in a mystery.'
I looked back at her to see that she was standing in front of me on the opposite sides of the bed, blushing. Before she could snatch the book away from me, I took it and walked towards the door, skimming through some of them as I took more steps. I found another one that had Yugi, Wheeler, Tristan, and Téa eating lunch. My guess that it had to be done at school. A sketch near the end of the book depicted a scene of her skate boarding, and taking a fall. I smiled at that one. Then, one loose sketch fell out. As I bent down to retrieve it, another hand slipped under mine and pulled it away.
Elaya was on her knees and pulled the sheet of paper away. "Some pictures are not for the public eye." She said as she tucked it away in one of the back pockets of her scrubs. She tried to return to her up-right position, but was struggling. She tried pulling herself up by using the pole from her IV holder, but it wasn't happening.
"Need some help?" I asked before holding out my hand. She stared at it for a while before reaching out to it. I pulled her up to her feet, maybe a bit too fast, as she tripped over her own feet and crashed into me. I managed to keep my balance and held her up.
"Really sorry......didn't mean it." She mumbled in my chest. She pried herself from me in an instant.
She finally stood up on her on. "I'm gonna go take a walk, okay?" She brushed away strands of hair that were in her face. Her cheeks were slightly hued.
"Walk?" I asked. "You can barely stand."
"Wanna come with?" She asked, ignoring my previous comment. I sighed and opened the door for her.
We walked down the hallway to the secretaries' office. "How may I help you?" said an employee dressed in a turtle neck and black pants.
"Is it okay if I went outside? Just to go for a walk? My room is awfully stuffy and I'm extremely bored." Elaya asked.
The secretary had a questionable expression on her face. "I'll have to ask the doctors in charge of you. What's your last name?"
"White." Her fingers clicked on the key board quickly. "Okay, one moment." She stood up and left.
"Come on! Let's make a break for it!" She said walking as fast as she could.
"Are you insane?"
"Probably! Come on!" She hurried in front of me and made it to the exit in seconds. She waved her hand over, telling me to follow. I looked over the secretary's desk, noticed that no one was coming, then made a dash for it, meeting up with Elaya outside.
"Ah! Freedom! Isn't it great!?" Elaya said, taking in the fresh air of the outside world. "Man, it feels as if I haven't been out here for ages!"
"It's only been two days. God, what is wrong with you?"
"It's not what's wrong with me; it's what's wrong with everyone else!" She slowly left my side and walked to the playground that was outside. She saw the swings first and immediately sat on one of them. She wasn't going to swing, I was sure, because her IV holder would get screwed up. So, instead, she just sat, and watched the tall grass move in the wind. I took the swing beside her.
"Seto? What are you thinking right now?" She asked all of a sudden.
"How quiet it is." I answer.
"Words are silver, Seto, but silence is golden." She smiled. The only sounds after that were the hinges that held up our swings and the wind rustling in the wind. Suddenly, a large blue butterfly appeared out of nowhere and fluttered gently towards us. I noticed that one of its back wings had a tear in it as it landed exhausted in Elaya's lap.
"Poor thing." She whispered as she took it in her hands. She clasped her hands and shut her eyes. Her hands began to glow along with that thing around her neck. Her eyes opened suddenly and out came the butterfly, fully healed.
I watched the butterfly. I knew that it had a tear in its wing and that it couldn't fly. Now, it was all better. It didn't make sense. Unless.......
"Elaya?"
"Yes Seto?" She sounded exhausted.
"Do you want to go back to your room?" I confirmed my earlier suspicions. She HAD taken the pain and suffering from the butterfly and put it in her own body by those 'Millennium Scales' that she wears.
"Not really. I just want to stay out here. Is that okay?"
"Yeah, but don't look now, I think that some of the doctors are coming!"
"Oh crap!" She had returned to her normal self again. I guess since the pain was insignificant to her body, she was able to get over it faster. She hopped off the swings and I followed her into the open field. It was here that the grass was really tall. She was practically jumping over them. She finally collapsed into the tall grass. I almost stepped on her, since I couldn't see where she was-the grass kept her away from my sight. Instead of stepping on her, I tripped over her and fell beside her.
"Good one!" Elaya shouted and went into a fit of laughter.
"Shut up." I said as I threw grass at her. She sat up and threw some at me. Soon, it was a war of the grass. Both of us gave up, exhausted, and laughing. It felt so good to laugh again. Like a boulder was lifted off my shoulders. I lay down beside her, completely shrouded in the grass.
"I never knew that those seventeen muscles could actually work in your face!" She exclaimed sarcastically.
"Well, now you do." I turned to her with a smile on my face again. I didn't understand. I've never acted this way before. I looked back at the clouds. Watching them move so slowly in the wind.
"What do you see?" She asked after another moment of silence.
"Huh?" I asked confused coming out of a daze.
"What do you see in the clouds?!"
"Oh." I resumed my gaze to them. "I think that I see a dragon." I pointed to the one with a long, slim body and two triangle-like shapes on top.
"Hey, good eye! Check out that one! It looks like a frosted doughnut." Apparently, it was just a cloud with a circle in the middle of it. She laughed. I looked over at her again. Her hair was being constantly whipped around, no matter how many times she tried to pull it away from her face. She shut her eyes for a moment and she looked so peaceful: with one arm over her chest and the other lying straight beside her. I smiled as I loomed over her.
"Hey, E, wake up." She opened her eyes again. "If you want to nap, let's go back to your room for a little while."
"But I like it better out here." She playfully pouted. She sat up and rose to her feet without any assistance from her IV holder that was lying down beside her.
"Hey! You did that by yourself." I said. I was surprised that she wasn't limping around like a couple of hours ago. She held her arm out. "Need some assistance to stand, Mr. Kaiba?"
I brushed her arm aside and stood up myself. "Get real. Come on, let's go."
"Do you promise to take me outside again later?" She asked, walking ahead of me.
"I suck at keeping promises."
*~*~*Elaya's POV*~*~*
I can't believe that he called me 'E.' Only my friends and mom call me that. Odd, I'd never suspect that he actually considered ME a friend.....Hell; I was probably the only friend he had. Well, I guess that Yugi and the others are his friends too, but I really doubt that ever admitted it. Oh well. At least the doctors didn't kill me when they found out that I left my room. That was really funny. Seto was getting tongue lashed by the men in white about being a responsible guardian. I was cracking up while he was glaring at me for about forever!
I sat up in bed, and he sat to my side on that same stupid chair that he had been sitting in the entire morning. It was only 10:56.
"Psst. Hey, Seto?!"
"What?"
"I wanna get a book from the library. Wanna come with?"
"E, they've upped your morphine to keep you sedated and immobile. I really don't think that you should go out now." He reasoned.
"Well, I want to go BEFORE I sleep. Isn't that obvious?" He gave me no response. "Screw you, I'm going!" Unfortunately, I didn't realize how quick morphine acts upon your brain and I almost fell on my head trying to get out of the hospital bed.
"Nice going, genius." Seto said as he came around to help me.
"Well, Mr. I-think-I-know-it-all, how was I supposed to know that morphine works so quickly?"
"Because you should have been listening to the doctors when they told you three minutes ago."
"Do you think I ever listen? To anyone? Get with it, Seto!" I felt my knees buckle against my will as I was practically clutching on to Seto for dear life. He brought me back to the bed and told me--no, more like ordered me-- to lie down and not move. He pulled the covers from under me and threw them over my body. How cute. Seto Kaiba actually tucked me in....awwww. If I wasn't so drowsy, I would have asked him if he could read me a bed time story and kiss me goodnight . . . yea, that would be nice. . .
*~*~*Seto's POV*~*~*
I sat back in my chair and watched her fall back to sleep. She looks so peaceful. I lean over the barriers that surround her bed and watch her eyeballs dart side to side as she sleeps. Then I remembered her sketchbook. And those other sketches that she didn't want me to see. I got up and quietly went to retrieve it. It was by the door.
I started at the beginning. These ones were really old. I could tell that these were drawn at the orphanage, due to the lack of skill that she acquired over the years. They were of mostly me and Mokuba and one with Mokuba alone doing a funny face. I skipped some of them to come upon a landscape. This was recently new-it was signed 10/25/02-and it depicted a waterfall in the rainforest. There were more of these afterwards.
I then came across a more......unique sketch. It had a black bird in the middle that had its feathers covered in blood. In the background was Edgar Allen Poe's 'The Raven' The one after it was similar except that it had a cat on it and had the short story, 'The Black Cat' in the background. Another landscape sketch followed. This one had a mountain lion in it.
I skipped the middle sketches and headed straight to the end of the book, where that one picture had fallen out of. It was here were all the sketches were not attached to the binding, but rather just stuffed into the cover. I took them all out. One showed a mirror that was reflecting a little girl. Except that the real girl was walking away from the mirror and the reflection stood in its place, looking possessed. Another one was with vampires and shadows. On the lighter side, the next sketch had an angel's arm reaching out to another hand that was buried in the depths of hell. That reminds me of the Shadow Realm.....
I take a look at the last picture in the book, trying to forget the latter thought. My eyes went wide when I realized that it was of me and Elaya hugging in front of a sunset. She was wearing what she used to wear back at the orphanage: blue jumper with knee socks-to cover up her scars. I was wearing a white blouse with a pair of black slacks. She had her arms around my neck and her head leaning into my chest. I had my head on top of hers with my arms around her waist. Below us, were our shadows, in a slightly different position. They were in a deep kiss.
I guess that these were the type of sketches that she didn't want me to see. Now I wonder how good the other one was that she still kept in her pocket. I looked over at her and noticed that she had switched position from lying on her back to lying on her side--facing away from me. I slowly threw back the covers and saw the little piece of white sticking out of her back pocket. I reached for it and pulled it out without waking her up. I sat back in my chair and unfolded the paper. I felt guilty that I was looking at her personal sketches, but what do I care? She'll probably show the world when she becomes a famous artist or something.
I unfolded the paper to see me and her again. Sleeping in the same bed. Cuddling. She was curled up in the corner and I was behind her with my arms around her. The sheets were all scrunched up and I saw a portion of my leg-- telling me that either I was wearing shorts under the covers or nothing at all. I noticed that in the corner of the page, there was a little message.
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When we parted, so did the feelings.
The feelings for you and you alone.
Now you're back and so are they.
Creeping through every muscle, every bone.
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But you've changed . . . yet, you're still the same.
I didn't know one could grow so cold.
I believe that you're still there
Waiting to be freed, waiting to be told . . .
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What to do . . . How to change again.
How to become the same again.
How to be free of worries and troubles
How to be loved by a friend.
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And now, I look to you
Searching for answers that I know I can't find.
The answers to too many questions I need to know
Like . . . why.
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Why did we have to part?
Why did we have to change?
Why do I keep thinking,
That you feel the same?
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I miss you, the real you
The one who used to laugh and smile.
Now I see what happens
When hate and loneliness take over for a while.
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Can't I see that you're different?
Can't I see what has happened to you?
No, I can't, for I'm blinded to the fact
That you think the same way I do.
03/1/03 E. White
I didn't know what to do. I sat back in my chair, eyes wide as I read and reread the entire poem over again. I knew it was her who wrote the poem, her printing was unmistakeable. All of her e's in the poem were like little backward threes. This was drawn and written only a week ago......I thought to myself, is this the way she really feels about me? Do I feel the same?
Please REVIEW! --comments are needed for my poem. Would they make my English teacher proud, or give me a lecture? [The latter one.] {Shut up.}