Note: I want to dedicate this chapter to my lovely reviewers, Aura, Silver Dragon, Firedea, Lilpeach1000, Pegasus's Protector, and digitamer252! Hi, guys! *waves energetically* I gotta say, I absolutely loveloveLOVE Pegasus-sama as well, but when I get an idea in my head, there's no stopping me... I was distraught when I found out he was married... Accursed Cecilia... Grr... My list of bishounen is shrinking... Oh well. I hope you're all well!
Delusions
By Warrior Kalia
Chapter 4:
Medicine
A few years passed, in which Maximillion Pegasus gained his freedom, his childhood home, his father's company, and his Millennium Eye. But that, dear readers, is a story for another day.
Time had shown his condition to be somewhat stable, though he did have an occasional relapse. The servants, in this eventuality, usually alerted Megumi, who always arrived to calm him down. She became his nurse, almost, making sure he took his medicine during the relapses, telling him anything she could think of that might help him come to his senses, and staying by his side until he came back. It is a week after one of these relapses that our story picks up again.
Maximillion was at breakfast, thinking, a tiny frown creasing his pale skin. He picked up his glass and inspected it- red wine. He had an absolutely horrid tendency to drink alcohol in the morning. Megumi had always told him that it was bad for him, but it was something that he had unconsciously picked up from his father, something that he dropped when prompted and eventually- unwittingly- picked up again. Lost in thought, Max raised the wine glass to his lips. He had taken a sip when something white caught his eye.
The objects were tiny and unobtrusive; something that many a person was used to seeing at breakfast. He, however, never managed to get used to not just the items, but the idea that they existed- the reason they were there at all. The bright white pills that supposedly made his life better, that 'cured' him.
Cured.
Ha.
He hated it all; the 'silences' in which he felt almost normal, lasting just long enough that he believed he might actually have gotten better... Then a sudden drop into the world he had known for so long. If this was the cure, then he'd take the sickness. At least he wouldn't have times that lied to him, promising a normal life. All he had was the rabbit. He shuddered.
He glared at his medicine, lying innocently next to his plate. He hated it suddenly, and everything it represented. The voices, the hallucinations, the fear and anger... He picked up the pills, staring hard at them. No... No more. He could barely remember his last 'reversion', but he was sure that anything, anything would be better than the constant fear, having to look over his proverbial shoulder, never knowing when the next one would strike... Always waiting, waiting for that hellish rabbit to appear from a corner or shadow, his red eyes glowing with anticipation at the sight of him and his manic grin in place...
Max pocketed the medicine silently. He jumped a bit when a voice called out to him. "Anything the matter, Master Pegasus?" asked Croquet, who was across the hall.
Pegasus paused. "No. No, nothing's the matter, Croquet, thank you." He said, with a half smile. He began to eat once more, still thinking hard about the darkness inside of himself.
---
Maximillion crushed the tiny white pills, one by one, under his heel. The powder drifted and settled in the light wind his dress shoes' movement created. He glared at the pearly white dust on the tiled floor of his bathroom. Slowly, he brushed the powder into his hand and sprinkled it into the sink, turning on the water as he did so. Dusting off his hands, he turned triumphantly and, turning off the water with one hand, left the room.
Never again.
Note: Okies, that's chapter 4! I'll have to update it sometime... Um... The next chapter is a little while later, like a few days. Okay? Okay!
Note: Usual updates today. Underlining, added some words, split things up a bit. -1/27/2004, Warrior Kalia