Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Not-quite-character death, slash, might be cursing, not sure.
Chapter Eight: Waiting
Sam and Jack skipped along the hall, tword the grotto, swinging the hands with finger wound together, laughing just for the joy of laughing. They were happy. Very happy. It was always such fun to be in charge of the liquidation of the temporary base, in this case the bar Twitty had started it all for Louis in.
When the newbie called after them, Jack stopped abrubtly, and swung Sam around, releasing his hand, and catching him around the waist in the same instant. They both twirled around once, with flourish, then Jack dipped his twin, and gave him the same dramatic kiss Louis had become accustomed to in a surprisingly short amount of time.
When Jack finnaly pulled back, Sam looked breathless, and giddy, and allowed his twin to keep holding onto him, as he did only about a quarter of the time.
"What's up, newbie?" Jack asked, grinning at Louis like a cat who'd just gotten the canary.
Louis, completely unphased by anything Ulovlige might do, by this time, went straight (no pun intended) into his inquiry. "How do you know when you're in love with someone?" he asked.
Let it be known that Louis had no possible clue why he was asking a Gemini this, as they don't fall in love. Maybe they just seemed most likely to give him any sort of answer at all. Vampires were way to fond of mysterious silence, and speaking in obscure riddles, generally in forein, or ancient, half-, or all-forgotten dialects.
"You don't." Sam replied, instantly.
"No until you kiss the person, anyway." Jack added.
"After that, you just feel it."
"It's like a disease."
"It tears you apart from the inside."
"At the same time it's the only thing that-"
"Keeps you warm at night-"
"-whether their around, or not-"
"-it makes life worth living-"
"-and makes problems lose their significance."
Louis looked at them carefully. He was used to their switching off when they talked- it was easy to get used to it, once the novelty wore off. It was just twin speak. "I've never kissed him." he said.
Jack started to say something, but Sam rammed an elbow gently into his stomach. "I think matters of the heart are /my/ forte`, brother, dear." he said, sweetly. Jack grinned, as his twin, smirking, adressed Louis.
"You don't need to, just yet." he said. "If you're sure- or mostly sure, anyway, it's hard to be sure of anything- all you need to do is let him. Don't make sappy, dramatic love proclaimations. Nobody takes them seriously. That's just not how things are done here. And, anyway, that's our job." He nudged Jack with his elbow, agein. "You know he's in love with you, and he knows you know, so all you have to do is keep acting the way you always do- be a bit more physical about it- and he'll know. He'll just /know/."
Andromeda held tight to Marz's hand as she led him quickly down the narrow alley-way. Marz glanced back at Rainbow, making sure they were still there, then looked ahead. Andromeda dropped his hand after a moment, and quickly climbed a rusted ladder, to the top of the low building.
"Come on, Rainbow!" Andromeda hissed, pulling her twin up after her. "Hurry!"
Viper came first, and helped Vespera up behind her, then the Gemini bolted across the roof. They leapt across two narrow alleys, landing without missing a step, onto the parallel roof-tops, until Andromeda skidded to a stop at a waist-length ledge on the edge of the third roof, and leaned over at a ninty-degree angle to her hair (unbound, today) fell in an electric purple waterfall below her.
Marz, and Rainbow crashed into the wall on either side of her, and ended up in silimar positions. None of them noticed the pain in their abdomens. They were just in time.
As Ren Stevens passed the alleyway the Gemini looked down on, she 'just happened' to look in, courtesy of a certain Seer-Warper named Kassandra, while she was on her day off from screwing around with the newbie's head.
Gemini couldn't hear what she said, but Ren was at Tawnys side so quickly she seemed to teleport, though they knew she didn't. She reached into her pocket, and produced a lavender cell-phone, on which she swiftly dialed 911. Once she'd made her report, she checked the girls pulse, then shifted her weight nervously for what must have seemed to be an eternity, but was really only a few minutes, until the ambulance arrived.
As Tawny was loaded into the ambulance, Rainbow grinned evilly at one-another. It was their week off, and they, and the other Gemini, if they wanted, could easly have fun with this.
Twitty was nervous. When he was nervous, he did some very stupid things. Once he had bought the entirety of a flower stand, plucked all the petals, one by one, and piled them up, then lain naked on the pile until his nerves went away, several weeks later, and he was just grumpy.
As a precautionary measure ageinst such ill-advised actions, he decided to barricade himself in his chambers until he felt better.
This was where Ryo found him, sitting, rocking back and forth, in the middle of his bed, eyes closed, meditating, or dead. Vampires, expecially Dionysian Vampires, had the unique ability to shut down bodily functions, and go on with pre-programmed actions until an also pre-programmed date, and time, when they came back to themselves, with no memory of what happened in the time they were deceased.
Ryo threw himself onto the cloud-soft bed in front of him, and propped himself up on his elbows, watching the lavender-haired one.
Ryo was dressed more conservatively them usual (though that's not saying much, as I'm sure any readers I still have have guessed) in black cut-offs, and a navy blue muscle shirt that showed off muscles he didn't have effectivly.
"What're you doing here?" Twitty asked, after a long moment of silence.
"Gaia's worried, love." Ryo replied. "You're brooding."
"Maybe. What business is it of hers? Or yours?"
"She's your friend, and I'm as much in love with her as I can be."
"Philophobe."
"Perhaps."
"I thought Jonothin was your partner."
"And Gaia and Nothing are our Projectiles."
Twitty sighed. "You know how much I hate that term." he said, sadly. "It's not even used properly. Only those weak enough to need more then their soulmate need Projectiles."
"Then, I suppose we're weak." Ryo replied, gently.
"You know thats not what I meant." the lavender-haired boy told him. "You don't need Projectiles you only like them."
"Maybe." The other said, shrugging. "Wanna come hunt with us?"
"Where?"
"We were thinking of warping to Hallucination to pick up Nixa and Gally. They said they'd found a great place outside of town."
"Nixa and Gally?" Twittys eyes finnaly opened, and fixed on Ryo questioningly. "But, aren't they...?"
"From Zeusasia." Ryo confirmed. "They settled over there a couple years ago- you were in the middle of your mission."
"Cool." Twitty said.
"Does that mean you'll come with us?"
"Sure."
To Be Continued....
AN: Sorry this took so long. Lotsa shit going on over here, even without including my breif hospitalization. Thanks to everyone who reveiwed, especially animenut2003. I had honestly forgotten about this story, until I checked my e-mail, and saw a notification of your reveiw.
Dedication: To all my reveiwers- I've never gotten nothing but more or less positive reveiws on a story before. Too cool. And to Jack and Farrow- I REALLY hope you don't get your hair cut. I like you better now then I did last year. Just thought I'd say it, even though you'll never read this. (I hope. That would be kind of creepy.)
Warnings: Not-quite-character death, slash, might be cursing, not sure.
Chapter Eight: Waiting
Sam and Jack skipped along the hall, tword the grotto, swinging the hands with finger wound together, laughing just for the joy of laughing. They were happy. Very happy. It was always such fun to be in charge of the liquidation of the temporary base, in this case the bar Twitty had started it all for Louis in.
When the newbie called after them, Jack stopped abrubtly, and swung Sam around, releasing his hand, and catching him around the waist in the same instant. They both twirled around once, with flourish, then Jack dipped his twin, and gave him the same dramatic kiss Louis had become accustomed to in a surprisingly short amount of time.
When Jack finnaly pulled back, Sam looked breathless, and giddy, and allowed his twin to keep holding onto him, as he did only about a quarter of the time.
"What's up, newbie?" Jack asked, grinning at Louis like a cat who'd just gotten the canary.
Louis, completely unphased by anything Ulovlige might do, by this time, went straight (no pun intended) into his inquiry. "How do you know when you're in love with someone?" he asked.
Let it be known that Louis had no possible clue why he was asking a Gemini this, as they don't fall in love. Maybe they just seemed most likely to give him any sort of answer at all. Vampires were way to fond of mysterious silence, and speaking in obscure riddles, generally in forein, or ancient, half-, or all-forgotten dialects.
"You don't." Sam replied, instantly.
"No until you kiss the person, anyway." Jack added.
"After that, you just feel it."
"It's like a disease."
"It tears you apart from the inside."
"At the same time it's the only thing that-"
"Keeps you warm at night-"
"-whether their around, or not-"
"-it makes life worth living-"
"-and makes problems lose their significance."
Louis looked at them carefully. He was used to their switching off when they talked- it was easy to get used to it, once the novelty wore off. It was just twin speak. "I've never kissed him." he said.
Jack started to say something, but Sam rammed an elbow gently into his stomach. "I think matters of the heart are /my/ forte`, brother, dear." he said, sweetly. Jack grinned, as his twin, smirking, adressed Louis.
"You don't need to, just yet." he said. "If you're sure- or mostly sure, anyway, it's hard to be sure of anything- all you need to do is let him. Don't make sappy, dramatic love proclaimations. Nobody takes them seriously. That's just not how things are done here. And, anyway, that's our job." He nudged Jack with his elbow, agein. "You know he's in love with you, and he knows you know, so all you have to do is keep acting the way you always do- be a bit more physical about it- and he'll know. He'll just /know/."
Andromeda held tight to Marz's hand as she led him quickly down the narrow alley-way. Marz glanced back at Rainbow, making sure they were still there, then looked ahead. Andromeda dropped his hand after a moment, and quickly climbed a rusted ladder, to the top of the low building.
"Come on, Rainbow!" Andromeda hissed, pulling her twin up after her. "Hurry!"
Viper came first, and helped Vespera up behind her, then the Gemini bolted across the roof. They leapt across two narrow alleys, landing without missing a step, onto the parallel roof-tops, until Andromeda skidded to a stop at a waist-length ledge on the edge of the third roof, and leaned over at a ninty-degree angle to her hair (unbound, today) fell in an electric purple waterfall below her.
Marz, and Rainbow crashed into the wall on either side of her, and ended up in silimar positions. None of them noticed the pain in their abdomens. They were just in time.
As Ren Stevens passed the alleyway the Gemini looked down on, she 'just happened' to look in, courtesy of a certain Seer-Warper named Kassandra, while she was on her day off from screwing around with the newbie's head.
Gemini couldn't hear what she said, but Ren was at Tawnys side so quickly she seemed to teleport, though they knew she didn't. She reached into her pocket, and produced a lavender cell-phone, on which she swiftly dialed 911. Once she'd made her report, she checked the girls pulse, then shifted her weight nervously for what must have seemed to be an eternity, but was really only a few minutes, until the ambulance arrived.
As Tawny was loaded into the ambulance, Rainbow grinned evilly at one-another. It was their week off, and they, and the other Gemini, if they wanted, could easly have fun with this.
Twitty was nervous. When he was nervous, he did some very stupid things. Once he had bought the entirety of a flower stand, plucked all the petals, one by one, and piled them up, then lain naked on the pile until his nerves went away, several weeks later, and he was just grumpy.
As a precautionary measure ageinst such ill-advised actions, he decided to barricade himself in his chambers until he felt better.
This was where Ryo found him, sitting, rocking back and forth, in the middle of his bed, eyes closed, meditating, or dead. Vampires, expecially Dionysian Vampires, had the unique ability to shut down bodily functions, and go on with pre-programmed actions until an also pre-programmed date, and time, when they came back to themselves, with no memory of what happened in the time they were deceased.
Ryo threw himself onto the cloud-soft bed in front of him, and propped himself up on his elbows, watching the lavender-haired one.
Ryo was dressed more conservatively them usual (though that's not saying much, as I'm sure any readers I still have have guessed) in black cut-offs, and a navy blue muscle shirt that showed off muscles he didn't have effectivly.
"What're you doing here?" Twitty asked, after a long moment of silence.
"Gaia's worried, love." Ryo replied. "You're brooding."
"Maybe. What business is it of hers? Or yours?"
"She's your friend, and I'm as much in love with her as I can be."
"Philophobe."
"Perhaps."
"I thought Jonothin was your partner."
"And Gaia and Nothing are our Projectiles."
Twitty sighed. "You know how much I hate that term." he said, sadly. "It's not even used properly. Only those weak enough to need more then their soulmate need Projectiles."
"Then, I suppose we're weak." Ryo replied, gently.
"You know thats not what I meant." the lavender-haired boy told him. "You don't need Projectiles you only like them."
"Maybe." The other said, shrugging. "Wanna come hunt with us?"
"Where?"
"We were thinking of warping to Hallucination to pick up Nixa and Gally. They said they'd found a great place outside of town."
"Nixa and Gally?" Twittys eyes finnaly opened, and fixed on Ryo questioningly. "But, aren't they...?"
"From Zeusasia." Ryo confirmed. "They settled over there a couple years ago- you were in the middle of your mission."
"Cool." Twitty said.
"Does that mean you'll come with us?"
"Sure."
To Be Continued....
AN: Sorry this took so long. Lotsa shit going on over here, even without including my breif hospitalization. Thanks to everyone who reveiwed, especially animenut2003. I had honestly forgotten about this story, until I checked my e-mail, and saw a notification of your reveiw.
Dedication: To all my reveiwers- I've never gotten nothing but more or less positive reveiws on a story before. Too cool. And to Jack and Farrow- I REALLY hope you don't get your hair cut. I like you better now then I did last year. Just thought I'd say it, even though you'll never read this. (I hope. That would be kind of creepy.)