Author's Notes: Yeah, Chapter seven is here for your, um....enjoyment? That
one's questionable.... hehe...well, anywho, not much to say, so I'll just
start typing away....
Title: Memories Long Forgotten
Author: KaBunny
E-mail: Alexandra_Miyoko@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Seven: Bedtime Stories
Dagger laid, staring at the ceiling from the top bunk. She had come in from the alleyway, walked into the back, found a room with a bed in it, and crawled into bed. This bed just so happened to be a bunk bed and for a better hiding place, she had crawled up into the top one. She believed she might receive a little more privacy that way.
Alas, her privacy was to be broken. About an hour later, someone opened the door and entered the room where Dagger was thinking in her 'hiding space'. She didn't know who had come in the room. All she heard was the door open and the saw the light come on.
Whoever it was plopped down in the bed underneath her, but she took no heed nor care to the person. She was far too lost on her own thoughts. 'Why would Zidane want *me*, of all people, to go with him?' she asked herself. 'What's going on with me? I never let a guy make me act like a lovesick school girl. Why should I start now? That's it! I'm putting my foot down.....I won't let him intimidate me further!'
"Dagger?" a voice asked, popping her out of her thoughts. Dagger turned her head to the side to meet with the sea blue eyes that had been troubling her thoughts recently. She looked at him in a confused manner before blinking out of her thoughts once more.
"Mr. Zidane?" Dagger asked, giving a slightly confused/amused look.
"Just call me Zidane," he muttered, smiling slightly as he laid his head in his arms on the side of the bed.
"Yes, sir," Dagger murmured, quietly.
"And cut out the 'sir', crap! It's creeping me out! You need to be more relaxed and less formal," Zidane stated, before hoping off the bed backwards.
"How did you know I was here?" she questioned, turning to look back up at the ceiling. She put her hands behind her head as she felt the bed rock. Zidane had crawled into the bunk underneath hers.
"I can smell you," Zidane stated. Dagger leaned over tot edge and looked down at him, giving him a skeptical look. Zidane smiled amusedly back at her. "My nose is incredibly sensitive."
"Oh," Dagger said, pushing herself back up onto her bunk completely. She sighed as she put her hands back behind her head.
"Is something bothering you?" Zidane asked, sensing Dagger's insecurity.
"Can I tell you a story?" she questioned, her voice slightly monotoned.
"Go ahead," Zidane replied, a small smile on his face as he looked at the bed above him.
"There was once this girl. She lost her memory when she was very young and set out into the world in search of her past. Every once and awhile she would have strange visions from this forgotten past. Eventually she met up with some companions who agreed to shelter her. She received a new name from her companions who decided to invite her into their gang. Strange things began happening around this girl and she discovered that it was her that was causing all these strange things. Because of her missing past, she had no idea where this strange power came from. One day, this girl met this boy. He was unique to her and strange things began happening again, but this time it wasn't her that was causing them. This boy seemed to be involved in them and they seemed to link her with her past. The boy then asked the girl if she wanted to travel with him to help on his quest. And you know what she said?"
"What did she say?" Zidane asked, his smile broadening.
"She said yes," Dagger replied, closing her eyes.
"Is that why you passed out, Dagger? I mean, when you fell off the roof? You passed out because you were having a vision of your past?" Zidane inquired, completely fascinated by the girl.
"Yes, that is why I fell off the roof," Dagger muttered. "How did you know?"
"Know it was you?" Zidane asked, arching an eyebrow in thought. "Oh, you mean the story. I figured no one would've been crazy enough to name their child Dagger......only Baku."
"How would you know about Boss naming his children?" Dagger questioned, her voice getting softer by the minute. She was falling asleep.
"Because.....I'm his child," Zidane muttered, glancing at the wall.
Dagger sat up suddenly and hit her head on the ceiling. She fell back down into her bed holding her head after the loud bang was made. Zidane crawled out of bed and pulled himself up so he could look at Dagger in the top bunk. "Are you alright?" he asked, a small smile on his head.
"I believe so," Dagger replied, crawling out of the top bunk carefully. She was rubbing her forehead as she landed on her feet on the floor. She turned to look at Zidane who had hopped down beside her.
"Got a little excited did we?" Zidane teased, a smile on his handsome face.
"Well, it was always Boss's son this and Boss's son that! I never actually learned your name and here you are before me," Dagger muttered as if in awe. "You are as virtuous as all the stories."
"Whatever the guys told you are probably all fairy tales," Zidane said, waving his hand as if to wave off the words she had just said.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry!" Dagger exclaimed, kneeling down on one knee. She had held up his sword before him in both her hands as though it was something sacred. "Boss placed this is my possession for safe keeping."
"You keep it," Zidane answered, pushing her hands back down toward her. He then leaned forward and pulled her to her feet. "And please stop embarrassing me."
"Yes, sir!" Dagger murmured, blushing slightly. "I promise, sir. I will not embarrass you anymore."
"Cut it out!" Zidane grumbled, rolling his eyes. "You called me sir again.....for the last time, call me Zidane!"
"Sorry, Zidane," Dagger murmured, the name rolling off her tongue with ease.
"I think we should get some rest," Zidane replied, giving her a smile as he leaned his face in closer to get her downcast eyes to look at him. "Tomorrow, we'll talk to Baku, alright?"
"Yes," Dagger muttered, taking a step back when her eyes came up to meet his.
"So, you want top or bottom bunk?"
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Dagger was kneeled before Baku, her head bowed deeply. Zidane was leaning against the wall next to her looking at his adopted father, who was staring at Dagger admirably. Baku knew what was coming, but he also knew that Dagger would promise to return and visit sometimes. And unlike his son, Dagger would keep her promise.
"Um, sir?" Dagger asked, tentatively, from her bowed position. She looked up at him, but still did not stand up completely. "I have a request."
"Yes, Dagger?" Baku questioned, turning to look at the wall behind him. He turned his back on Dagger.
"I would like to request that you let me leave Tantalus," she stated, still not standing up.
Baku turned back around to look into her chocolate brown eyes. They told him of her gratefulness and her sorrow. She didn't want to leave, but felt that she had to. Baku understood this and a smile grew up on his face as he let out a chuckle.
"You remember the rules of course?" Baku questioned, the smile still on his face.
"Yes, sir," Dagger replied, bowing her head.
Baku rolled his hand into a fist as he took a step toward Dagger. He pulled his hand high above his head and brought it down quickly towards Dagger's head, the grin broadening. His fist stopped just above her head and he tapped her lightly, barely even ruffling her hair.
"That should teach you to mess with Tantalus!" Baku bellowed between his roars of laughter as he walked out of the room. He closed the door behind him, but the string of laughter could still be heard as he walked farther and farther away.
Zidane glared at the door in disbelief. "I don't *believe* this! That's so unfair," Zidane muttered, childishly.
"What's that?" Dagger asked, standing up to look at her new traveling companion.
"He really beat the crap outta me when I left," Zidane answered, a sour look plastered on his face as he turned to look at Dagger.
Dagger placed a hand over her mouth when she burst out laughing. She leaned over gripping her stomach as she still giggled.
Zidane stared at the brunette that was cracking up at his comment. He couldn't help but smile. She was so graceful, beautiful, and usually reserved. Her tinkle of a laughter just made him want to laugh, but it would be totally inappropriate considering that he was completely serious when he said what he said.
So, instead, Zidane rolled his eyes and sighed, which caused Dagger to straighten up and clear her throat as she gained back some of her reserved nature. "Sorry," she apologized and Zidane grinned as he took a few steps closer to her. He set a hand on her shoulder and leaned his face in close to hers in intimidation.
"That's the first time you didn't say 'I apologize'.....you're getting better," he muttered, giving a small smile. "We're leaving in the afternoon, so get ready." He then, turned and walked out of the room just in time to miss Dagger's blush.
She put a hand on her pounding heart to slow it's fast tempo. 'I must remember that I can't let him instigate me. He cannot know that I care for him because he may end up getting hurt in the end,' Dagger thought, the blush fading and her face forming into a determined one.
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! and Happy Hanuka! Happy Kwanza while you're at it too! I don't know any of the other holidays....sniff, sniff I hope I didn't miss one, but Happy Holidays nonetheless! (Heh heh....this will probably show up sometime in January when I post it so you'll all be like what's that physco talking about?) Yeah, so...do all the stuff that you normally so do and have FUN!!!
Stay Tuned for Chapter Eight: The Adventure Begins; Terror Strikes.......The gang (Zidane, Dagger, Freya, and Vivi) meet up with the questing knights and they are all thrown in JAIL! Why? You'll have to wait for that one, hehe....Dagger's past comes back to haunt her.....can she save her new friends or will they suffer the consequences for someone else's deeds?
Ja ne! Joyeux Noel! ~KaBunny
Title: Memories Long Forgotten
Author: KaBunny
E-mail: Alexandra_Miyoko@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Seven: Bedtime Stories
Dagger laid, staring at the ceiling from the top bunk. She had come in from the alleyway, walked into the back, found a room with a bed in it, and crawled into bed. This bed just so happened to be a bunk bed and for a better hiding place, she had crawled up into the top one. She believed she might receive a little more privacy that way.
Alas, her privacy was to be broken. About an hour later, someone opened the door and entered the room where Dagger was thinking in her 'hiding space'. She didn't know who had come in the room. All she heard was the door open and the saw the light come on.
Whoever it was plopped down in the bed underneath her, but she took no heed nor care to the person. She was far too lost on her own thoughts. 'Why would Zidane want *me*, of all people, to go with him?' she asked herself. 'What's going on with me? I never let a guy make me act like a lovesick school girl. Why should I start now? That's it! I'm putting my foot down.....I won't let him intimidate me further!'
"Dagger?" a voice asked, popping her out of her thoughts. Dagger turned her head to the side to meet with the sea blue eyes that had been troubling her thoughts recently. She looked at him in a confused manner before blinking out of her thoughts once more.
"Mr. Zidane?" Dagger asked, giving a slightly confused/amused look.
"Just call me Zidane," he muttered, smiling slightly as he laid his head in his arms on the side of the bed.
"Yes, sir," Dagger murmured, quietly.
"And cut out the 'sir', crap! It's creeping me out! You need to be more relaxed and less formal," Zidane stated, before hoping off the bed backwards.
"How did you know I was here?" she questioned, turning to look back up at the ceiling. She put her hands behind her head as she felt the bed rock. Zidane had crawled into the bunk underneath hers.
"I can smell you," Zidane stated. Dagger leaned over tot edge and looked down at him, giving him a skeptical look. Zidane smiled amusedly back at her. "My nose is incredibly sensitive."
"Oh," Dagger said, pushing herself back up onto her bunk completely. She sighed as she put her hands back behind her head.
"Is something bothering you?" Zidane asked, sensing Dagger's insecurity.
"Can I tell you a story?" she questioned, her voice slightly monotoned.
"Go ahead," Zidane replied, a small smile on his face as he looked at the bed above him.
"There was once this girl. She lost her memory when she was very young and set out into the world in search of her past. Every once and awhile she would have strange visions from this forgotten past. Eventually she met up with some companions who agreed to shelter her. She received a new name from her companions who decided to invite her into their gang. Strange things began happening around this girl and she discovered that it was her that was causing all these strange things. Because of her missing past, she had no idea where this strange power came from. One day, this girl met this boy. He was unique to her and strange things began happening again, but this time it wasn't her that was causing them. This boy seemed to be involved in them and they seemed to link her with her past. The boy then asked the girl if she wanted to travel with him to help on his quest. And you know what she said?"
"What did she say?" Zidane asked, his smile broadening.
"She said yes," Dagger replied, closing her eyes.
"Is that why you passed out, Dagger? I mean, when you fell off the roof? You passed out because you were having a vision of your past?" Zidane inquired, completely fascinated by the girl.
"Yes, that is why I fell off the roof," Dagger muttered. "How did you know?"
"Know it was you?" Zidane asked, arching an eyebrow in thought. "Oh, you mean the story. I figured no one would've been crazy enough to name their child Dagger......only Baku."
"How would you know about Boss naming his children?" Dagger questioned, her voice getting softer by the minute. She was falling asleep.
"Because.....I'm his child," Zidane muttered, glancing at the wall.
Dagger sat up suddenly and hit her head on the ceiling. She fell back down into her bed holding her head after the loud bang was made. Zidane crawled out of bed and pulled himself up so he could look at Dagger in the top bunk. "Are you alright?" he asked, a small smile on his head.
"I believe so," Dagger replied, crawling out of the top bunk carefully. She was rubbing her forehead as she landed on her feet on the floor. She turned to look at Zidane who had hopped down beside her.
"Got a little excited did we?" Zidane teased, a smile on his handsome face.
"Well, it was always Boss's son this and Boss's son that! I never actually learned your name and here you are before me," Dagger muttered as if in awe. "You are as virtuous as all the stories."
"Whatever the guys told you are probably all fairy tales," Zidane said, waving his hand as if to wave off the words she had just said.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry!" Dagger exclaimed, kneeling down on one knee. She had held up his sword before him in both her hands as though it was something sacred. "Boss placed this is my possession for safe keeping."
"You keep it," Zidane answered, pushing her hands back down toward her. He then leaned forward and pulled her to her feet. "And please stop embarrassing me."
"Yes, sir!" Dagger murmured, blushing slightly. "I promise, sir. I will not embarrass you anymore."
"Cut it out!" Zidane grumbled, rolling his eyes. "You called me sir again.....for the last time, call me Zidane!"
"Sorry, Zidane," Dagger murmured, the name rolling off her tongue with ease.
"I think we should get some rest," Zidane replied, giving her a smile as he leaned his face in closer to get her downcast eyes to look at him. "Tomorrow, we'll talk to Baku, alright?"
"Yes," Dagger muttered, taking a step back when her eyes came up to meet his.
"So, you want top or bottom bunk?"
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Dagger was kneeled before Baku, her head bowed deeply. Zidane was leaning against the wall next to her looking at his adopted father, who was staring at Dagger admirably. Baku knew what was coming, but he also knew that Dagger would promise to return and visit sometimes. And unlike his son, Dagger would keep her promise.
"Um, sir?" Dagger asked, tentatively, from her bowed position. She looked up at him, but still did not stand up completely. "I have a request."
"Yes, Dagger?" Baku questioned, turning to look at the wall behind him. He turned his back on Dagger.
"I would like to request that you let me leave Tantalus," she stated, still not standing up.
Baku turned back around to look into her chocolate brown eyes. They told him of her gratefulness and her sorrow. She didn't want to leave, but felt that she had to. Baku understood this and a smile grew up on his face as he let out a chuckle.
"You remember the rules of course?" Baku questioned, the smile still on his face.
"Yes, sir," Dagger replied, bowing her head.
Baku rolled his hand into a fist as he took a step toward Dagger. He pulled his hand high above his head and brought it down quickly towards Dagger's head, the grin broadening. His fist stopped just above her head and he tapped her lightly, barely even ruffling her hair.
"That should teach you to mess with Tantalus!" Baku bellowed between his roars of laughter as he walked out of the room. He closed the door behind him, but the string of laughter could still be heard as he walked farther and farther away.
Zidane glared at the door in disbelief. "I don't *believe* this! That's so unfair," Zidane muttered, childishly.
"What's that?" Dagger asked, standing up to look at her new traveling companion.
"He really beat the crap outta me when I left," Zidane answered, a sour look plastered on his face as he turned to look at Dagger.
Dagger placed a hand over her mouth when she burst out laughing. She leaned over gripping her stomach as she still giggled.
Zidane stared at the brunette that was cracking up at his comment. He couldn't help but smile. She was so graceful, beautiful, and usually reserved. Her tinkle of a laughter just made him want to laugh, but it would be totally inappropriate considering that he was completely serious when he said what he said.
So, instead, Zidane rolled his eyes and sighed, which caused Dagger to straighten up and clear her throat as she gained back some of her reserved nature. "Sorry," she apologized and Zidane grinned as he took a few steps closer to her. He set a hand on her shoulder and leaned his face in close to hers in intimidation.
"That's the first time you didn't say 'I apologize'.....you're getting better," he muttered, giving a small smile. "We're leaving in the afternoon, so get ready." He then, turned and walked out of the room just in time to miss Dagger's blush.
She put a hand on her pounding heart to slow it's fast tempo. 'I must remember that I can't let him instigate me. He cannot know that I care for him because he may end up getting hurt in the end,' Dagger thought, the blush fading and her face forming into a determined one.
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! and Happy Hanuka! Happy Kwanza while you're at it too! I don't know any of the other holidays....sniff, sniff I hope I didn't miss one, but Happy Holidays nonetheless! (Heh heh....this will probably show up sometime in January when I post it so you'll all be like what's that physco talking about?) Yeah, so...do all the stuff that you normally so do and have FUN!!!
Stay Tuned for Chapter Eight: The Adventure Begins; Terror Strikes.......The gang (Zidane, Dagger, Freya, and Vivi) meet up with the questing knights and they are all thrown in JAIL! Why? You'll have to wait for that one, hehe....Dagger's past comes back to haunt her.....can she save her new friends or will they suffer the consequences for someone else's deeds?
Ja ne! Joyeux Noel! ~KaBunny