Enrique:
-knight.-wake thee-
"Nnnnhhhhh…"
I don't want to get up – sleep hasn't been this comfortable, or even obtainable, for some time now. Nightmares of screaming chaos, and blood, and flashes of light – even though I know I haven't had them for very long, it's progressed to the point where I can no longer remember a single night without their presence.
Until this night, that is.
…waitaminute…
-companionship!-fear-he needs…you…-
Amphilyon--
-GO-
The note of urgency in my Bitbeast's thoughts – what could be wrong?
Throwing on my jacket, I pad out of my room and down the stairs, wincing as each step makes the wood creak. The door of the room's been left slightly ajar, thank goodness.
Amphilyon give me the mental equivalent of a boot in the behind, propelling me forward with a stifled cry. Thought-cursing at my Bitbeast, who only chuckles in reply, I seat myself in the oh-so-convenient armchair near the bed.
You're still asleep.
I reach out with a tentative hand, greatly daring, and smooth stray chartreuse strands from your face.
…You used to look so innocent, and it's as though that same innocence has been through the wringer and ground in the dust. Your face is guarded even now, and the unhealthy tinge to your skin does nothing to help matters.
But…you're still beautiful. And I feel the same way about you that I did five months ago, before this whole nightmare began.
You turn your head to the side, leaning into the touch, and I draw my hand back with a gasp. A soft noise of discontent escaping your lips, you settle down again beneath the sheets.
I lean back in the chair with a relieved sigh. My eyes are so heavy…I'll just…rest them for a second…
Approximately three hours later, a soft laugh jerks me out of my slumber.
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A/N: Don't you just hate me sometimes? I promised you'd all find out what happened to Oliver. But I still don't know, and this was beating on my skull so I had to write it. Bah! It's still SOMETHING, right? O.\\\ And you get a taste of Enrique/Oliver mush!
Well, I did as promised and churned out my fifth chapter, although it's more of an interlude than a story-progress. Now, for the nightmare of school projects…
These multiple languages are difficult. I can speak Tagalog and English fluently, I'm in my second year of Japanese study, and I had some minor Spanish lessons about two years back. Sadly, my French is terribly rusty and my Italian speaking skills are nonexistent. Blah. _ I can curse in 'most any language, though…as if that's a talent.
MidnightLoner: Yes, school is evil. VERY evil.
Klyukaizer: I requested for user 'klyukaizer' to be my Neofriend. …That's the right name, right?
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From the fake chapter I posted earlier O.o;
Klyukaizer: Glad ya think so. And for your review on 'A Friendship Formed,' my Neopets username is maroku. I checked and you don't seem to have gone on since 2001, eh what? O.o
(Maroku: You made your muse an alias. *twitch*
Drac: *sniff* consider it an honor! :P)
Dark Sorceress Kurama: a) NO!!!! O.o b) I put the 'someone sent by parents' thing in my notes for chapter 5…thankee for the suggestion ~_~
Liyanette: Wow…such an avid fan! X.x Sorry to disappoint you…
Christina: Yay. I wasn't sure what opinion on it would be, since I wrote it past midnight…was almost half-blind by the time I uploaded it.
(Maroku: Yeah…you stepped on my tail on the way to bed.)
MidnightLoner: Glad to see someone shares my feelings…writer's block is painful to the extreme. I'LL SWITCH WITH YA! I LOVE POETRY! You can handle my geometry instead…LOL j/k =D
Alice: Eeek! Death threats! Nooooo...I didn't start writing to have death threats!
Darkphoenix: Can I call you darkchicken? Joking, joking…and no! I'm not killing him! If I did there wouldn't be much point to the story…o.O Don't be mean!
And some things I forgot to mention earlier:
Maroku is my sixteen-month old muse, a.k.a. little blue dragon with huge googly eyes and little wings that allow her to fly, against the laws of physics. Immensely sarcastic, though…suits me fine.
And…I just realized how much I'd based this off a series by Gundam Wing writers Mel and Christy known as the 'Death and the Dragon' arc. Search on Google…or in my 'Favorite Authors' list if you want to find their stories. (Shhh…don't TELL them! Only the basic idea is similar! The plotline is MUCH different!)