Ch 6. The Shit Hits
Replys: Thank-you thank-you thank-you!!! I love you guys! You are the best! Whooo, go you! Sorry.
Spencer: Yeah conflict!
whiterabbit8584: No, it's an ending to be hated. Well, the actual ending endings going to be good I hope, but yeah, this chapter ends crazy.
Angel_of_Lightness: Wow, thanks! Am I really extra shiney, cuz that would be cool. And I could probably find you some rope if you wanted?
Shadow 2207: I know, I got the laugh too, mwa ha ha ha haaaa! See- evil!
Protectress of Dalidon: Hey, do you mind if I call you Dal? Protectress of Dalidon is so hard to right. Well, no goop on anyones heads yet, but you never know what I could do in the future! Hmmm… Come to think of it, I reckon Morpheus would look good goop- covered. Oh, bu tI like Morpheus. Maybe… I don't know. I'll think of some one. Probably Latch. Oh, shit, I ment to get your line in this chappie! I'll put it in later, it's a cool line! And I know Neo knows it, but you just have to wait and see. But yeah, fire is being played. Neo is now calm. Well, sort of. I promise, as soon as I've finished it completely, I'm going to go back, and change onything out of character. You honestly think yours is long? Have you read any of my reviews I give? Spend all evenin reading 'em! And, for the record, Latch doesn't have a brain to think with.
Lea: Yay!!! My good buddy! Sorry, less fighting. But I do know loads of fics with fighting. I tried to show you 'em, but those darned Benchies got in the way (And yes of course we Benchies deserve a capital letter, just because you think it's a crap name. We don't). And, yay me, I even got it up a day early- aren't I kind! Hope your not to bored. Here's a thought to entertain you- my mum was trying to get my sneer just right, and she thought she managed it, so she ran around the house screaming. But then she was giggeling so she couldn't do it right!
Silverrain2: Thank you, but it ain't what happens. But please, continue hating Latch.
A/N: Ok, I'm changing this to the ROTA. Ramblings of the Author. It suits it way better, these are my ramblings, I am the author. It's called logic. Anyhoo, thanks for all the reviews, it makes me feel so wanted!
This is chappie 6, revised. I've been getting help from Protectress of Dalidon, so thank her. Also, extra thanks to her for saying sorry to the TV chickens! Whoo! Anyhoo, chappie7 will be up soon, promise, and I will reply to all reviews then.
Hope you all like.
"Yeah, that's right. Your precious Trinity kissed me. And I reckon she enjoyed every second of it."
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The whole room sat in a stunned silence; none of could process what had just been said, it couldn't be true, surely? Neo was the worst, the was a smug smile written on Latch's features as he watched the man in front of him process the news, all colour and emotion draining from his face. Unable to look at Trinity, afraid of what her reaction had been, all Neo could utter was,
"You're lying"
His voice was quiet, yet it carried easily across the silence filled room. Latch replied, honey-slow, his voice dripping with malice.
"No. I'm not."
"I think my perception is very different from yours." Hearing Trinity's voice, Neo finally found the courage to look round, and saw she was staring at Latch with a hate-filled look. He had seen that look before; when she was looking at Cypher's dead body. Removing her gaze from Latch, she turned to look at Neo, her eyes honest. Gently, she rested a hand on his arm, trying to remove the uncertainty in his usually definite cocoa eyes.
"Neo, if I kissed him, he would no longer be a toad." Her voice was gentle, persuading, and Neo nearly gave in, but all the time, at the back of his head, there was a small voice, saying 'What if they did?', yet his heart just wouldn't accept it.
"You're lying."
His voice shook and Latch's smile grew as he saw Neo looking so alone. Lost.
"Nope."
"Neo, listen to me. I did not kiss him. There is no need for another cold body on this ship." Something flashed through Neo's mind as he listened to her. He trusted her, but he needed to know.
"Tell me what's going on."
"Leave it Neo, it doesn't matter."
"There's something more." He had turned to face her completely now, blocking out Latch and the rest of the crew. Nobody even seemed to have noticed they were still there anyway. Trinity looked away again, and her voice came out calmer and softer.
"Neo, trust me."
"I do, but I don't trust him. What really happened Trin?" There was a long pause, nobody said anything. Then Trinity looked at him again, and spoke, her words clear as crystal.
"He kissed me."
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The words hung in the air for a long time, nobody knowing what to say, before Neo turned on his heel, and left. Trinity walked after him.
"Neo."
He stopped walking and turned to face her.
"I want to kill him."
"I know." Her voice came out weak and she fought to keep it strong, and calm. "Just don't let him get to you. Please?"
"Trin..."
"He kissed me." Neo winced as he heard those words again. Trinity chose to ignore it and carry on. "I want to deal with him. I will not be pushed around or let this jeopardise a mission. I want him gone Neo, I want him back in Zion forever." She paused, voice softening. "I told him I loved you and nothing was going to change that."
"Jesus Trin, why the hell does this have to happen to us?"
"I could say something very corny right now." A slight smile played on her lips.
"No, Trinity, please, not a corny line." He smiled, raising his hands to his ears in jest for a moment. He licked his lips, becoming serious again, raising a hand to her cheek.
"We said no secrets right?" She didn't reply. "Right?" His voice changed, became less assured. His hand dropped. Slowly, Trinity nodded.
"Yeah."
"Don't you think this was the biggest secret?"
"No. My past is a bigger secret Neo, but you leave that alone. You trust me there."
"Because it wasn't real. Trin, the point is you can trust me. And I thought I could trust you, but you lied to me, you said nothing happened." A pause. They both knew what was coming next. "I need time to think, to sort my head out. Alone." Neo looked away, he couldn't bear to see the hurt across her face at that moment. Trinity, however, stared at him in disbelief, already closing up.
"Now I know why crewmembers shouldn't get emotionally involved." Rigidity was seeping back into her voice, her poise reverting to that of second in command.
"I'm sorry. I just need some time, to sort things out and to think about what we're going to do."
"I will take care of it." Her voice had gone cold suddenly but he shook his head, denying her that course of action.
"I'm sorry. I won't let anything happen to you Trin." He looked up. Before him, an ice queen had replaced the strong yet gentle soldier he normally saw. And this ice queen was angry.
"Don't call me that." Angry, measured words bit into the air, he winced.
"Trinity…"
"If you think leaving me is the best way, you are wrong. I will deal with Latch. We go in in an hour, be ready, I think they know where we're going to be." Her voice was all business, no trace she felt anything for the man before her.
"Trinity!" But she was gone, walking with a determined and angry stride. He swore softly.
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