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A/N: Now the M/A action that everyone wants to see so desperately won't be coming in this chapter because we need to establish some things first. I'M SORRY! Keep reading 'cos you next chapter might be the one. We'll see. LOADS AND LOADS OF STUFF STILL TO COME. Now most important of all..READ AND REVIEW PEOPLE!
Entering the Cafeteria, Hazel was welcomed with a swarm of mini Xs.
"We knew you could do it, Hazel." Was the consensus feeling it seemed.
"Knew that method would work." Stated Midnight grinning with pride, "It was my idea, you know?" he said to a neighbouring transhuman.
Em rolled her eyes at her friend, "It was all our idea."
"Yeah, anywayz...it still helped Hazel win." The older transgenic replied, the victorious grin still on his face. Many of her other students agreed.
"Well...I don't know about that 'Night." Inputted Hazel as Alec helped her onto one of the chairs in the hall.
"What do you mean?" asked Ray, her arm bent on Midnight's shoulder comfortably, helping her lean forward.
Alec looked at his friend curiously, as did the rest of the hall.
"Well, there wasn't a clear winner." She said not looking at any of them, "I mean...we both got hurt." The petite beauty indicated her leg that was still bleeding through her severely bandaged bandage.
"Yeah...but you did the final move." Growled Mole in his usual manner.
"I know....but this whole thing was a teaching presentation...so me doing the final move doesn't mean anything." Replied Hazel her eyes passing over everyone who still looked at her confused.
To all the transgenics it was well known that if you performed a blow and the opponent didn't rise to challenge it, then you were proclaimed the winner.
"Look..." said Hazel sighing slightly, "...all I'm saying is that...Max and I both won."
Alec, at first, looked at her quizzically; but his questioning face soon broke into a small smile of understanding and pride at his friend's graciousness.
Midnight looked at his mentor outraged, "But...but...Hazel...you did the final blow..."
"I know 'Night, but sometimes you need to know when a fight really isn't a fight, and doesn't mean anything. I mean, just think of my fight with Max as not really a fight...it was just a...spar." said Hazel shrugging faintly.
Midnight looked at her, still with no signs of accepting.
"I mean when you fight with Ray..." she said indicating the pretty transgenic who was still leaning against him, "You don't try to find a winner, you just fight to practise." He nodded, so she continued, "It was just like that."
"Oh." He said sounding slightly disappointed.
Hazel put her hand on his shoulder as he crouched to her level, "You learnt something didn't you?" Midnight nodded so the older transgenic turned to the rest of her audience, "You all learnt something didn't you?" Everyone nodded, some muttering the things they learnt. Hazel nodded to herself and turned to her food that had come to her during the conversation with her student, "That's all that matters then." She said as she took a big mouthful of her sandwich.
She carried on eating, ignoring her still staring spectators until they decided to take her example, carrying on with whatever they were doing before she came in.
Sketchy began to wolf down a sandwich as well, as Alec and Cindy communicated silently with a look.
"You did good there, sugah," said the dark skinned lovely.
Hazel didn't answer but just shrugged with an unintelligible sound.
"I think you might need your bandage changed again." Said Alec levelly.
His friend nodded chewing her food slowly.
"I'll take you after we've eaten." He said trying to get a response out of her.
She nodded again slowly. After swallowing, she took a moment to think before saying, "We should do this, like once a month or something."
"What? Eat?" said Sketchy stupidly.
Cindy rolled her eyes before smacking him round the head leading him to choke slightly on the food he was trying to swallow, making him sputter and cough.
"No, the fight thing. I mean, everyone wanted to come and see." Said Hazel turning in her seat to face them all fully, before grimacing in pain.
"Yeah...Me and Cindy can come in each month just to see it." Said Sketchy, his coughs finally subsiding.
"Maybe...but it's not my call." Said Alec, brightening up at the idea.
"I'm sure the Queen'll be okay with it. After all it is beneficiary to all that come and watch." Said Hazel with mock seriousness, and dropping in her nickname for Max.
"It can be like a national holiday for y'all." Added Cindy thinking of future fights like the one today.
Cindy had watched both fights avidly. Max had never specified on any of her 'adventures' but after coming to TC she had seen Hazel and Alec spar and it had sort of made her feel closer to them. For them to share their abilities with her felt as though they were sharing a secret. To watch her 'sweet fella' fight made her both proud and sad. She was proud of him; proud of him for becoming a wonderful person after being thrust into a completely different world from what he knew, she was proud that he was now her friend. But her sadness wasn't for him; it was for Max and Hazel. Max was denying herself everything that she had always wanted; to belong and to be loved. If her stubborn friend just looked, she would be able to see that she could have all of that...in Alec. And Hazel...the girl was in some ways so much better for Alec than Max but she knew that the raven haired lovely would never come between her 'sweet fella' and her 'boo'; the younger X5 loved Alec too much to do that.
"C'mon." said Alec getting up from his seat and walking around the table to Hazel, "We'll change that bandage now."
They both got up and walked towards the door. Alec helped the younger transgenic walk, using one hand to hold her up and the other carrying a package.
"What's the package?" she asked although she had a suspicion to what it was.
"A sandwich for Max." said Alec neutrally.
Hazel nodded, his answer confirming her suspicions.
They walked silently for a while. Alec then said to her quietly, in the abandoned courtyard, "It was nice of you."
"Nice of me to what?" asked Hazel confused by the voice bringing her out of her thoughts.
"Nice of you to do that...for Max." he continued looking toward his destination.
"Wasn't a big deal." She muttered mimicking his gaze.
"She wouldn't have done the same thing." He stated voice growing in strength slightly.
Hazel shrugged not knowing what to say.
They carried on walking. The sky much darker than before. The air still warm, maybe even more. Just walking through the deserted streets of TC left a soft sheen of moisture on the skin. Stars couldn't be seen, just rolling murky clouds of smog that had been usual in Seattle since the Pulse. A hum of noise could be heard from the gates where the crowd of transgenic haters stood.
"When are Cindy and Sketch leaving?" Hazel broke the quiet.
"Soon. They can't stay here for much longer." The brown haired transgenic answered.
"I'll miss them." She said solemnly.
"So will I." He barely whispered. He shook his head slightly making his already unruly hair - now that it had grown - even messier. Smiling slightly he spoke, "But I got you and the guys here now, as well as Mole, Dix and the others." He then thought for a moment, adding, "And the kids."
"And Max." furthered Hazel delicately.
"And Max." he repeated softly.
Her heart dropped hearing his gentle voice. Her sight blurred with the barrage of unshed tears. Her throat ached, as she fought her deep sorrow down. The walls sheltering her emotions slowly crumbled. Nearly collapsing as her concentration wavered, she was quickly caught by Alec, who tenderly cradled her as he carried her to their destination.
A/N: M/A action in the next few chapters. Will the realisation of love be as smooth as everyone wants? We'll see.
!KEEP READING AND REVIEWING!
Luv, unspoken-beauty
A/N: Now the M/A action that everyone wants to see so desperately won't be coming in this chapter because we need to establish some things first. I'M SORRY! Keep reading 'cos you next chapter might be the one. We'll see. LOADS AND LOADS OF STUFF STILL TO COME. Now most important of all..READ AND REVIEW PEOPLE!
Entering the Cafeteria, Hazel was welcomed with a swarm of mini Xs.
"We knew you could do it, Hazel." Was the consensus feeling it seemed.
"Knew that method would work." Stated Midnight grinning with pride, "It was my idea, you know?" he said to a neighbouring transhuman.
Em rolled her eyes at her friend, "It was all our idea."
"Yeah, anywayz...it still helped Hazel win." The older transgenic replied, the victorious grin still on his face. Many of her other students agreed.
"Well...I don't know about that 'Night." Inputted Hazel as Alec helped her onto one of the chairs in the hall.
"What do you mean?" asked Ray, her arm bent on Midnight's shoulder comfortably, helping her lean forward.
Alec looked at his friend curiously, as did the rest of the hall.
"Well, there wasn't a clear winner." She said not looking at any of them, "I mean...we both got hurt." The petite beauty indicated her leg that was still bleeding through her severely bandaged bandage.
"Yeah...but you did the final move." Growled Mole in his usual manner.
"I know....but this whole thing was a teaching presentation...so me doing the final move doesn't mean anything." Replied Hazel her eyes passing over everyone who still looked at her confused.
To all the transgenics it was well known that if you performed a blow and the opponent didn't rise to challenge it, then you were proclaimed the winner.
"Look..." said Hazel sighing slightly, "...all I'm saying is that...Max and I both won."
Alec, at first, looked at her quizzically; but his questioning face soon broke into a small smile of understanding and pride at his friend's graciousness.
Midnight looked at his mentor outraged, "But...but...Hazel...you did the final blow..."
"I know 'Night, but sometimes you need to know when a fight really isn't a fight, and doesn't mean anything. I mean, just think of my fight with Max as not really a fight...it was just a...spar." said Hazel shrugging faintly.
Midnight looked at her, still with no signs of accepting.
"I mean when you fight with Ray..." she said indicating the pretty transgenic who was still leaning against him, "You don't try to find a winner, you just fight to practise." He nodded, so she continued, "It was just like that."
"Oh." He said sounding slightly disappointed.
Hazel put her hand on his shoulder as he crouched to her level, "You learnt something didn't you?" Midnight nodded so the older transgenic turned to the rest of her audience, "You all learnt something didn't you?" Everyone nodded, some muttering the things they learnt. Hazel nodded to herself and turned to her food that had come to her during the conversation with her student, "That's all that matters then." She said as she took a big mouthful of her sandwich.
She carried on eating, ignoring her still staring spectators until they decided to take her example, carrying on with whatever they were doing before she came in.
Sketchy began to wolf down a sandwich as well, as Alec and Cindy communicated silently with a look.
"You did good there, sugah," said the dark skinned lovely.
Hazel didn't answer but just shrugged with an unintelligible sound.
"I think you might need your bandage changed again." Said Alec levelly.
His friend nodded chewing her food slowly.
"I'll take you after we've eaten." He said trying to get a response out of her.
She nodded again slowly. After swallowing, she took a moment to think before saying, "We should do this, like once a month or something."
"What? Eat?" said Sketchy stupidly.
Cindy rolled her eyes before smacking him round the head leading him to choke slightly on the food he was trying to swallow, making him sputter and cough.
"No, the fight thing. I mean, everyone wanted to come and see." Said Hazel turning in her seat to face them all fully, before grimacing in pain.
"Yeah...Me and Cindy can come in each month just to see it." Said Sketchy, his coughs finally subsiding.
"Maybe...but it's not my call." Said Alec, brightening up at the idea.
"I'm sure the Queen'll be okay with it. After all it is beneficiary to all that come and watch." Said Hazel with mock seriousness, and dropping in her nickname for Max.
"It can be like a national holiday for y'all." Added Cindy thinking of future fights like the one today.
Cindy had watched both fights avidly. Max had never specified on any of her 'adventures' but after coming to TC she had seen Hazel and Alec spar and it had sort of made her feel closer to them. For them to share their abilities with her felt as though they were sharing a secret. To watch her 'sweet fella' fight made her both proud and sad. She was proud of him; proud of him for becoming a wonderful person after being thrust into a completely different world from what he knew, she was proud that he was now her friend. But her sadness wasn't for him; it was for Max and Hazel. Max was denying herself everything that she had always wanted; to belong and to be loved. If her stubborn friend just looked, she would be able to see that she could have all of that...in Alec. And Hazel...the girl was in some ways so much better for Alec than Max but she knew that the raven haired lovely would never come between her 'sweet fella' and her 'boo'; the younger X5 loved Alec too much to do that.
"C'mon." said Alec getting up from his seat and walking around the table to Hazel, "We'll change that bandage now."
They both got up and walked towards the door. Alec helped the younger transgenic walk, using one hand to hold her up and the other carrying a package.
"What's the package?" she asked although she had a suspicion to what it was.
"A sandwich for Max." said Alec neutrally.
Hazel nodded, his answer confirming her suspicions.
They walked silently for a while. Alec then said to her quietly, in the abandoned courtyard, "It was nice of you."
"Nice of me to what?" asked Hazel confused by the voice bringing her out of her thoughts.
"Nice of you to do that...for Max." he continued looking toward his destination.
"Wasn't a big deal." She muttered mimicking his gaze.
"She wouldn't have done the same thing." He stated voice growing in strength slightly.
Hazel shrugged not knowing what to say.
They carried on walking. The sky much darker than before. The air still warm, maybe even more. Just walking through the deserted streets of TC left a soft sheen of moisture on the skin. Stars couldn't be seen, just rolling murky clouds of smog that had been usual in Seattle since the Pulse. A hum of noise could be heard from the gates where the crowd of transgenic haters stood.
"When are Cindy and Sketch leaving?" Hazel broke the quiet.
"Soon. They can't stay here for much longer." The brown haired transgenic answered.
"I'll miss them." She said solemnly.
"So will I." He barely whispered. He shook his head slightly making his already unruly hair - now that it had grown - even messier. Smiling slightly he spoke, "But I got you and the guys here now, as well as Mole, Dix and the others." He then thought for a moment, adding, "And the kids."
"And Max." furthered Hazel delicately.
"And Max." he repeated softly.
Her heart dropped hearing his gentle voice. Her sight blurred with the barrage of unshed tears. Her throat ached, as she fought her deep sorrow down. The walls sheltering her emotions slowly crumbled. Nearly collapsing as her concentration wavered, she was quickly caught by Alec, who tenderly cradled her as he carried her to their destination.
A/N: M/A action in the next few chapters. Will the realisation of love be as smooth as everyone wants? We'll see.
!KEEP READING AND REVIEWING!
Luv, unspoken-beauty