Disclaimer: Feh. Who needs one at this point? Nothing's changed, though, so don't sue me. Not that you'd win, since I take AP Government *evil grin* I DO kinda wish I owned Kingdom Hearts, though. That game's cool. And I'd be rich.
**Looks around at audience** I don't suppose an explanation's in order for why I took so long to get this up. To tell the truth, I had written or at least started Chapters 1-3 last year. So, I still have to a.) write the rest of this crazy thing, and b.) deal with school. And getting sick. In other words, I hate getting sick, 'cause then c.) I have to catch up with school o Anyway, on with the show!
DarkFlame136
Sage had been watching Rekka closely for the rest of the day after the incident at gym. In fact, he had kept an eye on Andros as well, but not quite for the same reasons.
When the last bell rang, he caught up Rowen at his locker. Though he practically had to climb in his locker to find his history book, Rowen could sense his friend's presence from the bond they shared. This was also how he knew that something was up.
"Hey, man, what's up?"
Sage stared at him hard. "How long have you known Rekka?"
Closing the door, he counted back. "Ummm...I think around a year, though we have never met in person before now. Oh, I see," he added, seeing the other's expression (which had not changed).
"So you noticed, too?"
"Eh, his sense of humor isn't exactly kosher, but from what I've seen and heard, he isn't any worse than me."
Sage shook his head. "He is not normal PERIOD. You saw what he did at gym: there's no way any normal person would be able to move that fast!"
Rowen looked confused. "Actually, I didn't even see what happened--"
"Exactly! The only reason I saw it was because, well, you know..."
"What? that you're a weirdo?"
"Don't change the subject," they both started down the hall towards the parking lot. "What DID you see?"
"Hmm," he chewed his lip, "I know Ryo had the ball most of the way down the field on the other side. Then he passed it to Rekka..." he trailed off, seeing Sage once again shaking his head. "OK, then, what do YOU think happened, Sherlock?"
"Ryo never passed the ball--Rekka came from behind, cut in, and nailed the shot."
"But that's impossible! The only way that could have happened was if Ryo had slowed down!"
By this time, they had left the building. Instead of going to his car, though, Sage headed towards the benches. Once they were seated, Sage continued to grill his friend about their new acquaintances. "Anything else look suspicious?"
"Yeah--the coach was actually trying NOT to laugh--Ow!"
"Get serious," Sage knocked him on the head.
Rubbing his sore head, "Look, bitch--er, Sage--," he ducked another hit, "I don't know what you're getting at, so why don't you just tell me?"
"And you're supposed to be the smart one, dumbass--er, Rowen. Anyway, how is Andros doing? That ball hit him pretty hard."
Rowen laughed at the memory, "Oh, yeah. That was the funniest thing I have seen in a looonnnng time! That was probably like getting hit by a...Dynasty soldier. And he just walked off like it was nothing! That guy's pretty hard-core!"
Sage sighed, running a hand through his hair. "How much sugar did you have for lunch?"
"Er...enough..." Rowen said, a little sheepish. "Anyway, I plan on dropping by their place a bit later. Wanna come?"
Not wasting any time, he replied, "Yeah. I don't know what he--they are, but at certain times when one or both of them are close by, I get this weird feeling...like their trying to hide something."
"Heh. Kinda like us, huh?" In response to the blank look that Sage gave him, Rowen added, "Our armor, man!"
"Oh. I knew that." Getting up, they then made their way to Sage's green Saturn, but not before Rowen made an observation of his own. "Blondes. Sheesh. I feel sorry for Rekka: Andros is platinum!"
Rekka was the first to see the silver-haired guy on the front step. He seemed intent on...ringing the doorbell.
In the car, he nudged Andros. "Anything you want to tell me? I mean, don't get me wrong, but it's not every day that you see a pirate on your doorstep." Leaning in closer, he hazarded, "You're not...part of the "family", are you?"
Andros, in the middle of unbuckling his seat belt, turned slowly to his seemingly half-wit companion. "No, Rekka, I am not part of the MAFIA. Why would I join a Sicilian-revolutionary group?"
"Well, you ARE European--"
"And you're a dumbass," Andros got out of the car. "And, technically, it's Australian."
"Will do, mate. Oi!"
As much as he wanted to strangle him for the second time that day, he checked his actions. 'I think I may have squeezed too hard, anyway. The lack of oxygen must have killed some serious brain-cells.'
While Rekka got their books, etc., out of the car, Andros paid a visit to an old friend. "Dais. What the hell are you doing?"
The guy looking in the window turned. "Oh, hey, Andros. I'm just trying to wake you up. Hey! What are you doing out here?"
Andros rolled his eyes. 'Blondes' "Um...I don't sleep during the day."
"You used to."
Rekka, now at the door as well, raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure there's nothing you'd like me to know."
With a slight eye-twitch, he responded, "Dais, Rekka; Rekka, Dais. Now move so I can unlock the door."
Dais stepped aside, letting him by. "What's with him?"
"Probably still SORE about that incident at gym," Rekka purposely emphasized the word "sore". He also suddenly found himself on his ass. WHACK!!!
Andros stood over him, "I am not in the mood right now, so do not push it. Got it?"
Rekka got up, slightly indignant. "I suppose I deserved that. Yeah, sure. Push over, I gotta pee." He shoved past the other two and into the house. Well, sortta, anyway, since before he actually got inside his ass once again said hi to the ground. WHAM!!!
"Dammit, Andros! Get rid of that damn barrier!" he made sure his nose wasn't broken or anything while glaring up at an offended Andros. The latter shrugged, walking into the house. "Come on, Dais, I'll show you which room's yours."
Dais did not move, since he could still see the air move around the door. "After you take that thing down."
"It's down," Andros' face was completely impassive.
Dais shrugged. Not wanting to get in the middle of their little skirmish, he walked through the barrier. Rekka, not really paying attention to anything, followed after, and had a moment of deja-vu.
WHAM!!! "Dammit!"
::at Dynasty::
Everyone's in the living room. Sekhmet and Anubis are watching Kale get his ass kicked on Kingdom Hearts.
"Dammit!"
"Man, you suck. Give someone else a turn," Sekhmet complained.
"You can't beat Riku, either!"
"No," he admitted, "but I'm swinging with Tarzan in the Deep Jungle!"
"Please! Dais beat the entire game in a few days," Anubis reminded him.
"Two, technically," Kayura corrected, coming in and sitting next to Kale, "he just had to go back for those damn puppies."
"But they're so cute!!" Sekhmet gushed.
"F*** him," Kale growled. "I'm still going to get him for that last prank."
"Gotta admit, you had it coming for a long time," Anubis commented.
"Well, since he's gone, there's a bit more room for you guys," Kayura pointed out, "and I'm sure he won't visit often for anything other than business--"
Kale jumped up. "That's it! I'll pay him a visit! then again, I think we ALL should!"
Everyone stared at him, suspicious at his sudden change of heart. "Well, you know, just to make sure he doesn't have any of my--er, our stuff and that he's not ditching us all together."
Everyone then stared at Anubis. It was his choice as leader what they should do (not counting Talpa, of course, but, then, he was the only one with the balls to ask such a favor). He also knew the REAL reason Kale wanted to go, and Kale knew he know. However, what Kale did not know was that Dais was not living with only one person, at that neither of the two other people in the house were human. What did this mean? Anubis had to smile. "Sure. We need a change in scenery, anyway. I think he'll be surprised to see us again."
"Yeah. Especially this soon," Kale's grin was rather wicked.
Anubis smiled even more. 'I was referring to Andros, but what the hell.'
::meanwhile, at Sianto manor **lol, Mystery Science Theater moment**::
Rekka, Andros, and Dais were chilling in the den when the phone rang. Again. And it kept ringing for around a minute before anyone even bothered to glare at the other person for not responding.
"Let's not all jump at the same time," Rekka muttered.
"Then get off your ass and answer it," Andros offered.
"My ass is perfectly comfortable the way it is, thank you."
"Before, after, or during the time my foot's in it?" Andros got up, heading to the kitchen.
Dais was trying unsuccessfully not to laugh.
"Piss off."
"F*** you. No, not you, Rowen," Andros had picked up the phone and pressed Talk right before answering Rekka. Silence for a few seconds. "Yeah, he's here; till I kick him out, anyway." (In the living room, Rekka flipped him yet another birdie (which brought the daily number up to three or four). Andros flipped him two, still talking to Rowen. Rekka then proceeded to take off his shoes and socks. Ignoring Dais' look, he then flipped off the blond with both hands and, well, both feet.)
His friend's four-digit salute had Andros laughing so hard that he had to put the phone down. "What the hell?! That is--ugh! that is just unnatural!" After regaining control over himself, he apologized to Rowen. "Sorry about that. What happened? Well **swallowed laughter** Long story short, I think your pen-pal has a little too much spare time. But, anyway, I guess there's enough room for you all, too, though there's a few other people coming over as well. (Pause) Uh, I don't know what we're having, but I sure as hell am not cooking for (counts on fingers) ten extra people. (another pause) Nothing personal, but if one cooks and the other eats, it might as well be just me and--(he stops to listen) OK, then. I hope it does not take too long to decide, since almost all of us have to get up tomorrow. See you in an hour." Andros hung up. Halfway to the couch, he had second thoughts. Disappearing for a few seconds, he came back with the phone. "Just in case, though I should probably take the number out of the phone book."
"I thought we WERE unlisted?" Dais asked, stretching out on one end of the sofa (it's one of those three section ones that take up around half of a normal-sized room).
"Must not be, since I know you did not bother to give anyone you used to live with the number." Andros himself plopped down on the other end next to Rekka, who just gave him a curious glance. 'What's he up to?'
Dais, meanwhile, snorted. "I'll be damned before I give THAT bit of information; they don't even have my cellphone number!" then he caught on. "Who just called?"
"Someone from school. By the way, a few more people will be crashing here, too."
"Works for me, as long as I don't know any of them." Dais relaxed.
Andros, seeing his ignorance, responded with one of Rekka's evil little "if you only knew" grins (Rekka, who happened to be looking at Andros, inched over a little for his own safety). He ignored him. 'Poor Dais. He has no idea what is going on. I guess his second-sense is on vacation.'
Rekka heard this, though it probably was not directed towards him. *Andros...what are you up to?*
*Dais forgot to ask an important question. Yes, he asked who the last call came from, but he neglected to ask who the FIRST person was that called.*
"Dude, you're scaring me. Stop smiling."
"Oh, come off it. Besides, I think it's time I stopped letting you have all the fun."
"That's not the--" Andros cut him off with a quick kiss. "Stop worrying," Andros assured him, "it will give us all a chance to catch up with old friends. Or catch something else depending on how things go, if you get my drift."
Rekka remembered what Dais had said earlier about his, er, "parting gift" to his former roommate when he and Andros had helped him settle in. Catching on to the other's idea, he smiled in admiration. "That is pure evil."
"I have a good sensai."
Dais had been trying to take a nap, since he had no idea when he'd be able to go to bed. Opening his eye, he happened to turn over at the same moment Andros and Rekka shared a second kiss. Since he was pretty tired (between fighting the Ronins and putting up with Kale), it took a few seconds for that last event to fully register. In fact, he was almost asleep when it hit him.
"Wait a sec. What the hell?" he shot up.
"Feh. Ten minutes later," Rekka didn't even bother to look up from his government book. Andros was nowhere in sight.
Though he probably didn't want to know, he asked what was on his mind, anyway. "Is there anything else I should know about you two--that is, in general?"
The other regarded him closely, recalling what Andros had told him about the "new guy". "Tell you what--you don't ask where we go, and we won't ask where you go. Deal?"
'I almost forgot about that.' Before he could stop himself, he began rubbing his neck. " 'Don't need to tell me twice."
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Well, now, looks like THAT skeleton's out of the closet. And so are Andros and Rekka **dodges thrown furniture** Hey! I was just kidding. Sortta. Anyway, I'm still not quite sure where this is going, but at least the next chapter is set. I'm also kinda wondering how many people are actually READING this, so a review or two would be nice. 'Till next time; Adios!
**Looks around at audience** I don't suppose an explanation's in order for why I took so long to get this up. To tell the truth, I had written or at least started Chapters 1-3 last year. So, I still have to a.) write the rest of this crazy thing, and b.) deal with school. And getting sick. In other words, I hate getting sick, 'cause then c.) I have to catch up with school o Anyway, on with the show!
DarkFlame136
Sage had been watching Rekka closely for the rest of the day after the incident at gym. In fact, he had kept an eye on Andros as well, but not quite for the same reasons.
When the last bell rang, he caught up Rowen at his locker. Though he practically had to climb in his locker to find his history book, Rowen could sense his friend's presence from the bond they shared. This was also how he knew that something was up.
"Hey, man, what's up?"
Sage stared at him hard. "How long have you known Rekka?"
Closing the door, he counted back. "Ummm...I think around a year, though we have never met in person before now. Oh, I see," he added, seeing the other's expression (which had not changed).
"So you noticed, too?"
"Eh, his sense of humor isn't exactly kosher, but from what I've seen and heard, he isn't any worse than me."
Sage shook his head. "He is not normal PERIOD. You saw what he did at gym: there's no way any normal person would be able to move that fast!"
Rowen looked confused. "Actually, I didn't even see what happened--"
"Exactly! The only reason I saw it was because, well, you know..."
"What? that you're a weirdo?"
"Don't change the subject," they both started down the hall towards the parking lot. "What DID you see?"
"Hmm," he chewed his lip, "I know Ryo had the ball most of the way down the field on the other side. Then he passed it to Rekka..." he trailed off, seeing Sage once again shaking his head. "OK, then, what do YOU think happened, Sherlock?"
"Ryo never passed the ball--Rekka came from behind, cut in, and nailed the shot."
"But that's impossible! The only way that could have happened was if Ryo had slowed down!"
By this time, they had left the building. Instead of going to his car, though, Sage headed towards the benches. Once they were seated, Sage continued to grill his friend about their new acquaintances. "Anything else look suspicious?"
"Yeah--the coach was actually trying NOT to laugh--Ow!"
"Get serious," Sage knocked him on the head.
Rubbing his sore head, "Look, bitch--er, Sage--," he ducked another hit, "I don't know what you're getting at, so why don't you just tell me?"
"And you're supposed to be the smart one, dumbass--er, Rowen. Anyway, how is Andros doing? That ball hit him pretty hard."
Rowen laughed at the memory, "Oh, yeah. That was the funniest thing I have seen in a looonnnng time! That was probably like getting hit by a...Dynasty soldier. And he just walked off like it was nothing! That guy's pretty hard-core!"
Sage sighed, running a hand through his hair. "How much sugar did you have for lunch?"
"Er...enough..." Rowen said, a little sheepish. "Anyway, I plan on dropping by their place a bit later. Wanna come?"
Not wasting any time, he replied, "Yeah. I don't know what he--they are, but at certain times when one or both of them are close by, I get this weird feeling...like their trying to hide something."
"Heh. Kinda like us, huh?" In response to the blank look that Sage gave him, Rowen added, "Our armor, man!"
"Oh. I knew that." Getting up, they then made their way to Sage's green Saturn, but not before Rowen made an observation of his own. "Blondes. Sheesh. I feel sorry for Rekka: Andros is platinum!"
Rekka was the first to see the silver-haired guy on the front step. He seemed intent on...ringing the doorbell.
In the car, he nudged Andros. "Anything you want to tell me? I mean, don't get me wrong, but it's not every day that you see a pirate on your doorstep." Leaning in closer, he hazarded, "You're not...part of the "family", are you?"
Andros, in the middle of unbuckling his seat belt, turned slowly to his seemingly half-wit companion. "No, Rekka, I am not part of the MAFIA. Why would I join a Sicilian-revolutionary group?"
"Well, you ARE European--"
"And you're a dumbass," Andros got out of the car. "And, technically, it's Australian."
"Will do, mate. Oi!"
As much as he wanted to strangle him for the second time that day, he checked his actions. 'I think I may have squeezed too hard, anyway. The lack of oxygen must have killed some serious brain-cells.'
While Rekka got their books, etc., out of the car, Andros paid a visit to an old friend. "Dais. What the hell are you doing?"
The guy looking in the window turned. "Oh, hey, Andros. I'm just trying to wake you up. Hey! What are you doing out here?"
Andros rolled his eyes. 'Blondes' "Um...I don't sleep during the day."
"You used to."
Rekka, now at the door as well, raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure there's nothing you'd like me to know."
With a slight eye-twitch, he responded, "Dais, Rekka; Rekka, Dais. Now move so I can unlock the door."
Dais stepped aside, letting him by. "What's with him?"
"Probably still SORE about that incident at gym," Rekka purposely emphasized the word "sore". He also suddenly found himself on his ass. WHACK!!!
Andros stood over him, "I am not in the mood right now, so do not push it. Got it?"
Rekka got up, slightly indignant. "I suppose I deserved that. Yeah, sure. Push over, I gotta pee." He shoved past the other two and into the house. Well, sortta, anyway, since before he actually got inside his ass once again said hi to the ground. WHAM!!!
"Dammit, Andros! Get rid of that damn barrier!" he made sure his nose wasn't broken or anything while glaring up at an offended Andros. The latter shrugged, walking into the house. "Come on, Dais, I'll show you which room's yours."
Dais did not move, since he could still see the air move around the door. "After you take that thing down."
"It's down," Andros' face was completely impassive.
Dais shrugged. Not wanting to get in the middle of their little skirmish, he walked through the barrier. Rekka, not really paying attention to anything, followed after, and had a moment of deja-vu.
WHAM!!! "Dammit!"
::at Dynasty::
Everyone's in the living room. Sekhmet and Anubis are watching Kale get his ass kicked on Kingdom Hearts.
"Dammit!"
"Man, you suck. Give someone else a turn," Sekhmet complained.
"You can't beat Riku, either!"
"No," he admitted, "but I'm swinging with Tarzan in the Deep Jungle!"
"Please! Dais beat the entire game in a few days," Anubis reminded him.
"Two, technically," Kayura corrected, coming in and sitting next to Kale, "he just had to go back for those damn puppies."
"But they're so cute!!" Sekhmet gushed.
"F*** him," Kale growled. "I'm still going to get him for that last prank."
"Gotta admit, you had it coming for a long time," Anubis commented.
"Well, since he's gone, there's a bit more room for you guys," Kayura pointed out, "and I'm sure he won't visit often for anything other than business--"
Kale jumped up. "That's it! I'll pay him a visit! then again, I think we ALL should!"
Everyone stared at him, suspicious at his sudden change of heart. "Well, you know, just to make sure he doesn't have any of my--er, our stuff and that he's not ditching us all together."
Everyone then stared at Anubis. It was his choice as leader what they should do (not counting Talpa, of course, but, then, he was the only one with the balls to ask such a favor). He also knew the REAL reason Kale wanted to go, and Kale knew he know. However, what Kale did not know was that Dais was not living with only one person, at that neither of the two other people in the house were human. What did this mean? Anubis had to smile. "Sure. We need a change in scenery, anyway. I think he'll be surprised to see us again."
"Yeah. Especially this soon," Kale's grin was rather wicked.
Anubis smiled even more. 'I was referring to Andros, but what the hell.'
::meanwhile, at Sianto manor **lol, Mystery Science Theater moment**::
Rekka, Andros, and Dais were chilling in the den when the phone rang. Again. And it kept ringing for around a minute before anyone even bothered to glare at the other person for not responding.
"Let's not all jump at the same time," Rekka muttered.
"Then get off your ass and answer it," Andros offered.
"My ass is perfectly comfortable the way it is, thank you."
"Before, after, or during the time my foot's in it?" Andros got up, heading to the kitchen.
Dais was trying unsuccessfully not to laugh.
"Piss off."
"F*** you. No, not you, Rowen," Andros had picked up the phone and pressed Talk right before answering Rekka. Silence for a few seconds. "Yeah, he's here; till I kick him out, anyway." (In the living room, Rekka flipped him yet another birdie (which brought the daily number up to three or four). Andros flipped him two, still talking to Rowen. Rekka then proceeded to take off his shoes and socks. Ignoring Dais' look, he then flipped off the blond with both hands and, well, both feet.)
His friend's four-digit salute had Andros laughing so hard that he had to put the phone down. "What the hell?! That is--ugh! that is just unnatural!" After regaining control over himself, he apologized to Rowen. "Sorry about that. What happened? Well **swallowed laughter** Long story short, I think your pen-pal has a little too much spare time. But, anyway, I guess there's enough room for you all, too, though there's a few other people coming over as well. (Pause) Uh, I don't know what we're having, but I sure as hell am not cooking for (counts on fingers) ten extra people. (another pause) Nothing personal, but if one cooks and the other eats, it might as well be just me and--(he stops to listen) OK, then. I hope it does not take too long to decide, since almost all of us have to get up tomorrow. See you in an hour." Andros hung up. Halfway to the couch, he had second thoughts. Disappearing for a few seconds, he came back with the phone. "Just in case, though I should probably take the number out of the phone book."
"I thought we WERE unlisted?" Dais asked, stretching out on one end of the sofa (it's one of those three section ones that take up around half of a normal-sized room).
"Must not be, since I know you did not bother to give anyone you used to live with the number." Andros himself plopped down on the other end next to Rekka, who just gave him a curious glance. 'What's he up to?'
Dais, meanwhile, snorted. "I'll be damned before I give THAT bit of information; they don't even have my cellphone number!" then he caught on. "Who just called?"
"Someone from school. By the way, a few more people will be crashing here, too."
"Works for me, as long as I don't know any of them." Dais relaxed.
Andros, seeing his ignorance, responded with one of Rekka's evil little "if you only knew" grins (Rekka, who happened to be looking at Andros, inched over a little for his own safety). He ignored him. 'Poor Dais. He has no idea what is going on. I guess his second-sense is on vacation.'
Rekka heard this, though it probably was not directed towards him. *Andros...what are you up to?*
*Dais forgot to ask an important question. Yes, he asked who the last call came from, but he neglected to ask who the FIRST person was that called.*
"Dude, you're scaring me. Stop smiling."
"Oh, come off it. Besides, I think it's time I stopped letting you have all the fun."
"That's not the--" Andros cut him off with a quick kiss. "Stop worrying," Andros assured him, "it will give us all a chance to catch up with old friends. Or catch something else depending on how things go, if you get my drift."
Rekka remembered what Dais had said earlier about his, er, "parting gift" to his former roommate when he and Andros had helped him settle in. Catching on to the other's idea, he smiled in admiration. "That is pure evil."
"I have a good sensai."
Dais had been trying to take a nap, since he had no idea when he'd be able to go to bed. Opening his eye, he happened to turn over at the same moment Andros and Rekka shared a second kiss. Since he was pretty tired (between fighting the Ronins and putting up with Kale), it took a few seconds for that last event to fully register. In fact, he was almost asleep when it hit him.
"Wait a sec. What the hell?" he shot up.
"Feh. Ten minutes later," Rekka didn't even bother to look up from his government book. Andros was nowhere in sight.
Though he probably didn't want to know, he asked what was on his mind, anyway. "Is there anything else I should know about you two--that is, in general?"
The other regarded him closely, recalling what Andros had told him about the "new guy". "Tell you what--you don't ask where we go, and we won't ask where you go. Deal?"
'I almost forgot about that.' Before he could stop himself, he began rubbing his neck. " 'Don't need to tell me twice."
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Well, now, looks like THAT skeleton's out of the closet. And so are Andros and Rekka **dodges thrown furniture** Hey! I was just kidding. Sortta. Anyway, I'm still not quite sure where this is going, but at least the next chapter is set. I'm also kinda wondering how many people are actually READING this, so a review or two would be nice. 'Till next time; Adios!