A Love before Time
Chapter 5- Blood Is Always Red
Tsashi stared into the Irish man's eye. He was angry. She shouldn't have made him angry, she already regretted it without even knowing what he was going to do.
Farfarello glared at her through his yellow eye. He felt something odd. Something that he had never felt before. He didn't want to hurt her, though part of him said to do it. One part said, "Hurt her! She one of God's angels! Look at her! You know hurting her will hurt God...and you must hurt God for hurting you. He hurt you, Farfarello!" But then another side would tell him, "Don't hurt her. You can tell she's been hurt enough. Don't be like Scheldich! Care for her. Take care of her. Hold her."
He had never been so confused. So he set her back down. He looked away then straight into her frightened eyes. "I'm sorry, lass." He said.
All Tsashi could do was look at him as if she hadn't heard him. Her eyes told him he had scared her, but the rest of her showed no emotion.
He came back to her and she tried to move back, but she only bumped into the wall. Reaching out, he grabbed her arms and pulled her to him. He embarrassed her and held her. Was he hugging her? He could feel her tense up. Lifting her chin to look up at him with his finger, he said, "Let's read that book, lassie."
She didn't reply, but he knew she would listen. He sat down and patted the ground next to him. She took a seat near him, but not touching him. Tsashi didn't want to get any closer to him. He frightened her more than either of them knew.
Farfarello opened the book and began reading it to her, "Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures of conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' though Alice, 'without pictures or conversations?'"...
"Weiss, you may enter the Schwarz locations and take back Tsashi Chizuru. You have only one chance. Many guards heavily guard Este and Crawford may even have a vision about it. We don't know. You may either get in and out...or in and never come back out." Manx said as the four men sat listening intently.
"You really wanna do this, Omi?" Yohji asked the younger Weiss.
"Yes." Omi replied.
"Then you leave after dark."
Omi sat in his room working out pieces of the puzzle on how to get into Este and out again with Tsashi. He had spent many hours working on pathways and exits that they could take if necessary. He just couldn't let Tsashi have to spend another night with those freaks. It was his job to save her. It was his fault she had gotten kidnapped. It was all his fault.
Yohji knocked on the door and called in to him, "Omi, it's time. Are you ready?"
Was he ready? Ready to die trying to save the girl he swore that he had fallen in love with? Yes. Yes, he was ready. Was he ready? He knew what he had to do. He had already made it clear that he would rescue her. Now he just had to convince himself that he could.
"Yes." He said climbing off his bed and opening the door.
"Okay." Yohji nodded. "We have one shot."
"I know. And I'm willing to risk everything on getting her back."
Yohji nodded. It was he could do. Omi was determined. No one had ever seen him like this. Not even Weiss. Omi was going to save her. He would not fail her, again.
"'The first thing I've got to do,' said Alice to herself, as she wandered about in the wood, 'is to grow to my right size again; and the second thing is to find my way into that lovely garden. I think that will be the best plan.' " Farfarello had paused in his reading to look at the woman resting her beautiful head on his shoulder. She had fallen asleep to his reading. A peaceful sleep. Setting the book down he took her into his arms so that her head rested on his chest. Why did this seem right?
He spoke to her in Gaelic, though he knew she was asleep and wouldn't here him, also that she didn't speak Gaelic. Tsashi lay silently dreaming in his arms and he knew this is where he wanted her to always be. "Scheldich will no longer harm you, lassie." He told her in hushed whisper. "And the kitty can not have you, either. You're a bonny lass and I want you for m'self."
She moved slightly in his arms and he just held her closer. Did she hear him? Thoughts began to fill his mind. Would she want him? Would Crawford let him keep her? Would the Weiss boy come after his love? If Crawford wouldn't let him keep her would he be willing to run away with her, maybe to the U.S., or Ireland, perhaps? What would happen if the Weiss got her back? That was simple...they wouldn't.
A loud crash made him lose his thoughts. Tsashi had not been disturbed by the noise, and if Scheldich and Nagi had caused the noise he would give them a thrashing for nearly waking up the lass. Farfarello gently lie her on the bed and exited the room.
It was not Scheldich and Nagi having an argument and Nagi getting too carried away. It was the Weiss!
Omi saw Farfarello enter the room as Weiss and Schwarz fought once again. This time though, Schwarz had an ultimate advantage, it was their home.
Farfarello glared at Omi through his one eye and found the glare being returned.
"Where is she?" Omi yelled at Farfarello as he lunged at him.
Farfarello moved out of the way quickly enough. "Oh, kitty, kitty, kitty...She is not your worry now." He said.
"What have you done to her!" Omi screamed.
Farfarello was angered that the little Weiss could think that he would hurt the girl. But he thought it would play to his advantage if he thought she were dead...or at least hidden where she was hurt.
He smiled viciously, "I haven't gotten to the lass,yet. But Scheldich has. He had his way with her. Bonny lass that she is, it's surprising he's only been in there twice a day: once to beat her, and once to rape her."
Omi snarled. "I will kill you for touching her!"
Farfarello scowled, "No, Weiss." He said pinning the boy against the wall. "I will kill you for touching her."
Farfarello felt something hit him, and then a black void. When he awoke it was to Tsashi and Nagi looking over him. "He's waking up." He heard her soft voice say to the young boy.
"I'll go and tell Crawford. I'll be back soon with dinner." Nagi had exited the room.
Tsashi had a cool wet rag on his head. When he looked up at her curiously he realized that she smiled gently down at him. "Are you feeling alright?" she asked him.
Was she worried about him? "I think so." He said sitting up. There was no pain, there never was. But there was dizziness and he could most definitely see where that was placing him. He fell from the couch and hit the ground taking Tsashi with him. He had landed on top of her. Their faces so close. He took her cheek in his hand and kissed her.
She didn't pull away like he thought she might. Maybe there was hope for him. Maybe she could love him?
Chapter 5- Blood Is Always Red
Tsashi stared into the Irish man's eye. He was angry. She shouldn't have made him angry, she already regretted it without even knowing what he was going to do.
Farfarello glared at her through his yellow eye. He felt something odd. Something that he had never felt before. He didn't want to hurt her, though part of him said to do it. One part said, "Hurt her! She one of God's angels! Look at her! You know hurting her will hurt God...and you must hurt God for hurting you. He hurt you, Farfarello!" But then another side would tell him, "Don't hurt her. You can tell she's been hurt enough. Don't be like Scheldich! Care for her. Take care of her. Hold her."
He had never been so confused. So he set her back down. He looked away then straight into her frightened eyes. "I'm sorry, lass." He said.
All Tsashi could do was look at him as if she hadn't heard him. Her eyes told him he had scared her, but the rest of her showed no emotion.
He came back to her and she tried to move back, but she only bumped into the wall. Reaching out, he grabbed her arms and pulled her to him. He embarrassed her and held her. Was he hugging her? He could feel her tense up. Lifting her chin to look up at him with his finger, he said, "Let's read that book, lassie."
She didn't reply, but he knew she would listen. He sat down and patted the ground next to him. She took a seat near him, but not touching him. Tsashi didn't want to get any closer to him. He frightened her more than either of them knew.
Farfarello opened the book and began reading it to her, "Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures of conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' though Alice, 'without pictures or conversations?'"...
"Weiss, you may enter the Schwarz locations and take back Tsashi Chizuru. You have only one chance. Many guards heavily guard Este and Crawford may even have a vision about it. We don't know. You may either get in and out...or in and never come back out." Manx said as the four men sat listening intently.
"You really wanna do this, Omi?" Yohji asked the younger Weiss.
"Yes." Omi replied.
"Then you leave after dark."
Omi sat in his room working out pieces of the puzzle on how to get into Este and out again with Tsashi. He had spent many hours working on pathways and exits that they could take if necessary. He just couldn't let Tsashi have to spend another night with those freaks. It was his job to save her. It was his fault she had gotten kidnapped. It was all his fault.
Yohji knocked on the door and called in to him, "Omi, it's time. Are you ready?"
Was he ready? Ready to die trying to save the girl he swore that he had fallen in love with? Yes. Yes, he was ready. Was he ready? He knew what he had to do. He had already made it clear that he would rescue her. Now he just had to convince himself that he could.
"Yes." He said climbing off his bed and opening the door.
"Okay." Yohji nodded. "We have one shot."
"I know. And I'm willing to risk everything on getting her back."
Yohji nodded. It was he could do. Omi was determined. No one had ever seen him like this. Not even Weiss. Omi was going to save her. He would not fail her, again.
"'The first thing I've got to do,' said Alice to herself, as she wandered about in the wood, 'is to grow to my right size again; and the second thing is to find my way into that lovely garden. I think that will be the best plan.' " Farfarello had paused in his reading to look at the woman resting her beautiful head on his shoulder. She had fallen asleep to his reading. A peaceful sleep. Setting the book down he took her into his arms so that her head rested on his chest. Why did this seem right?
He spoke to her in Gaelic, though he knew she was asleep and wouldn't here him, also that she didn't speak Gaelic. Tsashi lay silently dreaming in his arms and he knew this is where he wanted her to always be. "Scheldich will no longer harm you, lassie." He told her in hushed whisper. "And the kitty can not have you, either. You're a bonny lass and I want you for m'self."
She moved slightly in his arms and he just held her closer. Did she hear him? Thoughts began to fill his mind. Would she want him? Would Crawford let him keep her? Would the Weiss boy come after his love? If Crawford wouldn't let him keep her would he be willing to run away with her, maybe to the U.S., or Ireland, perhaps? What would happen if the Weiss got her back? That was simple...they wouldn't.
A loud crash made him lose his thoughts. Tsashi had not been disturbed by the noise, and if Scheldich and Nagi had caused the noise he would give them a thrashing for nearly waking up the lass. Farfarello gently lie her on the bed and exited the room.
It was not Scheldich and Nagi having an argument and Nagi getting too carried away. It was the Weiss!
Omi saw Farfarello enter the room as Weiss and Schwarz fought once again. This time though, Schwarz had an ultimate advantage, it was their home.
Farfarello glared at Omi through his one eye and found the glare being returned.
"Where is she?" Omi yelled at Farfarello as he lunged at him.
Farfarello moved out of the way quickly enough. "Oh, kitty, kitty, kitty...She is not your worry now." He said.
"What have you done to her!" Omi screamed.
Farfarello was angered that the little Weiss could think that he would hurt the girl. But he thought it would play to his advantage if he thought she were dead...or at least hidden where she was hurt.
He smiled viciously, "I haven't gotten to the lass,yet. But Scheldich has. He had his way with her. Bonny lass that she is, it's surprising he's only been in there twice a day: once to beat her, and once to rape her."
Omi snarled. "I will kill you for touching her!"
Farfarello scowled, "No, Weiss." He said pinning the boy against the wall. "I will kill you for touching her."
Farfarello felt something hit him, and then a black void. When he awoke it was to Tsashi and Nagi looking over him. "He's waking up." He heard her soft voice say to the young boy.
"I'll go and tell Crawford. I'll be back soon with dinner." Nagi had exited the room.
Tsashi had a cool wet rag on his head. When he looked up at her curiously he realized that she smiled gently down at him. "Are you feeling alright?" she asked him.
Was she worried about him? "I think so." He said sitting up. There was no pain, there never was. But there was dizziness and he could most definitely see where that was placing him. He fell from the couch and hit the ground taking Tsashi with him. He had landed on top of her. Their faces so close. He took her cheek in his hand and kissed her.
She didn't pull away like he thought she might. Maybe there was hope for him. Maybe she could love him?