Ok, firstly everyone, I am SO SO SO sorry. I've been so busy, loads of
exams and murderous coursework have been taking up my spare time, and I've
seriously been so busy.
I'm sorry
Disclaimer- I don't own kingdom Hearts characters or otherwise.
So, here's the much delayed 6th chapter...sorry.
"Shuyin!" Lenne yelled, moving quickly towards him in an attempt to pull his arm away from me. Shuyin turned around, and ran forwards to meet her, a softer expression on his face,
"Lenne, you're back! How was your shower?" he smiled sweetly and tried to hug Lenne, but she pushed him off,
"Shuyin, I've had enough of you." She proclaimed, wrenching the broken bottle out of his hand, cutting her own fingers at the same time, "You have too many personalities, I can't cope."
"But Lenne..."
"No buts Shuyin," her eyes were burning with hatred. She only stopped staring straight in his eyes to wrap her bleeding fingers in her dressing gown, wincing and whimpering. "We're through."
"..." Shuyin was silent, he looked at his feet, then Lenne, then the door, then her fingers, then finally at me and I knew I was in trouble. "You," he rounded on me, advancing slowly. I backed off, until I could move no further and was up against the door. "You told her to say all this didn't you? You want Lenne all for yourself!"
Thump. His hands were at my throat. I stammered in vain to try and force a reply, but he was putting pressure on my windpipe and crushing me against the rough surface of the door. My back was in agony, pushed against the door handle and my throat was no better off.
"She's mine I tell you!" Shuyin was positively screaming now, flecks of spit flew onto my face from his bellowing mouth. I tried to struggle, but his grip was too strong. Here I go again, I thought, where will you end up after multiple deaths? I considered this as my breathing became so frantic that I was choking so much. It was as if a metal hand was squeezing my windpipe, closing it so that no air could get through. I closed my eyes; I just wanted to go. The pain was atrocious.
A smash of glass told my foggy brain that Lenne had attempted to stop Shuyin, but to no avail as I heard him scream again and strangle me harder. I was about to go, I could tell. Someone had better tell Glenn where I'd gone...
A second later, the metal grip had subsided and I felt like floating. My insides were so light, I guess this is how a balloon feels, and then almost as suddenly as it had gone, the pain came crashing back. I felt air being forced into my system, the oxygen rushing to my brain and through my blood. I opened my eyes to see someone giving my mouth-to-mouth and then I gave up, once I was breathing properly again and fainted.
Waking up in someone else's bed is never easy, especially if you couldn't remember why you were there. I looked around the room and saw pink oozing from every surface; I shuddered and then felt my throat, at once the memories flooded back. A jewel encrusted mirror showed me the angry bruises around my neck, but I was alive, well not exactly, but as alive as I was going to get.
"Hey, how's the Chief of the lighting crew doing?" Lenne was smiling at me from a dressing table, now wearing something other than a dressing gown; this outfit included a blue top, black skirt and knee-high brown boots. I grinned back, and she came to sit on the edge of the bed. "Shuyin is gone now, don't worry." She patted me on the shoulder, "Are you feeling ok Sora? The performance is in half an hour, I wouldn't want you to miss out on your munny.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I swung my legs over the bed and stood up, surprised that I wasn't shaky. "Where do I have to go?" my question was answered by a scruffy looking man, who swung the door open,
"I'm lookin' for the...ah there he is! C'mon mate, we gotta go." His hair was a dark brown and stuck out oddly, blue-tinted sunglasses obscured his eyes and many necklaces and manner of rings adorned his body. A baggy green shirt with numerous stains hung limply over his surprisingly tight jeans. I walked over to the man, who was grinning awkwardly, "Oh, and Lenne," he added before closing the door, "We need you at the stage in 10 minutes, somethin' to do with the microphones." She smiled and begun to apply mascara.
The man waltzed down the corridor, grinning at everyone, waving and shouting to people who would never have been able to hear him. I began to get bored, I wasn't really in the mood for this and I needed to get on with the journey if I ever hoped to see Riku again. It was all Glenn's fault we were here. Speaking of Glenn, where is he? I looked around the corridors, which were painted a lurid green. We passed a line of what looked like back- up dancers judging by the outfits, he wasn't there. Stupid boy.
The shabby man stopped outside a door, which would have been undistinguishable from the rest, except it was plastered in pictures of light bulbs. It must have been this man's idea of a joke because he was laughing away. I looked at him quizzically.
"We're here," he looked down at me, the grin wiping off his face in an instant, "Ouch, what happened to your neck? Oh yeah, I'm Kurro. Weird nickname, don't ask." He stuck out his hand and I shook it grudgingly, feeling the rings grinding into my fingers. "We gotta go through here and get you clued up." I nodded and followed him through the door into a room full of switches and numerous broken lighting implements.
Kurro then launched into a long complicated explanation of the lighting and at the end of it, he then informed me that I wasn't going to be working in here, as he had just spent 15 minutes explaining, but by the edge of the stage. I held back my anger and followed him again; I was really turning into a sheep.
You could see the crowd through a gap in the curtains, it was filling up fast, as I was staring through the gap in the curtains, Kurro 'kindly' explained to me what I had to do. Flip one switch when the performance started, and one when it ended. Fun. Still, it was better than actually being on stage.
"Well, see ya lil' buddy." Kurro patted me on the shoulder then wandered off, picking up someone else's coffee in the process. I was glad to see him go, turning to my right, I saw a huddle of back up dancers and the singers. My jaw dropped, standing next to a blonde girl and a short brown haired boy was Glenn. Oh, I'm really gonna kill him. Lucky for Glenn, Kurro then ushered them all off into another room probably to give them a boring pep talk. I wandered over to the switch and waited.
The screams from the crowd intensified as I saw Lenne walk through the curtain, I flipped the switch, just as I was supposed to and the spotlight shone onto her head. The show then began. Watching through the curtains, I was terribly bored. Sure, she could sing, but concerts weren't my thing and after hearing the same song over and over again, as Kurro kept walking past humming, I began to get really annoyed. I was glad when it was the interval. Lenne walked back through the curtain as I flipped the switch again.
"Oh..." She flopped into a chair, holding her fingers tightly. I forgot that she had hurt them earlier and they looked pretty nasty. Many of her entourage gathered around her, handing out water and re-doing her make-up. I made a beeline for the singers who had just exited the stage, the curtain being hold apart for them by Kurro, geez that guy gets everywhere. Glenn's ecstatic grin faded when he saw my neck,
"What happened to your...?" but I wasn't paying attention. Through the open curtain I could see something heavenly, it was as if a ray from the skies illuminated the spot where he stood. There he was, the person I had been waiting to see. He was standing a little way back in the crowd, but there was no mistaking his silvery blue hair and sparkling eyes that I remembered all too well. He stood next to a shorter person with long slivery purple hair, laughing. His smile lit up the stadium and there was no rational reason for me not to run out to reach him.
"Riku!" I yelled and tore past a surprised Kurro, hearing a 'Whoa lil' buddy' as I passed. I rushed across the stage, tripping slightly in my haste, dodging the props and leaping into the crowd from the edge of the stage, people parted out of the way with disgruntled expressions, but I didn't care. Shoving bewildered civilians out of the way, I rushed towards the spot, but when I reached the place where he had been standing only seconds before, he had gone.
I looked up at the sky; the muggy feeling in the air signalled rain and the heavens opened, pouring liquid onto our heads. Most of the crowd ran for shelter, but I stood, rooted to the spot. I flopped onto the ground, beating my fists into the nearly sodden soil. I felt something under my right fist, lifting it up; I saw a glint of silver. There was a small locket on the floor, with a silver chain. I picked it up carefully, turning it over in my fingers. On one side of the locket was a small engraving of a raven. It took me a few seconds, but then something clicked. I searched in my pocket for my necklace and found it.
The similarity was astounding. I deduced that it was Riku's and held it close to my chest. By the time Glenn had reached me, both necklaces were in my pocket and I was rubbing my eyes in an embarrassed way. He surveyed me with his piercing orange eyes and put his arm around my shoulders, muttering comforting phrases, looking embarrassed as the crowd moved back around us. I took a final sniff and gulped,
"Let's go, I can't stand it here anymore." I looked up to the stage where the performance had started again.
"Ok," Glenn hastily let go of my shoulders and we walked off towards one of the doors labelled 'EXIT' in large green letters. I turned to look at Glenn and realised that hew as still wearing his costume. I snorted. "Hmph, you cheered up quickly," Glenn grunted, looking hurt.
"Sorry," he waved his hand at me as if to say 'that's ok' and we found the edge of the city easily enough. The path stretched ahead of us again, with no sign of life. The fields were greener on this side of town, which reminded me of something my mum had said, 'The grass is always greener on the other side'. Of course, then she had been referring to the neighbours' garden, but it seemed to refer to this town too. I had a feeling things might become a bit easier, but I doubt it. A rumble disturbed my thoughts.
I looked around, expecting some sort of monster, but I saw Glenn clutching his stomach,
"Ok, before we leave can we get some food please?" I laughed at the expression on his face,
"Sure. Oh crap. I forgot to get my wages. I can't afford any food."
"S'no problem. I got yours for you. That Kurro just gave it to me before I went after you." There was a pause. "Why did you run into the crowd?" I had to answer,
"Well, umm, you know I was looking for someone, well I saw them in the crowd,"
"Oh yeah! Your girlfriend! You shouted 'Riku' right? Pretty name, you'll have to tell me about her." I blushed a deep shade of red and turned away, feeling completely uncomfortable. I was going to have to tell him soon.
"Let's get that food now," I said, not looking at Glenn, hastily changing the subject.
I was going to tell him then.
I am going to tell him.
I will tell him.
Again, I am so sorry about the delay. You have to tell me how this chapter measured up.
Thanks.
xxx The one-winged Pegasus xxx
I'm sorry
Disclaimer- I don't own kingdom Hearts characters or otherwise.
So, here's the much delayed 6th chapter...sorry.
"Shuyin!" Lenne yelled, moving quickly towards him in an attempt to pull his arm away from me. Shuyin turned around, and ran forwards to meet her, a softer expression on his face,
"Lenne, you're back! How was your shower?" he smiled sweetly and tried to hug Lenne, but she pushed him off,
"Shuyin, I've had enough of you." She proclaimed, wrenching the broken bottle out of his hand, cutting her own fingers at the same time, "You have too many personalities, I can't cope."
"But Lenne..."
"No buts Shuyin," her eyes were burning with hatred. She only stopped staring straight in his eyes to wrap her bleeding fingers in her dressing gown, wincing and whimpering. "We're through."
"..." Shuyin was silent, he looked at his feet, then Lenne, then the door, then her fingers, then finally at me and I knew I was in trouble. "You," he rounded on me, advancing slowly. I backed off, until I could move no further and was up against the door. "You told her to say all this didn't you? You want Lenne all for yourself!"
Thump. His hands were at my throat. I stammered in vain to try and force a reply, but he was putting pressure on my windpipe and crushing me against the rough surface of the door. My back was in agony, pushed against the door handle and my throat was no better off.
"She's mine I tell you!" Shuyin was positively screaming now, flecks of spit flew onto my face from his bellowing mouth. I tried to struggle, but his grip was too strong. Here I go again, I thought, where will you end up after multiple deaths? I considered this as my breathing became so frantic that I was choking so much. It was as if a metal hand was squeezing my windpipe, closing it so that no air could get through. I closed my eyes; I just wanted to go. The pain was atrocious.
A smash of glass told my foggy brain that Lenne had attempted to stop Shuyin, but to no avail as I heard him scream again and strangle me harder. I was about to go, I could tell. Someone had better tell Glenn where I'd gone...
A second later, the metal grip had subsided and I felt like floating. My insides were so light, I guess this is how a balloon feels, and then almost as suddenly as it had gone, the pain came crashing back. I felt air being forced into my system, the oxygen rushing to my brain and through my blood. I opened my eyes to see someone giving my mouth-to-mouth and then I gave up, once I was breathing properly again and fainted.
Waking up in someone else's bed is never easy, especially if you couldn't remember why you were there. I looked around the room and saw pink oozing from every surface; I shuddered and then felt my throat, at once the memories flooded back. A jewel encrusted mirror showed me the angry bruises around my neck, but I was alive, well not exactly, but as alive as I was going to get.
"Hey, how's the Chief of the lighting crew doing?" Lenne was smiling at me from a dressing table, now wearing something other than a dressing gown; this outfit included a blue top, black skirt and knee-high brown boots. I grinned back, and she came to sit on the edge of the bed. "Shuyin is gone now, don't worry." She patted me on the shoulder, "Are you feeling ok Sora? The performance is in half an hour, I wouldn't want you to miss out on your munny.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I swung my legs over the bed and stood up, surprised that I wasn't shaky. "Where do I have to go?" my question was answered by a scruffy looking man, who swung the door open,
"I'm lookin' for the...ah there he is! C'mon mate, we gotta go." His hair was a dark brown and stuck out oddly, blue-tinted sunglasses obscured his eyes and many necklaces and manner of rings adorned his body. A baggy green shirt with numerous stains hung limply over his surprisingly tight jeans. I walked over to the man, who was grinning awkwardly, "Oh, and Lenne," he added before closing the door, "We need you at the stage in 10 minutes, somethin' to do with the microphones." She smiled and begun to apply mascara.
The man waltzed down the corridor, grinning at everyone, waving and shouting to people who would never have been able to hear him. I began to get bored, I wasn't really in the mood for this and I needed to get on with the journey if I ever hoped to see Riku again. It was all Glenn's fault we were here. Speaking of Glenn, where is he? I looked around the corridors, which were painted a lurid green. We passed a line of what looked like back- up dancers judging by the outfits, he wasn't there. Stupid boy.
The shabby man stopped outside a door, which would have been undistinguishable from the rest, except it was plastered in pictures of light bulbs. It must have been this man's idea of a joke because he was laughing away. I looked at him quizzically.
"We're here," he looked down at me, the grin wiping off his face in an instant, "Ouch, what happened to your neck? Oh yeah, I'm Kurro. Weird nickname, don't ask." He stuck out his hand and I shook it grudgingly, feeling the rings grinding into my fingers. "We gotta go through here and get you clued up." I nodded and followed him through the door into a room full of switches and numerous broken lighting implements.
Kurro then launched into a long complicated explanation of the lighting and at the end of it, he then informed me that I wasn't going to be working in here, as he had just spent 15 minutes explaining, but by the edge of the stage. I held back my anger and followed him again; I was really turning into a sheep.
You could see the crowd through a gap in the curtains, it was filling up fast, as I was staring through the gap in the curtains, Kurro 'kindly' explained to me what I had to do. Flip one switch when the performance started, and one when it ended. Fun. Still, it was better than actually being on stage.
"Well, see ya lil' buddy." Kurro patted me on the shoulder then wandered off, picking up someone else's coffee in the process. I was glad to see him go, turning to my right, I saw a huddle of back up dancers and the singers. My jaw dropped, standing next to a blonde girl and a short brown haired boy was Glenn. Oh, I'm really gonna kill him. Lucky for Glenn, Kurro then ushered them all off into another room probably to give them a boring pep talk. I wandered over to the switch and waited.
The screams from the crowd intensified as I saw Lenne walk through the curtain, I flipped the switch, just as I was supposed to and the spotlight shone onto her head. The show then began. Watching through the curtains, I was terribly bored. Sure, she could sing, but concerts weren't my thing and after hearing the same song over and over again, as Kurro kept walking past humming, I began to get really annoyed. I was glad when it was the interval. Lenne walked back through the curtain as I flipped the switch again.
"Oh..." She flopped into a chair, holding her fingers tightly. I forgot that she had hurt them earlier and they looked pretty nasty. Many of her entourage gathered around her, handing out water and re-doing her make-up. I made a beeline for the singers who had just exited the stage, the curtain being hold apart for them by Kurro, geez that guy gets everywhere. Glenn's ecstatic grin faded when he saw my neck,
"What happened to your...?" but I wasn't paying attention. Through the open curtain I could see something heavenly, it was as if a ray from the skies illuminated the spot where he stood. There he was, the person I had been waiting to see. He was standing a little way back in the crowd, but there was no mistaking his silvery blue hair and sparkling eyes that I remembered all too well. He stood next to a shorter person with long slivery purple hair, laughing. His smile lit up the stadium and there was no rational reason for me not to run out to reach him.
"Riku!" I yelled and tore past a surprised Kurro, hearing a 'Whoa lil' buddy' as I passed. I rushed across the stage, tripping slightly in my haste, dodging the props and leaping into the crowd from the edge of the stage, people parted out of the way with disgruntled expressions, but I didn't care. Shoving bewildered civilians out of the way, I rushed towards the spot, but when I reached the place where he had been standing only seconds before, he had gone.
I looked up at the sky; the muggy feeling in the air signalled rain and the heavens opened, pouring liquid onto our heads. Most of the crowd ran for shelter, but I stood, rooted to the spot. I flopped onto the ground, beating my fists into the nearly sodden soil. I felt something under my right fist, lifting it up; I saw a glint of silver. There was a small locket on the floor, with a silver chain. I picked it up carefully, turning it over in my fingers. On one side of the locket was a small engraving of a raven. It took me a few seconds, but then something clicked. I searched in my pocket for my necklace and found it.
The similarity was astounding. I deduced that it was Riku's and held it close to my chest. By the time Glenn had reached me, both necklaces were in my pocket and I was rubbing my eyes in an embarrassed way. He surveyed me with his piercing orange eyes and put his arm around my shoulders, muttering comforting phrases, looking embarrassed as the crowd moved back around us. I took a final sniff and gulped,
"Let's go, I can't stand it here anymore." I looked up to the stage where the performance had started again.
"Ok," Glenn hastily let go of my shoulders and we walked off towards one of the doors labelled 'EXIT' in large green letters. I turned to look at Glenn and realised that hew as still wearing his costume. I snorted. "Hmph, you cheered up quickly," Glenn grunted, looking hurt.
"Sorry," he waved his hand at me as if to say 'that's ok' and we found the edge of the city easily enough. The path stretched ahead of us again, with no sign of life. The fields were greener on this side of town, which reminded me of something my mum had said, 'The grass is always greener on the other side'. Of course, then she had been referring to the neighbours' garden, but it seemed to refer to this town too. I had a feeling things might become a bit easier, but I doubt it. A rumble disturbed my thoughts.
I looked around, expecting some sort of monster, but I saw Glenn clutching his stomach,
"Ok, before we leave can we get some food please?" I laughed at the expression on his face,
"Sure. Oh crap. I forgot to get my wages. I can't afford any food."
"S'no problem. I got yours for you. That Kurro just gave it to me before I went after you." There was a pause. "Why did you run into the crowd?" I had to answer,
"Well, umm, you know I was looking for someone, well I saw them in the crowd,"
"Oh yeah! Your girlfriend! You shouted 'Riku' right? Pretty name, you'll have to tell me about her." I blushed a deep shade of red and turned away, feeling completely uncomfortable. I was going to have to tell him soon.
"Let's get that food now," I said, not looking at Glenn, hastily changing the subject.
I was going to tell him then.
I am going to tell him.
I will tell him.
Again, I am so sorry about the delay. You have to tell me how this chapter measured up.
Thanks.
xxx The one-winged Pegasus xxx