Neal missed his mouth again. The broccoli that was supposed to end up in
his mouth, ended up on the floor. He lamely jabbed another broccoli and
attempted at his mouth again. He watched Cleon be fed by his doleful
little fiancée and silently gagged. He knew what happened between Kel and
Cleon, it was no secret what they had going on and he despised him for
that. He had liked Kel since the day he met her and some other guy just
took her from him. He had tried to appease himself by attaching himself
Yuki, which seemed to work for a while. He had even followed her back to
the Yamani Isle for a two-month vacation. But when he discovered her
huddled on her bed with tears streaming down her face, his crush or what-
ever resurrected from the dead.
With a loud sigh, Neal put down his fork and drank deeply from his goblet. Of the corner of his eye, he spotted Lord Raoul leaving the dining hall with a tray of food and decided to follow. With a brief mumble of apologies to his friends, he quickly chased after Raoul.
"Lord Raoul!" he called after.
Raoul turned around to face Neal and smiled. "Queenscove! Following me to see my ex-squire?"
Neal smiled briefly and opened the door to the infirmary and found his best friend lying on the bed looking vulnerable. He suddenly had the impulse to climb in the bed with her and wrap his arms around her, to give her some sort of assurance of her safety, but he couldn't. Not ever. He was engaged and the girl, actually the woman, he loved was his best friend. Never will he be able to find himself with her in his arms, her eyes lovingly gazing into his.
"Kel, wake up. I brought your dinner," Raoul called softly as he gently sat beside her.
Kel stirred from her restless sleep and gazed at her teacher blankly.
Neal could swear he felt something between the ex-teacher and his pupil for an instant when she awoke. However, that feeling, that spark, that moment dissipated in an instant when she blinked and greeted Raoul weakly.
"Hey Kel, you feeling all right?" Neal asked as he approached her bed.
She smiled weakly at him as Raoul cradled her head and spoon-fed her some broth.
There was an intimate atmosphere between the two. Neal felt as though he was intruding on something that didn't include him. Feeling a bit awkward, he said, "I'll see you around once you get better Kel," and left the infirmary, suddenly feeling like a stranger to his best friend.
~8~ "Raoul, don't you have better things to do than tend to your sick little friend?" she asked weakly as Raoul sat on the chair beside her.
"Now what can be more important than tending a sick friend?" he questioned innocently.
"Buri." she whispered.
For a moment Kel could see conflicting emotions in his eyes. However, he had it controlled in an instant and his composure seemed to emulate after Kel's infamous Yamani face.
"Buri? What about Buri? What about her makes her worth my time?" he asked simply.
She could tell this was a subject she should tread on at the moment and replied softly, "Nothing."
"You know Kel, it's getting a little late. I'll stop by tomorrow okay?" Raoul said abruptly and left the infirmary without hearing her reply.
Kel saw him leave and sighed heavily. She slowly got up from her bed, flexing her limbs. The Gift works wonders, she thought to herself as she left the room in search of something. refreshing and helpful for her to forget.
With a loud sigh, Neal put down his fork and drank deeply from his goblet. Of the corner of his eye, he spotted Lord Raoul leaving the dining hall with a tray of food and decided to follow. With a brief mumble of apologies to his friends, he quickly chased after Raoul.
"Lord Raoul!" he called after.
Raoul turned around to face Neal and smiled. "Queenscove! Following me to see my ex-squire?"
Neal smiled briefly and opened the door to the infirmary and found his best friend lying on the bed looking vulnerable. He suddenly had the impulse to climb in the bed with her and wrap his arms around her, to give her some sort of assurance of her safety, but he couldn't. Not ever. He was engaged and the girl, actually the woman, he loved was his best friend. Never will he be able to find himself with her in his arms, her eyes lovingly gazing into his.
"Kel, wake up. I brought your dinner," Raoul called softly as he gently sat beside her.
Kel stirred from her restless sleep and gazed at her teacher blankly.
Neal could swear he felt something between the ex-teacher and his pupil for an instant when she awoke. However, that feeling, that spark, that moment dissipated in an instant when she blinked and greeted Raoul weakly.
"Hey Kel, you feeling all right?" Neal asked as he approached her bed.
She smiled weakly at him as Raoul cradled her head and spoon-fed her some broth.
There was an intimate atmosphere between the two. Neal felt as though he was intruding on something that didn't include him. Feeling a bit awkward, he said, "I'll see you around once you get better Kel," and left the infirmary, suddenly feeling like a stranger to his best friend.
~8~ "Raoul, don't you have better things to do than tend to your sick little friend?" she asked weakly as Raoul sat on the chair beside her.
"Now what can be more important than tending a sick friend?" he questioned innocently.
"Buri." she whispered.
For a moment Kel could see conflicting emotions in his eyes. However, he had it controlled in an instant and his composure seemed to emulate after Kel's infamous Yamani face.
"Buri? What about Buri? What about her makes her worth my time?" he asked simply.
She could tell this was a subject she should tread on at the moment and replied softly, "Nothing."
"You know Kel, it's getting a little late. I'll stop by tomorrow okay?" Raoul said abruptly and left the infirmary without hearing her reply.
Kel saw him leave and sighed heavily. She slowly got up from her bed, flexing her limbs. The Gift works wonders, she thought to herself as she left the room in search of something. refreshing and helpful for her to forget.