Okay..its long past time I continued this one. You know how summer is. But anyway I am glad that you waited.
Without further ado....
"Would you please excuse me Ms.Mizuno," she said?
The doctor nodded her head, but as an after thought added "but stay off of the fourth floor!"
She nodded her head and walked away slowly on her crutches.
Gees, these people were scared of their master. But then if you think about it doesn't that make it her obligation to make it better?
After all they had brought her in from the forest.
With a smile she started her way towards the fourth floor.
Heero Yuy walked around his meeting room, where he usually went to think.
His strides very much showing his personality. They were angry, and full of arrogance.
The slight upward tilt of his head showed his upper class pedigree.
Eyebrows pulled together, he contemplated his unpleasant situation.
His kingdom was suffering because of his cold demeanor.
Everyday the crops died off more.
The few unloyal servants left, or those whose families were suffering.
Animals left, making game harder to find, and here he was in his kingdom.
His pride not allowing him to search for that one person he needed.
"Yuy, you are such a fool."
He spun around quickly.
Damn that Goddess.
It was all her fault. All of this.
Golden hair cascading to the floor around her, she walked forward.
With a smile she said, "Why not just tell them to leave? Make them leave? No one could ever love you as you are now," she sneered.
He grunted and turned away. Looking out the window he saw small children running outside the castle walls.
Laughing, even after the measly breakfast they had.
He had tried, but he was done with that now.
All he could ever find in the other castles were little Whores. Wanting nothing more than a life of privilege.
He was done trying now.
She laughed airily and walked, no floated , over to him.
She raised one hand and stroked his cheek.
His whole visage softened to her touch. Even for all the training he could not bar his heart to the Goddess of love.
"You long to feel your intended's touch don't you," she purred.
But the touch only lasted for a minute, and as soon as that was over her hand reared back and slapped him.
"Damn you", he hissed.
"Don't think I'm going to just give it to you," she said angrily," you are looking in all the wrong places. I'm starting to wonder whether you deserve it or not!"
With a flash she was gone, leaving a hollow feeling and a painful feeling with him.
Both were in his heart.
With a deep growl and a kick to the door he headed for his room.
Minako was gasping for breath as she finally made it up to the fourth floor.
Looking around she noticed the plush carpet, beautiful decorations, and beautiful window views.
Doors as far as the eye could see, she decided to explore.
After all, he had to be around here somewhere.
But which one to start with?
She hopped over to the closest door and opened it.
Inside was a huge room. Bigger by far than any room she had ever seen.
The decorations were plain. As though no great deal of thought were put into the obviously very expensive decorations.
She explored the room and found that no one had stayed in this room for a long time.
Dust covered almost everything.
With a sigh she left the room and went into the next room.
After seeing all the rooms on the right side, she came to the room at the end.
Balancing precariously she threw the door open and stood in awe.
It was huge, bigger than all the other rooms put together.
A balcony was on the far side of the room, overlooking the whole kingdom.
This had to be the Masters room.
She hobbled in.
The room was furnished beautifully, but plainly.
The bed seemed to of cost a lot especially.
Thick blankets covered the thick mattresses. The mattresses covered the very expensive and polished wood.
She stood there in awe.
Staring at things that were beyond a poor peasants daughter.
Heero walked down the hall to his room.
His mind in a completely different world than he was currently visiting.
Suddenly he stopped. Noticing that everything was not as he had left it.
No one was allowed up here but him. Not even his closest of servants.
He ran forward to the door to see if the person was still in that room.
No they were gone.
Looking up he suddenly realized his bedroom door was slightly ajar. With a jolt he was off, sprinting towards the door.
They would never get out of here alive.
He slung the door watching, not watching it slam into the wall with a crashing sound.
His eyes landed on a young woman standing in the room.
She had obviously swung around at the crash.
Hair flying around her and eyes wide with shock. There were two crutches under her arm, supporting a very swollen ankle.
She swallowed, obviously more than a little unnerved and said. "S-S-Sir. I'm here to tell you that your ser..."
He obviously wasn't listening. His eyes were focused on one thing and one thing alone.
His journal
Minako blabbered on and on about why he should be better to his servants. Getting better at it every second. But then she noticed something.
He wasn't even listening to her.
And imagine how much more surprised she was when he quietly said, "thief."
"Excuse me?"
She said. Not because she hadn't heard, but because she couldn't believe she was being accused of such a thing.
He launched forward, causing her to suck in her breath in alarm.
Grabbing one hand on the journal and one hand on her wrist, he successfully set the journal down and swung her away.
She landed on the carpet hard. Feeling all her breath rush from her lungs.
When he turned back around to look ay her, she was terrified. Those eyes held so much anger.
Forgetting about her foot she quickly stood up. Wincing at the pain that shot up her leg she turned and ran.
She heard a crash and knew he was following her.
She ran down the hall, and slid down the stairs.
He was right behind her, she could feel it. The only thing keeping her ahead was her terror.
She turned around to see if he was close, only to be shoved into the wall.
His body pressed into hers, terrifying her further.
"Who the hell are you?" He said in a cold voice.
"Aino, Minako Aino." She said, trying to keep her voice as deadly calm as his. And failing miserably at it.
His eyes narrowed, thinking of what to do now.
That moment of indecision was all she needed.
Bringing her knee up, she hit him in a very significant place.
His grunt of pain was all she needed. She was off.
Running farther down the hall she saw a door standing slightly ajar.
As she dashed inside, she saw him turn the corner.
With a shriek of worry she grabbed the door and slung it close. Only seconds before he would have come into it.
Grabbing a chair she flung it against the doorknob, keeping it from opening again.
She screamed as he flung himself against the door.
The door shuddered, but held.
He continued to beat on it until all his rage was spent leaving only burning anger.
She heard him draw a shuddering breath.
"Fine, stay in there. Forever"
She heard a click when the door locked from the outside, and then fading footsteps.
With a cry she flung herself against the door.
The only thing that could scare her more than a scary man, was being locked away...forever."
She tugged and jerked on the doorknob, but no luck. The door held firm.
She beat on the door and begged to be released, but no one answered.
Hot tears began to flow without warning. Would she really be left in here for all time. Surely he had more of a heart than that.
She flung herself on her bed and cried herself to sleep that night.
She would get out of here if it took forever.
A last shuddering thought hit her.
What if it did.
Heero called all of his trusted servants into his room.
Somehow they had to have something to do with this. No one else would ever assume as much, and he sure as hell hadn't let her in.
They appeared slowly, not knowing what this was about.
The last to appear, as usual, was Duo.
His usual braid and jovial smile. He looked around the room at everyone, saying hello and waving. Until his eyes met Heero's, then his smile faltered.
"Heero?"
"Sit down."
He sat down, sharing uncomfortable glances with the other seven in the room.
He began the meeting curtly. "Would anyone here want to fill me in on anything?"
No one said a thing. Knowing what he was getting at, but hoping and praying that their ideas were mistaken.
Breaking the silence Makoto spoke.
"Okay I admit."
Everyone's head spun alarmingly. Duo's braid flying to smack Wufei in the face. Wufei glared at Duo then threw his braid back. Jumping back to attention when Makoto
continued.
There was a thick silence in the air that seemed to hang over all of them. Quatre loosened his collar. After all this was his idea, why should they have to cover for him. He
chanced a glance over his shoulder at Heero, who was leaning over the long table in anticipation.
"Well I, uh, dropped your favorite glass the other day and broke it."
She laughed uncertainly, trying to lighten the mood a little bit.
"Hehe, sorry?"
She almost jumped out of her seat when Heero's hand slammed down on the table.
He glared at them sternly and said. "You know damn well what I'm talking about. Where did that girl come from?"
Duo then tried to lighten the mood a little. Which was his and Makoto's trademark around here.
"Well Heero, if you didn't notice, she's more like a woman."
He laughed until Heero turned his gaze on him, then he shrunk back in the chair.
"It was me." Quatre said quietly. He wondered how he would be punished, Heero had found out. Therefore, it was his responsibility to take the blame for his idea. And he
would. He at least owed that much to them.
Heero's gaze turned to him and he suddenly felt ashamed. Why did he have to betray the trust of this wonderful guy. He had been so good and trusting of him and now he
had ruined it.
Quatre broke the gaze and looked at the table.
"Quatre why? You would be the last person that I would have thought would do this."
Quatre began an explanation, he owed that to Heero as well.
"Well I was out chopping wood for you when I heard her scream. I ran and found her laying on the ground. Apparently wolves were chasing her."
Heero stood up from the table.
"I understand why it was you now Quatre. But hwy didn't you tell her to stay off the fourth floor."
"We did." Quatre lamented.
"I see."
Heero turned around, Once again angry.
"Well then she can stay in there for awhile."
And with that stormed out of the room.
The left occupants of the room looked around in confusion.
"What does he mean, in the other room?"
Minako woke to a sound outside of her room.
Jumping up she looked, and screamed.
Someone was outside the window.
It was dark and she couldn't see anything but a shadow.
The person motioned for her to be quiet. Why should she, she didn't know who they were. What if it was a murderer or something?
Their finger slid in and opened the window, and then in it came.
She went into a fighting stance, she wouldn't go down without a fight.
The figure only reached into a pocket. Maybe to reach a knife.
She was brought out of her terrifying musings when she realized that it only lit a lamp.
Instead of a grizzly old man, she was relieved to note that the guy looked relatively friendly.
In a quiet voice he said. "I brought your dinner."
Under normal circumstances she would have refused, but she was hungry.
In a flying leap she was at the plate. Gobbling it down at the speed of light. It wasn't very long before it was gone.
The boy took her plate and headed back towards the door. Stopping when he heard Minako's call of, "wait!"
He turned and looked at her inquiringly.
"Please take me with you, whoever you are."
He looked at her and answered.
"We can't take you out anytime soon. You've already made him mad enough. Stay for now, I'll bring you food. That's all we can do. You were warned before you went up
there."
With that he jumped.
Her breath hitched in her throat and she ran forward. She looked down but he was nowhere to be found.
How he had gotten down was beyond her, but it was obvious that she couldn't do the same.
With an angry scream she flung herself on the bed.
She began a prayer to her favorite Deity.
"Aphrodite, please put a little love in their master heart. That he might release me."
Little did she know she had just inspired her favorite Goddess.
Muahahahahah. And so it begins. This one sure is heating up,eh? Sorry if its been awhile. Its hard to keep all the stories up and all your life too. Thanks you guys!
Questions? Suggestions? Compliments (big smile)? R&R.
-Aphrodite's Scribe
Without further ado....
"Would you please excuse me Ms.Mizuno," she said?
The doctor nodded her head, but as an after thought added "but stay off of the fourth floor!"
She nodded her head and walked away slowly on her crutches.
Gees, these people were scared of their master. But then if you think about it doesn't that make it her obligation to make it better?
After all they had brought her in from the forest.
With a smile she started her way towards the fourth floor.
Heero Yuy walked around his meeting room, where he usually went to think.
His strides very much showing his personality. They were angry, and full of arrogance.
The slight upward tilt of his head showed his upper class pedigree.
Eyebrows pulled together, he contemplated his unpleasant situation.
His kingdom was suffering because of his cold demeanor.
Everyday the crops died off more.
The few unloyal servants left, or those whose families were suffering.
Animals left, making game harder to find, and here he was in his kingdom.
His pride not allowing him to search for that one person he needed.
"Yuy, you are such a fool."
He spun around quickly.
Damn that Goddess.
It was all her fault. All of this.
Golden hair cascading to the floor around her, she walked forward.
With a smile she said, "Why not just tell them to leave? Make them leave? No one could ever love you as you are now," she sneered.
He grunted and turned away. Looking out the window he saw small children running outside the castle walls.
Laughing, even after the measly breakfast they had.
He had tried, but he was done with that now.
All he could ever find in the other castles were little Whores. Wanting nothing more than a life of privilege.
He was done trying now.
She laughed airily and walked, no floated , over to him.
She raised one hand and stroked his cheek.
His whole visage softened to her touch. Even for all the training he could not bar his heart to the Goddess of love.
"You long to feel your intended's touch don't you," she purred.
But the touch only lasted for a minute, and as soon as that was over her hand reared back and slapped him.
"Damn you", he hissed.
"Don't think I'm going to just give it to you," she said angrily," you are looking in all the wrong places. I'm starting to wonder whether you deserve it or not!"
With a flash she was gone, leaving a hollow feeling and a painful feeling with him.
Both were in his heart.
With a deep growl and a kick to the door he headed for his room.
Minako was gasping for breath as she finally made it up to the fourth floor.
Looking around she noticed the plush carpet, beautiful decorations, and beautiful window views.
Doors as far as the eye could see, she decided to explore.
After all, he had to be around here somewhere.
But which one to start with?
She hopped over to the closest door and opened it.
Inside was a huge room. Bigger by far than any room she had ever seen.
The decorations were plain. As though no great deal of thought were put into the obviously very expensive decorations.
She explored the room and found that no one had stayed in this room for a long time.
Dust covered almost everything.
With a sigh she left the room and went into the next room.
After seeing all the rooms on the right side, she came to the room at the end.
Balancing precariously she threw the door open and stood in awe.
It was huge, bigger than all the other rooms put together.
A balcony was on the far side of the room, overlooking the whole kingdom.
This had to be the Masters room.
She hobbled in.
The room was furnished beautifully, but plainly.
The bed seemed to of cost a lot especially.
Thick blankets covered the thick mattresses. The mattresses covered the very expensive and polished wood.
She stood there in awe.
Staring at things that were beyond a poor peasants daughter.
Heero walked down the hall to his room.
His mind in a completely different world than he was currently visiting.
Suddenly he stopped. Noticing that everything was not as he had left it.
No one was allowed up here but him. Not even his closest of servants.
He ran forward to the door to see if the person was still in that room.
No they were gone.
Looking up he suddenly realized his bedroom door was slightly ajar. With a jolt he was off, sprinting towards the door.
They would never get out of here alive.
He slung the door watching, not watching it slam into the wall with a crashing sound.
His eyes landed on a young woman standing in the room.
She had obviously swung around at the crash.
Hair flying around her and eyes wide with shock. There were two crutches under her arm, supporting a very swollen ankle.
She swallowed, obviously more than a little unnerved and said. "S-S-Sir. I'm here to tell you that your ser..."
He obviously wasn't listening. His eyes were focused on one thing and one thing alone.
His journal
Minako blabbered on and on about why he should be better to his servants. Getting better at it every second. But then she noticed something.
He wasn't even listening to her.
And imagine how much more surprised she was when he quietly said, "thief."
"Excuse me?"
She said. Not because she hadn't heard, but because she couldn't believe she was being accused of such a thing.
He launched forward, causing her to suck in her breath in alarm.
Grabbing one hand on the journal and one hand on her wrist, he successfully set the journal down and swung her away.
She landed on the carpet hard. Feeling all her breath rush from her lungs.
When he turned back around to look ay her, she was terrified. Those eyes held so much anger.
Forgetting about her foot she quickly stood up. Wincing at the pain that shot up her leg she turned and ran.
She heard a crash and knew he was following her.
She ran down the hall, and slid down the stairs.
He was right behind her, she could feel it. The only thing keeping her ahead was her terror.
She turned around to see if he was close, only to be shoved into the wall.
His body pressed into hers, terrifying her further.
"Who the hell are you?" He said in a cold voice.
"Aino, Minako Aino." She said, trying to keep her voice as deadly calm as his. And failing miserably at it.
His eyes narrowed, thinking of what to do now.
That moment of indecision was all she needed.
Bringing her knee up, she hit him in a very significant place.
His grunt of pain was all she needed. She was off.
Running farther down the hall she saw a door standing slightly ajar.
As she dashed inside, she saw him turn the corner.
With a shriek of worry she grabbed the door and slung it close. Only seconds before he would have come into it.
Grabbing a chair she flung it against the doorknob, keeping it from opening again.
She screamed as he flung himself against the door.
The door shuddered, but held.
He continued to beat on it until all his rage was spent leaving only burning anger.
She heard him draw a shuddering breath.
"Fine, stay in there. Forever"
She heard a click when the door locked from the outside, and then fading footsteps.
With a cry she flung herself against the door.
The only thing that could scare her more than a scary man, was being locked away...forever."
She tugged and jerked on the doorknob, but no luck. The door held firm.
She beat on the door and begged to be released, but no one answered.
Hot tears began to flow without warning. Would she really be left in here for all time. Surely he had more of a heart than that.
She flung herself on her bed and cried herself to sleep that night.
She would get out of here if it took forever.
A last shuddering thought hit her.
What if it did.
Heero called all of his trusted servants into his room.
Somehow they had to have something to do with this. No one else would ever assume as much, and he sure as hell hadn't let her in.
They appeared slowly, not knowing what this was about.
The last to appear, as usual, was Duo.
His usual braid and jovial smile. He looked around the room at everyone, saying hello and waving. Until his eyes met Heero's, then his smile faltered.
"Heero?"
"Sit down."
He sat down, sharing uncomfortable glances with the other seven in the room.
He began the meeting curtly. "Would anyone here want to fill me in on anything?"
No one said a thing. Knowing what he was getting at, but hoping and praying that their ideas were mistaken.
Breaking the silence Makoto spoke.
"Okay I admit."
Everyone's head spun alarmingly. Duo's braid flying to smack Wufei in the face. Wufei glared at Duo then threw his braid back. Jumping back to attention when Makoto
continued.
There was a thick silence in the air that seemed to hang over all of them. Quatre loosened his collar. After all this was his idea, why should they have to cover for him. He
chanced a glance over his shoulder at Heero, who was leaning over the long table in anticipation.
"Well I, uh, dropped your favorite glass the other day and broke it."
She laughed uncertainly, trying to lighten the mood a little bit.
"Hehe, sorry?"
She almost jumped out of her seat when Heero's hand slammed down on the table.
He glared at them sternly and said. "You know damn well what I'm talking about. Where did that girl come from?"
Duo then tried to lighten the mood a little. Which was his and Makoto's trademark around here.
"Well Heero, if you didn't notice, she's more like a woman."
He laughed until Heero turned his gaze on him, then he shrunk back in the chair.
"It was me." Quatre said quietly. He wondered how he would be punished, Heero had found out. Therefore, it was his responsibility to take the blame for his idea. And he
would. He at least owed that much to them.
Heero's gaze turned to him and he suddenly felt ashamed. Why did he have to betray the trust of this wonderful guy. He had been so good and trusting of him and now he
had ruined it.
Quatre broke the gaze and looked at the table.
"Quatre why? You would be the last person that I would have thought would do this."
Quatre began an explanation, he owed that to Heero as well.
"Well I was out chopping wood for you when I heard her scream. I ran and found her laying on the ground. Apparently wolves were chasing her."
Heero stood up from the table.
"I understand why it was you now Quatre. But hwy didn't you tell her to stay off the fourth floor."
"We did." Quatre lamented.
"I see."
Heero turned around, Once again angry.
"Well then she can stay in there for awhile."
And with that stormed out of the room.
The left occupants of the room looked around in confusion.
"What does he mean, in the other room?"
Minako woke to a sound outside of her room.
Jumping up she looked, and screamed.
Someone was outside the window.
It was dark and she couldn't see anything but a shadow.
The person motioned for her to be quiet. Why should she, she didn't know who they were. What if it was a murderer or something?
Their finger slid in and opened the window, and then in it came.
She went into a fighting stance, she wouldn't go down without a fight.
The figure only reached into a pocket. Maybe to reach a knife.
She was brought out of her terrifying musings when she realized that it only lit a lamp.
Instead of a grizzly old man, she was relieved to note that the guy looked relatively friendly.
In a quiet voice he said. "I brought your dinner."
Under normal circumstances she would have refused, but she was hungry.
In a flying leap she was at the plate. Gobbling it down at the speed of light. It wasn't very long before it was gone.
The boy took her plate and headed back towards the door. Stopping when he heard Minako's call of, "wait!"
He turned and looked at her inquiringly.
"Please take me with you, whoever you are."
He looked at her and answered.
"We can't take you out anytime soon. You've already made him mad enough. Stay for now, I'll bring you food. That's all we can do. You were warned before you went up
there."
With that he jumped.
Her breath hitched in her throat and she ran forward. She looked down but he was nowhere to be found.
How he had gotten down was beyond her, but it was obvious that she couldn't do the same.
With an angry scream she flung herself on the bed.
She began a prayer to her favorite Deity.
"Aphrodite, please put a little love in their master heart. That he might release me."
Little did she know she had just inspired her favorite Goddess.
Muahahahahah. And so it begins. This one sure is heating up,eh? Sorry if its been awhile. Its hard to keep all the stories up and all your life too. Thanks you guys!
Questions? Suggestions? Compliments (big smile)? R&R.
-Aphrodite's Scribe