I am soooooooooooooooooo sorry that I didn't update for the past three weeks-one month! My computer broke, and the one I was using couldn't download anything! gasp Now, I have a dell flat screen and I will update ASAP! Anyways, here's the one I started long ago but couldn't get back to. Please don't loose faith in me!

'Triple blinks' Whoa, okay, that was a lot of reviews. I opened my inbox and it said thirty! Thank you to all that reviewed, especially Flying-Cesia, who actually went back and reviewed!

About Rune's character: I just wanted to change it a little... okay, a lot but that did kind of make it different and interesting right? Right?

I do not own Dragon Knights... just clearing that up

The Reasoning

Left in a state of total confusion, Rath turned to go back into his room. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone, something even. He turned to look in that direction, but saw nothing. His instincts told him he was not alone. A chill ran up his long spine, and he jumped when a hand came to rest on his shoulder. He turned, but no one was there. His breathing slowed, trying desperately to distinguish where the hand had come from.

"Hey." A voice said. It sounded like a child's.

"Hey." It said, a little more firmly this time.

Rath turned his head swiftly in every direction, but still he saw nothing.

"Y'know, you're not gonna find me up there."

Rath looked down. It was Garfakcy.

But, if he's here, then that must mean...

"Gabe, where are you?!" A frighteningly familiar voice came from behind a corner.

"Gabe—"The man turned, and met Rath face to face.

He smiled. "Hello there, it's great to finally see you awake." He had whitish-blond hair that was untidy-looking. He was quite tall, and wearing a uniform much like the ones Lykouleon and co. wore.

His hand reached out to the distressed Dragon Knight, who shied away from the one person in this bizarre world he least wanted to come into contact with.

A surprised look crossed the Alchemist's face.

"Get the hell away from me." Rath cautioned.

Kharl's hand dropped limply to his side. "Gabe, would you please leave us for now."

"But—"Garfakcy protested.

"Now." The alchemist's voice was harsh, and warning.

His assistant left, unwillingly of course, but would not dare cross his master. Rath, however, didn't care in the slightest.

"I should have known." Rath said.

"What?" Kharl asked innocently.

"That you were behind this whole ordeal."

"Excuse me?"

"Don't play dumb. You know what I'm talking about." Rath said darkly.

"I have no idea what you're talking about!"

"Don't you? You probably created this whole thing! This-this world where everyone says I'm some lunatic, where everyone lies, and no one is on my side, just so you can come out and be the hero in the end! What did you do? Send one of your lackeys to knock me out so they could poison my mind with, THIS! Huh?"

Kharl merely blinked in confusion. "Lackeys, hero, what are you—"

"Don't try it. I thought you were behind this from the very beginning! Sending everyone in, making me follow Kai-Stern, Rune, Cesia all of it!"

"What in the devil's name is going on here?!" Someone yelled from behind Kharl.

Bierrez came into view, as well as Cesia, Lykouleon, and Tetheus.

Rath stared at them all.

"Well, Wing?" Lykouleon asked in a business like tone. He was not the one who yelled before though. (BTW: Wing is Kharl or Carl's last name in this.)

"I was looking for Gabe, when Mr. Illunsiuer and I crossed paths. I said I was glad to see he was awake, when he started to yell. I told Gabe to leave. Ronald began to say things, saying that I was the one who made him like he was and that everything wasn't real. It was quite confusing."

Bierrez looked angry, Lykouleon worried, Cesia distressed, and Tetheus, well, Tetheus.

"There's no helping him." Bierrez said.

"Now I'm not too sure about that." Kharl spoke up. "There are many different types of patients. Many of them are not curable. Ron however, is incredibly intelligent, and quite functional, but is caught between two different worlds. One of which, he will have to let go of, or at least loosen his hold on, so as to listen to our reasoning."

"Your reasoning is worth nothing, alchemist." Rath spoke.

"How are we able to reason with him if he won't loose up?" Bierrez was growing frustrated.

"Patience."

"Ronald, please. We're only trying to help you." Lykouleon said.

"I don't, and won't ever need your help." Rath stated.

"Y'see." Bierrez brought up. H was obviously trying to get rid of Rath. Or at least get him away from Cesia.

Lykouleon sighed, "I think we should leave for now. Mr. Illunsiuer probably needs rest from... everything that has happened today. We can settle this tomorrow."

Kharl didn't look to excided with the final decision, but went along anyway. It was quite late.

Rath opened his door once everyone vacated the area. He didn't even bother closing the door all the way.

Moving with little grace, he ambled his way over to the large metal stand that was his bed. The mattress felt good for his tired limbs. He hadn't realized it before, but he was beginning to get more tired than normal. Before, he could go days without sleep, but now...

Rath turned his head so he wouldn't suffocate from lack of air. Just then, a shadow caressed the tiled floor. It was sleek with wavy hair. Cesia...

"Ron, are you awake?" She asked.

Rath didn't say anything, remembering Bierrez's threat.

"Ron, even if you aren't going to speak to me, just listen, okay?" She took a few steps into his room.

"Ron, I, I'm... sorry. That I let you get like this. I should have helped you better. I shouldn't have gone along with everything. While you were here, Brandon, he, and I, got together. First we were just friends and then, and then we... evolved, sort of. He asked to marry me recently." She paused, as if waiting to hear his reaction. "But I held off, just incase we could bring you back. But now, I'm not too sure. After seeing you today, I made my decision. I am going to marry him."

Rath in took a breath. She's going to marry Bierrez? But, why...

"He's not as bad as some people might see him. He's just, a little overprotective of the people he cares about. He's really very sweet." She was sniffling.

Rath was silent.

"Well, aren't you going to say anything?!" She was beginning to cry.

After a moment, she stood and began to walk out.

"I would, but every word that comes out of my mouth you think means nothing."

She sniffed, holding back tears, and stormed out of his room.

That night, Rath decided this would all have to end...