More Guilt and Nightmares

Yoko was in his room alone when Hiei had gone to talk to Caralama. He was having another nightmare of his torture with Seifer.

Dream

Yoko was awake and his hands were chained and held high above his head forcing him to stand. He began to look around and noticed he was out side. He tuned around and there was Caralama also chained with her hands above her head only she was hanging over a cliff. Her whole body was covered with scrapes, cuts and wounds that were still bleeding and some of them were now infected. She hung like that while some droplets of blood fell from her face and blood soaked clothing. Yoko saw that Caralama was breathing but it was very shallow and she was having a heard time breathing as well. Yoko tried to go into her mind but it was filled with so much pain, he couldn't help her at all.

"Pity isn't it?" Seifer appeared beside Yoko wearing his evil smile, "You do know that you are the reason she is like this."

"You're lying!" he hissed venomously.

"No I'm not," Seifer, said looking at him still smiling, "Your love for that wench is the reason why she had gone through that torture."

"Yoko," Yoko perked his ears up and looked at Caralama, "Yoko please..." but before she could finish Seifer waved his hand and the chains let her go.

Caralama let out a scared cry as she fell, "CARALAMA!" Yoko yelled as she fell and then he jerked awake in his bed.

End Dream

Yoko was soaking in cold sweat again as he looked around his room. When his breathing finally became normal he began to lie back in the bed and laid the back of his hand on his forehead. He felt like he was going to be sick as he laid his other hand on his stomach. Yoko closed his eyes but didn't dare to go back to sleep. A tear fell from his face as he remembered what had happened. Seifer had tricked him with that fake Caralama and he had done the same thing countless times and afterwards he hurt him saying that he had failed in protecting Caralama and let her die.

He opened his eyes again and looked around his room. It was a lot smaller then the one back at the hide out but he liked it. It felt a little more like a bedroom should feel like either than just another place to sleep in. Hiei was the same thing he had told Yoko this and there were all kinds of neat places in the house. They had also found out that sense they had traveled the same way as Signs they were now immortal. So Hiei not only had gotten a few inches taller than Yoko but he had also become immortal.

Hiei always said that because he was the forbidden child everything bad happened to him. I guess now it is my turn. Another tear fell as he looked out into the sea. The sea reminded him of Nakada and what he thought he had done to her.

Yoko pressed his other hand to his stomach trying to get the sick feeling to go away. His tail hung limply under him as he just lay there. Laying on it hurt as well but he didn't care right now. After a few minutes longer the sickness feeling went away. He got out of the bed and decided to go to Nakada's room knowing it would be pointless but he still wanted to go.

When he had entered the room his stomach did a flip-flop as he looked around. His nose twitched as he began to smell something sweet. He took another sniff of the air to try and find out what it was. It smelled just like a garden he looked around there all kinds of plants and even some very poisonous ones that didn't seem to let out there poison but he knew it wasn't them that he smelled. It was what Nakada had smelled like though he had never noticed that. Yoko had to sit down on the bed and pressed both hands to his stomach. Is this the side affects of one of the plants? He thought to himself. I have to get out of here. Yoko got off the bed and ran out the door. He instantly felt better when he was out of the room and saw Jennah walking up.

"Hey there Yoko!" She ran up to him and then looked at Nakada's bedroom door, "You tried to go in there didn't you?" she asked when she saw Yoko's face. Yoko gave a slight nod and moved his hand away from his stomach and his tail swung back and forth in agitation. "Well you might already know this but some of the plants in there are not friendly to strangers," she said opening the door to let Yoko in after she had followed but hesitantly. When he was in the room again he did still smell Nakada's sent but he didn't feel sick like he did last time.

"Do these plants have a mind of their own?" he asked still a bit shaken from the recent episode when he was in here.

"Yeah they do so don't try to control them or they will get pretty aggressive. You have to ask and not order. They're Nakada's little friends that keep her company. Now here's the little plant that was probably making you feel sick," she said as she pointed to a small plant that was so small he had entirely missed it.

"That little thing was what made me sick?" he asked as if not believing it, then his stomach started doing flip-flops again and he held it.

"Yoko don't insult it. Just be thankful it is only a baby. If it was grown up you would be dead by now." Jennah started to stroke the plant and the sickness feeling passed as she started to mumble something to the plant, "Nakada absolutely loves all kinds of plants. She is always trying to find cures for the poisons that they let out. So far she has but this one is a stumper. It can release its poisons or keep them in its leaves. It will be an adult in twenty years and it will be so beautiful but very dangerous," Jennah kept on cooing to the plant.

Yoko just sat on the bed watching the plant and Jennah, "Are you able to control them?" he asked.

Jennah was startled by his question and looked at him as if not believing what he was saying, "Yoko we don't control anything we ask them to do something or help us or they just do it without us having to ask them. We are their friends if they want us to be we are never their masters," Jennah said in a calm voice.

Yoko felt a little guilty and looked at Jennah, "Sorry it's just well I'm not like you at all and back in my world I spent years trying to control the plants where I lived I didn't actually think of asking them." he closed his eyes and lowered his head. He was so tired, if only that dream would stop waking him up he wouldn't be this tired and he wouldn't be asking these stupid questions.

"Yoko are you alright?" she asked when she saw him close his eyes.

"Yeah I'm just tired that's all. You wouldn't happen to know where Caralama is would you?" he lifted his hand to wipe his eyes and he looked at Jennah.

"Last time I saw her she was in the forest with Hiei. She keeps on blaming herself about what happened with Nakada. Hiei tries to get her to tell him why she thinks this but she wont say anything but cry." Jennah looked at Yoko. He had seen where the forest was and knew how to get to it so he got up from the bed and started to walk to the door. But before he left Jennah was beside him holding a book on her hands with two bookmarks in it, "You should take this. Nakada said in her letter that she wanted you to read this first." Yoko looked at the Dairy for a second and took it. Then he walked out of the room and started to go to the forest.

When he was there he tried to find Caralama's scent so he could find her. He found her scent he could also tell that Hiei was with her. He sighed and went in the direction Caralama's scent was coming from. He found them both under a tree by a stream and Caralama was crying into Hiei's shoulder. Hiei saw him and started to say something to her.

Caralama stopped crying and said something to Hiei. He looked at her, nodded and started to get up. He walked over to Yoko and when he finally got to him he said, "Yoko I hope you can do something I've tried everything I could do," he looked at him and Yoko nodded. Hiei gave a soft sight and started to walk off. Yoko looked at Caralama, her back was towards him but he knew she was trying to hold back tears. He walked over to her and sat down beside her gently wrapping his arms around her as she turned around.

Yoko saw tears in her eyes and also saw that there was so much pain in her eyes. He placed a hand on the back of her head and pushed her head down to his shoulder as he sat down. He then placed his head on top of hers as she wrapped her hands around his waist. Yoko held her close as she started to cry all over again into his shoulder. He kept on stroking her hair hushing to her saying that it would be all right.

Caralama just kept on crying like she would never stop. Then finally she began to calm down a bit as she held Yoko closer to her. Then she felt some tears on her head and she looked up. Yoko had his eyes open but there were tears falling from them. Caralama brushed them away from his eyes and snuggled closer to him. It was then that she noticed Yoko looked awfully tired, she searched the area seeing if anyone was within hearing range. There was no on in the forest except for the animals that lived in it, "Father are you alright you look worn out?" Yoko looked at her and smiled.

"I'm fine I just had a run in with some of Nakada's plants," he held Caralama close knowing he had made a mistake saying Nakada's name but Caralama only held him close and snuggled her head into his chest. He looked at Caralama and said, "Caralama why are you blaming your self for what Nakada did? It wasn't your fault at all."

Caralama hugged Yoko tighter and whispered with her cheek against his chest, "It was my fault father that Nakada left. If I hadn't been born..."

"Stop that right now," he said with a stern voice but it wasn't at all angry, "It is no ones fault. Nakada made this decision by herself. I would think it would make it easier for her if we didn't blame each other or our selves. My guess is you would have done the same thing and you would have wanted to be supported and not have people blame each other or themselves for what you did," Yoko kept stroking Caralama's hair until he saw that she was asleep. When he found this out he looked at her and he felt happy for her. She doesn't know at all how lucky she is to have dreams that are not haunted with nightmares every night.

He picked up Caralama laid her across his lap with her head on his chest and held her close as a tear fell from each of his each eyes. He laid his head on top of hers and closed his eyes as he leaned his back against a tree. For once he didn't have a dream of his torture but his sleep was an empty one.