O.K. people I'm back… with a vengeance. Just kidding. I'm really just here to update to my nonexistent fans. Well any way I wanted to thank my one reviewer lilgreenGremlin for giving me just enough encouragement to make me update. So with out further ado….

Born Again

Draven was pulling the sash around the nice terry cloth robe that Reanef had given her and sighing to herself leaned against the counter. She then began to go over recent events in her head.

First she gets kidnapped and ends up in a strange shack in the middle of nowhere, then stubbles across some strange castle also in the middle of nowhere.

She was shaken from her thoughts by a rapping at the door.

"H-hey Draven …? Are you O.K.? You've been in there an awful long time and so…." The voice of the lord of the castle, Reanef, came floating in through the door. His voice sounded cracked and was barely a whisper.

"Had he been crying?" She thought making her way over to the door. A sudden pain hit her heart like a knife. It felt odd like guilt. "But, I've never felt guilt for anything before in my life." She thought. Draven opened the door and found Lord Reanef had seated himself quite comfortably on the bed.

He had been sitting there waiting for Draven to get out of the bathroom for sometime. Since she refused to let him help her clean her wounds he was forced to wait outside.

She walked out of the bath room her hair hanging loose from that tight do her mom had forced onto the top of her head. Reanef had to admit that she definitely was not Eclipse but he still felt that something odd was happening.

"So what are you doing way up here in the mountains?" Reanef asked voice still cracked from crying so much. Draven, who had been turned around not wanting to look Lord Reanef in the face, spun around quite quickly at the sound of that. "How long had I been out!" She thought. "I was kidnapped from a city south of Pulhel." She said deciding to be honest, "So I'm really not sure why I'm up here."

"Oh." Reanef said. "I'm…."

"Don't be!" She blurted out. Reanef was staring at her. She was trying to think of something to say quick but couldn't think of anything. "What am I gonna do now?" She thought.

"Is something wrong?" Reanef asked.

"No!" She once again blurted out. "Nothing's wrong. I just…." Seeing the sad look on Reanef's face made the guilty feeling in her heart return.

"Well O.K. I'll go set a room up for you." And with that he left leaving Draven alone in the room. She started to walk toward the bed but stopped when she noticed, out of the corner of her eye, some clothes laid out on the chair next to the bed. She walked over to the chair and picked up the outfit. It was a beautiful out fit. The shirt was white and had an oriental look to it. It was lined in black and had three black straps down the front that were connected with buckles in the shape of crescent moons. The bottom of the shirt came down at a slant with a small red jewel at the bottom.

The pants were plain black but were connected to the feet like boots and at the ankles had the same red gem as on the shirt.

She had been starring at the outfit for sometime when something compelled her to put it on. She tried it on and was amazed that it actually fit her. She was pulling at her hair to get it out of the shirt when she felt something (or someone) else pulling at her hair. She spun around (she seems to do a lot of spinning doesn't she.) to find Reanef had a lock of her hair in his hands. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked Reanef in the eye. His eyes, she realized, were truly beautiful.

It was then she noticed that he was talking. "…and so I just remembered that there had been a women in the castle at one point so I picked that outfit out for you and I must say that it suits you well. Wh-what I meant to say was…." At this point he was stuck starring at his feet blushing a shade of what reminded me of Mr. Tomato.

Draven put her hands on Reanef's shoulders "Calm down." She said in a very calming voice that seemed could the fiercest storm. "Just calm down. I know what you mean." She was used to this kind of treatment. Just about every guy in her city had, in fact, said something quite similar.

Later that evening she was dressed and ready for bed when she heard a knock at the door. She quickly rushed over to answer it.

Reanef was standing at the door way and he was starring at his feet. He mumbled something incoherent that Draven translated as "Could I ask you something?"

"Uh sure do you want to come in?" She asked not knowing what to say.

When they were seated comfortably, Draven at the desk Reanef on the bed, they sat in silence a shot while then, "Who are you really?"

TBC

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Not exactly the ending I wanted but hey who cares? Not any of you or you would review! Speaking of which I refuse to update until I get 5 reviews. You herd me! 5…! And flames will be used to burn off Eclipse's pony tail! You have been warned….

Until next time sayonara,

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