SilveryKitsune: Half-sisters? (looks at Spike who attempts to hide himself)...Ummm...Geee...(speechless) CS: At last.
Nanashi2: Hm, I'll take that in actually. Flames, huh? Gee, I pictured you to be a more...water/air person, but hey, views differ. As for languages, I speak a minimum of five at the least. (shocked silence) As an Indian, the most important thing is languages. Right now in my new story 'Pyromaniac', I'm focusing on Russian.
Sister to Sister: (peaks from out of her hiding place) You're...not mad? I'm happy now! At least you're not trying to kill me. You have NO idea how many death threats I've received because of this story.
Skittles the Sugar Fairy: These chapters are really long, so expect this story to drag on for a while. Besides, you need to sound evil a little more.
Morgana Magi Lady of Light: You're not a Shadow-thing (Or Shadow-Reflections as the real name is) You're an actual Chosen, and much harder to beat!
QueenPhoenix: I thought it was weird too. Considering the idea started with a dream. My dream, to be precise.
Little Leila: Did I say too much? Gomen. I meant a lot! Besides, asa-chan is capable of taking care of herself, though it's not noticeable. Has she talked to you? I haven't heard from her in a while too...
nessi: No. At least, not yet.
Lil Tanuki: Gomen on the late update. I was being lazy, plus I was working on Pyromaniac.
Angevar: (cowers) Well, if I mail, what the hell am I supposed to say exactly?
White Dog 2: Gomen ne, but I've never read FAKE. Or Gravitation. (sad) I've had a deprived childhood.
Hades of hades 2: Ohhhh!!! Purple roses!!! Arigatou gozaimasu.
Aquenze: Well, you got a reaction....(shudders) About your intelligence, don't take it personally! I was only joking!
Lunare Valhart: Hurricanes? I feel....umm...sorry for you? Hurricanes aren't the best natural disasters. I know. My grandparents weren't at home when the cyclone of the century (not an exaggeration!) hit their house. Needless to say, most of their books were pretty damp.
Alarivana Ciaernu: My...battle...scenes...are...good? (shocked for a mini-second) YAY! Someone likes my battle scenes! I love you! You have no idea how hard they are!
Me: Ho hum....I'm back
CS: You seem tired.
Me: ...That's because I am
CS: Ah. Why?
Me: Several depression attacks. (sighs) I should start taking medication for this.
CS: ....This definitely can't be good for your health.
DISCLAIMER:
Me: (checks list) Who do we have?
CS: I think it's Rei Ayanami.
Rei: Hm. Timmy does not own Beyblade. (leaves)
CS: That was quick...
Me: Hm? Was she here?
CS: ...She just left...
Me: Ah. Oh well.
CS: (sweatdrops)
The Author Adventure
Chapter Seven
Outsider
Something glinted in the moonlight.
Shadow
Light
Strike
Her eyes widened.
Shadow
Light
Strike
Body
Body
Silence
Silence
Silence...
I gasped as I shot out of bed. My hands couldn't still the trembling and I could almost picture the look of horror on my face.
"Nightmare..." I spoke to myself, reassuring myself.
It was only a nightmare. Well, a vision as well, but I'll stick to nightmare.
I got up slowly, my eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness around me. I glanced at my watch; 3:05 am. It was barely morning and I growled at the fact I woke up so early. The curtains fluttered.
...Hold on....
Didn't I shut the windows last night?
I approached it carefully. So I'm paranoid. After all I've been through; I have good reason to be. My palm started glowing ice blue and I could hear Seline wailing in my mind.
The balcony seemed empty. I looked up and downwards. The smell of cologne and spices drifted through. I checked the street. Just some guy walking down.
I let out a sigh of relief. Last thing I wanted to do was have a battle when I was barely awake.
I closed the windows and drew the curtains. Then I walked towards the desk which should have my sedatives. I don't have them often, but I think I should have one if we are to climb Mt. Fuji tomorrow.
(O)
"Just go over this with me again..." Asa-chan said, "We're supposed to climb THAT?!?!?!?!?!"
We winced. Asa-chan can be pretty loud when she wants to be.
"Technically..."
"Yes or no, Rumi, is all we need," Arashi said, giving a glare that would have made Heero proud.
"....Yes...."
We groaned.
Why did Tasara have to reside at the TOP of a mountain?!
"Because it makes difficult for us," Angevar said, looking at my look of outrage, "Shoulder your backpacks guys! To the mountain we go!!!"
"...You had sugar, didn't you?"
Angevar pouted, "Just because I'm happy doesn't mean I had sugar."
I gave her a pointed look.
"She had coffee," Aquenze said, looking at the mountain in awe and ignoring Angy's look of anger. I laughed.
"I can't believe you guys are ganging up on me," Angy said in despair, "You sure know how to make an author unloved."
"Awwww...does Angy need a hug?"
"Shut up Nanashi."
Spike glanced at it, "Couldn't we just fly up?"
"'Fraid not Spike," Arnar said grimly, "There's some kind of..." He fumbled for the word.
"Force Field?"
"Barrier?"
"Power?"
"....I think it's a barrier," Arnar said, rubbing his chin, "I don't think we can use our Bit-beasts at all."
That was a hard blow. Not being able to use our Bit-beasts at all? That made us completely vulnerable.
And completely human.
I gulped suddenly.
"So, are we going or not?"
(O)
I've been to a lot of places. And to get to some of those places, we had to endure these awful climbs.
But I take back everything I've ever said about my previous hikes.
If I thought they were bad, then Mt. Fuji is the epitome of incorrigible.
We haven't even progressed halfway when Asa-chan collapsed. Leila immediately ran up to her and began to help her up.
"Asa-chan!"
"I'm okay," Her face seemed red. I wonder if my face looked like that, "Just need to stop."
I glanced at the mountain warily. It's almost mid-afternoon and we needed to reach the top before nightfall at the most.
"Okay, we stop for now," As a signal, everyone dropped their bags and stretched their legs. I sweatdropped.
I lay down, watching various clouds pass by and I wondered if there were other Chosen who were trying to protect their homes.
I left my home behind, unprotected. I left behind friends who would have had no way of defending themselves.
"Stretching my legs," I grunted as an excuse as I walked off.
The worst part is...
I feel no guilt.
I couldn't care less if they destroyed my school and house.
Why?
Why didn't I care?
I stopped to the sound of a running brook. I walked forwards to find it. It was rather pristine and there were blue flowers growing at the bank. I sat down and put my legs in the water, sighing contently at the feeling of running water between my toes.
I've always known that I tended to block off my emotions, but to such an extent that I can't feel anything?!
That worried me.
"That's natural to people who practice it," A low voice told me.
I spun to see Sonbre kneeling next to me, his eyes completely engrossed in the stream.
"It's peaceful here....it's sad we can't have such places in our hearts," Sonbre said again, his face ?
Something is wrong. Sonbre hates people like me who support Tyka. He doesn't talk philosophically to them, that's for sure.
So why is he...?
He got up silently and looked at me. And there was a strange mix of emotions rushing through his eyes that made it seem like a waterfall.
"Sonbre..."
"Just forget about yourself for once. Everyone is waiting for you to come back," Sonbre said, "Lunare sent me."
"Oh," Was all I could say at the moment.
He smirked and walked (or more like stalked) away, leaving me to piece together what he was saying.
Just forget about yourself for once.
What was he getting at?
I started walking back when—
"TREVOR, GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY SISTER!!!!!!!!!"
What in the seven names of Hell?
That sounded like Spike...except...
Who's Trevor?
I rushed back to be confronted by the most...unusual site ever.
Spike had his hands wrapped around a guy who looked a lot like Harry Potter, except more in the hunky factor. His eyes were like wood; smooth and almond shaped. He seemed like a real bishounen, except...I don't know...he turned me off for some reason.
Silver was trying desperately to get her brother to let him (I'm assuming that guy was Trevor) go, but no such luck, judging by the very pissed off Spike.
Trevor, on the other hand, was doing nothing except smirking to himself (or at Spike. I think that's why Spike is so pissed)
The rest of the group was watching all of this transpire with dot eyes.
I sweatdropped. Honestly, I leave them alone for a few minutes and they're already trying to land each other in the hospital!
"Ummm...what's this all about?" I said, making my presence known.
Spike twisted his head suddenly to see me, eyes widening and let go of Trevor immediately, allowing Trevor to hit the ground in the most undignified manner. He stuttered something unintelligible at me, while I just cocked an eyebrow.
Never seen Spike lose his cool like this before.
Hmmm....
"Well?" I said impatiently, waiting for an explanation. I glanced at Trevor as a weird feeling hit me. Sorta like recognition...
Wait a sec. His cologne smells like....
"You were outside my room yesterday!" I accused him, pointing a finger.
Trevor looked at my finger and the corner of his lips twitched, "So that was your room."
I suddenly blushed.
However, barely a second had passed when Spike hurled himself at Trevor, throttling him.
That can't be good for his health.
"First you hit on my sister," He growled, "Then you hit on my—our leader. You're a dead man Trevor Callinsky!!!"
I think someone should restrain him. Spike, I mean, not Trevor.
"Spike," I said, making him drop Trevor, "Control your temper."
"But—,"
"Just cool down k? Trevor is not hitting on me or Silver," I said, a little more gently, "Silver can take care of herself."
I didn't say 'I could take care of myself'. Spike's anger dropped a few notches when he realized that.
"...Fine...," He grated out, "But if he hits on Silver again, I'm killing him."
"Whatever," I said, smiling back at him.
At least he's not homicidal anymore. And that's a good thing, right?
(O)
"He's your best friend?!" Nanashi whistled.
"Couldn't you tell from the way they acted?" Arashi said sarcastically.
"I thought they were rivals."
"I can hear the Hentai thoughts running through your head Aquenze."
"Awww...."
"If they're best friends, then Sonbre's a sadist."
"Lunare, Sonbre is a sadist."
"Oh...yeah...."
"Trevor is a Chosen?"
"Duh. Why else would he be here?"
"I dunno. Sightseeing tour?"
"...................."
I think Trevor's impression about us is probably (in the best sense) not the greatest. I almost sympathize with him at this point. We're probably the weirdest thing he's come across since Cloud and his pink dress (A/N: There's a picture of this on DA!!)
"Just why are you here anyway?" Spike said, glaring at him.
Best friends or best enemies? I think it's hard to make out at this point.
"I got this message that I should meet you here," He said, in a matter of fact voice, cocking an eyebrow at Spike, "Why, does that bother you?"
I could see Spike restraining himself and placed a hand on his shoulder. He doesn't need to waste his strength when we have a mountain to climb.
"No," He gritted out.
I smiled at him and asked, "Who sent the message?"
"Dunno," He shrugged.
We sweatdropped.
"You mean, you came all this way for the sake of an anonymous message?!" Arashi said finally, her eyebrow twitching.
Arashi doesn't like idiots. Especially if those idiots are the opposite gender.
I think Arashi and Spike might join forces and throttle Trevor in his sleep.
"Yup," He said nonchalantly.
We sweatdropped some more.
Naïve little Chosen, isn't he?
"So, am I part of the group or what?" He said, running a hand through his hair. A habit, I'm sure he picked up from Spike.
Arashi and Spike started twitching. Really badly.
I intervened, "Sure!" I said almost too brightly, "As long as you stop hitting on Silver. Then I can't guarantee your safety."
"I guess I could do that," Trevor said. Then he shocked all of us by grabbing Arashi's hands and rubbing them.
Arashi started twitching. We closed our eyes.
BAM!
We sweatdropped at the site of a mangled Trevor as a smug Arashi walked off.
It's going to be a long day...
(O)
Melodies floated by in our heads as we sat there for hours. The moonlight shone on his face and I was glad it was dark.
"Tell me the story of the rabbit on the moon."
The swing creaked under our weight and I saw his hands, so pale under the light, roam on my face.
His eyes, so bright, the world as he sees reflected in those eyes. My eyes, dull and almost unimaginative to most. He smiled and those eyes lit up like sparks on a bonfire.
"I'll be there for you."
"Promise?"
"Do I need to promise? Don't you trust me?"
"...I do."
And I still do.
My hands were folded on my lap as I stared at the moon. We were lucky to find an unused cave that the Shinto Monks had carved away. Asa-chan was still very tired and I think, were the rest of us. Nanashi seemed unusually quiet and grim and for the first time, I looked back to the past.
Okay, not the first time. I do this every full moon.
And no, I'm not a werewolf. That's Harry Potter.
A love lost is a love lost forever.
"Thinking of someone?" A silky voice whispered.
I knew who it was, "Go hide in a hole Trevor," I snapped nastily.
"Must have been someone special," He ventured, ignoring my outburst.
"None of your business toad,"
"Manners are of great value."
"So is privacy," I retorted, turning on him angrily.
"Funny," He said, those almond eyes smooth, "He used to stare at the moon the way you do now."
My throat dried itself.
"W-what?"
"Ah, so you 'do' know him," He winked, "I suspected. His scent and memory lingers on you like a grave upon your back."
"H-How..." I couldn't say more. Memories choked my throat and my voice had left me.
"I've met him once. Profound being. Full of dreams, he was," Then his tone changed, "He never forgot you."
The revelation seemed to pierce my eyes.
"No," And my tone surprised, "He left me and he's not coming back."
Trevor eyed me in sympathy and he scuttled away.
"He left...and he's not coming back...to me," I said softly.
"Who?"
It was Spike, who was leaning against the stone wall.
"I can't say," I said, turning to face the moon. The rabbit in the moon..., "Not yet."
A flash of hurt in his eyes and he scowled, "So, you can tell Trevor, but not me, is that it?!"
"Spike..."
"Good night Timmy." With that, he retreated into the shadows.
I hate my life.
Spike...
"You're here..."
And I can only dream...
(O)
Interlude
Angevar shuffled in her sleep, her eyebrows creased in annoyance. Then she got up and shoved her sleeping bag away. She just couldn't get herself to sleep.
Hell, she was worried....
Timmy had been acting pretty odd lately. She and Spike...
Angevar then grinned. She knew exactly what was going on between the two. She could usually guess these things.
"You're still up?"
Angevar blinked and turned her head, "Arnar? That you?"
"No, it's Tala," The voice spoke sarcastically as Angevar throttled her snickers, "How come you're still up? You usually sleep like a log."
"I dunno. Can't sleep. It's like there's a weight on my chest," She said sighing, "I guess I'll borrow Timmy's sleeping tablets."
"Timmy has sleeping tablets?" He asked, curiosity glistening in his eyes.
"Yup; ever since those 'visions' started," Angevar said, pulling up Timmy's backpack and taking out a bottle filled with rectangular white pills. She removed one and popped it in her mouth, "I need my beauty sleep." She grumbled.
"....Those are sedatives..."
"I know," Angevar said, propping up her pillow, "Timmy hasn't exactly told me what these visions are about, except she sees someone dying. Then she closes up," She growled in frustration, "I'm her best friend! She should tell me!"
"Well, as far as I've noticed," Arnar said, his grey eyes sharp as steel, "Timmy doesn't open up much to anyone."
Angevar cooled down, "She doesn't. Hell, there are so many things she's never told me!"
"But I'm sure there are things you've haven't told her as well," Arnar said, running a hand through his messy black hair, "True?"
"True," Angevar said, "Arnar, I should be helping her..."
"You can't always help the people you care about," He said, softly, his voice trailing into the night, "Sometimes, they have to manage without you."
"But..." And here Angy's voice choked, "If she doesn't need me anymore?"
"If you guys are truly best friends," Arnar smiled, "She will always need you."
Angevar smiled as well, "And we need you as well Arnar, so open up as well!" She joked.
"I could do that," He said, that mysterious smile still on his face.
End Interlude
(O)
I groaned as I woke up. In an instant I remembered everything that happened last night and I sobered.
Spike...
I felt a hot surge of anger. Who was he to demand I tell him anything?! The arrogant little—
"Good morning Timmy!" Angy chirped up. Then she received full force of my glare and quailed, "Okaaaayyyyyyy...I'm going to run away now..."
She scuttled away at high speed.
I sighed. Better go apologize before my conscience does me in.
I walked out the cave. Full light of the Sun hit me on the face and I felt better.
There was really no need to work myself over Spike.
No need at all.
I surveyed the area and spotted Angevar cowering behind a rock.
I sweatdropped. Was I that bad when I got angry?
(A/N: Angevar: No, you're worse. Timmy: Whatever)
"Um, Angy? I'm not angry at you. You can come out," I said. I sweatdropped as she walked out, cringing.
Note to self: Restrain my anger.
"It's okay," I said, holding my hands up.
She visibly calmed down, "Why are you so angry?"
"It's nothing," I said, just spotting the flash of hurt through her cloudy blue eyes. I added, "I was arguing with Spike yesterday."
"With Spike, huh?" She said, a gleam appearing in her eye. That can't be good. I know that gleam, "Angy, what are you plotting?"
"Me?" She blinked, "Plotting?"
"Yes, plotting. The act drops Angy," I said, narrowing my eyes at her.
"Nothing! I swear on Duo's hunkiness!"
"Hmmm..." I wasn't convinced, but I let it drop for now.
"Okay," I said finally, "Let's get our bags. Call the others. We better get going."
(O)
Everyone seemed packed. Tanuki was levitating some of her socks in her bag (that girl better stop showing off. Some people have all the luck), Trevor was adding some more of that cologne (where did he get that?), Sonbre was helping Lunare pack. I blinked at that, but I have a feeling Sonbre and Lunare are pretty close. Aquenze and Silver were going through each other packs to look for Nanashi's missing Gravitation mangas. Nanashi was looking a lot better and was warming Asa-chan's and Leila's hands.
I didn't see Spike, nor did I want to.
Arnar was finished and he was talking to Angy.
............
Arnar is talking. To Angy.
Was there something I missed? A few days back, Arnar was a replica of Kai. Now....
OH!
I grinned. Angy has been busy after all. I see what Spike meant now.
Then I realized I was thinking of Spike again and scowled.
Don't bother, I told myself. Not worth the effort.
Footsteps in the limelight.
Something beckons me.
Symbols, lines, words, glow.
Something is calling from beyond.
A dark voice.
Cold, it's too cold.
Another voice.
Fire, lots of fire.
Glowing eyes.
Fire
FIRE!
I gasped and rubbed my forehead, scowling.
Damnable visions.
I frowned. This one seemed rather different though. The other one was someone dying, but this one isn't like that.
There was...another voice......
A different voice.
I shouldered my backpack and looked at the mountain.
The sooner we make it to Tasara, the better.
(O)
"They're almost here Tasara-sama."
"Let them come."
"B-But the test! We can't allow them to enter without defeating us."
"We don't have time for that now! Black Dranzer and Dragoon have entered this world. It won't be long 'till—,"
A softer voice, "Even at the brink of destruction, we must not allow them to enter without the test Tasara-san."
".......Alright......"
"Let them fail if they must, but they cannot pass without the test."
"Yes."
A smile, "This should be interesting to say the least."
"......."
"Yes, I think this will be very interesting. For both parties."
CS: Just out of thought...
Me: Hmm..yeah?
CS: Did anything truly significant happen in this chapter?
Me: (blinks) I didn't know you could speak big words CS?
CS: ¬¬ Whatever. Did anything happen?
Me: Other than my Arashi/Trevor, Arnar/Angevar and Me/Spike action?
CS: Yes.
Me: Nope.
CS: ...................
Me: Reviewers receive—
CS: I think someone took our plushies again.
Me: What were we giving?
CS: Midou Ban plushies.
Me: That explains it. Ginji! I know you have those plushies.
Ginji: Damn it! (hands them over)
Me: To the reviewers! Remember to polish his glasses.
CS: Review! (starts breaking Ban's glasses)