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She's Going Where!

Chapter 29- That's a Wrap

Written by Euphrosyne


She slowly trailed behind him, studying the boy carefully as he swiftly balanced the cell between his shoulder and ear, fingers jolting mad notes into his PDA, a manila colored folder tucked securely beneath his arm.

Maeve kept a few short strides behind the male as they paced down the grand staircase of the Haven. They had recently flew back from the World's just two days ago, yet already, Tai was back to work; the old routine, the hectic life at Gen-X and his full time job at pop's company.

The boy hung up the cell, making the necessary changes to his schedule on the small handheld device. He ran his fingers through his hair, ever so carefully shifting his weight to the other foot before reaching the main floor.

Opening the folder one last time, Tai skimmed the documents before sighing.

"If you have things to do, we can put off dinner 'till another day."

The boy lightened at the suggestion but then shook his head. "No, no, I promised to take you out and I will. Besides, you've already made reservations, and it's not everyday you beat one of my bladers."

It had been a close battle, but Maeve had ended Riley's winning streak. Luckily for her, her teammates stole the other two games, taking the championship title once again. Nonetheless, it was a start. Maeve had trained years for that game and it had paid off. The Asian girl gave a small inward smiled.

"-But maybe we can work out a compromise. Our reservations are for seven, right? Think you can tweak a few strings? I want to drop off Riley's registration forms for the new year before anything else."

"The deadline isn't 'till another week-"

"Maeve, you were never one to leave things till the last minute. You know where I'm coming from. This is important."

His tone was sharper than intended. She dared to make the next suggestion. "Maybe you can leave it with Ash and Chloe…"

"It's our last year at Gen-X next year, you, me, Ash, Chloe, and Tash. I've always been responsible for Riley's paperwork, it's like tradition!"

Swallowing her disappointment, the girl forced a small smile. "Yeah, you're right. I understand."

Adjusting his tie as he buttoned his suit, Tai squeezed her arm before smiling. "Thanks a lot, Maeve. You go on ahead, I'll meet you at the restaurant. You've got great taste, you go on and order. I trust you."

She gave another misleading grin, but with a wink, the boy was already out the door.


Strolling past the nurses pushing the elders in their wheelchairs, an old woman smiled at the couple as Kai drew Riley towards him, taking in the long awaited scent of her hair before kissing her softly on the forehead.

"I had a great time today, Kai. Thank you." Their joined hands waved back and forth with each step.

There was a rustling sound as Kai reached into his pocket. "I've got something for you." He handed her a velvety box.

Laughing as she realized what it was, the girl held the gift against the light, gems sparkling before her eyes. Dangling in the breeze like chimes, the little chess piece-shaped charm smiled towards the setting rays.

"You kept it! A little confident there, aren't you?"

Kai slyly shrugged before closing the bracelet around Rye's wrist.

"I added this piece here, just the other day." He pointed at a trophy shaped charm with a ruby colored stone "You don't have to be a winner for me to be your number one fan. I'm envied by all men cause I've stolen the heart of a champion."

Rye laughed, placing a hand on Kai's cheek before bringing her face towards his in a kiss.

He smiled before breaking away, the eyes of many patients drawn towards their direction by their public display of affection. "It's just like the olden days. Remember our Christmas experience at the senior's home?" She giggled as he walked her to the hospital doors. "Sure you don't want me to go in with'cha? Cause I've got time to spare."

"Nah, I'll be fine. I'm just here to pick up the medical reports they transferred over from the World Tournaments. Rough training equals overworked muscles. It's nothing. Besides, isn't it mother's night for you?"

"We're staying in the condo just ten steps away. Mum can live off the happiness of us getting together for another few hours. The woman was ecstatic!"

"Very funny. Go on ahead. I'll be alright. You're gonna be late." She waved him off, the automatic doors swooshing open as she stepped into the busy medical building.

Strong hands swung her around, snaking around her waist, bringing her into a passionate kiss. Face flushed with embarrassment, Rye opened her eyes to meet two mahogany ones.

"Just needed one last kiss before I left."

Kai's quick footsteps were the only sounds she heard as she stood speechlessly in the white hallway. With doctors and other health assistants swarming around, once in a while, one would chuck her an odd stare before continuing on their merry way.

Dreamingly, Rye sighed.


"Mr. Hiwatari. There is a call for you on line one. The man claims it is urgent."

"Name?"

"He would not say, sir."

Checking his watch, Voltaire gave an irritated huff before prompting the buzzer. "This better be good." He lifted the receiver to his ear.

The man addressed him warmly and formally.

A proposition.

Sneering, Voltaire fought the urge to hang up right there and then. Even with a few family mishaps and a failed project or two, he was still a top notch business man with less than enough times. Simpletons called for money day and night, a clear sign he was still in the running. This however, did not mean he had to enjoy the attention.

He decided to interrupt.

A quick save. This man had expected the elder to refuse. He now caught his attention.

Voltaire cleared his throat. "I believe you are getting ahead of yourself. Kim's daughter? You are of no calibre to be playing with these bounds."

The man on the other line rattled something about risks and success in the business world.

"She is by no means the weakest link. I have seen her battle. Her team is amazing! Ranked second in the-" The man paused, ears trained intently on the receiver. Brows furrowed and unpleased, Voltaire began searching his desk for a "leather-bound folder."

He found it; the document had been hidden under more recent ones. Curiously, he tore the envelope, absorbing the first few pages before continuing.

"I was not aware of this."

Interested, there was chatter about the illegitimate child and her adoption papers. She was not pure blood.

"Even if you do manage to convince her into your team, you are still missing a final player…"

Soft cackling.

"If she agrees, Mr. Hiwatari, sir, I am positive Sasha will follow…"


"Thank you, Miss Lovett, for coming on such short notice." The doctor glanced up to acknowledge the girl before returning her eyes on the medical papers. Nodding towards the seat in front on her, she encouraged the girl to sit.

Placing her bag on her lap, Rye tugged on the fabric of her skirt before nervously forcing a smile.

"I see you decided against bringing a family member here with you today." Dr. Lowins's eyes remained on the papers, flipping the pages every so often as she ran a pen down charted columns and rows.

"Yes. I wanted to see the results for myself before pulling mum and dad out of work."

"You could have brought Tai. He's of age."

"I thank you for your consideration, Dr. Lowins, but I think I'm alright. The results?"

Leaning forward as she crossed her hands on the desk, the middle-aged woman furrowed her brows before looking ever so firmly into the child's eyes. "Raven or James will have to sign these forms before we can have the head go with any and all treatments. This is not the time to play strong, Riley." She had known the girl since birth.

Tension ran through the fabric as Rye twisted the helm of her skirt through her fingers. She remained silent.

Giving up, the woman leaned back. "When was the first time you started having these seizures?"

Rye recalled the training session at the Worlds, that time on the mountain with the snow. "It was some sort of convulsion, a violent, uncontrollable contraction I felt in these groups of muscles over here." Then there was that time in the hotel suite when she and the girls were making breakfast. "I had dropped a glass, an overall subtle accident that thankfully went unnoticed. A brief 'loss of contact,'" she repeated the last part more for herself than for Dr. Lowins. "It was a rather normal drift into dream mode, like switching off the mind to relieve fatigue."

"Do you get any warnings? Any symptoms after an attack like numbness or weakness?"

The girl shook her head, then changed her mind.

Finalizing the documents, Dr. Lowins delivered the results as calmly as possible. "Riley, from these results and what you just told me, it seems you have developed a form of epilepsy." She gave the girl a few moments before continuing. "Epilepsy is a neurological condition triggered by stress, hormones, or even light patterns for those who are photosensitive. You don't drink and are overall healthy and free of illnesses. Do you recollect any of these incidences within your family? It could be genetic."

Turning her head to the side, Rye wiped a stray tear with the back of her hand. "I'm not sure."

"One in every a hundred and thirty people have epilepsy and many of those who developed it before the age of twenty will "grow out of it" in adult life…"

She didn't want her pity. "Which type of epilepsy do I have?" She could not find the strength to look up.

"You have atonic or akinetic seizure attacks- sudden loss of muscle control- and myoclonic seizures or jerks combined with absence- momentary unconsciousness, unawareness to what is happening, much like daydreaming."

Short breaths answered the silence before Rye asked the next question. "And the treatment?"

"The doctors will introduce the drugs we find best to control these seizures. Trial and errors at first, but during this time you will have to have regular checkups for the doctors to take blood samples in checking the levels of the drug in your system. We will begin with low doses with few side effects-"

"Side affects?"

"Short-terms effects may include drowsiness and or wooziness. Long-term effects may affect memory and concentration, cause swollen gums, acne, and weight gain…"

The woman paused at the tread of soft sobbing. Rye sat with her face in her hands.

It pained her to see the child like this.

"…I'll give you a moment."


(Runs, dodges, avoids!) Heh…um, here's Riley's character flaw! I threw hints all over the place (refer to the first chunks of Chapter 21 and 24 to refresh yourselves) to lead up to this final bang, so I hope all you readers who found Rye a little perfect are now somewhat satisfied, lol.

As for that second last bit with Voltaire and the mysterious caller, any guesses on who/what the heck they were talking about? (Hint: Refer to chunk two of Chapter 22)

I know, I know, I ended the fic with a little cliffie, but all the characters were developed to end this way. This is what I call a potential sequel! (Grinningly nods)

This story has been an amazing journey and it's all because of your support. With a million OCs, a twisted writing style, and a few mild cases of author-disappearance, really were all your reviews that kept me going. Your reviews were (and will forever remain) extremely rewarding to a writer and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

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A few of you have asked me whether I'm planning to do a sequel, and the answer is, currently?-No. With the (um) 'closure' of this fic, I hope to open the doors to my new one. Hehe, number three's fun too. Here's the summary, tell me what'cha think.


Euphrosyne's Fic III

.:Bastard Academy:.

Summary- The world's most eligible bachelor, the city's perfect man, the school's irresistible charmer. Three guys, three classes, one school, one girl. Who will settle for second best?


Delicious evilness for everyone! Love to hear your thoughts on everything! Please read and review! Whoot! Yeah!