What Are You Waiting For
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Last time on What Are You Waiting For: The fox demon declared that the princess was on the edge of life and death. All we could do was wait.
Of course, me being me, I can't wait very long. I told Mitsuru I'd be back in about an hour or so.
As I spoke, I handed him the Teardrop. "Don't use it. Not just yet. When I get back, I'll let you know if it'll be needed." I forced Mitsuru to swear that he wouldn't use the Teardrop to bring back Mahiru and I was gone.
A/N: Yet ANOTHER chapter! And technically this is the last 'chapter' but I still have an epilogue. Jesusgirl883 – Worse then the Rozalia look? Dang! That's harsh! Not to mention mean. I squeal all the time so I'm used to it. Enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 8: One Is the Loneliest Number
You're all probably wonder where the hell I went off to.
Well, it's a little place I've been spending the past ten years of my afterlife. You guessed it, Soul Mates Incorporated.
I strode through the hallways, ignoring any greeting thrown my way. I knew exactly where I was going and I didn't want to be distracted.
Ahead of me, I saw the beginnings of Gabe's desk and was oh so grateful because of it. Completely ignoring his shouts of warnings to not enter the office door in front of, I pushed it open and glided inside swiftly.
"Ah, Rozalia, how's it going? Been awhile since the last time you came here," greeted the person sitting in the big ass desk near the window.
"Yeah, and the last time we 'talked', you showed me what a horrible person I am," I snapped. I'm not in the mood for chitchat.
"I never said you were a horrible person. I merely showed you that you're human and you make mistakes."
"That's lovely. Now cut the crap. You know exactly why I'm here so let's just get down to business. I need you to let Mahiru live." I sat down in one of the leather chairs that were placed in front of the main desk.
"How do you know that she's dead?"
"I don't, that's why I'm here. She's on the fence. You know that already. So just tell me what I have to do in order to unsure that she lives."
"I can't do that."
"What are you talking about! You can do anything! You're God for crying out loud! All divine and merciful, remember? There's absolutely nothing that you aren't capable of doing. So just do this and I will never ask you of anything again. Send me to Hell for all I care, just make sure that Mahiru lives."
He gave me this curious stare and paused before asking, "Why are you so passionate about this, Rozalia? Why does this girl's life mean so much to you?"
This is not what I wanted. All I wanted was to make a little bargain with God, maybe switch in my ten years of Good Samaritans in order for her to live. But no! God wants to know why we're asking for this! Even though He knows why!
"I just do, okay! She's just a kid, she shouldn't be allowed to die yet. Both of them are just kids! And Mitsuru's finally starting to get it and it'd be cruel to take away the only person he's ever truly loved his entire life. And Mahiru's that descendant princess person! You told me that she was an important factor for ending the war between the demons and humans. You were the one that was so urgent for these two to get together. And when they're finally starting to, you take it away before it even fully starts!" I pause my rant, realizing what I just said and my eyes bug out.
"Is...is this why y…you were all pushy and stuff? You knew that she was going to die (well of course He knew, He's God!), so you decided to give them a few brief moments of happiness before it all ended? Is that it? Huh?"
His stare made me nervous and I squirmmed in my seat. "Rozalia," He starts. "I've never seen you like this before. Why do you think that's it?"
I tried to glare at Him, but it's so hard to glare at God. He's just…God. "I don't know. Maybe I had one too many pixie stix today or it could be the aftereffects of Mahiru's questionable picnic food."
"You and I both know that's not why."
He's not asking me to voice my answer, but I think He wants he to. For myself; so that I can hear it. "Okay, fine! I might care a tiny bit about what happens to these kids. They grew on me, what can I tell ya? They remind me a little bit of Todd and myself during the first year of our marriage."
And then God smiled and I knew He was satisfied with my answer. Good because I really need to have reassurance that Mahiru will live and I need to get back to Mitsuru.
"But Rozalia, I can't give you what you want."
All hope drained out of me and I looked up at Him. "What're you talking about? Of course you can! YOU'RE GOD! Just kill off some old and lonely dude in a home or something and let him take Mahiru's place!"
"You know that's not how I work at all. And I can't do whatever, whenever I wish. It's against the Rules of Influence."
I love this. Even God has to follow rules and guidelines and shit. Who would've thought?
I waved my hand as if brushing the comment aside. "Yeah, yeah. 'There is to be no actual contact with a human. Only influence' or something like that. But that's technically not what I'm asking. All I want is for Mahiru to live. I'll do whatever you want, just let her live. Please."
I've finally resorted to begging. I'm beyond pathetic.
God smiled that kind of smile that says, 'I've got a secret'.
I can feel all my nerves go numb as I waited for His answer. But when he didn't say anything at first, I tried to remain calm and I all but squeaked out, "¿Qué?" My Spanish usually kicks in when I'm nervous, scared, or just plain feel like speaking Spanish.
He chuckled which is some-what comforting and I relaxed just slightly. "How do you know that she's dead?"
"I already told you, I don't know. She's on the - "
"Fence, yes. But that also means that she has a chance to live. So go back to Mitsuru, make sure he's okay."
I don't like this. I don't like this at all. Mahiru has a 50/50 percent chance of living or dying and I can't even get reassurance from the Lord Almighty.
This sucks.
As I get up to leave, I noticed that He still has that 'secret' smile on His features. I smiled too, knowing what it means, but I narrowed my eyes as well.
"You know, if you weren't God, I'd damn you to Hell. Making me sweat out that whole thing."
"You don't have the power or authority to condemn people to Hell, Rozalia," he commented lightly as I left His 'office'.
"Whatever you say, Father," I called back.
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When I arrived back at the Moonshine, absolutely nothing had changed. Well, two things had changed.
Mitsuru was now the only one watching over Mahiru and he was holding her hand lightly in both of his.
I floated over to him and after a few minutes I muttered, "Finally get it now, tengu boy?"
He smiled bitterly and nodded while letting out a sigh that sounded suspiciously like, "Yeah" or maybe I'm just hearing things again.
I nodded as well and noticed the unused Teardrop sitting on the side table. "You didn't use it."
"You told me not to."
"Yeah, but since when do you listen to what other people's orders?"
And then the Apocalypse truly came this time. In an absolute serious tone, while keeping his eyes locked on Mahiru's face, Mitsuru said these exact words, "When it involves the life of the girl I love."
I was in too much shock to say anything so I just nodded again.
Once again, thank you tape recorders.
Though I doubt Mitsuru will be denying that this ever happened once Mahiru gets up.
Speaking of which…
There was some stirring in the bed and I whipped my head around to see Mahiru trying to sit up, but then wincing and sliding back down because of the wound.
Even though I sort of knew she would live, I'm still so surprised that I have to hold back tears of relief.
Mitsuru doesn't seem to have any tear duct control like me because there's practically a waterfall streaming down his face.
Mahiru noticed, of course, and automatically went into worry mode. "Mitsuru? Mitsuru, what's wrong?"
He quickly wiped away the tear tracks and assured her that there was nothing wrong with him. He then got up and mumbled something about telling the others that she was awake. But before he left, he gave a hesitant and shy kiss on her forehead.
When he was gone, I turned to look at Mahiru and automatically wished I had a camera.
She was blushing profusely and had this dreamy look on her face that almost made it look like she was drunk.
Of course, I wanted to add to the fake drunkenness, so I replayed Mitsuru's confession for her.
And oh my god, I almost went deaf.
She squealed so freakin' loudly that I swear the windows are now all cracked up.
Now she's absolutely nothing but smiles, and quite frankly, it's starting to creep me out.
"So…feeling better Mahiru?"
I don't think she trusted her ability to talk so she just nodded her head enthusiastically.
"Good. I'm going to go now, seeing as how you're alright and all. I'll come over tomorrow okay?"
Another nod and I was out of there.
A/N: Next is the epilogue and then we're done! But I really need to get some sleep so you'll get it later on in the week. Reviews make an authoress very happy!
"She says she doesn't want you here when she gets back because you've been ruining everybody's lives and eating all our steak!"
-Napoleon, "Napoleon Dynamite"