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Bleeding Tears
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Chapter Eight
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Shiryou smiled brightly at Michael as they left the club, coming out into an alley. She latched onto his arm, well, as best as she could with one arm, all while looking up at the sky. Michael just led her along. He actually knew this side of town better than she did. She still didn't know why.
"...Mikey?" She finally said, as they walked along a moonlit road towards 'All Star Mansion', as most people in the city had labeled it.
"Yeah?" He asked, eyes flicking to her for a moment.
"D'you think Judy'll let me go to Russia with you guys? Just to watch?" She looked at him, and he noticed her eyes were glimmering a little with fresh, yet unshed, tears.
He smiled reassuringly. "Of course. And if she doesn't let you, I'll refuse to go. She can't go without her captain. Remember Ry, I'll always help you with problems. This is actually pretty minor once you think about it..." Shiryou regarded him for a moment, then shrugged and smiled too.
"Thanks Mikey." She rested her head against his arm. "Mikey...know how I had a nightmare a couple days ago?"
"Yeah..."
"...well, you know that time, when I was eight? When I had to go to the hospital?..."
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"WHERE HAVE YOU TWO BEEN!" Emily and Judy both yelled as soon as the door opened, eyes flaring red and freaking the hell out of Shiryou and Michael, causing the former to jump into the latter's arms.
"SAVE ME!" She yelled, curling into fetal position and burying her face in Michael's shoulder while tightning her death hug around his neck. He staggered under the sudden weight, choking something that sounded vaguely like 'air..!' until he got a decent grip and sent a pleading look in the two blonde's direction.
"Help...!" He gasped. "Need...air!.."
They just stood there, snickering, but Ry heard and quickly let go when he almost dropped her. She dropped to the floor anyway. "Oh shit, Mikey! Sorry! Sorrysorrysorrysorry—" She continued that for a while as Michael's face un-turned royal purple-y blue. He took a deep breath and put a finger on her lips to stop the sorrys. She blinked, then sighed and nodded. Then she looked at Judy again. "Judy...will I still be going to Russia with you guys? For moral support?" She asked cautiously, giving Judy big shiny puppy dog eyes. Judy laughed.
"Of course, Ry! I'd never leave you behind!"
Emily looked pissed that Judy had suddenly forgotten her anger and their getting-home-at-one-in-the-morning-ness, gave Michael a glare, before turning and storming off to her room.
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The week flew by, and soon Judy and the All Stars were sitting in first class, over the Atlantic, flying to Russia. Emily and Judy were sitting together, Steve and Eddy, Michael and Shiryou. It was the middle of the night, and pretty much everyone on the plane was asleep. Shiryou was awake, though she didn't look like she was. Her eyes were closed and her head was rested on Michael's shoulder, but she was really just talking to her brother.
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Zenrei and Akuma sat in a shared mind room, the same one they'd first met.
"So you told him about..."
"Yeah."
"How'd he take it?"
"Like he takes everything."
"Carefree, seemingly uncaring?"
"Ya, but...I saw in his eyes...he understood." She sighed, looking at the white-haired teen. "Somehow...he knew what I was going through..."
"Of course. Zen, I swear you're taking this too hard. Everyone has secrets, yours are just..."
"More serious."
"Yeah, that."
"'Kuma...what happens when I feel like something...well, bad...is going to happen?"
"It's a spirit omen. You'll probably get them once in a while."
"Well...what happens if I see our blade...shattered...?"
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Authoress' Rant
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TR:
And so goes another chapter.
Kage: And it
sucked...
Eclipse: And sucked...
Mal: And
sucked...
Tess: Mallory, stay out of their family
feud.
Mal: (whistles innocently)
Tess:
(glares)
Mal: (blinks) (runs)
Crying Chococat: Um...I don't know exactly what to say to that other than...thank you...okay I will...same to you...shut up Tala or else I'll through a frying pan at you...aaaand...good? Not necessarily in that order though...oh wait, ya, in that order. Yup. (nods)
