LK: All I gotta say is: On with the story.

Disclaimer: whatever I said last chapter still applies... unless I invent someone else...

ok, riv, may I remind you that Sarras is not quite me. she might have been, and just because you are yourself in all of your stories doesn't mean that I am always who I say I am… but I will give you the fact that I was.

Chapter 14: Sunrise, Sunset (you know, like the song in Fiddler on the Roof.)

Sarras opened her eyes as soon as the sun rose the next ... week. Something flowery smelling immediately captivated her senses as she blinked to get used to the light. Once she was sure her eyes had fully adjusted, she still couldn't see anything more defined than a colored blob. She rubbed her eyes, suddenly remembering that her mother had given her a spelled pair of glasses: you put them on, said the incantation, and they dissolved as it were, and the only thing you noticed was a stuck feeling when you blinked repeatedly. (A/N: pretty nifty spell; too bad we don't have anything like 'em here... oh wait... contacts... heh, silly me...) She squinted as hard as she could, looking around for her bedside table... which was there, but it wasn't the same... /Oh crud: I'm not at home/ was her only thought. She found her glasses (eventually) and put them on... and screamed.

NAMIO'S POV

When I heard the scream I jerked my head up, expecting the worst. I ran in to the guest room, only to wonder why my guest was screaming at all; her condition seemed to have improved greatly: she was no longer shaking, and she was screaming while awake, which was a very notable improvement. She didn't seem to see me, or maybe didn't want to, but I went over to her bedside, picked her up, and held her until the screaming, sobbing and sniffling subsided.

"Are you quite finished?" I asked my young guest.

"I suppose so, but no thanks to you, you... you... sniff nevermind." She suddenly looked very uncomfortable, and she started trying to clamor out of my lap so I put her down on her feet.

SARRAS' POV

BAD idea. He should NOT have done that. I was not able to stand at all, I was just trying to pretend to be slightly capable of standing. However, I made it to the bed and sat down.

"What happens now?" I asked with every bit of sarcasm I could manage.

"That depends on what you want to do. We could sit here and stare at each other, or we could get something to eat..." My face must have lit up, because he said, "Well then, that's settled. Come on, get dressed!"

I looked down. OMG, I was wearing nothing other than this slinky little dress over my undergarments! Ok, this situation was turning out a LITTLE wrong:

1) he had obviously put me in this so that

2) he could stare, but the weird thing was that

3) he wasn't staring, but even creepy-er was that I just couldn't figure out

4) WHY THE HECK HAD HE BOUGHT THIS THING! ... and where does he shop? And how much do these things cost or can I just keep this one...

I was so busy thinking (a dangerous pastime, I know) that I didn't notice until it was too late that the most attract-... I mean, um... heh... sheepish Sarras well, whatever he was, he was sitting on the bed behind be, slipping off the little white... slip and telling my to lift up my arms so that he could put on a fresh tunic. ' I opened my mouth to tell him that I WAS NOT going out in public like this, because a serious part of my wardrobe was missing from my person, seeing that I had just woken up, and – all he did was smile, wink and give a poignant look, I noticed that he had gotten that on too. The indecency of it all!

(A/N yes, he just gave her a bra, and ok people, don't freak out, this is not disgusting or weird or perverted, she is just instable and he is a helpful hand... pity he's a male in this case, b/c if this happened irl, any girl would probly slap him, freak out, call the cops, and sign up for therapy.)

And thus... we made it out the door. Straight into town, it's a quiet village, every day, like the one befooooore... no, wait, that's Beauty and the Beast.

Rewind

And thus we made it out the door, right into town... how convienient. He offered me his arm, but I was so busy looking around with my mouth acting as the biggest fly catcher in the entire immortal realms that I didn't notice and tripped over the biggest, most adjar cobblestone you have ever met in your life... a whopping 2 dust particle widths from the rest of the flawless cobblestone street that shone like some really cool metal called... um... GOLD! Suddenly taking the teeth first trip I was on didn't sound too bad... that way I could tell if it was real or not, right? But no, Mr. I've-got-it-all-together had to help me up, shove my arm through his, and lead me through the streets. We got coffee at someplace that smelled really good, and even though I don't recall ever liking coffee, I ended up walking out of the place, trying not to gulp something that didn't taste too bad. We spent the rest of the day talking, and ended up going to a bar... (sand bar, sorry, they don't allow toxic stuff like liquor in the immortal realms... so they pour it all into the river, or down the drains... which flows into the sea, so it amounts to the same thing. Of course, he didn't tell me that, and ended up asking "you drank the sea water didn't you?" I told him that all drains lead to the ocean, and he looked at me like I had a hole in my head.) to watch the sunset.

NAMIO'S POV

The whole day... I spent the whole day with her. She's somewhere between a helpless child and a beautiful, refined lady, something to be cherished, but untouched by those she doesn't know, and before this moment, I'd felt that I was one of those people to whom access was forbidden. I put my arm around her shoulders, glad that I could use her swaying as an excuse. To my great surprise, she scooched over, put her head on my shoulder, and sighed happily. The sunset was probably amazing, but I didn't see it save what was reflected in the tears that laced her eyes as I held her in my arms and kissed her.

(A/N ok, SAP SAP SAP I know, but you know what? DEAL. I like it.)