A/N: I want to give credit in advance to Trevor(Oscar), Chris Lau(Lau-Lau)
and Jas(Psycho). These are three students in my Spanish class who have
supplied many of the lines for Rath, Thats, and Cesia/Kitchel that I am
planning on using a bit further on in this story. When the quotes do come
up I'll mark them again, so as to give them credit for their brilliant lines.
Actually, I don't see what it matters since they don't use ff.net and...
Well... I don't think they know I overheard them.nervous laughter
Please don't kill me, Jas...
Kat: Yes, please don't... A while ago you asked me about Bierrez... Here
he be!
Ginsing: OO Eep! Radiation is scary!!! I am deathly afraid of radiation.
I blame my sixth grade teacher for making me read "Z for Zacharia". Evil
book that is. The only book I have ever wanted to burn. It gave me
nightmares for a month, and paranoid for a full year(I kept track.).
NEVER READ IT!!!
Ten chapters, you guessed? Hm...does quick count on fingers Yeah, I
think you may be more or less right. For the one I'm thinking about,
anyway. There should be some kinkiness before that. Possibly not with
our favorite knights, but it should be there.
Look! Updated! No need to remind me in other people's reviews as well!
;
Fairy Tale Faerie: jumps up Oh no! What did I misspell?!runs around
franticly
Charna: glomps YOU REVIEWED ON MY BIRTHDAY (5/10)!!!
Ok, now that that is out of my system... DC? Cool, never been there, or
the East Coast, actually. West, yes, east, no. Thank you,bows for the
comments and ego stroking. Yes, don't worry, there's a slow song in
the list of songs in my head for them to play, and I'll try find some other
genres as well.looks down at self Wow, I didn't realize it was a bubble.
Cool.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Knights. I also don't own the song Real
World by Matchbox 20.
Warning: Swearing. Minor violence. Teenagers. Same as always.
Rune sat on an upturned cardboard box, fingering a long wooden
drumstick in his hand. He looked across the room to where Rath was
pacing back and forth, his guitar neatly laid on the ground a few feet
away. Rune's jacket lay on the floor alongside it, and he impatiently
glanced at his watch for the fifth time that minute.
"It's been eighty minutes since we left!" Rath complained, standing still
and turning to talk to his friend, "What's taking him so long?!"
An exhausted and annoyed voice spoke.
"Funny that you ask."
They both turned to the door to the basement. Framed in the light
flooding down from the rest of the house was the figure of their missing
band member, leaning on the door frame and obviously still catching his
breath. Thats gave his head a hard shake, clearing all weariness from his
vision, then sauntered down the stairs, sitting down on the last one, legs
stretched out in front of him on the cool cement floor.
"Did you know that it takes approximately twenty minutes to run from
school to here?" He half questioned, half stated in an offhand way,
quirking an eyebrow and waiting to see if the others would catch on.
"Twenty minutes?" Rune asked, "How would you know... Oh," He said,
taking a glance at the other's flushed face.
"Why didn't you catch a ride with someone?" Rath asked.
"I was supposed to. But then it took off without me," Thats said, still
sounding casual.
"What do you mean, it took off--" Once again, realization hit Rune in the
face. A look of extreme apology washed over his features.
"My God, Thats. I'm so sorry," He apologized, "I forgot I was giving you a
ride today!"
Thats sighed, "It's ok."
"No, really, I'm very sorry," He said again, "Do you want a drink of water
or something?"
Thats waved his hand in dismissal, "Already got something. It's all good.
It's ok," He repeated, reassuring the other boy.
When he saw that Rune was still feeling guilty about forgetting to wait for
him, he continued, talking in a lighthearted manner.
"Hey, 's all good. The worst bit was waiting around in the cramped
classroom for an hour," He made a face in disgust, "I hate being stuck in
there! It bites!"
"You shouldn't get in trouble so often," Rath commented, pointing out the
obvious to the newly arrived boy.
"Whatever," Thats rolled his eyes, then spoke again.
"But why were you in there? You never get in trouble. Almost as goody-
goody as Rune," He skillfully avoided the clenched fist coming down on his
head and grinned at his glaring blonde friend, showing that it was meant
in jest.
Rath's face darkened.
"I don't want to talk about it. It wasn't my fault."
"Hey!" Thats said, standing up and wandering over to where the black
case carrying the guitar he was using was, "That's what I always say!"
He knelt on the ground, casually opening the case and removing the
instrument inside.
"Not that they believe me, of course."
The dark haired boy walked over to his own guitar, "I don't mean it like
that!" He snapped, "It actually wasn't my fault, some stupid girl got me in
trouble! I didn't do anything!"
"Ah," Thats nodded again, "Girls. So," He turned to face his friend, a
teasing smirk on his face, "Do you like her?"
The effect of his words was immediate.
Deus slipped from Rath's grasp as he froze in shock, only to be snatched
up once again a moment before it hit the hard floor. His muscles tensed,
and he spun around on the heel of his boot to send the other boy an icy
look as a muscle in his eye twitched madly. He opened and closed his
mouth several times, apparently searching for a name foul enough to use
on his so-called-friend.
Rune, seeking to avert a massacre, intervened at this moment.
"Thats," He said, stepping between the two boys, "I need help setting up
the speakers. Could you help me?" He sent his friend still kneeling on the
floor a pointed look when it seemed that he was about to complain.
"Oh, fine," Thats sighed, standing up, "What do you want me to do?" He
asked, mentally whining for stopping his fun.
As he was given instructions on how to properly set up the rather
delicate equipment("Why can't we just plug this in here..." "Ack! THATS!
This stuff was expensive!"), Rath gave up on brutally murdering the other
boy for the time being, instead setting about explaining to his friends why
he was stuck in detention.
"It's her fault. I was going to English, when I accidentally ran into her. I
fell down and she got pissed at me and got me in trouble! Bitch," He
added in as an afterthought.
Rune looked up from where he was seated on the ground, carefully
hooking up two sets of wires.
"Why was she mad? Did you hurt her or something?"
Rath scoffed, "Hardly. If anything, she hurt me when she dragged me to
the principal's office by my wrist. Damn bitch has sharp nails."
Thats raised an eyebrow at him, "Language, language."
"Like you should be the one to talk, Thats," Rune stated casually.
The other boy shrugged
"Probably not, huh?" He grinned, standing up since he wasn't being
allowed to actually touch the equipment anyway, and walking over to
where the third Junior was scowling.
"Ok, Romeo, so then what happened?"
Rath glared at him, "Oh, shut up. I don't like her, ok?"
Thats shrugged and motioned for him to go on.
"Then I got detention for two hours. What else is there to tell?"
"What did the almighty dictator of pms charge you on?" Thats asked,
using the name for Alfeegi that annoyed said principal to the point of an
explosion loud enough to be heard from any point in the state.
He crossed his arms over his chest, "Don't laugh," He warned, reddening
slightly.
"Laugh?" Thats looked confused, "Why'd I laugh? You forget, I am the
one who's left campus because I thought school was out, didn't do my
Science homework for three weeks straight in my Freshman year, lost my
schedule nine times in a row, and got in trouble for playing inappropriate
music in the library. Trust me, I've done much stupider things than you
have. There's no way I'm gonna laugh at you," He said reassuringly.
Rune watched, curiosity written over his elegant features as Rath
struggled and finally gave in to the other boy.
"All right," He sighed, tensing slightly, "She accused me of sexual
harassment."
There was a long, pregnant pause in the small room before one of the
three boys abruptly burst into hysterics.
Rath glared.
"Thats!"
The brown haired boy was leaning a nearby box for support, unable to
stand from laughing so hard.
"She WHAT?!" He managed to gasp out before falling down to his knees
at the sight of the embarrassed/angry look on his friend's face.
"Accused me of sexual harassment, ok?" Rath growled. He was highly
embarrassed and this sensitivity was making him extremely annoyed.
"You said you wouldn't laugh!"
"I know, I know," Thats said, starting to calm down, "But... It's just so...
Damn funny..." He sniggered, biting his lip in an attempt to stop from
laughing.
"It could be worse, Rath," Rune said, standing up to comfort his friend.
Rath glared at the taller boy. He had seen the amusement sparkling in his
ice-water eyes.
"Oh, shut up," He said halfheartedly, turning back to the other boy now in
hysterics again, sitting cross-legged on the floor with his face in his hands
as he tried to stifle the sound.
"You too, Thats."
Thats lifted his head, grinning cheekily at the boy with narrowed eyes.
"Aw, come on. You have to admit, it is funny."
"It is not!" Rath snapped, "She got me in trouble!"
"Rath, she's a girl. Girls always get you in trouble," Thats stated calmly.
"I thought you knew that already. I sure did. I mean, Rune gets me in
trouble all the time. Not to mention that Freshman, what's-her-name,"
"Pyrue?" Rune asked, kicking his friend none-too-lightly for marking him
off as a girl.
"Yeah, that's the one. And then there's Kitchel. Come on, Rath. They
seem to enjoy it, or something." He stated, wincing and rubbing his leg
where a bruise was starting to form.
Rath rolled his eyes, fingers playing absent-mindedly over the taunt
strings of his guitar, "I think you are an exception. No one else I know of
has that problem."
"Sure they do!" Thats insisted, "You agree with me, right, Rune?"
The eldest boy shifted, suddenly uncomfortable.
"Right?" He pressed, "You told me you agreed. What with the incident
with Silk and all."
Rune nodded slowly.
"See?" Thats leaned back, tilting his head to look up at Rath.
"I mean, sure, they can be nice, and they can be good looking, but they
seem to have this thing for getting you in trouble. I swear, Kitchel gets
me busted on something or other at least once a month."
"That's only because you do the same thing to her, Thats," Rune pointed
out, shaking off his discomfort as the attention moved away from him.
"A technicality," He shrugged, then turned back to look at the black haired
17 year old.
"So what did she say you did? Grope her? Eye her? Touch her?"
"Fell on her..." Rath muttered.
"Hmm. That's a new one," Thats commented.
"Did you?"
They both turned to look at their friend.
"What?"
"Did you?" Rune repeated, showing an interest in the scenario once
again.
"Yeah," Rath said, "But I didn't mean to, I didn't even see her there. I just
tripped and...fell. If anything, I should be the one accusing her."
"Really?" Thats sat up, one eyebrow raised, "What did she do?"
Rath took a step back, slightly unnerved by the look on his friend's face,
"Nothing on purpose! She just... Yeah. Look, it's getting late. Shouldn't
we start practicing?" He said in an abrupt change of subject that both the
other boys noticed.
"Sure," Rune nodded, sending a quick glance to Thats, "We should start."
"Ok, gimme a second," The Junior got up off the ground and quickly
gathered his instrument from it's place on the ground.
"Right, ready."
"Do you have anything written, Thats?" Rune asked just as the other was
about to serenade them all with something called 'out-of-tune-electric-
guitar-being-played-on-the-highest-volume-possible'.
"Ah," He looked up, one hand hovering a fraction of an inch over the
strings of his instrument.
He scowled.
"No."
"What?! Thats! You needed to get something written by practice today!"
Rune chastised the other boy.
"I know," Thats let his arm drop to his side, the hand balling into a fist.
"But I ran out of time!"
Rune could feel his patience wearing thin as he spoke.
"How could you run out of time? You're the one with the most time. You
haven't contributed anything to this band so far, and all we asked you to
do was to get a basic idea down on paper by this afternoon!"
Thats cocked an eyebrow back at the older boy, then spoke with an
annoyed tone of voice.
"What do you mean I'm the one with the most time? You know how long
my day is?"
There was a silence as Rune looked torn between apologizing and
striking back.
Then a low laugh echoed off the cool walls of the room.
Both teenagers turned to look at their dark haired friend.
"Rath?" Thats asked tentatively.
He spoke, "How long your day is? If we are going to play this game, then
I'm sure to win. Listen to my life," He said, stopping his laughter.
"I can't concentrate on my school work or tests; I have class with a man I
hate; can't stand most of the people around me; am constantly late to
class because of things I have no control over; and then today," A touch
of bitterness invaded his voice, "Some idiot bitch decides to have some
fun and drag me into a heap of trouble. Detention! What the hell?! Two
fucking hours of detention! For what, falling down on my sorry ass!"
Rune and Thats exchanged a glance that as the other boy ranted.
"Rath," The blonde said calmly, "Don't you think you may be overreacting
just a little?"
"Overreacting?!" Rath fumed at him, "Like hell I'm overreacting! I'd like to
see you live as me for just one day!"
"It doesn't seem all that hard," Thats muttered, "Have bad luck, periods
of hyperactivity, and a short temper. That just about covers it."
"No, it doesn't!" He shouted, causing the other boy to take a step back in
surprise, "It's a lot more than--" He let out a soundless noise of anger,
then slumped down on to the ground, knees drawn up to his chest and
his arms crossed across them.
"I wish the real world would just stop hassling me," He muttered to the
sticky silence surrounding him as both his friends stared at him, mild
surprise showing on their faces.
No one spoke for several seconds, then Rune broke the tense still.
"I wish the real world would just stop hassling me," He mused, no longer
looking at Rath, but instead staring thoughtfully into the distance.
"You know, it does have a certain..."
"Quality," Thats stated, catching on to what the other was thinking of.
He nodded, slowly coming back to reality.
"What do you think, Thats?"
"I think we have something here."
Rath looked up, confused, as he heard the other two boys talking, but
not about him.
"Huh?"
His lightly tanned friend grinned at him.
"Come on, Rath," He extended a hand to help him to his feet.
"Let's get to work learning your song."
Rath blinked, startled.
"My... Song?"
...I got home late today(Detention. Again. Plus Caf. duty which sucks to
no end.), so this post is gonna be short in the extreme. I don't have
much time since I actually want to get some of my homework done before
school tomorrow. Not much happened anyway,--
"Kitchel?"
Said girl turned her head, looking over her shoulder at the person
standing behind her.
She was lying on her freshly made bed in the clothes she wore to school
that day, typing on a small silver laptop that was currently resting on her
white pillow.
"Yeah?"
"Don't you have work to be doing?"
She rolled her eyes, "Who are you, my mother?" She said, snickering at
that mental image. Nevertheless, she finished her sentence, pressed
save, and closed the lid of her laptop.
"What are you doing back so early, anyway, Bierrez? I thought you had
work after school today?"
"No. That's tomorrow," He said admonishingly.
"Whatever."
Kitchel cast a casual glance over her older cousin. He stood at about
5'10", with light skin and fine hair the color of dirt swirling through a lit fire
in a messy, jagged cut. He had bright emerald eyes containing an almost
perpetually serious look and a mouth to match. Bierrez rarely smiled.
He was wearing a pair of long black pants and a matching tank top. A
metal armband rested around the upper portion of his left arm. It was
made out of a deep and tarnished bronze, it's interlocking portions
weaving a loose braided pattern around his firm upper arm.
"Jeeze, what's up with you today?" She asked, quirking an eyebrow at
him, "You look like a goth or something. Oh, I forgot," She said, rolling off
her bed and squatting on the ground next to her backpack, "I am talking
to Mr. Darkness is My Friend."
He gave her an unamused look, "I don't bother you about your clothes,
so get off my back about mine."
Kitchel grinned at the older boy, "Just joking," She stood up, a pile of
books and papers in her arms, "You know I love you."
"Unfortunately," He muttered, allowing a small grin to escape.
"Get to work. Dad won't be home 'til late tonight and I have to go pick up
Fiji. I expect you to have a good amount done when I get back," He called
over his shoulder as he strode out of her room, snatching a long coat off
it's hook on the wall in the hallway.
"You leaving now?" Kitchel popped her head out of the room.
When he nodded in reply, she continued.
"Hey, is Gil gonna come by?"
He shrugged, "How should I know? You know his schedule better than I
do, Kitchel."
"Yeah, but I thought he might tell you," She said, "You are his brother."
"Well," Bierrez walked out the front door, "You are his sister."
The wooden door closed behind him and Kitchel listened as his footsteps
hurried down their front stairs and into the garage. It wasn't until she
heard the sound of a car starting that she spoke, a strange half-grin on
her noramlly cheerful face that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"A sister, huh?"
She went back into her room.
"I'm glad."
Is it just me, or do the pairings for stories in the Dragon Knights section
of ff.net go in waves? I seem to remember that there was a time when it
seemed like every single story was a RathxThats or a RathxRune, and
then for a while there was a lot of Dragon Officer romance, and now there
seems to be an overabundance of RathxCesia. Or maybe it's just me...
Review?
Try imagine Bierrez in a frilly pink apron with a duster in one hand and an
oven mitt on the other... XD
and Jas(Psycho). These are three students in my Spanish class who have
supplied many of the lines for Rath, Thats, and Cesia/Kitchel that I am
planning on using a bit further on in this story. When the quotes do come
up I'll mark them again, so as to give them credit for their brilliant lines.
Actually, I don't see what it matters since they don't use ff.net and...
Well... I don't think they know I overheard them.nervous laughter
Please don't kill me, Jas...
Kat: Yes, please don't... A while ago you asked me about Bierrez... Here
he be!
Ginsing: OO Eep! Radiation is scary!!! I am deathly afraid of radiation.
I blame my sixth grade teacher for making me read "Z for Zacharia". Evil
book that is. The only book I have ever wanted to burn. It gave me
nightmares for a month, and paranoid for a full year(I kept track.).
NEVER READ IT!!!
Ten chapters, you guessed? Hm...does quick count on fingers Yeah, I
think you may be more or less right. For the one I'm thinking about,
anyway. There should be some kinkiness before that. Possibly not with
our favorite knights, but it should be there.
Look! Updated! No need to remind me in other people's reviews as well!
;
Fairy Tale Faerie: jumps up Oh no! What did I misspell?!runs around
franticly
Charna: glomps YOU REVIEWED ON MY BIRTHDAY (5/10)!!!
Ok, now that that is out of my system... DC? Cool, never been there, or
the East Coast, actually. West, yes, east, no. Thank you,bows for the
comments and ego stroking. Yes, don't worry, there's a slow song in
the list of songs in my head for them to play, and I'll try find some other
genres as well.looks down at self Wow, I didn't realize it was a bubble.
Cool.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Knights. I also don't own the song Real
World by Matchbox 20.
Warning: Swearing. Minor violence. Teenagers. Same as always.
Rune sat on an upturned cardboard box, fingering a long wooden
drumstick in his hand. He looked across the room to where Rath was
pacing back and forth, his guitar neatly laid on the ground a few feet
away. Rune's jacket lay on the floor alongside it, and he impatiently
glanced at his watch for the fifth time that minute.
"It's been eighty minutes since we left!" Rath complained, standing still
and turning to talk to his friend, "What's taking him so long?!"
An exhausted and annoyed voice spoke.
"Funny that you ask."
They both turned to the door to the basement. Framed in the light
flooding down from the rest of the house was the figure of their missing
band member, leaning on the door frame and obviously still catching his
breath. Thats gave his head a hard shake, clearing all weariness from his
vision, then sauntered down the stairs, sitting down on the last one, legs
stretched out in front of him on the cool cement floor.
"Did you know that it takes approximately twenty minutes to run from
school to here?" He half questioned, half stated in an offhand way,
quirking an eyebrow and waiting to see if the others would catch on.
"Twenty minutes?" Rune asked, "How would you know... Oh," He said,
taking a glance at the other's flushed face.
"Why didn't you catch a ride with someone?" Rath asked.
"I was supposed to. But then it took off without me," Thats said, still
sounding casual.
"What do you mean, it took off--" Once again, realization hit Rune in the
face. A look of extreme apology washed over his features.
"My God, Thats. I'm so sorry," He apologized, "I forgot I was giving you a
ride today!"
Thats sighed, "It's ok."
"No, really, I'm very sorry," He said again, "Do you want a drink of water
or something?"
Thats waved his hand in dismissal, "Already got something. It's all good.
It's ok," He repeated, reassuring the other boy.
When he saw that Rune was still feeling guilty about forgetting to wait for
him, he continued, talking in a lighthearted manner.
"Hey, 's all good. The worst bit was waiting around in the cramped
classroom for an hour," He made a face in disgust, "I hate being stuck in
there! It bites!"
"You shouldn't get in trouble so often," Rath commented, pointing out the
obvious to the newly arrived boy.
"Whatever," Thats rolled his eyes, then spoke again.
"But why were you in there? You never get in trouble. Almost as goody-
goody as Rune," He skillfully avoided the clenched fist coming down on his
head and grinned at his glaring blonde friend, showing that it was meant
in jest.
Rath's face darkened.
"I don't want to talk about it. It wasn't my fault."
"Hey!" Thats said, standing up and wandering over to where the black
case carrying the guitar he was using was, "That's what I always say!"
He knelt on the ground, casually opening the case and removing the
instrument inside.
"Not that they believe me, of course."
The dark haired boy walked over to his own guitar, "I don't mean it like
that!" He snapped, "It actually wasn't my fault, some stupid girl got me in
trouble! I didn't do anything!"
"Ah," Thats nodded again, "Girls. So," He turned to face his friend, a
teasing smirk on his face, "Do you like her?"
The effect of his words was immediate.
Deus slipped from Rath's grasp as he froze in shock, only to be snatched
up once again a moment before it hit the hard floor. His muscles tensed,
and he spun around on the heel of his boot to send the other boy an icy
look as a muscle in his eye twitched madly. He opened and closed his
mouth several times, apparently searching for a name foul enough to use
on his so-called-friend.
Rune, seeking to avert a massacre, intervened at this moment.
"Thats," He said, stepping between the two boys, "I need help setting up
the speakers. Could you help me?" He sent his friend still kneeling on the
floor a pointed look when it seemed that he was about to complain.
"Oh, fine," Thats sighed, standing up, "What do you want me to do?" He
asked, mentally whining for stopping his fun.
As he was given instructions on how to properly set up the rather
delicate equipment("Why can't we just plug this in here..." "Ack! THATS!
This stuff was expensive!"), Rath gave up on brutally murdering the other
boy for the time being, instead setting about explaining to his friends why
he was stuck in detention.
"It's her fault. I was going to English, when I accidentally ran into her. I
fell down and she got pissed at me and got me in trouble! Bitch," He
added in as an afterthought.
Rune looked up from where he was seated on the ground, carefully
hooking up two sets of wires.
"Why was she mad? Did you hurt her or something?"
Rath scoffed, "Hardly. If anything, she hurt me when she dragged me to
the principal's office by my wrist. Damn bitch has sharp nails."
Thats raised an eyebrow at him, "Language, language."
"Like you should be the one to talk, Thats," Rune stated casually.
The other boy shrugged
"Probably not, huh?" He grinned, standing up since he wasn't being
allowed to actually touch the equipment anyway, and walking over to
where the third Junior was scowling.
"Ok, Romeo, so then what happened?"
Rath glared at him, "Oh, shut up. I don't like her, ok?"
Thats shrugged and motioned for him to go on.
"Then I got detention for two hours. What else is there to tell?"
"What did the almighty dictator of pms charge you on?" Thats asked,
using the name for Alfeegi that annoyed said principal to the point of an
explosion loud enough to be heard from any point in the state.
He crossed his arms over his chest, "Don't laugh," He warned, reddening
slightly.
"Laugh?" Thats looked confused, "Why'd I laugh? You forget, I am the
one who's left campus because I thought school was out, didn't do my
Science homework for three weeks straight in my Freshman year, lost my
schedule nine times in a row, and got in trouble for playing inappropriate
music in the library. Trust me, I've done much stupider things than you
have. There's no way I'm gonna laugh at you," He said reassuringly.
Rune watched, curiosity written over his elegant features as Rath
struggled and finally gave in to the other boy.
"All right," He sighed, tensing slightly, "She accused me of sexual
harassment."
There was a long, pregnant pause in the small room before one of the
three boys abruptly burst into hysterics.
Rath glared.
"Thats!"
The brown haired boy was leaning a nearby box for support, unable to
stand from laughing so hard.
"She WHAT?!" He managed to gasp out before falling down to his knees
at the sight of the embarrassed/angry look on his friend's face.
"Accused me of sexual harassment, ok?" Rath growled. He was highly
embarrassed and this sensitivity was making him extremely annoyed.
"You said you wouldn't laugh!"
"I know, I know," Thats said, starting to calm down, "But... It's just so...
Damn funny..." He sniggered, biting his lip in an attempt to stop from
laughing.
"It could be worse, Rath," Rune said, standing up to comfort his friend.
Rath glared at the taller boy. He had seen the amusement sparkling in his
ice-water eyes.
"Oh, shut up," He said halfheartedly, turning back to the other boy now in
hysterics again, sitting cross-legged on the floor with his face in his hands
as he tried to stifle the sound.
"You too, Thats."
Thats lifted his head, grinning cheekily at the boy with narrowed eyes.
"Aw, come on. You have to admit, it is funny."
"It is not!" Rath snapped, "She got me in trouble!"
"Rath, she's a girl. Girls always get you in trouble," Thats stated calmly.
"I thought you knew that already. I sure did. I mean, Rune gets me in
trouble all the time. Not to mention that Freshman, what's-her-name,"
"Pyrue?" Rune asked, kicking his friend none-too-lightly for marking him
off as a girl.
"Yeah, that's the one. And then there's Kitchel. Come on, Rath. They
seem to enjoy it, or something." He stated, wincing and rubbing his leg
where a bruise was starting to form.
Rath rolled his eyes, fingers playing absent-mindedly over the taunt
strings of his guitar, "I think you are an exception. No one else I know of
has that problem."
"Sure they do!" Thats insisted, "You agree with me, right, Rune?"
The eldest boy shifted, suddenly uncomfortable.
"Right?" He pressed, "You told me you agreed. What with the incident
with Silk and all."
Rune nodded slowly.
"See?" Thats leaned back, tilting his head to look up at Rath.
"I mean, sure, they can be nice, and they can be good looking, but they
seem to have this thing for getting you in trouble. I swear, Kitchel gets
me busted on something or other at least once a month."
"That's only because you do the same thing to her, Thats," Rune pointed
out, shaking off his discomfort as the attention moved away from him.
"A technicality," He shrugged, then turned back to look at the black haired
17 year old.
"So what did she say you did? Grope her? Eye her? Touch her?"
"Fell on her..." Rath muttered.
"Hmm. That's a new one," Thats commented.
"Did you?"
They both turned to look at their friend.
"What?"
"Did you?" Rune repeated, showing an interest in the scenario once
again.
"Yeah," Rath said, "But I didn't mean to, I didn't even see her there. I just
tripped and...fell. If anything, I should be the one accusing her."
"Really?" Thats sat up, one eyebrow raised, "What did she do?"
Rath took a step back, slightly unnerved by the look on his friend's face,
"Nothing on purpose! She just... Yeah. Look, it's getting late. Shouldn't
we start practicing?" He said in an abrupt change of subject that both the
other boys noticed.
"Sure," Rune nodded, sending a quick glance to Thats, "We should start."
"Ok, gimme a second," The Junior got up off the ground and quickly
gathered his instrument from it's place on the ground.
"Right, ready."
"Do you have anything written, Thats?" Rune asked just as the other was
about to serenade them all with something called 'out-of-tune-electric-
guitar-being-played-on-the-highest-volume-possible'.
"Ah," He looked up, one hand hovering a fraction of an inch over the
strings of his instrument.
He scowled.
"No."
"What?! Thats! You needed to get something written by practice today!"
Rune chastised the other boy.
"I know," Thats let his arm drop to his side, the hand balling into a fist.
"But I ran out of time!"
Rune could feel his patience wearing thin as he spoke.
"How could you run out of time? You're the one with the most time. You
haven't contributed anything to this band so far, and all we asked you to
do was to get a basic idea down on paper by this afternoon!"
Thats cocked an eyebrow back at the older boy, then spoke with an
annoyed tone of voice.
"What do you mean I'm the one with the most time? You know how long
my day is?"
There was a silence as Rune looked torn between apologizing and
striking back.
Then a low laugh echoed off the cool walls of the room.
Both teenagers turned to look at their dark haired friend.
"Rath?" Thats asked tentatively.
He spoke, "How long your day is? If we are going to play this game, then
I'm sure to win. Listen to my life," He said, stopping his laughter.
"I can't concentrate on my school work or tests; I have class with a man I
hate; can't stand most of the people around me; am constantly late to
class because of things I have no control over; and then today," A touch
of bitterness invaded his voice, "Some idiot bitch decides to have some
fun and drag me into a heap of trouble. Detention! What the hell?! Two
fucking hours of detention! For what, falling down on my sorry ass!"
Rune and Thats exchanged a glance that as the other boy ranted.
"Rath," The blonde said calmly, "Don't you think you may be overreacting
just a little?"
"Overreacting?!" Rath fumed at him, "Like hell I'm overreacting! I'd like to
see you live as me for just one day!"
"It doesn't seem all that hard," Thats muttered, "Have bad luck, periods
of hyperactivity, and a short temper. That just about covers it."
"No, it doesn't!" He shouted, causing the other boy to take a step back in
surprise, "It's a lot more than--" He let out a soundless noise of anger,
then slumped down on to the ground, knees drawn up to his chest and
his arms crossed across them.
"I wish the real world would just stop hassling me," He muttered to the
sticky silence surrounding him as both his friends stared at him, mild
surprise showing on their faces.
No one spoke for several seconds, then Rune broke the tense still.
"I wish the real world would just stop hassling me," He mused, no longer
looking at Rath, but instead staring thoughtfully into the distance.
"You know, it does have a certain..."
"Quality," Thats stated, catching on to what the other was thinking of.
He nodded, slowly coming back to reality.
"What do you think, Thats?"
"I think we have something here."
Rath looked up, confused, as he heard the other two boys talking, but
not about him.
"Huh?"
His lightly tanned friend grinned at him.
"Come on, Rath," He extended a hand to help him to his feet.
"Let's get to work learning your song."
Rath blinked, startled.
"My... Song?"
...I got home late today(Detention. Again. Plus Caf. duty which sucks to
no end.), so this post is gonna be short in the extreme. I don't have
much time since I actually want to get some of my homework done before
school tomorrow. Not much happened anyway,--
"Kitchel?"
Said girl turned her head, looking over her shoulder at the person
standing behind her.
She was lying on her freshly made bed in the clothes she wore to school
that day, typing on a small silver laptop that was currently resting on her
white pillow.
"Yeah?"
"Don't you have work to be doing?"
She rolled her eyes, "Who are you, my mother?" She said, snickering at
that mental image. Nevertheless, she finished her sentence, pressed
save, and closed the lid of her laptop.
"What are you doing back so early, anyway, Bierrez? I thought you had
work after school today?"
"No. That's tomorrow," He said admonishingly.
"Whatever."
Kitchel cast a casual glance over her older cousin. He stood at about
5'10", with light skin and fine hair the color of dirt swirling through a lit fire
in a messy, jagged cut. He had bright emerald eyes containing an almost
perpetually serious look and a mouth to match. Bierrez rarely smiled.
He was wearing a pair of long black pants and a matching tank top. A
metal armband rested around the upper portion of his left arm. It was
made out of a deep and tarnished bronze, it's interlocking portions
weaving a loose braided pattern around his firm upper arm.
"Jeeze, what's up with you today?" She asked, quirking an eyebrow at
him, "You look like a goth or something. Oh, I forgot," She said, rolling off
her bed and squatting on the ground next to her backpack, "I am talking
to Mr. Darkness is My Friend."
He gave her an unamused look, "I don't bother you about your clothes,
so get off my back about mine."
Kitchel grinned at the older boy, "Just joking," She stood up, a pile of
books and papers in her arms, "You know I love you."
"Unfortunately," He muttered, allowing a small grin to escape.
"Get to work. Dad won't be home 'til late tonight and I have to go pick up
Fiji. I expect you to have a good amount done when I get back," He called
over his shoulder as he strode out of her room, snatching a long coat off
it's hook on the wall in the hallway.
"You leaving now?" Kitchel popped her head out of the room.
When he nodded in reply, she continued.
"Hey, is Gil gonna come by?"
He shrugged, "How should I know? You know his schedule better than I
do, Kitchel."
"Yeah, but I thought he might tell you," She said, "You are his brother."
"Well," Bierrez walked out the front door, "You are his sister."
The wooden door closed behind him and Kitchel listened as his footsteps
hurried down their front stairs and into the garage. It wasn't until she
heard the sound of a car starting that she spoke, a strange half-grin on
her noramlly cheerful face that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"A sister, huh?"
She went back into her room.
"I'm glad."
Is it just me, or do the pairings for stories in the Dragon Knights section
of ff.net go in waves? I seem to remember that there was a time when it
seemed like every single story was a RathxThats or a RathxRune, and
then for a while there was a lot of Dragon Officer romance, and now there
seems to be an overabundance of RathxCesia. Or maybe it's just me...
Review?
Try imagine Bierrez in a frilly pink apron with a duster in one hand and an
oven mitt on the other... XD
