Sunday's Solomon Grandy
By Kaji no Tenshi
Chapter Three Wednesday
Her fingers lingered over her lips for the tenth time since she woke up. She was still shocked from the light kiss she received from Alistair last night. Once she had realized what he has done, she had immediately run away back to her own room, taking her medicine to calm her beating heart. It took her a long while for her to go to sleep and she woke up earlier than usual as well. She was amazed how a small kiss could cause her to act so differently that easily. That was not surprising though, considering how little human interactions she had in her life. She wondered what the man was doing right now. Still asleep, perhaps? She was unsure now, how to act in front of the man. Did he give her a kiss due to the mood, or was it because he truly felt something for her? Yet, they had known each other for such little time. She didn't feel quite possible for a man like him to like someone like herself. All those thoughts led her to just sit in the chair at the table, unable to do anything.
"Miss Lucy?"
Lucy whipped her head around at the voice. She was speechless for a second, before remembering to address the man. "Ah…sir, no I mean, Alistair." She blinked her eyes. "Did you need anything?"
Alistair scratched his head as he stepped into the kitchen. "Actually, I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help."
"Oh." Then she took in the sight of the man's head, wrapped in bandages. "You have just recovered from your injuries! I cannot let you do anything right now." She stood up from the chair. "It's okay. I can handle it." Taking her hat that was lying on the table, she said, "I'll go out to the garden to grab some herbs. Ah, I need firewood as well. I have some butter and bread left and I could mix the butter with some herbs for taste." She paused. "Please stay in bed. I'll bring your breakfast to you when I have it ready."
"I want to help you though," frowned the man.
She smiled slightly. "Thank you. Maybe tomorrow, I'll let you help. Please stay in bed today. I need to re-dress your wounds as well." She blushed as she said that.
He still wasn't very satisfied with what the woman has decided but chose to follow her words, as he didn't want to cause her too much trouble. "Very well. I'll help tomorrow."
Soon, Lucy was out the door while Alistair was back in the bedroom, sitting on the bed with nothing to do. With time on his hands, he decided to think back on what he can remember. Which was nothing. He found himself shifting uncomfortably on the bed, trying his best to think of at least one detail of his past. He frowned. Nothing was coming to mind at all.
There was a knock on the bedroom door. "Alistair? I've brought your breakfast." The door opened and Lucy walked in with a tray with bread and butter with herbs as well as a cup of water. She had a cloth bag hanging from her arms as well, holding the things she needed to re-dress the man's wounds.
"What about you?"
"It's okay. I ate the scraps of bread that was getting hard and drank some water."
"That's not healthy for you."
"I believe you need it more than me."
No words were exchanged after as Alistair ate the bread, drinking water when he needed to. Lucy seem to notice the unease in the man though as she watched him eat. "What's the matter, Alistair?"
The man stopped eating. He stayed quiet for a while before opening his mouth. "I would never imagine that being unable to remember who I am would make me this uncomfortable. Even so, you cannot allow a man like me to stay at home forever."
Lucy knew she must say something to the man to comfort him. Therefore, she did the first thing that came to her mind. "It doesn't matter if you can't remember. You were reborn this Monday. After is the real beginning of your life." The woman held his hand as she said this.
Alistair smiled. "Thank you, Lucy." He paused, wondering whether his following words were appropriate at the moment. He fingered the sapphire ring he wore on his finger. "Lucy…I think…I think I like you."
The woman blinked her eyes in surprise. "Ali…Alistair? How can that… You've just known me. And you…" She blushed. "That's not possible."
The man smiled at her shyness. "I'm not lying though. And it's possible. Do not think so lowly of yourself." He leaned and caught her lips in a light kiss. "I like you."
Lucy's face blushed even redder if possible. "I…" she stuttered. "I…don't know…what to say."
"Saying 'I like you' would be a nice option."
That earned a slight smile from the female. Lucy didn't reply though and started to rummage through the bag she brought in with her. Finding the container that held the herbs and new bandages, she turned her attention back to the man. "Alistair, can I please re-dress your wounds?"
He nodded and she took away the tray and placed it on the dresser so that it won't be in the way. The two remained quiet as she re-dressed her wounds, her cheeks slightly red when she had to stare at the naked chest of the man. Soon, they were done. "What…do you want to…do now?" asked Lucy.
Alistair tilted his head, slightly in thought, before answering, "May I work on a doll with you?"
Lucy blushed once more at the suggestion. "Make…a doll…with me?"
"Yes." This time it was his turn to hold the female's hands. "I would like to do something that you enjoy with you. It'd be nice to have something to remind you of me, wouldn't it?" He said quite shamelessly.
"Would that not bore you? You've seen me work before…and it's not that entertaining."
"Anything will be entertaining with you." He then placed a kiss on her hand. Lucy snatched her hands away in embarrassment. "So, do you like me?"
"I…I've never felt this way before."
Alistair smiled at her charmingly. "Does you heart beat faster when you're with me?"
"Yes," Lucy replied breathlessly. In fact, her heart was beating faster, seeing the smile on Alistair's face and she wanted to take her medicine.
"Do you enjoy my company?"
"…Yes."
"Do you want to be with me?"
"Yes…"
"You like me."
"I like you?"
"I like you too." Alistair then placed a kiss on the female's forehead, then her cheeks, then her lips. "Do you want to work in the living room? There's more space in there." She nodded her head.
Soon they were in the living room, Alistair sitting in a worn-out large chair while Lucy went to get the needed materials. When Lucy got back, Alistair watched as she prepared the body for their doll. "Is it hard, making a doll?" He pulled her into the chair and on to his lap.
Lucy shook her head. "I enjoy it. I like seeing the final results."
"I like seeing your face concentrating on your task. It's cute." The female blushed while he smiled back. Shortly, the doll was forgotten and Lucy just laid comfortably in Alistair's lap, her head against his chest. She played with his hands until she noticed the blue glint.
Staring at the ring on his finger, the woman said, "Alistair, I feel very uncomfortable once I see this ring. From this, I can see that you are a rich man from somewhere. I'm so afraid that one day you'll leave me when you remember everything."
Holding the girl in his arms, he promised, "For the happiness of you and me, let's seal this ring! So that we can be together forever, so that this promise will never be broken. This way, the ring will be the crystal of our love…"
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Author's Note: gasp I did it. Oh my gosh, I finished the chapter. That took long enough. Right now, the clock read 4:37AM…I'm the only idiot to stay up that late to write. When did Alistair become so charming and flirtatious? He's not supposed to be like that…o.O This chapter took forever to finish…or rather, I took forever to get it started. --;; I won't even try to blame it on school…I was seriously obsessed with writing my other stories and reading other fan-fics. XD Hopefully, I'll be able to get another chapter out by the end of summer, and finish the story by the end of the year. I actually feel quite productive this summer. Let's hope I keep my word. Of course, reviews will be appreciated.
