A/N: I'm sure all of my reviewers have been lost. –sighs- My fault, I know. I'm so sorry guys. My life got hectic. I went to Chicago, then my mom had surgery, my computer crashed, then my teachers swamped me with homework. Anyway, I've caught up on it all, and plan to update at least once a week, but I'm striving for every four days. I still love you guys, and I hope you like this, . Once again, I'm sorry.

Numair heard a crash in the hall, then a loud trill. Gritting his teeth, he looked around the doorframe. Daine was sprawled on the floor, Kit close to her side. Her body shook as she sobbed, ignoring him. Numiar saw the blood pooled on the floor, and lunged to her side, forgetting about their fight just minutes before. He touched her shoulder gently.

"Don't touch me." She hissed, jolting away from him. "Don't you dare touch me."

She picked up her exhausted body and sprinted down the hall, disappearing quickly behind the stonewall . A very confused Kit and a ruined Numair sat were left behind. After a moment's hesitation, Kit raced down the hall after her caretaker. Numair slumped against the wall, holding his head in his hands. No one was in this part of the halls, leaving him in the quiet. He lay there for what seemed like hours, panting heavily. He finally passed out from using so much of his precious energy in few minutes. It was a relief to him, escaping the world, even if for a few hours. But his relief was quickly banished, as his mind filled with nightmares of Daine's tears.

Daine ran the lengths of the halls, avoiding the shocked eyes by watching the intricate rug patterns pass in front of her feet. There were very few people in the hall, for which she was thankful. Who knows what the gossip would make of this. Finally reaching her room, she forced the door open. It gave and flung against the wall, striking the wall then quickly falling back into place with its frame. Daine hit the bed in the same moment, letting her sobs deepen again. Her brain was numb of all thought except for what he did to her. She felt used. After a few minutes, she curled up in a ball, trying to lessen her sobs a little, so no one came to investigate. Scratching at the door followed by loud a screech signified that Daine's attempt was for naught. A cruel whisper was the response.

"Go away Kit."

Kit, not used to her friend being harsh, turned red with anger. She screeched, her threat to force the door open with magic.

"I said go away Kit!" Daine growled through clenched teeth

Kit trilled angrily and trotted away, leaving Daine alone once again.

"Goddess, Numair are you ok?"

Numair blinked, opening his eyes to the world once more. Thayet was kneeling next to him, with a worried expression on her attractive face. He realized he was still in the hall, slumped against the wall like a castaway doll. He tried to remember why he was there.

"I…erm…yes." Came his confused reply. As he said it he remembered why he was there.

"Well then, lets get you're room, shall we? You're not going to get well in the hall." Thayet laughed a little, pondering why the ill mage had chosen a hallway as a place to rest.

A/N: I know its short; once again I'm sorry. This story does have a plot; it just takes awhile, xD. The next one should be longer and set the rest of the story. Review, please. I love all the help your giving me. –hands out cookies for fun-