Notes:
Keeping in mind what was said to me, I have lengthen this to what seems to me is a rather longer version. It does make sense though... You can't consider something so short a chapter...Wish I could be at least half as decent a writer as Tom Valor, Jays Arravan and my all time idol.. redkinoko... YOU ALL ROCK Sempai-ne !
Chapter IV:
I Remember
Days had passed and still he had not rose not even to drink or eat… Len was getting worried. And he had confessed to Roche that he didn't like feeling apprehensive. The captain of the ship, who had grown fond of the fallen boy, had tried to feed him. But to no avail, unconscious he was. For the past 2 weeks Len had told of the happenings of each day. Trying to get some sort of response, a blink, even a slight nod or just something… They knew that the blade that had been laced with poison. Even the assassin had not known what. It was a powerful toxin. The old man had a sad expression on his face as he left the boy alone once more in his badly lit room.
"Ye days in this ship have already been numbered. Why couldn't you have spent it awake"?
He closed the door silently a prayer to the god's of Asgard
The peaceful shores brought upon all of the crew solace work was being done but seemed in monotony since the incident had occurred last time… the wizard joked out loud…
"It's not as if his dead…"
She knew though that… it wasn't why they acted that way….
As she entered his room, wanting to be the first to see him rise. She shut the door behind her gently as he lay there… Beautiful to look at as innocent and naïve as a little child
His long crimson hair was all over the place… His hands holding tight on a pillow as if his very life depended on it… She smiled and tucked him properly. He moved and straightened… and groaned a bit. She held her breath wanting him to wake up… But he did not…
"Keinne, if you didn't detest yourself so much. You'd find the world wonderful and as perfect as you look…why so bitter?"
The last phrase said tenderly as she removed stray hair on his face. She smiled… eyeing the man he cared for so much… his eyes, his soft lips… And her watch stayed there… In his lips… She loved him, more than a brother. But he always had shunned her. Len taught that her love for Keinne was a sick joke.
Her eyes lingered at his lips…it was such the thing to behold. As she closed in the gap, and gently moved… A sweet kiss on the lips was her simple plead. The distance became inches, inches to centimeters and finally to…
"NOOooo!"
His head quickly rose up, as she was both flustered and ashamed. He had awoken. To the god's what luck did she have? His eyes flustered open, only to be welcomed by a tremendous jolt to both their foreheads… Knocking the priest unconscious once more… She stood now. Praying that no one had seen that…He had already awoken…and she had made him unconscious once more…
"Keinne? KEINNE? HEY! Come ON…you all right?"
Mocking laughter was heard from the walls and because of it he could not have held his spell much longer… He was growing weak because of amusement…
"LEN! YOU JERK!"
The assassin was in tears because of the mirth as the wizard rushed out of the room. Slamming the door that she once had cared enough to close so mutely. She was red all over. As the assassin was in near hysterics laughing at her
"The likes of that isn't seen everyday!"
A dark glare from the magic wielder to the old geezer, she ran to her room… trying to maintain some dignity… or pride if that even mattered now…
The assassin woke after a short nap… The laughing ordeal really did take the best of him. And perhaps Keinne was awake now? He wished…
He saw him, still in his sleeping robes, his hair tangled and a bored expression on his face as if nothing had happened to him… Even if one were to look at the clergy, you would think him indifferent… But the assassin knew where to look… And smiled warmly at his friend…
"How're you feeling?"
There was a hint of joy in the killer's voice. It could be easily detected really. The dock was a lovely sight… The sun half setting and the sea singing softly
"Peculiar…" He replied
What kind of answer was that? But interest was in Len as he asked further
"How do you mean?"
The assassin suddenly stared at his friend. Wondering why one would say peculiar in all words that could've been used to answer the clichéd question.
"I had the strangest dream"
It was the priest's turn to look at his fretful friend. Seeing that he was listening he too looked unto the regal horizon. As he continued:
" I was in this room, then a grave, a huge castle, a guild of assassins, you, Rochelle then… Rochelle was trying to…"
The last phrase almost made the assassin turn once again to the laughing fit… but he composed himself…
" Rochelle was what?"
"Nothing Lenneth…"
Tranquility once more as a beautiful setting sun in front of them…Lenneth finally spoke as he saw his younger "foster" sibling yawning tiredly. He got Keinne in a mid-hug. One that could have never had happened except he was still weak from not eating for weeks.
"It's such a cold breeze, isn't it Keinne?"
Keinne stared blankly at the sad horizon muffled thoughts in his head… Lenneth saw a pair of sad glistening eyes behind him… Sad eyes of the magician, she smiled unknowingly a bit envious of the fact that he could never have done that with Keinne. Although she knew how much respect the man she loved so much, had for Lenneth.
The 'sin finally noticed Keinne was fast asleep… He quickly laid him to sleep once more and tucked him as a brother would closed the door and went to his own quarters checking Rochelle he locked her door protectively and went to his own room and slept himself… As finally tomorrow… They would leave the ship that was their so called home…the one that had been there for all of them since they had come together….
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