Your Kind….
Chapter 16: Dependant….
By: Jen "The Stampede" Motou
I was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. It had been at least a week since the last time Athrun had come to see me. He was still mad I suppose. The last time he was here all he did was yell at me. He seemed to be extremely upset with me, maybe I shouldn't have mentioned enlisting. Athrun's friends seemed to act strange now too. That green haired one, Nicol, I think his name was came to check up on me a lot. I was starting to question if Athrun had caved and told them about us. But I prayed he didn't, I trusted he didn't. It would be the end of us both if they knew, and Athrun suffering because of me; that was something I just couldn't bear. Now when it came to my situation, I was quite puzzled. I seemed to be getting better, though I hadn't tried walking yet, but nothing had been done to me. No questions or rash comments. Nothing. Only Athrun had yelled at me, and I overheard being called a "prisoner". But other than that I wasn't being treated like one. I sighed and sat up –yes I could do that now- when I thought I heard someone.
"Athrun?" I said seeing an azure-haired teen. He turned and instead of smiling he glared at me. "Oh, you're awake." He said coldly walking towards me. I slid down, my shoulders dropping, and eyes drooping at his tone. He rolled his eyes and growled at me. "Some soldier." He scoffed. "A-Athrun…" I choked out, and his gaze intensified. "Don't try any of your pity trips on me Yamato. You're a soldier of the Earth Alliance, Coordinator or not." I looked in to emerald eyes, seeing nothing but an icy-coldness. "Traitor!" He spat at me, quite suddenly the word going straight to my heart. "No, Athrun! I didn't!" He growled at me, and lowered his voice "You did!"
I could feel the tears streaming now, as he kept glaring at me. "You have no place in a war. And now look at you; you're digging your own grave." I felt my heart crack, and a piece fall away. "A-t—Ath---Athrun… I'm so so…..so …sorry." I stuttered, reached out for him and he pulled away. "Don't touch me." The words went deep, like a knife piercing my now fragile heart. "Athrun…." I reached for him, again. I took in a deep breath as he stepped backwards. This was it; I was going to do it. I shifted my weight, and sat a foot on the floor. I sat down the other one, and pulled forward the IV ripping out of my left arm. I left out a cry of pain but stepped forward, tears streaming from my violet orbs, none the less.
"You're so dumb. You're a fool." He laughed, as I approached him. "You'll kill yourself for us!" "ATHRUN!" I screamed, the tears flowing rapidly, as I felt my weight take the best of me and my weak legs cave. I heard the door slide open and felt two strong arms catch me before I hit the floor. "KIRA!" I felt the arms, wrap themselves around me tightly, and I heard a quaking voice. "Kira, what are thinking?!!! Why are you out of bed, are you ok?! You could hurt yourself!!" The voice was deep, and sincere, it was jittery, and full of passion, it went well with the tear drops I felt strike my bare shoulder. The arms quickly tightened their grasp on me to give a brief but tight embrace, and then they pulled away, and one now supported my back as the other went under my legs, as I was lifted from the floor. "Don't you dare do this again! You hear me!? Not again! You're not allowed to scare me like this!" I looked into tear soaked emerald-eyes laced with worry, as I was placed down on the bed. A blanket was pulled over me, and then he placed himself down in the chair at my bedside that is where Athrun now reside. "A-Athrun…..I'm….I didn't…." I kept crying, and he raised an eyebrow at me, still having tear drenched eyes. "Didn't what?" He sounded confused; maybe bewildered would be a better description. "B-Betray you…." I choked looking at him, my eyes pleading forgiveness.
"Kira…." He started confusion laced his voice. "Who told you that? Why would you think that?" My eyes went wide at his tone, his innocence. "You did! YOU! You just called me a traitor! You did! You!!!" I screamed at him, my heart cracked again. How could he do this to me? How could he act as if he hated me, only to care the next moment? –Whatever game he was playing it was sick. My body then froze suddenly. "Kira…" yet again there was worry in his voice, as he saw my body begin to shake. "What is it?" My hand shook fiercely as I held up and pointed to a bottle, and syringe that lay near by. "That…Need…" He then rose and picked up the bottle, and I watched his eyes go wide. "Kira…..this is …. L.A.D…." None the less, he filled the needle and pierced my arm, we both waited for the shaking to stop.
To be Continued…..