Title: I Thought I Knew You
Author: Ari
Warnings: Sadness?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, or anyone, except the setting and plot idea
Notes: I'm so sorry it took so long! And I'm really sorry the last chapter was so short, but just wait for the sequel.
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Chapter 11:
I'm Sorry…
If I should leave, this very moment, I would fear. For I've never know completeness like being here. Wrapped in the warmth of you. Loving, every breath of you. I dread the day I…
Fayt dropped down onto his bed, the small amount of light from a single lamp on his night table enough to let him see what he was doing. The numbers on the alarm clock next to the lamp blinked a violent red that hurt his tired eyes. He read the numbers and sighed at how late it was. 4:30 am was much too late…or early, if you will, to still be packing.
Fayt gave a scratchy chuckle. Still packing? He glanced at his open suitcase and the three shirts, one pair of pants, and a single sock that had managed to make their way into it.
Fayt had been packing all day, because he was leaving later that morning. Yet, he simply couldn't get anything done. He just kept getting sidetracked. A book he forgot to return, a teacher he needed to speak too quickly. He was hungry, or he need to shower before he left. Didn't he borrow so and so a CD? The excuses just kept coming, and even though, at the time, they seemed very important, now they just seemed desperate and sad.
There was a strong wind outside, it seemed like it was going to storm. Typical, and kind of funny.
Fayt kicked at the carpet under his feet, wondering if he'd have time to say goodbye to anyone later. Would he want to? Or would saying goodbye just make it harder? Shion, Duo, Heero, Ororon, Fanta, Ryang, and…Albel. Fayt didn't think he had the strength to say goodbye to Albel. The young man wondered when The Wicked One had wormed and pushed his way into Fayt's life so firmly. He hadn't even noticed it until now, hours before he was leaving.
How would Fayt's days go without Albel? Who would make sure he ate enough? Or who would keep unfriendly attention away from him.? Who would laugh, well smirk, at him when he did something stupid? Who would drag him to his room and pour tea down his throat, even when Fayt didn't want it? Who would help him with his 'party clothes' if Albel wasn't around? Who would make him go to a party for that matter? Who would fight over the pillows on the floor during movie night? Would there even be a movie night at this new school? Fayt wouldn't ever get to truly apologize for cutting off Albel's hair, and he'd never get to see Albel's hair, long and shimmery black like it was suppose to be. What about that 'next time' when Fayt was supposed to pay for lunch? Would he ever find something as special as Eli again? And, who would be there to calm him down when he was upset? To just sit and listen, not asking questions or demanding answers? Who would tell him he was stupid? And who would call him a maggot? Who would tell him that he was worthless? And who would yell at him and fight with him and compete with him, all the while laughing with him, throwing an arm around his shoulder in comfort at the end of everything?
And, when would he be able to say he was sorry?
That he was sorry for fighting with him, for cutting off his hair and destroying his room, sorry for taking Mr. Wiggle's and never, even now, giving it back. Sorry for ever getting jealous and not telling the real reason why. Sorry for being a stupid fool. Albel always said he was a fool.
Fayt stomach ached, and he had to stop thinking like that, in the train of thought, or he felt like he was going to throw up. All he could really do was clutch Mr. Wiggles and try to breath steadily. And as the minutes ticked silently by, not a single new item of clothing went back into his suitcase.
The only time he even looked up, was when his door clicked open and Wataru walked in. the boy glanced at his blank face and the open and pretty much empty suitcase to figure out what was going on.
Wataru didn't know Fayt very well. They shared a dorm, but neither he nor Fayt was in it very much. All they really did was sleep here, but that didn't stop him from sitting next to the blue haired freshman and put an arm around him in sympathy. Wataru knew exactly what was going though his head right now. The same thing had happened with him and Yuichi. To hate someone so much, and suddenly realize you never hated him that you actually care about them more than anything…
"Fayt," he said quietly. "You have to tell him. Before you leave."
Fayt didn't look at his roommate, but he did hear what was said, he just didn't understand. What would he know anyway? Wataru didn't know him really at all.
"Tell who what, Wataru?" he asked quietly.
Wataru smiled sadly. "Tell Albel that you love him."
Fayt's entire body stiffened and he jerked away from Wataru, jumping off the bed as quick as lighting. He stared at Wataru, anger and confusion running through his head and being transferred to his face.
"What…what do you know?" he yelled, his body almost shaking. "You…you don't know…anything!" he hissed, his voice cracking as he tried to deny what he remembered. Warm tea, and open ears, teasing names, and funny jokes, pillow wars, and firm hands taking his to pull Fayt behind himself. The trust of being allowed in his room when others were not. Of being allowed around him during his weaker states.
Fayt dropped down onto the floor as old memories and subtle things he'd never realized trampled his already tired and confused brain. And as he struggled though them, all the pieces seemed to point to exactly what Wataru had voiced.
But it wouldn't happen.
Fayt wouldn't ever tell him. He was leaving tomorrow, and nothing could stop that. He would just leave, exactly like was planned, and Albel would just get on with life, just like before.
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It was 11:30, almost noon, and Fayt was defiantly gone. The whole group, now missing its newest member, was sitting scattered in Albel's room. Shion was on the couch crying into Fanta's shoulder, and everyone else sat in silence, not saying anything.
Loud growls, smashes, and screams of anger could be heard from the bathroom that Albel had disappeared into some time ago, but no one had the guts to go knock to see if he was okay. A loud clatter of the shower rod and a shattering sound of the mirror rang through the room. Each sound making Shion wail harder.
Duo winced at every sound also, and clutched at Heero's hand tightly, hoping beyond all hope that maybe there would be a knock on the door in just a second, and Fayt would be there. Just a second… Just a second….Just a second…
And there suddenly was a knock. The group's heads snapped in the direction of the door, and the bathroom door flung open, smashing into the wall. Albel stomped out, hands bleeding and eyes red from…irritation. Even Shion managed to stop her sobs to quiet hiccups and silent tears.
An immense pain of hope began to well up in Albel's chest as he stood at the door, hand on the knob, too afraid to look through the peep whole. He finally turned the knob and opened the door, his throat filling with bile and the anger filling his chest doubling at the sight of Nel and Cliff at the door. They each supported mirror looks of sadness that each of the others had.
"What…do you…want?" Albel growled out in miss directed anger. Fayt was gone. The only person he thought he knew completely was gone. And now these idiots were here! Probably to rub it in his nose, well then he'd just have to eradicate both of them!
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When Albel had opened the door, Nel wasn't sure what she had expected. Maybe no change? Slight sadness maybe? But this? Albel's knuckle's dripped blood all down his arms and onto the floor. His eyes were blood shot from lack of sleep, anger, and from holding back all tears.
She looked down the small hall, at all the people seated around the room. They were all huddled into small comfort groups, each one had a haunted look of sadness, and one was clearly sobbing her eyes out, and being held by the other girl.
Nel herself didn't know why she was here, it just seemed to be the right thing to do. But now she knew. She stepped foreword and wrapped her arms around The Wicked One in an awkward hug that neither of them was used to. It was hard to do, his face was a mask of scowling, growling, anger. The fury seemed to radiate off of him and seep into the very walls around him.
"I'm sorry." She whispered. And then she let go and left, taking Cliff with her. The blond had simply nodding in Albel's direction. And as she turned to go, she watched as Albel's shocked face finally broke from anger to sadness as he sank down to the floor, head resting on his knees and bloody knuckles clenched as tears finally racked his body.
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Took me long enough? Huh? Well, say goodbye to story one! There will be another one, so don't you worry. I'm working on it! I know this chapter was dreadfully late and short, I feel so stupid. You're all so wonderful and you waited so long for such a short and final chapter. But a short chapter is better than no chapter right? Maybe?
Do you forgive me? I really do feel terrible….
I really hope chapter 1 of whatever the next story is going to be called? Any ideas for cool/awesome plot twists? I really love putting in fan ideas!
Again, I'm horribly sorry! Please review? But if you've all left me, I'll understand….