Inspiration! From some drop dead sexy pictures my friend Dark showed me of Yuan and Kratos. Oh my gosh, I had like ten heart attacks, they were all so hot, and oh my gosh. They make Yuan and Kratos look so perfect together. I like squealed at every pic. Lol! I'm on a search for loads of Yuan and Kratos fan art, but they must to be together, that makes the picture worth wild. Yea. And my friend Sango said something really funny about the movie 'The 40 Year old Virgin' and she goes 'Well Yuan's the 4,000 year old virgin'. I died laughing, and yes dark, your hand puppets inspired me x3 Lol I just love Kratos and Yuan pairing. Ugh! See I won't shut up. I just keep talking, and talking and talking. I such a pathetic person. And on the first day back I gonna print of this awesome pic of Yuan and Kratos and run up to my friend, Ron, and go "Lookie!" and he'll be like "Is that two guys.." and i'd be like "Hell Yea!" and he'd be like "Omigosh Caitlin o.O"
Nall: Katra is stuck on a team with mostly guys, smart guys, tall guys, short guys, nerd guys and hot guys.
me: No guys on my team are hott! They are UgLy. But they are my friends. hehe, I can't wait for J. allen's random redneck jokes. I'm starting to like the idea of this whole team with no friends except Kim. I must concentrate of my schoolwork, but I got guys on my team. It's really funny. Lol!
Nall: SHUT UP!
Me: Don't make me get Shigure in here!
Nall: That damn dog?
me: (singing quote) highschool girls, highschool girls, 1 2 3 high school girls!
Nall: He's such a perv..
me: Exactly! But I will always love you Nall! (squeezes him)
Nall: Just my luck..
Eternal Souls
Chapter Nine: Life Comes at You Fast
"Yuan, yuan wake up," I felt a gentle hand shake my shoulder as I cracked open an eye. Yawning, I rolled over and saw Kratos beaming down at my sleeping body.
It was morning, and I was entagled in Kratos' blankets. It seemed I was still in his room. My nap was longer then I expected and Kratos seemed overjoyed that I had woken up at last. My head hurt a little, but I shrugged it off and looked up at Kratos. His hair was re-fixed, and he looked as energetic as ever, seeing he got all the pleasure. I blinked for a few moments then just gave a small smile up at him.
"Morning Kratos," I managed and then closed my eyes again, trying to go over what happened. The thoughts and feelings from what had happened earlier lingered with me. Kratos had been so caring, and even now he was acting so alive. Just like he used to with Anna and his son.
"Glad you're awake," He spoke, still beaming. Kratos had turned more caring lately. I enjoyed that, I couldn't stand when he kept all his feelings and discomfort to himself. I yawned and sat up in the bed. Kratos seemed very cheery seeing he sat down next to me and started to stroke my hair.
"How long was I asleep?" I asked, wanting to know how strong the effect of Kratos had been on me. Kratos paused for a moment, seemingly in thought, but went back to running his hands through my hair. I felt safe and warm near him, and would never give that up for anyone.
"Three or four hours, you look starving," Kratos replied, alittle worried. Shaking my head, he leaned my head against Kratos and thought for a few moments. Three of four hours? It had to be late a fternoon or even possibly early evening. Kratos had that strong of an effect on me I passed out far longer then I wanted to. I remembered his last words before I had drifted into slumber. He told me to have sweet dreams, and that's exactly what I had. Dreams of him. Dreams of us, together.
"No, I'm sorry I overslept. You just took a lot out of me," I spoke, weakly. Although I had passed out for that long time, I still was a bit groggy. I looked back at Kratos who had a faint smile roll across his file as he wrapped his arm around my back and held me close. He honestly had taken alot of my energy from me, and alothough I didn't admit it, I was starving. Even hungry enough to eat Kratos' cooking. That was a shock seeing how horribly he cooked.
"You get used to it Yuan," He spoke planting a soft kiss on my forehead. All I could was smile and sigh. Tightly shutting my eyes, just sitting there my mind drifted off into other thoughts. To think I would end up with Kratos, the one I used to hate and despies. It seemed like such an irony. But now I would never leave Kratos' side.
"I suppose," I spoke, re opening my eyes and watched Kratos get up and walk into the kitchen. At first I didn't get up and follow him, just sat there, starring at the wall. It had really happened, and no regrets from my side at all. Wondering what Kratos would cook, I just stayed where I was. Kratos had the nicer room between the two of us. His room was on the otherside of the house so the morning sun rays wouldn't bother him. Lucky. But his room had something about it. Trying to think what it was, I just slightly grinned. It wasn't the room, it was just the fact that I had actually spent some 'quality' time with Kratos in here what made it so special.
"Yuan, you coming?" I heard Kratos spoke from the other room. Being blasted into reality, I nodded to myself and got up, and walked into the other room, to see Kratos.
Kratos sat with hundreds of pancakes on multiple plates. So much pancakes. Kratos' gazed went from his stack of pancakes to me and grinned. I hesitated but then smiled back. To think our relationship started out with a kiss.
"Why did you make so many! We can't possibly eat this-" I began sitting down but Kratos had kissed me once more and I just shut up. Nothing I could say about pancakes was more important then being with Kratos. After a few seconds Kratos turned back to his pancake and smiled stabbing his fork into it.
"You told me pancakes are your favorite. So I made some for you," Kratos spoke calmly shoving a piece of the treat in his mouth. It was true, of all the things Kratos ever made, his pancakes were the only things worth even eating. To be honest, they were actually great.
"Hmm.. thank you Kratos," I spoke, trying to thank him for his efforts as I stabbed a pancake and put it on my plate. I began to eat but I didn't notice the whole time Kratos was watching me. Very Intently. Even if I had noticed, I wouldn't have minded. I loved Kratos so much, and even his odd habits I could ignore.
"Anytime," He chimed, looking back at his food. His ruby glance was now fixed on his food. I looked over at him and wandered into thoughts about us. Thoughts about everything we had been through, the summon spirits pacts, and so on. He had saved me countless times and I would never forget that. And I finally repayed him with saving him just a month ago. I yawned and contiuned to eat, still watching Kratos.
"Kratos, thanks," I spoke, in between bites. The seraphim looked over at me, surprised. He seemed confused on what I was thanking him for. In my mind it was obvious. I was thanking him for all his kindess and everything he had ever done for me. But it seemed alittle stupid to say it like that, so I left out my reason.
"For what?" He asked, as intriqued as ever. Everytime I was with Kratos I didn't want to talk, I just wanted to hold him close, but there were times for that. And this was not one of those times. I shook my head and looked out towards the window then at the big stack of pancakes and felt overwhelmed. He really did outdue hisself for me sometimes. But hey, I wasn't one to complain.
"For everything," I replied, grabbing another pancake. That's two out of five hundred. I had a low feeling that we'd never eat all these pancakes. But of course, we had our whole lives to eat them, and that relaxed me even more. I looked over at Kratos who was smiling now, syrup was all over his face. I tried not to laugh, I honestly tried, but It just happened. I laughed through my teeh set down my fork. Kratos tilted his head and looked around.
"What's so funny Yuan?" He asked, looking at me then glancing around the kitchen. He had so much syrup on him it was hard not to notice. He wasn't a clean eater, but still. It was worth the laughs just to see Kratos covered in syrup. Closing my eyes from laughing so hard, I tried to speak but had to take a deep breath before I could manage any intelligent words.
"You've got syrup all over your face," I spoke, trying not to laugh anymore. I rarely laughed, but this was such a laugh. Kratos seemed stunned and grabbed a napkin and rubbed it against his face. I nodded but then looked over as he grabbed his fork. I looked at his hand then noticed that the napkin had stuck to his face also. I couldn't hold it back, I bursted out laughing so hard as Kratos tried to pry the napkin from his face with his fork.
"Let me help before you hurt yourself," I managed, trying to calm him down. I reached out and tried to grab the napkin off his face but it wouldn't budge. Twitching I leaned in and started prying it off harder. After many attempts the napkin was off, but he was still all sticky. Knowing Kratos he would get another napkin stuck to him.
I starred at Kratos, as I just sat there, leaning over from where I had just got the napkin off him. We looked at each other for a few seconds, then without another thought, we both leaned in closer and another moment was shared. I just couldn't get enough of him lately. Every second, I wanted to be with him every second.
"Let's finish eating," Kratos spoke breaking away and jabbed at his pancake once more. I flushed a dark red, but tried to cover up my embarassment by shoving a large piece of pancake in my mouth. The flavor was awfully good this morning, like something Kratos didn't make. It tasted like something the Wonder Chef would make. Licking my lips, I pushed my plate away and yawned.
"I'm full," I spoke, just sitting next to Kratos. Kratos finished his pancakes.
"Is it off?" Kratos asked looking over at me. To be honest, he was covered with more syrup then when he had started with the napkin, and I was half to blame for that. Heh. Swiftly shaking my head, I grinned, trying to lighten my spirirts.
"No, it might not ever come off, I'll just have to lick it off everytime you have pancakes," I spoke, grinning. Kratos looked at me, spacless for a few minutes then gave a soft chuckle then looked at the hundreds of pancakes that laid in front of us. I looked over also and just starred at them. He was a fast cook, and it was sometimes so inconvient.
"I wouldn't mind that," I heard Kratos chime as he picked up his plate and chucked it in the sink. I looked at Kratos as he fiddeled with the cabinets. Sitting there, I looked down at my clasped hands and I was shaking a bit, still overthrilled with how much we cared for each other.
"You didn't have to make so many pancakes Kratos," I spoke, just starring at all the pancakes sitting on the table. Thousands upon thousands of stacks of pancakes. To be honest, I couldn't even see through the doughy mess to the stairs. Frowning I waited for Kratos' reasoning. Maybe he used too much batter.
"Well, I just wanted to make sure you had enough. Wouldn't want you hungry," Kratos spoke. The conversation had suddenely turned from pancakes to somehting else as Kratos finished is speech. But I wasn't too sure what Kratos was thinking. Yawning, I watched as Kratos put a few plates away, busy as ever.
"I don't need that much," I spoke, truthfully speaking about pancakes, but for some reason I concluded Kratos thought it was something different. Tilting my head in confusion, I watched as Kratos put away one more plate and sat down next to me, with the slightest smile.
"Well sometimes you need more then you think you do," He spoke, with a slight smile. How right he was. I sighed then smiled back at him and looked out to the window. It wasn't a sunny day like always, it was a dark and grey day. No wonder I had slept through the whole day.
"It's awfully dark out there," I spoke to Kratos, not taking my eyes off the window. Kratos looked at me curiously, turned around and looked out the window. He seemed as stunned as me to actually seemed a lousy day. The day couldn't conflict with our moods worse. We both were so high-spirted but the weather was so crappy. Teriffic, guess we would stay in for the rest of the day, well the evening.
"Guess we can't go to Meltokio," Kratos sighed turning back around to face me. Shrugging I looked beyond Kratos and just starred at the window. Usually it was never dark at this time. Looking closely, I noticed it had started to rain. The gentle sound of a light rain hitting the roof was always good. But?... it was a gentle rain but I could hear the rain above us so loud. Kratos also picked up on this odd occurness. My heart sank as I got up and ran around the table to the stairs. Seeming startled, Kratos got up and followed me, not sure what I was doing.
Racing up the stairs, I swung open the door to my room and starred blankly as the whole room had been drenched with rain water. This wasn't good at all. The bed was completely crashed, everything was destroyed. I sulked as lowered my head. Kratos ran upon behind me and looked at my trashed room. He placed his hand on my shoulder.
"Yuan, I'm sorry. Guess you'll have to sleep in my ro-" Kratos began then flushed a dark red. I could tell because he stopped and seemed awfully uncomfortable. Trying not to laugh at how childish Kratos was being I sighed and turned around, and tried to smile back at him.
"It's ok. I didn't have anything of that much value anyway. But thanks Kratos for your propercision," I spoke, my eyes glimmering. A sudden urge told me that Kratos had happened for a reason. That sly bastard. But still, I couldn't complain.
"Heh, alright then Yuan. It'll be just like a sleepover!" He spoke, sounding excited. Sleepover? I had no clue what he was talking about and just starred at him. Did he mean that I had to sleep over him or he had to sleep over me? Then why didn't he just say.. I was so confused.
"What the hell is that?" I asked, trying to think why Kratos would use the world 'sleepover'. Kratos beamed at me and seemed stunned that I didn't know what one was. Taking my hand, he seemed like he was going to go through a long explaniation on a sleepover.
"You never had one when you were a kid, did you Yuan? Well, it's basically where two friends sleep in each other's rooms, stay up late talking, eating, and such," Kratos spoke smiling. So that's what it was. But knowing Kratos, we wouldn't do so much talking if I was going to sleep in his room. I couldn't help but laugh in my thoughts.
"So we're going to have a 'sleepover' everynight?" I asked casually. Kratos stroked his chin for a few minutes before answering my apending question. Trying not to stutter with questions, I awaited Kratos' answer. I was curious on what he had for ideas.
"Well I guess we can't call it a sleepover anymore," He spoke with a smirk. I tried not to laugh but once again I laughed and shook my head with a roll of the eyes. I knew the idea of staying up everynight talking and eating would be replaced by something else in Kratos' mind.
"Whatever you want, just make sure I get atleast some sleep,"I spoke, with a slight smile. Kratos shook his head and then shrugged his shoulders and ran a hand through his hair.
"I can't promise you that," He spoke, looking guility. Yep, he certaintly had a few things on his mind. I laughed and then leaned my head against his shoulder and yawned. I was still extremely groggy from earlier and wasn't in the mood to have long drown out conversations.
"I take it you want to go sleep early?" Kratos spoke. I could barely reply as I drifted halfway into slumber. I was half asleep but I could hear Kratos breathing and I could tell he was amused.
"Yuan?" He asked. I didn't reply, I wanted to rest. I felt his arms wrap around me as he picked me up and carried me down to his room.
He set me down on the bed. It was extremely warm in Kratos' room but that was better then the cold and damp feeling that my room held. I remained silent, trying to fall asleep. I felt Kratos sit down beside me and stroked my hair.
"Well then Yuan, sweet dreams," I could feel his lips touch my forehead. "You deserve it" I slowly fell into a light slumber with Kratos contently running his hands through my hair.
It wasn't long before I heard a door slam and many voices scream. I jolted up from my dreams, horrified. Kratos wasn't in the room and my heart sank. I got up, banging into a few walls still being half asleep and managed to walk into the kitchen where Kratos sat hunched over the table, the front door was hanging on only one hinge, as the rain came blasting in. On Kratos' face bore the most depressed and stressed look ever. He was breathing heavily as the thunder boomed in the background. I ran up to him and shook him softly.
"Kratos, are you ok?" I asked softly. No reply, I looked at his face. He was extremely pale and he was shaking incredibly. I began to fear what had happened. "Kratos, please answer me. What happened?" I asked pushing his bangs out of his eyes. After a few moments he looked over at me, with the most dead look I had ever seen on his face.
"Yuan.. he's gone... he's gone.."
"Who's gone Kratos?" I spoke lightly shaking him. He tightly shut his eyes as tears streamed down his face. He was shaking a lot and his face was as white as a ghost. I gulped and waited for Kratos to reply.
"He's gone... he's gone... my son's dead"