By KiraiSoldier
Gomen ne, this chapter took so long to write...I could not find the right begging to this act...but here it is! Alas, the first chapter of Act 2 of Nobody's Listening! But just to let you know, the delay on this part of the story mainly came due to the fact that I had been getting ready for FanimeCON 05, the Bay Area's premire anime convention. It was held from May 27-30. I went for 3 out of the 4 days, and I spent sooo much money it was not even funny. Here are some of the things I bought:
Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon manga vol. 1-5 (beautiful chinese version!): $10!
Giant Inu-Yasha Wall Scroll: $15!
Gorgeous, Giant Sailor Moon World Wall Scroll: $8!
Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon DJ Moon 3 CD: $35!
Pretty Sailor Moon SuperS Poster: $15!
Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon StarS Manga (english text) vol. 1-2: $8!
The Slayers: Next VHS collection: $5!
BIshoujo Senshi Sailor Moon S: Moonlight Destiny CD Single: $20! (very, very rare)
Pretty Soldier Sailor Moon: Best Songs Collection: Pretty Cast: $15 (I have not seen this in years, japanese import iteam)
Inu-Yasha 1/9 Risen Figures: Inu-Yasha, Sango, Kikyo (fully painted and asembled!): $230 (these figures have been painted by an expert artist and pretty much shimmer and glow)
Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon 1/8 Risen Figures: Super Sailor Moon, Eternal Sailor Moon, Sailor Saturn (Sera Myu version!), Sailor Mercury, and Sailor Venus:
$485 (I bought these from the same dealer as the inu-yasha firgures! These are absoultly gorgeous!)
P.S. ---- This chapter is very, very angsty, full of romance and suspence. So if you do not like any of them, do not read. Also, just as a side note, this chapter has been edited due to criteria. If you would like the full, graphic version.
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/ DREAM SEQUENCE /
Katara stood in the middle of a bloody battle field. Her clothes tattered and torn to shreads, dried blood covered her face,
dirt and mud cacked her feet and legs. "AANG! AA-AA-NG!" She called repeatedly. Salty tears poured over her blood-spattered face as she looked around the battle grounds in panick. "AANG!" Her screams could curdle blood, as if she where a banshee.
"WHY? WHY! WHY! WHY!" She screamed at the top of her vocie as she sank to the blood-soaked ground, she began to beat her fists on the ground. "WHY! WHY! WHY!" She screamed over and over. Her husband, Aang, lay in a bloody heap on the ground before her. His body mangled.
She covered her head with her hands as more tears spilled from her eyes. A chilling wind swept through the crimson-stained valley, taking the scent of fresh blood and flesh as it went. The sky was an evil shade of red, clouds quickly formed over the heavens.
They poured thier tears of sorrow onto the departed soldiers of the southern water tribes. An entire Imperial army had been destroyed within a few short hours. It's commander lay lifeless in his wife's arms.
/ END DREAM /
Katara bolted up-right from her current sleeping postion. Crystal tears where streaming down her cheeks, landing softly on the silk covers below. Her copper curls matted and in knots and tangles. She gingerly put her trembling hands over her face, as if to stiful the crys that wanted to escape her. She bit her bottom lip to stay her cries of fright, but it was more than enought to wake her dreamer husband. Aang grogily sat up. "Ka- (yawn) tar (yawn) a"
He said as he rubbed his eyes free of sleep. When he had fully awakened, he saw the state of his wife. Shuddering and sobbing softly into her silken bed sheets.
"Katara?" He whispered in fear as he gently pulled her into his embrace. Her sobs grew harder as she wrapped her arms around his waist, her cheek pressed aganist his bare, muscular chest. "Katara..." He whispered as he hugged her more tightly. "I'm scared! Soo scared!" She said as she sobbed even harder. "What happened?" He asked in a soothing tone. "I had -- (sob) another (cry) dream..." She said as she attempted to whip her eyes dry, only to have more tears explode from her eyes. "A dream?" Aang asked, suddenly panick-striken. Katara was now about ready to colapase from crying and deression as she held even tighter to Aang. "Yeah..." She said as she tried to get out of bed.
Only to be pulled back into the silken mass by a pair of strong arms. Katara now lay beneath Aang. He was holding her down by her arms, then he too gently collapsed on top on her. They lay like that for about 20 minutes before Katara stirred. "No. Please...just stay..." he said as he tried to hold her down. But try as she might, Katara could not find the strenght to push her beloved off her body. Aang then began to kiss her neck, slowly, ever so slowly. Katara shivered beneath him. Soon their lips meet in deep kiss, when they broke, Aang lain his head down on Katara's chest. It was now the early hours of the morning, sheets of rain poured down from the heavens. Katara and Aang lay in each other's embrace as they listened to the heavy down-pour. Soon they had once again drifted off into sleep.
/ That Morning /
Katara sat at her oak table, eating her morning rice with egg and sipping steaming hot jasmine tea. She gave off a sickly apperance, her hair in a messy bun at the top of ehr head, her face pail with despair, robes hanging off her fraile and skin-and-bone body more than usual. Suki, Sokka, and there child walked into the room and sat down at the table. Sokka dishing himself some rice, Suki cradleing her now 8 month old infant. Katara did not look up as she heard her niece coo and laugh with happiness, or when Sokka asked her to pass the soy sauce. She simplely slid the pitcher of sauce accross the table.
When Suki finally got a hint that there was something wrong with her sister-in-law, she spoke up. "Katara, what is wrong with you?" She asked curtly as she feed her child. Katara did not answer, she just closed her eyes and bowed her head down low. Her bangs shielding her eyes from view, she quietly began to sob. Tears fell from her cheeks to her robes below. Aang then entered the room. "Ahh, Aangy-boy. Welcome, join the party." Suki said tartly as she acknowlaged his presence.
Katara still sobbed silently, not even able too look up. Aang drew out a chair from the table and sat down next to Katara. As he sat down, he scooted the chair as close to Katara as it would go. Aang bent his head down and whispered something into her ear. At that instant, he sobs grew loud, and she then through her arms around his neck.
She held onto his tightly, never wanting to let go. And then she threw herself from him and dashed out of the room. Spilling her rice and tea as she slammed the door shut.
"What's with her?" Sokka asked as he looked from Suki to Aang, who currently had his head in his hands, looking a defeated man. "I've been summoned to be the commander of the protective forces. We are at war again." He said as he gave a deep bow to Suki, Sokka, and their child. And with those words, he left the room.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Ha! How is that for a cliffy! Tell me what you think:)