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I Can See the Wind
By: RuRu
Nami's POV
Chapter 3
Spring DAY 3 Time: 3:46 PM Weather: Cloudy
'What....the....what the hell is that smell?'
I rose up slowly and looked around, my surroundings were far from recognizable. I winced as an unexpected pain shot up my leg; the washcloth that seemingly had been placed on my forehead fell onto the azure quilt that covered me.
"Where am I...." I stated aloud, rubbing my throbbing head tenderly.
The aroma I had smelled earlier grew stronger as I slowly regained my sense of reality. It smelled like soup, but who was fixing it? I drew the covers back and unknowingly stepped down onto the hard wood floor; my ankle reminded me I was incapable of performing such a task by sending me right back down on the soft bed.
"Dammit...." I muttered, cursing my ankle for causing me to appear so weak.
"Are you feeling any better?" A calmed voice asked me from the doorway.
I jerked my head towards the noise to see Jack standing there. I was stunned momentarily, but soon mentally shook myself from it and glared at him. He cocked his head slightly and sighed a defeated sigh.
"Look I'm sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to hurt you." He said, keeping his distance.
What the hell is this guy's problem? DOES HE ENJOY BUGGING THE CRAP OUT OF ME? If so, it's beginning to work.
My eye twitched as the anger began boiling up inside of me. I usually never raised me voice, most of the time I quietly steamed, but this Jack fellow just pissed me off too no extent! He couldn't take the hint I didn't want to see his hideous face!
"Why can't you just leave me alone!?" I exclaimed, infuriated with him, no, at the very sight of him.
"Because, I feel responsible for what's happened these past few days." He said, frowning.
I grimaced, his childish antics were starting to become rather old. I shuddered as I remembered our first encounter; that was memorable. After all he had gotten slammed into a brick wall and followed by adoring fans on his way home.
He looked at me with a depressed look; a look that meant he wanted forgiveness for his actions. As if I was going to grant him that wish, that prayer. He hadn't even begun to repay me, and as far as I am concerned he never will.
"Why did you bring me here....and where the hell am I for starters?!" I yelled, growing more and more furious by the minute.
"I took you to my house, I thought that maybe-"
"WHAT!? YOU TOOK ME OFF THE STREET AND CARRIED ME UP TO YOUR HOUSE IN FRONT OF EVERYONE?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT PEOPLE COULD BEGIN TO THINK?! THEY MIGHT BELIEVE SOMETHING ELSE IS GOING ON YOU PIG!" I cried, past rage.
I could feel a vein in my forehead pounding though and decided to not push myself any farther. After all, even if I did decide to kick his pathetic ass I couldn't walk over to him to pull it off; I was grounded for the time being.
"...." Jack was too stunned to say anything.
I glared at him and stated angrily, "Fine we'll remain in silence until I can walk, and then I'll beat the living hell out of you."
I never thought it possible for anyone to be able to cause me such frustration and anger, but my theory had been proven wrong the moment I met this guy. He really knew how to bring out the worst in me.
"Look for what it's worth I'm sorry...." He said, appearing yet again unaffected by my comments.
"Just take me home." I replied, trying to suppress my anger.
He sighed and walked over towards the food he was preparing....well I can only guess he was the one preparing it. He stirred it and turned the heat down on low; supposedly to let it simmer.
"Just eat something to regain your energy before I take you home, okay?" He beckoned, stirring the steaming mixture once more.
My frown deepened; eat his food? It'd all probably be disgusting and cause me too throw up. He poured some of the soup into a bowl and walked over towards me. I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, glaring at him.
He handed me the soup and backed away, giving me my space. I warily took the spoon in my hand and gave into the cries coming from my stomach. I slowly took at sip of the liquid and gasped; it was actually edible.
"Is it okay?" He asked, a slightly nervous look appearing on his face.
"I've tasted better...." I said, taking another bite.
He smirked slightly and sat down, letting me eat in peace and quiet. The one he's done so far I mildly appreciate, letting me have my space and getting silent. When I finished he took my dishes and washed them, then put them away carefully so as not to break them.
"Okay, so do you want me to take you back to the Inner Inn now?" He asked me.
"Yes, that's what I wanted in the very beginning." I replied, irritation apparent in my voice.
"Right...." He stated, trying to help me up.
I yanked free from his grasp, and fell backwards again. He sighed and shook his head, and yes I knew I'd need his help....
I stood up using my able leg and held onto his shoulder. I held onto it more roughly then need be, but he didn't appear to notice. I began moving faster and faster until I guess he couldn't keep up with me. His balance and mine became shaky and I began to fall to the side. He grabbed me around my waist quickly and pulled me up, accidentally whipping me around and making me end up a few inches away from his face.
"uh...." He stammered, going wide eyed.
It's one of those unexplainable moments I guess, where you're not quite sure of what you should do. Should you pull away, or let the other person? I couldn't exactly pull away, strangely I had ended up frozen to the spot where I stood.
He must have sensed this because he slowly pulled away, but held onto my waist still so I wouldn't fall. When I finally came back to reality I realized what had happened. I felt my face turning a fiery red color, I felt the urge to punch him, but couldn't bring myself to do it.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that." He said, chuckling nervously.
"Then what the hell did you mean to do!?" I exclaimed, trying to shield my flaming cheeks.
"I didn't want you to fall and hurt yourself again!" He retorted, finally getting annoyed.
"Look I can handle myself!" I exclaimed, my cheeks turning back to their original pale color.
"My gosh! Believe it or not Nami, someday you'll find that you need to depend on other people; not just yourself!" He exclaimed, his calm face turning to a somewhat angered face.
I was taken aback a bit by his comment; usually nothing like this bothered me. His face turned peaceful again and he sighed.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have raised my voice like that...." He said, while still sighing heavily.
"No you shouldn't have! Who are you to judge me before you even know me!" I exclaimed, clinching my fists, causing my knuckles to begin to turn white.
"Okay, let me just take you home." He offered again, releasing my waist and allowing me take his shoulder.
I gripped his shoulder harder then previous time and went down his steep hill gradually. We were in silence the entire way back to the Inner Inn, and I was thankful for that. I didn't feel like dealing with his remarks. When we arrived Tim came and helped me up to my room, and Jack followed him up the steps for no apparent reason. Then Tim left us alone and went back down the steps.
"I'm sorry about everything Nami, I truly and honestly am. Please just forgive me." He begged, a depressed look now visible on his face.
I thought about it for a few minutes, and sighed. I couldn't just despise this guy forever, it'd get old really fast. He looked at me hopefully in this moment of silence, and I couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Which was a whole new emotion to me.
"Listen, I should have been watching were I was going that day, and I'm sorry you got your back hurt. It should have been me who hit that wall....not you." I stated, unable to even glance at him.
My mother had always told me to be courteous to others and give respect where respect was deserved, and as of right now she'd see Jack as the good guy. So I couldn't disobey her, I had to face facts and forgive Jack....and also apologize; she would have done the same thing.
"And I'm sorry I've been a bitch to you about everything, I should have been at least a little nicer about you helping me." I finally got out, and for some reason I felt a great deal better.
He smiled at me, "I'm glad that we could resolve this."
"Yeah whatever." I said, rather rudely.
He smirked and chuckled, "That's the Nami I know."
I was about to say that he didn't know me, but I had a feeling like that would cause another argument and I really didn't have the energy to deal with another one; so I let it pass. And another thing I had a feeling about was rather I wanted to or not, this guy was going to try his very hardest to get closer to me.
That was not a feeling I was welcoming at the moment, but I guess I wouldn't have to much of an opinion in the matter. He extended his hand as a final agreement to the argument and I stretched mine out to shake it, finalizing that our argument was over with.
"So I guess I'll see you later then?" He said, raising his eyebrows slightly.
I just nodded and waved goodbye to him, signaling I was tired of talking to him. He understood and bid me farewell, leaving me standing near the now empty doorway. I closed my door and locked it, then hopped over to my bed and laid done.
This guy was so strange, when I told him to leave me alone he wouldn't and he always pushed right back when I shoved him away. I barely knew him and already I found that there was a like/hate relationship being. I shook my head frantically and rolled over on my back, my ankle propped up on a few pillows.
I didn't know what to do anymore, what I should think about leaving. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the gold locket. It was warm from being in my pocket and I kissed the outside of it.
"Mom, I don't know what you meant....but I guess I should follow your advice and go with what fate brings me."
END THE DRAMATICALLY SHORT CHAPTER 3
RuRu: I actually really enjoyed that chapter! :D She has a language problem, but that'll slacken a bit more as the chapter's go on. She just isn't the happiest of people at the moment. Did I do a better job this chapter? 0.0
Chichiri: Don't forget about the POV thing. No da!
RuRu: Oh right! Someone mentioned about the POV changes, and I'm really happy you mentioned that! Yes, there will be a few chapters where Jack will take into POV and possibly a few other characters, just to give a little interest in this story! :D So until the next update....
Cheers to the fans of Harvest Moon. PEACE!