Jessica: Eh, it's not five reviews but seeing how many people have been looking into the my story does make me happy. So, here is number six, and hopefully I can make this story more interesting. -sigh-
Twice In A Lifetime
Chapter Six
Steel metal hitting other metal echoed down the forest. Lord Athrun's was at the brutal fight. His squire was also at arms with two others, with shim panting already. That boy will need to be trained harder then. Lord Athrun's then turned his sights back towards the person in a black cloak fighting with him. Athrun's jumped to the left just when a sword cut off a slight nip of hair. Using his foot, he pulled the enemies weight against him. And sent him flying to the ground. With two swift pulls, Athrun's sliced down the mans stomach and chest. A spray of blood spilled across his face. Turning, Athrun's then turned to battle the other two but was already defeated by his squire. "Lord Athrun's, are you hurt?" He asked wiping sweat the traveled down his face. Athrun merely shook his head. "A few nips, but I am-" "Lord Athrun's, behind you!" Athrun turned as the bleeding enemy stood before him. "Tis only done to save your soul." He began, and shoved the dirk within Athrun's side. The mans body fell to the floor, having a pool of blood finally take his last breath.
Cagalli was looking out onto the land from the highest room from the hall. 'How did I get into the ocean?' Her thoughts were scattered like the ash's from a cremated body. Catching something from the corner of her eye as she turned to the left was.. Athrun's body slumped onto his hoarse. "Lord Athrun's!" Cagalli gasped as she speed down the halls. 'Pease be alive, please be alive.' By the time she arrived at the stables, Athrun's men were discussing means of treatment. "We are to get the leaches?" One of them asked. "Yes, leaches cures everything!" The other exclaimed. Cagalli gasped as the one of them helped their Lord from his stallion and laid him onto a small cot. Pushing aside the men, she kneeled down to Athrun's body. A dirk was logged in his ribs! And these people think LEACHES will help matters! "Are you crazy! Put those things away! Get rid of them for all I care! Get me some clean cloths, warm water.. and a needle and thread. And make sure the place the needle over an open flame for a moment!" She added. Seeing as no one was moving. "Do not stand there! MOVE!" The men looked questing around. They were men, and what would a slave know what to do? Still no movement, that was until Cagalli pulled out someone else dirk from within their sheath. "Do as I say, or I will use this!" She yelled. That made them move. Hovering back over Athrun's, Cagalli pushed his hair back. "Athrun's, you do not need to wake up. I am right here. Plus," Cagalli's words got stuck in her throat when she seen how much blood continued to ooze down Athrun's wound and his face paled a bit. "You might not feel this when I take it out." When the men arrived back, Cagalli gulped as she tore open his shirt to get a better look. The dirk was lodged to the hilt. The men surrounded her and gave an on look. Placing both hands on the hilt and with about twenty five eyes on her, Cagalli began to pull. Athrun's body winced. The blade did not even wiggle. "Mayhap we should pour some ale down the blade?" the bruised and slight battered squire asked. Cagalli though for a moment.. was that a good this to do? Biting her lower lip, Cagalli nodded as the men sent for the only bottle of ale within the keep. "Athrun's, I am going to pull again as soon as I pour some ale onto the wound. It may also get out the dirt from your wound as well." When someone placed the bottle of ale into her hands, she was already pouring it onto his wound. A slight movement from Athrun's but nothing. Cagalli placing the now empty bottle, after taking a swig for herself, placed the bottle onto the ground and gripped the hilt. '1 ... 2 ... 3' And the pulled the slowly retreating dirk. The sound was making her sick and her upper arms were already burning. It sound like a suction cup that was trying to come off glass. Giving one last tug, she threw the dirk as she cleansed the wound with warm ripped cloths and placed both hands over the wound to stop the gushing. Leaving one hand on the wound, the placed her other out as she placed the needle in her hand. Pulling away her hand, she began to stitch as perfectly and fast as possible. Yelling for more shredded cloths as she worked, Cagalli's mind began to work about what she will need to do after wards. Closing the wound, she began to clean around one last time and instructed the men to CARFULLY take Athrun's to his chambers. Finally things were turning back to slow paced. CAgalli sat on the ground taking deep breaths as sweat dropped to the floor. Commander Yzak came behind her and squatted. "Ye did good lass. Aye, ye did good." he whispered as he placed a hand on her shoulder. Cagalli gave a wobbly smile towards him over her shoulder and nodded.
Cagalli lied next to a slapping Athrun's. Her fingers drifting through his hair. "Woman, thank ye." he whispered suddenly. Cagalli blinked. "For what?" she whispered. "Not letting those damn leaches near my body," he replied giving a soft laugh. "Anytime." she whispered.
"Yzak! Get my a tub half filled with hot water, and then make sure to get some buckets filled with cool water! Not cooled water, cool!" Cagalli yelled as Athrun's body splashed against the bed and sweat poured down his face
"Nay papa! I swear! T'was no I the killed the hound. T'was like that when I looked onto him!" The voice of a ten year old boy yelled from within the dark dungeon. Hearing no response, Athrun's yelled again from within the darkness. "Papa! I beseech you! Papa!" Athrun's yelled until his voice turned hollow.
"Lower him gently!" Cagalli instructed them. Athrun's body still thrashed as she heard him yelling out his nightmare. Knowing she would not like his men to hear such a thing, Cagalli sent them away. Turning to the remaining person, commander Yzak visibly gulped as he looked onto her. "Help me keep him down as I pour water over him!" Cagalli yelled over Athrun's yelling. Yzak nodded and began to hold down Athrun's within the tub. Water splashed over the rim. Cagalli also placed her hand on Athrun's to help and as she also pour the cool water over his jumping body. Even though the world has already seen his naked body, Cagalli only looked onto the important matters at hand.
Athrun's felt cold hands keep him down, there were so many hands. Knowing the only escape he began to punch into thin air. Feeling contact a few times, he still continued to punch. Then, cool water was pouring down his scorching body. And.. and soft hands were stroking back his hair. "It's aright Athrun's. I am here. I am here." An angel.. he was in hell and an angel and finally sought out to his rescue. She even smoothed away hells fire from his body and slowly, even in darkness he drifted to sleep where this time he awoke within a large field with her golden haired angel smiling with open arms.
"Keep the men out, but keep a steady hand of water. Also bring some broth so we can put something into his body." Cagalli sighed as she wiped down Athrun's naked body with a cold wet cloth. It was almost sunrise and Athrun's has had a fever for three days. Three days that was hell for Cagalli that was for sure. "How you feel?" Yzak asked as he returned. Cagalli only looked after Athrun's. "Fine. You?" She asked looking towards Yzak. "I have suffered worse, and so has Athrun's... He will get better lass. He's to tough to let a small thing like this get the best of him." Wiping down Athrun's once more, did Cagalli layed down beside him. Giving a short sigh, did she finally fall asleep.
Cagalli was cleaning out Athrun's chambers when a croaking noise came from the buddy huddled under the sheets. "Athrun's! Your awake!" Cagalli sighed happily as she stood by his side. Athrun's eyes blinked a few times as he gave her a weak smile. 'Food' was her first word.. or mouthed his you wish to say.. or maybe even a groan. "You can only have liquids until your stomach can handle tougher foods." Cagalli said while picking up a wooden bowl from the side table. Athrun's finally opened his eyes to get a clear view- "Saints Kari! What was done to your eye!" Athrun's said when he finished getting a clear view of Kari. "Aye, that should be something asked." Said a black and blue commander leaning against the door frame. Athrun's jaw dropped. "Yzak! What... have the two of you been brawling!" he asked looking. Now seeing, Kari had dark shadows under her eyes and seemed a bit paler. "Well the tale began-" "Yzak!" Cagalli warned, to the shutting up Yzak. Athrun's raised a brow towards the two. "I am the Lord of this keep and I wish to know what has happened." Athrun's demanded. Yzak fidgeted a few times then finally admitted after Cagalli gave sigh in defeat. "Well, it started with you beginning brought half to death back to the keep. Then, Kari was the one that stitched you up and even stayed by your side whilst you had a fever. ALSO, you are the reason why Kari would have a shiner in her eye and I barely walking because of ye." The blue haired lord blinked and covered his face. "Tell me, my arse was not shown to the damn whole world." Athrun said. He got his answer by the silence of his friend for many years and his angel. Once again keeping him safe and sane. "But.. who was it that tried to kill you?" Yzak asked as he turned and started to limp out. Athrun and Cagalli looked at each other, each concerning about the other.
"The assassin was killed. But, we know not if Lord Athrun lived or not." Said a shadow. The other jumped smirked as he turned toward the shadowed figure and shot the shadow right in the head. "I do know. He still lives, and my fairy seems to have the same hatred for Lord Arthur." Placing the gun within his wooden chest, the man pushed the once shadowed figure out of the window to plummet into the alligator infested waters.
Jessica: OO... THAT WAS MY BEST CHAPTER! HAHAHAHAH! I am so happy. So, tell me and you know. All that junk... Keep hopping me little ninja bunnies!