A/N:This didn't take as long as I thought. It's probably because this is one of my favourite chapters. The next chapter should be up fairly soon too. It's another good one.
Thanks to TearShield Alchemist for reviewing!
CHAPTER VIII Lust, Comfort and uh…
Pepper Spray
As Fllay walks Home…
Fllay was humming happily to herself. She could hardly wait for her date with Kira tomorrow. She was so happy that not even the fact that the sky was gray bothered her. But she stopped when it began to rain.
"Aw… rain ruining my perfect mood… and hair!" She quickly put the hood on her jacket over her head. "There we go! Much better!" She chirped, then continued down the sidewalk.
A little bit farther down the sidewalk she stopped upon reaching that tree. Nicol was still lying beneath it, unconscious. "So adorable…" she thought. "-Wait a minute… what's wrong with me? I'm thinking about how cute Nicol is when he clearly needs some serious medical attention… Why did I leave him in the first place anyway-? And WHY do I think he's cute!" She mentally kicked herself for being so stupid then quickly kneeled down beside him and gave him a gentle shake.
"Nicol? Are you all right? Come on, wake up…" she whispered. "Nicol-?"
The rain was coming down hard and the tree wasn't protecting them from the rain. Lucky for Fllay she was wearing her rain jacket. Nicol on the other hand wasn't so lucky. He was almost completely soaked at this point.
"Oh… you poor thing…" she whispered, sitting him up in her arms and resting his head on her shoulder. (She's surprisingly kind… doesn't really fit her…) Finally, his eyes opened. Groaning, he turned his head to look at her. "Are you an angel?" he asked weakly. (He must have hit his head pretty hard to be sayin' that!) Fllay giggled. "Stop it…"
He seemed to finally realize what was going on because his eyes suddenly widened. "Where am I?" He asked hoarsely. "-You're outside… under a tree… and you've been unconscious for the last half hour. "Oohh…" he whispered quietly. Fllay hugged him closer. "You really shouldn't try to get up. You're bruised pretty badly…"
"No, I'm sure it's fine…" Nicol freed himself from her grip and tried to stand up but cried out when he felt a sharp pain shoot through his leg. He collapsed back to the ground. Fllay held him again and he didn't seem to care. "Your leg is really bruised…" she whispered. "Do you want me to help you walk home?"
He sighed. "That's kind of you to offer, but my home is quite far from here… it would take too long… and I don't want to be a burden…"
"Well, then you can stay at my house until your leg is good enough to walk on. It's not far from here," she offered. "-No, it's fine, really-" Nicol began but she cut him off, "Oh, don't be silly."
He sighed again. "Well… if you insist…"
"Honestly, Nicol! It's not a problem!" She told him, throwing his arm over her shoulder and helping him stand up. "That's good... I feel so bad about this…" he muttered. With a sigh, she couldn't help but think: "I'm the one who should feel bad. I made you fall out of the tree in the first place!"
At the Hahnenfuss Residence, 1:30…
Shiho sighed as she laid on her bed in her packed up room. Her family was to move in three days. None the less, she was still grounded for attempting to make out with Yzak. She had, of course, gotten her vaccination at noon, but as soon as she got home her father sent her to her room.
Shiho sighed again and rolled over onto her side. "I want you Yzak…" she muttered. "And I'm going to get you…"
Suddenly, the door opened and her mother walked in. "Shiho," she said, "we need to talk."
"I don't want to talk…" she said, putting her pillow over her face. "Well, we need to talk," she replied sternly, sitting down beside her. "Listen, I just want to know why you'd go off and kiss someone infected with the Coordinator Plague. It's suicide."
"I love Yzak, and I don't care if he's sick or not," Shiho said. "Oh, so that's what this is. You still love Yzak?" Her mother asked. "Yes I do. Is there something wrong with that?" She asked. "No, but does he feel the same way about you?" She answered Shiho's question with yet another question. "Um… well… sort of… he kissed me back… a bit…" she replied rather quietly. "Even if he doesn't love me right now, I'll make him later."
"You can't make someone love you, dear," her mother stated. "No! You don't understand! He hasn't had a chance yet! He doesn't know what I'm like! But he'll see, and he'll love me back," Shiho shouted. "You know what? Some day you're going to look back on this and think about how foolish it really is. You're just infatuated," her mother said. "No I'm not," Shiho snapped. "I truly love him! And time won't destroy that!"
"Next time, don't go up into someone's home and attempt to make out with their deathly ill seventeen-year-old. That's just embarrassing…" she muttered. Shiho rolled her eyes. "You just wait and see… he's going to be my boyfriend some day…"
"Okay," her mother said with a shrug as she got up to leave. "But do me a favor and don't come home someday lovelessly knocked up by your 'boyfriend' ."
"MOM!"
At the Jule Mansion, 2:00…
Dearka had walked the rest of the way. Frankly, he was too shocked to keep running. He was still having a hard time believing what Miriallia had said. For the date, she asked if they could go on a long romantic walk through the park. (Note she didn't actually say 'romantic'.) This was the exact opposite of how he thoughtshe felt about him.
When he arrived at the Jule mansion, he rang the doorbell twice really fast. (That's my way of ringing the doorbell… Yeah, come on, you do it too.) Ezaria came to the door immediately.
"Hey, how's Yzak?" Dearka asked. "He's sick with a mutated cold virus," she lied. "You've had the latest Coordinator shots, right?"
Dearka raised an eyebrow. "…Uh… sure… let's go with that… -Can I see him?"
"Well, I suppose so…" she sighed. "But don't take too long. He's very sick."
"Thanks," he said briefly, walking past her, up the stairs and into Yzak's room. He had no idea what she was talking about when she said, "Latest Coordinator Shots". So he just decided to take his chances with the mutated cold virus, assuming that was all it was.
"Hi Yzak!" He said as loudly as possible without Ezaria hearing. Yzak groaned. "Dearka? What the hell do you want?"
"I wanted to see how my best buddy in the whole wide world was doing," he joked. He sighed. "This fever is killing me… and that's not the only thing..."
"How high is it?" Dearka asked, ignoring his last remark. "104 going on 105…" he answered. "I've been laying in the same spot since yesterday… -And guess what?"
"I don't know, what?" Asked Dearka. "You know Shiho? That chick who wouldn't stop following us around two years ago?" Yzak told him. "Oh her… she was pretty hot," he said smirking. "Yeah, whatever… -Anyway, her father is my family's doctor and when he came over with some fever medication for me he brought Shiho and she just jumped on top of me and started kissing me! And then she told me she loved me!" Yzak said rather loudly. "Well, you don't have to brag about it," Dearka said, crossing his arms. He frowned. "I'm not bragging, I'm bitching."
"Yeah," he laughed. "So, do you like her too?"
"I don't know, maybe…" he muttered. "But I don't love her…"
"Well you should. She's a total score," Dearka said. "Speaking of scores… you know that Miriallia girl?"
"Think so… wasn't she one of those girls with a top score?" He asked. "Yeah. And I've got a date with her for tomorrow. It was kinda strange how it happened, actually. I ran into her on my way over here and she got all weird and asked me out," Dearka said with a shrug. Yzak laughed. "Wait, she asked you out? Oh, that's weak!"
"Oh, gimme a break… no girl would want to touch you… not even with a ten foot pole…" he hissed. "Dearka, get out," Yzak said calmly. "Yeah, no problem. Stubborn bastard…" Dearka muttered. Yzak growled, while a few thoughts of beating the hell out of him popped into his mind. But his fever obviously disagreed with that. So he just let it go.
When Dearka had gone, Ezaria came into the room. "How are you feeling?" She asked. He rolled his eyes. "Why, I've never been better, Mother. Thanks for asking."
"Hm. Aren't you just a ray of sunshine," she joked, sticking a thermometer into his mouth. He rolled his eyes again. "If you don't stop that I'm going to have to gash your eyes out," she said with a smirk. Yzak smirked as well. She threatened that jokingly all the time. It was more of a way to get him to laugh rather than to get him to stop rolling his eyes at her.
Ezaria finally removed the thermometer from his mouth. "104," she read. "Well at least it's not 105…" Yzak muttered as he closed his eyes. "There's still time…" she thought nervously.
The Next Day, 1:00 P.M. …
Dearka sighed as he walked towards Miriallia's home. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea… She did seem a bit… odd… What if she was a stalker? Dearka mentally kicked himself for thinking something so stupid. But still… what if-?
When he arrived, he took a deep breath and rang the doorbell twice really fast. The door opened immediately and there stood Miriallia. "Hey, Dearka…" she greeted, sounding depressed.
They walked towards the park in silence. Dearka looked up at the sky. "Hmm… looks like it's going to rain today."
Miriallia said nothing.
As soon as they arrived at the park it did in fact start to rain. She sighed. "How about we just cancel this…"
Dearka shook his head. "I think something's bothering you."
"No, I'm fine, really," she told him, faking a smile. The rain was coming down hard and they were both almost completely soaked. "Miriallia… if something's wrong, I just want to help…" he said softly. She turned to face him. There was this presence in his eyes… it made her feel like she could really trust him. "All right…" she whispered. "It's about… Tolle… I miss him… I was going through some photo albums last night and when I saw his picture… I just… I cried…"
The rain continued to fall.
"I'm sorry…" he said sadly. "It's not your fault…" she said gently. "I just think I should wait a bit longer… until… until I can love again…"
He sighed. "I understand… it must have been devastating for you…"
Miriallia looked into his violet eyes. Everything was so overwhelming… she just felt her legs give out. He was quick to catch her. And when he did, she buried her face in his chest and just starting sobbing uncontrollably.
They stayed that way for almost three minutes, butthat's when Dearka's soft voice broke though her crying.
"Precious and fragile things need special handling…"
She looked at him in disbelief. "Wait, you know this song? But why are you doing this-?" He didn't answer that, so she just figured he was trying to comfort her. Thus, he continued. (Let me just take a minute to say that this song is by Depeche Mode and it's called Precious. I don't own the song or Depeche Mode for that matter.)
"My God what have we done to you? We always tried to share the tenderest of care. Now look what we have put you through…"
This song… Miriallia loved it… when Tolle died, she wished she had died with him… but then, she'd heard this song and it helped her cope with the pain. But… how did Dearka know?
"Things get damaged, things get broken. I thought we'd manage, but words left unspoken left us so brittle. There was so little left to give…"
Everyone says that Coordinators can do anything with their voices. They can all sing. (True or not, I don't care…) But… there was something so natural about Dearka's voice… It actually sounded like it was his. Unlike when Lucas Clyne sang. Her voice changed completely.
"Angels with silver wings shouldn't know suffering… I wish I could take the pain for you. If God has a master plan, that only He understands, I hope it's your eyes he's seeing through."
The rain showed no signs of letting up. They were both soaking wet and they didn't even care. In fact, it seemed to have a calming effect on Miriallia… she was falling in love again…
"I pray you learn to trust. Have faith in both of us. And keep room in your hearts for two…"
Suddenly, Miriallia pressed her index finger to his lips, silencing him. Seconds later, she pulled her finger away and kissed him. Wrapping her arms around him, she deepened it. Even though this wasn't the best place to kiss, it was still romantic.
Miriallia pulled away a minute later then rested her head against Dearka's chest. "Thank you…" she whispered. "No problem…" he replied gently. "So, do you want me to walk you home?"
She nodded. "Sure… that would be nice…"
With that, they began to walk back towards the subdivision. (You know, where everyone in this particular fanfic lives… yeah, you know…) But as they did, someone watched them, and they did not look happy…
3:00 at Cagalli and Kira's "PLACE"
Kira walked out the front door towards town. This was going to be bad… Hopefully Fllay hadn't brought her pepper spray with her… (It's a LONG story.)
When he reached the movie theatre, he saw Lacus and Fllay standing outside. They were both screaming at each other. And when they noticed him standing there, they ran up to him and started screaming at him.
"You have dates with both of us!" Fllay screamed. "No! You didn't give me a choice! You both just said: 'Oh, let's go on a date tomorrow, tee hee!' And the coincidence was you both picked the same time and the same place!" Kira shouted. "Then why didn't you tell us!" Fllay continued to scream. "Because you would have been bitches about it! Look, I don't want to point fingers at anyone, but that would definitely be you, FLLAY! I DON'T EVEN LIKE YOU!" Kira screamed. Fllay's jaw dropped before she reached into her purse and pulled out the PEPPER SPRAY. She then proceeded to spray it right in his eyes.
"AH! IT BURNS! IT BURNS! OH MY GOD IT BURNS!" He cried, covering his obviously burning eyes. (It's like the time Yzak got his scar!-only with... pepper spray... and no scar...)
"STUPID COORDINATOR!" She screamed before storming down the street.
A/N: Back to the beginning of the chapter for a minute... now you may be wondering why Fllay was all touchy with Nicol right after she set up a date with Kira. Well... there are only two things I can think of to explain that: 1- Fllay's a whore. 2- Who wouldn't want to give Nicol a big hug? I wish he was real!
Anyway, Ijust had really awesome dream last night that gave me an idea for a fanfic. So you might see it posted sometime soon. I think I'll call it 'Blame Me'. It's centered on Nicol pretty much, but I did pair him up with Fllay in it. I'm sorry- that pairings so uncommon, but I think it's adorable. Everything kind of balances out when they're together, you know? I'll have more info on Blame Me next time.Well, enough of this! Tell me what you think!
!WiSpY!wAs!HeRe!
