Whoohoo! I am tracked out, that means no more school for about 4 more weeks! (does a dance) o.o Wait.. this is my last one because there are no year round high schools... (cries) I like my track outs... Anywho, as for my happy mood, i'm lettin' y'all see this here chappy!
I hope this chapter is satisfying for those that wanted a lil' something more to happen (even if it's nothing TOO big). n.n' I'll have more fun writing the next chappy though...Heheh..
Disclaimer: I don't own Konjiki no Gash Bell but i do own the idea to make Sherry act all weird, heehee!
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Chapter 14
An Uncomfortable Situation
At first I didn't realize it, but as time went by I began to feel rather lightheaded. Perhaps it was from the loss of blood during that fight... There was a small tinge of pain not only from where my damaged arm was, but through my head as well. This had to be caused by a loss of blood, what else could it be?
On the way back to the hotel, Sherry had become hungry once more so we stopped so she could grab something to eat. I watched as she munched on a sandwich silently back to the hotel. Something was definitely bothering her... but I didn't bother to muse what it could be, my head hurt too much, damn it…
A few others watched with wide eyes as we passed through the streets, probably curious as to why both Sherry and I were so badly hurt. But as usual I ignored them--they were a waste of my time, so why should I care? Nobody stopped to ask anyway.
After a longer while we both finally reached the hotel room and I was surprised to see that, when I glanced to a clock, it was a little past seven. Were we really gone that long? Time must have gone by father than I assumed during the fight with Furigaro...
While Sherry was pulling out the keys to the door to our room, I looked down at my left arm and noticed that there was a small dab of red blood visible. My wound probably wouldn't heal until at least a week or so... Maybe less, I was a little unsure. After all, I had never attained this serious of an injury before in my entire life. Well, there was a first time for everything, as they say.
After a moment Sherry finally unlocked the door and the two of us walked into the room. I still felt rather dizzy so I headed to the couch on the other end of the room and sat down, rubbing my eyes slightly with my right hand. Damn... I think I was getting a headache, something I rarely got.
Immediately after I sat down, Sherry plopped next to me on the left side of the couch as well. Azure eyes wide, she stared at me with an illegible look, I could see this through the corner of my eye. Even though I couldn't read what she was thinking, she still had that unhappy, tearstained expression on her face from earlier; I had noticed that she was acting somewhat morose once again while we headed back to the hotel. Clearly she had been musing over something while we were out... I just didn't know what, she never told me.
"Braggadocio?" I glared when she called me by that ridiculous nickname again, but that only increased my headache. Glancing down at the ground and then back to me, she asked, "Are you alright?"
I gave my best attempt to nod my head but that didn't work out, so I spoke instead, "I'm fine." The unreadable look remained on her face.
"You don't look fine to me," she said and I could feel her tenderly wrap her hand around my shoulders, careful of my injured arm. Again, oddly enough, I didn't find a need to push her off...
"I am," I reassured.
"Demo..." She was hesitant to say something, I knew she was; I was absolutely sure of it. But what was it she wanted to say? For a while the two of us just sat there on the couch, silently. I had stopped rubbing my eyes and had leaned my back against the cushioned couch with my eyes closed. I was trying to relax, but the throbbing pain in my head wouldn't go away. Mentally I growled. Stupid pain... stupid headache...
When I reopened my eyes about a minute later, I looked down at Sherry and was not too surprised to see that she was silently crying, though an odd sensation swam through my body seeing her upset like this. Tears were slowly, but surely, trickling down her cheeks. She was looking somewhere to the side, staring at nothing in particular, off in her own thoughts in her own little world.
Like before, I didn't know what came over me, but I lightly grasped her hand, the one that was still around my shoulder.
Startled, the ningen spun around quickly, her eyes wide, a blush on her face.
"What's wrong?" I asked quietly, a little unsure of why I was asking her this.
She blinked, obviously not knowing what to say at my sudden question, so I asked her the same thing over again. Slightly flushing, she bowed her head and stared at the ground with a saddened expression, her voice timid like, just as a child's would be. Another mood swing...?
"I... I'm sorry, Brago," Sherry said quietly, eyes still not moving from the ground. She didn't bother to look back up at me when she continued. "I'm such a burden to you in these fights... You were seriously hurt today, Brago." It was right then that she glanced to my damaged arm before she looked away again, tears forming once more in the corners of her eyes. The woman sniffed and wiped away a few tears as they fell down her face.
I shrugged lightly as I fought that same damn temptation to wipe away her tears...What was wrong with me today? "Things like this happen," I said, "There's nothing you can do about it."
"It was my entire fault!" cried Sherry as she closed her eyes, shaking her head back in forth, gently nuzzling her face in my arm. "If it weren't for me, this would have never happened, and you would have never been so badly hurt in the first place!"
"Sherry..." I said softly. She looked back up at me with her watery cerulean eyes and I continued, still a little unsure of what I was saying or why I was, "It's not your fault... Alright?"
Looking down, Sherry sighed unhappily before she glanced back to where our hands were. I looked too and it finally dawned on me that I was still holding her hand. Why, I had no idea, but I quickly let go.
Sherry seemed to be a little saddened by this action and she rested her now free hand in her lap and sighed, removing her arms from my shoulders. "It's still my fault," she said, voice shaking. I shook my head in disagreement.
"No, Sherry... Now shut up about it, will you?" The woman looked up at me inquiringly and I turned away. I cursed myself for acting like this. Why the hell was I doing what I was? I had not ever done so before, so why start now?
"Brago..." She said my name softly, completely coaxing me to look back at her. I tried to resist the urge to do so, but as fate would have it, I turned to look at her and she immediately grabbed me around the shoulders yet again in a tight embrace, forcing me to face her directly. "Brago, I'm so sorry! So terribly sorry!" she wailed, burrowing her face in my shirt as she began to cry. "I hate these fights, they're so difficult. I don't want to lose you!"
I had no earthly idea what to do just then. What could I do?
"Maybe you just need some rest," I suggested quietly as I stood up; she rose with me, not having much of a choice but to do so as well. "Come on, let's go in here..."
With this remark I slowly lead the distressed woman to her room. Warily, she let go of me as we entered her own space and stared up at me with those vibrant blue eyes.
"Now get dressed, you need to sleep," I said, "I'll be outside." After saying what I did, I walked out of her room and shut the door behind me in the process, and then I headed over to my corner by the wall and leaned my back against it as I sighed.
I really didn't know what just came over me a second ago... It was so unlike me, why was I changing? Why was I suddenly feeling this way towards Sherry? She was only supposed to be a mere alliance in this war, nothing else, nothing more. Humans were tools necessary to become king, and yet here I found myself acting strange around one, feeling emotions, something I shouldn't ever have!
Mentally, I kicked myself. Dammit, this was not my day...
After a minute the woman finally emerged out of her room dressed in a thin nightdress. I stared at her as she walked over to me, a large blush clearly seen on her face. At this I began to wonder what she was thinking about this time. Evidently she had been thinking about something while she was in her room. So what was it? Come on, out with it, Sherry...
Still blushing and now standing next to me, the blonde gazed at me oddly and mumbled something incoherent before she latched herself onto me once more. I gazed with a puzzled expression. What was with her today?
Staring down, I watched as she slowly began to cry once more. Nothing I could really say, but I soon found my voice once more and began to speak to her, "You should go to sleep, you're tired." And at this remark I led the woman back to her room and she followed, but she still wouldn't let go however, as I soon found out when I reached her bedside. Sherry wouldn't remove her arms from my shoulders and I tried to pry her off.
Again, she mumbled something I couldn't understand and her blushed deepened. I growled.
"Sherry, speak up or go to sleep!" I said, trying to remove her arms from me. It was rather hard to do so if I wanted my left arm to heal quickly. Was she purposely trying to make me strain my arm even further and prevent us from fighting? Plus there was the fact that she had an amazingly tight grip for a human...
"But Brago... don't want to... not alone..." she murmured. Finally, some words I could understand! But as she said that I did a double take and stared at her bemusedly.
"Sherry..." I said. She blushed even deeper as her eyes widened and turned away, though she didn't bother to loosen her grip in the slightest around my shoulders. I began to feel even more agitated by the minute. "Go to sleep!"
"Don't want to... not alone..." she repeated, now with her eyes closed tightly together, shaking her head.
At this, I stared. Did she just ask me to...?
"Sherry?" I said her name again and she turned to look up at me nervously. I stared at her silently for another moment before she broke the eye contact. Apparently she was summoning a lot of courage to ask me to do something like that... Yet... I didn't know what to do. Part of me told me to say no and to just let her sleep by herself like normal, yet... The other side of me had this strange yet strong desire to listen to her.
I didn't like that side... unfortunately that was the side of me that was winning the mental argument. Again, I cursed myself for this.
"Brago, please don't leave me..." Sherry said weakly, finally returning her gaze to meet my own. I stared for a minute or two, debating what my next actions should be. I was still fighting off the side of me that told me to stay with her, the side of me that held the desire...
I looked down and realized that I had grabbed her arms with my hands. When did I do that? I didn't recall doing such a thing... Sherry was staring at me yet again with those pleading, anxious eyes; her face was as red as an apple.
With a low sigh, I slowly released her hands from my grasp and closed my eyes and painfully said, "Fine... I'll sleep here too, but only for one night." I opened my eyes quickly and shot a glare towards the blonde. "But don't pull any tricks on me, got it? Do something I don't like and I'm getting up."
After hearing my final answer I could tell that Sherry was immensely happy. I sure didn't feel glad about this, but at least that same damn side of me stopped being so obnoxious as soon as I accepted Sherry's request. But if she did one thing, one thing at all that I didn't like, I would remove myself from her presence. I didn't like this idea. Not in the least bit, but for some reason I was going with it.
Something was seriously wrong with me...
Sherry watched me as I removed my cape and belt before I climbed into the bed, throwing off my excess clothes onto the floor along with my black shirt. After a moment of musing to herself, Sherry soon climbed into the bed as well, slipping under the covers. I immediately turned away from her, leaning on my right shoulder so not to harm my left any further.
I could tell she was directly facing me because I could soon feel her hot breath beating against my bare back. Looking behind me I reminded her, "Don't you pull any tricks on me, understand?"
She mumbled a 'yes' and soon closed her eyes. I turned away to face in front of me once more and began to contemplate on why the hell I was doing this. However, I didn't want to think on it too much unless I wanted to increase my headache, which, unfortunately, was still there.
I stared in the dark room and sighed. Here lately I had been doing so many strange things around Sherry ever since she had lost her memories and personality. It was as if she was somehow making me less strict now that she was acting like that as well. Before, she could almost be as merciless as I at times, but that was usually when it came to fighting. When we weren't competing against another demon, she was actually a lot calmer.
And more attractive...
I blinked and hissed under my breath, "Damn it."
Blast it, I had done it again! I gritted my teeth and gripped the covers over the bed.
Why was I softening up to a human? I didn't deserve this; the only thing I deserved was the throne! Why was this happening to me? What was Sherry doing to make me so different? Did she enjoy torturing me like this?
What was she doing to me...?
Well, whatever the cause, I should probably get some sleep. If I was going to deal with her in the morning then I should probably gain as much rest as possible. With a last glare over my shoulder I closed my eyes and tried to drift off to sleep.
This wasn't exactly how I wished to spend my night…
Buwaha, cliffy! XD
The end of the world is near! Brago sings! O.O Meep!
Brago: SHUT UP ABOUT IT ALREADY!
He sings! He sings! He sings!
Brago: (grits teeth)
Not only a solo,there's alsoa duet! For those that already don't know, the song "Hijô no Victory (Merciless Victory)" is his solo, and the song "Kuroi Sakebi (Black Scream)" is the duet with Sherry!
Brago: (now grinding teeth) Twilight...
What? You're actually not that bad... Muwahaha!
Brago: (growling) Gimme the CD or else...
And now this is my cue to run for my life. Bye, people! Remember to review! I like reviews very much! n.n
Happy belated Easter!
