Gah! I've had such a boring day, and now i wanna post this chapter up and see what you peeps think of it. Err... i suppose that you could consider this a fluffy chapter. n.n' Even though not TOO much really happens... Hey! I'm just trying to make Brago as IC as possible, thank you very much! So this's going pretty slow, as some of you have most undoubtedly noticed. XD
Yeah... read on, people, you know you want to! >.>
Disclaimer: Idon't own this, you won't sue.Now with that fact what will you do?
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Chapter 15
Dreaming of that Fateful Day
I glared when I felt something moist and warm grasp my shoulders. I slightly turned my head to the side only to see that Sherry had laid her hands against me and was breathing quietly and steadily, her expression somewhat neutral, her golden bangs slightly shielding her closed eyes. At this, my face softened. She looked so peaceful...
Damn it, I'm being sentimental again. What was with the emotions lately?
For what reason, or reasons, I was feeling these emotions I had no idea. Perhaps it was just something about her that had been forcing me to think differently. As a matter of fact, I even remembered somewhat caring for the woman before this whole ordeal started, though we were never anywhere near coming close to a situation such as this--to the extent of feelings I was having now, I had never felt them before, I had never planned to either. Yet here I was, experiencing them day in and out.
Turning back to face in front of me again, I sighed and closed my eyes as a sudden tinge of pain shot through the back of my head and I lightly growled. Stupid headache, stupid thinking making it worse...
Stupid emotions!
Ever since I let myself lay down on the bed next to Sherry, that unusual tugging sensation inside my chest started up once more and it had been driving me completely insane. I had tried to think of other things to muse over, but the pull kept returning--it wouldn't go away. This only aggravated me even further. I hated the feeling, despised it!
With a sigh, I closed my eyes. Maybe relaxing would help a little... That would maybe do me some good, though I still wished that I could be off by myself again like usual. Why did Sherry have to insist me to sleep with her? I found it rather odd that a human would do such a thing, not that it really mattered much. In a way it did, but still... it was rather uncanny if you asked me.
So for a while I just laid on the bed, forcing myself to slowly drift off to actual sleep. But as I felt myself begin to relax, something... odd happened. I felt more warmth than before press against my back and it then dawned on me that Sherry had rested her forehead against me. How long did it take her to fall asleep, I wondered. Probably not long...
For a while I just laid there on the bed in complete silence. As the minutes rolled by I became more and more annoyed and clenched my fists. I could feel Sherry beginning to slowly inch up closer to me in her sleep, now she had literally pressed her entire body up against mine. This was getting very aggravating very quickly...
And before I knew it, it felt as though her face was pressed right up against mine, somewhat lying on it you could say, or at least my neck. Her hot breath tickled my face and I tightly squeezed my eyes shut. Dammit, this was not a situation I wished to be in! It was then I regretted lying down with her, I should never have done so. Why did I again? Because she asked you to, baka!
That was it, I had had it. I didn't like what she was doing! So what if she wasn't conscious of it. What mattered was that I was getting annoyed and wanted to move, so I did. But with Sherry being so close to me, almost on top of me, she weighed me down and I couldn't get up. Again, I glared through the corner of my eye and I could see her face next to mine, it was that close.
I hissed a curse under my breath and turned my attention in front of me again. For a moment I just laid there on the bed in silence, musing over what could or would happen next. Luckily Sherry didn't move much anymore for a while afterwards, that was good, it didn't bother me as much so I stayed where I was and slowly began to relax again. Didn't really understand that.
Even though it irritated the hell out of me, to have Sherry's body pressed against mine like she had it... I suppose it wasn't so bad. Great, I was doing it again...
"Brago..." I blinked when I heard the woman call out my name; I tried to turn my neck around but I couldn't, her head was pressed against mine and I couldn't budge. Damn it, Sherry, move!
"Sherry, wake up," I hissed lowly, but the woman didn't hear me, or at least didn't show any signs of it. Instead, she merely grasped my bare shoulder a little bit tighter and I could barely see her eyes squeeze together firmly, her brows furrowing into a frown. She burrowed her face into my shoulder in her sleep, somewhat resting her lips against my bare skin, causing goose bumps to rise on my flesh and I could feel a dab of sweat trickle down the side of my face. Why was I feeling so nervous? I didn't know why, but I was.
"Brago... help me..." Sherry mumbled my name again in her sleep and I glared, rather unhappy, more so annoyed, that I couldn't move. I almost wanted to know what she was dreaming of. Almost. By now I would have forced her to wake up by yelling at her in most situations, but for some odd reason I couldn't let myself do that to her at the present moment. I wanted her to continue resting, why, I had no idea, but that was just how I felt.
Taking my right arm, the one that I was laying on, I slid it out from underneath my body and managed to seize Sherry's hand with my own when I reached up for it. Suddenly the woman jolted her sleep and she woke up with a start. It took a moment for her to realize what our position was, and even through the dark I could see a blush scatter brightly across her face. I couldn't help but feel slightly warm myself, but the feeling passed when she quickly removed herself from me. I rolled over onto my back as I twisted my neck around to face at the woman and stared at her as she scooted away just a little, the blush still lingering.
"I... I'm terribly sorry," Sherry murmured, glancing away for a good second before returning her shy gaze. "I didn't mean to... to do that..."
"Hn," I gazed at the woman oddly and in response she blushed even deeper when our eyes locked together. She quickly averted her attention to something else and we both sat, more so layed, there on the bed for a longer period of time before Sherry decided to speak up again.
"Brago... I had a dream..." she said rather quietly, biting her lip a little. "I dreamt that... that I was in this town that was on fire. There was a girl there too who looked about my age, whatever that is. I can't really remember her name either, and then next to her was a demon, except this time it was different from a normal team... The other had possessed the girl. I... I didn't know what to do, but it felt as though this girl was really close to me, yet I couldn't place my finger on it." As she said this, Sherry returned her gaze to my own and my eyes widened. "Later on in the dream she was about to kill me... but then you showed up and saved me..."
I sat up in the bed and stared at the blonde for a good long moment. Did this just happen? Did she just say that? "You dreamt that?"
She nodded her head, her eyes averted to the blanketed mattress beneath us. "Yes... is that a bad thing, Brago?"
"No..."
"Then what is it? Does it mean I get to set a town on fire?"
"No," I said rather irritably after her ridiculous remark and I glared at the woman. She blushed again, turning her gaze away from mine once more before I spoke. "It means you just regained another piece of your memory..."
Azure eyes gleaming, Sherry's mouth suddenly went agape as she did a double take, slightly shaking her head, immediately turning to look back at me after I made my declaration. We both stared at each other for a good long moment before she asked, "Hontou?"
I nodded my head. "Yes."
Sherry seemed rather surprised about this, but I had to admit, I was too. Another small piece of her fragmented memory had finally been regained! I wondered when the next would be uncovered and how long it would be until then and what would be happening when it was. As the woman beamed brightly at me I couldn't help but smirk, she was returning to her old self at last...
"Brago," she breathed, her lip trembling slightly. "If... if that really happened... could you please tell me who that girl was, and that demon? I have to know, please, please!"
Hmm, it wouldn't hurt if I did tell her, would it? But as I recalled, Sherry was quite distraught over her friend's manipulation by Zophise, I was a little unsure if I actually wanted to tell her. She was already depressed enough as it was--there was no need to increase the morose mood about her.
"Hello?" Sherry waved her hand in front of my face and I snapped out of my thoughts with a glare, batting her hand away. The woman put on an offended look yet said nothing, but the look quickly vanished when I said that I would tell her and she smiled once again.
I sighed, "Alright... I'll tell you what I know."
So I told her what I knew about Koko being manipulated by the demon known as Zophise and how I saved her when she was about to be killed and also when I threw my book down at her feet, commanding her to read it. I didn't bother to tell her about her threatening to kill herself again when I tried to control her as well, there was no need to. Now I saw that there was also no need to rule over her, she could fair off on her own quite fine, although she wouldn't have been as strong as I would have liked her to be.
And all the while I told her about her forgotten memory, Sherry watched with pure interest, her eyes wide, taking in every word I spoke and how I said it. On a few occasions she would nod her head slightly as I talked, reminding her of her past. When I finished, she stared at the bed once again for a minute before she piped up, her voice full of curiosity.
"How... how could you tell that I was the one who could read your book?" she inquired, somewhat tilting her head to the side.
"I just did," was all I said and Sherry mused over that as well, biting her lip some. She leaned on her right arm and yawned while I glanced over to the clock that was beside the bed and saw that it read 1:09AM. "You should get back to sleep," I said quietly as I turned my head back around to face the woman. "It's late. You'll need your rest..."
It almost felt as if I had completely forgotten about Sherry's previous actions from before, when she had pressed herself against me. Now... now I didn't know what to think of it. Sure, it annoyed me, yet at the same time it didn't. Damn, I really couldn't make up my mind on things these days, could I?
Smiling weakly, the ningen nodded her head as she yawned once more. "Alright, Brago..."
So with that I laid back down, deciding to give Sherry another chance for the night. At the time being she was happy, and I didn't want to disturb her human emotions. Even if I didn't particularly like to deal with them, I didn't want to cause her unhappiness, oddly enough. This was indeed very... odd... but I rested my back against the mattress anyway. This time I didn't turn away. Staring at me for a moment with an illegible expression, Sherry soon smiled again and laid herself back down as well, immediately curling up next to me. I didn't push her away, but I didn't hold her either, there was no need to.
"Thank you, Brago," whispered the blonde quietly as she shut her eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep. For a moment I just stared at her, observing how calm she was once again. I involuntarily smirked before I realized what I was doing and quickly wiped away the smile. There was no need for emotions here, either, I told myself.
But as I laid back down, a sudden sense of comfort overwhelmed me, filling the identical unknown empty feeling that had been haunting me for quite sometime now, my headache even started to die down. I didn't know why this was happening, but soon afterwards, tiredness besieged me as well and it didn't really bother me as much when Sherry lightly grasped my left arm, the damaged one, while she slept.
And as I closed my eyes, I slowly began to fall asleep, a small smile lingering on my face, too tired to remove it.
