Disclaimer: Uhh... DUH! ^.^
So I started to write this chapter and ended up splitting it into two. So I am uploading both chapters tonight. Hopefully this answers some question that have been hunting you! If not then you will just have to read more! MWHAHAHAHAH! :D Enjoy the reading! XD
Zack felt like he was floating in an oven. Heat penetrated ever fiber in his body. He wanted to escape to somewhere safe, but his body was too weak. He couldn't even lift his hand.
"Thanks for coming," Angeal's voice sounded close, but at the same time far away. "My name is Angeal Hewley. I am Zack's mentor."
"You seem to be more than just a mentor." Zack didn't recognize that voice, nether the less it sounded friendly enough.
Zack cracked an eye open to see who it belonged to. He tried to focus on a new face, but couldn't make out any details through the haze.
"Zackary can you hear me?" The new person asked.
"Who…" Zack crocked out.
"Well, good evening to you too. I am Dr. Daniel Iyasu." Daniel said as he started to fidget with something. "How are you feeling?"
"I feel like I am in a weightless oven on the highest temperature." Zack said.
The doctor chuckled and was saying something else, but the meaning was lost in Zack's ear. He was too tiered. He let his eyes close and soon found himself in a dream. He was standing in an open room, like an amphitheater. A strange light in the distance caused him to walk forward. As he got closer he could make out a human-like form, it was a disturbing sight. The lady thing was blue with scraggly white hair. She…it had metallic-bat-like wings and bitty evil eyes.
"You can't hold me forever." The voice that came from it was the worst thing Zack had ever heard.
Following his instincts, Zack started to run in the opposite direction, away from the captured monster. He ran until his side's burned and kept running. He tried to look around and discovered he was in the darkness now, unsure of what he was seeing. Then he felt himself falling.
Zack sat up hand's clutching unto the blanket for dear life. He stared at his lap until his breathing calmed. What was that thing? He knew that it was ugly and scary, but he couldn't remember details now. He looked around at his surroundings. He was in his bedroom; there was a chair next to his bed. Why was that there?
Looking back down at his hands Zack tightened them into balls and then relaxed. He was supposed to be doing something important right now, but what? He thought about what last happened, hoping it would lead him to the answer he was seeking. He remembered that he and Angeal had just gotten back from a mission to Junon. It was a successful, uneventful mission. He remembered coming home and crashing on his bed, but the rest of the memories were fuzzy, jumbled bits and pieces, and wouldn't come together. Getting annoyed that he wasn't getting anywhere; Zack got up. He walked into the empty living room and started to do squats in the open space. He's body seemed stiff for some reason, but that didn't stop him. In fact, he pushed on harder than he had intended to. He decided to do some light morning exercises. After he did 50 squats, he moved on to push-ups, sit-ups, and was about to start lunges when Angeal walked into the room.
"What are you doing out of bed." Angeal demanded.
"Umm…It is only 7 in the morning. I am just doing daily morning exercises." Zack cautiously said wondering what the big deal was.
Angeal sighed and walked over to Zack. Zack flinched when Angeal's hand came to his forehead. Angeal then pushed Zack down onto the couch and pointed a figure at him.
"Don't move." Angeal said as he walked into the kitchen.
"Angeal, what's going on?" Zack called getting board. His knees started to bounce up and down trying to pass the time.
Angeal came back into the room with a cup, handing it to Zack. "Don't look at it, think about it or smell it, just drink it."
Zack shrugged and did as he was commanded and downed it with one gulp, gaging. "What was that?!"
"Medicine Dr. Daniel left for you." Angeal said relieved that he didn't have to force it down his student's throat. He grabbed the cup from Zack and nodded in satisfaction when he saw that it was empty
"Medicine?" Zack asked as soon as he stopped coughing. He reached behind him for the bowl of M with any luck, he could drown out the flavor. Angeal slapped his hand.
"Yes, medicine. You were very sick after our last mission." Angeal said as Zack nursed his slapped hand. "No eating candy after being sick. Follow me to the kitchen and I'll get you something to eat."
"How long was I sick?" Zack asked as he trailed after Angeal. Zack hated being sick. He could get the highest fevers with the slightest colds. While some people never had fevers when they were sick, Zack was the opposite and always had high ones. The fever didn't just cause him to feel…well sick, but his memories during that time were always fuzzy. He hated having fuzzy memories. His mom said once that it was a good thing, apparently he had done something embarrassing that no one spoke of.
"Two weeks." Angeal said as he made Zack sit in a chair.
"What!?" Zack stood up, and then sat down. "What did I catch?"
"Dr. Daniel wasn't sure, but whatever it was had you in a high fever for all but the last day and an half." Angeal looked at Zack to see that he wasn't surprised. "Does this happen on a regular basis?"
"I wish I could tell you no." Zack said scratching his head. "The slightest thing can activate a high fever…I am surprised that it happened now, though. I haven't had a high enough fever to cause my memories to be fuzzy since I became SOLDEIR."
"Your memories are fuzzy?" Concern consumed Angeal's voice.
"Yeah," Zack admitted. "The last clear thing I remember is crashing on my bed after we got back from Junon."
"That is a slight relief, Junon was our last mission." Angeal said as he entered the kitchen. "Still, I will feel better if we tell Dr. Daniel."
Zack shrugged as he watched Angeal moved around the kitchen. After a little while, Angeal walked over with a plate of toast and some water. He set it in font of Zack. Zack looked down at the toast then back up at his mentor. He looked down at the toast as if it had crawled out of the toilet, walked onto his plate and proceeded to die in a very grotesque way.
"Please tell me this is not ALL that I am getting." Zack wined.
"Zack," Angeal pinched the bridge of his nose as he walked back into the kitchen. "You have been sick for the last two weeks. We couldn't get you to eat anything and when we did, you threw it back up. Start with this and we will see."
"Alright," Zack tried his best to sound dejected. He picked up a piece and took a big bite. As he tried to swallow, bile threatened to come back up. He forced it down and stared at the simple food. "'Gel, I don't think I can finish."
"That is okay, try drinking some water." Angeal said with his face in the fridge.
Zack started sipping the cool water. He let out a sigh as it settled his unforgiving stomach. After he had drunk his water, he laid his head down and listened to Angeal bustle about. A couple of minutes later Angeal came over and laid a hand on his shoulder. Zack looked up, eyes slightly shut to see Angeal's gentle face.
"Go lay down on the couch for a little bit." Angeal politely instructed.
Zack nodded and shuffled to their couch. He laid down grabbing the throw blanket and cuddled in. Before he knew it, he drifted off to sleep and his dreams took him again.
Her sweet laugh echoed throughout the open space. A smile stole Zack's face, mission accomplished, he had made her laugh.
"I told you it was a funny story." Zack stated. He sat back and listened to the beautiful melody.
"I can't believe that he did that." The angelic voice said.
"Yah, 'Gel wasn't happy either. He gave him the "Honor and SOLDIER pride" speech for an hour." Zack shook his head. "Needless to say Septhiroth didn't listen to any of Genesis's plans for a month."
Zack looked at the figure hunched over laughing. The light was behind her, but he was able to see that her hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, tied with a bow, and then braided. She had two strands of hair emerge behind her ears. The only other thing he was able to make out was that the angel was in a dress.
"You are still beautiful." Zack said softly.
"Oh you..." The girl lightly pushed him.
"I mean it!" Zack almost yelled.
But wait there's more! All you have to do is push the button for the next chapter! Enjoyment guaranteed! .
So who is the girl! I bet you guys know! BTW if any of you are curious what mischief Genesis got himself into, I wrote a Short Story called A Night in Midgar, that should fill in the blank. ^.^