please read the AN at the end, i have a few thanks to say.
"lit see. Where to start." She says to her self with her arms crossed and her finger lightly tapping her chin in thought.
"How about the beginning" I say rather rudely. Sala. Who's sitting beside me, elbows me in the ribs. I stair at her as if I did nothing wrong.
"Okay. Sinedd…your dying." I stair at her in pure shook. I can tell Sala has a similar expression.
"I'm…I'm dying?"
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Dame Simbai watches me, I can see the pity in her face, but I choice to overlook it.
"I'm dying." I whisper to my self. I swear the gods most hate me, first they take my mother and father now they're trying to take my life.
"So, w-what's wrong with me?" I ask, clenching and unclenching my fist. She clears her throat and begins to speak.
"Sinned, what you have is called jigoku."
"I heard of that." Sala adds, "It slowly drains you of your strength." She pauses. "During this the…'infected' undergo, blackouts and fevers. Also they may vomit and suffer from the shakes."
I put my head in my hands and apply pressure to my eyes. This is just a dream. I tell my self dimly. I wake up and be all right, Dame Simbai never called me and I never passed out and rouse here. I wake up and I be all alone again, just like before. I tremble slightly and hope it goes unnoticed, but Sala observe and places a small hand on my back.
"So, how do I get rid of it?"
"Normally most people who have this can cure it…but it is inherited and that is the only way to get rid of it." The older woman says. I can all ready tell I'm not going to like my answer by her tone and wished I hadn't asked. I press even harder on my eyes. Praying I would wake up soon. "But the cure is in the blood of the infected."
"That makes no senses." I say, lifting my head to gaze at her.
"The antidote is normally in the infected blood, but there is never enough to cure it. So you would have to take blood from someone who had it before, like your mother or father." She says slowly.
"So I can't." I say. "Because they're dead." I spit out the last part and she gives a glum nod. I place my head in my hands again, and squeeze my eyes firmly shut. I hope that if I can't see what's going on it won't be true and maybe if I don't believe it, I could wake up all that much sooner.
"Cant you find someone else who had it before…and use their blood?" Sala ask, I can hear a hint of hope in her silk voice. I look up and listen closely to what she says.
She nods slowly. "Yes, you could do this, but…" I swallow the lump in my throat.
"But, what?" I encourager her to go on.
"Very few people have jigoku, and I mean very few." I feel the hope flicker, almost bagging to be put out of this torture. I force myself to say.
"So my chances are like, one to one million, maybe less." She nods solemnly. I groan as I feel the last of my hope die out. Sala begins to rub my back, making circle movement.
"I'm sorry Sinedd. I will try my best to find someone to help you." A smooth hand falls on my shoulder. I glance up to the older woman, who has a comforting smile on her face. "I promise." I try to mirror the expression, but the muscles in my face are too tense, so I give up.
After, what seems like hours I push my self up on unsteady legs. Sala hand slides off my back. "Thanks Damn Simbai. If that's all I'm going back to the hotel now." She nods and says.
"I call you when I have more information." Nodding myself, I leave the room quickly. When I depart from the snow kids 'house' if you will, I lean against a wall.
"Damn you" I curse in a whisper. "Damn you all to hell." I say to no one. Glancing up to the dark blue sky, tears threaten to spill from my eyes. "Why!? Can't you just leave me alone?" I few tears fall and I squeeze my eyes shut; trying to stop any more from finding their way down my pasty face.
"Sinedd, are you okay?" Sala voice brings me out of my small cursing spree. I jerk away from the wall and stare at her.
"S-Sala, I didn't see you." I feel my cheeks flush in embarrassment. She stares at me; I notice the sympathy in her thriving green eyes and look away from her.
"Sinedd." I feel her hand on my face; she forces me to look at her. "Sinedd, don't worry me and Dame Simbai…were do everything we can…I promise…we will" she puts more power on the last word, making sure I get the point. "Find a cure, were find someone to help you." Her voice drops to a whisper. During her speech my eyes were downcast to the stone floor.
"This isn't fair." Slips out of my mouth, more tears drop to the floor. I clench my fist, rage filling my whole being at this injustice. I swiftly turn from Sala, and lit a tiny amount of my anger out of the wall, but the damage on my hand and the wall are far from little.
"Sinedd!? Sala?" I hear the runt voice near by. I hasty put on a cold mask and turn to Micro-ice, sneering. The boy glares at me and takes a protective step toward Sala. I snort, for two reasons. 1) I would never hurt Sala, and 2) like he has a snowballs chance in hell fighting me off.
"Is he causing you any trouble Sala?" I snort again. Always looking out for the ladies.
"No. Micro-ice." She says sternly. "Just go inside." He turns his head to her; I can't see what lays on his face as he is not looking at me. "Now!" Sala orders, eyes narrow.
Micro-ice strangest up and gives me one last glance before obeying. I glare at him as he disappears. "I best be going. I don't want to run in to anymore snow-kids." Sala nods.
I turn to depart; I then feel Sala's hand slips in to mine. "Sinedd." I move to look at her; she shifts her small arms around my broad neck and pulls me in for a hug. Taken back by this I don't react, after over coming my surprise, I uneasily return the hug. Sala tightens her grip on me. "I promise, it's going to be fine. Just wait and see."
Feeling like a small child, I draw away, cheeks burning. "I see you soon." Are hands now entwine, I glance at her, not sure if this is a wise decision, or even why I want to do it.
Trusting my better instinct, I lean forward and capture her pale lips. Wow, her lips are really soft. I run my tongue along her bottom lip, asking her permission to enter. She grants me access and opens her mouth slightly. Now the impulse fully taking me over, I slide my tongue in to explore her mouth, eager to taste the new flavors that await me.
Are tongues battling it out, like snakes doing their famous combat dance for dominance.
I brush along her tongue and feel a ring. A small smile graces my lips. She's even got a tongue ring.
Honestly, I don't know why I had the sudden urge to capture her beautiful lips. Maybe it's the current situation that made me desperate for human contacted. Maybe I just need to know I'm still alive and I'm just using her to do that.
After the last thought crosses my mind, I repel away. "I'm sorry." I mumble, once again watching the ground.
"For what?" Sala breaths, obviously not over the kiss.
"For kissing you like that, I shouldn't have." Sala tightens her grip on my hand and utters softly.
"Don't be, Sinedd." I peep at her eyes and see no anger or hatred. Backing away, I shuffle my weight awkwardly.
"I really should get going now." I say for about the third time this after-noon, this time staying true to my word. I hesitate, before giving her a peek on the cheek, then leave.
Sinedd and Sala first kiss. was it alright, it's my first attempt at a kissing scene.
on with the thanks.
Kira: i was flatterd when i read you review, you even motivated me to get my ack togather. PS: your don't think I'm evil do you...your not going to kill me...please.
GFSista: Thank you for your undying loyalty, really thank you.
the next chap will be about sinedd's past. i'm rather didapointed that no one ask about the strange man in chap 3 or the little quote 'it's not what, it's who' from chap 4. it will also be longer then the last chap, i may start making them longer.
Please R&R, i love all your reviews so keep them coming.