Disclaimer: Don't own them and really don't have time for this, I'm supposed to be leaving.
Okay people, here's ch. 2 and I am going to be gone for a day or so…probably expect the next chappie on Sunday (today is Saturday for me).
Enjoy!
Chapter Two: Talking
The next morning, much to her own surprise, Rosethorn took Lark's advice and went to talk to Crane.
This will be…awkward, she thought as she walked.
Oh, was she ever right.
She knocked on the greenhouse door.
"Yes?" came a voice from inside. A moment later, the door opened, and a man in a yellow habit with a black stripe around the hem was standing there, looking quite surprised.
"Rosethorn?"
"Crane. I need to talk to you."
"Oh. Come in."
She stepped inside. Dedicates and novices in white, yellow, and blue were all around. All of them stopped their work to stare at Rosethorn and Crane as the two passed.
After a moment, Crane stopped. "What is it?"
She sighed. "Can we talk somewhere…alone?" she said quietly.
"Of course," he said, looking confused, and led her out of the main room into another smaller one.
He shut the door. "Now, what is it?"
"I—I have a problem," she said, not sure how to begin now that she'd got this far.
"Okaaaayyy…" He was obviously waiting for more.
"I've been having nightmares."
"And this has what to do with me?"
"You're…in them." She was highly uncomfortable now.
He must have seen her distress, for he said, more kindly than usual, "Do you want to tell me?"
"Well…you remember when we were under pirate attack. And those thorns." When he nodded, she continued. "That was happening again. You were walking along the edge of the wall, and you wanted me to walk with you. And then…I grabbed you and tried to get you to come back, and you pulled away…and you fell in."
After a silence that seemed to last an eternity, he said, "Oh."
"I talked to Lark about it, and she said to ask you. That maybe you knew what was bothering me."
Still he was quiet, and she added impatiently, "Do you?"
"I—I think I might."
"Well?"
"I'll show you. But first you have to promise not to be mad at me."
She looked at him uncertainly. "I promise."
"All right then. Close your eyes."
Suspiciously, she obeyed. The next thing she knew, there was something touching her lips.
She opened her eyes and realized he was kissing her.
A/N: Wahaha…cliffie! I don't have time for this…review please! Seeya!