Okies, chappie 2!
The next morning, Neal woke up to an empty bed. He was surprised. Maybe Yuki was hungry. Hmm. But Yuki was normally never hungry. Suddenly, he spotted a slip of paper on the dresser. Ah, he thought. A note. He had never believed that no news was good news. How stupid. He picked up the paper and began reading.
The blood drained from his face. His eyes widened and the slip of paper fell to the floor. He backed into a chair. He couldn't even respond.
Later on at around 10 am, Kel didn't see Neal. How odd. Neal was hungry the moment he woke up, and it was unlikely that he hadn't woken up. Life as a squire had trained them that way. She walked into the mess hall to see if Neal was there. Instead, she saw Yuki with a rather handsome blonde man. He looked like one of them Scanaran delegates. He was one of them Scanaran delegates. What was Yuki doing with hi-. Oh. She had just seen him kiss the base of her neck. Wait. Wasn't Yuki engaged to Neal? She had a base instinct that Neal would need her.
She dashed to Neal's room. She pushed open the door. Neal was sitting there, in a chair, facing the window. She couldn't see his face. "At the current moment," Neal said, in a voice that was scarily harsh and dry, and sad, "I'm in no mood to entertain visitors. Could you please leave me alone?" She ignored him and shut the door behind her.
"Neal, it's me." She said in her soothing voice.
He spun around. His eyes were red and tears still rolled down his cheeks. Kel's heart cracked. He gasped, dashed over to him and pulled him out of the chair in a full embrace. Neal hesitatingly hugged her back.
"Neal, what happened?" she asked quietly, though she had a small idea.
He looked her in the eye, before passing her the small note.
Well? Nice? Hope so. ;D R&R!!!