Chapter 6: Introduction to Sanity

What the fuck is my problem? She was so close like she actually cared for me and I pushed her away. FUCK! thoughts and words kept trailing through Dayne's mind like meaningless numbers. She's so sweet and beautiful, she's nice, and yet I can't even handle a simple "thank you" hug. I feel like the biggest douchebag on Earth. I don't even know what I'm supposed to do. Am I supposed to hug her back in some way of repayment? He lay on the bed wondering why all of this was happening so fast. All he could think about as he stared into space was her. That young English girl who looked every bit like, and claimed to be... he clenched his fists to relieve stress as he said the name softly, "Seras". It was almost to him like a religious fanatic who met a man who fit the description of, and claimed to be Jesus. still all he thought about was her with those blue eyes, that soft smile, the spiky hair, and that smell. He breathed deeply and just took in all the details. He felt a weird wet spot form in his pants. He looked down, eyes wide, oh shit.

There seemed to be alot of frustration coming from the room. Seras kept sensing the same feelings of anger, confusion, a slight sense of joy, and then frustrated panic. after a little bit longer Dayne came out wearing a different pair of pants. what was even weirder was the new weird smell. it almost smelled like se... the thought trailed off and Seras realized what the smell was. Dayne did you just? NO not intentionally Dayne half yelled. Seras kept giving him a look with an odd grin on her face. Oh my god is she blushing, thought Dayne? This is odd Seras thought, she was trying to hold in her laughter. She went and turned the poor guy on with a single hug.

they just stared at each other for what seemed like mere hours, Seras kept on her same expression trying to hold in her laughter, while Dayne had the expression of pure embarrassment. Um yeah, I uh found you some clothes that used to belong to my brother, said Dayne as he tossed her a pair of jeans and a t-shirt for a band called Slipknot. Eagerly she went into the bathroom and changed clothes. She noticed that the jeans where tight. She looked at the tag. " skinny jeans". well I've never heard of those types of pants before. She still wore her boots and gloves, they were a common fashion for her.

She walked out of the bathroom with her new look. Dayne was surprised by how good she looked, he took his time to scan her from head to toe. You look beautiful. Oh My God! did I seriously just hit on her? I'm fuckin losing it now. These were of course thoughts from Dayne's head. The only thing that caught Seras' attention was that his face was now cherry red, his eyes were wide with surprise. Erm, are you okay, asked Seras as politely as she could. "okay get a freaking grip damn it." I'm fine said Dayne as he was trying to calm down. I uh just thought of a joke I remembered from a long time ago.... Right said Seras slowly she gave him an odd look with a sly grin on her face.

"My god this is torture enough as it is. How long is she going to stare at me like that?" He had to think of something quick. He pushed the thought out of his head about putting her in a gentle warm embrace and spilling all of his feelings to her. "What would she think of me then? Would she hold me back the same way? Or would she just cast me off and leave me as I would just stare helplessly at an empty abyss?" Would you like to play a game asked Dayne, his original face color returning. As long as it's not Guitar Hero, I fucking suck at that game. You know I didn't expect you to use the F word occasionally, said Dayne. It kinda slipped into my vocabulary after a couple of co workers pissed me off. You still have allot of back story that I just don't understand. What is that supposed to mean, asked Seras in a somewhat puzzled tone? It's nothing, so would you like to play an RPG game? What, like a rocket propelled grenade? No silly, a role play game. Well, excuse me. I'm from the 1990's and I'm also not a gamer.

Nah it's no biggie. He didn't seem upset by what she said at all. I actually have a few RPG's and I'll admit ONE I snagged off a shelf at an abandoned Best Buy electronics store while on duty. So, what game would you like to play, Oblivion, Fallout 3, or Fable 2? He held out the three cases waiting for her to choose. She examined the front's and back's of all cases reading the descriptions. They all seemed interesting but what she seemed to check out the most was Fable 2. I think I'll try this one she said picking up the case. Oh you might want to make you're own account on the Xbox said Dayne with a bit of enthusiasm. Okay said Seras as she took the disc from the case and pushed the button to open up the Xbox, it may have been advanced technology but she wasn't stupid.

She put the disc into the disc drive and pushed the button to close it. the menu for the Xbox came up and told her to sign in. Seras scrolled down to create new gamer tag, when she clicked the A button it went to a letter typing screen, please enter you're gamertag name. Okay simple enough, thought Seras in a whisper to herself. S e r a s when she finished typing in her name she clicked enter. Then it brought up a new screen. Create you're avatar. What? Seras let out a low growl. Dayne could hear her rambling on curses about customization. It was hard to find the right facial features for her so called avatar. after that she skipped the clothing design and signed in to her new gamer tag. Finally I get to play the game, said Seras in relief. Dayne was watching her start up the game and watch through the opening cut scene. He had a fuzzy felling that she may just like the game.


Well after finishing this chapter at two o clock in the morning I can finally get some rest