The Lone Musician
Chapter 13 – Happiness and Handguns
A/N: I appreciate all your reviews! Sorry this is a bit later than I had planned. I was too busy making coconut shoes and wearing a buckle skirt like Lulu. STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE I'M CRAZY!
Ms.Durron: THANK YOU FOR CARING!
Linnet: They're not dead. Just sleeping. Hee hee.
Kizna1200: It does hurt having chandelier fall on you. Ask every villain in Scooby Doo and I'm sure they'd give you a detailed opinion revolving around meddling kids and that dog. Or something like that. MORE REVIEWS!'
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Lazul felt her eyes begin to drift shut and instantly sat back up. She had sat here for at least five hours now. Lucia had taken the chandelier for Mundus, an act of insanity. Or love. She didn't know which to choose. She had forced Dante to go home, though he was incrediably resistant, cussing and threatening her even. But, when he finally realized something, he gave in and left. He truely did care for his friends, but what sent him home? She pushed it aside, her thoughts turning back to what was at hand. After the chandelier had fallen, the rest of the contest was cancelled. It made sense. The song Mundus had sang was very heartfelt. Her heart went out to Mundus. The pain of losing someone close had been a familiar feeling to her. She descided not to dote on it. A nurse soon walked into the waiting room, her white heels clicking on the tile floor.
"Ms. Lazul?" she said, quietly but commanding. Lazul looked up, dark shadows under her eyes.
"I have good news and bad news," the nurse said sweetly. "Your friend will live."
Lazul breathed out a sigh, her eyes lighting up with obvious relief. But, then the nurse went on.
"The bad news is, we don't know for how long."
"What?" Lazul asked, attempting to steady her voice as she stood up.
"She's in a coma and we're not sure if she'll wake up. We've stopped the bleeding, but her condition is still too severe to predict the outcome."
"Can I see her? Is Mundus still there?"
"You can see her, but the man who brought her in might not let-"
"He'll let me."
The nurse nodded and began to walk out of the room, Lazul following close behind. As she walked past each white panel, she saw a door every few feet. There was a sign next to each door. As they turned a corner, she noticed a man removing a board from the wall. Her eyes widened and she stopped.
"Whose room was that?" she asked the nurse. The nurse turned on her hell toward her.
"It belonged to a man known only as Sparda. He recently passed away." she said quickly, turning back and walking on. Lazul felt a pang of sadness. This was the hospital in which Dante's father had died. No wonder he had left earlier. Suddenly, something stomped her foot and she looked toward the nurse. They had been standing in front of the open door for two minutes. Lazul exchanged her thanks to the nurse and walked in the door, seeing something she only thought of in her nightmares. Lucia's body sat on a bed, bloody white patches covering spots all over her body. Mundus sat her bedside, holding her limp fingers within his own. Lazul almost didn't want to disturb them, when she heard a faint whisper.
"My fault... My fault..."
"Mundus?" she called. Mundus jumped and spun around, facing Lazul for the first time in the past few hours. His face had paled and his black hair was hung to the side in a loose ponytail.
"Lazul. Go home. You must be exhausted." he murmured senselessly.
"I'm staying here until morning." she muttered, taking a seat on the other side of Lucia's bed. Neither spoke for a while until a very quiet murmuring broke the silence.
"M-Mun-d-dus."
Mundus' head whipped toward Lucia. Lucia's eye still had not opened, but her mouth was slightly ajar. Lazul had glanced over, her face blank until she turned it toward Mundus. His eyes were about to overflow with tears.
"It's my fault." He stated as if it was common knowledge. Lazul could only shake her head.
"It's not your fault that some dumb ass fucked up the electrical wires, then left them out in the rain. For all we know, it's could've been an assassination attempt on me." Lazul muttered, leading of into inaudiable discussion. Mundus raised an eyebrow, but before he could ask Lazul spoke again.
"It could never be your fault. Lucia knew what she was doing."
"But the chandelier would've, no, should've hit me. She didn't have to go do that." He said.
"It…" sounded a small voice. Both heads turned toward Lucia who was weekly holding her eyes open. "It seemed so totally nessisary at the time. I don't know what I was-"
"Hush. Go back to sleep." Mundus said gripping her hand harder.
"SLEEP?! THE NURSE TOLD ME SHE'S WAS IN A COMA!" Lazul said in a loud whisper.
"Well, she's a blonde." Mundus said, smirking slightly.
"Oh. That explains. I mean, you should at least be able to tell a sleeping person apart from a person in a coma. That's just stupid." Lazul said, sounding quite annoyed with the nurse. Lucia smiled weakly.
"How long are you going to be in the hospital, Lucia?" Lazul asked, turning her attention away from the fact the nurse was a ditz.
"A couple weeks. The cuts were really deep so they want to make sure that they got all the glass and they don't get infected." Lucia responded, her eyes closing again.
"Hey Lucia…" Mundus said. Lucia opened one eye. Mundus smiled a little, leaned over her and presses his lips to her softly, but firmly. Lazul blushed. Public affection was not a spectator sport, but she couldn't tear her eyes away. They looked so cute like that. When they finally stopped, Lazul was still bright red. Lucia looked calm and had closed her eyes again, drifting off into the arms of the Sandman while Mundus sat up again, grinning.
"She's an angel, isn't she?" Mundus said, turning to Lazul.
"Well, I really can't answer that being that I'm a girl and I don't have an eye for that sort of thing. I think I'll leave you two for the night. Go home soon, Mundus. You're eyes are extremely bloodshot." Lazul said, standing up and edging toward the door.
"Just how I remember them." Lucia muttered. Mundus shot a glare at her that was caught between laughter and anger. Lazul smiled and left them alone, walking out of the hospital and down the darken streets. Once she'd reached home, the sun was starting to appear on the horizon. She walked up the grated steps and walked along the hall until she came to her black door, opening it and seeing Dante asleep on the couch, Benny on his stomach. She smiled before heading off to her own room. She felt heavy walking into her room, falling onto her bed. As soon as she had fallen, Lazul got up again. She walked into the living room, stopping for a moment and checking her pockets. Dante began to stir, seeing her in the middle of the room.
"Lazul?" Dante asked, seeing her turned away. Lazul didn't answer and she searched around, finding something on the floor and placing it in her pocket.
"Lazul?" he called again. He heard something click and she turned around, a 9mm Beretta in one hand pointed straight at him.
"Eliminate anyone who knows." She said automatically, her eyes a milky white. Dante's eyes widened and she slowly began to put pressure on the trigger. He patted his pocket, feeling a lump.
So, this is what the gun was for.
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A/N: You people are soooooo going to kill me! RUN AWAY! *hides in bomb shelter*
