This chapter takes place after The Origin of The World. Basically, the race took place but the whole Jordan-tries-to-get-Eva-but-finds-Don-instead thing doesn't. Knock yourselves out.
Chapter four: Losing Yourself
Jordan was cornered, sweating, in the room he shared with Eva. He had stolen her diary, and now had to face the wrath of her, Stan, and Koji.
"I can fight all of you! I don't want any trouble," he said, stepping forward.
"Oh I'm not getting any trouble." She sneered. Eva lunged at Jordan. She rolled between his legs (that doesn't sound right…), punched the back of his knees so they buckled, and pinned him to the ground.
"You can get up now. Think twice before you take someone's diary." Eva whispered in his ear before letting Jordan up. Then she was her glowing, laughing self again. "Anyone up for Nourasian?"
"Count me in!"
"Yeah, anything but that horrible crap that Don Wei gives us!"
"Well, let's get to Aikka's then. I'm starving!"
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They all hurried over to Aikka's temple. Aikka was there all right, but he had another visitor.
"Kross, I forbid you to come to my temple!"
"Not an option, Nourasian." Kross held Aikka by the neck with his fist. The prince clawed desperately at his throat.
"Oh no! Prince Aikka! Come on, you guys, let's show this flea-bitten oversized rabbit what Earthlings are made of!"
They charged at Kross, who was still occupied with Aikka. Eva punched Kross' knees like she did to Jordan, only way harder. That didn't work, so she kicked him instead. Stan and Koji had jumped onto his shoulders and started whacking him on the head with their wrenches, while Jordan hung onto Kross' arm that he was choking Aikka with and tried to wrench his fingers apart so Aikka could escape. This line of attack produced the desired effect. Kross' knees buckled and as he fell, his hand was opened enough so Aikka could breathe, and the constant pounding delivered by the mechanics knocked him out.
"And that, my friends," Eva pointed to Kross' knees "Is why you should never underestimate the power of a female."
"We did it!" Koji cheered childishly, doing his victory high-five with Stan.
"Yeah! We rock!"
"Thank you for saving me. I am much in your debt." Aikka humbly acknowledged.
"We just want to eat something that isn't crap! Can you spare some food?"
"Well, there isn't much here…"
"That's okay, I'll just grab some stuff from our temple to start with, Aikka can give us recipes, and then we can substitute ours for Nourasian food. It shouldn't be too hard!" Eva eagerly ran off to get the stuff.
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'What has gotten into that girl's head now?' Don Wei thought as he saw Eva run around the kitchen.
'Let's see here, celery, carrots…'
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Meanwhile, back at the temple…
"So you see, she's going through a lot right now. I think we should keep watch on both of him, you know, so he doesn't mess her up or anything." Jordan explained. Stan and Koji nodded.
"So she's really-"
"Uh huh, his daughter. Hold on-she's coming." They stopped whispering and looked up "innocently".
"Hey, I got the stuff- Wait a minute, what's going on?" Eva looked sternly at Jordan, but her shining eyes gave away the fact that she was only kidding. "What did you do?"
"I…I told them."
"YOU WHAT! Oh well, it was going to happen anyway. So, does who I am change, well, who I am?"
"Well, not really."
"Listen, we can continue this conversation later, we need to get our breakfast ready. So, Aikka, what's today's dish?" Eva asked.
"Today, it's iscilia a la maug, or "omelet" in Earth terms." Aikka answered.
"Yum!"
"Let's get started!"
"You guys just wait out here and set the table." Eva said. "I wouldn't trust any of you with a frying pan. Aikka and I will take care of the cooking. Stop giggling, we're just going to cook some omelets! Jeez, you don't ever let up, do you?"
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Everyone had finished their omelets and said goodbye. Stan and Koji went to the Arrow to tinker with it. ("Mechanics are like that, they have such imaginations.") That left Jordan for "guard duty". He didn't mind, though, he preferred watching over someone (mainly Eva) to chatting with
"Over-imaginative" mechanics. Wandering the hallways could bore someone to death, though, and Jordan was desperate for some conversation.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"I'm trying to get lost."
"Why?"
"So I can learn to find my way again."
"You're that desperate, aren't you."
"Uh huh."
"Why don't you go and do something for a change?"
"I am doing something."
'There we go!' "I mean other than this, like, oh I don't know, show me your diary?" Jordan egged her on.
"Why that's a great idea! Come on!" she grabbed his arm and flew off in the other direction.
"Whoa, be careful, that's the only right arm I'll ever get!"
Eva skidded to a stop in front of a wall.
"Well, I guess you got what you wanted. Now what're we gonna do?"
"Hold on." Eva snapped. She pressed one stone. It slipped forward and fell on the floor with a clang. Then, a whole section of the wall opened, so now there was a hole just big enough to climb through. "Come on!" she hissed. "We don't have much time!"
They climbed through the hole, which immediately closed behind them.
"Whoa." Jordan breathed, looking around. They were in one of those platform-thingys that you could sit and look at the stars, except this was more private.
(A/N-That doesn't mean I'll make them do anything)
Also, here it was like nighttime. In other words, the stars were out.
"Where are we?"
"I don't know, except that it appears when I need time alone, or when someone needs a private conversation."
They sat down and gazed up at the inky blackness scattered with brilliant points of light.
"Those stars are beautiful, but they can't hold a candle to you." Jordan muttered under his breath. "Where are you off to now?"
"I'm going back, it's getting cold and time travels faster where we are than out here. If we stay any longer, it might be this time there." Eva started to leave.
"Well, it's warmer over here. " Jordan patted the ground next to him eagerly. "And besides, no one'll miss us. The race was yesterday, you know."
"You like me, don't you!"
Jordan was taken aback by this question. He looked away. "Mashugna," he mumbled. Now that the secret was out, he would be teased to death, and he wouldn't hear the end of it.
"Don't try to act innocent. I didn't ignore you when you tried to make a move on me. I guess I'll let it slip this time." Eva teased, sitting next to him.
"Mashugna"
They sat in silence watching the stars. After a while, Eva rested her head on Jordan's shoulder. He was a little surprised at this, but all he did was just sit there.
"You are very warm. And comfortable." she mumbled.
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Eva didn't know what happened. She must've fallen asleep, because she woke up to Koji's voice.
"Aww, that's so cute!"
"Koji, when did you get here?!" Eva shot up onto her feet.
"Oh, don't give me that. Stan and I come here too, you know."
"I know." Eva muttered crossly.
"So what were you gonna do?" Stan inquired.
"None of your business!"
Stan and Koji giggled.
"Shut up! We came here looking for peace, and what do we get?! A couple of matchmaker mechanics barging in! What was I going to do? Nothing! What will I do now? LEAVE! Come on, Jordan." She yanked a dazed Jordan up and stomped out.
"Brilliant idea, Koji."
"Hey, at least we got the place to ourselves now!"
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Eva and Jordan ran up to their room. Jordan never once looked at Eva. It was night, so they both got ready for bed.
"Hey, Eva," Jordan said, "Do you want to talk?" he saw her scribbling furiously at her notebook.
"I don't know, Jordan. We have to find ways to get Stan and Koji to stop bothering us, but other than that…" she picked up her book and pencil and sat down next to Jordan. "I just don't get it, what's going on?"
"Well, I don't know either, but at least have a group now. Whatcha drawing?"
"You." She scribbled out another sketch. "I can't ever get it straight, I always screw it up. I can draw the others alright, but…"
"Well, why don't you just put the paper on my face and trace it?"
"Okay." Eva tore the paper off, crumpled it up, and smushed on Jordan's face.
"You don't understand the language of sarcasm, do you?"
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Woot!
- Virtual Dragon of Oban
Yay! Fifth chapter!
Summary: Now that Eva's somewhat stable, Jordan's thinking about risking a talk with Don Wei. But Eva still has another secret, although this one's more annoying than bad.
Read and find out!
Ch. 5: Secrets
"Wh-where am I? Why am I sitting up, and what's this sorry excuse for a pillow doing here?!" Eva mumbled.
"Well, Eva, it seems that you had fallen asleep on me again, and that 'sorry excuse for a pillow' is my arm!" Jordan teased. These "cuddle sessions" were getting more frequent by the day.
"Dang. Sorry I made your life miserable by being tired, Mr. I'm-the-center-of-the-earth!"
"Hey, I wasn't trying to be mean. If it means anything to you, I'm going to try to talk to Don Wei, maybe get him to stop loading all this crap on you."
"Thanks, but do you see pigs flying? Jordan, if you talk to him, you'll only make it worse. Please don't!" she begged.
"Oh fine, have it your way…at Burger King now!" Jordan started pouting, but, seeing a good pun, made a joke. "Eva, you're all tense. Lighten up once in a while."
"How do you know I'm tense?"
"Because, you're sitting on my lap!"
"Bing Bing Bing, we have a winner!" she chuckled and relaxed.
"You draw well," Jordan acknowleged, changing the subject. "Who's this?" he wondered, flipping to a certain page and pointing to a sketch.
"Hey!" Eva snapped, shutting the notebook.
"Yeesh, I was just wondering. Don't have a seizure." he reasoned.
"I was going to show you later today, but only if you can keep a lot of secrets."
"O-kay then. Let's get ready, Aikka's kitchen is calling."
"Ha, ha."
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Everyone (except Don Wei) had finished their Nourasian meal of fried "gilden", the equivalent of earth ham. Again, Stan and Koji went off to the Arrow. ("They don't ever give up, do they?!") Which means Jordan was left with Eva again.
"Didn't you want to show me someone earlier?" Jordan asked.
"That's where we're going. Be patient."
They wandered the hallways a bit more until they came upon the fake wall again.
"Yoo-hoo, Knucklehead! We're comin' in!" Eva yelled through the wall. Then she pressed the stone and climbed through the hole, followed by Jordan.
"Who the hell is that!"
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Yea, I know it was short. Reeeeealy short. I needed a cliffhanger so that I could work on my others. Yea, others. I'm writing a "Who I Am" so people understand me-Kyrra. BTW, I'm not calling it "Who I Am" because digiwildfire had the idea. Im just using it so my OC's are understood. My fic will be called "A Guide to Kyrra and Other VD of O OC's". Kinda obvious, ain't it?
Ciao for now,
- Virtual Dragon of Oban