A/N: some language, so be warned. I don't own anything you recognize, and I wish I didn't own the drunken guy, but I do own Saber. ;)
4.
We landed quickly in the trees, hiding the clothes in a hollow in a near by tree. The rest of the brood was asleep, and I could here Sabe's breathing slow on the branch above me.
I started to replay what had happened in the back of the club.
"What happened," Sabe asked looking down at me from his branch.
"Nothing," I said.
"You're crying," he told me.
I reached my hand up to my cheek and felt the wet tears streaking them. Darn it, he was right. "Stupid crackshit," I whispered to myself, "couldn't keep his dirty hands to his filthy self.
Too bad for me, Saber heard. "What did that guy do to you?"
"Nothing," I said being stubborn.
"Out, no bullshitting, I want to know what happened," he told me in a stern voice.
When ever any of us started using strong words like that, you knew we weren't kidding around. "Stupid blood downer touched me."
Sabe's eyes grew wide in terror. "I'm sorry, I should have gotten out of there faster; those girls just don't let you go though."
"'S okay," I told him turning on my side.
"No, it's not," Sabe said, "we don't need you getting molested the day we escape. It's my fault," he said.
"Don't say that, I was flirting with the guy," I explained, "I brought it on myself."
Saber grabbed my arm and pulled me up to his branch, which were actually two branches twirled together. "Don't you ever say that, Out, nothing is your fault."
Then, he pulled me into a hug still lying down. "I won't ever let that happen to you again," he promised.
"I'm glad we took that guy's blood, he was a sleaze ball," I told him, and he laughed. About an hour later, we fell asleep, still hugging.
Now, before you guys start thinking, Saber and Out ness, no, okay, just no. We're best friends, and have always treated each other like this. Every since the whitecoats brought Sabe to the glass prison, we have been this way, hugs were normal for us, and so was falling asleep in each other's arms. No one in the brood thought anything about it; that is except me.
I loved Sabe, like a brother, a twin, but thoughts of him always ran through my head. I don't think he thinks of me the same way, and I try not to think of him that way either, but he was the only boy my age I ever knew, maybe now we're out, I can finally go back to thinking of him as a twin brother, there are so many others in this big world, maybe one of them would accept a blood thirsty avian freak girl, maybe.
I dreamt of rainbows and purple unicorns that night, and in the morning, I was completely drenched in sweat.
A/N: Short, yes, and I'm sorry, but please review and I'll write more.