-Catgirl-of-Bavaria-: Whoa, I'm not sure, but this could be the best response I've gotten to a story, judging by the amount of reviews in the last couple of days! X3 So, anyway, a bunch of shout-outs to the reviewers, so I'll get to that now as to save space!

Sekai NerahThanks so much, and I have been keeping up with 'Mistaken,' and I'm really liking it. I have been meaning to review, but my new internet service doesn't like pop-ups, and apparently the review screen is considered one…kind of a pain, but mark my words, I'll review it soon!

Crystal Persian: lol, all in good time ;)

CrystalRose727: I'm hoping my story can live up to your expectations! And if that is the case with the next series, I hope everything bodes well with them sales…

DBZ angel: Kyah, I'm glad you love it so much! X3

Spellcaster Hikaru: Yep, good stuff is hard sometimes, isn't it? And I have to agree, having a secret like that would definitely suck…Though I'd probably stay on Oban myself, that place rocks :D And I do hope they do get another series out, I mean, they took care of Kanaletto and everything, but the Crogs, like you said, are still around and probably not very happy…Anyway, I'm glad you're liking it so far, and here's the next chapter for you!

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Thank you and love to all of the above! And I don't have to write another disclaimer, do I? –runs away to avoid typing out another one-

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--Chapter 3--

Several Surprises

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Eva stared at Aikka from behind, hardly daring to believe he was really there, and that he had just saved her. A smile began to form on her face, along with a slight blush, until she saw him stagger, as if he were trying, but failing, to turn to her. She suddenly noted just how beat up he really looked; his hair was even free from being tied up in his usual ponytails, his usually regal clothes were ragged and dirty, there were bruises and scrapes up and down his exposed, tan arms.

"Prince Aikka…?" She whispered, before crying out as he simply fell forward without any warning. G'dar clicked his pincers nervously, and Eva was already at Aikka's side, trying to turn him over.

"Aikka, can you hear me? Please say something!" Eva called worriedly as G'dar finally settled on the ground, coming up next to the prince. She managed to get him onto his back, and finally was able to notice the large crimson stain on the side of his tunic. "He's hurt, he's hurt bad…" Eva said to no one, as the Prince was now passed out.

She found his face, and found it unusually paled, a look of pain tugging at his expression. She gently stroked his cheek, fighting back tears. She set her ear to his chest, and was relieved to hear a heartbeat, though it was frighteningly weak. Leaning over she only barely hugged his shaking shoulders, fighting her own shoulders that were shaking as well as his, but out of fighting the instinct to cry.

"What happened to you, Aikka?" she murmured into his auburn hair.

When Eva finally dragged her now tearstained face from Aikka's neck, she wiped away at the tears on her face, and looked to G'dar. He looked concerned about his master, and glanced up from him to look at her. They seemed to be formulating a plot to get the Prince to safety, even though no sounds were made. Suddenly, Eva got up, and strode straight back to her rocket seat, gripping it by the handlebars and tugging it roughly up and off of the rocks it was settled on.

"We have to get him to my dad's hangar. It's not far from here." Eva told the bug as she tugged her vehicle into a calculated position near the injured Nourasian. "Sorry, G'dar, but I can't get him up on you, and if you carried him with your legs, it might make his injury even worse…" Eva told her companion, who responded in reluctant, but agreeable cackling. She stood back from the scene, quickly calculating how she could lever Aikka onto her bike and keep him safe there on the ride to the hangar.

"I'm so sorry, Aikka," Eva apologized in advance, grasping him by the arms and dragging him the short distance to the rocket seat, being careful and attentive to the prince's involuntary reactions to whatever she was doing. She managed to get him onto the first seat of the thing, and wiped her forehead carefully with her gloved hand, but struggled to get him seated properly. G'dar stepped forward, and helped her maneuver his master's leg over the chassis.

Eva gave a sigh, partially of relief, but partially out of apprehension for the coming ride. She glanced to the other side of the meadow, the direction to her father's hangar, just off of a race track. It wasn't far, but she'd never ridden this rocket seat with an unconscious passenger before, let alone a perilously injured one. She glared determinedly, and positioned herself from the passenger seat behind Aikka, relieved to find that her hand still reached the accelerator handle when she practically stood from her seat, though the brake handle was lost, for her left hand was currently supporting Aikka by the chest. She'd have to take this slow, with no brakes to keep her safe. Luckily, though, she could easily coast to a stop when she reached the Wei hangar. With a look to G'dar she nodded.

"Just follow me, okay?" she commanded to the bug, hoping he liked her enough to trust her with his master. G'dar responded with a light shriek, and opened his vast wings, taking to the air.

Eva smiled at the bug, and took in a breath. With great care, she twisted the accelerator slightly, and the bike pulled her gently down the hill at her slow speed. Going so slow was a new thing to her, and so it took her a few seconds to adjust.

"Come on, Eva, you can do this. Just like riding a new racer; just gotta get used to it…" She coached herself, experimenting only a little with the accelerator, trying to find the happy medium between too slow for Aikka's health, or too fast to keep control. She had to get to the track fast, but the last thing she wanted was to cause more harm to him should she lose control.

G'dar followed easily, and soon they were out of the meadow, and pacing through a couple of streets that stood between them and the track, and her father's hangar. She'd been on her way there anyway, but she couldn't help but wonder what Don Wei's reaction to the injured Nourasian would be.

Eva peered in every direction, weary of any cars, but she finally reached the track. Now it was a matter of getting to the other side, where the hangars and especially the infirmary were. She clutched the injured prince assuredly to her.

"Don't worry, you're going to be fine. I'll find out who did this to you…That's a promise." Eva whispered softly into his ear as she coasted around the outer edges of the race track bleachers. "Please, just hang in there…"

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"Where is that girl, she was supposed to be here half an hour ago!" Don Wei was clearly noticing his daughter's absence at his hangar. It was hard not to, not only was Eva his daughter, but she was one of the better mechanics in his hangar, and she would definitely appreciate the Wei's current visitors being there, not only for improving her own expertise, but because they hadn't seen each other for a fair few months. "I apologize, you two, I told her to be here today, she's usually here within five minutes of school being out."

"Oh, it's no problem at all, sir, we have plenty of time." The polite voice of Koji sounded as the oriental mechanic pressed his spectacles back to their proper place on the bridge of his nose.

"Besides, it's good to have a nice break." Stan's voice came muffled from under a newspaper, as the dark skinned man leaned lazily back in a rolling chair, his feet propped up on a bench. "I'm sure she'll be here soon anyway. You know she loves racing."

Don Wei nodded reluctantly; he still to this day was not keen on his daughter racing, lest it lead her down the same path as Maya had gone, but it was in her blood, and it couldn't be denied. Besides that, whenever he would try to forbid her from racing, she'd take it none too well. So the racing manager had eventually settled on letting her racing privileges ride on her grades. That certainly did wonders for her report cards, at least.

"Dad!" a cry echoed from just outside the hangar door, and Don looked up just in time to see his daughter gliding slowly to a stop on her rocket seat.

"Eva, why are you late? I told you-" Don cut himself off, noticing the extra passenger on his daughters rocket seat.

Eva groaned, frustrated, as she continued drifting around, not able to come to a complete stop, and shifted the prince into her right hand, gripping the brake handle firmly, bringing the two to a lurching stop.

"Eva, what is the meaning of this?" Don asked, coming down the stairs to his daughter's side. Stan and Koji consulted each other, puzzled, and went to see what was going on as well. These two were followed by a long-haired, sunglass-clad man.

"Dad, we gotta help him!" Eva looked desperately to her father, indicating the Nourasian in her arm. Don came to a stop, finally noticing that the extra passenger was unconscious and injured. He gasped to then notice G'dar floating up to them and settling before the hangar.

"Whoa, isn't that the racer from Nourasia?" Koji asked, fascinated from just inside the garage. Eva tossed her head in the direction of her mechanic friends.

"Stan! Koji! What are you…" Eva stammered, still cradling the prince in her arms.

"We came to visit you, of course!" Koji said cheerfully.

"Well, well, looks like the Little Mouse brought home an injured Nourasian prince! And a giant bug, too." The former pilot Rick smiled, coming between Stan and Koji, clapping a hand on both of their shoulders. "And here Don was worried a few weeks ago when she brought home a kitten from the rain!"

"Yeah, he's injured, I need to get him to the infirmary…Could you guys help me out, he's heavier than he looks…" Eva stepped off her sleeping rocket seat, still keeping a firm hold on the prince.

"Eva, there's blood on your shirt!" Don Wei observed, indicating to the girl, her white uniform top that was indeed stained with red.

"Well, yeah, just look at him!" Eva countered, "I got him all the way here, so of course his blood's on me!" Eva began to tear up, just thinking about the gaping wound that was probably just under his tunic. "And he's losing more by the second! I have to get him to the hospital!" She cried, pointing in the direction the infirmary was, just a few hangars down the line.

"Come on, Little Mouse, of course we'll help you. Stan, Koji, get over here!" Rick came back to the scene, dragging one of the hangar's roll up stretchers with him. Unfurling it, he gave one end to the stronger mechanic, Stan. "Koji, help Eva with the prince." Koji obeyed his command, and strategically gripped the Nourasian's legs while Eva supported his torso, and together they lifted him onto the stretcher, held ready by the two larger men.

Making sure the Prince was resting as comfortably as possible, Eva turned to her father as the two men started on their way to the infirmary.

"Dad, could we keep G'dar in here for a while? I don't know what else to do with him…" Eva asked her father, gazing at the prince's mount, who was now clicking worriedly for his master, but staying where he'd landed after following the girl.

Don looked a little taken back for a second, and looked nervously at the large bug. It wasn't a question of size, per se; his hangar was large enough for three star racers. But it was more a question of the bug's demeanor, his behavior. And, of course, this whole mess was just one big surprise. He hated surprises.

"Ah…" He suddenly cleared his throat nervously, catching eye of his daughter's pleading look. "Alright. If he stays in line, he can stay in here…until the Prince is better." Eva gave her father a huge hug, and ran off to catch the bug's attention. "Wait, Eva, don't get yourself hurt trying to tame that thing!"

"Don't worry, I think he trusts me! He trusted me with Aikka!" Eva waved back at her father.

"Next thing you know, my daughter will be killed by an oversized beetle…" Don Wei shook his head, rubbing his temples.

"Don't worry, sir. She has a great knack for many things, I think taming Nourasian racing beetles may be one of them." Koji laughed, indicating the bug, clicking and following the teen age girl who had a hand on its black head. Don sighed, and turned to go back up the stairs.

"I'll be in my office. I was hoping for this to be a happy birthday for Eva, but…" He trailed off, not looking at Koji. "Already there have been too many surprises."

"It'll be better in the morning, that's actually when her birthday is, isn't it? I think she'll be thrilled just to have you there for it." Koji told the manager respectfully. Don didn't respond, but pulled himself back into his office as Koji ran to accompany Eva on her way to the hospital wing.

"So, Eva, what exactly happened to him?" Koji asked gently, coming up beside Eva, who was now preparing to get back on her rocket seat. She swung a leg over and revved the engine, and Koji suddenly flustered. "Hey, wait, let me on, I'll come with you!"

She allowed him on, and zoomed off, probably before the mechanic was ready. Koji gave a little yelp and wrapped his arms around Eva's midriff, feeling a little uncomfortable with doing so.

"I don't know what happened to him, but I don't have any good feelings about it. Aikka is strong. Seeing him like this is so…" Eva continued the conversation over the hum of her engine, her eyes fixed on the hospital ahead, along with Rick and Stan, and of course, the prince.

"Scary?" Koji suggested at her silence.

"Terrifying." Eva nodded, saying so quietly.

"Hey, Eva," Koji said after a little while longer. Eva nodded to signal she was listening. "Don …I mean, your dad, he invited me and Stan. For your birthday, I mean."

Eva looked over her shoulder at her friend, unable to see much more than a glint of his glasses.

"I know how your past birthdays have been for you, he told us, that it was lonely for you, with no one there to celebrate with you, so he invited us to hang out with you, along with him, of course." Koji smiled at her speechlessness. "I know me and Stan have said that he's heartless, but…I definitely think we were wrong. He's really trying for you this year, you know?"

Eva couldn't help but smile, a little tear running down her cheek. She just remembered, tomorrow would be the one year anniversary of the day she broke out of boarding school to find her father. And if she hadn't done that, her life would have been drastically different today. She was ultimately glad she had found her father, cold and heartless though he had been to her as 'Molly,' no matter how many nights on Alwas or Oban had been spent in frustrated and angry crying fits.

"I'll have to thank all you guys when I get the proper time to." Eva turned a smile to her passenger as they pulled up in front of the hospital. "Come on, I have to find him now."

"Right," Koji nodded, hopping off the bike and following after her.

"Where is he?" Eva demanded, striding purposefully down the corridor, past Rick and towards the door he was guarding, fully intent on opening it to find her friend. Rick stopped her by grabbing her around the waist, pulling her away from her destination.

"Whoa, Eva, calm down, kid," Rick told her, tugging a now struggling sixteen year old back. "You can see him in a second, but the nurses are giving him a full exam of his injuries," Rick explained with a rise of an eyebrow. Eva simply looked at him with a puzzled expression, at which Rick sighed. "Meaning if you barge in there right now, you'll see more of prince Charming than I can allow you to, Little Mouse."

Eva suddenly got it, and looked away with a deep blush. Rick released the now harmless teen, and leaned back on his spot on the wall. Eva gave a look to Koji, and the two of them slid down the wall opposite Rick.

"Wait, then, where is Stan?" Koji looked around for his partner, pressing his stubborn glasses back into their spot. Rick simply indicated the shut door next to him.

"Helping." The ex-pilot said with a shrug.

Eva set her head on her knees; she just wanted Aikka to be awake, to be well. She hadn't seen whatever wound was the source of all the blood on him, but she was of course fearing the worst. Even worse and more worrisome, though, was how it had gotten there. Speaking of which, how exactly had he gotten there, anyway? Nourasian princes didn't just pop up in the sky every day…

"Hey, you guys can come in now," Stan told them from the door after what seemed to Eva like an eternity. He looked a little pale, which didn't help Eva's worries at all. She pelted to the door, and Stan grabbed her shoulder gently as she entered.

"I…think you should see this, Eva." He told her soberly. Eva followed him to where the nurses were standing, over the prince's bed, examining and wiping up blood from Aikka's main wound on his side.

"What, what's wrong with him?" Eva asked nervously, following her friend to the side of the bed alongside the two nurses. She found that Aikka still had his torn and damaged pants, but his shirt was gone, probably discarded for being so ruined with blood. His distinctive brown pieces of armor and his weaponry were folded up in a chair next to his bed.

"This is an unusual wound," the first nurse began, as she dabbed at some blood on the Nourasian's deep tan skin. Eva's eyes widened, finding the opposing gash, one that looked frighteningly deep, and curved from the side of his toned stomach to his back. "It appears to be the work of a sharp blade, but it also looks like a burn, as if it were the blade itself." The nurse diagnosed, indicating the damaged wound.

"It's not only a very painful type of wound, but it makes it harder to heal, as the burnt tissue is harder to rejoin together," the other nurse chimed in. "Ms. Wei, you found him, did you not? Do you have any clue of who or what could have done this to him?"

Eva suddenly recalled something, or rather, she was hit by a memory, a memory of a certain race on Alwas; she and Jordan were racing, they were winning, and she had just successfully used the hyper speed to completely outrun her opponent. But like that, it was all over. The ship somehow not only caught up to them, but that yellow, glowing blade, sliced straight through them, straight through the Arrow II with no effort at all.

Eva suddenly collapsed into a chair she only vaguely knew was behind her, burying her face in her hands.

"Ms. Wei? Are you alright? Do you have any ideas?" one of the nurse's voices called to her, though it sounded distant to her. Her hands ran through some of her hair.

"I have a theory…" Eva said with a bit of malice in her voice.

Stan set a gentle hand on his friend's shoulder, having come to the same conclusion himself. He gave a look at Koji, who was paling at simply the sight of blood.

"Those trident blades did seem to have a heated type of energy to them," Koji recalled quietly, catching the nurse's observations. "In fact, I'd say that they were pure energy…"

All three of Eva's male companions exchanged strained looks; they knew full well why the subject of those blades was a hard one for the girl, they'd all seen it when Toros's ship had sliced their racer in two. What they didn't know, was how it was going to affect the poor girl, should the prince not recover from the wound.

Eva didn't bother to hear Koji, but was rather in her own world. With her hands entangled in her hair, the girl worried, putting puzzles together about Aikka's attack; the Crogs had to have been the ones who attacked him. It was probably a fight over the race of Oban, that they had of course lost. Not only that, but Aikka had ultimately betrayed them, and in the end she had won the ultimate prize with his help. There was all the reason she needed to figure out why they'd attacked him.

She couldn't say how long it had been that she'd been there, but the light was beginning to fade from outside, and suddenly two hands touched her in passing.

"He's doing alright, now, Ms. Wei, we'll leave him to you now. Call us if you need anything." Eva didn't look up from the ground but nodded her understanding. With the latching of the door across the room, Eva knew she was alone now; Stan and Koji had long since left with Rick after leaving their regards with her. She sighed and leaned back in her chair, finding that her legs had been threatening to go to sleep. Sunset was soon, she could tell with a look out the window. Her gaze fell next upon Aikka, and she decided to drag herself over to the prince. Standing above him, she noticed several places that had been covered in bandages, large or small. The largest was the one that was now wrapped around his side, held in place with medical tape. And though the blood and dirt was wiped away, the sight was still leaving her with a knot in her stomach.

She found his armor in the chair next to her, and found even the thick, leather-like material to be torn and bloodied to match the placement of some of the bandages on his shoulders. She moved the equipment to the table in the corner, and pulled the new chair towards her, and sat down so she could be level with his face when he woke.

How long she'd waited to see his face, she couldn't even say. She had missed his presence the second she'd stepped on the ship that took her from Oban. He'd held a special part of her heart since the day she first saw him smile at her. So many times she'd sat at her window at home, and wondered, which shining silver dot could be his planet, or his sun.

As much as she wanted him to be with her, she never wanted it to be like this. These circumstances were terrifying to her; the Crogs obviously weren't done with him, they still had vengeance for him breaking the 'alliance.'

Sitting there, the only sound was the prince's steady, but sometimes, catching breaths. His face was returning to its normal, deep tan complexion, and the light dots on each cheek were beginning to stand out again. Eva suddenly noticed his hair, how it actually seemed longer than she recalled, laying in light waves around his shoulders. It had somehow all escaped even his headpiece, which still left that curving design that reminded her of G'dar's shell markings on his forehead. She managed to notice his exposed chest, finding it every bit as toned as she would expect it to be.

Eva blushed, and set her head in a nest created by her arms on the edge of the bed. She only disrupted her arms to send one out to pull the blanket draping around Aikka's hips up to his shoulders. She sighed deeply, and began drifting between conscious and unconscious thoughts.

And, conscious thoughts or not, her mind always wondered back to the Crogs, and what exactly had been going on before Aikka had saved her from her so-called friends. She couldn't leave the subject alone.

Nearly every time she drifted off to sleep, she re-watched that terrible race with Toros, though her fears and anxiety had twisted the image to be frighteningly different; instead of her racer being the victim of the trident, it was Aikka. She'd been brought back to the hospital room with a start each time this occurred, and it just left her more scared than before.

It felt like such a crazy thing to say, but Eva realized Aikka was lucky in this case. Dealing with those tridents could have ended so much worse. She could have lost him for good, and she may have never even known. She would have just waited around for an eternity for him to meet her again, to show her his kingdom, as he had promised her. She would have waited for ages for a reunion that would have never come.

She had come so close to losing him.

A slight stirring along with a moan brought her out of her thoughts, and she found the prince flinching a bit. His teeth were gritted, and he was arching his back slightly and in such a way as if trying to escape the wound on his torso.

"Aikka…" Eva murmured sadly, sending out her hand to find his. "He must still really be in pain…"

As Eva placed her palm around Aikka's tense fist, she was surprised to notice that it seemed to calm at her touch. She watched as the more care she showed him through this connection, the more relaxed he became. She found his eyes still shut, but she felt as though he was conscious of her being there beside him.

"Aikka…"Eva whispered again, resisting the knot in her throat.

Suddenly the hand that was in hers clasped onto her fingers, giving Eva a slight start, but nonetheless giving her hope for the prince. At least he was responsive. He gave another slight growl for the pain, but managed to finally speak.

"Molly," Eva couldn't help the smile that was spreading across her face now, nor could she help the few tears lining up in her eyes. He finally turned his head stiffly to look at her, his sapphire eyes visible to her again.

"Prince Aikka…you're awake!" Eva cried happily, resisting the urge to embrace him. Aikka sighed roughly, trying to position himself to better suit his injury.

"Yes, and I am glad to have found you," the prince told her, his blue eyes scanning her face. He suddenly frowned, and his hand left hers to stroke a particular spot on her cheek, then her chin. "Those other humans did this to you, did they not?"

Eva suddenly became aware of the evidence of her fight on her face. She grimaced slightly, here he was, injured by the blade of a Crog, and he was worrying about such small, trivial injuries.

"Yeah, but it's nothing, those will be gone by tomorrow." Eva said dismissively.

"Why were they hurting you, Molly?" Aikka pressed. Eva simply looked off.

"You were kind of right about one thing, Aikka, some humans don't have any honor." Eva smiled meekly at him. "You tell them about the best thing to ever happen to you, and not only do they not trust you enough to believe it happened, but they find every way in the world to throw it in your face."

Aikka gave her a sad look, and moved his hand to cup her star-tattooed cheek.

"I see we both have had hard times since Oban," He smiled weakly at her, before flinching at another pang from his side.

"A-Aikka!" Eva stammered, following his retreating hand with both of her own, for once at a loss of what to do. Aikka gave her an urgent look. "How much pain are you in? I'll go get a nurse," Before she could move anywhere, a hand grabbed her wrist.

"Molly, listen to me; I came here to warn you," Eva looked at him, finding him either over his latest bout, or hiding his pain very well.

"Warn me?"

"Yes. You saw my wound, correct?" He looked seriously into her crimson eyes.

"Yeah, it was made by a Crog blade, wasn't it?" Eva supplied her theory. Aikka looked at her for a second, taken aback that she'd answered his question before he had even asked it.

"You really are clever, princess. Yes, it was a Crog sword to be specific," Aikka explained, pulling the girl back to her seat and giving up at trying to prop himself up. He was feeling useless lying there like this, but the pain was too much to be denied. "My point is, the Crogs have attacked Nourasia."

Eva stared intently at him, knowing this wasn't all of the warning.

"Though my people are strong, I do fear for them. But I also have a strong fear for your life, Molly." Aikka told her seriously, his eyes full of worry.

"Me?" Eva gasped, before she put it together in her mind. "Wait, is all this just about what happened in the races?"

"Well, partly. The main reason for this war, is of course the breaking of Nourasia's so-called alliance with the Crogs." Aikka said through again gritted teeth, while he silently labeled wounds inflicted by Crog blades as the most bothersome of all. With a sigh he tried to ignore the pain and continue. "So you can easily see why there has been an attempt on my life. But I fear they may also come after you. Ultimately, it was my friendship with you that made me completely separate from them during the race. You saved me, and the galaxy, but I'm afraid it has just put you in even more danger." Aikka finished off forlornly, looking away from the girl.

"Aikka," Eva said firmly at his guilty look, and he glanced at her. "If you think for even a second that I regret having you as a friend back then or even now, then you are dead wrong."

Aikka said nothing, but beheld her with grateful blue eyes. It would surely be better for her to have never gotten involved with him and consequently the Crogs, but she didn't have a drop of regret in her for having met him. Not even after all he'd done to her and her team on the Crog's command.

"So, how are we going to kick the Crogs' butt this time?" Eva asked him almost playfully, setting her hands on her hips. Aikka couldn't help smiling at her, but his side gave him another twinge to remind him of its existence, and his smile was broken.

"Molly," Aikka said again through gritted teeth, while the human leaned over his bed in concern. "On my riding seat on G'dar, there's a knapsack. Could you bring it to me? I managed to bring something with me that will help." He suddenly remembered something, and turned to her with wide eyes. "G'dar…He's alright, isn't he?"

"Yeah, he's fine, I got him to follow me here. He's in my dad's hangar right now." Eva nodded. Aikka smiled.

"I knew he liked you. He followed you, you say?" Eva nodded. "You should feel lucky, Molly, G'dar is quick to warm up to only a few." He managed a little chuckle.

"On G'dar, though, how do I get up there?" Eva suddenly wondered, recalling how tall the bug was to her. "Will he let me?"

"He should. You may need assistance though, I'm sure that humans can't jump like Nourasians can." Aikka grinned at her through some pain.

"You jump up there?" Eva gaped at him, though knowing she shouldn't be surprised; she had seen the prince do a few things with powerful jumps. "Alright, I'll go get it for ya, I'll be back quick, I promise!" Eva winked and held out a fist, recreating the pose that was special between the two of them. Aikka looked at the gesture, and smiled serenely, glad to see she remembered as well as he.

"I'll hold you to that, princess." He matched the move, letting their hands just touch, staring deeply into her eyes.

Eva blushed at both her nickname and the eyes boring into hers, and gave him one last smile before pelting out the door. Stealing down the halls and out the front lobby of the infirmary, she hopped on her bike, blasting her way to the hangar.

This was one promise that she wouldn't let anyone stop her from keeping.

-Catgirl-of-Bavaria-: Huzzah, he's awake! Now we get to get into the Aikka/Molly fluff we all love! Hope you all enjoyed it! I'll return soon!