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Wonderful Wonder World

~ Chapter Seven: Roller Coaster Ride ~

As soon as Fleur fell asleep, Conrart decided to find Gisela. He had a feeling that she would know how to help. At the very least, maybe she'd know where to find help. He was not used to the sort of situation he faced at that moment. Most people who looked the way Fleur looked were poor. However, he knew for a fact that she was pretty well off. Maybe she had contracted a chronic illness since he last saw her or maybe she already had the illness when he last saw her, but it really didn't show until recently.

Gisela von Christ could be heard ordering Dakoskos around, as usual, her voice echoing amongst the castle walls. "Dakoskos, don't be so lazy!" If one didn't know any better, one would think that those two were a couple. However, Gisela was Miss Sergeant from the past and her old habits of being a kind yet very strict military personnel hadn't left her.

Conrart rushed towards her, feeling a sense of relief, even if it was only halfway and he still felt a part of him really worrying about the young woman he had left asleep in the bedroom in order to get some help. Yeah, she'd know just what to do. "Gisela, I could really use your help." He stopped as she turned around and stared at him in confusion. "We have a guest and she looks really sick," he told the woman in answer to the blank stare he was getting from her.

The woman smiled at him. "Alright." She turned around, looked at Dakoskos and gave him a nod. "Okay. You can take a break," she told him and the moment she noticed a whirlwind of happiness about to explode from him, she held up her right index finger pointed towards the ceiling and told him, "Don't forget, only a small break."

He nervously saluted her. "Yes, maam!" Oh, gosh, she just loved that reaction out of him! He did it so very often. It was kind of cute, actually. That guy would go to the ends of the earth for her.

Gisela turned back around. "Okay, let's go." She patiently waited as Conrart turned to face the direction he had just come from. She followed behind him as he lead the way, all professional attitude. I'm curious about this person, anyway. I wasn't told about any visitor.

Conrart stopped in the open doorway of a guest bedroom. To his horror, the bed was no longer occupied and the window stood open, the pale pink, lacy curtains blowing in the wind. He quickly approached the window and looked out. There on the small ledge to the right sat Fleur, staring out into the distance with longing. "What are you doing?"

Her heart leapt up into her throat and then plunged down into her stomach. She gasped, her eyes widening as her body gave a jolt and she jerked her head in the direction of the voice. "Hey!" She scooted farther to the right, away from him. Idiot, she told herself as she completely turned her back end towards Conrart, feeling a blush creeping along her nose and cheeks.

Gisela entered the bedroom. "Did you find whomever it was that you were looking for?" She wandered up to the window as Conrart climbed out onto the small ledge. What's he doing? That was when she heard an abrupt shriek and poked her head out the window just in time to witness both Conrart and the guest he had mentioned concern for tumbling through air.

"YOU MORON," shrieked the young woman.

"Well, you scooted too far out and were on the edge of the ledge just outside the bedroom window. Weren't you aware of the possibility of falling?"

Heat rose to her face and steam escaped every single possible opening. Of course, she had forgotten all about falling to her death. She had been so busy wishing that she could sprout wings from her back and fly around. She was embarrassed and mad all at the same time. "Why'd you have to go and point it out for?" Darn you!

Conrart just shrugged and protectively held her body close to his, shielding her head with his arms. He noticed a gathering of trees below them. "Don't let go." He reached with one hand for a nearby tree branch.

She was about to come off with a sarcastic remark, but before she could do so, there was a harsh jerk and she felt herself stop and hang in midair. She had no idea what had just taken place and she started to squirm.

"Hey! Hold still!" His warning came about a split second too late and a snap pierced the suddenly silent surroundings as they went falling once more. With the combination of impact, human weight and movement, the tree branch had snapped.

At that moment, the end of a short tree branch caught on Fleur's outfit and she heard a loud rip and felt the harsh tug all the way from the hem up to the back of her neck. Afterwards, she felt a part of the material fall away and then she felt the wind against her exposed flesh. Though embarrassing, the force behind that slowed them down and they weren't descending at such a deadly speed.

Conrart ducked and tumbled forward. Holding Fleur tightly in place, he hit the ground with a thud. For a moment, he let his arms flop out to the sides and he laid there with Fleur lying on her stomach on top of him. He stared up towards the heavens with his eyes wide.

Fleur placed her right hand on the ground beside him to the right and her left hand on the ground beside him to the left. She then pressed her palms into the grassy earth and lifted herself up. Her outfit slid down to her wrists, lying on top of him with the torn back facing her. "Are you okay?"

He quickly turned his head to the left and stared at the green carpet from a close up point of view, a deep blush crossing his face. He knew full well that they were in a very compromised position, but he also knew full well that it wasn't done on purpose. The least he could do at that point was not lie there and stare at her boobs like some heathen.

She stared down at him in confusion. "What's the matter?" She had forgotten the fact that her bra was dirty and she was currently going braless and her outfit had torn so her breasts were exposed.

Footsteps echoed nearby. Not a moment later, Gisela, Wolfram and Yuuri emerged. Of course, Gisela went to get Wolfram and Yuuri to help her search for Conrart and his guest right after they had fallen.

As soon as Gisela noticed the two in their current position, she glared at them. "What do you think you're doing?" Here I was worried and I come to find out that they are out here making out!

Wolfram crossed his arms over his chest, turned his head to the right and stuck his nose up into the air. "Yuck, get a room!" Jeez, that brother of mine!

Yuuri covered his face in embarrassment. "C-Conrart?" Why are they like that?

Fleur removed herself from on top of Conrart, the rest of her outfit falling the rest of the way off her. She stared at Gisela with innocence. "Why are you so upset?" She looked from Wolfram and Yuuri with confusion.

Conrart sat up, tossing the remains of Fleur's outfit aside. He sat there with his head lowered and stared at the ground. His heart was going about a million miles per minute and embarrassing images refused to leave him in peace. "I know what it looked like, but it wasn't like that at all." Anyway, she's way too cute to do that kind of thing to. I mean, we aren't even a married couple.

Gisela sighed. "Okay, fine." Whoa, Conrart! You're supposed to be a man. This is surprising. Most men would've groped the living daylights out of a chick with big boobs. She began to wonder if Conrart was really homosexual. Maybe his testosterone was all out of whack. It was good and a little scary all at the same time.

Conrart stood and held out a hand towards Fleur. "Come on. You really shouldn't be out and about in your condition."

She reached for his hand. His hands were big and warm and calloused to her. The hands of a man with a kind heart, a sense of justice and a sense of hard work. She liked the way his hand felt as it held hers and she loved how she felt the strength in his muscles as he pulled her to her feet. He must work out a lot. His muscles weren't at all like the gaudy looking muscles she saw on most men.

Gisela lead the way as she, Conrart and Fleur made their way back towards the castle. Of course, Wolfram and Yuuri lingered behind. It was obvious that they wanted to talk in private about something.

Fleur found herself in a battle to keep herself steady. It took a lot of her energy just to walk. Her heart pounded painfully inside her chest and her breathing became labored. It was a struggle to keep her vision clear and her eyelids open. She bit the middle of her bottom lip hard with her top front teeth.

Conrart noticed out of the corner of his eye. He could tell she was screaming on the inside out of frustration and he sighed. "I know you're frustrated, but if you don't stop that, you're going to end up drawing blood." She must have a high tolerance to pain to be able to bite down that hard and not shed one tear. Right behind Gisela, he lead her by the hand through the open bedroom doorway. He let go of her hand and let his arm fall to his side.

Gisela turned around and gave him a kind yet firm look. "I'm going to need you to step out for a bit." She made a shooing motion and watched as he stepped out into the hallway, shutting the door.

Gisela spun around and looked Fleur up and down several times. "First off, my name is Gisela von Christ. I tend to medical needs around here. What's your name?"

Fleur told Gisela her name. "It's French. Flower," she told her.

She smiled and nodded as she approached the bed. "Ah, I see. You're a smart one." She sat down on the edge of the mattress and patted a spot near her. "Please, do come and sit beside me."

Fleur approached the bed and climbed into it, sitting beside Gisela. "You seem really nice," she said, glancing at her shyly several times. This stranger woman is a doctor of sorts. The fact that a stranger woman was the one to check her out, even for medical reasons, was kind of weird to her. It was better than a stranger man doctor.

Conrart leaned against the closed door, an ear pressed up against it. He knew that it was rude to eavesdrop, but he just couldn't help himself. He was really worried about Fleur. He did like her a lot, after all. If something awful were to happen to her, he would struggle to live without her, as if a giant hole would remain a giant hole.

Gisela finished up her examination of Fleur. "Okay, I'll go and get you some clothes," she said as she reached the door, turned the knob and opened it. She called back over her shoulder, "This time, please, don't get out of bed." With that, she closed the door as she emerged into the hallway.

"Is she okay?" Conrart was just dying to know.

Gisela sighed. "She has what is called anorexia nervosa. Now, you can't just tell her 'Just eat, already, or you'll die.' It's more of an illness of the mind and the heart rather than that of the body. Though, it does have a negative effect on the body."

"So, what's going to happen to her?" He knew next to nothing about the situation, let alone understood what it entailed.

She thought for a moment and then remembered the time she had some time off from work and had gone to the human world for a few months or so. She was curious and wanted to see what Yuuri's home was like. She also thought it would be a good chance to educate herself in the field of medicine from Yuuri's home. "Well, I have read a little bit on this subject matter in the past. I have a friend from Yuuri's world who had the disorder."

It surprised Conrart that Gisela had visited the human world at all. That was the first mention of anything of the sort. "When did you ever visit Yuuri's world?"

"It was some time ago. I had some time off and so I decided to go and visit Yuuri's world. While there, I educated myself in the medical field of that particular world and not only that, but I made a friend during my stay. She actually went into recovery." A sad expression snuck its way across her face. "I really miss her," she mumbled. She hadn't seen her in years and she wondered how she was doing.

"So, what do we do?"

"We need to tiptoe around her for now. If she does start her way onto the road of recovery, that's good, but that doesn't mean that we don't have to pay attention because it's very easy for someone with these issues to experience a relapse."

He nodded, listening carefully.

"If she doesn't get some nutrients soon, things will start to get very painful for her. Her body will go into starvation mode and her internal organs will start to feed on each other. Her body is holding onto fat and using it for something it shouldn't really be used as. If she does recover and stay there, but soon falls into binge eating, she will experience a difficult time getting rid of the fat because her body will be eternally damaged."