Lost Memories/Amnesia Girl Chapter 25
"Is Pompom a girl? Or is Pompom a boy?" Amarante asked. The five pilots were sitting down for lunch. The four boys perked up at her question before going back to their lunch. Athrun looked at her noticing her eyes seemed more focused. She was doing pretty well outside of the hospital but not everything was smooth sailing.
"Pompom is a girl," Athrun replied. The dog wagged its tail hearing its name being called. Amarante always took Pompom with her. She wanted to get her a leash for the dog but she thought it could be demeaning to Athrun.
"Okay, I thought so. Have you located the legged ship yet?" Amarante asked. Yet the name began to bring back a flood of memories and a tremendous amount of head pain. She gasped placing her hands on her head before crying out loudly. Many of the soldiers around her stopped in stared. Nicol alarmed at her terror wrapped his arms around her. He then wrapped a hand around her mouth so she couldn't continue to cry out.
"What happened?" Nicol asked trying to calm Amarante down. She only thrashed and continued to whimper and cry out. The cries were muffled since Nicol's hand was over her mouth. The three other boys began to look at each other
"I don't know. Get her out of here Nicol," Athrun ordered. He picked up Pompom as Nicol escorted Amarante out of the mess hall. Outside Nicol sat her down on a bench trying to calm her down.
"Calm down Amarante," Nicol said rubbing her back. Tears came to her eyes and she began to hyperventilate. Nicol was about to tell her to slow her breathing but her words beat him to it.
"Stop touching me Maylam!" Amarante snapped. She continued to suffer as more pain came to her head thinking of the rough boy she once knew. Nicol cocked his head wondering who this person was. Maybe Kirkwood knew something about Maylam.
"Maylam?" Nicol asked curiously. She almost immediately stopped hyperventilating and looked at Nicol in a confused manner. With her teary eyes she blinked in confusion.
"Who?" she asked before holding her head again. She let out a slight holler before placing her head on her knees.
"Everything will be alright Mar… Amarante," Nicol corrected. IF she had went into a frenzy over the code name she would probably go into a frenzy over her nickname. Placing his hand on her back, he tried to force her to sit up.
"I'm scared…Nicol I'm scared," Amarante cried out. Athrun came out soon enough with Pompom and a little later so did Yzak and Dearka. Her head was still on her knees as the three boys stared at Amarante.
"How is she?" Athrun asked. He crouched down in front of her rubbing her arm gently. Amarante was groaning and shaking
"She had a memory moment," Nicol mouthed to his friends.
"I think I'm going to take her to the hospital. She needs to be a place to calm down on her own without any interference," Nicol replied. It would be hard to carry the girl because of the leg brace on her right leg. She sat up immediately placing a hand on Nicol's shoulder.
"No! Please not the hospital! No! Anywhere but that place! Even the battlefield! Not the hospital! No! Please no! I don't want to go back! They're so mean there! I don't want to go back!" Amarante cried out. For once Yzak felt an extreme amount of sentiment for the girl. At a time he used to make fun of her for being so frail, but this was different. Almost EVERYTHING was new to her, she couldn't remember anyone or anything. It was saddening to see her like this…for everyone watching her.
"Amarante please, be reasonable," Nicol tried to reason but her tearful face put him in his place. Amarante couldn't go back…not now. She had to be alone somewhere, but where?
"Do you want Pompom?" Athrun asked but Dearka only nudged him harshly. From a distance DaCosta watched the scene play out. Waltfeld had sent him to check up on Amarante to see how much she had remembered. Coming closer it troubled him to hear the sobbing. The boy that he ran into at the hospital room was consoling her. He was still a little surprised to see that Nicol was still by her side.
"What's the problem here?" DaCosta asked approaching them. Amarante recognized this voice. It was DaCosta…she couldn't remember where he was from but she knew him…she knew she did.
"DACOSTA!" Amarante cried breaking away from Nicol and thrusting herself in his arms. He stumbled backwards as DaCosta wrapped his arms around her. Nicol and the others gave him a salute as Amarante continued to cry. He was surprised to see that she remembered his name. After a few seconds of being stunned DaCosta motioned them to a rest position.
"What's wrong Amarante?" DaCosta asked. She couldn't answer as her sobs became louder and more airy. His voice was gentle and loving as he went through her hair very gently. He gave her a gentle smile trying to get the girl to smile back at him.
"She had a shocking memory. It really upset her sir," Athrun informed. He was the leader of the group, so it was for the best that he informed DaCosta of the situation.
"Who are you?" DaCosta asked. He wanted to make sure that this was the same guy from headquarters. Amarante's head was still deeply absorbed into DaCosta's uniform. He could feel her tears beginning to get through his shirt underneath the uniform.
"Athrun Zala of the former Le Creuset team," Athrun said giving him a salute. DaCosta gave a nodded looking over at Nicol. He seemed extremely concerned about Amarante's wellbeing.
"Nicol," DaCosta began. The boy perked up at hearing his name stiffening into an attention position.
"Sir?" Nicol replied. He eyed his teammates before taking a step forward.
"If you want to get her to calm down. Take her to her room and lie her down. Tell her to relax and other soothing words," DaCosta informed. He knew that she had to go somewhere else and the hospital wasn't the right place. They would probably lock her up in a hospital and after Amarante would probably fall into a deep depression.
"Yes sir," Nicol said mechanically. DaCosta turned his attention to the sobbing girl noticing that she was more pacified. Her hand was at her mouth and she was almost completely quiet.
"Amarante," DaCosta began with a gentle coo, "Nicol is going to take care of you. Alright? I'm going to return you to Nicol okay…and he'll take you back to your room." Amarante shook her head and she became a little noisier.
"No, no, no!" Amarante muttered as more tears went down her face. DaCosta lifted her face so she could stare into serious yet concerned eyes.
"Please stop crying. Nicol can take better care of you than I can," DaCosta replied. Amarante shook her head clinging on to DaCosta.
"NO! I don't want to go back to the hospital!" Amarante cried out. DaCosta hugged her tightly rubbing her head gently.
"You're not going back. Nicol is going to take care of you. He cares about you and he wants you to be safe and calm," DaCosta began, "Nicol come take her."
"Yes sir," Nicol replied before hearing her shriek. She held onto DaCosta even tighter rambling on in a foreign language. No one could really understand what she was saying.
"I mean what I said. Come take her," DaCosta ordered. Nicol nodded taking hold of Amarante. Amarante thrashing about as Nicol tried to hold onto her. Several soldiers near-by stopped and stared before either continuing on their way or whispered to other soldiers who also stopped and stared. She continued to screech in another language which Yzak finally recognized that it was French. His mother had forced him to learn the language because she always wanted someone to speak it in her family. He hated learning the language but for once it was actually helpful. (A/N: I don't speak French so this will all be in English…I do speak German pretty well though.)
"Calm down," Yzak reasoned with her in French. She rambled on directly speaking with Yzak. Dearka stared at Yzak with his mouth wide open. Yzak spoke French? When did this happen?
"What is she saying?" DaCosta asked. Nicol held on to Amarante tightly trying to get her to relax. She had stopped thrashing but she had scratched Nicol's face during their struggle.
"She basically said that she doesn't want to go because she doesn't want to go back to the hospital and she doesn't want to lose someone she knows," Yzak translated. Amarante continued speaking the language before thrusting herself back into DaCosta's arms. Nicol stiffened looking back up at the senior officer. He was suppose to hold on to her.
"Tell her that Nicol has to take care of her now," DaCosta ordered. Yzak obeyed and Amarante shook her head. She replied to Yzak causing him to sigh in frustration. Amarante was so stubborn at the moment.
"She said she wants you to take care of her sir," Yzak replied. DaCosta was now getting frustrated, Amarante was very scared but her stubbornness was becoming unbearable.
'Tell her that I have given Nicol an order. Also I could give her an order to go with him," DaCosta replied. "Take her Nicol." Nicol gulped approaching the girl again as Yzak reasoned with her. Reluctantly Amarante latched on to Nicol. She replied in French again. Yzak grimaced at what she said really reluctant to say what she said.
"She says…ahhhhh…She says she loves Nicol but she doesn't want DaCosta to go," Yzak replied. Nicol turned bright red rubbing Amarante's back. It ceased as DaCosta tried to form an answer.
"Tell her…Tell her okay," DaCosta replied. Yzak translated the word and received a lengthy response from Amarante.
"Amarante said that she wants to go lie down, and that her head is severely hurting her. Then everything else she said was just random rambling," Yzak translated to them. Amarante then fumbled into Nicol's arms.
"Okay, Amarante. Nicol take her to her room," DaCosta ordered.
"Yes sir," Nicol replied. This time Amarante complied stumbling along. Nicol lead her away to the barracks where he had kissed her. She followed still crying as Nicol kissed the top of her head lovingly. He loved her so much and it pained him to see her like this. He held her tightly pulling her along. He took her to the place where he had kissed her hesitating to go inside.
"Nicol!" Athrun called out, since he didn't know DaCosta Athrun had followed after Nicol and Amarante. Little Pompom was in his arms waging her tail lovingly. She loved her owner just like she was programmed to.
"I don't know where her room is," Nicol mumbled scratching the back of his head. Amarante was ready to rest as she heard Athrun and Nicol talk to each other. To her she couldn't really understand what they were discussing but she was ready to put an end to it.
"I'll take you," Amarante piped in. She really wanted to relax, take some medicine and sleep. Her head was pulling itself apart and she had to make it stop.
"Okay," Nicol replied. She lead him forward into the complex. Directly in front of them was the stair case in which Amarante went up on her own. Nicol wasn't that far behind her keeping a hand firmly placed on her belt just incase she fell. She took them to her room leaving the door opened knowing that it was regulation when the opposite sex was in her room.
"I'm going to lie down," Amarante mumbled stumbling to her bed. With a huff she flopped down before rolling over on her back. Gently Nicol sat on her bed rubbing her sides. Athrun stood awkwardly in the middle of the room before coming closer.
"I didn't know you spoke French," Nicol commented. Athrun slapped him in the back of the head harshly. He didn't want another episode to happen again.
"I don't," Amarante grumbled. Nicol kissed her forehead softly causing Amarante to blush. Athrun smiled knowing how much Nicol loved Amarante.
"Do you have a roommate?" Athrun asked sitting on the spare bed. He looked at how barren the walls were since she didn't know who she really was. It made him frown softly but he didn't show it to Nicol and Amarante.
"No. They didn't want me to," Amarante replied. Her headache was slowly going away. Amarante wanted to wrap her arms around Nicol's neck but lying down was so much better. Athrun noticed that Nicol was too distracted by her to give her the medicine she needed.
"What medicine are you taking?" Athrun asked looking at the bottles. There were so many on a near by desk. Did she really have to take all of them? She had aligned them in rows of three.
"The one in the middle front is for headache pain," Amarante mumbled taking her eyes off of Nicol.
"You have a cast?" Nicol said cocking his head. He never really noticed the cast on her left arm. Nicol ran his fingers up and down the cast. Athrun handed the pill bottle to Nicol. He then moved his hands to her back and her arms were moved around his neck.
"Yeah," Amarante mumbled. Helping her up Nicol gave her a pill and some water. She took the two before Nicol laid her back down.
"Do you want me to cuddle you?" Nicol asked nuzzling her gently. He was acting like an idiot in love which Athrun rolled his eyes too. Amarante moved away feeling it become really awkward since Athrun was in the room.
"No, not in front of your friend," Amarante began, "I'll just lie down and sleep."
"Alright. I'll leave you then. I think you'll be able to relax better with us gone," Nicol replied. Amarante shook her head, taking his hand. She didn't want Nicol to leave her just yet.
"Please stay," Amarante mumbled. Nicol looked at Athrun for help as she continued to look up at her boyfriend. Athrun nodded in agreement with Amarante. She needed some companionship at the moment.
"Stay awhile Nicol. It'll be good for you and her," Athrun replied. He gave Pompom a pat on the head before heading to the door.
"Alright, I guess I'll see you later Athrun," Nicol replied. Pompom stayed sitting near the bed whining to be near her master. Athrun gave Nicol a nod before leaving the room.
"Thank you…Nicol. You're a wonderful friend and lover," Amarante yawned. Nicol blushed softly kissing the top of her nose as she closed her eyes to sleep. Nicol rubbed her head gently before kissing her lips softly. She didn't react to it causing Nicol to chuckle softly seeing her sleeping face. Nicol moved her head to the pillow before taking off her uniform jacket and covering her with a blanket. She made a slight noise as Nicol kissed her cheek. He then left the room turning off the lights and closing the door behind him.
Go vote at my profile! I think I've already written it enough. The polls haven't changed much and I think I'll end it at the end of this month!