A/N: Hey, it's Pandora again. I'm sorry it took me FOREVER to update, but I've been distracted and things.. I really appreciate the feedback. It's amazing how you guys support me :) So, now, officially, I will make this a multi-chapter fic, following the game. It has some real dialogue, but not the entire thing is real game dialogue.. It's still in Geo's POV.. This is the beginning of MMSF (Leo). I don't own Megaman Star Force or anything in the general Megaman aspect. If I owned it, please note that Luna and Geo would be together; but that's why we're on , right? Anyway, I hope you enjoy the second chapter. PLEASE let me know what you think. You know, R&R :) Thanks!
Stars of the Night Chapter 2
"Sit up, Geo." my mom commanded me. I lifted my head from my pillow and rubbed my eyes. I felt my mom lift my chin up to meet her eyes. She turned my head both ways and observed my face carefully. I watched her wordlessly as she checked my week-old head injury. Finally, she let go of me and backed away.
"So, what's the verdict?" I asked her, rubbing my neck slightly. I could feel a scar where I had hit my head on the pavement, but it no longer hurt the way it had. It stung to the touch, but other than that, I felt perfectly normal. Emotionally, I'd have to say that I felt… better than I had in a long time. It's weird and confusing, but I've had a lot of time to think about why.
And by that, I mean that my mom has kept me on bed-rest for the past week. Seriously. I haven't been allowed anywhere other than my bedroom and the bathroom for seven days. The first night, I had been okay with not going to Vista Point, only because my head was unbearable and I had a pretty good view of the stars from my room. Definitely not as good as Vista Point, which is why at this point, I absolutely had to get out of the house. I was dying to see the star from somewhere other than my bed.
Not to mention, how horribly stuffy it is in this house after a week. It's absolutely miserable. At this thought, I rolled my eyes up at the sky and ran my right hand through my hair.
At last, my mother smiled. "You're okay, but I just want to make sure, so I want you to stay in bed for a couple more hours, okay?" I opened up my mouth to protest, but the doorbell interrupted me. I swear the doorbell always rings at the wrong times. Starting with the day that they came to tell us PEACE had disappeared.
My mother kissed my forehead gently. "Alright, just don't work yourself too hard for the next day, okay?" I nodded slowly, before hopping out of bed enthusiastically. She smiled at me and left to get the door.
My mom has the best intentions, but she tends to over-worry when I get hurt. And by that, I mean she worries more than she usually does. I know that me not going to school worries her, but this is for my own good.
Slowly, I stretch out my body, starting with my hands, pulling on the fingers and shaking my hands out. I lean my head back and forth, reveling in the movements. A week is a long time to not leave a bed, you know. …Besides going to the bathroom.
During this stretching process, I let my thoughts drift to last week. At this point, the whole occurrence almost seemed like a dream, but I know better. The scar on the back of my neck proves that much… but this whole situation is different than others. I've had a lot of people come to me and try to convince me to come back. None of them had any effect on what my decision was or how I felt about the situation. Somehow, Luna… I mean Prez… had crawled under my skin. Even if I don't want to school… I almost considered it. Just for a girl with wavy blonde hair and hazel-green eyes that reminded me of the stars.
Ugh, when did I turn into such a sap?
I knocked myself out of my trance and went to the bathroom to take a shower. My hair felt like it would light on fire if you put a lighter within 5 feet of it, so I quickly washed up. Then obviously, I got dressed, not forgetting my Transer and my pendant.
I know I should turn on my Transer, but honestly, there's no point. No one's going to contact me. Not my mom, not a teacher, not my Brothers (since I have none), not my dad. The only messages I get are news alerts and school newsletters. So, I'm just going to leave it off.
As for the pendant, it used to belong to my father. So, I always wear it. Naturally.
I could hear my mother talking out in the living room with someone. At first, I was indifferent; it's not too strange for my mom to have her friends over. Then I heard my mother say "He's very closed towards everyone."I know that she is worried, but I wish she wouldn't talk about me with someone I don't know. Unless… It's someone I do know.
Suddenly, my heart leaped. Luna. I shook my head. No, she wouldn't visit me. Not so soon, right? Well, she said she wouldn't give up on convincing me to go to school. My heart raced at the thought of her caring enough to be this persistent… But she doesn't know me. Not that well. She can't care. It's just her… campaign. That's it. I could feel the frown deepen on my face.
Wait, why do I care? I barely know her… These thoughts are preposterous. She's just a girl. I've met plenty of girls before, but none of them made me think about them this much.
I guess saving someone's life adds a certain connection. Perhaps.
I walked out of my room and walked towards the front door, trying not to look at the two other people in the room. My eyes moved to see who it was by instinct. When I saw it wasn't any one I knew, I tried to focus more towards the door. I tried to ignore my mother's stare, but it was baring into my soul from across the room. I could see through the corner of my eye that the man was watching me as well. He had a ball cap and a jacket that had 'AMAKEN' printed on it. I'd heard of AMAKEN before, when I was doing my space studies. I was about to reach when…
"Come here and say hello, young man." I heard my mother say, stopping me in my tracks. On the inside, I groaned. I wanted to avoid talking to whoever this guy was, but my mother did tell me to… so, I guess that I have no choice.
"Fine." I said, before walking over to the two of them. I stopped when I saw the sparkle in the man's eyes: it reminded me of my father. My father's eyes sparkled like that, whenever he talked about space or my mother.. Whenever he talked about anything he was really passionate about, his eyes sparkled like that. Why did this man have that spark?
"This man is Mr. Boreal. He worked under your father at NAZA." I heard my mom introduce. I blinked at Mr. Boreal. He reminded me of my father, but only with the spark in his eyes. He was probably nothing like him.
"Howdy!" Mr. Boreal said, enthusiastically. He smiled at me, kindly.
"Hey." I replied. Mr. Boreal rubbed the back of his neck.
"I really owe him one from when I worked at NAZA. That was one brave man, your father." Mr. Boreal said, conversationally. I glanced at my mom, she was watching me carefully. I nodded back at Mr. Boreal, but not as enthusiastically as him. I'm only listening because he mentioned my father.
"Oh yeah, I quit NAZA a while back, and now I work at my own lab just outside of town, researching the Earth, space, and the stars." I almost smiled at that statement. He was living my dream. As if he could sense my interest, he added "If you want, you're welcome to drop by…" then he paused. He stared at me for a moment. I then realized that he didn't know my name.
"Don't be rude. Introduce yourself." My mom said, sternly. Her voice made me kind of nervous. I knew it was her worry that caused her to be irritable, but I couldn't do anything about that. Nothing that I wanted to do, anyway.
"Uh.. um... OK. My name is Geo Stelar." I said, extending my hand out to Mr. Boreal. My mother's eyes widened at the gesture, but Mr. Boreal smiled widely and grasped my hand and shook it.
"Nice to meet you, Geo Stelar!" he said, before letting go of my hand. He snapped his fingers in the air, as though as he remembered something.
"Oh, before I forget, I brought you a present!" My mind reeled for a moment. Why would he bring me anything? He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of glasses.
"This is a special pair of glasses. It's called a Visualizer. I heard your father used it in his work, but I don't know much else beyond that. I found it when I quit NAZA, and I just thought I'd give it to you." Mr. Boreal said, before stepping closer to me and putting them of my head. I flinched unconsciously, but relaxed when he backed away.
"This was dad's…" I thought aloud. My head was swimming with thoughts of my dad. Dad used this thing for work.. for what, I don't care, all that matters is that he used it. I smiled slightly.
"Thanks." I said. Mr. Boreal smiled back before nodding.
"Are you heading to your usual spot?" My mom asked, calmly. She was smiling at me again.
"Yeah, it's gonna be clear out tonight, so I'll be able to see the stars really well." I said, before adjusting my new Visualizer. Mom's eyes narrowed.
"Geo, your Transer isn't on." She told me before crossing her arms. Although I knew this, I pretended like I didn't, just like I always do.
"Oh." I said, before turning it on. The Transer lit up with my personal page, before I closed it. My mother shook her head at me in disappointment.
"Honestly, why must I always remind you to keep your Transer on?" She asked, eyebrows raised. She walked over to me and re-opened my Transer.
"Now check your Battle Cards. Your Brothers-" she nagged me, but she didn't catch what she said. I frowned at her deeply. No matter how many times I tell her, she always forgets. I scoff, before pulling my arm back.
"Who cares? I don't have any Brothers, so no one is going to see my Personal Page anyway." I retort, the way I usually do, but somehow it hurts when I say it this time. My mom studies my face carefully.
"What are you talking about? If your Transer isn't on, no one can see your ID info either."She seems to have caught on to what I said about Brothers, but I can't tell for sure. She always covers up when she knows something. I flinch. I know she's just using the ID information bit as a cover-up. She worries about me a lot, especially with this head injury, but I know that's not what she meant. I sighed.
"OK. I get it. I'm going now, Mom. Be back in a bit." I said, to my mom, before turning to leave. I hate that she pulled out that hurt reaction in me. Usually, not having Brothers doesn't bother me at all (well, maybe a little), but I never let her see how it affects me.
I let the door close behind me. As soon as it shut, my Transer went off. E-mail. I opened it and groaned. Echo Ridge High School sent me messages about the Class Reviews and things like that, but I hate it. I always ignore it, but today, it was about the Student Council elections.
Luna's picture was on it. I sighed. A part of me wishes she was my friend, but we all lose friends eventually. And I am not going to let that happen again.
And with that final argument-ending thought, I continued down the familiar path to Vista Point.
I hope that was okay, I haven't written in months :P I'm sorry. Please let me know what you think.