Ghost of Our Past: Part One
A/N: Next chapter, next chapter! :D Hmm I'm having way too much fun with this story. XD Away please forgive any grammar and spelling mistakes. ….I'm gonna buy a Coke and a Hershey's bar with almonds when I go to piano practice :/
XD I'm so freakin random!
Chapter Two
When Rose had thrown up Mashiro had dashed from the area and Kensei had looked away. Lisa had peaked over the top of her porno surprised, but after he had finished wrenching she went back to her magazine. Hiyori had watched, mouth hanging open in disgust, her fang showing and her eyes wide. Hachi had jumped to his feet, helping Rose as he vomited, patting his boney back with a huge hand while Love and Shinji frowned. They both knew something was wrong, but they didn't know what. After Rose had finished being sick Shinji threw his practically empty bottle of water at him, then ordered the blond to let Hachi examine him.
"I'm fine," Rose said, swallowing what was left of Shinji's water in one gulp. "Just something I ate."
"Don't give a damn if it's fine or not. Don't care if it's something ya' ate either. I don't want ya' pukin' all over this place." He said, waving his hand around lazily.
"Shinji-kun, really it isn't necessary." Rose said.
Shinji looked at him, his bright white teeth showing. "Don't care." He said, his voice bored.
Rose sighed, about to walk away when Hachi grabbed his arm. The Vizards were always surprised by the ever so gentle nature of the giant. He looked at Rose sadly, his eyes innocent despite what the man had seen and done.
"Please Rose-san, you could be ill. I've never seen you become sick like this. Allow me examine you, for you own good and our peace of mind." The pink haired man said, his voice deep but soft.
Rose had thought about saying no, but looking at the sad, worried look on Hachi's face, he couldn't.
Sighing, he gave in. "Alright Hachi." Rose said, confused when Shinji and Love walked up to watch Hachi work.
Hachi smiled gratefully and began to look at Rose, the blond sitting still as Hachi examined him. The pink haired man did things such as check his throat and feel around his body to see if there were any abnormalities. The giant paid special attention to the blonds back, continually asking if the old wound was acting up. As it turned out the damage the wound had caused was far worse than anyone had really thought. Rose constantly had back problems and always suffered some type of pain from his damaged spine. The blond sighed in lazy aggravation, even after refusing to do this; here he was-though he really hadn't protested that much now that he thought about it. Rose was torn from his thoughts when Hachi sighed, taking a step back from Rose and turning to Shinji and Love.
"It must have been something he ate. There's nothing wrong with him." Hachi said, relief in his voice.
Rose smiled smugly, yet when it mixed with his usual lazy expression it just turned out sad. Making you think of a lost puppy.
Shinji's brows drew together. Maybe he was just overthinking things, but then again, maybe he wasn't. In all of the hundreds of years he had known Rose he'd never once heard him scream, or watched him puke. Everything that had happened this morning gave him a feeling of unease.
"What'd you scream for this mornin'?" Shinji asked, watching as Rose picked up his guitar and chair, moving away from the mess he'd created.
They followed him and listened as he began to tune his guitar again. "Just a silly, bad dream." He said, moving to the next string.
"Is must've not been that silly, since you about smashed us with your reiatsu. Not to mention soaked me." Shinji said, gesturing to his still wet, and because of Hiyori, dust covered clothes.
Rose laughed softly, closing his eyes as he began to play a tune, having finished tuning the instrument.
"I can't help the fact that you spilled water on yourself." He said, his fingers moving fluently from cord to cord.
Shinji's brows furrowed in aggravation. "I'm not usually one to sick my nose where it doesn't belong, it's just not my style." He said, Rose only continued to play.
Love could tell Rose's own mood was shifting, the tune on his guitar going from happy and slow to agitated and fast.
"But then again, I've never felt you spirit pressure go that high without your mask and I've never heard you scream." Shinji said darkly. "What was your dream?"
Rose's song got faster, his fingers jumping quicker and his tune becoming skittish. Love watched the two, knowing Shinji only meant well. Even though he tried to hide it, they all knew how much Shinji cared for each and every one of them. And when one of them exhibited more than odd behavior, he was the first to look into it. However Love also knew Rose kept to himself, keeping his secrets and just about everything else to himself. But Love decided to keep his nose out of this little quarrel.
"Azien won the war and killed all of us." Rose said, looking up and directly at Shinji.
Shinji's face twisted with shock and something akin to nervousness.
"Eh …" Shinji said scratching the back of his head, his voice still low and bored. "Well….I wouldn't call that a good dream."
Rose put down his guitar as Shinji gave him a nod of thanks and walked away.
'Guess I was just over thinkin' things.' Shinji thought, ducking a kick from Hiyori. 'But then again, I might not.'
"What was that for!" Shinji yelled.
"For bein' a badly!" She yelled, swinging around and planting her heel into his face.
Rose smiled softly watching the two. Mashiro bounced back in after Hachi had cleared Rose's mess. No one had bothered to watch how. Kensei had actually fallen asleep during the time that had passed since he looked away and Lisa hadn't looked back up from her porn. Though everything fell back into normalcy immediately, Rose and Love were left out of the fray. Rose was still trying to block out the dream while Love wanted to know why Rose was lying. Given Rose had thought up a good lie, but Love knew better. Rose always looked for reactions when he lied to people. When he told the truth, he'd usually look away or on a rare occasion directly into their eyes. It was one of the oddest things about the blond, but it made figuring him out just a little easier. Walking over to his friend Love sat down beside him, leaning back in a spare chair that was beside of Rose. The blond didn't bother looking his way; instead he started to play again. It was a soft song, and the warehouse quieted down some when they heard it. Rose had always hummed it while a captain in soul society and when he came to the human world, he'd started playing it.
The melody itself was sad, but at the same time it sent a wave of comfort over you that relaxed you. It was rare for Rose to play it, only doing so every now and then. The Vizards related to the sad little song, so whenever Rose played it, they listened. Love listened, watching as Rose played and hummed. A long time ago Love had asked Rose if he knew the words and the blond simply smiled his lazy smile and shook his head. As the tune went on Love decided to question Rose later, right now there was a certain peace settled over the warehouse and no one wanted to break it.
A/N: I REALLY don't like this chapter AT FREAKING ALL. :P Kinda just makes me wanna break the computer. Anyway please forgive any missed grammar and spelling. And sorry it took so long to update….I just took a really long vacation from writing soooo…..yaaaa sorry.