Man, I was actually annoyed at writing this chapter. Here I am lying in bed and poof, Can't sleep. Need to fix/update. -_- Anyway, I'm working on altering chapter 3. Not by much but a bit regarding a review that opened my eyes. Thank you for that ImagineBreaker7

Well, enjoy

(andddd I just closed the page without saving -_- time to start over)

Ok, nowww chapter 3 is updated. A bit more than planned but psh

Freaking idiot. I am a freaking idiot, I moaned inwardly. I can't believe he was there for that. I can't even believe I said that. There I go blurting out whatever pops in to my head because I don't know how to act when I get pissed off or flustered.

Following Kirito back indoors, I watched as he walked back to the table we were sitting previously. Scanning the room, it was as if there hadn't been a fight/kidnapping within the last ten minutes. By the time I sat down at the table, the screen from earlier popped up again PLACE YOUR ORDER HERE. Checking the col cost page first, it again read, PAID IN FULL. Crap! I was supposed to make those guys pay for it! Damn my outbursts.

"Hey, Kirito…" I started. But where to begin? He looked up at me patiently as I searched desperately for words that would save our friendship. Friendship? I mean, I like him but are we even friends? Contemplating, I realized that that would be how I start."What am I, Kirito?" Looking obscenely confused he opened his mouth but no words came out. He then closed it, scrunched his eyes, and sat there. Is he waiting for me? Or just thinking?

As our food arrived, he continued to sit there, lost in thought, not even noticing the platters lain before him. Would it be rude to start eating? I looked at him for a sign but he continued to stare at an invisible spot in the air. Thinking myself, I grabbed my drink, coming to the conclusion that sipping my beverage wasn't too impolite. Finally, halfway through my glass, he moved.

"You are my friend,,, and as long as we are partied together, I will never allow harm to befall you." I see. So we are friends. Meeting my gaze at last, he studied my expression, gauging how I thought about his answer. I knew that I couldn't hide it well with the emotion enhancement program the game had.

I beamed at him, "I'm glad you still consider me your friend. Thank you Kirito…kun." Smiling himself, he raised any eyebrow at that last part but didn't mention it. "I just wanted to know how to properly apologize to you."

"Properly apologize?" he queried, starting to dive into a bowl of noodles.

Now it was my turn to wait to eat, "Well, yes. You see if you didn't consider us friends my apology would have been accompanied with me giving you col for the items and parting ways." He nodded his understanding and waited for me to continue. I looked away in thought, almost talking to myself, "And if you were going to say what you did, I would feel less bad about still wishing you to accompany me to floor forty-seven." Am I talking too fast? I feel like I am. In the corner of my eye I saw him nod again as he continued eating. "And," I hope I'm not going where I think I'm going with this, "if you had said that you were intere…" Stop Now Please. Turning back to him, I broke my sentence "um… never mind. Sorry. Random thoughts." Whew, too close. That embarrassment was followed by my diving in to my own food, eating much too fast. Good thing about a virtual world is that I can't choke on it, even if it would save me my dignity.

"Anyway," I said after a few minutes of silent eating, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to be dragged in to that. I've done nothing but cause you trouble since we met." I frowned at my food, the good taste not helping me feel less guilty, though it gave me a reason to not look at him.

"Eh I get in tougher situations on other days. Your actions caused no real problems." I could hear the smile in his voice. So quick to forgive everyone,,, everyone besides himself.

"Kirito...-kun," I said hesitantly, poking my cheesecake with my spoon, not really feeling like eating.

He looked at me, his voice concerned, "Yes, Silica-chan?" Something jumped in me hearing the honorific on my name, but no time for that now.

"W… what… what were their names?" The room stood still as I asked. Why did I ask that? It's personal and now he's going to hate me.

Putting down the spoon that was about to fill his mouth with cheesecakey data, Kirito sighed. "Do you really want to know?" Do I? For all I know he has a book listed with every person he had slain and their final words. Oh stop it, Kirito-kun's a good person. You said so yourself.

"Please…" You can ask that kind of question but you can't look him in the eye? Pathetic

Taking a minute, he breathed heavily and slowly. Finally, he picked his spoon back up and said one simple word, "Upstairs."

Nodding to my plate, I saw that he began finishing his meal. I sat there staring at my spoon, hands folded on the table, unable to take my mind off of the idea of Kirito being a murderer. Why… and how?... Suddenly he grabbed my hand and looked me in my shocked eyes, "eat, please." But I don't really, "Wouldn't want my money to go to waste a second time, right?" He smiled at me, eyes laughing at our first attempt to eat a meal, forcing a small giggle to escape my lips.

Finally, I let go of his hand and I grabbed my spoon and began to eat my dessert, the savory taste soon disappearing with the last bite. Seeing me finish, he downed the rest of his drink and got up. As I drank mine, he walked over to the innkeeper/dining NPC and began the conversation necessary to rent a room.

Done, I got up and joined him. Unsurprisingly, a window popped up in front of me before I even got over, CHOOSE ROOM TYPE AND QUALITY HERE. Without even looking I knew he had already paid for them and selected a small room with only a small bed and table. I wish he would stop being so nice, it just makes me feel worse.

"That's it? You can get a hot bath or even room service overnight. Come on, my treat." After today a bath did sound nice…"They'll even hand deliver plates of cheesecake to you," he egged me on. Damn my weakness to free food. Reselecting and confirming, I got a slightly larger room with a bigger bed, a bath, a table with chairs, and a free food order before 3am.

"You know, you don't have to keep paying for everything. I do have enough money for myself."

"Yea, but we won't be partied forever." Guess that dashes my hopes. Looking at me and realized my face he added, "right…?"

Smiling at him for his kindness, I simply teased, "things happen," and I walked towards the stairs, purposefully not looking at him. I didn't want to turn around more for my sake than for his, he would easily see the discomfort on my face.

Walking in to my room I went to send him a message and then realized I never actually added him to my friends list. Frustrated at my oversight, I stood outside his door waiting for him to come up. Not waiting long, I saw him come up the staircase and towards his room, lost in thought. He was only a foot away when he realized I was there.

"Oh, hey Silica-chan. I didn't notice you there."

Messing with my menu I spoke, "well I was going to message you but then I realized," I trailed off as I sent my friend request to him. Looking down at his own menu he laughed and quickly pressed the YES button. "I was going to ask, would you like to talk in my room or yours?"

"Yours, it's bigger." A simple answer but made my face scrunch up. Treat me but not himself? Why?

"Okay," I said as I went to my room and held the door open.

Sitting in chairs across from each other, I watched patiently as he clenched and unclenched his hands over and over, pushing himself to talk, unable to meet my gaze.

Taking a deep breath, he started to speak, "…Okay. It was a small guild, five people in total…"

He then proceeded to tell me a horrible tale.

A group of friends, a girl he promised wouldn't die and would sleep in the same bed for her comfort, the trap, his solo fight against the boss which should have and nearly did kill him, and then finally, his gift.

By the time he got to the trap I was in tears and he stopped, waiting for me to calm down. Realizing that wasn't going to happen, I told him to continue. Finishing up with the gift I was completely sobbing. He, too, had teared up and his voice broke several times.

Punching the table and burying his head in his hands I couldn't help but watch him. He really kills himself over this. I… I…

Unable to control myself, I launched myself at him, holding him close. Not resisting, he wrapped his arms around me and we cried together, my head buried in his chest and his tears leaking on to the top of my head, the whole time I whispered in to his shirt, "it was an accident. You didn't kill them. You didn't. You didn't." Without realizing it, I lifted my legs and sat on his lap, not intending anything by it, it was just easier to hold him this way. He either didn't notice or at least pretended not to.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, our cries slowing down bit by bit. Looking up, I saw his beautiful eyes, sparkling with tears, look down in to mine. Suddenly, I was extremely frightened.

His expression had turned to rage. I could feel his nonexistent pulse rising with anger. "Silica, get off me," he seethed in to my ear. I, I, I'm so stupid. Ready to cry again, I climbed off his lap, preparing for a lashing.

Fists clenched and shaking from fury, he stood there looking at me. "I'm so sorry Kirito-k… I didn't mean to ups..."

"I'm…I'm…" he got out between angry breaths. I recoiled from him, ready for anything he would do. I'm sorry… "I'm going to kill you!" He screamed, dashing for the door, throwing it open and sprinting off. Okay, maybe not ready for that.

Scared to move, I stood there, staring at the ground, expecting a YOUR PARTY HAS BEEN DISSOLVED message that never came. Slowly, I walked towards the door, closed it, and sat back down head on the table, weeping quietly.

So what do you think? I'll be adding another chapter within the next day. I deeply apologize to those waiting on my other story. Writing this just helps me think of ideas for the other one. Review even if you hate it. Thanks!

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