Dream Chaser 2
He was back.
That sorry son of a bitch was actuallly back.
Marvelous couldn't believe it, but he could totally believe it at the same time. Even though he was a true coward for running away on the fate-sealing night, he was also not one to leave something unfinished, just like himself. Of course he would dare to show his face, his smirk, and his twisted sense of humor and way of life to them all again. That was always how he was, but it didn't mean Gokai Red liked it.
He didn't like it at all.
Unbelivable.
As he slammed his head into a support of the ship, his stomach knotted with deep worry, concern, and undeniable rage. That sick bastard had taken his crew, and he had to chose between them and he team.
Not going to happen.
Thank goodness.
His plan hadn't failed; his crew was safe, and so were the keys.
The cool, cocky persona that he walked away with constantly said, "Of course my plan worked." But inside of his heart, what he really felt, was pure relief. For a while there, he was almost afraid that it wasn't going to work, which would be very bad. But it did, so it didn't make since for his stomach to still be knotted up, right?
Not exactly.
Now that Basco was back, they were all in a lot more danger. Him being in danger wasn't a concern of his; he wasn't afraid of that. But he was afraid for his crew, though he rarely showed that to anyone, even to Joe, his best friend. If anything happened to them and he was accountable, he was kind of curious to see if he could actually handle that. Ever since his captain passed, he knew he was responsible to anyone who dared to follow him/
He was responsible for four lives now, five if you counted Navi.
And if anything ever serious happened to them, he honestly didn't know what he was going to do.
"Something's on your mind, right?"
Luka's voice surprised him a little, since she was very suddenly behind him without any warning and noise to indicate she was coming. He jumped slightly before smirking off his thinking, serious face, leaning back casually on his heels, arms over his chest casually.
"Nah," he lied cooly, looking up at the stars with her as she stood with him in the lookout's nest, "I'm good."
"You're lying," she didn't say it an accusation, rather as something both of them already knew and accepted, as she searching the skies, "ah...there's one."
Both of them stood, envoloped in silence except for her occasional outloud-counting of the number of shooting stars she found with her carefully trained, skilled eyes. He'd always known she knew he was hiding something, just like he knew Joe did. But bringing it up to him only happened when they were alone, away from the other;s, and they didn't press him much on it, anyway.
None of them were really the sympathtic-comfort type, anyway.
But that was fine with both of them; they understood they'd both gone through a lot. Luka knew that Basco bothered Marvelous, and he knew she had our share of life's burdens still wieghing on her from the past. Even so, it would be nice to try and let go sometimes, for both of their previously shattered hearts.
"So what do you think about?" he finally asked, and she smirked lightly.
"I think we're going to have some wicked nightmares tonight," she replied, and he smirked his famous smirk with a small roll of his eyes.
"Yeah," he agreed, brining the light conversation back to the silence.
Somehow, just her being around relaxed him a bit. Basco was going to a very big problem, even more of one than Zangyack for him especially, but right now, he didn't mind so much. His crew was safe for one more night, and he was going to keep fighting until he finally avenged his fallen captain.
And even when he fell short, he always had Joe and Luka right behind him to catch him.