A/N - --------- I decided to put this, I think it looks more professional and I think it helps some readers. ^^
Chapter 4 huh? Well. . . I can't say that it wasn't hard, I mean I have my ideas down (thank god! ), but putting them in order is the task. I had internal debates about this chapter, mainly confusing things, but I typed it as is. (~As is~ meaning how it originally was penned down in my notebook ^^; )
I'll rant some more down at the bottom and discuss some things about updates
(The beginning is a dream ok? ^^ I mixed Train and Creed's actual last battle and added and took out some things. It is a dream so of course it isn't accurate. I hope some people don't mind. If it bothers you, you can tell me and I will try to change it m'kay? )
Chapter 4
Commencing
~ The ground shook and rattled at the immense pressure that was unleashed. The atmosphere seemed to grow heavier with each passing second. With every gasp of air, every single movement, Train could feel his energy deplete. His joints, burning with searing pain, creaked as he managed to straighten himself out. The air smelled of blood, yet the gunman ignored his own wounds. His blood staining his white shirt a deep crimson, as he held it against his open wounds. His gaze fell onto the human-like figure walking towards him. His enemy, in every sense of the word, yet not his enemy at all.
As the figure in front of him raised its blade, Train prepared Hades for his final blow. Creed gazed in Train's direction who was raising his weapon. In response, he also raised Kotetsu, his imaginary blade. Train and Creed sprinted towards each other, weapons armed and ready. They clashed, metal scrapping against metal. Both of the wielders applying enough pressure causing sparks to fly from the grinding weapons. As soon as they had joined, both separated just as fast.
Train landed on the opposite side of the roof, while Creed landed on the very end of the mansion's roof. Creed grimaced and grinded his teeth at the sight of Train. ~ All I wanted was for you to stand faithfully by my side. Why do you oppose me?!~ He glared at the Black Cat. Train's golden eyes perceived the swordsman's rage, making the atmosphere surrounding them more unbearable. Both charged towards each other again, clashing into one another yet again.
Creed skid to the side, swinging his blade towards Train's right arm. Train moved slightly to the right, the imagine blade swishing past his shoulder. This created an opportunity for Train and he used it. He fired two bullets at the silver-haired figure. Creed managed to block a bullet, as it collided with the hilt of his blade. The other flew by his ear, causing a loud noise to invade his head. Both men sprang towards opposite sides of the vast rooftop.
"Why?!" Creed rasped. Train glanced slightly in Creed's direction, waiting for the rest of his sentence. He gasped for breath, "We're equally matched. We are on the same side Train," Creed explained, " So why won't you join me?"
"I'm not on anyones side, especially not yours." Train pointed Hades at Creed. Finishing his sentence Train sprinted towards the swordsman again. Discharging a bullet at Creed, who respectfully prepared himself.
But the bullet collided with the rooftop instead of Creed. The bullet ricochet away from Creed, who eased his stance at the sight. The bullet left his sight and Creed sprinted towards his former partner. Train continued to charge towards Creed, his vision growing hazier with each step. His limbs felt heavy and it burned to to lift his arms. Train only had one more bullet left, and he planned to make use of it. As Creed swung Kotetsu forward at Train, the gunman dodged the blade and aimed at its wielder. Creed was too slow in his reactions and couldn't manage to shield himself from Train. The Black Cat aimed carefully and fired, aimed at the others abdomen. Once the bullet touched Creed's abdomen, the bullet burst. Creed's amesthysist eyes widened at the sudden on-rush of pain. Creed's lips twitched into a smile. ~ This wound won't stop me Train~
Train skidded to the side after he had fired his last bullet. Creed bent his body towards Train, despite the bleeding gap and the pain that followed. Making Kotetsu longer, Creed slashed it at Train, who was still lying on the roof after his last shot. Just as the blade reached Train, Creed was pierced by another bullet, slicing clean through his arm. "W-what?!" Creed gasped as he lost his grip on Kotetsu. His body no longer able to sustain him, Creed collapsed to his knees.
Kotetsu clattered onto the rooftop. His hands went to his abdomen, the blood seeping between his fingers. Creed fell to the side as he fought to stay conscious. He turned his aching body to face the sky, stopping the blood from flowing a little. Train picked himself up and walked towards his fallen adversary. A shadow hovered over Creed's fallen frame, a pair of golden eyes looking down on him. "T-t-train. . . How?" Train continued to look down on him. " Reflect shot, that's how." That name rang in Creed's mind, reminding him of the technique. Not only the technique, but the one who had wielded it against him before. ~ . . . THAT WITCH!!! Taken down by one of her tricks! ~
Creed could feel his rage burn within him, gritting his teeth at the thought. The grinding sound caught Train's attention and he kneeled down next to Creed. The swordsman felt his eyelids grow heavy and he fought to stay awake. But slowly his vision grew blurry, and he looked up at the crimson-stained sky. Too soon it was replaced by pitch black. He slowly closed his eyes, not able to bear the heaviness any longer.
"Hey! Creed?" Creed opened his eyes, to find himself staring at pure white. The comforting color making him want to rest his eyes again. "Hey! Hello?! Creed wake up!" His body shook and Creed blinked back to reality. ~ Am I dead?~ Another shake of his body proved otherwise. Blinking several times he looked around. Finding himself to be in his bed. ~ Apparently not ~ "Here eat this," a voice next to him sounded.
A silver spoon, which contained some sort of liquid, appeared before his face. The heat from the spoon radiated towards Creed's face. Finding his voice Creed rejected the food. "No, thanks. I am not hungry." He cast his eyes downward, not recognizing who was sitting next to him. The spoon, and the hand holding it, moved closer to his face despite Creed's protest. Creed backed away from the spoon. "No, I said I did not want any." Yet the spoon traveled even closer to his lips. He began to loose his patience with the person and continued to back away further. "I said I don't want any!" Creed snapped.
He turned to look at the fool who had dared defy him. The first thing that his vision registered was the soft chocolate-brown hair and the pair of soft golden eyes that looked back at him. Turning his head all the way, Creed found himself at a loss for words. Train looked back at him in confusion spoon still in hand. Creed gaped at Train as his face began to heat up. His mind went blank and Creed just sat there.
Train gave him a confused look but took the opportunity to stuff the spoon in Creed's mouth. The swordsman immediately closed his gaping mouth in surprise, the spoon spilling its contents into his mouth. Train pulled the spoon out of Creed's mouth, content at seeing it empty. He glanced back at the swordsman and frowned slightly. "Uh, you're supposed to swallow it." Creed looked directly at him, yet his eyes saw nothing and he heard nothing. " Hey, Creed? Are you listening to me?" Train passed his hand in front of Creed's clouded eyes. Finally Train decided to snap his fingers in Creed's face. Creed's brain finally registered Train words, and he came out if his stupor.
Creed swallowed down the warm liquid. "There, that wasn't so hard now was it?" Train told him. Finding his vocal cords, Creed spoke to Train. " W-what are you doing here?" "I think its obvious, I'm giving you your lunch." Creed looked down to the tray of food in Train's lap. "That's not what I m-mph!" His mouth was stuffed with the spoon again, his mouth unable to finish his sentence. "You should really eat more Creed. If you don't want to get sick," Train spoke, "After that last spectacle, I was afraid you had gone completely crazy." Now it was Creed's turn to be confused. ~ Last? What does he mean by....~
Vague images of the last time he had awoken, traveled past Creed's eyes. ~. . . .That wasn't a dream? He was really there?! ~ Creed's eyes widened, he felt shame and excitement at the same time. ~He isn't an illusion. . . .Train's really here ~ Creed looked away, slightly embarrassed that Train had seen him in that state. To see him so weak and vulnerable was a shame for Creed. Raising his eyes, Creed looked at Train.
The dimming sun rays bounced off of Train's chocolate-brown hair, emitted an earthy glow. Train seemed to be radiating warmth off his body. A bit of that warmth slowly thawing at Creed's frozen heart. Creed smiled slightly, moving his body to a straighter sitting position. From the sudden movement, his back contorted in pain, protesting to his sudden movement. "Ah!" Creed exclaimed, and immediately laid back onto the pillows. He closed his eyes in frustration, mentally chastising himself.
Train looked at him with a curious expression. ~He can't even move? This is going to take longer than I would have thought~ The gunman sighed and lifted the tray placing it to the side, directly onto the nightstand. Slowly he lifted himself off the chair, pushing it out of his way.
Creed still had his eyes shut, brows furrowing into a V shape. ~How can I be so weak?!~ Thinking to himself, Creed paid no mind to Train's actions. Train placed one of his knees onto the bed, causing the bed to dip slightly downwards. Train's hands traveled towards Creed's frame. Taking a firm hold on Creed's shoulders, the gunman pulled him upwards slowly. The swordsman's eyes immediately opened at the touch.
His gaze fell onto Train's body, which was close in range to his own. His heart started to beat faster as his entire body heat up. Their faces were merely inches apart, causing Creed's body to continue to build up heat. Train not noticing their proximity, moved even closer. "Train?" Creed asked. Train ignored Creed, and continued his task. Their faces now side to side.
Train's hands slid from Creed's shoulders, down his back, to the end of his nightshirt. Slipping his hand underneath the black silk shirt, Train touched the cold pale skin. "W-w-what are you d-doing?" Creed asked him again, his voice slightly shaken. Train slid his hand up and down Creed's back several times, kneading his back. Creed didn't move, nor did he want to. With Train's skillful hands on his back, he couldn't help but relax.
Finally Train answered Creed's question. "I hope this helps Creed. You seemed to be in pain, so this should help somewhat." Creed slumped slightly, leaning onto Train. ~ . . .well at least I know touching me doesn't bother him. . . ~ Seeing that Creed had relaxed, Train extracted his hand from underneath Creed's shirt. Slowly he positioned himself up-right, careful not to hurt the swordsman. Train laid Creed back onto the pillows, into a sitting position, so he could finish his lunch. Creed watched Train's movements, half-dazed. Train continued his earlier task and brought the spoon back to Creed's face. He didn't complain much after that and ate silently. Train continued to feed Creed, until he finished it. ~ Why do I feel so responsible for him? He asked for this, it's his own fault. . . .yet. . . .~
Meanwhile outside the room, Echidna had her ear pressed to one of the doors. She felt jealous and slightly disappointed at the turn of events. ~He actually managed it?!. . . .when I couldn't?. . ~ The blonde lifted herself up and started to walk away from the doors. Gritting her teeth slightly as she walked down the narrow hallway. ~ Why?. . . won't you let me get close to you?~ She walked down the marble steps, reaching the kitchen. She sat on one of the counters. " He really doesn't need me. . . only Heartnet. . ." she muttered to herself. She sat there, these thoughts consuming her.
As she was wallowing in her sorrow, Train came down the steps. He had a content smile on his face, yet his eyes seemed troubled. He continued and put the tray onto the counter. Looking Echidna in the face he flashed her a victory smile. She looked at him, a dis-interested look etched on her face. Jumping slightly off the counter, she walked to where Train was standing. Lifting the tray from the counter, she saw there were only empty plates. Turning she carried the tray to the sink, dropping the dishes into the sink. They all crashed into each other with a loud noise. "Whoa, be careful" Train commented. She slowly turned to look at him. ~It's better this way. . . ~ She turned her body completely around to face Train.
"Seeing as how you accomplished the impossible," another grin from Train, "I will be leaving Creed in you care." Train's smile immediately vanished from his face, no trace of it left. "What?!"
"You heard me," Echidna said, "I'm going to be leaving for about two weeks, that means you have to care for Creed." Train found himself at a loss for words, shock invading his features. Echidna took her turn to smile now. "B-but you can't. . ." Train explained.
"If you're worried about food, don't worry," she began," I hired two chefs and they'll be here by tomorrow." With that being said and over with, Echidna opened a gate. Before stepping into it she explained one more thing to Train. "Oh, yes. About the room you'll be staying in. I didn't have time to prepare any other rooms so you can take mine." She tossed a pair of keys at Train. He caught them easily and jingled the two keys. "One of these keys opens up all doors here on the first floor." Train nodded in comprehension.
"The other opens up Creed's room." With that being said she started to walk into the gate. "Hey! Wait what about the key to your room?" She smirked slightly, "You already have the key to that room." Train gave her a puzzled look and looked into his palm. "Huh?" Echidna looked at him and sighed. "Confused?"
"Yeah, you only gave me the key to the mansion and the key to Creed's room. . ." She stared at him disbelief. ~ It's fairly obvious, don't you think? Guess I'll have to explain it in plain English~ "Heartnet, you'll be staying in Creed's room." Train's face fell completely. "WHAT?!" She looked at him calmly.
"I always stay in Creed's room, in a chair or on the couch. So I can always be there if he needs me." She gave Train a smile. "If you're worried about sleeping comfortably, I'm sure Creed won't mind sharing the bed with you." ~ I hope you use this opportunity Creed. This is the only way I can help~ Train was about to protest when Echidna stepped into the gate. As soon as she did, it immediately closed behind her. "WAIT!" Train yelled after her. But he was to late, only the sound of her laughter could be heard. It echoed through the empty kitchen. "AH!" Train gave an exasperated cry. "Share a room?! Is she crazy?!" He looked up at the ceiling as if in silent prayer. ~ Sven, looks like this is going to take longer than expected. I wonder if Creed knows about this? Wait. . . . where am I going to sleep tonight? I obviously can't push Creed out of the bed. . . . .looks like its going to have to be a chair or the windowsill.~
Train scratched his head and started to walk up the marble steps. As he reached the last step, he stopped. ~ I'm definitely not going to share the bed with that guy! ~ He continued to walk until he reached the window, giving one last glance outside. "It sure is beautiful outside, I guess I don't mind being here that much." The sun was just beginning to to fade from sight, the sky tainted with orange and red. Both colors bleeding together in the evening sky. "Well since there's nothing to do, guess I'll just turn in early."
Leaving his last source of light, Train walked down the dark corridor. After a couple of steps, he made it to Creed's room. Reaching out to turn the knob, he hesitated. ~ Aren't there other doors?~ He looked around, but found no other doors.~ .For a mansion it sure doesn't have many rooms!~ Finally deciding to turn the knob, Train walked in.
~ I'm waiting. . . . .when will I wake up?~ Creed was string into the ceiling, following the patterns etched by the paint. He heard someone come in. Looking down, he saw Train walking towards him. ~ Still dreaming. . . ?~ Creed's face lit up and he smiled slightly. Train grabbed the chair that was still next to Creed's bed. Glancing at Creed, Train sighed and sat down.
"Well you better start to get used to seeing me here." Creed frowned at him slightly in confusion. "What do you mean Train?" Train gave him a miserable look. "Well Echidna just decided to leave, she said something about two weeks," Train explained, "the point is I'm in charge of you now.."
Creed's brain took in the words one by one. ~ She left?. . . . me and T-train. . .? ~ His face lit up at the thought of being able to see Train every day. "Ah yeah she also said I could sleep here. . . . "
Creed turned his attention back to Train.
"Which room?" Creed asked. "Didn'tcha hear me? I'll be staying HERE." Train pointed to the ground. Creed's face blanked at Train's words. ~ . . . H-h-here? In this room? ~ Creed's face turned red at the thought of sharing a room, no a bed with Train. "I. . u-uh. . " Creed managed to stutter out. Train looked at him with a curious expression.
~ I didn't think sharing a room would bother him so much. Look at him, he's speechless!~ "Don't worry I won't push you off the bed. I just sleep on the couch or even that windowsill there." Creed looked up at him, "B-but. . . no you don't have to, we can share. . ." Creed felt rather nervous awaiting the black cat's reply.
"Uh. . . no thanks that's ok." Train said looking away. Creed's hopes faltered slightly, but not entirely. Creed became tired from his uncomfortable position, so he laid further into the pillows. "Listen I hope you don't mind but I don't really like to sleep in clothes. I like to sleep without restraints, but for now I guess I'll have to endure." Train started to remove his shirt. The swordsman grew red and he slightly fanned himself, the heat rising to his face.
He turned to watch the gunman, he eyes skimming Train figure. Creed's eyes outlined Train, every small curve and indent Train's body had. Creed decided the gunman's body was in perfect condition, he found no flaws. Except for a small scar that slightly marred Train's Time tattoo. It touched to the middle of the X on Train's collar. He followed the scar past Train's tattoo, and over his collar until it disappeared beyond his shoulder.
~Where did that scar come from?~ Creed continued to study the black cat's body. Train moved after taking his shirt off, deciding that was the only thing he would remove,and noticed Creed's eyes fixated on him. They were clouded over and Creed's face had a reddish color to it. " You ok?" Creed snapped out of his daze, and responded to Train's words. "Ah, y-yes I'm fine." Just to make sure Train went over to him to check his temperature. He placed his hand on Creed's forehead.
"You don't seem to have a fever, but why is your face all red like that?" Creed tried to remain calm as Train grew closer. ~ . . .within my reach. . . , he's within my reach. . ~ Creed's right hand twitched slightly, wanting to touch the soft skin in front of him. To feel that scar that was on his body, to trail it across Train's body. ~ I-I can't . . .~ He willed his body to not move, staying perfectly still.
Finally Train moved away, walking toward the windowsill and sitting down. He looked out the glass window, the sun now fully set, the moonlight greeting him. Making himself comfortable, Train leaned against the wall. Creed finally moved again, taking in fast breaths of air. He turned to look at Train, whose body was illuminated by the moonlight.
The gunman's body seemed to glow, his chocolate-brown hair giving a somber blue glow. ~ He looks so soft yet the air around him is dangerous. He hasn't changed at all ~ Feeling tired Creed decided that it was time he went to sleep also. His eyelids grew heavy, but before his vision left him he glanced at Train. The last thing he saw was the rise and fall of Train's chest, already deep in sleep, and then the utter darkness.
Ok so that was it for Chapter four. * claps *
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