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~Chapter 6~

Spark

It's been several months since that practice. My days had developed a pretty steady routine; I would go the class, visit Spitfire, and every other day, I would go and stay at his house. Occasionally, I would stop by Kazu's middle school and watch Kogarasumaru practice. They've pretty much come to see me as part of the team, since I'm there so much, I even go to some of their battles. I have to admit that Ikki has managed to impress me. I kinda expected it, but it was just too much fun to tease him. They've gotten me to participate in several of their practices, which was actually pretty fun. It was usually something like capture the flag and the team had to catch me.

About a month back, the Gram Scale Tournament came to an end, with Kogarasumaru at the top. I had watched the whole thing on my computer in Spitfire's room. I recognized Sora and the other man, whose name I learned was Nike. I was pretty damn happy when Ikki kicked their asses.

~0*0~

It's been a little over year since Spitfire went into a coma. His body has completely healed, but he still hasn't woken up. I sighed as I walked into his room. I glanced at him before moving to his bedside table and putting the flowers I had brought with me in a vase. I was arranging the flowers when it happened.

"Sarah?" came a soft whisper.

My hands froze in place. Slowly, painfully slowly, I turned my head toward the bed. My eyes met the warm red ones they had so longed to see. As I turned my body to him, he struggled to sit up, his body stiff.

"I feel like I've been hit by a truck." He said.

"Pretty close, actually." I said softly, struggling to keep my voice from shaking. I made my way over to the bed and gingerly sat next to him.

"Shouldn't I be dead?" he asked. "I remember fighting Sora and then…Hey, you alright?"

I had been staring at him eyes wide in shock. I managed to nod. "Yes." I said slowly. "You're just…you woke up…oh my god…you're awake…" I felt tears sting my eyes and forced them back. Seeing the confusion on his face I added, "You've been in a coma for more than a year, Spitfire."

"Well, that explains some things." He mumbled. "Still," he continued, looking at me, "I really shouldn't be alive. What happened?"

Slowly I told him the story. I recalled the night on the roof, but excluded the part about the fire circling me; I still didn't understand that. I told him about my brother, and that I took him to the hospital. When I got to the part about giving blood, my arm trembled, remembering the needle. Spitfire noticed and gently gripped my wrist.

I flashed him a false smile. "It's nothing." He kept looking at me. I sighed. "Fine. I'm terrified of needles, okay?"

He looked at me like he was about to laugh, so I turned away. I didn't need that. I didn't want him to laugh at me for my petty fear like others had. The trembling in my arm increased. Suddenly, I found myself engulfed in warmth, my head resting on his chest.

"Everyone's afraid of something." He said, stroking my hair.

I relaxed into his hold and went back to telling the story, mentioning how the second time I gave blood was worse. I knew what was happening so I threw up after. He tightened his hold on me until my trembling stopped. I summed up everything to Kogarasumaru's victory at the Gram Scale Tournament, not being very specific because I had already told him about it. He nodded that he understood, so I assumed he knew what I was talking about.

When I finished, he sighed. "You've been through quite a lot for me." I turned my head up to look at him. "You didn't have to though."

I frowned at him. "Yes I did. You would have died." Seeing the look on his face, I added, "If you didn't like the thought of me putting myself through all that for you, then don't think about it that way. I did it for my own selfish reasons."

He chuckled. "Such a determined girl."

I playfully stuck my tongue out at him, pulling out of his hold. "I better go tell Theo you're awake." I paused, sliding off the bed, and smiled at him. "Welcome back, Spitfire."

Before I realized what I was doing, I leaned down and pressed my lips to his. When I pulled back I blushed, realizing what I had just done. Spitfire stared up at me, surprised. I ran out of the room before he could say anything.

I didn't see the smile that spread across his lips.

~0*0~

I walked down the hall, toward Spitfire's room. After he woke up a month ago, he had been moved to a regular hospital. He has to go through physical therapy to get his body to work properly again. He says it's annoying, but, hey, at least he can walk. I told him the extent of his injuries, his scars proof of what I said. He's still surprised he's alive.

I knocked on his door when I reached it and walked in, not waiting for an answer. Spitfire was standing by the window, balancing on a pair of crutches. "Hello, Sarah." He said without turning around.

I ran over and gave him a quick hug from behind before retreating to toss my things onto a chair. "You bored?" I asked. The kiss I had given him appeared to be forgotten; it was never mentioned, but I could tell he hadn't forgotten it.

"Completely and utterly." He sighed, turning to face my back.

I took off my hoody, leaving me in a tank top that showed off my scar. Spitfire frowned at it. It hadn't taken him long to discover it and I had to tell him how I got it.

"Well you're only stuck here for another week if you can walk on your own by then." I said, drawing his attention away from my arm. I walked over to him and, before he could do anything, snatched his crutches. I ran to the other side of the room.

"Sarah!"

"Come and get them!" I called.

He groaned. "You're such a pain."

I giggled. "I know."

He sighed and started to walk to me. His steps were shaky and he stumbled a few times, but he eventually made it to me. He snatched his crutches back and I laughed. He glared at me but it vanished as I wrapped my arms around his waist.

"You've improved." I said happily.

He smiled at me and ruffled my hair.

~0*0~

Spitfire had been released yesterday and returned home. I couldn't go with him because I had a test, so I was going today. I walked up to his door and knocked on it. A minute later, Spitfire answered, inviting me in with his usual smile. We went into the living room, where I saw a blanket and some of my clothes neatly folded on the couch. I smacked my forehead. Shoot! I forgot they where here!

Spitfire smirked down at me. "It looks like someone's been living here while I was away. Now I wonder who it could be?"

A light blush stained my cheeks. "Yeah, so? I just did it to keep your house clean and lived in." He kept smirking. "What? It's not like I did anything weird like sleep in your bed!" My eyes widened at what I said. Where the heck did that come from?

Spitfire just kept smirking and leaned down so he was at my eye level. "You're blushing." He said in a sing song voice. I turned my head away from him. "Shut up!"

He leaned back and chuckled. "I thought you didn't like love struck girls." He teased.

I smiled. He was teasing me. He was back. I suddenly felt all of my relief, anger, joy, flood into me as I turned back to him. "I am NOT love struck!" I teased back, a smile lighting up my features. I felt tears well up behind my eyes, and, before I could stop them, they fell. "Jerk." I said softly, as my smile faded slowly. I struggled to hold back my flood of emotions, but was failing miserably. His expression changed to one of surprise and I reached up to wipe my tears away and laughed. "What's wrong? Never seen me cry? You should've seen me a year ago; I had a complete break down right here. I don't know why I'm crying this time, though." My tears wouldn't stop, so I let my hands fall to my sides. I looked up at Spitfire's surprised expression. "I don't have a reason to, right?" My voice was timid, unsure.

Spitfire stepped forward and wrapped his arms around me. I buried my face in his chest and he rested his chin on top of my head, stroking my hair with one hand. "I was scared." I whispered, my voice slightly muffled by the red fabric of his shirt. "I thought I lost you. What if you didn't wake up? What then?"

"But I did wake up." He said softly.

I pulled away a little to look up at him. "But what if you have to leave again? What if something happens that makes you leave me again? What if--"

His lips seizing mine quieted me in an instant. I stood frozen, completely shocked. One of his hands came up and gently began to wipe away my tears, his other arm firmly wrapped around my waist. Slowly, I became aware of the fire that was sent coursing through my veins at his every touch. My eyes slid shut and I started to kiss him back, my arms coming to wrap around him as I clung desperately to his shirt.

When he pulled away, we were both panting slightly. I looked up at him, surprised and confused. He gave me a gentle smile, brushing a few locks of hair out of my face. "I'm not going anywhere, okay?"

"Promise?" The question sounded childish to me.

He simply smiled and gave me a quick kiss on the forehead. "Promise."

I tightened my arms around him, not wanting to let go. "Welcome home, Spitfire." I said softly.

He leaned down so that our foreheads touched. "Thank you, Sarah."

"Umm…Spitfire, I--"

"I know, love." He interrupted.

What? How did he know what I was going to say? That I was about to admit my feelings for him? When did he…wait. Did he just call me "love"?

I stared at him for a moment. "How…?"

"You kissed me, remember? Plus all that stuff you did for me." He ran his hand down my right arm. The sleeve of my shirt hid my scar, but I got his meaning. His touch sent shivers up my spine. "You wouldn't just do that." Spitfire said.

I just stared at him. He smirked and lowered his head so that our lips were only a few centimeters apart. "Am I wrong?" he asked.

Jerk. He knew damn well he was right.

I shook my head and his smirk changed to a gentle smile. I closed the distance between us, kissing him sweetly. I couldn't help but smile against his lips.

One more chapter complete! I think there'll be about three more chapters, then I'll be done. Not sure though. Please review! ^^