Friend: Aren't you going to tell them?

Me: Well, I was kinda waiting for a better time . . . .

Friend: How about, after this chapter?

Me: Ok . . .

*Jack*

It wasn't a shock to me that she had fainted, her face had been terribly hot and her breathing was shallow, so it was to be expected. What was a shock to me was the Yusei was holding her in his arm and NOBODY was saying anything about it. I felt my irritation level rise as he wrapped his arms around her protectively. "We shouldn't move her." Aki said, and I glared at her for an answer. "We don't know how bad her fever is, so before it gets worse we should just cover her with some blankets." I nodded a bit, it made sense, but that didn't mean that I was liking it. An awkward silence was displayed as Luna grabbed a blanket and covered the girl up.

Yusei was the one to break the silence. "If anything, I think we should move her to the bed, it would be easier for her to rest." He gestured to how her legs were twisted a bit. "She can't be too comfortable like that either." Her head was resting on Yusei's chest, as her breath seemed to hit his neck. I saw him visibly shiver at the touch.

Akiza sighed, a sign saying that she was giving up. Yusei carefully move the girl so that he could slip his arm underneath her legs and have her head rest on his other arm. I watched his every movement to ensure that he did not hurt the girl in anyway by moving her. Other than a slight twitch, the girl didn't even seem to notice the movement. Yusei carefully lifted her into his arms, bridal style, as a blanket hung over her body, trying to give it some extra warmth.

I looked over her face for the first time. Her gray hair was wet with sweat as it sprawled across her face. It looked at if she had just bathed. Her face contained a look of pain as her cheeks were flushed with a tantalizing red. Her body was shivering although I could already tell how her forehead burned. She shivered in her cold sweat, as if she was covered in ice. It was obvious to me that she was terribly sick, but how did she get so sick?

I felt a pain in my chest as I looked up at Yusei's expression. He looked genuinely worried over the poor girl. Of course, Yusei worried about all of his friends, but he usually had a calm front about it. It was unusual to see Yusei display an actual emotion on his face. I had only assumed that he kept that calm expression as a barrier. When you grow up in the Satellite, you learn how to keep your emotions to yourself. Although, his expression didn't explain the aching in my chest.

It's nothing, I thought to myself, It just happens so rarely that Yusei displays emotion that I wasn't expecting it. I had trouble accepting even my own thoughts. I shook my head, erasing any other thoughts that might come, and I simply watched with irritation as Yusei carried the girl into the bedroom.

*Yusei*

It was nearly unbearable to watch her suffer as I held her in my arms. I could feel her muscles grow tense and then loosen again. A nightmare. She was having a nightmare. I walked into the bedroom and tried to keep her as still as possible so that she wouldn't wake to my movement. "Yu-sei . . ." She called out in her sleep. Her voice was hoarse and dry, and it was broken.

I looked down at her, expecting to have her eyes opened. She was asleep. My heart leaped a bit as I realized she was calling for me in her sleep. "Yu-sei . . . ." She said my name again, only this time her muscles loosened into relaxation and a small smile was playing on her lips. I could feel my blood rush to my face as I saw her smile like that. Is she dreaming of me? I thought as my eyes widened a little.

By this time we had reached the bedroom. I hesitated for a minute, trying to figure out the best maneuver on how to get her onto the bed so that she would wake up. She rustled a little in my arms, until she buried her face into my chest and grip my shirt with her hand. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it might wake her up if she came any closer. I felt her breath as she sighed into a more peaceful dream. I felt a rush go through me as I remembered the sight of her naked.

Fantasies eased their way into my mind and the only thing that held my control was her condition, and knowing that she would probably never feel the same way about me as I did her. I blinked at the thought came to me. I-? Could I possibly like her? I was surprised, happy and sad at the same time as I came to my realization. Surprised because I had never like someone before, happy because I liked her, and sad because I believed she would never feel the same way about me.

Before I lost the bit of sanity I had about this girl, I laid her on the bed as gently as I could. To my relief, she never woke up. I was about to turn away when she stirred in her sleep and breathed in suddenly. I watched as her eyes fluttered open, her beautiful gray-blue eyes than seemed to hold my gaze. "Awake?" I asked her as gently as I could. I leaned down by the bed a bit and removed my glove. After checking her fever with my hand she started nodding a bit. "Yes . . ." she said, only this time her speech wasn't broken.

I nodded and then got up to walk away when I felt a tug on my jacket. I looked behind me to see that she had a grip on it. Her eyes were pleading with me, as if asking for help. "Don't go . . ." was all she said, but those words made me possibly the happiest man on Earth. "I remembered my name . . ." was all she said, I leaned down next to her again and started stoking her hair away from her face. "Yes?" I asked, wondering if she would tell me. I felt her let go of my shirt, I didn't dare look away from her eyes.

"Star . . ." was all she said. I wasn't surprised at the name. In fact, it seemed to fit her perfectly. Her hand rose from her side and made it's way to my cheek. I felt her stroke my hair a bit, as she spaced out, thinking about something. I looked over at the doorway, knowing that no one was there, but I wanted to check anyway. "Yusei . . ." she said again, before trailing back into her slumber. I got up and was about to leave when I came up with and idea. I leaned over her head and lightly brushed my lips on her forehead. The desire was too strong to resist, as I kissed her cheek and then down to her lips. That was all I could manage, however, as I brought myself out of my uncontrolled desire. I quickly left the room and gently closed the door behind me. My face was hot with embarrassment. Can I trust myself not to make that mistake again? I pondered about that for a minute, No, I can't . . . .

Friend: So, now are you going to tell them?

Me: I'll feel bad . . . .

Friend: Fine, then I'll tell them

Me: NO, NO, NO, NO! I'll do it . . . *takes deep breath* I'm sorry folks, but because I have the selfish desire of wanting this story to become a comic I will be delaying the writing and ongoing of 'An Empty Star'

Friend: Unless . . .?

Me: Well, Unless someone is willing to draw or find someone to draw the comic for me then I will be able to continue writing. My only request is that you stick to the storyline that I have provided.

Friend: Aren't you going to tell them that 'other thing'

Me: Um, oh, well, yes! I know that this is something that may seem unfair, but I cannot find the time to write and draw. I will still update, but they won't come out as frequently and they may even possibly be shorter.

Friend: Ironic, considering people have been bothering you about making them longer . . .

Me: BUT I LOVE LEAVING CLIFFHANGERSSSSSSSS!!!

Friend: A little too much so . . .

Me: ANYWAY! If you want me to continue my writing habits then I suggest that you find me an artist!

Friend: Aren't you an artist?

Me: Yes, but I'm not that good, nor do I really have the time, I'm having a hard time here!

Friend: Good Luck with that.

Me: Your cruel!