Prison Love
By: illgiveyouparadise
Hello guys! Since it's the weekend, I seem to have a little bit more spare time than usual, so here it is:the next update!
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Second of all, this chapter is kinda short, but it felt right to stop there, so hopefully, the next chapter would be longer.
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Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Fate, or Nanoha. Not even Hayate. So you get the idea, all the credits go to the original maker of these characters- I do not own MGLN.
The smile on your face
Lets me know
That you need me
There's a truth
In your eyes
Saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says
You'll catch me
Whenever I fall
You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all
All day long
I can hear people
Talking out loud
But when you hold me near
You drown out the crowd
Try as they may
They could never define
What's been said
Between your
Heart and mine
Recap:
'It's me, Nanoha!' she answered.
Green eyes searched her face, and horror wiped over the blonde's features, who covered a hand over her mouth and stuttered, 'N-Na-'
'What is going on here?' A sharp voice demanded
Chapter 3
The both of them spun around towards the one who spoke, and the sight they saw wasn't really pretty, or welcomed.
A black-faced man stood, his arms crossed over his chest and nostrils flaring.
'Mr. Scaglietti!' the blonde doctor beside Nanoha exclaimed, her green eyes darting back and forth nervously from the brunette to the fuming male.
'W-We just… Nano-…No wait,' taking a deep breath, the doctor tried again, composing herself, 'this trainee here just told me that he has slight skin infection on his chest and upper torso, and would therefore, prefer to not take off his shirt. I was just slightly surprised when he told me. That's all.'
The instructor seemed to buy her story, although the blonde woman had avoided his gaze the whole time.
'So pretty boy has his imperfections, eh? Get some work done, Wolkenritter. I want to be on time for dinner.' With that said, the man strode away, scowling at random newcomers and yelling at them to clear the way for him.
Sighing in relief, the doctor turned to the brunette. 'Talk about unlucky. He just had to come when Signum went to the toilet,' the blonde muttered and whisper-yelled to Nanoha, 'what in your name's sake are you doing here? In case you haven't noticed, this is a training camp for men and men only!'
The poor doctor seemed to be freaking out, and Nanoha suddenly felt bad for working her up.
'Yes I did notice, and I'll explain everything later,' she hushed back. 'Anyway, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be with Hayate?'
'You aren't getting anything out of me unless you tell me what you are up to. Do you have any idea what you're doing? When Hayate finds out, she's going to freak!' the doctor said, agitated.
Nanoha rolled her eyes. 'Like you just did?' she teased, but sobered up quickly. 'I know what I'm doing, Shamal. Plus, I think I got a pretty decent roommate, so there would be less risk for me.'
The doctor nodded and nudged her head at something behind her. 'You mean that guy?'
She whirled her head around to see Fate with his shirt back on, thank goodness, and staring intently at her with worried eyes, her piercing burgundy gaze filled with nothing but pure concern.
Feeling something warm build inside her chest, their eyes met, and for a short second, Nanoha had thought she saw a girl version of Fate, but the image immediately faded as quickly as it came.
Perplexed, she wondered why he was so concerned about her. It wasn't like they were friends, although she wouldn't mind being one. They had only met for not even one day, and yet, she had felt this enigmatic connection between them.
It was inexplicable, but it was just… there; without explanation, without comprehension.
'How'd you know it's him?' she asked, turning back to the doctor who was smiling secretively at her.
'Intuition,' the blonde replied. 'Anyway, let's start your physical test. I don't want Mr. Scaglietti to come again. He's annoying and rude.'
Nanoha chuckled. At least someone had the same thoughts as her.
After she had finished taking the test, which included a little bit of hand grip and sit-and-reach etc, Shamal had told her that she would tell Signum and the others that she was here.
Feeling sad that she would have to leave the doctor, her roommate was by her side in no time.
Keeping their comfortable silence as they walked out of the clinic, Fate broke the silent spell that had wrapped itself over them, 'Do you know the doctor, Takamachi?'
Surprised and a little bit impressed that he had noticed, she said, 'Yes, she's one of my friend's medical practitioner.' After a slight pause, she added, 'we're like family though.'
'I see,' was Fate's short reply.
The blanket of silence started again. It wasn't awkward, but Nanoha found it unbearable.
'So… friends?' she attempted.
She was determined to solve this complex puzzle called Fate. There was something about him that drew her in. There was something about him that intrigued her to no end.
It may have been the golden tresses that swayed in rhythm as they walked through the corridor to the canteen. It could have been the dismal and distant look he had in his eyes, or the way he had held himself, tense and guarded.
Either way, she found herself helplessly pulled to the burgundy-eyed blonde, who piqued her interest in more than one way or the other.
People say that curiosity killed the cat, but certainly, cats have nine lives. If anything went out of hand, she would survive. She would stand up from her fall, because she was strong; her family always told her that.
But alas, what she did not know was that this time, maybe she might have overestimated her ability to survive the impact; because this time, she was handling a piece of paper glass that was bound to break, shattering into tiny shards that's impossible to glue back together. Because this time, she was playing with fire.
And fires have no mercy at all.