Rhododendron - Danger

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Continuation of through gates unknown (hydrangea)

under sleeping leaves

He is still so drunk that the fairy, Maka she had said her name was, had shoved him under a very large bush with waxy leaves to sleep off the alcohol. As cute as she was, she was damn violent. Soul wasn't sure if he had actually fallen asleep or she had just chopped his head with a book (where had it even come from?) so hard that he passed out.

Either way, when he woke up he had a splitting headache. Hell, when he woke up he wondered if his drink had been laced because as dreams went, that one was pretty weird. Not the weirdest, but still pretty weird. The light was filtering through the leaves but watching them shift in the light breeze was making his stomach sick.

Soul groaned and rolled over, what a weird night. First time he'd ever woken up under a bush. Couches, other people's beds, the floor, there was that one time he ended up under a piano, but definitely the first time he'd been under a bush. Wes was going to get a kick out of this whenever he managed to get his phone back from Kilik.

"Good, you're up. We have a long way to travel." A voice said from just on the other side of the bush. Normally he would have been startled, but instead the idea of movement just made his head throb and his stomach turn. "We have to move! You've been here too long already!"

"S'fine. I'll just follow the path back." Soul slurred back still not quite understanding who was speaking to him.

"That path is gone! They only ever go one way! Just how hungover are you?" The voice demanded.

He shifted again trying to find a slightly more comfortable position on the root he was using as a pillow.

"Wake up!" There was a rustling of leaves and then he was being forcefully dragged out from his shady haven.

"What do you want?!" Soul grunted as he tried to fight his annoying attacker off. "Just leave me alone!" He squinted in the bright light at the figure in front of him.

There was a small shriek, sort of like a kitten who was pissed off, and then a harsh flick to his forehead. And just like that his hangover was gone, a warm tingling feeling running through his body chasing out all the aches and pains.

Finally able to see straight without squinting he looked up and right into bright green eyes. "Oh shit."

She rolled her eyes, "Yes, oh shit. We have to move. I promised I would return you to your world, I intend to keep that promise."

Soul stretched and got up, brushing dirt off his back and ass as much as he could. "You keep saying it's so dangerous, what's gonna happen? Turn me into a flower?"

Something dark passed over her eyes and she looked away from him, "You could lose yourself here. There are things here that will eat you from the inside out and wear you like a well tailored suit. Whatever you think you know or expect, forget it. This world will drive you insane."

Whatever he had been expecting, it wasn't that. He nodded once, solemn. "So why bother helping me? Aren't you just putting yourself in danger?" Though he doubted that without her help he would actually manage to get out of whatever mess he had stumbled into.

"Yes, well, it's a good thing I'm nice enough to help you." She bit her lip and looked everywhere but at him.