I don't really remember waking, probably due to my cold and my inablilty to process anything when I'm half asleep. Well I'm going to blame it on my cold anyway.
"Rayne, what's wrong?" Moordry whispered, being as quiet as possible in case he was just hearing things though when I shifted trying to bury my face into his back he knew something was wrong. Being as careful as possible he sat up and that made me scrunch up my face before my eyes slowly opened and I tried to focus on who was staring down at me.
"Huh...what?" I mumbled as I lay there and he rolled his eyes, reaching over and gently taking my shoulders in his arms. When I found my head now resting on his lap I blinked, still very much out of it. Not sure why he was staring at me I shifted so I had one side of my head pressed against his leg.
"Never mind." Moordryd sighed as he slowly ran the fingers of one hand through my hair and I gave him a sleepy smile, not quite sure why he was being so caring though right now I didn't mind. "How's the fever?" He asked and getting no response he stopped stroking my hair and reached further down, setting his open palm against my forehead. After a second or two he gave me a grin. "Its gone down a bit but...not enough." He told me and I grinned, having no clue what he was talking about.
Soon I could feel myself getting sleepy though before I could fall asleep, Moordryd gently lifted my head and lay me back on the bed. Giving out what I hoped was an angry growl, which turned out more like a whine judging from Moordryd's laugh, I curled up on my side facing away from him. I was almost completely asleep when Moordryd lay beside me and I snorted, still a little annoyed. Knowing he couldn't reason with me when I was sick and barely concious, Moordryd lay beside me and turned over to face me.
"Not...speaking to you." I mumbled, eyes closed and he chuckled, brushing his lips against my forehead and I let out a happy noise before I finally dozed off. Before he fell asleep, listening to the sounds of my less than quiet breathing (probably due to my blocked noise), Moordryd grinned.
"That suits me just fine." He muttered less than a minute later. It wasn't until a fair few hours later that I started awake, having heard someone moving in the room and when my eyes shot open Moordryd grinned at me.
Standing beside the bed he watched as I sat up, rubbing at my eyes and yawning.
"Welcome back." He said as he sat on the edge of the bed. "That's an interesting look." He added, stiffling a laugh as I noticed how my hair seemed to be having an anti-gravity moment. As I attempted to fix it, finger combing it, Moordryd gave me a grin.
"Very funny, Paynn." I muttered as I managed to fix my hair. Though only after several failed attempts. "Where did you spring from?" I asked as I stretched and Moordryd wrapped an arm around my waist. Trying very hard to ignore my boyfriend almost pressed against my side I repeated the question.
"I was racing against the stable brat. While you were snoring as loud as a dragon." Mordryd answered and I blushed crimson, embarassed at being told I snore. Or maybe that was from the kiss Moordryd planted on my neck, his fingers gently stroking my chin. "Everyone thought a dragon got loose in the house." He added, waiting to see my reaction and I snorted crossing my arms against my chest.
"Okay I don't snore. And even if I did I have a stuffy nose so there." I grumbled as Moordryd nuzzled my neck and when I didn't react he frowned slightly.
"For dragon's sake I'm just messing with you." Moordryd admitted and I relaxed then letting him cup my chin. But before we could kiss the door suddenly burst open and I let out a growl, echoing the one Moordryd made. "Why doesn't anyone knock anymore?" He grumbled, his arm slipping from my waist as I pouted.
"Just for the record this is my house and not yours. Anyway my dad wants to see you and Rayne. If she's better anyway." Artha pointed out, leaning against the doorway and I sighed climbing to my feet. Seconds later I wasn't able to do anything besides sneeze and when I finally stopped, my eyes were watering and I couldn't see straight. "Apparently not."
"Gee you think." Moordryd muttered before he moved to my side. "Rayne you have to stay here." He told me getting ready for me to protest and when I didn't that threw him for a few seconds. "Didn't you hear me?" He asked as he raised an eyebrow at me.
"Did you say something?" I muttered blinking my eyes, trying to clear the blurriness from them. "My head feels kinda funny."
"You're still sick, that's why. A day's not enough time to get over that cold." Artha pointed out and I frowned at him, or at least I think so anyway. Its kind of hard to see with blurred vision.
"Okay I'll go with you and Rayne," Moordryd said and I looked up at him, "you're staying here. No arguments."
"Huh...okay." I mumbled and he knew that I must be really feeling under the weather if I didn't even protest. After almost walking into the bed I lay on my side and before Moordryd had time to check if I still had a fever I was out like a light.
This really confused Moordryd but before he had a chance to check on me, he and Artha both heard a voice.
"Are you coming or what?" Kitt asked, standing just inside the doorway and with a frown aimed at her Moordryd walked over. Both Kitt and Artha moved, letting him past and as he walked outside she gave her friend a frown. "What's going on?" She asked as she followed Artha through the hallway then outside.
"Rayne's not well and Moordryd's kinda worried. Its just a cold so I don't know why he's getting so worked up." Artha answered as he walked towards the entrance to the Dragon Temple. By the time they arrived Moordryd was already waiting, glaring at them a little impatiently.
"What took you?" He growled before he stepped into the elevator, making both Kitt and Artha rush to catch up. Even when they reached the temple, hidden beneath the Penn Stables, Moordryd couldn't shake off the feeling that I was in danger. "Okay what do you want with me?" He asked, not even waiting for Artha and Kitt, the former narrowing his eyes.
"Actually I wanted to see you and Rayne. Why isn't she here?" Connor asked and Moordryd rubbed the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Is something wrong, Moordryd?"
"Rayne's not well and I should be inside looking after her, not here." Moordryd grumbled, crossing his arms and Artha opened his mouth to tell his rival off. Until his father raised his hand and he stopped.
"What's wrong with her?" Connor asked and with a sigh Moordryd answered. "A cold? Then she'll be fine."
"Look she ended up getting injured because of me and now she's sick. Even if its just a cold I want to look after her." Moordryd growled and getting a few surprised stares from his rival and his friends, Moordryd narrowed his eyes. "Why are you all staring like that?"
"Never thought I'd hear you say something like that. Wow Rayne must have really changed you." Kitt commented and Moordryd shrugged, his lips curling slightly though it looked more like a smile than his usual sneer. "Maybe you should be inside."
"Look I'm here now." Moordryd replied as he turned to Connor, wondering just what the elder Penn wanted with him and possibly me.
"I called you here to ask what you knew about Armeggaddon. From the mag moves you used so far its obvious that you're well trained." Connor answered and when Moordryd didn't comment he sighed. "This concerns not just you but Rayne as well. Armeggaddon's after you and Rayne for a reason. I know he's after Rayne because she's the current bearer of the Light Booster's gauntlet but why is he after you?"
"Because he's the one who gave me my amulet and led me to the matching gauntlet. And he trained me in the ancient mag moves before I...chose to betray him." Moordryd answered and that's when his eyes went wide. "Then that means...Rayne's in danger whenever we're together." When that realization hit him he hung his head, believing that he caused the ancient warrior's constant attacks on me.
"That's not true." Artha spoke and everyone stared as he walked towards Moordryd. "Armeggaddon's dangerous no matter who crosses him. You didn't cause any of this so stop thinking that." He said and Moordryd lifted his head, shocked that his rival would come to his aid.
"Say you're right, which I doubt...how can I protect her if I don't know when Armeggaddon's going to attack?" Moordryd asked and Artha shrugged, not too happy about that last comment. Thankfully Connor came to his aid and that cleared up why he wanted us both there.
"Then train Rayne so she can protect herself. That's what you need to do. Besides in the past all three boosters worked together to fight Armeggaddon." Connor answered and Moordryd fixed him with a frown, not entirely sure if he could trust Artha and his friends just yet.
"Look before we work on a plan go and check on Rayne. Once she's well enough we can start training her and maybe getting her to dragon race." Connor suggested and giving him a nod, Moordryd strolled towards the elevator. The minute he was gone, Artha cracked a grin at his father.
"I can't believe that you convinced him to join us. How did you do that?" Artha asked and Connor chuckled, secretly pleased with himself.
At the same time Moordryd had just exited the elevator and as he hurried towards my room he thought he heard something. Pausing just outside the door he listened and just for a few seconds he thought he heard me talking to someone. Now a little worried he rushed in and stopped just inside the doorway, letting out the breath he'd been holding in when he found me still very much asleep, though now tangled in the blanket that Moordryd had covered me with. Giving me a slight grin he wandered over and attempted to untangle me, without waking me up of course. Which almost worked until I decided to roll over and he fell forward, ending up landing on me with an 'oof'. And that woke me instantly.
"Moordryd? Why are you lying on me?" I whispered staring up at him as he tried to give me an innocent grin, ignoring the fact that his cheeks were bright red.
"It was an accident." He explained as he stared at me and after an awkward silence I gave him a slight smile. Before my eyes he leant down and planting both hands down on either side of me, he pressed his lips against mine giving me a light kiss. That soon turned into a heated kiss when I drapped my arms around his neck and tugged his head closer, returning the kiss with one of my own secretly pleased he'd decided to check in on me.