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Chapter Twenty Five~ Lossing the World, Gaining the Universe |
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I sat on the edge of my bed, my back to Hyiru as he slept blissfully unaware of all that's happened.
Anako has oddly vanished again. Maybe he went to work. I don't know any more. I just don't know.
Everything always seems to be falling apart on me!
The tears tugged at my eyes, slowly seeping from the corners of my eyes. I choked and gasped as I tried futily not to cry again. But just like always, I end up giving in. A curled into myself, pressing my knees to my chest and wrapping my arms around my head and legs.
I don't know how long I sobbed for but it never seemed to want to quit. Even when I felt somebody wrap their arms around me. I clutched at them, my tears soaking their shirt.
"I'm sorry!" I cried over and over again, nothing but all my mistakes floding into my mind. I wanted to shout out that I've never been worthy of any thing, that i don't deserve this compassion. But i souldn't stand the thought of being alone. "I'm sorry." Was all I could say.
I grabbed their arm and dropped my arm to their narrow waist, burying my face in their soft chest.
Whoever it was just sat there, letting my cry it out, stroking my hair and holding me tight.
As the tears began to relent, as my body was wiped out from the sheer aniexity and anguish. I trembled badly but they didn't seem to mind.
"Are you feeling better, dear?" A soft voice asked, my bleary vision barely made out the worn face of Hyiru. He looked older today, his eyes were red also.
"I'm sorry." My voice cracked and more tears streamed down my face.
Even with the blurred vision I was still able to catch the glint of light reflecting of the small bubbles of tears blossoming in his eyes.
We bother were a bunch a osbbing fools but we couldn't help it. In the end we ended up laughing at each other. We never imagined how much alike we were until now.
I finally detatched myelf from him and rubbed at my eyes. He hiccuped and fell onto his side. His eyes crinkled slightly as he wore a sad smile, yet some how it seemed much more akin to him than me. His other wise smooth skin seemed to have a bit more colour now that it did the day before.
Suddenly Anako appeared in the doorway, leaning against the wooden frame. His eyes devoid of emotion and his gaze disecting and analyzing everything.
I could see the difference in him now. He'd never gaze me at me with the same eyes again.
I felt the tears choke me again and I felt my lower lip tremble at the thought.
I was alone again. Anako won't stay with me any more!
I pressed my face into my palms and felt yet more hot tears claw at my eyes.
I felt a strong arm wrap around my shoulders. To my shock they pulled me from the bed and up into their toned chest.
I spread my fingers to see Anako's head resting beside me, his eyes filled with that tiny gleam that was reserved for me and me alone.
I flung my arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder.
"Where are you injured?" He whispered into my ear, his cool breath sending shrivers through my body.
"Here." I said, drawing a circle around my heart.
He pressed his hand to my heart, leaning forward until his forehead met mine.
"I don't understand...." He said slowly, his hand sliding down off my chest to hang by his side.
"He is sad, Anako. He is alone and so very unloved." Hyiru said gently, his warm smile so sad.
I held out my arm to him, sniffling back some tears.
He picked himself off the bed and glided into our arms. He leaned heavily onto Anako for support but he stayed here standing anyways.
"Anako..." He finally broke the silence that was begining to suffocate me.
"Yes...?" Anako asked suspicously, his eyes narrowing on him.
"Are you wearing underwear?" He asked softly, probably meaning to only whisper it to him.
He gave him a weird annoyed look that was some where between incredulous and confused.
"What?" He asked and I couldn't refrain from giggeling.
"What?" Hyiru asked, "I already know you aren't." He stated matter-of-factly.
I blushed a bright red and started to deny but before I knew it he had my pants at my ankles.
I squeaked and fell to the floor.
"See?" He asked Anako, who looked even more confused.
Hyiru frowned at him, almost disappointed by his lack of understanding. Hyiru glided to my dresser and whipped out a pair of my work undies and stretched them out, letting them snap a few times.
"These are a pair of underwear." He said like a teahcer, "You wear these under your clothes."
"Put those back!" I demaned, still struggeling to get my pants unbunched.
Anako disreguarded my please for them not look and took to inspecting them closer. He mused there, chin in hand.
"What purpose do they serve?" He asked skeptically. "These barely cover anything." he stated, frowning at Hyiru.
"I dunno." He shrugged and flung them over to me.
I scrambled with them and slid them one since I had abandoned trying to pull up my stupid pants.
"Quit going through my personal things!" I whined. No more inviting weird aliens over.
"Well I needed an example. We don't oft wear underwear, it's kindda useless." Hyiru said simply and swaggered off to the kitchen.
"Don't mind master, he's always prying into things he shouldn't be." Anako said shrugging and followed him out.
I blew out a flustered sigh and fell back on the bed. It's been a while since I've worn this pair.
I heaved another sigh and hell sideways onto the bed. I stared at the portal, listening to the muffled voices of them attempting to prepare a meal.
I was grateful they were here. Even when they're poking through my life, tearing my whole existence in two, they're making me a better person. These two, they should have their own TV show.
They'll come and live some random bloke and remake his or her life then randomly waltz out.
I sure hope they don't do that to me. I'm not going to last much longer if they leave me.
It grew suddenly quiet.
Oh. No.
I raced to the door, fliging myself around the corner. I didn't know what to expect, something like an alien space craft coming for them, or just my empty house, or them both some how unexplainably killed in an incident involving eggs, a spatula, and cork poper.
Instead I see Anako standing beside the stove, stiring blankly as he read the back of an oatmeal box.
Hyiru was curled on the couch, snoring softly and mumbling in his native language.
I snickered and slumped down against the wall. I just felt everything tingle and I couldn't stop laughing. It was just too funny. It was just too sad, to sudden, to much.
...I can't remember what happened after that.
 Ray the Good Soldier · Fri Oct 19, 2007 @ 05:02am · 0 Comments |
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