Post by silverflame on Sept 1, 2008 15:53:16 GMT -5
AN: Chapter 4 at last. I know it's been a very long time. I just hope I can get some good chapters up to make up for it. And hopefully that will be soon. I'll work on them bit by bit while at the college and everything. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Chapter 4
Everything feels like it was ages ago, but I'm no immortal. At times I think I should have had them keep Tara in the hospital. After all, it was after she had gotten out that everything began to go downhill. Yet the time she was still healing almost seemed like paradise. Hearing Dante's laughter, spending hours on the roof with Vergil. Why did it have to ever end? Why couldn't I have seen that something wasn't right? Then again, the idea hadn't even occured to me until the second visit to the hospital to see Tara. I was such a fool to think everything could remain the same, that my love for...
The temple is near. I can feel it rather than see it. I know he's waiting there, though unconscious. I can't let him down. Not when he's the one that saved me, that gave me a way to conquer the pain, to use it. I won't abandon him when he refused to abandon me when I needed him most. I'll bring the sacrifice to him, make him strong again. It's what I had promised the day we knew this would happen, that he'd lose the fight.
It had been days since the last time Kyla saw Tara. It wasn't that she had forgotten her friend, she hadn't. It was just that Dante and Vergil had seemed to be damanding her attention so much that she couldn't get the chance to visit Tara. When she did, she'd never think of the day the same way again.
"Come on, slow-poke." Dante said as he threw Kyla over his shoulder, playing with her as usual.
Kyla laughed and kicked, though not to hurt him. "Put. Me. Down." She said while trying to breathe. "I can walk."
"Put her down, Dante." Vergil growled as he walked past the two. "I'll be in the car. Get what you need and come out." He walked out, obviously in a bad mood.
Once Dante had finally put Kyla down, he smiled as he looked down at her and caressed her cheek. "Anything you need?" He asked softly, his eyes changing as he watched her. She didn't quite understand at first, especially not why the look in his eyes seemed to make her heart flutter.
She shook her head. "No. I don't need anything." She wanted to say something else, though she didn't know what. The idea of letting him know how she felt was, in a way, scary to her. "Do you?" She asked, nearly whispering now and unable to look away from him.
Dante shrugged and held her a little closer. "I'll let you know later." He answered with a smirk.
Kyla looked at him curiously. "You're going to keep it a secret from me?" She held onto his arms, not letting him get past until he told her what she wanted to know. "I'm not going to let you leave." She smiled playfully.
Laughing calmly, Dante looked at her. "You really want to know?" He asked.
She nodded.
Without warning, Dante suddenly pulled her close, pressing his lips against her's. He closed his eyes as he drew one hand up, burying his fingers in her hair. Once he pulled away, he looked into her eyes and smirked to find they were closed. He caressed her cheek again and whispered, "Now it's our secret." He started walking past her, toward the door and to the car.
She stood there for a moment, frozen. None of it had been expected, not his tenderness, the look in his eyes, his kiss. It was all like a dream, and yet she knew it wasn't.
Once the shock had passed, she suddenly turned and ran out the door, knowing Vergil would be irritated that she had taken her time. "Sorry." She called before getting in the car. "Got distracted." She glanced at Dante and blushed, not noticing the smug smirk on his lips.
"Let's go." Dante said, fully relaxed.
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At the hospital, Tara was still in the bed, watching out the window since she had lost interest in the TV. It was hard for her to believe that her friend had forgotten about her. It had nearly been a week and she still had no word from Kyla. Was she alone? She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep since there wasn't really anything else for her to do.
It was minutes later when a familiar voice drifted down the hall. Yet there were also the voices of two men along with it. Who was with Kyla? She hadn't really met Dante and Vergil yet, not when her last visit had just been Kyla. And she hadn't said anything about living with two men while staying in the city. What had happened since they arrived? What had changed so much that would make her best friend become so distant?
Kyla soon walked in with Dante and Vergil a short ways behind. Tara's eyes immediately went to the guys, Her eyes panned up and down their bodies before Kyla could notice. "How have you been?" She asked, smiling as she looked at her friend. "I've missed you."
Looking somewhat ashamed, Kyla answered, "Yeah. I've been spending some time with Dante and Vergil. They took me in while you've been here."
Tara looked at her, surprised. "I've been here in the hospital while you've been living with two hot guys? Talk about a rip-off."
Vergil scoffed and rolled his eyes while Dante smirked and chuckled. Kyla, on the other hand, blushed and looked even more ashamed. Dante noticed and put an arm around her. "Don't worry about it." He said, leaning down to her and whispering in her ear. "We didn't exactly give you a choice in any of this." He gently hugged her before looking to Tara. "Anyway, I'm Dante. That's my brother Vergil. You're Tara?" He held out his hand for her to shake.
Smiling and nodding, Tara took his hand. "And pleased to meet you." She answered, winking at him.
Vergil noticed and took a step forward, standing beside Kyla and glaring at Tara. Already he had a feeling of what was probably coming. And he had an idea of what he'd be able to do as a result of it.
They spent some time talking to Tara, Vergil staying silent and next to Kyla. He could hear the flirtatious note in Tara's voice as she talked to Dante and tried to talk to him. Kyla noticed it as well, though she denied it.
The irritation with the girl had become so strong that Vergil finally took Kyla's hand. "Come on." He said in a low voice. "We're getting some drinks." He didn't give her any choice in the matter and nearly dragged her out of the room.
"What's going on?" She asked once they had gotten far enough from the room.
Vergil looked into her eyes. "What does Dante mean to you?" He asked, looking away from her at the vending machine. It didn't really matter anyway. She wouldn't have been able to see anything in his eyes anyway. They were like one way mirrors, only showing her reflection in their cold ice color.
She thought about it for a moment before saying, "The same as you." She looked into his eyes, even if they weren't looking in her direction. She just didn't know what to say to make it more clear.
He looked at her, searching her eyes before nodding. He quickly payed for some drinks, handed her one, and started walking back.
The first thing they heard once they reached the right hall was Dante joking and Tara laughing. It would have seemed normal except that Kyla was obviously getting jealous. It only got worse when she walked into the room to see Dante sitting in a chair, close to Tara's bed, and leaning toward her friend as though it would make it easier for him to tell her jokes. Kyla dropped her drink and walked out, hiding the anger and tears.
Dante heard the clatter and looked in time to see Kyla walking away. "Excuse me." He got up and went after her, hearing a few warning words from Vergil, though he wasn't sure of who they were directed at.
Chapter 4
Everything feels like it was ages ago, but I'm no immortal. At times I think I should have had them keep Tara in the hospital. After all, it was after she had gotten out that everything began to go downhill. Yet the time she was still healing almost seemed like paradise. Hearing Dante's laughter, spending hours on the roof with Vergil. Why did it have to ever end? Why couldn't I have seen that something wasn't right? Then again, the idea hadn't even occured to me until the second visit to the hospital to see Tara. I was such a fool to think everything could remain the same, that my love for...
The temple is near. I can feel it rather than see it. I know he's waiting there, though unconscious. I can't let him down. Not when he's the one that saved me, that gave me a way to conquer the pain, to use it. I won't abandon him when he refused to abandon me when I needed him most. I'll bring the sacrifice to him, make him strong again. It's what I had promised the day we knew this would happen, that he'd lose the fight.
It had been days since the last time Kyla saw Tara. It wasn't that she had forgotten her friend, she hadn't. It was just that Dante and Vergil had seemed to be damanding her attention so much that she couldn't get the chance to visit Tara. When she did, she'd never think of the day the same way again.
"Come on, slow-poke." Dante said as he threw Kyla over his shoulder, playing with her as usual.
Kyla laughed and kicked, though not to hurt him. "Put. Me. Down." She said while trying to breathe. "I can walk."
"Put her down, Dante." Vergil growled as he walked past the two. "I'll be in the car. Get what you need and come out." He walked out, obviously in a bad mood.
Once Dante had finally put Kyla down, he smiled as he looked down at her and caressed her cheek. "Anything you need?" He asked softly, his eyes changing as he watched her. She didn't quite understand at first, especially not why the look in his eyes seemed to make her heart flutter.
She shook her head. "No. I don't need anything." She wanted to say something else, though she didn't know what. The idea of letting him know how she felt was, in a way, scary to her. "Do you?" She asked, nearly whispering now and unable to look away from him.
Dante shrugged and held her a little closer. "I'll let you know later." He answered with a smirk.
Kyla looked at him curiously. "You're going to keep it a secret from me?" She held onto his arms, not letting him get past until he told her what she wanted to know. "I'm not going to let you leave." She smiled playfully.
Laughing calmly, Dante looked at her. "You really want to know?" He asked.
She nodded.
Without warning, Dante suddenly pulled her close, pressing his lips against her's. He closed his eyes as he drew one hand up, burying his fingers in her hair. Once he pulled away, he looked into her eyes and smirked to find they were closed. He caressed her cheek again and whispered, "Now it's our secret." He started walking past her, toward the door and to the car.
She stood there for a moment, frozen. None of it had been expected, not his tenderness, the look in his eyes, his kiss. It was all like a dream, and yet she knew it wasn't.
Once the shock had passed, she suddenly turned and ran out the door, knowing Vergil would be irritated that she had taken her time. "Sorry." She called before getting in the car. "Got distracted." She glanced at Dante and blushed, not noticing the smug smirk on his lips.
"Let's go." Dante said, fully relaxed.
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At the hospital, Tara was still in the bed, watching out the window since she had lost interest in the TV. It was hard for her to believe that her friend had forgotten about her. It had nearly been a week and she still had no word from Kyla. Was she alone? She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep since there wasn't really anything else for her to do.
It was minutes later when a familiar voice drifted down the hall. Yet there were also the voices of two men along with it. Who was with Kyla? She hadn't really met Dante and Vergil yet, not when her last visit had just been Kyla. And she hadn't said anything about living with two men while staying in the city. What had happened since they arrived? What had changed so much that would make her best friend become so distant?
Kyla soon walked in with Dante and Vergil a short ways behind. Tara's eyes immediately went to the guys, Her eyes panned up and down their bodies before Kyla could notice. "How have you been?" She asked, smiling as she looked at her friend. "I've missed you."
Looking somewhat ashamed, Kyla answered, "Yeah. I've been spending some time with Dante and Vergil. They took me in while you've been here."
Tara looked at her, surprised. "I've been here in the hospital while you've been living with two hot guys? Talk about a rip-off."
Vergil scoffed and rolled his eyes while Dante smirked and chuckled. Kyla, on the other hand, blushed and looked even more ashamed. Dante noticed and put an arm around her. "Don't worry about it." He said, leaning down to her and whispering in her ear. "We didn't exactly give you a choice in any of this." He gently hugged her before looking to Tara. "Anyway, I'm Dante. That's my brother Vergil. You're Tara?" He held out his hand for her to shake.
Smiling and nodding, Tara took his hand. "And pleased to meet you." She answered, winking at him.
Vergil noticed and took a step forward, standing beside Kyla and glaring at Tara. Already he had a feeling of what was probably coming. And he had an idea of what he'd be able to do as a result of it.
They spent some time talking to Tara, Vergil staying silent and next to Kyla. He could hear the flirtatious note in Tara's voice as she talked to Dante and tried to talk to him. Kyla noticed it as well, though she denied it.
The irritation with the girl had become so strong that Vergil finally took Kyla's hand. "Come on." He said in a low voice. "We're getting some drinks." He didn't give her any choice in the matter and nearly dragged her out of the room.
"What's going on?" She asked once they had gotten far enough from the room.
Vergil looked into her eyes. "What does Dante mean to you?" He asked, looking away from her at the vending machine. It didn't really matter anyway. She wouldn't have been able to see anything in his eyes anyway. They were like one way mirrors, only showing her reflection in their cold ice color.
She thought about it for a moment before saying, "The same as you." She looked into his eyes, even if they weren't looking in her direction. She just didn't know what to say to make it more clear.
He looked at her, searching her eyes before nodding. He quickly payed for some drinks, handed her one, and started walking back.
The first thing they heard once they reached the right hall was Dante joking and Tara laughing. It would have seemed normal except that Kyla was obviously getting jealous. It only got worse when she walked into the room to see Dante sitting in a chair, close to Tara's bed, and leaning toward her friend as though it would make it easier for him to tell her jokes. Kyla dropped her drink and walked out, hiding the anger and tears.
Dante heard the clatter and looked in time to see Kyla walking away. "Excuse me." He got up and went after her, hearing a few warning words from Vergil, though he wasn't sure of who they were directed at.