(( No. I feelerfeesh, and then you post again. Because my brain is asleep today. XD COME FIND VENTUS! D: ))

Ventus could scarcely breathe as he awoke, the air now humid and warm around him. He lay sprawled out under a large oak near the center of the forest, with what felt like the weight of said tree sitting on his chest. He could very barely move, his limbs achy and weak as he lay there, random stones digging into his back and legs. His eyes threatened to close again- he was so very, very tired. There was still no L'Ireina in sight, and he feared he might never see her again. "L'Ireina..." He muttered weakly before his eyes shut and his breathing steadied, signs he had again fallen asleep.

Hecate put her plate in the sink and went to go get dressed. She threw on a pair of black Skinney Jeans & an Iron Maiden Tee-shirt from Earth. She walked outt shuting the door behind her. Chalres was already dressed. "Lets go meet Ventus. I know where his house is."Hecate said as she stared at Charles.

"Ok." Charles aid pushing in his chair and opening the door for Hecate.
"Thanks."Hecate said smiling, walking out the door.

They both walked out onto the dirt road next to eachother.

"So, uh... Yesterday was, ah.. diffrent." Hecate said, scratching her head.
Charles chuckled a little "Yah, well... I guess... Hey theres Ventus's House, right?" He said

The door was left open and the house didn't smell like fresh roses. It smelled like mold, which was weird because Ventus was a, or was given off, as a neat freak. They both ran to the house.

Hecate looked around frantiqually. "VENTUS!" she called, "Ventus.." she said with a tear rolling down her eye. She held the rest in and leaned against Charles.

Charles pulled her in softly, "Wait," he said, "I have an idea, use your magic smoke ball thing."

"Your a Genius!" Hecate said and gave hima quick kiss on the cheek before making the Smoke ball appear. "Find Ventus, of Elania."The magic some ball appered in her hands. It showed Ventus laying on the ground his mouth moving, probably say, L'Ireina. The ball diappered as she shut her hands. "Lets Go.!" She said as she pulled Charles's arm.

Charles just stood there rubbing his cheek, his eyes looked like hearts. "Oh," he said, then they both ran off to find Ventus.

((( I need to Time-Jump a Little, my hand cannot Type, and I'm going braindead :drool: )))

They where in the woods for awhile now screaming "Ventus!" Hoping he would return home and find them

(( Don't worry- brain dead is 'hokay. I'm brain-deaded, too. ))

Ventus could hear someone calling his name, but there wasn't a damned thing he could do about. He had woken up about an hour earlier, feeling worse than he had early that morning. He'd come to the conclusion he was dying, and was now feeling very sorry for himself. If he didn't think he was going to make it, why call back?

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L'Ireina had finally started to realize she'd over-reacted when Ventus stopped calling her name the night before. By now, she was wandering around calling his name. "Ventus!" She shouted. She was starting to get worried. "Ventus, are you still here?"
And then she saw him.
He was lying on his back, and he looked like he'd been crying. His normally narrow and beautiful eyes were now bloodshot, and his nose was a bright red. He looked paler than usual- almost a ghostly white, and very weak. "Ventus!" She ran over to him, and knelt by his side. Was this her fault?

(( Why is it I always bring the drama? >.< And I'm going to try to de-bitch L'Ireina, but go ahead and beat the living stuffing out of her when you find Ventus. ))

HEcate looked over to the cound of someone else calling Ventus. She saw L'Ireina standing there next to Ventus. She ran over pulling her broad sword out. She jumped on the little petite girl holding her down this the sword to her neck. "What did you Do?"She asked, her eyes a flaming Red color, she looked into L'Ireina eyes. She looked so inoccent but she wouldn't let something like that take over. She thought how L'Ireina would get her way, se wasn't getting off that easy. "What did you do?"She asked holding the sword to her neck.

Charles stared with grief in his face. He soon ran over to Ventus, picking him up and laying him on his shoulders. "I'm taking him to the clinic. He needsto see a doctor, and fast."

"Go."she said to Charles in a nasty-bitchy voice. She could see Charles running away with Ventus as hey would find the nearest hospital. Once he was out of sight, Hecate grabbed L'Ireina by her gown and lifted her up off the ground. She was flustered, "I thought we where friends, I thought you where friends with Ventus. He was worried sick about you."Hecate dropped her back on the ground. She walked away, her eyes still glowing red.

(( 'Did so much medical study for this I could be a qualified nurse! XD 600mg of ibuproven = 3 Advil. ))

L'Ireina lay stunned, tears rolling down her cheeks. She hadn't meant to hurt him- she didn't want it to be like this. "I- I'm sorry!" She shouted after them, clambering to her feet and dashing through the woods. Eventually she caught up to Hecate and placed a hand on her shoulder, turning her around and stopping her. "I'm so sorry- I didn't mean for him to get hurt-!" She pleaded for forgiveness from the girl who's eyes were, unlike the usual, steady blue, a deep, firey red.

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Ventus was shocked at Charles' strength. Most wouldn't be able to hold the elf up; he did weigh nearly two-hundred pounds. Of course, this was nearly the only coherent thought that crossed Ventus' mind- his fever was high and was messing with his thoughts.
They arrived at the clinic in under ten minutes, but now Ventus was exhausted. He could barely keep his eyes open, now.
Fortunatley, a nurse saw them through the window and ran outside with another nurse and a stretcher. They placed it on the ground and lifted Ventus onto it, rushing back inside and stransferring him to a bed. "Nurse- I need 600mg of ibuprofen." She held out a hand, and a doctor handed her three tiny, burnt-orange pills. She crammed them down Ventus' throat and laid a hand on his forehead. "Get me some ice!" She demanded.

Hecate turned around, "I don't want to do this, I don't like to do this at all. But ever since I met you, you've been a asshole, and I'm sick of you. I try to be nice, but nothing seems to work for the little princess. I excpet your apologie, only because God says to except everyone's apologie. But you really need to stop doing this." Hecates eyes turned a dim oak color. She gave L'Ireina a dirty look and went off to see Ventus and Charles.

Charles dizzely sat down out of the Emergency Room. He didin't know Ventus weighed that much. He sat there and waited for Hecate to bust in the door and say everyhting is alright. He heard a bust in the door and boots thuping down on the floor. "Hecate?" he said.

Hecate literally fell into Charles's arms. She was drained. She was totally wet and coughing. I.. I need to get doctor."

"Doctor!" Charles screamed, holding her like a baby, running to the nearest bed. He was right there by her side holding her head up "It's going to be alright." Charles said to calm her down. The doctor and everyone was asking him to get out. He was shoved out of the room. The four doctors where too strong. He sat there, waiting for his two friends to go in.

((( How long Does it Take You to Write these Jada-Beans? :gonk: )))

(( WOAH- WTF happened to Hecate? D:
I was busy! D: ))

L'Ireina stood there, speachless. She couldn't find the strength to speak, or move, or cry. She couldn't do anything.

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Ventus writhed in his bed, his fever blaring as doctors and nurses of all ages and races tried to calm him down. At least four or five bags of ice surrounded his head, and a doctor had sliced his shirt open to listen to his heartbeat and breathing, although Ventus certainly wasn't making it easy. He didn't like hospitals, or medication. And it wasn't like he ever needed it before now.

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A doctor spotted Hecate, and rushed over. "Sir," She started, looking at Charles with great concern. "What happened?" She asked him, beckoning a doctor over with a few gestures of her hand.

"I honestly don't know. She came in and fell into my arms, and... I don't know. She fainted." Charles said. The doctors looked at him then ran over to get Hecate.

"Oh, My Gosh." The Doctor said, he pushed away the hair to her ear. At the side of Hecate's forhead was a scar. Not just any scar. A scar in the shape of a Pheniox. It was glowing a bright Orange. "Get me and Ice-Bag!" the Doctor said, "And get others, this is serious."

Charles stood there holding Hecate's hand.

"Sorry, sir, we have to go... We have to preform and oppuration." One of the Assistent Doctors said.

"I'm sorry sir but I need to stay here with her..."Hecate said in a deep voice.

"Please Get out." Another man said, Four men had to push him out into the hallway.

Charles's was banging on the door with tears rolling down, and landing on his boots.

Hecate sat there, cold, out.

The Five men where performing an opperation in the scar. They where looking in it. There was a chunk of dirt hidden in her scar, making her whole body freeze. The Doctor carefully took it out with starlized pliers. They put it on a tray plate, then stiched the inside skin back up and came out with smiling faces. "You may go in. She is doing fine." The head Doctor said opening the door.

"Thanks."he said running in to see her.

Hecate was awake and had her hands on the bed. She looked up and saw Charles leanded over hugging her tightly. She could feel water, on his face. She didn't know if those where tears or the rain, "Hi." She said softly.

"What happended? Are you ok? He said concerned

Yah, I'm fine. The Doctor says I can go home today, it was just a piece of dirt in my scar." Hecate pulled the hair away showing a stiched up Pheniox.

"Well, I'm taking you home now." He said smiling picking her up.

"I can Walk, I can Walk." She said with a giggle. "Wheres Ventus, shouldn't we wait for him?" She said

"Sure." He said, "But he better pay me back, he weighs a lot-! He teased

They both sat there and waited for Ventus to get out of the Hospital.

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(( Lol? o.0 That's a new one. Is that a real medical condition? ))

It took another hour to get Ventus's temperature to lower enough so they could leave him alone for a little while. "Excuse me- nurse." She was about to leave, but turned around to face the elf. "Yes?" "Could you please bring one of my friends in? He's about 5"10, with dark hair. And I don't know, but there might be a girl with red hair with him. Bring her in too, please." He asked. He still felt like crap, but he really wanted to see them, at least for a moment or two.

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L'Ireina got a hold of herself fairly quickly, and rushed back to the city. She was covered in dirt, and her face was stained with the salt of tears. She ran up to a random passerby with a worried look on her normally smug face. "Excuse me, sir- have you seen a golden elf and a human come by this way?" She asked. "Yeah- they went to the clinic. The elf didn't look too good." The man answered.
"Oh-!" L'Ireina ran as fast as she could to the clinic and slammed the door open. She ran up to a rather stunned nurse. "Is there in elf that checked in today? With a human?" She demanded, praying to her godess that she hadn't taken Ventus. "Y-Yes- right this way..." The nurse brought her to Ventus' room, where she saw him in his bed, looking very tired. "Oh, Ventus-!" She rushed over to him and knelt by his bedside, grabbing his hand and resting her head on his wrist.

(( My posts are getting dumber my the minute. D: ))

(( There not getting dumber there getting shorter, and No, it isn;t a real condition ^^' ))

Hecate and Charles walked in and stood next to Ventus.

"You feeling better?"Hecate asked putting her head on him softly. Then giving his a soft hug trying not to overwhelm him.

Charles got on his knees and looked up at the sickly version on Ventus. "Where all here for y-" Charles was cuyt off with the sound of footsteps...

L'Ireina was here and running to Ventus, with the Nurse right on her tail. "Oh, Ventus-!" She rushed over to him and knelt by his bedside, grabbing his hand and resting her head on his wrist.

Hecate starred at I'Leirina with a blanck face

(( No, mine are dumb and full of cheese. D: ))

L'Ireina planned to completely ignore both Charles and Hecate. Her main concern, right now, was Ventus. "Ventus- Ventus, I'm so sorry-!" She begged, and the tears started rolling again. Soon enough, there were tiny fountains spurting from the Aelakai's eyes.

"L'Ireina- I'm so glad you're alright." Ventus was truly pleased to see her- being the naturally forgiving person he was, he didn't think twice about being mad at L'Ireina for his current condition. "I'm not feeling my best, but I'm not too ba-" His words were crammed back down his throat as he started coughing, tearing his hand from L'Ireina's grip and covering his mouth. He then noticed a spot of blood on Hecate's abdomen, through her shirt. "Hecate- what happened?" He asked, looking more worried for her than for himself, although he condition was much worse.

((( o.0 Where did the Blood Come from? )))

Hecate looked down at her shirt, "Don't worry, Darling. You need to rest." She leaned over and kissed Ventus's Head "Bye Guys."she said, covering up her rib as she walked out. She didn't want any nurse or doctor to her condition as she walked out. Her and Charles walked out of the Clinic and went back home. Hecate immedatly sat down on the couch and toke off her shirt leaving her undershirt on. She lifted the undershirt up to see what had happened. There had been a little scratch from her 6-Pack to her rib cage. It wasn't that bad, she barley even noticed it. And it wosn't bleeding anymore. "Hey Charles,"She looked over at him fondly. "Thanks." she said.

Charles blushed a little, then rubbed his back. He jumped on the couch where she was."I hate the bed I'm Sleeping in, can I sleep with you?"He asked smiling gleefully.

"Are you trying to get lucky with me? And while I'm in recovery?"Hecate teased
"Uh, Hum, Whaa? Why would I do that?"He said trying not to make Hecate uncomtorable.
"Goodnight."Hecate said and slipped into bed. Already changed.
Charles stood by the door-way. His arms crossed, he slipped into bed with Hecate.

They both Slept Peacefully.

((( Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe Aww and a Little Ewww )))

(( She just had surgery! Of course there's blood! XD ))

The doctors said Ventus would be able to go home tomorrow, but that was it. He'd probably be bedridden for a week or so, and that bugged him. He didn't like being inactive, or being indoors. And staying home and bedridden required him to do both.
"L'Ireina, you can go home now." She had been sitting at his bedside for hours- it was around midnight now, and she refused to leave.

"No, Ventus- I can't. I can't go home until you can go home." She said. Her talk with Hecate (Or, rather, Hecate talked, and L'Ireina listened) made her realize that being a bitch is not the way to get what she wanted. So she was going to be better about it. She'd been thoroughly apologizing to Ventus for the last hour, and he didn't show any sign of being annoyed. He just kept telling that it wasn't her fault.

"Why? L'Ireina, it wasn't your fault. It was no one's fault." He said, although admitting to himself that is was, truthfully, L'Ireina's fault. That didn't matter to him, though. He forgave her the moment she walked in the door. "You can go home."

"Tomorrow." She decided, pushing her chair closer to his bed and laying her head beside his. "Tomorrow I'll go home." She repeated herself, ready to close her eyes and fall asleep.

"You shouldn't be this close- you'll get sick." Ventus looked away from her, trying not to breathe in her face.

"I don't care." She muttered, yawning, and soon falling asleep.

And Ventus did the same.

As The Sun slowly drew over The Dewy City, Everyone started to awake from there long trips to the dreamland.

Hecate opended her aqua blue eyes, and streched her arms above her head. She was facing wall so she turned over. Her eyes half opended now. There was this figure of someone sleeping next to her. She tackled the figure laying next to her, pinning it down to the bed.

Charles awoke. "It's Be You Dumb A** B****!" He said pulling away Hecates hands from his body.

Hecate's eyes turned a grayish black color. She got off of Charles and went into the Bathroom. She closed the door behingd her hearing Charles try to get her attention. She found her extra clothes and put them on.

Charles ran to the door. He tried to open it, but it was dead locked. He began banging on the door. "Hecate, open the Door! I'm Sorry!"He said pleading

Hecate heisated, "Let Me get Out First..."Hecate said opening the door.

Charles backed away from the Door and said, "Go Ahead."

Hecate ran out of the house as fast as she could to get out of there. She didn't like being around negative energy. She could here Charles calling her name, but she completley ignored it and went on running. She had never felt like this. Her eyes where a mix of colors now... Bright Red, Dark Bue, Grey, Brown, Green, Purple, and more. She was mostly disappointed. He didn't even come for me. Why did he just stand there? Is he Truely the one I was considering to love? Was he lying about there friendship? Does he really swear like that? To A Girl?Hecate was now far into the woods. Her breathe soon became unsteady with all the thoughts, or as I should say questions about Charles. Hecate dropped to her knees, her whole legs went completely numb. She dragged herself to a cherry bush and eat some berries, hoping this would give her some energy to go back and rest. Well, it didn't do a damn thing... Hecate layed there, her lips a purple colour from eating berries, her eyes a Dark Silver, and her Heart Purple... Bruised from all the pain. She closed her eyes. And layed there. Silent.

((COME FIND MEH!))

The morning was slow to start, although around nine, a nurse came in and told Ventus he was to go home in an hour or so.
An hour rolled around, and, leaning on L'Ireina's shoulder, he limped out of the hospital and back to his house.
"Thank you, L'Ireina." He nodded, smiling up at her from his place on the bed. Looking out the window, he could see the children playing int he streets and the- wait, what? Was that Hecate?
"L'Ireina, did you see that?" He demanded, pointing out the window at the red-haired figure running down the path. "Hecate!" He immediatley jumped out of bed, and immediatley regretted it. He fell back into bed, the mess of blankets forming tiny mountains around him.

"I'll get her." L'Ireina assured him. It was her turn, now, to be the hero.

(( And I'm off to school! See you there! ))

Charles stood there lifeless in Hecates Cottage style home. The warm breeze pressed against his checks. His hands run cold as his heart, telling him to get her bring her back and fall in love together. His mind was telling him to stay and she will come right back and into your arms without any effort. Charles took a deep breath in and slowly made his way to the couch. He hunched over the coffie table with his eyes watering. Charles does not cry very often, or at all in the least bit. He raised his foot and kicked the coffie table which made it shatter to a million pieces he grabbed the lamp and smashed all of the picture Hecate had hung up of them and her family and friends. Charles dropped the lamp and ran into the bathroom where he stood looking staright at his replection. He raised his fist and punched into the reflection. His hand became dripping with blood and he went off to the hospital to go get his hand patched up. For he needed something to take his mind off of Hecate for a little while at least.