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I know it's been FOREVER since I've written a chapter, and some of you were probably starting to wonder if I'd stopped writing completely, but I finally got around to writing a new chapter. I hope you enjoy it. Links to previous chapters: Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 , Chapter 6 Chapter 7 , Chapter 8 , Chapter 9 , Chapter 10 , Chapter 11 , Chapter 12 , Chapter 13 , Chapter 14 , Chapter 15
Yuta sat only in silence and darkness. A black loneliness crept into her heart, a feeling of complete and utter isolation. There was nothing, no one; she was alone. She had the urge to cry, but the overwhelming feeling of loneliness immobilized her. She was detached from the world; she was intangible, perceiving but not participating. But this world she looked out upon was a void, a whirling blackness. She turned her eyes into herself; within her soul she found nothing, she was empty. The sound of silence echoed, unbearably loud. There was nothing, and she was nothing; there was only emptiness.
Yuta's body walked aimlessly through the halls of the school; a corpse, not quite alive, walking amongst the shadows that were people. As Yuta left the building the wind whipped her hair about her face, and yet her cheek did not feel the breeze. A friendly voice called out her name, "Hey, Yuta!"; the sound was heard by her ear, but not her mind; she walked on, unfazed. "Hey, wait up!" the voice called once more, yet again sparking no reaction. A hand grabbed her shoulder, halting her. As the figure stood before her, her mind unconsciously registered its identity. Her mouth moved in accordance with her mind, uttering out the word "Daisuke" like a toddler who had just learned the name for something. Daisuke realized something seemed wrong.
"Yuta, are you okay?" he asked worriedly.
Yuta said nothing. Her body seemed sluggish, and her eyes looked glazed over. Her skin felt hot under Daisuke's hands, unnaturally hot. He put his hand up to her forehead, checking her temperature.
"You're burning up!" he exclaimed, "We need to get you home."
"No," Yuta replied in a daze, "Not home."
Daisuke paused for a moment, pondering Yuta's words. "Well, I...I could take you to my house," he replied hurriedly, "My mom's good with this kind of stuff, she took care of me when I used to get sick."
Yuta started to walk again; Daisuke stopped her. "You shouldn't walk in that condition," he said, "I could...umm...carry you..." He blushed for a minute, then crouched down, "Get on my back."
Yuta did as he asked, putting her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. She laid her feverish head upon his neck. Daisuke blushed a little again; he had never given a girl a piggy-back ride before, though these weren't exactly the circumstance he had hoped for. He could feel her slow panting breath upon his neck. It sent a tingle across his whole body; and when her lip brushed his skin it was as if a shock-wave coursed through him. And he was bringing her over to his house! He was thrilled, though somewhat disappointed, once again, in the circumstances. Still, he marched on giddily content; despite the weight he carried, he walked on air.
Yuta opened her eyes to watch Daisuke, almost longingly. Her senses returned, and though her fever did not subside, she felt one with the world again. "Daisuke", the mutter escaped her mouth once again. But this time it was said with feeling, a mixture of distant thoughts, joy, understanding, and a tinge of sadness. Yuta closed her eyes once more, smiling for a moment; then the fatigue finally set in, and she drifted off into fever dreams.
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Topic: Revolving Skies - Chapter 16
Posted on June 22, 2009 22:48
