I'm Sorry [Shanine, Jason]

[Saint]

Continuation of Coffee [Central Town]

Shanine was on bed with white bandage on her head. It was already evening and yet, Saint had stayed on a stool beside her, waiting for a chance to whisper small words to her ear. He, himself, had a bandage around his head and he was also repeatedly asked to stay still in his bed. He was suffering head aches in weird intervals but he didn't care.

I...I endangered her life. He thought as he pressed his head against his interlaced fingers. "Damn..." He half-whispered before crossing his arms on the bed and laying his head on them.

It was no sooner that he fell asleep.

[Luna Katanashi]

Where was she?

She felt a cold sweat creep across her. Luna jerked awake, her eyes shot open and she was breathing heavily, not like the gentle intakes of air she had been taking in before. In a while, she made a recollection of memories of the incident in Central Town. No, it wasn't a dream. Silly. She saw herself hugging Saint.

She shook her head, trying to get rid of those terrible images and thoughts. But, it was only now, she felt odd, now why was that? A shiver traveled up her spine and she sat bolt upright, her head turning quickly beside her and she saw a figure in the gloom of the room -- just close to her.

"Saint..."

She whispered as she touched her hand gently on his head, trying not to wake him up from his slumber. After all, they were both injured. To keep Saint barricaded in his sleep, she let go of her hand and held her head, feeling pain sweeping through it.

OOC: Blocked.

[Saint]

He was dreaming.

Saint was running in the fields, chasing a blonde girl aiming for the cliffs. He was calling her to stop but she was crying and she didn't want to hear him.

"Stop!" Saint almost tripped but he caught up with his balance. He stretched out his hand and coincidentally, the girl turned.

"Please," he whispered, "don't jump."

It was far below, the ravine was empty--pure darkness. It was a sad place.

"Don't jump."

It's only sadness down there.

It's only sadness down there...

Saint felt like he jumped out of his skin for he jerked slightly from his sleep. He blinked amidst the darkness, slowly stretched and sat upright. Not everything registered until he caught sight of the one he dreamt of.

"Shanine!" He almost said loudly before holding her shoulders with both hands. "Oh my God." Saint embraced her tightly but with obvious anxiety of probably embracing her too tightly. He released her and then touched her face. "You alright?" He bit his lip and then recoiled his hands.

Saint was almost shaking but he only seemed so. His silver eyes focused on the girl whose life he almost...

"Hey," he couldn't look directly into her eyes at first but then he returned his gaze to hers. "I'm really sorry." He paused. "If there's anything--anything I can do for you..." His voice trailed off, guilt was eating him.

block.

[Luna Katanashi]

Not only did she feel the very presence of pain, but she was also disquiet about Saint. Not that she has a roaring kinship with him, she just felt uneasy about his current condition. Was he badly injured than she is? Well, the definite truth is a little obvious, don't you think? Both of them are equally injured. Before she could even gaze back at him again, she heard her name.

"Saint!"

Gratified vocals rippled with the word; a striking smile settled into place upon her face with simplistic pleasure at her characteristic ease of person. Before she could utter another word, her inmate held her on the shoulders before he hugged her like -- he was so relieved that she was adequately healed, but she wasn't that alright.

Though, she seems to be fine now than before. To make an acquiescence of the hug, she wrapped her arms around him as well. It was just then that he asked if she was feeling better. As a response, she only nodded her head slightly. Then again, her anxieties receded about him. What a relief.

She twirled her gaze to her lap in a flurry of blue.

'Hey, I'm really sorry. If there's anything--anything I can do for you...'

"It's not necessary. You don't need to do anything for me."

[Saint]

"It's not necessary. You don't need to do anything for me."

Shanine's smile before the hug and the words she uttered settled him in peace. Saint didn't suppress the smile that crossed his face slowly. With another anxious glance at the blonde, he pushed himself away from the bed, holding onto a bedside table for balance.

"Shanine..." he said softly but he lost the next words and then shook his head. "I'm sorry, really sorry."

Believing that she was better off resting without him constantly nagging her with apologies and hugs, Saint made his way to the door and pulled it open, letting dim corridor lights seep into the room.

"You want me to call Jason?"

[Luna Katanashi]

"You don't need to apologize."

The temporary feeling of happiness swept through her, but sadness was also thrown in the mix. Maybe cogs of fate will turn soon -- or maybe too soon -- or if possible, never. From deep within this flow of time, she was still not that happy. Despite of her friends comforting her so, she's still not contented. Sometimes, she does want to cry alone under the cerulean sky -- or the gray sky.

'You want me to call Jason?'

Her curly, sunlit hair bounced gaily beyond her as her powder, blue tinted eyes glistened with exhilaration and zeroed-in upon her objective. Not that she direly wanted to see Jason, but if more of her friends were here -- she might be feeling a little bit better. She hobbled a smile upon her face. It's as if this was in cue. Like -- this place was a tryst for her and Jason. No, that would be too impossible.

Without any further words, she nodded.

[Saint]

Jason was like a magic word that opened a bit of light in her. Saint nodded, believing that maybe the girl was sort of intimately linked to the person. However, there was no use assuming things beyond his knowledge.

Taking the nod as a cue, Saint forced a smile, nodded and exited the room to find the tall man.

And off I go looking for Jason.XD

[Jason Psychosis]

OOC: And here he is!

Jason walked into the infirmary. He was holding onto the arm of Saint, the other injured party. He was holding him in a very uncomfortable way, making sure he could easily hurt him if he tried anything.

"Hi Luna." He released Saint's arm. "Are you okay?"

[Luna Katanashi]

The door gave out a surface digging when they were about to come in. As they entered, she stared at Saint -- also utterly glad that Jason is here. There was not even a faintest sign that she was not worried about Saint.

She also feels a little uncomfortable for she was far from the window; she can't watch the emerald turf down there. She just wanted to be near that window and watch the scene that unfolds behind it.

"I don't feel too injured. Is Saint alright?"

She inquired and was in a position that is approximately for standing. Her eyes looked thereabouts before she stared at them again. Her eyes were wholly hidden in sight in a while, trying to calm herself down. As she opened them, she smiled.

OOC: Still in a major block. =-=;;

[Jason Psychosis]

"I don't feel too injured. Is Saint alright?"

"Saint's fine. I'm much more worried about you."

Jason's mouth seemed to have a mind of its own. Even when it needed to, it never shut up. Deciding not to worry that much, Jason continued to let his mouth be the boss.

"Are you being treated well in here?"

[Saint]

Being dragged back into the infirmary was the least idea he had in mind. He was not in the mood for more negative feelings but there he was, arm in arm with Jason who looked obviously relieved to see Shanine.

Saint moved away from the tall man and settled himself against the wall, watching how the two unfold themselves in his shadowed presence.

Block.

[Luna Katanashi]

The crowning of her dearest hopes occurred when she heard that Saint was just fine. She only have an uniramous hope to talk now. She was utterly a blissful lover of silence, but it was nice to have both of them here. Her pertinacity was getting into a very, very low level. Life could be so blissfully roseate. Some of the air redeemed with folly out of the window when she took a glance at the two of them again.

"I'm just fine, Jason."

She told him, feeling more secured; fained enough to inhale the fresh air. She looked as happy as the nature that was all spruce and trig; without a taint of frowziness. The room seems to be growing with its own foliage of people. Wonder if more of her friends will come? Luna took very little notice of the details upon Saint and Jason's faces.

Her eyes were busy rather with mind-problems than with the particular beauties of this afternoon; yet her rapt gaze swept at the two boys as though she felt their lustre to be in harmony with the radiance in her own soul.

"How are you, Jason?"

[Jason Psychosis]

"How are you, Jason?"

He wasn't really caring about himself or Saint. At this point, the only thing that he cared about was Luna. "I'm good," he finally said with a smile. He didn't notice anything, not even that tray of needles he was---

NEEDLES?!?!

"YEOUCH!" Jason shouted as he jumped of the cart. He began pulling the needles out of his glutes and reading the labels on them. One was a vitamin. Another was a mineral. The last one, though, was something Jason knew too well.

"Novacaine......."

Suddenly Jason couldn't feel his legs. Or anything below his waist. Crawling to a chair, he propped himself up on the bed next to Luna's. "Well," he said laughingly, "I was good, until right now."

[Saint]

Saint was speechless, not that he had anything to say to the two who had their own world. He had his hands pocketed as he watched Jason made a romantic move of sitting near Shanine.

His silver eyes rounded.

"YEOUCH!"

Saint, despite his sullenness, looked down on the floor to suppress a chuckle that almost escaped his lips. He raised his eyes once more only to avert them again to keep his laughter audible only to himself.

"Well, I was good, until right now."

When Jason began wobbling towards another bed did the silent guy part his lips to say, "you need something?" A tinge of anxiety was in his face though the humor was still in his eyes. "You look worse than Shanine."

[Jason Psychosis]

"you need something? You look worse than Shanine."

Jason couldn't believe his luck. The very person whose he'd tried to break a few minutes ago now had to help him. "I-I-I-I have no p-p-p-pride," he studdered, "P-p-please help me, S-s-s-s-saint...."

[Luna Katanashi]

'YEOUCH!'

In another splashed instant, she was tossed away from the pathway of thoughts. Yes, her thoughts were mangled again. She alarmingly glanced at her side and checked Jason first. He was definitely the one who shouted a while ago. In the willows of her heart, she was worried again. Since she was dazed out, she missed a gap of this episode. Right, she was in the cellar of confusion.

'Well, I was good, until right now.'

"I think you're not."

She told him while consulting herself silently to calm down. Alright, now she's getting a little mule to this situation. Jason's struggle prospered and saw him breasting himself then, sat next to her. Her head was eddy when she heard him asking Saint for help. With indignant pity, she only caressed her hand at his back while her other was just touching his shoulder.

OOC: Blocked.

[Saint]

Watching Jason limp to the bed and hearing him stutter was more entertaining that Saint thought. However, now was not the time to be all evil.

"Alright." The gray-silver eyed teen walked over to him and grabbed him by the arm. He helped him sit beside Shanine who immediately took the actions of comfort. He stole a glance at Shanine, feeling the guilt eating him up once more before he released Jason and headed far back against the wall again.

[Jason Psychosis]

Thankful that Saint wasn't mad at him, Jason smiled. He was now in the hospital bed next to Luna. "Thank you, Saint," he said, trying not to studder. "I'm now indebted to you." Looking at Luna, Jason smiled. At leats I'm not alone with him, he thought. If I was, this would probably have ended in a completely different way.