tsubasa

End or no end

Elliot nodded again and stepped away from Jacob, thinking he might want his space. As she did the voice in her head started to scream. She rose her hands to her ears and let out a cry before her legs gave out. The voice was screaming at her for wanting to get rid of it. Trying to order her not to, trying to put her in too much pain to want to. She gripped at her hair, all she wanted was to get rid of this voice, even more than moments before. She was done with the pain that they inflicted on her and their insistence of control over her. She used to be entirely under their control. Not a thought without them but it wasn't that way anymore. She intended for it to never be that way again.

End or no end

Elliot remained close to Jacob as he spoke to Kyle via an ear piece. She didn't move away from him and he made no movement that suggested he was going to let her go as he replaced his arm around her and promised her, he was going to make sure that she remember who she was. She smiled slightly and nodded her head, rubbing her cheek against his shirt, "Okay... Thank you, Jacob."

She closed her eyes standing there, completely comfortable, "When do we go down?"

Haywood Academy (Kimi and Tsu)

Park pulled his notebook out of his bag and leaned back in his chair once more. Sitting behind her, made it a lot harder not to look at her. Especially with the bright coloured clothing. He opened his book and started to randomly doodle as he looked at the back of her hair. If she dressed... less strangely, he though Abigail might like her. They had the common enemy of black asian hair. Their mom wouldn't be too impressed. Your black hair so pretty though, she'd probably say, despite the fact that she had never seen her with black hair.

Realizing that it might look like he was staring, he looked down at his book and scribbled as the teacher spoke about what would be happening in the coming months. It was also stated that the seats they chose today would be written down and would become their permeant seating arrangement for this class. He shook his head slightly, well, maybe she wouldn't make him read anything. He was sure that it would be hard to look passed the neon Misaka to see him hiding behind her. He stole a glance at the back of her head again and realized he hadn't got much of a look at her face.

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia looked at Samsul and how happy he was and all that fear that lapsed through her brain about only having six months to prepare herself and the castle for the baby disappeared. She smiled as he kissed her, truly happy about the news. She placed her hand on the back of his neck, "Seems we are going to have to tell our parents sooner than I thought," She laughed a little, "When I'm feeling better. The nurse said herself that it shouldn't last much longer."

She kissed him and shook her head, "I thought those bloody corsets were getting tighter... I just thought it was because I wasn't feeling well," She placed her hand on her abdomen again and felt it. She'd have to stop wear corsets all together and the dresses she got from the seamstress probably would fit her, "We'll have to tell you parents soon because I need to get new dresses and I'm sure Millie will be yelling it from the rooftops the moment she finds out," She gave him another kiss and smiled, "Don't you have work to be doing?" she asked coyly.

Haywood Academy (Kimi and Tsu)

It varies per school. But normally it about 9 - 3 and are 4 classes a day. For half a year and then another 4 for the other half.

Haywood Academy (Kimi and Tsu)

Park couldn't see Misaka when they left their math class, which was good. He felt like Sanders would walk behind them and throw paper at the back of their head and he wasn't going to stop him. That was always a bad idea. Being an innocent bystander was better than being the kid being punched in the face. Sanders punched his shoulder, "Football tryouts this Friday."

Park looked at him, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Come on man!" Sanders seemed to think that anything he liked that by extension Park liked. So Park wasn't surprised to hear him when he said, "You love football. And I mean American football, not football" He tried to say it in what Sanders assumed to be a British accent and failed terribly. Not to mention Park preferred football to American Football any day. He punched his shoulder again, "And you are easily the fastest guy in our grade. You'd be running circles around the other team."

Park squinted his eyes, "I don't think that is the objective of football," he wasn't going to lie, he didn't know much about football other than you tried to run the ball to the other side of the field, but that was true with a lot of sport. He shook his head, "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Besides, being on a football team might have spared him from bullying from the football guys but his head would be up for a clear shot of anyone else. Definitely against his rule. They walked into their English class and Park saw Misaka and Ryan were already there. He also saw there were only two empty seats left in the class. One by the window. One beside Misaka. Normally, he'd have fought for the one by the window but Sanders would probably whisper dirty things in Misaka's ear. His conscience wouldn't let him let that happen. He looked at Sanders and sighed, "Take the window seat..." He walked down the aisle and didn't looked at Misaka as he did. Nor did he look at her when he threw his bag on the back of his chair, or when he sat down.

Haywood Academy (Kimi and Tsu)

haha, they should have a drama class just so Park can be all awkward. I feel like that is the only class that would really make him feel uncomfortable.

The Making of a New Queen

Anastasia laughed when he told her that would take the job of keeping her from worrying as best he could, as long as he wasn't worrying either. She smiled at him, "As long as it isn't just me worrying."

She sat up when she heard a knock on the door, "Come in," she called. Moments later and woman in at least her fifties walked in. She smiled at the two of them, "Your majesties. You asked for me."

Anastasia blushed a little and moved away from her King to sit closer to the end on the bed, "I've been sick all morning and I haven't been feeling well the last few days..."

"Morning sickness?" the nurse said, taking a stab in the dark. Anastasia blushed more, "I think so..."

The woman grinned, "Oh how exciting, a baby for the castle, lie back," Anastasia did as told and took Samsul's hand, not wanting him to leave. The woman grabbed a chair and sat next to the bed, "This castle hasn't had a baby to raise since your mother," She said quietly, "I think everyone will be very happy," she started to carefully feel at her stomach. She did a few other tests then looked at Anastasia, "Why didn't you tell anyone dear?"

Anastasia looked down at her hands, "I was... scared."

The nurse smiled at her and placed her hand on top of her's, "Don't be. You have some of the best people here at your disposal. If you struggle with anything... They'll want to help. People talk much about the two of you," She looked to Samsul, "And I haven't heard one bad thing."

She looked back to Anastasia, "Morning sickness states you are already in your second month of pregnancy, the hardness of your stomach of your right side suggests you're almost on your third."

Anastasia mouth dropped, she knew she was late but had she really be three months pregnant, "I didn't know... I was... that late."

The nurse laughed a little, "Don't worry. We get a little forgetful when we are living for two. Good thing is, the sickness should start to fade and it is a good sign, your highness. We'll keep an eye on you, if you start to start to show slightly in the next couple weeks, then we'll know that you are already in your third month. Then it is just six more to go."

She looked between the two of them and smiled, "I'll leave you to."

She got up and grabbed her things before leaving. Anastasia placed a hand on her stomach and looked at Samsul, eyes wide, "Three months?"

End or no end

Elliot felt comfortable in his arms. She nodded when he said that they could remove the voice from her head. She rested her head against his chest, "I want it gone.... I want to think without having it tell me what to think about or what to say or what to do... I don't want to be theirs anymore."

She wrapped her arms slowly around his waist and stood there holding him as he held her. She sighed, "I want to try and remember..."

The Making of a New Queen

As Anastasia's eyes met Samsul's she saw his smile and the pure happiness in them. A moment later, he pulled her into a hug. She could practically feel the energy radiating off of him. She laughed a little when he started that they were going to be parents. She felt a small ball of glee form in her stomach just seeing how happy Samsul was to know that they were going to be parents. Seeing how happy he was, how carefree, how little he seemed to worry about the future. It calmed her. After, Samsul was a wise man, he always seemed to be able to think ahead. Of course, he would hide any worries he had from her but looking at him as happy as he was, she could tell he had none. She leaned forward and kissed his cheek, "We are... But I don't want to tell anyone not until we're certain and I want your parents to be the first to know, with them being so close... then we'll send a letter to my parents and invite them to come when the baby is born... So that they can see their grandchild..."

She moved out from under her blankets and curled up next to Samsul, "And you have the job of making sure I don't worry too much... because I will."