|The Threads Of Fate
Author: PrincessKanako PM
Hitomi and Yumi are two average girls who are planning to have a relaxing summer at the beach. But, a freak accident flings them to Enterra, where they are told that Enterra is in danger of being completely destroyed, and it's up to them to resurrect a girl called Yakumo and save the galaxy. No pressure, right? MushramboXOC, SagoxOC, KutalXOC, MushraXYakumo. No flames please.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Adventure - Mushrambo - Chapters: 25 - Words: 21,487 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 03-02-13 - Published: 12-22-12 - id: 8821327
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"So, what's a prick?" Mushra pestered me as we walked down the hill towards the town.
I rolled my eyes. Ever since I'd called him a prick, he wouldn't leave me alone. I glanced sideways at Kat, silently pleading with her to help me out. She winked and strolled over towards Kai, and began whispering in his ear. He, in turn, winked and threw a rock at Mushra's ankle, causing him to trip and start falling down the hill. Unfortunately, he bashed into Mushrambo, who kicked him like a football into the trees. Kutal came up to me as we were near the entrance of the village.
"I don't suppose that you had anything to do with that display back there?" he inquired politely. I shrugged my shoulders, but my smile gave me away.
"Sorry," I mumbled, "Won't happen again."
He ruffled my hair.
"It probably will, but you're forgiven."
I grinned. It was like being with Dad again.
"Come on, I thought we had shopping to do?" I asked.
"We do, but Mushrambo is taking you girls to get some weapons and armour, while the rest of us get everything else."
Yay! Oooh, let me take over, just for a little bit, pleeease?
I smirked inwardly.
"What's funny?" Kutal asked, breaking me out of my minor victory.
"Nothing," I shrugged, "So when is the training beginning?"
"Joys," I groaned as Yumi bekoned me to come with them, "Cya later."
Shopping with Mushrambo? Yeah, it was weird. First off, he made us wander around for ages. Then, he was extremely picky about the stalls, then the goods. As for the prices- Let's not go there. I did like my sword though: it was a sleek, polished silver, with an oak-wood handle; and my bow was gorgeous, all shiny and new! The arrows were pricey, but worth it, and I could make some others. Hopefully.
"So, um, Mushrambo," I started to say, but faltered when his eyes seemed to pierce me.
"Um, what'll you be teaching us? Combat-wise, I mean."
He took so long answering that I had alomost forgotten the question.
"Go figure," I muttered under my breath. Not low enough, because he seemed to hear me and his lip curled slightly, just before something huge, soft and stinky hit me in the back of the head, causing me to jerk forward and land in the dirt. I sat up, wiping mud out of my eyes and looked around to see Mushra laughing - at me. And it wasn't only him; the whole village was laughing, even Sago, Kutal, Kai and Yumi.
More specifically, Mushrambo.
My face burned and tears pricked at my eyes.
"Mushra, you jerk!" I screamed before pushing my way out of the crowd and running as fast as my legs would carry me away from there.
I blasted my way through the woods, not caring if I ended up lost or injured. The wet undergrowth slapped my legs as I swept past. I picked up a stick and whacked the plants. A willowy fern I came across reminded me of Mushrambo. The rod whizzed through the air and chopped him in half.
"Git!" I spat. I came to the base of a yew tree. There were red berries rotting on the ground around it and a thick, purple fungus was creeping its way up the trunk.
"Ah! It's Mushra!"
I felt better once I'd sliced him into pieces.
"You're a prick," I muttered as I went over to a pool of water. I looked in and stifled a scream.
I am going to kill Mushra.
What Mushra had thrown at me earlier was some kind of dung. It stained my hair a dark-green and stunk to high heaven. On top of that, some of it had oozed onto my clothes.
"Feck it," I muttered as I jumped into the spring and scrubbed vigorously. When I eventually finished, I dried my hair with my jumper (which had escaped the poop, thank goodness) and ran my fingers through it to try and tame it, with little chance of success. Something wet 'plinked' on my hand, followed by another, and another, and another...
"It would rain when I'd dry my hair," I muttered, still pissed at the world as I sat underneath a tree, hugging my knees into my chest for warmth. It was getting dark now. I wondered how long I'd been gone. It felt like twenty minutes, but I'd left my bag at the temple, and my watch and mobile were in it, so I wasn't sure.
"Why does this always happen to me?" I whispered to my knees, feeling the tears prick again. I buried my head in my knees and cried. I was too busy crying to notice anything around me. I just wallowed in my misery, letting it all out. Perhaps that's why, as I finally started to calm down, I didn't notice anyone until they were practically on top of me.
Stunned and frozen, I stared at the male Lizard Enterran for a few seconds before I let out the mother of all screams.
Within seconds, Mushrambo appeared in the clearing, his sword drawn.
As he took in the sight of me frozen, and the male that was staring at me, his eyes flashed with overwhelming rage, and his aura flared. That was enough to get the Lizard's attention off me, and when he saw what he was facing, he took off. Mushrambo closed his eyes, and I could see him attempting to gather his control.
Apparently, it was harder then usual.
After several, strained minutes, I asked softly, "Mushrambo? Are you okay?"
He opened his eyes and looked at me steadily.
"I am fine. Are you uninjured?" he asked, his voice low. I sighed.
We're back to normal.
"Yeah, you came before he did anything."
He sheathed his sword.
"You are lucky that I did."
"We have been searching for you for several hours. Why did you not go to the temple?"
I went scarlet.
"I was angry at you all, needed time by myself..and I got lost," I mumbled. He sighed.
"Come. The others are anxious to see you."
He turned and started walking away. For some reason, I felt my heart ache.
Tell him what?
That you like him. That he should make up his dam mind if he likes you or not. Most importantly, to stop leading you on if he doesn't!
Was that my voice; so filled with broken emotions and pain? Must've been, cause he stopped and looked at me curiously.
"What is wrong?"
"Stop," I repeated. He quirked a brow.
"Leading me on!"
Ah, that sounded more like me; bitchy and feisty.
"Seriously, do you know how this feels? You act like you like me one day, then treat me like I'm invisible the next! Make up your mind!"
He stood there, calm, collected...And not caring. God, who was I kidding?
"Jesus, never mind," I snapped as I turned and walked away from him. He was in front of me in an instant.
"Do not walk away from me," he hissed, his eyes narrowed. I glared right back.
"Just watch me," I spat. I turned to walk away again, but he grabbed my wrist and shoved me up against the tree I'd been sitting against earlier.
"Ow! What'd you do that for?" I asked angrily as I tried pulling my arm free. I may as well have been yanking on a statue. I changed tactics and tried pushing him away, but he grabbed my other hand and held both of them in one of his...Leaving the other free.
I felt my blood run cold.
"Don't," I whispered, terrified. He smirked, making me freeze with fear.
I closed my eyes and waited for a blow to land. It never came.
Instead, he unconditionally placed his lips over mine.
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