Disclaimer: I don't own Tales of Symphonia or any characters or places involved. I just made up this story.



I covered my mouth and doubled over in pain. My stomach was heaving. But, luckily, this time I didn't lose my breakfast.

I stood up straight and closed my eyes, trying to push away the oncoming dizziness.

Every morning for the past week, I had thrown up after breakfast, sometimes before as well.

For once though, I was glad to be alone. I had been sent on a mission by the king, and Zelos had been unable to come, no matter how unhappy he was about it. That was good. He didn't need to know I was throwing up every day.

But now I was on my way home, and then he would find out. I would have to talk to him.

He had to know the truth.


I finally got back to my little house in the late evening. I tossed my stuff aside and went over to the couch. A small smile tugged at my lips when I saw that Zelos was sleeping there. I quietly added a log to the fire and turned back to my boyfriend.

I pulled the blanket from the back of the couch and laid it over Zelos. His lips were parted slightly, and his face looked so peaceful as he slept on. Heh. He looked like an angel even in his slumber. I curled up in the open corner and closed my eyes. I was exhausted. Now would be a good time to get some sleep.

But I was thirsty. So I got up and poured a glass of water.

I smiled when I felt two arms slide around my shoulders, and I leaned back contentedly.

"Hey, hun."

"Hey, Zelos," I replied.

He leaned down to kiss my cheek.

"I missed you," he whispered into my ear.

I shivered and turned my head to kiss him. We stood like that for a long moment, and then I broke away and turned to face him.

"Zelos…" I began hesitantly.


He tilted his head curiously.

"I—I need to talk to you about something," I confessed.

"What is it?"

"I—I think—"

But I lost my nerve. Sighing, I hung my head.

"It can wait until tomorrow," I said.

I looked at him, and he nodded in consent.

"Tomorrow, then," he said, smiling. "Are you okay, though? You look a little pale."

"I'm fine," I said. "I'm just tired. I think I need to get some sleep."

"Okay," he said, kissing my forehead. "Goodnight, Sheena. Love ya. I'll be in in a while."

"Love you too."

I retreated to our room and changed into something more comfortable. Crawling into bed, I closed my eyes and curled up into a ball. My stomach was a little queasy, but I had gotten used to it by now. So I tried to sleep.

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The thing that I needed to discuss with Zelos was weighing heavily upon my chest.

Go to sleep, I told myself frustratedly. Tomorrow you can talk about it.

But I still couldn't fall asleep.

And so it was that I was still awake when Zelos came in. He quietly got into his side of the futon and lay next to me. I opened my eyes and looked at him, since the room was slightly illuminated by a pocket of moonlight.

"You're still awake, honey?" he asked, his pretty blue eyes watching me.

"Yeah," I said tiredly. "I guess after sleeping outside for a week, it's weird sleeping in a bed again."

He frowned.

"You slept outside the whole time?" he asked. "You mean you didn't stay at an inn at all?"

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm still alive, aren't I?" I asked, but he furrowed his brow. "Zelos, don't even go there. I wanted to stay outside, and most of the villages were out of my way. I wanted to get home as soon as possible. And no one tried to kill me or anything."

He raised an eyebrow, but I knew he wouldn't push it right now. He never really tried to tell me what to do anyway, and I wasn't one to obey orders. I guess he was just worried.

I smiled. It was kind of nice to have someone worry about me, especially when that someone was Zelos.

"What's the smile for?" he asked, looking at me inquisitively.

"Nothing," I replied quickly. "But I missed you."

He smiled warmly.

"I missed you too," he said, wrapping an arm around me and drawing me to him. "I was lost without my favorite banshee."

"Zelos," I laughed. "Stop calling me that."

He kissed my forehead again, and I buried my face in his chest. He embraced me tightly.

"Go to sleep, honey," he said.

And I finally was able to drift off in his arms.