Fire Emblem Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Warrior's Life ❯ Reunions ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter Three:

Reunions

 

The first thing I felt was poking. Hyper, repetitive poking against what felt like my arms. A disgruntled, sleepy moan escaped my lips as I came to a bit more and I picked up on excited chattering. I recognized my name being said over and over, which in turn became more eager as I groaned for a second time in a sort of recognition.

 

Who was saying my name? I ruled out Roy, seeing as this was a feminine voice. What perked my interest further was the fact that I was making out the word “Vi”, and not Victoria. That meant that this person had to know me more than just an acquaintance. My curiosity now overwhelming my previous urge to sleep, I slid my eyes open slowly, only to be greeted by a blurry image that helped nothing. A few blinks fixed that up though, as I adjusted to the world outside of my lids, and my eyes now laid upon a very familiar face,

 

“Ughhh…Hannah, what time is it…?” I moaned, still too groggy to be even the slighted bit surprised at the woman standing before me. Her grin turned into a confused pout and her brows knitted,

 

“Huh? Vi, aren't you surprised to see me?” I closed my eyes for a moment, and concentrated on her question; was I surprised to see Hannah? An extremely close friend of mine that I had not seen for over five years…?

 

With a jolt of sudden realization, I woke up completely with wide eyes and lunged out of my bed and onto her, throwing the both of us onto the floor opposite my bed.

 

“Oh my Kami, Hannah! Is that really you?!” I blurted as I continued to squeeze the woman half to death, “What are you doing here?” She let out a choked gasp,

 

“I-I'll…t-tell you i-if….you l-let me…breathe!” I immediately backed off and sat cross-legged on the soft, baby blue carpeted floor with both a sheepish yet enthusiastic grin,

 

“Oh, right, sorry!” My friend spent a moment regaining her breath, and then posed herself in a position that mimicked mine. When she was comfortable, her grin returned,

 

“Both Brian and I met up at the mall a few months back and we found a brochure for this place. We both applied, and, well, we both got accepted too!”

 

I did a double take.

 

Brian, another good friend I hadn't seen in Kami knows how long, was now miraculously not even a mile's worth away from me.

 

Could this get any better?

 

“Holy mother of Kami, Brian's here too?! …EPIC!” I screamed a bit too loudly in child-like excitement. She nodded with an enthusiasm that matched my own,

 

“Yup! Now, tell me, why are you here?” My mouth played up into a proud smirk,”

 

“I got a scholarship, like, completely out of the blue! Well, kinda, it might have something to do with my mother attending here before…” My sentence trailed off as my mind entered the new topic and dwelled on it. Hannah, on the other hand, let out a surprised gasp,

 

“Seriously?! You never told me that!”

 

“Actually, I never knew until now. You know that rec-room place we were in before where all of those awards were? There was one of my mom's gis hanging up there, the card said that she was top of her class in '83. I wonder why she never told me…” Once again, I trailed off on all of the possibilities. Of course I was just an infant when she went, which would undoubtedly mean that I wouldn't remember such an event in the least. But, why wouldn't she tell me such a simple thing? I mean, It didn't really matter, and I certainly wasn't upset about is, but that didn't necessarily mean that I wasn't confused. My mother had never kept things from me…well, I assumed she didn't.

 

“Maybe it just didn't seem important to her. But, anyway, this is so awesome that we're here together, in the same room no less!” I stopped my musings and agreed whole-heartedly,

 

“I know, we're so lucky! Hrmm…I do wonder who our other roommate is, though.” Hannah shrugged in response as she rose from the ground and dug into her pocket,

 

“Well, we'll find out soon enough. Oh, by the way, Brian's coming back and we' were gonna go out to dinner, we'd really like you to come. We didn't know it was gonna be this easy to find you!” She chuckled as she said the last part of her statement, and then grinned, already expecting me to answer in the affirmative. She had a good reason to as well, for I was about to do just that, until I remembered my other plans, and a blush slowly crept across my face like molten lava.

 

She caught onto this before I could say anything,

 

“Huh? What's wrong?” I laughed somewhat sheepishly, hoping the action would shake some of the blood away,

 

“Well…you know I would, especially since I haven't seen you two in so freaking long…but, I, uh, kind of already am going out with someone tonight.” I wanted so dearly to go out with my friends, but when I thought of Roy, I couldn't lament my decision in the least.

 

I don't think she understood what it exactly was that I was trying to get at.

 

“Huh? Okay, then why are you embarrassed?” She laughed a tad as she said this, finding no reason for my behavior. I laughed as well, except a bit more sheepishly than her,

 

“Ehehe, well, I'm kinda going out with my boyfriend, you're both definitely welcome to join us if he's okay with it, though!”

 

…This, unfortunately, was probably too much information for her to deal with at once.

 

“YOUR BOYFRIEND?! WHO?! TELL! WHEN?! GAH?!” She bellowed with an undeniable and somewhat spastic excitement and perplexity. Completely expecting this sort of reaction by her, I answered her question in parts,

“Who? His name is Lord Roy, and he's from some place called Pherae. When? …Well, that depends, how long was I asleep for? I met him just this morning…” The blush that I had trusted would fade only reddened further as I reached the end of my explanation. Furthermore, if I had hoped Hannah would have been more understanding of my story than she had previously been, I was sadly mistaken, for her eyes widened and I was sure that I must slow my explanations to her, less I want to give the girl a heart attack.

 

“Wooooooow…” Hannah breathed as she endeavored to calm herself. “It was that fast, huh? And `Lord', doesn't that mean he's like…royalty or something?” I shook my head and retorted with a shrug of my shoulders,

 

“Honestly, I'm not sure. You'll have to ask him that yourself.” Then, as if it were even possible, my already blood-stained face warmed further as I went on with my words, “And yeah, it was really fast…believe it or not, I even showed my power, and he didn't, y'know, get freaked out or anything! Actually, he was really sweet…” I felt like such a teenage girl talking about such things like this, and I was sure it sounded just as stupid as I felt. Nevertheless, if Hannah felt mutually or not, I was confident in the fact that she wouldn't make a point of it.

 

“Wow, you are so lucky! I can't wait to meet this guy!” She exclaimed with a pleased grin plastered upon her face.

 

“You're telling me!” I laughed, and she began to giggle along with me, as if she too, were a teenage girl again.

 

Unexpectedly then, amongst our joyous, girlish laughter, there was some rummaging noise at the door adjacent to us, and then it started to open, stifling our mirth immediately. We twisted our heads in attention, to see a young woman coming through said doorway with a brass key in one hand, and a pink capsule case in the other. In a swift analysis of her person, I saw that she had chestnut hair that fell in two, smooth pigtails down her neck, with subtle morsels of blue sparkle adorning it. Pierced to her cream colored ears were similar blue- coated, star-formed earrings, and a matching scarf whose frills fell upon her bosom. A baby pink tank top that went to her midsection covered her torso, and below that were petite, lime green shorts. Lastly, upon her feet were striking ebony boots, so black that they were virtually the color of the Prince's hair. In short, she was a gorgeous girl, and had a cheerful look about her face and emerald eyes.

 

As her eyes fell upon us then, her visage seemed to light up even more,

 

“Hey!” she exclaimed in a trilling voice, “I'm Amelia Richards. You guys are my roommates, right?”

 

“Yeah, nice to meet you! I'm Hannah Emmerson,” My friend explained as she came to her feet, giving our roommate a shake of her hand. As they greeted one another, I ascended as well and smiled amiably as Amelia now turned to me,

 

“And you are?” She inquired, still beaming as she held her hand out for me to shake as well. A similar air of pleasantry was about me as I grasped her awaiting palm,

 

“Victoria Oji. Nice to meet you, Amelia.” I flashed a grin as I awaited her response, but when she opened her mouth, no words seemed to come. To accompany her silence, her eyes doubled in size, and her still mouth fell agape. As her hand locked around mine, Hannah and my first response was to look at each other in deep confusion, but then the reasoning behind her reaction clicked in my mind. With a bead of sweat trailing slowly down my forehead, I gently removed my hand from the girl's grasp and placed them sheepishly over my ears, preparing for what I knew was about to come. After another moment of her dumfounded stare, Amelia took in a large gasp, and her expression became that of a crazed fan girl,

 

“OH. KAMI. Y-YOU…YOU'RE…OMK YOU'RE VICTORIA OJI!!!! T-THE VICTORIA OJI!!!” And, with that outburst (that quite easily managed to get through my barriers and ring though my ears painfully), I found myself against the ground with an excited female body on top of me. Unfortunately for me, or for my poor ears I should say, the outburst didn't end there, “OMK OMK OMK, I LOOOOOVE YOUR BOOKS! LIKE, OMK I AM SUCH A HUGE FAN!” Then she continued to glomp me as if I was Kami himself, and gave no hint that she would ever let go.

 

“Ummm…ehe, I'm honored, but, um, Amelia?”

 

“Yeah?!” She squealed, her excitement seeming to rise despite the fact I didn't think it could rise much further.

 

“Do you mind getting off of me?” I requested with another trifle of sweat descending down the side of my head. For the second time her eyes widened significantly, and now an embarrassed blush spread slowly across her cheeks as she scrambled somewhat chaotically off of me,

 

“O-oh my Kami, I'm so sorry Miss. Oji! I was just so excited, I'm sorry, that was so rude of me!!!” I took this chance to sit up again and readjust myself, as Amelia slowly lowered herself beside Hannah and I. Without waiting for my reply to her apology, she was already on her next topic, seemingly already having forgotten her previous scene,

 

“Hey…weren't you the one fighting with that flame-haired guy, Miss. Oji?

 

“Hm? Oh, yeah, that was me,” I answered as I pointed to my hat which now hung limply on the arm of the couch, “He made fun of my hat!”

 

Hannah fell backwards in utter astonishment at my comment, and Amelia blinked, stupefied,

 

“You…got into a fight with him because he…made fun of your hat?

 

Yet another sheepish drop of sweat found its way sliding down my face as I realized only now how idiotic that really sounded.

 

“Well…it didn't help that I called him a troll…”

 

I heard Hannah fall over again just as she was sitting herself back up, and Amelia gasped,

 

“Why would you even provoke a guy like that, Miss. Oji?! I mean, you were good and all, but you were lucky you didn't get pummeled!” My eyes narrowed in response; she noticed this and said, “I'm sorry, I'm not saying you're weak, but it sure wouldn't be good if you got hurt!” My eyes softened slightly, however offense intended or not, I felt the slightest stab at my pride with that comment. I said sternly,

 

“I was actually equally matched with him, hell, that was the first time someone could even keep up with me. Also, please stop with the formalities, I hate them so much. Just call me Vi.” I smiled softly at her now, to which she countered with a big, cheerful smile, took my hand and shook it to the point that I thought I heard it rattle.

 

“Okay, Vi! Really, you don't know how awesome this is to get the chance to know you!” A sheepish laugh escaped my lips and I nodded, but nothing more was said.

 

I wasn't sure how long we had waited; ten, twenty, thirty minutes maybe? Either way, it was long enough for Hannah to get bored, Amelia to venture to the bathroom to do who knows what with various cosmetics, and for me to feel the powerful urge to fall asleep again as I sat all-too comfortably on the couch.

 

Actually, I think I did for a moment as I was sitting there, that is, until a booming voice came from an intercom in the hallway,

 

“All dorm keys have been given out, you are now free to leave and do as you wish.” As soon as the announcement was over, another incredibly loud and annoying sound came from the neighboring hallway - the sound of slamming doors, stampeding feet, and screechy, thrilled voices.

 

I felt my heart skip a beat as I thought of what this sound meant. Roy was bound to be on his way already, and despite the fact that I'd seen him less than an hour ago, already it felt like it had been so long. His cheerful face painted ever so clearly in my head just made me all the more anxious and excited.

 

“Vi? Why are you all fidgety?” I heard Amelia ask me from the bathroom door. I looked down at my feet which hung off of the couch, and saw that they were shaking about slightly. I tended to do that when nervous or excited, and this moment was no exception, however the action was completely involuntary. I turned my attention from my spastic limbs and towards her now as to reply - I noticed that, for all the time she was in there, there was almost no change in her appearance or atmosphere, except maybe her hair was more sparkly and there was a temporary overwhelming scent of some sweet-smelling perfume wafting off of her person.

 

“Oh, no reason just bored…” I lied with a shrug of my shoulders, “Why are you getting so fixed up?” She blinked a few times, evidently in confusion at my question,

 

“Huh? Whadaya mean? I only put on a little perfume, fixed my makeup, and some more sparkles in my hair, but not much else. Is it really that noticeable?”

 

Probably not, just my overactive senses making me look stupid. “No, you look fine. You were just in there a long time is all.” A dab of sweat started slipping down her head and I knew I had said something wrong again,

 

“Um, Vi, I was only in there for like, ten minutes barely.”

 

Ten Minutes just to fix yourself up a little? Yeah, that's not long at all… “Oh, sorry, I guess I just wasn't paying very much attention.” In a flash, her peppy attitude was already back as if it had never left,

 

“Oh, Okay! By the way, do you have any of your books with you? I'm really bored and I don't really wanna go out anywhere just yet. Or, OOOH! Do you have anything you haven't published yet?!” I thought for a moment over what I had brought with me as she proposed the question. I reached into my pocket for my capsule case and obtained my laptop from within,

“As far as new goes, I have a base idea in the making, but it's really nothing much yet. You're welcome to read that if you-“

 

A loud bang at the door cut me off, as did the acceleration of my heartbeat. Immediately in a rush of my adrenaline and enthusiasm I had my laptop already back in its capsule and my capsule case already back in my pocket,

 

“Coming, Roy!” I called as I stood, subconsciously dusting myself off and fixing my clothes as I dashed for the door. Cursing my very prominent clumsiness as I tripped over my own feet, I practically flung into the door, yet still managed to open it quite haphazardly and collapse into a hard armored chest. I felt it rumble as the voice that belonged to it chimed with an amused laugh, and then wrap his arms around me. An overall sense of warmth and happiness spread over me as I felt his contact - the warmth being both a comforting feeling throughout my body and a burning sensation in my cheeks. I looked up at him sheepishly, ready to apologize for my klutziness, until my gaze fell upon his grinning, bright face, and my nervous demeanor melted away, as did every other rational feeling in my body.

 

“Ehehe…sorry, Roy…” I mumbled, unable to speak a sound louder than a squeak. Another rumble of laughter erupted from him as he said cheerfully,

 

“Don't be, I'm gonna have to get used to your clumsiness one way or another, might as well start now!” I fake-pouted and gave him an extremely light punch to the arm,

 

“Shush it, I'm proud of my clumsiness, thank you very much!” My words caused yet another bout of laughter from the boyish man whose arms I laid in, however now it was mixed with someone else's. Puzzled, I moved my head to the right to look behind my boyfriend, and a very familiar face met mine,

 

“Brian! Hey!” I exclaimed with a big and happy grin. I took the hand that wasn't already wrapped around Roy to raise it and give the other man a high-five.

 

“Hello, Vi. What's up?” He asked with his trademark toothy and animated grin.

 

“Oh, nothing much. I hear you and Hannah are going out to eat tonight.”

 

“Yup! We want you to come too! And Roy of course, now that I know you're going out.” I felt the blood warm my cheeks again temporarily, then realized something and said in confusion,

 

“How'd you know Roy's name? Or that we were going out…?” Brian opened his mouth to answer, but Roy chimed in as cheerfully as ever,

 

“Cause we're roommates! Speaking of which,” His face became uncharacteristically sour, “you'll never guess who our other roommate is…” I grimaced at his sharp change in emotion. I knew who it was; it was the only person I knew that seemed to even slightly dampen Roy's spirits,

 

“Kami, it's the troll, isn't it?” I heard my own voice take a bitter tone to it as I mentioned the man, and Brian responded before Roy,

 

“Yeah, the one you were fighting with! You owned by the way!”

 

By this time, Roy and I had already separated for the comfort of the conversation, but now I embraced him again in a comforting hug,

 

“Aw, I'm sorry to hear that.” His chest rumbled with another cheery laugh as he wrapped his arms around me likewise,

 

“Haha, I'll be okay. Plus, now I can keep better tabs on him.”

 

“Tabs?” I inquired a bit dazedly, seeing as I was busy concentrating on not falling over due to the intoxicating feeling he was giving me.

 

“Yeah! Now I can make sure he's not forming any random death plots for you.” I looked up at him in response with a grin,

 

“Well how's that stopping me from doing the same thing?” His grin matched mine,

 

“Who says I wanna stop you from doing that?” We both chuckled at our exchange, and after a moment of that, I turned to Brian and said,

 

“Oh yeah, Brian, Hannah is my roommate. The other is a girl named Amelia.” His face seemed to perk up a bit,

 

“Amelia? That's my girlfriend's name! What does she look like?” My eyes widened as I thought about what he had said,

 

“Whoa! Damn, Brian, I think she is your Amelia! I knew I kinda recognized her!” His eyes mimicked mine now as I said those words, and Roy looked utterly lost and confused, as if he was missing out on an inside joke. I turned to face the room and saw Hannah standing there, looking as dumbfounded as Roy, and Amelia was nowhere to be seen. “Hey! Amelia, come out here!” I called. To no surprise, I saw her prance out of the bathroom, looking and smelling exactly as she had before.

 

“Yeah? What is i-,“ she began before her words were sharply cut off by a shocked gasp from both her and Brian.

 

`Hrm, so I was right, whadaya know?' I thought as the two looked at each other, mouths agape and eyes as wide as saucers. After a moment of astonishment from the both of them, the next emotion that seemed to come from them was adoring excitement as they beamed and embraced one another in seconds, their cheeks turning bright pink as they did so.

 

“Um…I'm a little confused…care to fill me in, Vi? Roy whispered into my ear in the most innocent sounding puzzlement. I twisted my head upward and responded into his ear,

 

“They're boyfriend and girlfriend; they have been for like, almost ten years now. At least, that's what Brian tells me. Y'know, I'm surprised they haven't tied the knot yet.”

 

“Wow that long, huh? It'd be a shame if they didn't, that's for sure.”

 

“Agreed, it would be such a waste of time…” I trailed off, then turned my attention back to the couple, “Anyways, did you guys know you were both going to be here? You seem so surprised.”

 

“Wah?” They both breathed in unison, sounding as though they were lost in some other dimension or world of their own - which they probably were. I sighed, yet was faintly amused at how lost with themselves they seemed to be.

 

“I said, did you guys even know that the other was going to be here, because you seem pretty surprised.” As if all of their motions and words were synced together, their heads shook back and forth enthusiastically,

 

“Not at all,” Brian started.

 

“We told each other we were going away to college, and decided it would be good to try and distance ourselves a bit to see what would happen,” Amelia continued.

 

“And we were both assuming we weren't going to the same school, so we didn't bother to tell each other where, because we wanted to have some space,” Brian explained, a sad look glazing over his eyes and looking as though he regretted something from the past as he did so.

 

“And then, well…we ended up here!” She laughed affectionately as she continued, “I guess we're just not meant to be apart!” Brian's voice chimed in with laughter now as well, and the two sounded like bells as they chuckled together. Unfortunately for them, a ripping growl and very prominent rumble interrupted their Kodakâ„¢ moment, and all eyes - wide like deer caught in headlights - were on the source, being me, or in specific, my stomach. As the roaring growl subsided, I let a weak moan escape my lips as I leaned over,

 

“Ughhh…I'm hungry…”

 

A parade of sweat-drops cascaded down everyone's foreheads, including Brian and Hannah, of who were also on the floor at this point

 

“W-whoa…that was your stomach?” Roy marveled, his eyes jumping back and forth between my own and my stomach.

 

Temporary fear trickled down my spine at his words - of all the insane and freaky things he's seen thus far out of me, surly this would set him off and he would turn me away, after all, it was only natural. Nodding shamefacedly in agreement, my cheeks burned a bright red and I didn't meet his eyes. Another awkward silence lasted for a few moments, until Roy responded. Once again, the boy amazed me beyond reason…by laughing. Not mockingly, but in pure amusement and enjoyment,

 

“W-wow, Vi, y-you must have some appetite, d-don't you?” He continued on tittering cheerfully, similarly to how he had done this afternoon. I sighed in relief, and felt the warmth leave my cheeks as if I had blown that out as well.

 

“If you're that hungry, then we should probably go eat now, all of us!” Hannah supposed with a smile, probably glad that she could now join in on the conversation. I perked up immediately at the proposed thought, and exclaimed,

 

“Yeah! Let's go out, I'm starving!” Laughter filled the air at my comment, and Hannah - being the last one in the room seeing as we'd all gathered in the hallway and she'd only wandered to the doorway at some point during Brian and Amelia's explanation - finally let herself out of the room with everyone else and closed the door.

 

“How `bout we go for Italian? I want pizza!” Amelia offered. Heads bobbled up and down faster than bobble heads, and we all started down the hallway. My stomach roared ravenously at the thought of our dinner, causing us all to almost fall over from the vibration it caused. Booming chuckles tainted the air once again as we regained our balances and composures, and I blushed slightly but continued to grin. I could tell we were going to have a good time.

 

End of Chapter Three

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