"Why was he staring at me like that for, anyway? Huh, that jerk. He was probably thinking to himself what a naive idiot I was for allowing him to trick me like that." Celly stared at the blank wall in front of her. She couldn't help but study Dionysus carefully from the corners of her eyes as she had stood in front of him. She vaguely remembered the thoughts that had flown through her mind. He's just been from the training room... He looks tired... troubled... I wonder what was bothering him... why did he move his quarters so far away? He's probably so disgusted with me... Oh, he's staring at me again, I better look away... I wonder what he's been doing... I wish...
"Mou!" Celly exclaimed to herself and hit herself on the head with the files in her hands. "Why am I feeling so anxious about him? You'd think I felt sorry for him or something! If anything I should be angry that he used me like that! Demo..." Celly reflected on the way he had said her name. What had been in his voice? Scorn? Contempt? Pity? No... it was more like... longing? "Hmph, of course it was longing... he enjoys ‘having a girl who didn't mind me coping a feel every now and then.' Baka..." But still, something tugged at Celly's heart. Maybe he wanted to apologize? Could I ever trust him again? Maybe... maybe I'm the one messing up. We haven't really talked since that day. Maybe we should? I can ask him to explain? No... he might lie to me again. Can I trust him? Do I want to trust him? Even after all of this... I... I still love him... No. I can't! He... he used me... But...
Celly was so torn up over her feelings that she just clutched the files against herself and stared at the blank wall in front of her for a long time.
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Celly's head snapped up with a start and she dazedly looked around herself. "Mmm..." she moaned. "Why does my neck hurt? I feel like I fell asleep sitting up." Once her eyes focused, Celly realized that she *had* fallen asleep sitting up. "Oh, I must have dozed off. I've been feeling so tired lately..." Celly rubbed her eyes and wearily pulled herself up, her muscles protesting the movement. "Oh yeah, I'm sure I broke something... Now, what was I thinking about?" Celly concentrated and tried to remember. "Oh, that's right... Dion..."
I still didn't figure out what I should do, she thought to herself as she wandered out into the hallway and off in a random direction. Maybe I should wait for him to make the first move? Wait for him to apologize... wait, that's no good. He doesn't care about me. He practically said so himself. Argh! This is so frustrating.
Celly stopped wandering around aimlessly and looked around. Her surroundings weren't familiar. "Where the hell am I?" she asked aloud. She walked over to a nearby computer terminal and submitted to the retinal scan, the voice check, the palm scan and punched in her three passwords. It was a pain, but nothing was getting out of her computers without her knowing about it.
>IDENTITY CONFIRMED, MISTRESS CELESTE. AUTHORIZATION GRANTED. PLEASE STATE THE NATURE OF YOUR BUSINESS.
>Where the hell am I?
>RESIDENTIAL QUARTER. LEVEL 44-Q. NORTH WING.
>Ummm... is anyone else here?
>ALL RESIDENCES ON THIS LEVEL ARE VACANT AT THIS MOMENT. EXCEPT FOR ONE.
>Dare?
>THE GUARDIAN DIONYSUS IS HOUSED ON THIS LEVEL.
"Oh crap," Celly muttered. "I didn't want to deal with him *now.* Well, I wanted an answer to my problem. I suppose I should at least talk to him or something."
>Where is he?
>THE GUARDIAN DIONYSUS' QUARTERS ARE SITUATED DIRECTLY BEHIND YOUR CURRENT POSITION.
"Doh! I can't believe I get lost in my own castle!"
>Arigato.
>NAN DEMO NAI. :)
Celly turned around and viewed the door behind her with a sort of dread.
TBC...