Zankyou no Terror {An Alternet Ending} (Lisa x Twelve)

Visiting Everyone

I am planning to make this story more fluff and less serious than the anime, I just have to get throught the seriousness in the beginning. If you guys have any ideas on what they should do, just comment. Thanks! ~Miyo-kun

/\ Chapter 2 /\

{Lisa'a POV}

"Where are we?" I pondered.

Nine and Twelve's faces hardened at this notion, and I ultimately regretted asking.

"We... are in the facility from when we were kids. We were right here when you fainted and we thought it best to spend the night." answered Twelve suprisingly. He gripped one arm and had a pained face, as did Nine.

"O-oh..." I mumbled under my breath. I hadn't even noticed what the room looked like until now.

It was a simple cream colored room with one window in the middle of the wall. Navy blue curtains fluttered at the wind that flowed through the open window. The floor was wooden, and looked fairly well kept, certainly suprisingly since the facilty hadn't had inhabitants for years.

The couch I was lying on was one of the only pieces of furniture in the room, that and a small table next to it, a cream lamp resting on it.

"We were lucky there was at least one room still intact after the fire." Nine said nonchalantly.

"Was this the only room like this?" I asked. "Where did you guys sleep?"

"We..." Twelve said and sighed. "Didn't."

"Oh." I replied my head falling slightly.

"We should probably get out of here..." Nine said quickly. "And by out of here I mean to another island.( A/N of Japan) Somewhere without people who would recognize us"

Twelve and I nod our heads in agreement.

~Time Skip~

After that Twelve and Nine left me to my own devices. I decided now would be the best time to pray for the other children who died in the facility.

As I made my way outside, I found what Nine had said about the room I slept in being the only that survived the fire. The rest had been chared and then overgrown by plants.

That's what happens when you leave nature alone.

I decided to pick some flowers for each grave. There were 24 graves and about 3 flowers each would do.

I was lucky because there were flowers everywhere, from the place being overgrown. I picked some Black Eyed Susans and various other wildflowers.

I walked over to the graves, or more like stakes in the ground. Numbers one through eight, ten, eleven, and thirteen through twenty six was what they read.

I hope I won't live to see Nine and Twelve mixed in there.

My head dropped at the thought. I stood there a moment , not moving, until droplets of water plopped near my feet.

It's not overcast. So why is there rain?

I turned my head up and reached for my face. It was wet.

I'm crying.

I hastily wiped my tears away and set down the flowers, praying silently for all of them.

I began to walk back to the building when I saw another marker stuck in a pile of dirt.

Shibazaki Kenjiro. Was what it read.

I turned back to the patch of wild flowers, and went to pick out some more.

I placed down on his grave, what I thought were, the prettiest flowers in the patch.

I kneeled at the end of his grave and cried. I could not help it this time, as they continued to flow.

So this is what they were doing all night.

I jumped as a hand gently grasped my shoulder from behind. I tried to no avail to wipe my tears yet again, but before I could, I was spun quickly around and embrassed in a hug.

I squirmed and wiggled, but whoever had a hold on me was not letting go.

"Shhh... shhh... It's all right." I immediately recognized the voice as Twelve. "Just let it all out." He gently bounced me as I fell to my knees,he coming down with me.

I sobbed and sobbed. I honestly just let it all out. Everything that had been happening.

My mom.
The first encounter with the bombs.
Actually all of the bombs.
The moment with the helicopter.
The blood, the deep red blood, soaking through all of my memories.

I sobbed my troubles away.

When I was finally done I pushed Twelve away and wiped my tears away. I raised my head slowly to look at Twelve.

He was looking at me with a soft gaze.

It still mystified me how he could have so much expression in one look.

My heart melted at the look and I couldn't help but give a smile back.

"You have hoses for eyes, don't you?" he said inspecting his shirt. "And you don't exactly cry pretty either." He scrunched his nose on inspection of his now wet shirt.

"Hey!" I said punching his arm. I couldn't help how I cried.

I giggle slightly, but a ache in my heart still remain. How could I live on knowing this, but I knew I could move on from this.

Little did Twelve and Lisa know, that Nine was watching from afar. He gritted his teeth at the sight of Lisa's smile and he cursed Twelve.

"You betray me once and now you steal my second goal, Lisa. This is game that I hate losing, and you are going to regret ever agreeing to play...

(A/N =0 *le gasp*)