Ariel - Sirius The Jaeger - 1215 Fanfiction

Episode 9

I stayed still with a slight bored look as Philip and Dorothea reeked havoc on the army of vampires below us. Fallon flew pretty recklessly, but he was good at getting us just low enough and we - well, Dorothea and Philip - carried out the act of taking out at least ten vampires in one swing. Needless to say, I felt pretty damn useless at this point. I knew how to use a gun, but my aim never really got that good, so I opted for close combat skill with a sword instead.
"YULIY! SORRY WE'RE LATE PAL!" Fallon screamed.
"Would you please pay attention to flying the plane!" Philip screeched, his eyes shut tight as the plane shook with the rough movement of pulling back up and away from vampire reach again. Also, Philip was a worry wart.
"It's time for us to lock and load!" Dorothea called.
"Yeah!" Fallon cheered, "Lets go in for another!"
I took a deep breath, clenching my teeth as we turned harshly and dropped down fast. The sounds of rapid gunfire followed and I opened my eyes to see Willard pressing his earphones that connected to his communicator with the general below us to his ears.
There was a loud smash and Fallon cursing, and I grunted as the plane moved harshly to one side, one of the royal vampires having caught onto us. I clutched my sword handle as Dorothea shot down at the thing, but she didn't seem to be making any progress.
"This big guys not movin'!" Philip yelled.
"Try and shake him off Fallon!"
"Kinda busy! It's hard enough staying in the air!"
"Yevgraf has taken the arc!"
"What?!" I gasped, only remembering in that moment how Willard had said that that thing could give the vampires invincible powers.
"He's in the air ship. Yuliy's headed there now. Get us over there, Fallon! Hurry!"
"If you don't mind the blood sucker attached to the plane, then I'm on it."
I sighed heavily, even though I couldn't see the big guy I knew he had a smirk on his face as he switched course for Yevgraf's airship.

Fortunately, the giant vampire didn't advance any higher towards us, and after I had strapped up Willard he took his own shots at the guy to knock him off a bit. Though, unfortunately for us, it didn't knock the creep off completely - and to top it all off, Fallon was loosing altitude.
Fast.
I clenched my teeth as we hit the water, the plane shook harshly and I coughed as I hit my head.
Shit, I thought, God forbid they put some padding in this damn thing. Why didn't we wear helmets again?
When the plane finally stopped, dust filled the plane through the open windows and I covered my mouth as something dripped down the side of my head.
I didn't hit myself that hard, did I? I could barley feel it with everything moving so fast...
"Ariel, Arie-" Philip's voice cut off as he began to cough, but he quickly shook his head and placed his hands on my shoulders, "Hey! You're not hurt are you-"
"I should be asking you that, idiot." I cut him off. Trying to look through all the dust into his eyes.
"Shit. You're bleeding." He mumbled, "Come on, I'll help you out."
I nodded hesitantly, the pain finally started to settle in as I crawled my way out the window, and I struggled to stay sitting up as Philip tumbled out of the plane behind me.
"You alright?" Fallon asked as I watched Philip roll his shoulder slightly, "I'll admit that wasn't my best of landings."
"Ya think?! You just crashed the damn plane!"
Fallon laughed half heartedly to himself, "Yeah, real sorry about that-"
Philip dodged Fallon's hand as he reached for the blondes hair, "No more flying for you. Ever!"
"Hey!" I looked to the side, squinting slightly as my sight went blurry for a second.
Damn, I really did hit my head that hard.
"Is everyone here okay?"
No. I answered, but for some reason it didn't come out my mouth.
"Miss Ryoko?"
Ryoko? I watched as she tried to explain herself, flustered as Dorothea teased her about being in love, Jeez... this girl just never gives up.
My body flinched, my stomach churned and I swallowed, taking in a deep breath as my head throbbed. Great. I'm not gonna make it back on my own two feet... there's no way.
Slowly, I turned and lowered myself on the planes wing, lightly placing my head on the metal, though it still sent a surge of pain through my whole body. My hands shook as I placed them on my stomach, and I did my best to take deep breaths, because I really, really didn't want to throw up.
"Ariel? Hey, talk to me!" Philip shook me slightly and I groaned, shutting my eyes as my stomach churned again, "Fuck, Dorothea! Where's the first aid kit?!"
"Oh shit! It's right here, I'll get it!" I heard Dorothea call back in reply.
Philip pulled out some white cloth from one of his pockets and moved my head slightly, pressing the cloth to the wound. I swallowed hard, the pain was getting close to unbearable and I would surely fall asleep soon. The way Philip rested his hand on my cheek as he held the cloth to stop the bleeding was my only reassurance.
"Sorry." I mumbled out. I'm sorry I couldn't do better.
"What the hell are you apologizing for?" Philip asked, his voice sounding hysterical with worry, "Damnit, Ariel, keep your eyes open please!"
"I'll be fine." I coughed out, giving him a small smile, "Just... be there when I wake up, okay?"
"Ariel!"

-

There he was, sitting there with his usual bored look, staring right back at me as my eyes opened. I almost laughed, but my body was still half asleep. As he clued in that I was really awake, he jumped up from his chair with a grin on his face, calling my name and telling me quickly that'd I'd been out for even longer than Willard had, which was apparently four days time.
"Philip." I began, my mouth slightly dry, "Can you help me sit up?"
He blinked, hesitating before moving closer to me and helping readjust my pillow as I moved to a sitting position, which helped wake me up a bit more. I took a deep breath, taking the cup of water as he handed it to me.
"So, uh... you should know, Yuliy left. He went out on his own with the arc to protect it."
I nodded, moving the now empty cup of water back to the night stand, "Honestly, that's not that surprising."
He chuckled, but his smile fell as quickly as it came, "You really worried everyone, Ariel."
"I know." I replied, "So you don't have to tell me."
He sighed, "I didn't mean to make you feel any guilt... it's just that... I actually thought for a second that you might not make it. Dorothea kept on saying that head wounds always bled a lot and it wasn't something that should determine how bad the injury was, and that you'd probably just passed out because of the concussion, and that you'd be okay." Philip spoke with a saddened expression, and I studied how handsome he was as he went on, "But then the doctor said you might wake up with amnesia - if you woke up at all! I was- I couldn't even sleep. I was so scared for you, and it made me realize that I couldn't keep my feelings to myself anymore. If something like this were to happen again, and you didn't wake up... I'd regret it more."
"What are you saying, Philip?" I asked, a part of me already knew what his answer would be, but there was a bigger part of me telling me that I was just coming up with unrealistic daydreams again, hoping for things that would never happen.
"I care about you, a lot. I think you're really pretty- hell, more than pretty. I think you're beautiful, and that you deserve the world. And as awkward and nervous as I feel sometimes, I want... I want to touch you more, hug you more. I want to be close to you now in case we die some tragic Shakespearean young deaths."
This time, I laughed, but it didn't sound so much like a normal laugh since it was mixed with the sound of a light sob. I rose my hands, quickly brushing away a set of tears as Philip stared with wide eyes.
"Why the hell are you crying?" He asked, his eye brows raised together in worry and confusion.
"No one's ever called me beautiful before, and well..." I trailed off for a second, thinking, "My mother used to tell me that I day dreamed about pointless romances too much. I was a jaeger, not a high school girl in a story book. Eventually, I started to believe her. I believed that I'd never find love, and I'd have to learn to live alone. But my dreams never stopped. And when I met you, well... I just kept on wishing that maybe we could be lovers and prove my mom wrong." I took a deep breath as I quickly thought over my next words,
"But after all the time that we spent together, it was more than just a need for you to like me so I felt better about myself. I wanted you, I wanted you so bad for me and only me. I didn't care what my mom said, what anyone said. I really, really like you, Philip."
I sniffled as the boy moved from his seat to my bed, grabbing my hand in his, "If you want me," He began, a smile on his face, "Then you've got me."