Seven

Chapter Se7en: Paris is a lie

Rain looked up to the teenager who had just addressed him. When their eyes met, she started blushing profusely.

"Non tout va bien. Pas besoin de s'inquieter. Es-que vous vouliez quelque chose d'autre?" (No, everything is fine. No need to worry. Do you want something else?)

"Non, je voulais juste m'assurer que tout allez bien," she gave him a smile and turned around. (No, I just wanted to be sure everything was okay. )

Quickly making up his mind, he turned around.

"Say. Do you want a drink?"

Buzz watched from afar, knowing that the interest in the French girl would not last long.

"You are wicked. "

The Whisperer choked on her drink, startled.

"Careful, amor, you're going to burn your tongue. "

"What are YOU doing here? The battle's not due until next week," she had an icy edge in her voice, glaring ahead of her.

"Te extrano mi quierida" said Angel next to her. But of course no one else could see him.

"I am not your darling and you did not miss me you jerk"

"Look amor, what happened last time--"

"-- is not to be discussed. What you told me. It's... It's a lot to take in"

"Mi quierida..."

She looked at him and his dark eyes met her baby blues. He put his hand on her cheek. She closed her eyes and sighed.

"Buzz. You freed yourself from your curse a long time ago. You shouldn't even be involved. "

"I can't just leave them to be, Angel. They need me and they would not be able to make it on their own."

The ghost hesitated and made The Whisperer frown.

"What are you not telling me?"

"The downfall will come from the Master himself. He will kill his own love. "

She gasped and started laughing nervously. Buzz shook her head.

"No. No he doesn't--"

"Mi quierida..."

The Whisperer stood up and raced to the exit.

"Buzz? Buzz!" Will was startled when she ran past, pushing Catalyst awake.

"Let her be, Energy. She needs time," said the Holder aggravated. Will sighed. First the fire and now the whisperer. Lum really needs to manage this pathetic excuse of vacation.

Buzz ran and ran and ran. She passed a confused looking Ember and found herself in an ally. Panting, she looked around wildly, hyperventilating.

"Quierida. Quierida!" Angel appeared and put his hands on her face, calming her down.

"Angel. You don't know what you're asking me. I can't leave them like that! Especially after what you told me."

They stood there quietly, both looking at each other, for a good while. Buzz knew that everything was coming to an end and that is she wanted to leave everything behind, she had to do one more thing and ask this spirit to do something for her. Angel sighed.

"What do-"

"Besame," she quickly interrupted. (Kiss me. )

Angel widened his eyes. "Quierida I don't think you understa--"

"Besame"

Angel hesitated because he knew that the Whisperer wasn't in her right mind.

"Why are you hesitating all of a sudden? You have been wooing me for all this time and now you're backing away?"

"Querida, I know you don't want this"

"You don't know what I want," she whispered. She went on her tip toes, put her hands on his shoulders and slowly put her lips on his. He gently responded but didn't put his hands on her yet.

"Quierida..."

"Callar e besame" ( Shut up and kiss me.)

She leaned in again and this time he wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed her back passionately.

The Energy spied Buzz from the cafe and bleached. Catalyst looked him over and rolled her eyes.

"It's none of your business what she does and decides to do. Although you act like it, you're not her father," she said, fanning herself with a menu.

'I can't afford not to. She's my end of curse' he thought to himself, but only shrugged at the Sloth.

"She with one of them," he eyed the big whisky bar like a horrible predator.

"Figures. Isn't she always with one of them? She was in a mental hospital right? That's where the Master found her," she wondered.

"That's why she's enjoying their company. Because she finally can without looking crazy to others," interjected the Water, sending a meaningful look to Will. He came to sit at their table, making himself comfortable. The Greed completely ignored him and was deciding whether he wanted some Scotch or Vodka.

"You didn't stay long with the French girl," commented the Holder.

"Not interesting enough"

Catalyst picked up a flower from a vase and handed it to Rain.

"But this is, I'm guessing?"

The Sloth was lazy but she was even more sly. The Envy looked at her and sent her a glare before going back to seclude himself, looking scary with his big scar.

"Well, all these ladies have proposed to me are girly martinis and piña coladas. I'm getting myself something good to drink," declared Will, heading at the bar with the sole objective: to get wasted.