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Date Posted: 17:55:52 10/23/03 Thu
Author: Tay/Yoko (Amanda's messenger girl is doing her bidding again!)
Subject: "Of Love And Hate" Chapter 45

Chapter Forty-Five: ‘Of Love and Hate’ (First Person, Amanda)

Oh, my Goddess. He did it. He actually asked me to marry him. My life was two steps away from being perfect. Only the wedding and children were left. When he asked, it was all I could do to keep from fainting... again. I hardly had enough air to say yes.

“How did you know?” I asked as he hugged me. It kinda felt like Misaki was hugging me, but I didn’t give a damn. I was too happy.

“Know what?” he asked back, joy in his voice.

“That I wanted this ring. How?”

“I just knew. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” I sighed. “I am so glad my parents are dead. Now the wedding doesn’t have to be invitation only.” My eyes widened. “Oh Goddess.” I hated to pull away, but I had to. “Invitations. Flowers. Dress. So much to plan. Not good.” I ran for my phone.

“You don’t have to rush.”

“Dan, I still haven’t met your godmother or step-godfather. You know we aren’t guaranteed the future. Trust me, that’s reason enough.” I dug out my phone. “Eldarian.” It dialed for me. “You need to get a tux. Try and get a hold of Bryan. Hey, this is Amanda. Can I talk to Eldarian?” I dug out the pentagram necklace that was in the duffel bag Daniel gave me and put it on. That bag had everything a Wicca-in-training needed... and a SWAT tactical suit. To this day, I still don’t know where he got that stuff. “Get Eldarian one of these for his pack. His parents won’t get him one. Baptists.”

“Hello?”

“Rayn Starfire?” That’s his Wiccan name. Eldarian is his Elvish name.

“Ah, Enigmatic Blood Angel.” That’s my Wiccan name. Enigmatic for Daniel, Blood for Vegita, and Angel for Rowen. “How are you? I hear your parents are dead.”

“Yeah, I’m thrilled, but guess this! Dan proposed!”

“I thought he already did.”

“No, I mean IRL! Rayn, I’m getting married! And my parents are dead! They can’t say yea or nay! I need your help planning it. Dan, I’ll need your credit card.”

“Debit.”

“Whatever. You wanna go shopping for supplies?”

“Sure! How soon can you be here?”

“In a half hour.”

“Can we stop by Sears?”

“I suppose. Get ready.” I hung up and turned to Daniel. “Danny,” I said, holding out my hand, “Gimme the card.”

“I’m gonna have to get used to that, aren’t I?”

“Yep! ^_^ Gimme!” He handed it to me. “Be back soon!”

“It’s really late. You sure you’ll be okay?” I smiled.

“It’s eight thirty, right? I’ll be back around ten fifteen. Okay? If I’m not back by then, you can get hysterical. Plus, I have Golden Sun.”

“Okay. And you know the town better anyway. Ai shiteru.”

“Ai shiteru.” I kissed him and walked out the door.

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I pulled up at Rayn’s house in my car that Tayliana had so kindly towed for me from my house and honked the horn.

“Coming!” I heard him yell. Then he ran out the door. Rayn isn’t technically an MSTer, but he makes a couple of appearances in both mine and Tayliana’s, and apparently it’s enough. His curly light red hair was now long, straight, and black, and he’s got all his piercings. He was wearing long sleeves, so I couldn’t tell if he’s got his tats or not. The one on the back of his hand (A pentagram with the elements in the correct places) was present, so I assumed he did. “Hey. Let me see the ring.”

“Get in the car. Sooner we start, sooner I can get back.” He hopped in.

“Fine. But I wanna see!” I took the ring off and handed it to him. As he studied it, I pulled out of the driveway. “Three square cut amethysts between four square cut diamonds set in... silver?”

“White gold.”

“White gold? I thought you preferred yellow gold.”

“Normally, but I think it’s perfect.”

“Because Dan gave it to you?”

“Yes.”

“Amanda, you do realize you’ll be thoroughly unsatisfied on your wedding night, right?”

The old me would have blushed. Not this one. “Why?” I asked as Rayn gave me the ring back. He held up my pinky finger.

“‘His sexual knowledge could fit in a thimble made for my pinky nail’ ring any bells?”

“I can teach him.”

“He might be beyond teaching, Enigmatic Blood.”

“Do you want me to hit you with Golden Sun again?”

“No.”

“Then shut up about it.” I turned on my radio, expecting to hear Evanescence or Alan Jackson with Jimmy Buffet, but instead... we got... Britney Spears.

Rayn and I both screamed and rushed to turn the CD Player on. When we caught our breath, Five O’clock Somewhere was half over.

“Damn,” I breathed.

“I hate that transsexual!” added Rayn. It’s a joke of ours. Don’t try to understand it.

Soon we pulled up to the Sears entrance of the mall. “Shall we begin our hunt?” I asked.

“Oh yeah.” Something to note about me and Rayn. He’s basically the male version of me with a little Carson from Queer Eye for the Straight Guy thrown in. He’s got my personality, my sense of humor, Hell, we’re even attracted to the same guys! Most notable are Legolas from Lord of the Rings and Shawn, our high school Drama Club president (Not Shawn “Flute Boy” or Sean, my one-year old baby cousin). However, don’t call Rayn gay. He’s bi, get it right.

“Let’s go.” We both got of the car and started our prowl. It took half an hour, but we found our quarry. “Hey, Shawn!”

“Hey Amanda. How are you?”

“Engaged.” I didn’t know it at the time, but Rayn was hiding behind me.

“Really? Congratulations. Can I see your ring?” I held up my hand and Shawn whistled as he examined it. “Are these real?” he asked as I lowered it.

“You know, I didn’t think to ask. Oh well.” I looked over my shoulder and found Rayn. “Rayn, let’s go. See ya Shawn.” We walked away and into JC Penny’s. “Wuss.”

“Sorry.”

We malled around for a while, and I managed to get the red silk I would need for my wedding dress.

“Tell me again why you want a red dress?” asked Rayn.

“Two reasons. First, that’s what Sayin wedding dresses are colored, and second, I may be a virgin, but I am no innocent.”

“Right. So what’s next? Lingerie, right?” This time I did blush.

“I think I’ll get that by myself. Come on, I’ll take you home.”

When we got in the car, we very carefully turned on the CD Player. We relaxed as we heard the chorus of Bring Me to Life.

“Whew. I was afraid it would be Justin Timberlake,” said Rayn.

“I feel sorry for him. What on Neo Vegitasei did that woman do to that poor man?”

“Don’t tell me you’re a fan.”

“I respect him as a writer. Beyond that, he’s a N.I.N.C.O.M.P.A.C. Well, here we are. See ya later.”

“Sure. Wait, you know how Junior’s Shitan?”

“Yeah?”

“Can all the souls take possession?”

“I would think so.”

“How can we tell if Shitan’s in control?”

“Junior’s irises will turn red and he should sound older.”

“Right. See ya.”

“Bye.” After he went back into his house I pulled out of the driveway again and made my way to Wal-Mart.

“Life is sweet,” I thought once I got to my destination inside the building. While I clacked through the selection, avoiding everything pink, I thought of my SI Sisters and the funny coincidence that all except SF and DBVG Amanda get kidnapped at some point in their stories.

I found a lacy lavender nightie that would show enough skin to kill Tenchi and Ryoga twice over and was heading straight to the dressing rooms when I felt someone grab my sword arm. I would have pulled away, but a cloth was shoved against my mouth and nose. I recognized the tranquilizer as chlorpromazine.

“Hello, my dear,” a familiar male voice whispered in my ear. “‘Lo, how a rose e’er blooming’, hmm?” Oh Goddess no. Not him. Not again.

“Dan! Dan, help me! Ma....” I then knew nothing more.

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A/N: Rayn is pronounced ‘Rain’.

Can any of you guess who kidnapped Amanda? ^_^ Love ya, Dan. J.T., I wish you wouldn’t call this ‘The Change’. It sounds like we all went into menopause or something. How about ‘The Awakening’? Jaa ne!

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