#7 (Zanemau)

(TAKES PLACE IN MYSTREET.)

"Zane!" Aphmau exclaims as her wounded friend stumbles into her house. Zane's mask is practically falling from his face. Zane's one good eye has a purple ring around it. "What happened?" Aphmau asks as she rushes to her friends aid. Aphmau helps Zane by having him wrap his arm around her shoulder. Zane limps over to the kitchen as Aphmau props him up on the table. Aphmau grabs a cool cloth, "Take your shirt off." Aphmau commands. Zane's eyes widen, "W-What!?" He stutters. "Just do it!" Aphmau exclaims with annoyance. Zane sighs, "Fine." He mutters. "I'm trying to help you! Just do it!" (A/N: SHIA WHERE R U) Zane slides his shirt off, his chest and arms having scratches, bruises and bloody spots all over him. Aphmau rolls Zane's pant legs up to Zane's knees, because blood is obviously running down his left leg. Aphmau cleans the blood off of Zane's knee, applying pressure to the wound by adding a band aid to the spot. Aphmau then puts the cool cloth on Zane's chest in attempt to lower the swelling on Zane's chest. "Who did this?" Aphmau asks. Zane seems hesitant to reply. "Answer me." She demands with seriousness being the only tone in her voice. "G-Gene and his gang.." Zane replies with a weak voice. Aphmau scowls, remembering the horrible things that Gene did to both, Aphmau and Zane. "Katelyn!" Aphmau growls. "WHAT?" Katelyn yells from upstairs. "COME HERE." Aphmau commands. Katelyn groan, then trudges down the stairs. Her eyes widen at the sight of a wounded Zane. Even know Katelyn despises Zane, she knows that Zane means a lot to Aphmau. "Who did this?" Katelyn questions, punching her fists together angrily. "Gene, Sasha and Zenix." Zane replies before Aphmau can. Katelyn nods, then leaves the house with Jeffory, Garroth and Vylad on speed dial. "Ok... Well, Zane.. Just stay calm." Aphmau tries to calm the black haired boy down as she places the cloth on his chest once again. Zane pulls his mask up, his hand weak and shaky.

"T-Thanks for doing this..." Zane replies. Aphmau then dabs the cloth on his arm, where blood trickles down it. She cleans the blood off and applies pressure. "No need to thank me. I'm your friend." Aphmau replies. "Here, put this on your chest." Aphmau hands Zane an ice pack. Once the bleeding on Zane's arm stops, Aphmau places another ice pack on Zane's shoulder. "The black eye... I can't heal. That'll heal in time, but the other wounds will heal in a matter of days." Aphmau explains. "Ok.." Zane says. Once Aphmau lowers the cloth from her black haired friend, she helps Zane off the table. The ice pack on Zane's shoulder slides down his arm, dropping to the wooden floor. Zane limps over to the couch, where Aphmau has him sit. Aphmau grabs the fallen ice pack and sets it back in her freezer. "Can I have my shirt?" Zane asks. "No... The oxygen will help your wounds heal." Aphmau states. Zane nods, a small shiver being sent over his body. It was cold in the room, not to mention the ice pack planted on his chest. "It'll be fine." Aphmau assures with a small chuckle on the end of her sentence. She knows exactly why Zane asked. Aphmau sits down on the couch with her friend and turns on My Little Horsies in attempt to get Zane's mind off of the pain.

--Meanwhile With Katelyn--

"Where are they?" Katelyn asks under her breath, irritated at the absence of the boys she requested. "We're here!" A familiar British voice exclaims. Katelyn tears her eyes away from the ground, then turns her head to look at Jeffory. Jeffory looks down at the bench that Katelyn's sitting on. "Are we ready to go?" Jeffory asks. "Yea..." Katelyn replies, standing up. "Why's Dante here?" Katelyn questions, noticing the blue haired boy by Vylad and Garroth. "Gene is Dante's brother. Dante could help us locate Gene and his gang." Garroth explains. "Clever... Very clever." Katelyn smirks. "C'mon! No time to waste!" Katelyn exclaims, then runs off with the boys following behind her.

--Aphmau's House--

"Are you ok?" Aphmau asks out of the blue. "With the power of friendship, we can get thru this!" Pinkie Cake exclaims from the screen. Zane tears his eyes away from the screen that his vision was planted on only a few seconds ago. Zane turns his head to Aphmau, "Yea.. Why?" The male questions. "You've just been acting strange. Normally, you'd be trying to have a conversation with Pinkie Cake, but you're not.. You're just starring blankly at the screen." Aphmau explains Zane's weird actions. "I'm fine... Just.. Thinking." Zane replies, trailing off into deep thought. "Look at me..." Aphmau pleads. Zane turns his head from the wall, to Aphmau. "Yea?" Zane questions. "Everything'll be fine. I promise." Aphmau promises. Zane cracks a smile, but it's hard to see under the mask Zane insists on wearing. "Come here..." Aphmau spreads her arms out, ready to embrace Zane in a hug. She gets closer to Zane and wraps her arms around him. Once Aphmau releases, Zane looks into Aphmau's caramel eyes. "What is it?" Aphmau asks. Zane places his hand on the bottom of Aphmau's chin, pulling her closer. Zane pulls down his mask slightly in the process. He connects their lips, Aphmau returning the kiss. Sparks flew as if fireworks were going off rapidly. Like the 4th of July if you will... Once they both pull back, a blush is painted onto both of their faces.

"Thanks for helping me."

"No need to thank me... I'm here for you."

"You're my best friend..."

"And you are mine."

"Maybe even more..." Aphmau mutters under her breath, it inaudible for Zane.

Someday... Aphmau thought.

Someday.

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