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section7mfu2012-04-15 02:35 pm
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The Orphanage Chapter 15- a story told in drabbles.
link to chapter 14: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/42629.html
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Illya awoke, finding himself laying on a thin mattress atop a white metal-framed bed, the paint chipping off much of it.
He was dizzy, and his shoulder hurt as he lifted his head slowly.
“Illya?” Natasha was at his bedside.
“Da.”
“I heard what happened, I was worried for you.”
“Spacibo, but why?”
“I told you, I liked you.”
“You do not even know me,” he mumbled.
“But I would like to,” She smiled shyly, “Is that alright?”
“But of course.” He tried to hide his smile.
“Horosho_good.” She kissed his forehead, looking into his blue eyes, then left him.
He was dizzy, and his shoulder hurt as he lifted his head slowly.
“Illya?” Natasha was at his bedside.
“Da.”
“I heard what happened, I was worried for you.”
“Spacibo, but why?”
“I told you, I liked you.”
“You do not even know me,” he mumbled.
“But I would like to,” She smiled shyly, “Is that alright?”
“But of course.” He tried to hide his smile.
“Horosho_good.” She kissed his forehead, looking into his blue eyes, then left him.