Scooter: Very, very, very, very short and sappy and cheesy and corny oneshot based around Acheron and Tory. It has some Simi in it, and I might create a small series of 'Simi Stories' such as: Simi's First Shopping Spree. Or Simi's First Drink. You get the idea. ((laughs)) I just got the Dark-Hunter Companion today for Christmas and I must say that I'm ecstatic!! I'm working on a Tsubasa Chronicle fanfiction right now. It's in my Documents and I might upload it today sometime after this if I don't continue to get distracted watching Hellboy. ((laughs again)) Anyway, before I talk your ears off...just realize that this is really crappy attempt at a DH fanfiction. I do Sherrilyn Kenyon's writing NO justice whatsoever!! This is set when Acheron was injured by Artemis after she found out he had been with Tory. Just a drabble on Tory's thoughts. Enjoy!!

Realization

She looked at Acheron as he lay on the bed, his head turned so it was facing her. Everything moved so quickly! She met him, he pissed her off, she threw a hammer at him, he wooed her, she found out he was an Atlantean god.

And here he was, laying on her bed, bleeding terribly. He had just appeared so suddenly, asking for help; he had no other place to go.

Tory brushed his now-blonde hair back from his forehead and sighed heavily, looking over at Simi who was propped up against the wall, her feet vertical and above her.

"She's such a weird . . . girl." she mumbled, smiling slightly and turning back to the bleeding god. She placed an ointment on the whip marks and an anger rose up within her. How dare that bitch! She would kill Artemis for this.

Granted she could probably do no more than bleed on her fancy high-heeled shoes. But. . . . she would do something to that unfaithful goddess for harming her Ash like this!

Wait . . . her Ash? Whoa! Wishful thinking there, Tory. She berated herself mildly, pulling a dark-colored sheet over his back so that if the blood seeped through, it wouldn't be as noticeable. He gave a slight shudder and Tory bit her lip as she realized it: She loved this man. he seemed to trust her. After all, he had said that he didn't have anywhere else he could go. He had come here of all places.

"I love you, Acheron Parthenopaeus," He grunted slightly in response and Tory couldn't help but smile, stroking his hair again and then sitting back in her chair, picking up a book, waiting for him to wake up. Once in awhile she would glance over at the still-sleeping Simi and marvel at how the demon could sleep like that.

Scooter: There you have that really stupid drabble. XD ((weak chuckle)) Anyway, I'm just basically uploading this cause I wanted to actually UPLOAD something on Christmas!! Well, I'm out! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!

~~Scooter~~