FORUMUL SCRIITORILOR AMATORI :: The little novelist...[(+18)awaiting constructive criticism]

Trimis: 29/10/2008 12:01

A/N: Buuuun, pentru inceput vreau sa-mi cer mii de scuze pentru greselile pe care, este deosebit de posibil sa le fi trecut cu vederea, insa astept de la ochii vostri de soim sa mi le aratati ca data urmatoare sa nu le mai fac :).
In al doilea rand, as vrea sa subliniez faptul ca, la un ocazie dat (mai devreme sau mai tarziu) va exista o scena +18...so, you've been warned. Also, in this first part there is a heated scene...more or less +18 material...Cam atat, sper sa va placa...si daca da, should I continue???

P.S.: This is a "Gravitation" fanfic. Thank you!

Chapter one: Dear, umm...diary!

I was, yet again, in class enduring another boring lecture from our “beloved” English professor who was assiduously trying to gain the entire attention of the rest of my classmates. I looked around and discovered the multitude of occupations that people were able to invent when provided with a boring situation. Fed up with the dusty lecture I sighed from deep within my heart and by accident dropped the pencil that I had been holding with the tip of my fingers. I roamed the floor and without seeing it I lazily decided that it was best if I looked for it closer. I bent down and somehow got myself under my school desk cursing along the silly pencil that was getting me in such a situation.
Somewhere in the background I could hear light knocks at the door but didn’t give any importance to it because of the mission I had at hand…”What in God’s name happened to that pencil? With what am I to write now???” I thought fully intrigued by the capacity of the wretched object to get itself scarce in such little time.
-Hello, could I speak to miss Alexis Black? I understand she is in your class.
‘Thump’…ridiculously enough I hit my head on the desk upon hearing a strange voice call out my name. I got out from under it and while rubbing my head I looked around to see who was making use of my name.
-Yes, I’m Alexis! I said and saw a man standing in front of the class looking at me. He seemed to be pinning me down with his situație while the rest of my mates laughed their heads off. His stare was rough and puternice and made the usually unconscious and childish me act like the real mature and intelligent high school girl that I was. It felt strange to be looked at like that, but stranger than that seemed this man in front of me, different from all the boys I’ve talked to, from the boys I used to date and from any boy I saw on high school grounds, still he was very young, and I assumed he was about 2-3 years older than me.
-Could you accompany me outside for a minute, please? There is something you need to be informed about.
I did as I was told and followed the man on the corridor quietly and with grace. Once outside he turned around and I was able to see his face closer and better. He had blond hair hanging above his ears, bright amber eyes that somewhat borrowed golden characteristics. He was tall a good 9-10’ taller than me and all in all he was a ravishing beauty in his dark but stylish costume. He leaned carelessly next to me and while looking distracted out the window he started talking.
-I understand, Miss Black from what your uncle told me that you want to become a novelist, am I right?
I frowned, a little startled by the mentioning of my “uncle” not fully aware of why someone like him would have any connections with him, but then again just knowing my “uncle” implied (from his side at least) a business relationship of some sort. I turn to him and stare in confusion not knowing what he has been told.
-First of all I deny any blood connections with that man, that beast, I am no relative of his since I hate him as much as he hates me, so if you would be so kind as to refer to him as my tutor I would be ever so grateful. And second, although I seem to find your face quite familiar I don’t understand what my desire of becoming a novelist would concern you.
He smiled at my little display of anger and looked me in the eyes. I was transfixed and entranced by the sheer beauty and liveliness of his dispoziție and unconsciously licked my dry lips. I blushed at the sight of his wicked smile as he seemed to have read my mind or my feelings for the matter.
-You, Miss Black, are one of a kind…I have read some of your little essays, stories and anecdotes and although they lack in intrigue, in that excepțional feeling you have when reading a work of art, all of them promise a great future ahead of you since they’re abundant in talent, raw talent that is. I…Miss Black got a hold of your work through your uncle who now wants to pay me so I become your tutor. One word from you...” his face was now a whisper away as he had pinned me to the wall and his gaze, now, so intense that as much as I wanted to take my eyes from him I couldn’t “… one word…”he emphasized with a gentle squeeze of my chin he had somehow taken a hold of as if to be certain that I wouldn’t avert my eyes and with them my attention from him”…one word and I will show you all that’s needed to become as successful as your…favorite novelist!” He had accentuated the last two words with a small ironic grin as he backed away. “This is my calling card, if you are interested feel free to call me anytime.”
I was somewhat mad and flustered…this stranger had came out on nowhere and wanted to teach me how to become a writer. I wanted to follow him and tell him a piece of my mind but could not muster up the courage so all I did was read his calling card. “Yuki Eiri” it said and I blushed an even deeper shade of red if possible… my favorite novelist was so close to me…and then again it infuriated me to no end…how could he be so cocky ? Yes, he probably knew by now that I had a huge crush on him from my oh-so-beloved tutor of mine, but still that doesn’t mean that he should be allowed to use it to his advantage.
The next day I followed the address on the card and found myself in front of a luxurious apartment building. Before I could muster up the courage to ring the doorbell or chicken out and run for my life the door to the luxurious building opened abruptly and out came an extremely beautiful woman followed by a fuming Yuki. At first she didn’t notice my presence, but when the writer stopped dead in his tracks stunned by my presence there she finally acknowledged me.
-You…muttered Yuki with a strange sparkle in his eyes. He seemed so intrigued by my presence there that he was at a loss of words. True, I had taken the time to prepare myself for this meeting not wanting him to make a mockery of me and was now looking more like an cu bun gust high school girl rather than the tiny figureless thing he had seen the other day. I could already feel I was at an advantage since his beautiful lips had already quirked slightly upwards and his eyes had a very distinguished predatory look. High heels, tight jeans with tall waist and an elegant shirt, long and silky chestnut hair flowing down my shoulders, full-red lips and two shining opals…all in all I was a ravishing beauty, well at least that was how I felt from his stare on me.
The woman took of her sun glasses and looked inquisitively at me as if to find out my mystery; she then burst into fits of laughter.
-What, now you’re back dating little girls? she had broken my imaginary “crystal shoe” and made me now feel very uncomfortable.
Yuki who hadn’t ceased looking at me snapped out of his reverie and closing on me he snaked one arm around my waist and another over my shoulders holding me to his chest. I can’t lie, it felt good and I blushed like a mad woman but something didn’t feel right.
-Maybe I am Mika, so what? Maybe there’s more to her than in all the rest
“What??? Am I hearing right? Who does he think he is?” my mind was screaming but for some reason I stayed put since his actions had already fixed up my “Cinderella’s shoe” that a certain Mika had so rudely broken. That until he lowered his head to whisper into my ear. “Play along or I’m a goner” he said as he squeezed my lower back into his body. At that point I had turned into a tomato and shook like a leaf in the wind, then it struck my mind…This sorry excuse of a man was using me as a decoy for this girl he wanted to ditch.
-Stop it this instant, let me go!!! I’m not your toy!!!! I yelled like mad and frowned at him. Then what really got my nerves in a twist was the nerve of a certain tall and sexy woman laughing at me.
- Oww, sweetie, better run along to your mommy furthest away from him. I can see that although you have the nerve to dress up like a real woman, you still have no idea how to treat a real man.
That made me stop my antics and turn towards her, somehow my eyes turned to fire and I smiled challengingly at her.
- Never should you challenge teenager that’s both an honor student and top of her class. That you never do…
And with a short flip of my hair I turned to face the abandoned Yuki and started walking enticingly towards him swaying my hips. I clinged my arms to his neck and brought his head closer to mine. I could see the flames in his eyes as I glued myself to his lean body. Smiling I licked my lips and whispered “If you want her to go, YOU play along…”and with that I kissed him. He immediately gathered me in his arms hugging me as close as possible and bringing me to his level. The kiss was intense and what started as a make-out session turned into something much more heated, my head was spinning and I felt his intoxicating aroma all around me as I smelt and tasted his flavor. God only knew how much in love I was with this man that I had only met in person the other day but for me it didn’t matter since I knew that once in his arms I had no support in my knees, no breath in my lungs, no lies on my tong. At first it was only a matter of lips against lips but as his iron grip on me increased I felt him nibbling at my bottom lip and a skilled tongue flicked over my lower lip begging for entrance. I gave into his desire as my heart pounded in my chest and opened up, his tong immediately seeked out mine refusing any other exploration and he started a most wonderful and intimate passion dance. My hands went to his hair my fingers glad to be playing with his satin strands as I seemed to be moaning softly into his mouth.
Soon the woman grew tired and with a “humph” se left. Climbing into the car she drove as far away as she could, leaving me and Yuki engaged into a really awkward and delicate situation. I couldn’t stop at this point and it took all of my will power to push him just a little and tell him that she was gone. He murmured a ‘thanks’ but continued his ministrations on my neck, which didn’t help me at all in the state I was. Again it took all I had to push him away. He groaned in distress but it didn’t matter. For the first couple of minutes, as I tried to pull myself together I felt the side effects of him on me…My skin burned like fire wherever he had kissed or touched me, my fingers where trembling because they seeked the softness of his hair or the c*r*e of his neck and somewhere deep inside of me I acked for something unknown…it hurt and I wanted whether to continue what I had begun or to cry.
-I only did “that” …to help you! What was that all about? A few more minutes and you would have stripped me out here!!! I yelled in frustration.
-You did it to gloat in front of her and besides, instead of denying, you ought to accept the fact that you liked it too, sweetheart. He said grinning evilly at me not once the strange sparkle leaving his eyes. I suddenly had the feeling that something was going to happen.
-Whatever, I have my reasons to act like I did, what are yours??? I mean nobody puts that kind of a show just to ditch a girl. What happened?
-First of all little lady, he said gently grabbing my chin, it is none of your business what my reasons were and secondly he said in a very amused tone, I don’t need any help in ditching my own sister, I can just tell her to leave. Now, on a more important formă what are you doing here???
I was in shock, his sister??? I had just kissed him in front of his sister? But then again, she did challenge me. I closed my eyes and breathed and remembered why I went there in the first place. I got angry all over again. But when I opened my eyes I noticed he wasn’t there anymore. He had gone into the building. I followed him in and into the elevator.
-Hey, wait! You got some nerve to leave me standing like that.
He gave me a cold indifferent look, and I froze.
-What do you want?
-To talk to you…I said in a hushed tone feeling suddenly very timid. His gaze was cold and dark and it sent shivers down my spine. Somewhere inside my mind I got the picture that unaware of it I had passed over the fine border between amusing and dead-serious. He wasn’t the man from yesterday, he wasn’t even the man from 5 minutes ago…now he acted older than he showed and for the first time, the possibility of age difference struck me hard.
“Cling” The elevator stopped at the 5th floor and the doors opened. He walked out of it leaving me behind. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out so I closed it back. I leapt forward and caught on to the manșon of his jacket, I felt like a five year-old but I didn’t care any more. He stopped, looked back in surprise and our eyes met. Gold struck Blue and I suddenly felt dizzy. Without letting go of his sleeve I sat down on the elevator floor with my spare hand around my knees that I had brought to my chest. A few minutes of silence and I thought that I was doomed, but just then he came around and scooped me up in his arms and took me to his apartment. I hadn’t looked him in the eyes again, I was scared. Who in God’s name acts like a spoilt kid in his early twenties??? But then again who has ever fallen in love with a writer he has never met in his life?
I hid my face into my hands and only looked up at him when he took them of. I glanced around and saw myself sitting on his bed barefooted “he must have taken my shoes of” I thought when I saw him sitting next to me with a curious look in his eyes. A tear escaped my eye but his hand, already on my cheek caught it. He wiped it with his thumb and smeared it over my lips he then kissed me taking the taste of my tear on his tong and into my mouth letting me feel the bitterness it consisted of. I was amazed but did respond back and then, soon enough felt the muscles on his face tense up as he carried the most part of his anger and frustration into this simple kiss. I was being pushed against the bed and gave in an instant. His hands started roaming my body finally resting on my waist.
I could feel his long, delicate fingers massaging my muscles and insinuating themselves further up my blouse. Shaking and overwhelmed by the situation I gingerly put my hands on either side of his face stroking the soft skin of his cheeks as he continued kissing me, but they were hard and cold…his muscles seemed made out of stone and his kissing had a bruising effect on my lips. Slowly I opened my eyes to see his frowned expression as he hurriedly continued kissing, licking and biting harshly at my lips. His tong was constantly seeking and curling against my own in a fierce battle that made me feel awkward. It did feel good, but something, something was wrong and I did not know what…
“A-ah!” I gasped as his mouth left my mouth to settle on the sensible skin of my neck and his hands had found my breasts and were fondling them trough the thin satin material of my bra. I arched my back at the sensation of his warm, wet mouth on my skin as he nibbled and bit leaving me marked. My hands left his face only to rest one on his neck and one over his back. Again, I opened my eyes amazed at how tense he was, how harsh and brutal his movements were, again I saw his frowned face and felt his hard lips on me. Suddenly it struck me…I took a big breath and pushed him slightly off of me.
-No, stop, please!
He looked at me in awe but stopped, his expression hardened once more as I felt even worse with each minute that passed. My breathing turned to normal and my flushed cheeks cooled of, but my heart wouldn’t stop racing, if more it seemed that it intensified its rate. I looked up at him and a searing pain went through my heart as I saw his cold stare. But I couldn’t go back now, I felt his pain, his distress and couldn’t go trough with it. After a couple of minutes more he made a new move to kiss me, but I looked away.
-Don’t please! I could see his frown grow deeper so I continued. You’re stressed, angry and sad; I don’t want you to use me to let it all out.
-Humph, and what do you want me to say, I love you? He got up and extended his arm towards the door. I don’t need anyone that states he knows me. Get out!
I got off of the bed my anger growing towards dangerous levels and I said something he did not expect.
-No! my left hand grabbed his extended arm and brought it down and the other rested on his neck. I don’t need you to say you love me…you can’t, nobody would. I don’t even love you how I should because I DON’T know you at all but that doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t respect me. I can feel what you feel this moment. Look, here! And I took his hand and placed it on my heart, my struggling heart…I can’t breath, move, or even speak properly and I’m shaking like a leaf for no apparent reason… anger, stress and bottled up frustration that’s how I sense your feelings to be and don’t know what I should do to help you, I don’t even know what to do to stop it’s effects on me. That is why I couldn’t get through with it because I couldn’t even feel passion or plăcere in what you did. And that is why I’m not going to leave now…not until I know what to do to help.
Tears filled my eyes threatening to spill over my pale cheeks but I kept his stare and refused to let go of his hand. All seemed lost but I had hope, in what I had no idea, but it was there. After what seemed like an eternity of silence and cold stare, his hand suddenly warmed up to me, his face softened and for the first time since I had met him I heard him breath and saw his chest move silently.
-Why did you actually come here? He asked me softly.
-I-I…I blushed and looked away, but his hand brought my eyes back to his. A-actually I don’t know.
His face betrayed amusement as he watched me with curiosity. That was it, time to confess and tell the truth. I took a big breath and sighed.
-Although I wanted to come and yell at you because you acted so very cocky and confident yesterday, the truth is that I have no idea why I came today. The prospect of you being my tutor is interesting but I guess I was more intrigued about you, I wanted to know you for who you are and not how they presented you in all those magazines. Ohh, it’s not coming out right, I sound like a mad fan girl. I- I …
-A bit earlier you said that you didn’t love the way you should what did that mean? He asked me smiling gently cutting me off in the middle of my sentence and making it easier to me.
-It means that I do love you, as much as you would love someone at first sight. Yesterday, although I might not have shown it, but I did fall in love with you. Not because you look great, or because you are who you are, but because I feel different when you’re around. I’m confident and strong but also weak and hopeless when you close up on me and have this desire to hold you, kiss you, caress you…even protect you, because I can feel your pain, I think…I don’t know any more!!! I guess I should be going.
And with that I looked away from him and turned away running. Still I couldn’t go more than two paces before he stopped me by grabbing my arm. I stayed still with my back at him until he tugged at me once more making me fall into his arms.
-Stay! He whispered and brought me to his bed once more.
I trembled slightly in his arms and looked out the window. Night had fallen letting the full moon shine brightly over the starry sky. “It’s really late, have I spent so long in here?” I wondered before I managed to look back at him and see that he was undressing me with slow movements. I was frightened but didn’t know how to react since a part of me wanted this but one said it was improper. Soon, though, it didn’t matter. I was sitting in the middle of the bed only in my bra and panties looking down at Yuki, my favorite novelist and the love of my life. The look on my face must have been one of horror that it made him look at me a bit startled and worried.
-What’s wrong, you’re trembling and you look like you’ve seen a ghost!!! His hand slowly grabbed my shoulders slightly shaking me.
I bit my lips unable to talk and tried in vain to cover my nakedness, and then it must’ve struck him since he brought me to his chest holding me tight. He was trembling also.
-Love, don’t worry, I’d never do anything to harm you or against your will. I’m sorry if I had frightened you but you weren’t moving so I thought that I should help you. Look, I brought this for you, it’s no exactly your size, but it should do for tonight.
Slightly dazed I looked up and saw one of his pajama blouses. It was big and made out of silk and it cooled my heated skin when Yuki covered me with it. I felt grateful for what he had done because I knew that I was in no condition to put up a fight with him. So I leaned upwards and kissed him on the lips, he opened slightly and this time I could feel the insecurity he held within and taste the longing on his tong. He parted and holding me tight to his chest he lowered us both on the bed, covered us with the blanket and we both fell sound asleep.
That, dear diary, is how everything went ever since I met him…Right now, dear friend, I’m lying in his bed, settled between his sheets, but all alone. He left earlier this morning when, I guess, he thought I was sound asleep. Right now, I feel like I could cry and I would have if I wouldn’t have found that his words from the other day were true…next to his bed, on a very chic nightstand lays one of my short stories “Legend of Lightning” and it seems he’s read it more than once….
I’m at a loss of words as my heart throbs painfully in my chest!

What have I done dear friend?!?

Trimis: 07/11/2008 23:22

.. am zis sa citesc si eu macar primu paragraf [avand in vedere dimensiunea textului], dar nu m-am oprit decat la ultima linie w00t

. CAPTIVANT ! I loved it :D.

Could be a scenary for a movie. :closedeyes:

Bring in the next chapter !

Trimis: 13/11/2008 11:29

A/N: Thank you very much for your review. Chiar nu ma asteptam sa placa cuiva, de fapt nu eram sigura ca o va citi cineva (tot din cauza lungimii). Oricum, singurul pretext pentru care incepusem eu sa scriu aceasta poveste in engleza a fost acela de a-mi forma un catalizator pentru romanul din romana...insa daca ai cerut un capitol doi, iata-l!!! Putin mai interactiv, mai energic si ceva dramatic insa, I hope, sa placa!
Have Fun!!!

P.S.: I forgot to mention one tiny, little detail...the girl in my fanfiction, well, her name is Alexis Black. Yes, yes, just like my "nom de plume", but that doesn't mean that I did it on purpose...it's not me and I'd never wish it to be me. She was just the first complex character I have ever built and I'm very fond of her...hehehe, and she's always present in every fanfic I write :-P

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Chapter two: Yu…ki?!? What have you done to your hair???

Ding… ding… ding… The stylish grandfather clock that hung in the hallway of Yuki Eiri’s apartment was announcing 12.00 o’clock in the afternoon. The old, but still firm sound resonated throughout the room like crystal glasses clinking on New Years’ Eve. As it died down there could be heard a slight shuffle and stirring coming from the bedroom. There, all snuggled up in between the sheets and tightly hugging a pillow was the sleeping form of Alexis. Her chestnut hair rested on the pillow glowing in the sunlight, her small face was scrunching up in a child-like manner as if stubbornly trying to hold back the few tears that continued to escape from the corners of her eyes. But she couldn’t… so she sighed and stirred as the little droplets of water fell on the silky material she was so gently embracing next to every other one of her unspoken proofs of misery.
-Hey, you’re cute! A whisper made its way into her dream and the girl slightly opened her eyes. A sudden burst of strong light hit her eyes and Alexis became aware of the fact that she was now awake and had a strong headache. Slowly, she remembered how she found herself alone in a strange apartment and a strange bed at 04.45 AM and started writing in her diary with a wild enthusiasm. When she finished she felt nauseous and sad and started to sob uncontrollably until she finally fell asleep.
-That explains the ache in my brain and the grogginess…she grumbled unhappily with eyes still tightly shut.
-Ahem…
The slight cough of another presence in the room caused the sudden flutter of her lashes. She smiled to herself as she recognized the tone of voice…
-Yu…uki??? She stared in a daze at the man in front of her. He looked like him, but it couldn’t ha…
-Yeeesss? The other drawled and smiled wickedly.
“Ha, he even has the same voice and same smirk, doubt it all you can, but it’s him” Alexis thought in outrage and couldn’t help but blurt it out.
-What the Hell did you do to your hair??? She yelled standing up and ignoring the hungry eyes she got from this dark haired Yuki in front of her. He simply quirked an elegant brow upwards as he raked her upper body. The satin pajama blouse that she got the night before from him was loosely hanging from one of her shoulders showing off a bit too much of her flawless creamy skin.
-Don’t you like it??? Came the answer as the man sat on the bed and flicked his fingers through his hair with a mischievous grin. He tried leaning closer towards the beautiful girl in front of him, but to no avail…she was still too far from his reach and he knew that forcing himself on her would only increase her mistrust “ I have to act coolly! “ he thought but didn’t expect to see Alexis act the way she did.
Yawning and stretching her limbs, Alexis rubbed her still sleepy eyes. She felt a lot more comfortable and relaxed seeing Yuki standing there like that. But as happy she was, she knew that there was something wrong with the picture. It was fairly true she still didn’t grasp completely the concept that was Yuki Eiri, but she seemed more than sure he wouldn’t have run away in the dead of night just to dye his hair negru and buy dark contacts. So the teenager decided to investigate…she crawled quietly next to him until she was close enough to just extend an arm and touch his hair. He jumped…seeing how he didn’t exactly pay attention anymore to her, he was startled to see the girl so close to him.
-Yuki…
-…….
-Yuuukiii!!!
-What? He answered seemingly unfazed by her cry.
Still with her hand casually caressing his head she cocked her head side-ways and stared intently in those chocolate brown eyes. “Did you really pull this off?” she questioned herself warily but shrugged the thought off as she gently stroked his hair. It was all very strange, but strange was Yuki’s middle name. Getting caught up in her own thoughts of shame and hope, Alexis slowly forgot the man next to her. She always hated having insights about her own personality because she would usually space out, but sometimes she acknowledged a thorough examination when needed. And now seemed as good of a time as ever.

“I still can’t believe myself!!! How could I spend an entire night over at a stranger’s place…
What stranger? He’s not a stranger since you already met him the other day and you know you like him, he’s your favorite writer and he’s hot!
So what? Okay, I like him, but the again what other adolescent my age doesn’t??? He’s my favorite writer…he is, but is he like that in reality?
Maybe, maybe not! Who are you to say he isn’t, who are you to say he isn’t better!!! Stop being so God Damn PRUDE!!!!
I’m not; I’m just realistic enough to know that I’m just dreaming of a împlinit place, neîntrecut man in a ireproșabil world. What else have you got to say about that???
You said you LOVED HIM…oh, and did I mention he’s hot, hot, hot???? Remember?

Flashback
-A bit earlier you said that you didn’t love me the way you should, what did that mean? He asked me smiling gently cutting me off in the middle of my sentence and making it easier for me
-It means that I do love you, as much as you would love someone at first sight. Yesterday, although I might not have shown it, but I did fall in love with you. Not because you look great, or because you are who you are, but because I feel different when you’re around. I’m confident and strong but also weak and hopeless when you close up on me and have this desire to hold you, kiss you, caress you…even protect you, because I can feel your pain...
End of flashback

You have a point there…
What, that he’s hot???
Nooooo, God, what a perverted mind I have! No, that I said I loved him…
AAAAnnnddd????
And…I do, okay? I do, but how do I know what he thinks of my behavior…I mean, no good girl acts the way I did!
That is the least of your problems right now since it happened already. What’s more important is that you get over yourself and accept the fact that you care for him even when he’s not around. You told him you loved him yesterday solely because he stood there in front of you and made you overflow with emotion. I’m not saying you don’t love him, ‘cause you do! But you’re too damn proud to admit it, even to yourself, when he’s not there. Say it and deal with it! That is what true love means!!!”

Slowly her eyes came into focus, her cheeks started to burn and her breathing increased its rate.
-I do love him, it’s not just my imagination or his effect on me…I did mean what I said last night!!! The girl mumbled under her breath.
-Ooooh, you’re so cute when you mumble! Came the squealing voice of the man in front of her. And you’re so pretty that I can hardly believe him!
His words washed over Alexis like ice-cold water waking her from her reverie as she dangerously narrowed her eyes. “This can’t, under any circumstance, be Yuki!!!” She cursed silently for letting her senses fall asleep and quickly grabbed a handful of his black mane:
-Who are you? She asked in a dead tone of voice but was soon taken aback by the man’s laughter.
-Got’cha! He said and turned around so fast and with such deft movements that in a couple of seconds he had pushed her onto the bed, climbed on top of her and held her hands over her head
Alexis widened her eyes and did the next best thing when trapped like that under a man…she panicked.
-Get off! Let me go, Yuki’s gonna kill you…you…whoever you are!
She struggled and screamed and kicked, but it was useless. All she managed to do was to increase his laughter and tire herself.
-Hahahaha! You know, you’re really funny, besides beautiful that is! Yuki, kill me, that’s amusing! For who…for some girl he shagged a one - night stand??? You’re lucky he didn’t throw you out this morning; he probably figured you’d get the picture and leave before he gets back.
-What?!? She croaked, unable to raise her voice above a whisper. Tears threatened to spill from Alexis’s baby blues as realization hit her. “So that is what he thinks of me!!! Go figure pea-brain, didn’t you do everything to confirm him that…it’s your entire fault!” Soon, she couldn’t control her tears or her rage anymore…Get OFF, I said!!! I don’t care, let me go, please!!!
-No, sweetie, you’re not getting away that easily. I want my fair share of your attention! He cooed and lowered his head to kiss her neck.
-Nooo! Let…go! She yelled and squirmed trying to release herself from his strong grip, but it was all in vain, he was a lot stronger than her so all she could do was sob. Suddenly…
-What the…get off of her!!! Through her sobs, the teenager could hear someone yell and felt the weight that kept her trapped being lifted. She curled into a tiny shuddering ball clutching her shirt close to her body and watched how the blond-looking Yuki threw the dark haired one to the floor.
“An angel and a demon...”she thought warily.
-Alexis, are you OK? Yuki’s warm voice resonated throughout the room as he slightly lifted her and leaned his face closer to hers. His golden eyes which once shone now held sadness. “Is he worried? No, he can’t be, he just couldn’t believe that other guy’s nerve!” Alexis stood up and looked away but answered.
-No, he didn’t do much!
-You scum…Yuki turned around and directed his fury towards the dark haired guy. Say you’re sorry, right now!
-Why should I??? I don’t get you, neither do I understand your changes…Who are you, ‘cause I don’t recognize you brother. First you accepted the marriage that Father arranged you with Ayaka, and then you rejected her only to take interest in that Shindo Shuichi guy. I accepted that and helped you with everything, but now I find this girl sprawled onto your bed and you act so caring and all.
I don’t get you anymore! The dark haired man yelled and threw his hands into the air after slumping on the carpet.
-Shut up Tatsuha, if you know what’s best for you and take your drunken rear out and don’t come back until you’re sober and ready to say sorry.
Alexis sat on the bed and watched the entire scene and looked bewildered at how Yuki’s words reached his brother’s conscience. He scowled but didn’t disagree with anything he had been told and left. As soon as the door closed Yuki sat on the bed with his back turned to the scared girl that was Alexis.
-I’m sorry… he started, I should’ve warned you about him. Tatsuha is my twin brother and as you might’ve seen we’re not actually identical and I guess that made him a little bit eccentric. He’s not a bad guy, but he can’t hold his liquor and every time he gets a bit more than tipsy he crashes here. I’m really sorry; I don’t know what’s gotten over him.
-It’s okay! I should be the one to say sorry! I’ll leave this instant! And she got off of the bed trying to find her clothes and to avoid his eyes. But just as she was about to head for the bathroom she was held back by Yuki who grabbed a hold of one of her wrists.
-What’s wrong with you? He sounded completely surprised, yet very calm.
Alexis watched him intently then seeing that he wasn’t about to let her wrist go she plopped in the middle of the room with a stubborn pout. Yuki had to hold back an amused smile at the image in front of him; the girl simply looked like a spoiled five year old that was always to cute to get away with it.
-I know, okay… Your brother told me the whole ordeal and now I admit that it didn’t cross my mind when I woke up this morning that I was supposed to leave the premises before you came back. Now, can I go?
-No! was Yuki’s answer as he slid of the bed next to the girl that had for one second questioned his authority and, as said before, was so sweet that she got away with it. The writer merely answered with a kind smile, a smile that he usually kept to himself, to the look of horror on Alexis’s face and gathered her trembling form into his arms.
-No, you won’t have to go, never again!

And for the first time since they met, Alexis hugged Yuki back and buried her face into his chest as she cried away her fright and loneliness.

Trimis: 18/11/2008 01:12

This was a little bit of well deserved action :-D

. The evil twin brother ofcourse ...

Totusi sunt foarte surprins de dimensiunea vocabularului tau in engleza ... folosesti destule cuvinte pe care nu le stiu [si trebuie sa il intreb pe Gogu(google) ca sa aflu].

Trimis: 18/11/2008 10:25

blOOr a scris:

This was a little bit of well deserved action :-D

. The evil twin brother ofcourse ...

Totusi sunt cumplit de surprins de măsură vocabularului tau in engleza ... folosesti destule cuvinte pe care nu le stiu [si trebuie sa il intreb pe Gogu(google) ca sa aflu].

Merci frumos de compliment...kred k e adevarat, am un vocabular dezvoltat, dar nu indeajuns de vast. O data ce am inceput sa inteleg cat de cat cum stau lucrurile ( si am dat cu nasucul de internet :-P

) nimic nu m-a mai oprit sa asimilez cat mai mult! smile

Trimis: 06/01/2011 21:22

wow:x superrrrr
imi plac foarte mult cele 2 capitole si il astept cu nerabdare pe al 3-lea :X
p.s : i love yuuki too.i have a poster with him smokin' :x