Okay this was written like during the summer when I was like bored. I warn you now this story is going to be way longer than you think (I have them written already just gotta type it up), so I hope you enjoy reading long stories. I'm pretty sure you won't stay until the end of the WHOLE thing, but that's just me. I wrote this and read it a lot so I got a bit tired of it XD. By the way to those who know me, the nickname Dusky wasn't assigned to well…Dusky at the time so this isn't referring to him in any way. I created Duskpelt! Emby created Streaky! Oh yeah and I'm Spottedtail lol. I don't own Warriors!!

"Spottedtail," Duskpelt began hesitantly. As always I ignored. Why does this fool have to love me? I'm medicine cat, can't he understand that? No, he can't apparently. I wish he could understand that little concept; then probably I wouldn't be annoyed as much. I only recently became a warrior, and now, I'm getting more visits than I should.

"Yes?" I sighed. Well, might as well hear his story anyways. It could be something important.

"Um," Duskpelt began, shifting uncomfortably in his spot near the entrance to the medicine cat den. He sighed and blinked, looking directly at me. "I want to tell you something," or maybe what he wanted to say wasn't that important after all. Although, I began to wonder…He was too hesitant, too nervous, I probably won't like the next words I'm going to hear coming out of his mouth. "I-I lo-love y-you." He flinched. Yes, I definitely wasn't going to like those words and yet, I was speechless. The point that he actually confessed was beyond me. I felt sympathetic towards him, confessing feelings are probably one of the hardest things to do. I had even asked Emberheart if she would someday confess to Streakfoot, she said she was too embarrassed and nervous. Then, I made a mistake, I blushed. I blushed, I was shocked to speechlessness, and I wasn't moving. I was going to regret this later on. Duskpelt began to smile. Yes, I was going to regret this ALOT later.

Duskpelt moved closer to me, much to my discomfort. Stupid furball. Well, whatever I am regretting now, he's going to regret more 10 times fold. Duskpelt was only a few fox-lengths away from me now. I despised myself more than ever, because at that moment, I blushed more. I couldn't understand. I didn't love him. I didn't like him. It was probably the fact that somebody who loves me, oh so very much to confess, is coming towards me. Yeah, that was probably it.

"I expected you to beat me up by now," Duskpelt said with a smirk. "Or are you too shocked to anything about it? Because that's how it looks." He now stood in front of me. True, I was sort of too shocked. Why did he have to say it at a very unsuspecting moment?

"Why?" I managed to choke out. He was too close, too close for my comfort, and he was staring deeply into my eyes.

"Because, I love you with all my life," he said, more confident in my state now. "I'd rather die than be away from you," he mewed, that smile on his face growing. That was how much he loved me? I blinked. Everything was going by too fast, and so I blinked again and again. Duskpelt was still staring at me, waiting for an answer. IF I answered.

"I don't know what to say," I said blankly. My thoughts were pretty occupied on what was going on. Duskpelt smirked again.

"Is that it? You're not going to beat me up? Scream at me? Tisk tisk, I was expecting more of you Spottedtail. And here I was worried about what'll happen to me, now I'm worried about what's going on with you," he said amused. He's right, I should do something right now. But what first? Let's see…I guess I'll rip him to shreds right now. I blinked, shook my head and growled.

"I'm going to rip you to pieces!" I mewed, launching myself at him. But I guess I wasn't as concentrated as I thought, because before I knew it, I tripped and he was pinning me to the ground. "Get off of me!" I yelled, struggling under him.

"You know it's useless," he mewed. True, it was, but I refused to give up. I kept on struggling beneath him. "You're very stubborn sometimes," Duskpelt said still amused.

"And so are you," I said, now out of breath. I stopped struggling. Duskpelt stared sympathetically at me.

"I just don't get you sometimes," he mewed. "You're angry at me first and then you agree to talk to me the next." He said, shaking his head. I was now glaring. "And then you glare, what's next?"

"Stop taunting me!" I yelled, him still pinning me. "You can get off now!"

"What? And risk you ripping my fur off? No way, besides, I like it this way. At least I can talk to you without your claws scratching at me every second," he said, smiling again.

"Will you get off if I promise you that I won't kill you?" I asked.

"Sure."

"Then, I promise I won't kill you," I mewed. Duskpelt got off of me slowly. "Thanks," I said, grateful to have him off of me.

Duskpelt turned and faced me while I brushed off the dirt from my pelt. "You missed a spot," he meowed, brushing off some dirt from my shoulder. And I made that mistake again, like I always had for the past days, I blushed. Why does he have to do that? "See," he smiled, "you were glaring at me a second ago, and now you're blushing." I sighed.

"What do you want?" I asked, trying to make him go before I went crazy.

"I want you. But if not, I at least want you to love me too," he mewed, a little too confident. I will never…ever…

"Go away, and I'm never going to change my mind on how I think about you! Right now, I hate you!" I stated. Stupid furball. The concept can't get through his thick head. I knew he was going to come back everyday, like he has for the past season.

Duskpelt frowned, "Don't be like that. Fine, I'll go. But first, a parting gift," he mewed, purring to himself in delight for a bit. Uh-oh I'm not going to like this either. I turned around, but when I turned, Duskpelt was already there. "Stubborn," he mewed and pushed his muzzle to mine. I glared as he stared. Why, I'm gonna…I pushed him away.

"Don't ever do that again," I muttered, shocked again, and that blush was on my cheeks once more.

"Ok, but if you ever change your mind…"

"Go!" I hissed out.

"Fine, fine, but just to let you know," he said turning back around to face me. "I've never seen you blush before and it makes you look cuter," Duskpelt said and walked out of the den. Stupid furball. I sighed, I'm going to Emberheart.

So yeah, I hoped you guys liked that. I have so much more of this coming up so reviews would gladly be appreciated X3. Again I say, I just wanted Spotty to be in a pairing so I created Duskypelt, nothing to do with the real dusky okay? Just wanting to make that clear XD.