Reel Around The Sun
Hear my cry in my hungering search for you
Taste my breath on the wind
See the sky as it mirrors my colors
Hints and whispers begin
I am living to nourish you, cherish you
I am pulsing the blood in your veins
Feel the magic and power of surrender to life
Follow, follow the light
I sat on the edge of of my bed, staring at the blank, white wall. I couldn't think of anything else but him, the doctor I work for on the U.S.S. Enterprise. Doctor Leonard Hiratio McCoy. I loved him, literally. I just wish he felt the same way. I stood, the heels of my Irish tap shoes clicking on the floor as I stood straight and, not moving my upper body and only my legs, I did the Riverdance of Ireland. I didn't notice McCoy's entrance until I was pulled into an embrace.
"Irea," McCoy whispered in my ear, his hot breath hitting the dip of my neck. I breathed in sharply, a sound he faintly caught. "A little bird told me you love me."
That's the last time I'm telling Rackel anything! I thought angrily.
"Is this true, Irea?"
"Yes." Elves, like Vulcans, don't lie unless the situation calls for it.
"You don't lie...so it is true." McCoy turned me around, and caressed my left ear tip with his lips. I gasped, the tips of my ears and my entire face turning a tinge of pink-ish neon green. Yes, I have light colored blood of both Vulcan type and Elven. I was created to be the ultimate weapon by the humans, on an Elven planet called Rorech. McCoy gently led me backwards until my back hit the wall. He smirked, and moved down to my lips. I smiled into the kiss, so he did love me back. He pulled away. "Lek al menak, Irealas."
"Lek al menak, Leonard Hiratio McCoy." I repeated.
(Note: Please do not steal my "I love you" in my Elven language or I will sue you. I am writing a book and this is in it. If I find someone using this before my book is published, I will, seriously, sue you. And DO NOT STEAL MY CHARACTER'S NAME!!!!) RachyDoodle, you have been named Rackel in my new BonesOC fanfiction I am going to write tomorrow! ^.^ Love ya!