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Forgotten Destiny

ch.1 Love guides you.

( )( )( )( )"I've givin' up on giving up slowly. I'm blending in so you won't know me."- Relient K( )( )( )( )

It happened again.

Bobby spent another night looking up at Loors' thatch ceiling. While Loor slept sounding on what appeared to a bed made of rough animal fur, across the room.

He had the dream.

The dream he wished that would always end before it's time. Bobby would dream of hair and skin everywhere, bodies entangled, tongues colieding, two people becoming one. He dreamed of making love to Courtney. His Courtney back home. Her fierce gray eyes and long brown hair that memerized him when the wind blew it in thin wisps around her perfect face. He was nearly 16 what else could he think about? His dream came every night tearing at his heart everytime he worked to get to that climax, that exstacy...but never reached it leaving him fully erect everytime, forcing him to do things to himself to make it surrender before Loor woke up. Each night he wished he could go home. He wished Uncle would come back and say it was all a joke or a dream. And make it all better.

He used his time alone to catch up on his journal. He wrote to Courtney and Mark of the tension between the Batu and Rokador on Zadaa, and the lack of water for the Batu people. He wrote that it'd gotten so bad between the two tribes that he, looking like a Rokador, couldn't accompany Loor anywhere.If Loor's neighbors disapproved of the fact that she held a Rokador in her house,they didn't show it, to her face at least.BUT there was never any sign of Saint Dane.

Bobby was so lonely.

( )( )( )( )"Any control I thought had, Just slips right though my hands, while my ever present conscious shakes it's head and repremends me." - Relientk( )( )( )( )

Mark and Courtney had recieved only a few journals since they'd last saw Bobby on Eelong. Mark felt guilty for distroying the Eelong flume. Now Spader and Gunny were trapped on Eelong for good and Kasha the traveler was dead. Mark was a wreck the next few weeks(It didn't help that Andy Mitchell was now popular with his Sci-Clop friends) even though Courtney tried to console him with Bobby's words.

"Either way we would've lost 3 travelers."

Since then Courtney had been trying to get her life back together. She ignored the fact that she didn't make volleyball and picked up running every morning before school. It helped take her mind off things. On day while running she toke the long route past the Mark's house and the empty lot where Bobby's house used to be. Actually she wanted to see the flume that inhabited the old mansion. Well this morning she slowed hoping that there was a slim chance she would see Bobby again. All her friends has boyfriends and they were sexually active, doing things and having experiences that Courtney wanted. But only with Bobby.Basically, Courtney was horny out her mind.

Courtney slowed to a stop when she noticed a faint tinkling of notes coming from behind the iron gates. She suddenly realized that she was in the wrong place! She had to get in there! What if it was her Bobby? She didn't stop to think "what if its Saint Dane?" She was only thinking about that sweet kiss she would share him that she hoped would lead to more, much more. She made a frantic dash up the wall and cleared it, easily landing in a crouch on the other side. She ran toward the house happily. She jumped down the steps two at a time and turned the corner to come face to face with...Spader?

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