Since I'm still waiting on my writer's block, here's chapter 1 of my 2 shot about Fara Phoenix. I read a really good story with her in it recently, and I decided I would do a story with her. One of them is much longer, and will be a true Rose Petals Sequel entitled something along the lines of: The Phoenix Returns.

FYI: NOT FARAxFOX! WELL IT'S SORTA HALF FxF. I COULDN'T WRITE A TRUE FxF FANFICTION, BECAUSE I'M KxF 4EVA GUY.

WARNING!: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD!!!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!

Enjoy!

Prologue: I'm Curious

Krystal and Fox lay panting beside each other on their bed in their bedroom on Great Fox III. They had just finished making love, and were snuggling under the covers together, letting the aftershocks of their heated passion dissipate. Both were sweaty, and each had satisfied the other in their special exertions. Krystal especially could feel how well she'd done, sensing her mate's amazement at her energy and stamina. She found it so cute, she giggled in spite of herself, and nestled into the space under Fox's arm, resting her head on his muscular shoulder.

Fox wrapped his arm around her shoulders and kissed the back of her damp blue hair. He was still breathing deeply and Krystal's ample chest heaved against his side as well, her hot breath tickling the fur on his chest. Outside the window, stars rolled past lazily as the sleek new Dreadnought glided through the endless void of space. They were something of a marvel. McCloud had flown so many dangerous missions in space, he rarely had time to stop and admire their beauty. They each had their own history, their own story to tell, and their own gifts to bring, sometimes with horrific results. Of course, not all of them were bad. The blue-furred goddess panting beside him now, was herself a gift from the stars. She had come to him from somewhere in that unknown frontier, five years after the destruction of her home planet, Cerinia. Luck had always been on his side, and it continued to stay faithful.

As they lay beside one another in the pale starlight, Krystal's head turned in the direction of her mate's face. She was feeling rather romantic at the moment, and decided to ask a question that had been on her mind recently. It was a bit embarrassing to ask, but it seemed the right time. Turning onto her stomach and propping herself up on her elbows, Krystal grinned friskily and began, "Fox?"

Fox who was watching her with a quiet interest grunted. "Hm?"

"Have you...ever been in love?"

The vulpine raised his eyebrows and snorted with laughter. "What?" Fox rubbed his wife's back affectionately. "If I hadn't, I don't think we'd be here now, would we?" he chuckled.

Krystal chuckled a little as well, and began again. "No, I meant, before me, were you ever in love with another girl?"

Fox chuckled at his wife's odd question, but shook his head. "No! Definitely not!"

A sly smile curved on Krystal's lips as she cocked her head to one side, staring doubtingly at her husband. "Not even close?"

Again Fox shook his head. "Not even close." he confirmed.

Krystal looked in the direction of a curl in his chest fur and placed a seemingly delicate finger in the middle of it, twirling it around thoughtfully. "You sure? Not even—with one of your old girlfriends?"

Fox narrowed his eyes playfully at the nosey vixen, a smirk touching his muzzle. "If you're referring to Fara, Miyu, or Fay, they were not my girlfriends."

Krystal hummed tunelessly, her gaze fixed on her finger which was still attacking the curling tuft on Fox's chest. "That's not what I heard."

Fox rolled his eyes at Krystal's childish suspicions. "Who have you been talking to?" he asked, his ears prepared. "Was it, Falco? Slippy? What about Peppy? Was it one of them?"

Krystal shook her head, still intent on his fur. "Nope. ROB. He just happened to mention some names I hadn't heard before, and I looked them up in the personnel files." Krystal's tail swayed lazily, curling in undulating waves in the air. Abandoning her assault on the lone curl, she returned her gaze back to Fox. "I noticed they were each attractive females and I thought–."

"Krystal." Fox said glowering at her disbelievingly. "Don't lie to me. Who was it really?"

The vixen dropped her gaze and folded her hands. "Falco." she admitted grinning. "He and Slippy were comparing me to other girls you've dated in the past." She gave him a devilish look. "I gave them a serious talking to, believe me." Fox grunted in amusement as he imagined Krystal scolding the two more juvenile members of Star Fox for their rate-the-date competition. "But I've never really heard much about those three. I've seen their names, faces, and records in the Star Fox personnel files, but other than that..." Krystal's voice trailed off and she threw up her hands with a slight jerk of the head.

Fox rolled his eyes and looked at Krystal with the air of a father explaining a simple subject. "Well, despite what Falco said, none of those girls were my girlfriends." Krystal listened with interest as he continued. "I mean, we may have gone to a school dance together sometime, but other than that, we were just friends."

Krystal mulled over what he'd said, but pursued the subject further. "If you were just friends, than why did you invite them to be on Star Fox?"

"They were all exceptional pilots," Fox explained to the curious vixen. "They were top ten in the class, and were my friends to boot. Fay was about the same skill level as Slippy, and she was like a mixture of Katt's personality and his. She was easily excited, enthusiastic, and very optimistic. Her over eagerness always was always getting her into trouble on training runs, I can't tell you how many times that girl was on the COM, asking for help! She got better over time though, though she never really calmed down." Fox smiled remembering the poodle/collie mix. He turned his eyes on Krystal, smirking. "Now does she sound like my type at all?"

Krystal chuckled and shook her head. "No. I don't think so."

Fox went on. "Miyu was a tomboy who flew better than Fay, but was a bit of a cocky, hotshot who was always competing with Falco for ace pilot's billing, though her real skill was hand-to-hand combat. She was way protective of Fay, who was her best friend, despite the major personality difference. They worked well together."

"What happened to them?" Krystal asked curiously. "I know they left the team, but why?"

Fox shrugged. "They got tired of watching Andross' forces take over the Lylat system. We had been running small ops against enemy bases, but that wasn't enough for them. They wanted to take the fight straight to him and end things quickly. I tried to tell them the team wasn't ready, but they just wouldn't listen. They left with two of our Arwings, and we haven't heard anything from them since."

Krystal sympathized with two girls plight, nodding sadly. "And Fara?"

Fox's face tensed a little at the mention of the name. He took a deep breath and began. "She...was the daughter of a tycoon. She grew up in luxury, but always wanted to prove to everyone that she was tough enough to be a pilot. Fara was one of the first friends I made at the Academy." Fox stared out the window, almost seeing the pretty face of Fara. "We were pretty close, so I can understand why some people might have thought we were an item. We went to the school dance together a couple of years too."

Fox's eyes became misted with something Krystal was having a hard time identifying. It almost felt like guilt to her, and she put a blue-furred hand on her husband's cheek. "What's wrong, Fox?"

Fox looked at Krystal with a strange gleam in his eyes. "It's nothing. Fara was really nice. She was there for me after my dad died." Fox blinked away the bad feelings and continued in a slightly more brisk voice. "I didn't go to back to Academy for a few weeks, and Fara came by everyday. Sometimes, she'd even skip school so she could stay with me." Fox sighed and continued. "When I decided to drop out of the Academy to reform Star Fox, Fara was one of my first choices for teammates. Her skills were third in the class, under Falco and me, and she was kind and gentle, though she could be very rough when she wanted to be. She could fly circles around everyone but me and Falco, and she was my friend. I asked her to join and she did with no hesitation."

While Fox was talking Krystal had been redressing herself, and was now perched on the bed dressed in her regular night attire of a white tank-top and flannel pajama bottoms. "But if you two were so close," she asked confused. "How come she left the team?"

Fox didn't answer for a moment. The subject was clearly painful for Fox to talk about, and held some great personnel shame for him. He knew he had to answer her question though. "I don't remember," Fox lied, turning away from his mate. Krystal crawled across the mattress and took his head in her hands. Pointing his muzzle towards her, Krystal gave him and inquiring look.

"Fox? What happened?" she pleaded. "You can tell me! I'm your wife! I'm not here to judge you, I love you! I'm just trying to understand!"

Krystal hugged Fox as she said it and pulled back to look enquiringly at her husband for a response. Fox looked at her sadly. "The only person I've ever told is Peppy." he said quietly, hanging his head in shame.

"Don't you trust me, Fox?" Krystal asked despairingly.

"Of course I do!" Fox said taking his wife's hands in his. "I'm just...I'm not proud of what I did!" he stammered.

Krystal was terribly confused. "What did you do, Fox?" she pried. "Did she leave the team because of you? Did you ask her to leave?"

"No," Fox replied stonily. "I didn't ask her to leave. But she did leave because of me."

Krystal's mouth dropped open slightly and she clasped Fox's hand's tighter. "What happened?" She repeated.

Fox took a deep breath and said. "It would take too long to explain it to you. I'll just show you." Gesturing for Krystal to come closer he bent his forehead towards her. Sensing that he wanted to enter an MMG state, Krystal straddled his lap and put her hands on either side of Fox's head.

"Try to bring the memory to the surface," she instructed Fox. When he signaled that he'd brought the memory to the front of his mind, Krystal asked, "Are you ready, Fox?" Her mate nodded slightly and Krystal focused her mind, bringing their foreheads together. In no time, she had established an MMG, and Fox and her walked hand in hand into the light of memory before them. They emerged onto a bleak, dusty, desert landscape on a cool evening. The planet was Papetoon, and before them stood part of yesterday's Star Fox Team. Fox McCloud, Falco Lombardi, and Fara Phoenix.

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Chapter 1: A Rough Night for Fara Phoenix

Fox breathed in the cool evening air as he climbed out of his Arwing. The sun was setting over the harsh environment of the planet Papetoon. He and his teammates, Falco Lombardi and Fara Phoenix, had been flying formation drills in the skies of his barren homeworld. Fox had never considered Papetoon as his homeworld though. He had been born here, yes, but he had grown up on Corneria, and that was where his life was. He felt restless on this nearly barren rock, training a rag-tag band of students to work together as a mercenary team.

The other members of his team were on Corneria now. Fox had recently turned 18, and Peppy and Slippy had gone to retrieve the items that had once belonged to his father and were now his. Weapons, supplies, military equipment, ammunition, all the things in a government warehouse that had belonged to the Late Great James McCloud. Top of the list of course, was the Dreadnought-class mothership his father had commissioned years ago. The ship was designed to hold a squadron of Arwing fighters, as well as any tanks or other vehicles the team might need on a mission. Fox had only ever seen the blueprints, but even they foretold of the ships power. Two powerful laser canons dominated the front of the massive ship, able to slice through any Venom ship. The ship also sported a item transmission system, which meant the ship would be able to send helpful supplies like nova bombs, or repair robots to replace broken wings and the like during battle. It was a bit helpless from the sides and rear, but Fox felt confident his team could handle the protection of the carrier.

Fara and Falco, the only other members of Star Fox planet side, were huddled next to a small shield generator. This was a necessary precaution to make sure the advanced starfighters, and the team's livelihood, were not stolen by shady delinquents looking for a joy ride. Peering over his avian teammate's shoulder, Fox asked, "Problems?"

Falco grunted in response. "Yeah, fractured emitter, I think. Hold on though, I'm patchin' it up." True to his word, there was a high pitched zap, and the dome like shield flickered into being above the 3 Arwings. Falco grinned and stood up, turning to face his friend. "We better have Slippy take a look at this when he gets back. I don't think the patch will hold longer than over night."

Fox waved his suggestion away. "No, it's okay. When Slippy and Peppy come back, we won't be needing this piece of junk anymore, remember?"

Falco slapped his forehead in remembrance. "Oh, dang that's right! I keep forgetting!" Falco looked around at his surroundings. "I can't believe we're leaving this rock for a kick ass battle carrier. This is gonna be awesome!"

Fox exchanged a look with Fara. They were both still adjusting to the fact that they would soon be exchanging these dusty surroundings and inadequate equipment for a military grade ship stockpiled with arms and ammunition. It would be quite a change from what they were used to. Fara gave Fox a wide smile and fixed him with her deep green eyes. The light from Papetoon's setting sun was catching her sandy-colored fur in a spectacular way, accenting perfectly the understated beauty of his friend.

Fara giggled a little as he stared at her. "What are you staring at?" she asked amused.

Fox blinked and shook his head slightly in order to clear away the weird sensations swirling around his head. "Oh, uh, nothing. It's just, you looked really spectacular just now!"

Fara giggled bashfully. She walked over to Fox and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "Thank you, Fox. I'm flattered."

Fox gave her a sheepish grin. "Anytime."

Falco made a gagging noise, turning away in disgust. "Aw, get a room!" he squawked at Fox and Fara. "I don't know why you two just don't hook up and leave the rest of us the hell alone! This cat and mouse thing is really bugging me!" Falco began walking into the long tunnel into Star Fox's temporary hideout, his voice beginning to fade into echoes.

Fox looked at the blushing vixen apologetically. "Sorry about that, Fara. You know how Falco is, he just can't stand 2 people of the opposite sex being close friends without sex being a factor."

Fara smiled at Fox and patted him on the shoulder as she walked down into tunnel after her blue feathered teammate. "It's alright, Fox. You don't have to explain Falco to me. I do know how he gets, and it's best to just ignore it. Come on, it's getting dark, and we have a big day tomorrow!"

Fox nodded. "Right." With that the two vulpine began their decent into the hole in the earth they called home. It was reminiscent of the boroughs primitive fox's had used as shelter for their families, and was appropriately named, The Fox's Den. It really wasn't more than a system of tunnels spread out under a gnarled old tree, the same as any resident of Papetoon. It had 7 rooms in all, one for each member of the fledgling team, two now unoccupied since Fay and Miyu's departure. It was lit by a string of mining lamps, strung up on the tunnel sides, and cast a warm glow over the rich red dirt.

Fara and Fox could hear Falco's ranting about their annoying behavior, echoing out from the tunnel that led to his room. The two Fox's parted ways with a slight wave, turning to opposite sides of the tunnels to return to their separate rooms. Fox pushed the curtain in front of his nose aside, Fox entered his room. It was very sparsely furnished with the bare necessities: a bed, dresser, bathroom, and a desk where he worked on bills, and other financial agreements concerning the team.

On the dresser were several pictures of him and his parents, and he stopped to look at them briefly. He scanned the smiling faces of yesterday, sighing and longing for their return. His father and mother both dead, all Fox had now was his friends. Vixy McCloud, Fox's mother beamed up out of a photo at her unseen son's face. She had been a sandy colored fennec fox, with startlingly green eyes, and Fara resembled her very closely. A soft tear rolled down Fox's cheek as he thought of her. She had died when he was very little, his father had never said why or how. Though Fox had no memory of his mother, he still missed her explicitly.

Putting down the frame and wiping his eyes with his hand, Fox plopped down onto the bedspread, closing his eyes and lacing his fingers behind his head. He'd needed to get some sleep. He wanted to be well rested when Peppy and Slippy returned, and that could be anytime from tomorrow morning, to late that night.

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There's some sexual content in this next part so be careful. Btw, I've never been a fan of Fara's hideous jumpsuit, so that's why I gave her regular pants and a shirt and all that.

Hope you've enjoyed it so far. Fara fans may want to avert their eyes. FxK fo-eva!

P.S. Thank you Fairly Odd Parents for the awesome comparison!

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Fara let out a soft moan as she dug her fingers into the soft fur around her clit. She had to be careful of course. After all, there was only a tattered red curtain separating her private chambers from the rest of the team's hideout, and the slightest sound could echo out into the main tunnel. The sand-colored fennec bit her lip to stifle another squeak of pleasure as she continued to touch herself. Her free hand reached up under her purple t-shirt to cup a perky breast, releasing it from her bra and fingering her erect nipple.

She didn't normally do this sort of thing, but at the moment the girl needed a release. The pent up emotions were burning inside her chest, and it was becoming difficult to restrain herself from jumping the gorgeous hunk of a vulpine that was her team leader. Fara knew that she loved him. She had loved him ever since she'd first known him, and that love burned with a passion rivaling the white hot intensity of a thousand suns.

He was everything she'd ever hoped for, or could ever hope for. He was smart, handsome, funny (when he wanted to be), and he had the potential to be a real romantic guy. His body was herculean, and he was the best pilot Fara had ever seen. Fox had the power to make her quiver all over. One look into his emerald-green eyes, and her heart would just melt. How she longed to be enclosed forever in his embrace, letting him know how much she loved him. She wanted him, body and soul, heart and mind. She wanted to feel his weight on top of her, wanted to feel his touch, his kiss, his mass inside of her. And she wanted to give him what he no longer had: a family. Fara thought continuously about their future, the family she wanted to have with him. She could imagine a small house on Corneria, a large yard full of soft green grass, with an oak tree with a swing hanging from its branches. She imagined Fox, rolling around in the grass with at least three kits pouncing on his laughing body, while she looked on with pride and love, cradling an infant in her warm arms. They would want for money, Star Fox's pay at the end of the war would be substantial enough to make them for life, and even if it didn't, her father would be only too happy to assist them.

She was sure her feelings were reciprocated. How could they not be? She and Fox had been close for years! They had gone to school together, dances, and she had been there for him when his father had died three years ago. When he had decided to drop out of the Academy and reform Star Fox, she had supported his decision, and offered her own services. She hated Andross as much as Fox did, and she didn't want to stand by and do nothing. Maybe, she'd thought, it would give them a chance to jumpstart a relationship, living together and all.

And so it had began, 3 long years of intensive training under Peppy Hare, Star Fox's veteran pilot, who had taught them every trick he knew. She had flown along side Fox, running small missions against Venom's rapidly expanding military power, giving it her all and trying to show off her skills to her team leader. She wanted so much to tell him how she felt, but had been afraid to all this time. She only had the quiet moments when Fox saw fit to confide in her, or these heated moments when she was alone, imagining what it would be like to know Fox on a slightly more intimate level.

Fara began to perspire as the pleasure she was giving herself increased. The sandy-furred vixen slipped two fingers between her slimy lower lips, working them around, in, and out while massaging her clit with the back of her palm. Her other hand switched its attentions to the opposite breast, kneading the flesh of it between her fingers. Another small panting sigh escaped her lips as Fara brushed a spongy spot inside her. Retracing the motion she found it again and began pressing her fingers around the area, tickling it gingerly. Her pleasure began escalating at an incredible pace, and she drew in a sharp breath, eyes opening wide, pupils dilated. She held it withing her for several seconds before letting out a short, high pitched moan. She stopped momentarily to make sure no one had heard her, and were coming to investigate.

Once she was satisfied that no one had noticed, Fara began her motions again picking up where she'd left off. As her ministrations were going on, the vixen's eyes were tight closed, seeing the scene through her mind's eye. Instead of being alone in her room on Papetoon, she was in the little cottage on Corneria. Tonight, the house was quiet and empty, except for the sounds of the two lover fox's making love on the bedroom's queen sized bed. Fox's hand was cupping her breast, running his rough tongue over her's in a passionate kiss. One of his large hands clutched her breast, while the other ran through her short hair, fondling her oversized ears, which were pulled back in enjoyment. Fara's tail was glued to Fox's rear underside, the sandy fur rubbing against his balls and the underside of his tail as their genitalia collided over and over in a sacred, passionate ritual. She could feel him thrusting in and out, knowing exactly where to go and what to do to heighten his mate's pleasure, and make her scream in ecstacy. She herself was no slouch, as Fox had already peeked three times. She was amazed that even after 3 orgasms he still had the stamina to keep going, giving her pleasure top priority.

With each new thrust, she could hear him whispering in her ear, "I love you!" Oh, how she loved hearing those words!

She whispered back in a passionate response, "I love you too, Fox!" She wrapped her hands around Fox's ass, pulling him deeper inside her, wanting to merge with him completely, to become one entity. Fara could feel herself finally reaching glorious fruition! She began thrusting into Fox as well, trying to give him one last release before finishing. Fox seemed to respond because his thrusts increased in speed. He wrapped his arm around her waist, lifting her slightly off the bed. With a deep throated moan he screamed her name as a fourth orgasm rocked his body. "Fara!!!"

Fara threw her legs straight up in the air, arching her back as her own orgasm rocked her body.

"Fox!!!!!!!" she screamed in ecstasy.

Fara's eyes opened wide. Scanning her surroundings, she realized she was still in bed, the remnants of her deep throated moan still echoing off the hollow walls of the hideout. Her orgasm lasted another 12 seconds then faded into blissful nothingness. Fara relaxed against her pillow, arms bent, positioned on either side of her head, curled into half fists. Her fingers were coated with her cum, and she could feel the warm, sticky gusher of her passion fruit juices soaking through her underwear and shorts. Her eyes were half closed in a blissful, post jack-off aftershock. What a daydream!

Fara's long ears twitched as she heard a small commotion from somewhere in the hideout. There was the sound of 2 pairs of running feet, echoing closer to her room. Both Fox and Falco's voices called her name. It took the sated fennec a few seconds to process the meaning of what she was hearing, but when she did, her eyes widened in horror. Her passionate moaning had attracted her teammate's attention!

"Oh, shit!" she hissed, zipping up her combat shorts and pulling her purple T-shirt back down over her exposed tummy. She slipped under the covers just in time as Falco burst through the curtain door, followed closely by Fox. Both men were panting heavily.

Falco scanned the room, pistol raised, searching ever corner with his keen avian eyesight. Fox rushed to Fara's bedside and took her hand, looking into her eyes with concern. "Fara what's wrong? Are you all right?"

"F-Fox I...I'm sorry, I just...I had a bad dream!" She stammered trying to find and excuse for her sudden scream.

Fara was blushing like crazy, and her eyes were full of fear. Falco gave the sandy-furred vixen an incredulous look, his beak hanging open with disbelief. "You mean we rushed in here for nothing?!" The outraged avian holstered his blaster pistol and glared in disbelief. "You had a bad dream?! That's it?!"

Fara quelled under Falco's wrath, cowering behind her blanket. "Sorry! I-I didn't mean to...!" She hung her head in shame and Fox put a hand around her shoulder.

"Falco! Go easy will you! She probably didn't mean to scream! It was an accident..." Fox frowned at his hand, feeling a sticky residue coating his fingers. "What's this?" he said, wiggling his fingers as the goo trickled down over his hand.

Fara's face took on a horrified look. She felt like she might start crying from embarrassment! If this were under other circumstances, and Falco wasn't in the room with them, she might have finally been able to work up the courage to tell Fox how she felt. But this was just too much!

Falco glare turned into a frown as his gaze shifted to Fara's bed. "I don't know, but it's all over the bed too!" Everyone's gaze turned towards where Falco was pointing. Sure enough, a dark spot had formed on the sheets covering Fara's lower body. Fara let out a horrified moan, much different from the ones she'd made previously, and looked back and fort at Falco and Fox.

Panicking she stammered to find another excuse. "I-I-uh, well–you see, I can explain, I–!" Finding no other solution the frantic fennec blurted out, "I wet the bed!"

Fox and Falco each gave her the same wide-eyed, gaping look. Flattening her ears as far back as they would go, Fara turned and buried her head in her pillow, sobbing uncontrollably.

Her two teammates exchanged glances and Fox sighed heavily. He put one arm around the sobbing vixen's shoulders and gave her a comforting embrace, letting her sob into his shoulder. As Fara cried on his shoulder, Fox gave Falco a pointed stare. Falco got the message, and walked out of the room quietly, muttering something unintelligible under his breath.

The two vulpine pilots stayed that way for several minutes, Fara crying out her embarrassment on Fox's shoulder. When at last the tears subsided, she pulled away and just sat quivering next to him on the bed. After another minute or so of silence, Fox got up and walked to her dresser. He opened up the top two drawers, removing a pair of clean purple panties and bra. Laying them on top, he shut the drawers, and opened the next two down, this time removing a pair of white ankle socks. He then shut the drawers and opened the next one down, removing a pair of her pajamas. He placed them on top of the pile and closed the drawer, walking into the room's bathroom and laying them down on the sink. He returned to Fara's side and gently eased her onto her feet, guiding her towards the bathroom. "Fara, it's okay." he assured her. "Things like this happen, even to adults!" As they entered the bathroom, Fox spun her around and lifted her chin to face him. "You shouldn't feel bad about this. Your body had a natural reaction to fear, that's all!"

Fara just looked at him ashamedly. "Thanks Fox." She sighed, giving him an thankful stare. "But—"

"Hey, hey!" Fox cut her off mid-thought. "No "buts!" We're going to forget about what happened! That's an order! It was an accident! Nothing to be embarrassed about!" He fixed her with a mock serious stare. "Am I clear, Phoenix?"

Fara chuckled in spite of herself, her mood brightening at Fox's light heartedness. "Yes, sir!"

Fox grinned, happy that she was starting to shrug it off. "Okay. Now, go get showered and changed. I'll wait out here, and you can use one of the empty rooms for the night." Fox went and sat down on the very edge of the bed, smiling placidly.

Fara gave him a thankful grin. "Okay. I'll just be a minute." Fara began pulling the curtain that led to the bathroom, but stopped to look back at Fox. "And Fox,"

"Hm?"

"Thanks." Fara smiled.

Fox nodded and smiled too. "Anytime."

Fara pulled the curtain closed and began to strip down, turning the hot water nozzle as she did so. A steady stream of cold water began flowing into the concrete drain, quickly beginning to steam. Fara tested the water with her hand, made a slight adjustment, and stepped beneath the steady torrent, letting the liquid cleanse her fur of the unwanted substance. She pulled the second curtain in front of the shower and began rubbing shampoo into her fur from a large blue container. As she cleaned herself she thought about Fox's kind understanding to her embarrassing situation. If that wasn't a confirmation of her wildest hopes and desires, what was? Fox was in love with her, she was sure of it! She let out a happy sigh and began to hum the love song from Cinderella, one of her favorite movies as a kit. She danced a little under the water in a happy waltz, imaging herself as the lovely princess, and Fox as Prince Charming. Her heart was blooming with love, and she made up her mind then and there. By tomorrow evening, she would confess her feelings to Fox, and get her own happily ever after! Just wait, Fox! She sang joyfully in her head. Tomorrow will be the start of the rest of our lives!

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I hope you've enjoyed this first part of my 2-shot! Fara's getting kinda excited isn't she? But what is Fox thinking? Tune in later and find out! To those who didn't enjoy my description of Fara's "private time" I apologize, I couldn't resist!

Anyway moving on. I need your help dear readers. I have posted a poll on my profile asking for an opinion on Dark Mirror. I am having difficulty writing about Krystal/Kursed "date" with my OC, Regi Teera. I am considering cutting it. If you want to see that date, PLEASE visit my profile and vote No in my poll. I need your help! I've already started writing the 7th chapter! (Which btw will be 10 times more interesting) So please visit my profile! VOTE!

Special Thanks to: Kit Karamak and his story: SIMILAR PATHS TAKEN, for introducing me to Fara Phoenix, Fay, and Miyu.

Also to: ninjafoxshadow for introducing me to Kit Karamak's stories!

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