HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! FOR 3 DAYS AGO...
OOOOOOOOOOKAY... this one is a little weird. It's basically centred on Mariah being pregnant. Strange, I seem to have an obsession with doing that to her. Just had the urge to write it. This is the prologue but ya know... if ya like I'll continue. **sigh** I have WAY too many fics to continue. I plan to do Little Kenny and Revealed Passion soon, and then Future Hope and Ties. But it all depends on what I feel inspired to do... I don't own Beyblade. And I want What The? to come onto Rove Live so I can go to bed. And whoever you are, stop telling me to use the original Japanese names. I like the dub names
THEN AGAIN, MAYBE I WON'T... (AN: The title is already off the topic!)
(Prologue)
It had been 10 years since the downfall of Voltaire and The White Tigers and Ray have returned to their village. The undeniable and underlying sexual tension between Mariah and Ray was yet to die, and everyone, inclusive of Mariah seemed to realise it. Everyone, that is, except Ray. He still seemed to be ignorant of the fact, and it made Mariah's heart ache just thinking that he was trying to ignore her feelings. He was just wrapped up in his own confused little world; he barely even seemed to care anymore.
Or so Mariah had thought, until one night changed everything.
~*~Sort of a flashback...~*~
Mariah sat on the bank of the river that ran through the middle of their hometown, her pink hair blowing gently in the warm breeze. It was a humid night, and the air was as thick and warm as milk, the moisture making her t- shirt cling to her skin slightly. She usually came to this place when she was pissed off or upset, but tonight she felt strangely content, as though she was on some sort of natural high. Even though most of their childhood friends had left their small village, becoming addicted and having lost themselves to the drug of the city lights, she, Lee her older brother, Gary, Kevin and Ray had remained. Maybe it was because they were the only ones that had really travelled out of their village before, and having found out that the big city wasn't as crash-hot as it seemed, they had decided to stay and ensure the future generations of their village.
And she was the only girl. The Elders of the village expected her to get married, have children and hopefully those children would be MALE, to stick to the old and traditional ways, but the question was, with just who exactly? The bloodline between her and Lee was too close to have children; Kevin was still a head shorter than she was (she'd grown tall, much to the disgust of the Elders who still favoured small women) and I'm sorry, but Gary was out of the question. That left Ray.
What about Ray? She herself still liked him, but honestly she didn't think he knew if he was Arthur or Martha. Well, he knew he wasn't the latter, but he just seemed so distant and confused lately. Frankly she wouldn't have been shocked if he left the village again...
Mariah stood up and stretched, her butt had gone numb, damn it. She stretched slightly and yawned, stifling most of the sound with her left palm. It must have been close to midnight, she was so tired. But she found herself sitting down again.
'What am I waiting for exactly?' she asked herself, her eyes widening with uncertainty at her own question. It was actually a good question, she didn't really know. Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out into the humid night air that shocked her.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
Mariah felt her head swivel around on her shoulders slowly, and she came face to face with Ray. And right now, Ray looked completely drool-worthy. His shirt was tight over his chest, his raven hair trembling slightly in the breeze, his golden eyes warm and inviting. Overall: very sexy. Mariah could almost hear the two sides of her brain arguing.
'Hey, when is he not sexy?' said the left side of her brain.
'Shut up! I'm trying to control natural urges here.' Retaliated the right side.
'Why bother?'
'I told you to shut up!'
'You'll be sorry...'
"Earth to Mariah?" asked Ray, smiling and walking over to her, sitting down next to her, smiling devilishly. God damn him for being so good looking.
"Err... yes?"
"What are you doing out here by yourself at this time of night?"
"Just thinking about the sort of stuff that might happen to me, being the only young woman left in the village. I know what the Elders expect me to do..." she looked up at Ray momentarily and blushed, "But I don't know... sorry I don't even feel comfortable discussing this with a guy."
Mariah felt Ray shift besides her, and felt his rough hand being placed on top on her own smooth one. She heard her own sharp intake of breath as his hand slid gently up the side of her body and finally rested on her cheek.
"You shouldn't be shy around me, Mariah..." he said slowly, his eyes shining with an emotion Mariah didn't recognise. He looked so serious and it shocked her to see him looking at her in that way. It made her feel so strange...
She stood up abruptly, making Ray flinch away from her, wondering what he'd done to freak her out. (AN: Oh, I wonder Romeo...)
"I must go now, it's getting late. Goodbye, Ray..." stuttered Mariah before turning to leave. Ray reached out and grabbed her wrist, and she tripped on the steep ground and crashed into Ray, causing them both to roll down the steep embankment, until the pair was suddenly halted by Mariah's back crashing into a tree. She moaned in pain, before opening her eyes and glaring at Ray.
"Why the Hell did you do that? I nearly broke my spine breaking your fall just then," she snapped, before pushing him away roughly, standing up and leaning back against the tree. Ray simply sat down and stared into her eyes, and they could both feel the uncomfortable silence growing.
"So..." Mariah started and then paused, trying to decide where to go from there, "...you know why I'm here now tell me what you were doing spying on me." She said this without even facing him.
"How badly do you want to know?" Ray replied, a devilish smile appearing on his face, his eyes regaining their normal cheeky shine.
Mariah took a single deep breath, closed her eyes and turned to look at him.
"What did you say?"
Ray stood up slowly, never breaking eye contact with the woman in front of him. He then walked the short distance over to her and forced her back against the tree, his chest pressed strongly against hers, her back pressed against the tree. He could feel her heart rate quicken and she gasped slightly, she felt her own eyes widening. He laughed softly his warm breath on her neck.
"How badly do you want to know, Mari?" he whispered in her ear.
"Tell me."
"No. Why should I?"
"You're really starting to freak me out, Ray."
"Come back to my place..." Mariah considered his offer, seeing nothing wrong with it. She wasn't stupid; she wouldn't let him attempt to do anything like THAT to her. He knew she was able to defend herself.
'I told you didn't I? Don't chicken out now- this is your big chance to make the Elders proud and get what you want at the same time,' the left side of her brain said.
'Oh what the Hell! Just go for it girl! What have you got to lose? You still like him and he's sown that he likes you to so just jump!" said the right side of her brain. Mariah agreed- what did she have to lose? She was going to end up married and pregnant whichever way she went. So she might as well go for the lesser of three evils. And to add to the fact, she still loved Ray. So she took her own advice and decided to take the risk. She pulled away from Ray and smiled at him flirtatiously.
"Sure... why not. I'll just go home to get 'ready'..." Mariah mused, running her long, slender index finger down Ray's spine. He shivered and watched her walk up the bank of the river, sending him one last smirk before she disappeared around a corner.
"Hoo boy..." said Ray, taking a single, deep breath to try and calm himself down. He walked back to his own house very slowly to wait for Mariah there. He sat on his couch near the door, tensed, trying to watch TV, which happened to be some erotic pornographic thing, which really didn't calm him down- he thought his pants were going to explode. He heard a knock on the door and he sighed and got up to answer it. It was Mariah all right. She was wearing a tight pink halter-top, which didn't leave much to the imagination, a short black miniskirt, fishnet stocking and knee-high boots. (AN: Sounds like what I wore to my school dance last year! O_O)
"Hi Ray."
Ray had completely lost his cool. He felt the blush in his cheeks rising and other parts of his body rising too.
"Hey, Mariah."
"Look, I'm not an idiot. I know why I'm here. But I have to ask you, do you actually love me, or just see me as a piece of ass, eh?"
Ray knew the answer to that question; he'd loved Mariah since he was a kid, before he'd known what love was.
"You know I love you, Mariah, nothing could ever change that." And he walked over to her and kissed her gently. Mariah broke the kiss and smirked.
"Call that a kiss?" she whispered in his ear, before launching herself at him, wrapping her legs securely around his waist and kissing him deeply. Ray had his hands entangled in her hair, and he moved them downwards to rest on her butt. However after a few more minutes of tongue wrestling, he found his hands travelling upwards again, fiddling with the knot holding her top together. When he finished undoing it he let the cloth drop to the floor and he admired her upper body. He saw her richly tanned skin contrasting starkly with the white skin of her breasts.
He smiled and continued kissing her, but soon she broke the kiss and gasped for air, smiling at him.
"Are we going to get anywhere? Or am I just wasting my time? Kiddie rides have excited me more in the past."
"Well let's take this upstairs to let's say... the bedroom," he smirked. She nodded and he held onto her waist tightly and ran up the stairs, tripping once on the way, but once Ray had finished finding his feet again they got there. When they arrived, he threw Mariah onto the bed and she squealed a bit when he jumped on top of her, too. He leaned down to nip her left ear.
"Gentle?"
He switched to her right ear.
"Or rough?"
She kissed him gently on the lips and smiled.
"Rough."
~*~*~
O_O!!!!!!!! I'll put this under PG-13 but tell me whether it should change. I don't want to get into trouble. Review! I continue quicker if I get more reviews... remember this is the prologue only...
OOOOOOOOOOKAY... this one is a little weird. It's basically centred on Mariah being pregnant. Strange, I seem to have an obsession with doing that to her. Just had the urge to write it. This is the prologue but ya know... if ya like I'll continue. **sigh** I have WAY too many fics to continue. I plan to do Little Kenny and Revealed Passion soon, and then Future Hope and Ties. But it all depends on what I feel inspired to do... I don't own Beyblade. And I want What The? to come onto Rove Live so I can go to bed. And whoever you are, stop telling me to use the original Japanese names. I like the dub names
THEN AGAIN, MAYBE I WON'T... (AN: The title is already off the topic!)
(Prologue)
It had been 10 years since the downfall of Voltaire and The White Tigers and Ray have returned to their village. The undeniable and underlying sexual tension between Mariah and Ray was yet to die, and everyone, inclusive of Mariah seemed to realise it. Everyone, that is, except Ray. He still seemed to be ignorant of the fact, and it made Mariah's heart ache just thinking that he was trying to ignore her feelings. He was just wrapped up in his own confused little world; he barely even seemed to care anymore.
Or so Mariah had thought, until one night changed everything.
~*~Sort of a flashback...~*~
Mariah sat on the bank of the river that ran through the middle of their hometown, her pink hair blowing gently in the warm breeze. It was a humid night, and the air was as thick and warm as milk, the moisture making her t- shirt cling to her skin slightly. She usually came to this place when she was pissed off or upset, but tonight she felt strangely content, as though she was on some sort of natural high. Even though most of their childhood friends had left their small village, becoming addicted and having lost themselves to the drug of the city lights, she, Lee her older brother, Gary, Kevin and Ray had remained. Maybe it was because they were the only ones that had really travelled out of their village before, and having found out that the big city wasn't as crash-hot as it seemed, they had decided to stay and ensure the future generations of their village.
And she was the only girl. The Elders of the village expected her to get married, have children and hopefully those children would be MALE, to stick to the old and traditional ways, but the question was, with just who exactly? The bloodline between her and Lee was too close to have children; Kevin was still a head shorter than she was (she'd grown tall, much to the disgust of the Elders who still favoured small women) and I'm sorry, but Gary was out of the question. That left Ray.
What about Ray? She herself still liked him, but honestly she didn't think he knew if he was Arthur or Martha. Well, he knew he wasn't the latter, but he just seemed so distant and confused lately. Frankly she wouldn't have been shocked if he left the village again...
Mariah stood up and stretched, her butt had gone numb, damn it. She stretched slightly and yawned, stifling most of the sound with her left palm. It must have been close to midnight, she was so tired. But she found herself sitting down again.
'What am I waiting for exactly?' she asked herself, her eyes widening with uncertainty at her own question. It was actually a good question, she didn't really know. Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out into the humid night air that shocked her.
"Penny for your thoughts?"
Mariah felt her head swivel around on her shoulders slowly, and she came face to face with Ray. And right now, Ray looked completely drool-worthy. His shirt was tight over his chest, his raven hair trembling slightly in the breeze, his golden eyes warm and inviting. Overall: very sexy. Mariah could almost hear the two sides of her brain arguing.
'Hey, when is he not sexy?' said the left side of her brain.
'Shut up! I'm trying to control natural urges here.' Retaliated the right side.
'Why bother?'
'I told you to shut up!'
'You'll be sorry...'
"Earth to Mariah?" asked Ray, smiling and walking over to her, sitting down next to her, smiling devilishly. God damn him for being so good looking.
"Err... yes?"
"What are you doing out here by yourself at this time of night?"
"Just thinking about the sort of stuff that might happen to me, being the only young woman left in the village. I know what the Elders expect me to do..." she looked up at Ray momentarily and blushed, "But I don't know... sorry I don't even feel comfortable discussing this with a guy."
Mariah felt Ray shift besides her, and felt his rough hand being placed on top on her own smooth one. She heard her own sharp intake of breath as his hand slid gently up the side of her body and finally rested on her cheek.
"You shouldn't be shy around me, Mariah..." he said slowly, his eyes shining with an emotion Mariah didn't recognise. He looked so serious and it shocked her to see him looking at her in that way. It made her feel so strange...
She stood up abruptly, making Ray flinch away from her, wondering what he'd done to freak her out. (AN: Oh, I wonder Romeo...)
"I must go now, it's getting late. Goodbye, Ray..." stuttered Mariah before turning to leave. Ray reached out and grabbed her wrist, and she tripped on the steep ground and crashed into Ray, causing them both to roll down the steep embankment, until the pair was suddenly halted by Mariah's back crashing into a tree. She moaned in pain, before opening her eyes and glaring at Ray.
"Why the Hell did you do that? I nearly broke my spine breaking your fall just then," she snapped, before pushing him away roughly, standing up and leaning back against the tree. Ray simply sat down and stared into her eyes, and they could both feel the uncomfortable silence growing.
"So..." Mariah started and then paused, trying to decide where to go from there, "...you know why I'm here now tell me what you were doing spying on me." She said this without even facing him.
"How badly do you want to know?" Ray replied, a devilish smile appearing on his face, his eyes regaining their normal cheeky shine.
Mariah took a single deep breath, closed her eyes and turned to look at him.
"What did you say?"
Ray stood up slowly, never breaking eye contact with the woman in front of him. He then walked the short distance over to her and forced her back against the tree, his chest pressed strongly against hers, her back pressed against the tree. He could feel her heart rate quicken and she gasped slightly, she felt her own eyes widening. He laughed softly his warm breath on her neck.
"How badly do you want to know, Mari?" he whispered in her ear.
"Tell me."
"No. Why should I?"
"You're really starting to freak me out, Ray."
"Come back to my place..." Mariah considered his offer, seeing nothing wrong with it. She wasn't stupid; she wouldn't let him attempt to do anything like THAT to her. He knew she was able to defend herself.
'I told you didn't I? Don't chicken out now- this is your big chance to make the Elders proud and get what you want at the same time,' the left side of her brain said.
'Oh what the Hell! Just go for it girl! What have you got to lose? You still like him and he's sown that he likes you to so just jump!" said the right side of her brain. Mariah agreed- what did she have to lose? She was going to end up married and pregnant whichever way she went. So she might as well go for the lesser of three evils. And to add to the fact, she still loved Ray. So she took her own advice and decided to take the risk. She pulled away from Ray and smiled at him flirtatiously.
"Sure... why not. I'll just go home to get 'ready'..." Mariah mused, running her long, slender index finger down Ray's spine. He shivered and watched her walk up the bank of the river, sending him one last smirk before she disappeared around a corner.
"Hoo boy..." said Ray, taking a single, deep breath to try and calm himself down. He walked back to his own house very slowly to wait for Mariah there. He sat on his couch near the door, tensed, trying to watch TV, which happened to be some erotic pornographic thing, which really didn't calm him down- he thought his pants were going to explode. He heard a knock on the door and he sighed and got up to answer it. It was Mariah all right. She was wearing a tight pink halter-top, which didn't leave much to the imagination, a short black miniskirt, fishnet stocking and knee-high boots. (AN: Sounds like what I wore to my school dance last year! O_O)
"Hi Ray."
Ray had completely lost his cool. He felt the blush in his cheeks rising and other parts of his body rising too.
"Hey, Mariah."
"Look, I'm not an idiot. I know why I'm here. But I have to ask you, do you actually love me, or just see me as a piece of ass, eh?"
Ray knew the answer to that question; he'd loved Mariah since he was a kid, before he'd known what love was.
"You know I love you, Mariah, nothing could ever change that." And he walked over to her and kissed her gently. Mariah broke the kiss and smirked.
"Call that a kiss?" she whispered in his ear, before launching herself at him, wrapping her legs securely around his waist and kissing him deeply. Ray had his hands entangled in her hair, and he moved them downwards to rest on her butt. However after a few more minutes of tongue wrestling, he found his hands travelling upwards again, fiddling with the knot holding her top together. When he finished undoing it he let the cloth drop to the floor and he admired her upper body. He saw her richly tanned skin contrasting starkly with the white skin of her breasts.
He smiled and continued kissing her, but soon she broke the kiss and gasped for air, smiling at him.
"Are we going to get anywhere? Or am I just wasting my time? Kiddie rides have excited me more in the past."
"Well let's take this upstairs to let's say... the bedroom," he smirked. She nodded and he held onto her waist tightly and ran up the stairs, tripping once on the way, but once Ray had finished finding his feet again they got there. When they arrived, he threw Mariah onto the bed and she squealed a bit when he jumped on top of her, too. He leaned down to nip her left ear.
"Gentle?"
He switched to her right ear.
"Or rough?"
She kissed him gently on the lips and smiled.
"Rough."
~*~*~
O_O!!!!!!!! I'll put this under PG-13 but tell me whether it should change. I don't want to get into trouble. Review! I continue quicker if I get more reviews... remember this is the prologue only...