Blood and Love
Second Chapter
Like Chris, Claire and Steve moved toward their room.
"What is the number of our room, Steve?" asked Claire.
"307. It's on the third floor."
"And you, Chris?" said Claire.
"Hmm...214. Second floor."
"Good. If we need your help or whatever, we know where you're sleeping," added the girl.
They arrived to the elevator. Chris pushed on the suitable buttons. After a short "good night!", Chris left the two lovers and headed towards his room. Suddenly, he saw Wesker at the end of the corridor but he disappeared in a flash.
"Pff...I just dreamt...I think I'm tired...I see Wesker everywhere..."
Chris arrived at the door of his room. He then noticed a paper stuck on it:
«Watch out! The mouse is just behind you»
"Huh? The mouse? What is that crap?"
Chris took and tore the paper. He entered his room thereafter.
* * *
Steve and Claire have already entered their room. Although it is a "cheap" hotel, the room was very clean and beautiful. Claire threw herself on the bed while laughing. Steve removed the T-Shirt that the guards of the airport had given him. He moved then towards the bathroom.
"I'm going to take a shower," he said.
"Good idea. I'll take one after you."
Steve closed the door behind him and looked at himself in the mirror. Even if he was okay, he was very pale. His reddish hair hid his green eyes. He noticed that his wound on his right arm, had opened again. Fortunately, it wasn't bleeding much. He silently cursed Alfred to have shot him.
"You bitch!"
* * *
Claire looked through the channels on the small TV of their room. She saw with horror a documentary emission on the ants.
"Haaaah!!!! I hate those damned ants!!!
She changed the channel in a second. Now, it was a report which spoke about the explosion of the Umbrella base in Antarctica.
"Argh!! Enough!! That's enough!!!"
Claire turned off the TV and laid on the bed. She then turned on the radio. "Barby girl" of Aqua was playing. She heard the bathroom door opening.
"Aww, c'mon Claire! Change the station, please!"
Claire smiled at him and changed the station of the radio. It was "Goldeneye" by Tina Turner that was playing now.
"Hmm...That's better. Did you see the movie (Goldeneye) ?" asked Steve.
"Yeah! I saw all the James Bond's movies!! I heard that the next one is called "Tomorrow never dies"."
"We can go see it together when it will be out, if you want."
"That's an idea."
Claire noticed a bandage around Steve's arm. She then remembered when he has been shot on Rockfort Island. She pushed aside the idea to ask him about it. She looked at him and smiled warmly. For the first time since she met him, she was irresistibly allured by the beauty of his green eyes and his delicate features.
"Oh my...he's so handsome..." she thought.
Steve sat on the bed beside Claire. Both were looking in the eyes.
«...Revenge is a kiss, this time I won't miss...Now, I got you in my side...»
Steve approached himself closer to Claire and leaned his head to kiss her, but she came back from her thoughts.
"Oh! I have to take my shower!" she suddenly said.
Claire jumped of the bed whereas Steve was about to kiss her. She moved thereafter towards the bathroom. Steve, who didn't move since she left, sighed and rose to look by the window. It was the night. Steve could see the moon very clearly. The night star was so beautiful that night.
After a few minutes, Claire finished her shower and put a nightshirt and a pair of shorts in cotton. She came out then of the bathroom to join Steve near the window.
Steve felt Claire's presence and turned towards her. He was surprised by her beauty. He didn't recognize any more the Claire "Tomboy" he met but another side of her personality. She had the hair detached which fell on her shoulders. Her blue eyes reflected in the moonlight. He had never seen her like that.
"What's wrong? Did you see a ghost?" she asked, smiling.
"Oh..." Steve blinked. "No...I just saw a beautiful girl behind me..." he said, smiling back.
"Oh Steve..." Claire suddenly blushed.
Claire approached herself near the window to look at the moon with Steve.
"Wow! It's so beautiful!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah..."
They looked one more time in the eyes. Claire then gave to Steve a tenderly kiss. Steve slipped a hand in her back, as she gently rubbed his hair.
Thereafter, they settled in the bed. Claire's arms around Steve's torso.
"I'm so happy that all the nightmares are finished!" she said.
"Me too. I can't believe that we're still alive. I think we were the only survivors from the island."
"Yea, I know. So...what are you going to do after our little break?"
Steve looked at the ceiling, thoughtful. He then heavily sighed.
"I dunno...what can you do when you don't have a family and a home anymore?"
Claire felt embarrassed. She had forgot that Steve's parents were both dead.
"...I'm sorry, Steve...I forgot..."
Steve then looked at her, a "that's-okay" look on his face.
"Well...I had an apartment in Chicago. If you don't mind, you could stay with me, hmm?" she asked, hopes in her gaze.
Steve thought for a few seconds. "If it's what you wish...why not?"
"Steve!" she exclaimed, grinning.
Claire then cuddled herself on the young man, her head on his chest. Then, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Steve looked at her and fell asleep also thereafter.
Second Chapter
Like Chris, Claire and Steve moved toward their room.
"What is the number of our room, Steve?" asked Claire.
"307. It's on the third floor."
"And you, Chris?" said Claire.
"Hmm...214. Second floor."
"Good. If we need your help or whatever, we know where you're sleeping," added the girl.
They arrived to the elevator. Chris pushed on the suitable buttons. After a short "good night!", Chris left the two lovers and headed towards his room. Suddenly, he saw Wesker at the end of the corridor but he disappeared in a flash.
"Pff...I just dreamt...I think I'm tired...I see Wesker everywhere..."
Chris arrived at the door of his room. He then noticed a paper stuck on it:
«Watch out! The mouse is just behind you»
"Huh? The mouse? What is that crap?"
Chris took and tore the paper. He entered his room thereafter.
* * *
Steve and Claire have already entered their room. Although it is a "cheap" hotel, the room was very clean and beautiful. Claire threw herself on the bed while laughing. Steve removed the T-Shirt that the guards of the airport had given him. He moved then towards the bathroom.
"I'm going to take a shower," he said.
"Good idea. I'll take one after you."
Steve closed the door behind him and looked at himself in the mirror. Even if he was okay, he was very pale. His reddish hair hid his green eyes. He noticed that his wound on his right arm, had opened again. Fortunately, it wasn't bleeding much. He silently cursed Alfred to have shot him.
"You bitch!"
* * *
Claire looked through the channels on the small TV of their room. She saw with horror a documentary emission on the ants.
"Haaaah!!!! I hate those damned ants!!!
She changed the channel in a second. Now, it was a report which spoke about the explosion of the Umbrella base in Antarctica.
"Argh!! Enough!! That's enough!!!"
Claire turned off the TV and laid on the bed. She then turned on the radio. "Barby girl" of Aqua was playing. She heard the bathroom door opening.
"Aww, c'mon Claire! Change the station, please!"
Claire smiled at him and changed the station of the radio. It was "Goldeneye" by Tina Turner that was playing now.
"Hmm...That's better. Did you see the movie (Goldeneye) ?" asked Steve.
"Yeah! I saw all the James Bond's movies!! I heard that the next one is called "Tomorrow never dies"."
"We can go see it together when it will be out, if you want."
"That's an idea."
Claire noticed a bandage around Steve's arm. She then remembered when he has been shot on Rockfort Island. She pushed aside the idea to ask him about it. She looked at him and smiled warmly. For the first time since she met him, she was irresistibly allured by the beauty of his green eyes and his delicate features.
"Oh my...he's so handsome..." she thought.
Steve sat on the bed beside Claire. Both were looking in the eyes.
«...Revenge is a kiss, this time I won't miss...Now, I got you in my side...»
Steve approached himself closer to Claire and leaned his head to kiss her, but she came back from her thoughts.
"Oh! I have to take my shower!" she suddenly said.
Claire jumped of the bed whereas Steve was about to kiss her. She moved thereafter towards the bathroom. Steve, who didn't move since she left, sighed and rose to look by the window. It was the night. Steve could see the moon very clearly. The night star was so beautiful that night.
After a few minutes, Claire finished her shower and put a nightshirt and a pair of shorts in cotton. She came out then of the bathroom to join Steve near the window.
Steve felt Claire's presence and turned towards her. He was surprised by her beauty. He didn't recognize any more the Claire "Tomboy" he met but another side of her personality. She had the hair detached which fell on her shoulders. Her blue eyes reflected in the moonlight. He had never seen her like that.
"What's wrong? Did you see a ghost?" she asked, smiling.
"Oh..." Steve blinked. "No...I just saw a beautiful girl behind me..." he said, smiling back.
"Oh Steve..." Claire suddenly blushed.
Claire approached herself near the window to look at the moon with Steve.
"Wow! It's so beautiful!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah..."
They looked one more time in the eyes. Claire then gave to Steve a tenderly kiss. Steve slipped a hand in her back, as she gently rubbed his hair.
Thereafter, they settled in the bed. Claire's arms around Steve's torso.
"I'm so happy that all the nightmares are finished!" she said.
"Me too. I can't believe that we're still alive. I think we were the only survivors from the island."
"Yea, I know. So...what are you going to do after our little break?"
Steve looked at the ceiling, thoughtful. He then heavily sighed.
"I dunno...what can you do when you don't have a family and a home anymore?"
Claire felt embarrassed. She had forgot that Steve's parents were both dead.
"...I'm sorry, Steve...I forgot..."
Steve then looked at her, a "that's-okay" look on his face.
"Well...I had an apartment in Chicago. If you don't mind, you could stay with me, hmm?" she asked, hopes in her gaze.
Steve thought for a few seconds. "If it's what you wish...why not?"
"Steve!" she exclaimed, grinning.
Claire then cuddled herself on the young man, her head on his chest. Then, she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Steve looked at her and fell asleep also thereafter.