Real intentions

-Well Jojo, this is the kitchen, that is the living room and the dinning room. We also have a small bathroom here and there's a small closet…

I wasn't really hearing the explanation of the house, and I didn't want to seem rude, it's just that when she said "living room" and I looked there, I could only think, see and focus my attention on the upright piano in it. It was a brown and shiny one, very simple, but beautiful.

-…so let's go up now. By the way, you can stay at Jean's room if you want to- said Mrs. Pocket smiling sweetly…just like my mother. Jean smiled too.

-Oh no, no boys in her room- said Mr. Pocket a bit upset by the idea.

-Come on Alan, I'm sure that Mr. McDodd is a very respectful boy- she said winking me an eye.

-Don't worry dad, he is- said Jean trying to support her mom's idea, and in someway, to me.

Mr. Pocket frowned but he didn't say anything more, so we went upstairs and they finished showing me their house, except for Jeans room.

-Ok so, we will be downstairs if you need anything. I'm sure that you will want to show him your room by yourself- said Mrs. Pocket.

Jean smiled again and nodded.

-Right. Now dinner will be at eight o'clock, ok? –informed her mom.

-And one last thing. You're going back to school on Monday, so enjoy these four last days- said Mr. Pocket

-Oh…Ok- said Jean who suddenly seemed to realize that she wasn't in my world any more.

They left and finally Jean and I were alone.

-Uh Jojo, first of all, if you want I will take the posters out, I'm sorry, it's just that I like you guys so much!

I smirked. –So you want me to forgive you and you haven't even showed me your room?

-Oh true! Sorry!

-It's ok, but you don't need to sorry again.

-Sorry it's just… -I sent a look to her.

-I'm nervous, ok? That's all! I can't handle it! –hearing this made me smile, but it also made me wonder why was she so nervous: she had told Mary and I about how many posters she had about my world and me.

She turned the knob and opened her room.

"All right"

Her room was decorated with many posters of my family and some animals, and I could finally meet Horton by this posters and he seemed to match my dad as his friend because of his big grin; but wherever you saw a space between the posters, there were pictures of me and yes, when I looked up to her ceiling there was me, in a big slight blue poster, and she had a lot of red hearts stuck around it. The doors of her closet also had posters of mine, this time red ones with me about to shout by the horn and said: "Jojo is louder that you'd believe". I smiled, feeling pleased.

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Jojo walked around my room looking all the posters and different pictures about his family and the animals of Nool. In a hand I was thinking "Yeah, at last I'll be able to show him my room!" and in the other hand I had the well known phrase "It could be worse". Anyway, I felt very embarrassed but that was something good, that just could meant that Jojo was really here.

-So what do you think? –I say in a shy tone.

-My diagnosis is that you're addict to the Horton movie and being precisely, to me- said Jojo sending me a mischievous look.

-Really? And I thought that you were the kind of serious people- I said crossing my arms all blushed and in an offended tone. Of course I wasn't offended, but I wanted to see his reaction, after all, he had done the same, right?

-Oh, did I bother you? –He asked getting nearer to look my expression; -Sorry I'm new with jokes, and in love issues- he said as apologize, pulling out a hand and holding it.

-Got you! –I said grinning and tightening the grab; -Don't worry, I knew you were joking, it's just that how could you get to such a diagnosis? I still wonder…-I said and we both laughed about this for some seconds, but after something changed n the mood…

We both kept in silence. "Oh no, this is again that uncomfortable silence before something epic happens!" I thought.

And Jojo seemed to be thinking the same because he told me:

-So…nice room- the silly phrase!

"Gosh, gosh, GOSH!" shouted my inner "me" in my head. My other "me" was also shouting "Now, now! Do it!" juts to be contradicted by another "me" who was saying "No, just wait; wait for him to do it!"

But I didn't have to wait that much because by then his face and mine were getting closer (I had to bend a bit to reach his same height). But suddenly he didn't go on. He stopped trying to reach my lips and the most desperate "me" said "Hey, what's wrong boy?" and the other two sighed in relief. Still I would have liked him to do it…

Jojo looked at me, with his mouth opened, looking for some words, but finally he sighed, adopted a more serious expression, and kissed my hand, the one that he grabbed.

-I… I shouldn't have try it

-No, it's all right- I say putting a hand on his soft cheek and caressing it with my thumb. Our eyes connected, and then…

Another silence and I felt too embarrassed to keep caressing his face.

I took my hand away.

We both sighed in… desperation? It seemed as if both wanted to do it, but we neither wanted. It was one of those situations with a "yes but no".

-Why, why don't we talk about another thing? –I suggested.

-All right.

-Tell me, how did you escape from Whocker? When I got here and saw that you didn't come I thought the worst…

-When you got into it, a bright light came out of the portal and that gave me some seconds to escape from Whocker who was so closer to it that the light blinded him. He ran after me all over the observatory, so to make it more difficult I turned it on. It seemed that Whocker detested my music, well at least his bad side; I even think that it kind of hurt him because as soon as it started to sound he roared and covered his ears.

-So you found out another of his weak points! –I exclaimed.

-Yes. Although that he kept running and chased me until I reached the platform from where I can activate the opening of the observatory and climbed to the roof.

I gasped. –Oh Jojo, you went through too much danger!

-Well, after all it was because of a good cause- he said smiling to me and continued; -Then he also climbed to the roof and finally there was no other place to go…

(Flashback)

-Why did you let her go? You've ruined my plans; she was going to give me the victory in the science contest! Why did you do it!

-I guess because she's someone very dear to me

-You guess? You were neither sure and you left her go? Imprudent! Your stupidity will cost your life- Whocker said getting dangerously nearer to the grey and black who.

Jojo looked back; there was nothing more than a free fall from the top of the observatory to a grassy base and it was clear that no person would be able to still alive after going through it.

-And wwhat about you? You neither know what you feel for Noreen, yet you're here trying to kill me and try to impress her instead of telling her what you really feel. At least I could show that human what I felt for her, but you? You're acting pathetically.

-THIS IS NOT A SENTIMENTAL MATTER, WE ARE HERE FOR SCIENCE! NOW KILL HIM!

Suddenly Whocker began to shake and his right arm stretched out to Jojo, trying to catch him, but not the rest of the body.

-The boy is right…I love Noreen, I do even if she doesn't, but I do…DON'T BE A FOOL, HE'S TRYING TO CONFUSE YOU... No, it's true, and there's nothing I can do, there must be a miracle for her to love me… OH NO, DON'T DO IT…Now I realize that I don't have any reason to live…

Whocker rushed to Jojo who was still trying to think about what that could mean, but then he understood… and sadly there was nothing else that he could do. The madman jumped from the observatory with a smile in his lips and his arms opened thinking that death could be better than life…

-He jumped to the most rocky and grassy side and being night I couldn't see his body. Next morning I looked again from the platform, but there was no trace of him among the tall grass…

-So all he wanted… was impressing Dr. Larue? By using me?

-It seems so- said Jojo in the same sad tone that he used all along his version.

I thought about all for a minute…So he did it for love? Suddenly I felt sorry for him and understood his need of having me, now I couldn't really blame him for all he done to us. Maybe we had had to talk to him before and none would have ended hurt. So this ended up being officially a war, as all of them, it was produced due to the lack of communication and comprehension, and ended in a violence that in the end uncovers the real intentions behind.

I hugged Jojo and he did so. We both lied on my bed and he held me there in silence, letting the minutes go by and mix with our thoughts.

Second chapter of this story :D I hope that you can forgive me for lasting so much with it, but it's very difficult for me to write it some times, so that's why I really appreciate your patience and reviews, you're awesome, thanks! Especial thanks, to my sis Flying Werecats, my first impulse to don't give up whenever I'm at the first half of a chappie ;p and a thank you to my other loyal readers and sporadic reviewers, your comments are always motivating ^-^ And of course, thank you to my brother Animation Universe 2006, dude your support is also essential for this story, thank you! And now my dear ones, READ, ENJOY AND REVIEW!