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The wind flew by at a rapid speed, and so did the trees. Riven and Musa were riding on his red leva bike through the forest. So maybe Riven wasn't obeying the speed limit. It was three in the morning and no one was around anyway.
"So where exactly are we going?" Musa practically yelled over the roaring engine.
"Don't know. But I'm going to need gas soon." He replied, yelling also.
"Gas station it is." At that moment the bike sped up even more. Just moments later they arrived at a co-op. Riven got off and starting fueling the racing machine, his helmet still on. While he was doing this, Musa took the opertunity to stretch her legs.
"Shit!" Startled by the sudden outburst, Musa turned to see Riven.
"What's up?"
"Forgot my wallet." He didn't want to admit it. Musa just walked passed him and into the building. There was a man in his late fourties standing behind the counter.
"Hello little lady." Musa observed the man closely. His black black hair was greying slowly, but surely, in his mustache. On his head was the same greying black hair that was barely there any more. His name tag on the plaid shirt read 'Sam'.
"Hey uncle Sammy." Musa said with a smirk on her face.
"Musy? Is that you my girl?" Sam said in awe.
"Haha, yeah, it's me. Long time no see." Musa said while giving the man a hug.
"Last time I saw you, you were four feet high and had no front teeth! What a beautiful girl you turned out to be. `Just like your mother." He said with a bitter sweet smile.
"Thanks." There was a moment of silence. "Seventeen." She said aloud randomly.
"Huh?"
"I'm seventeen now." Musa said in a flat voice. His face had a look of concern. His pale dark, navy eyes that shimmered a second ago looked as dull as ever now.
"Has your father shown up at Alfea yet?"
It was a rather odd question to ask. Considering Musa didn't even tell Sam she was at Alfea. But then again, he was her mothers older brother, and it was always her dream for Musa to go there.
"Yes, why?" Musa was a little worried why he would ask that. It could only mean one thing. Trouble. Just then Riven walked into the small shop.
"Everything okay in here?" Riven asked.
"Uh... Yeah, everythings fine. Uncle Sam, this is Riven. He's a friend of mine."
"Nice to meet you Riven." They shook hands corrigally.
"Can you go outside for a sec Riven?" Musa asked in a sweet, yet stern voice.
"Uh...Sure."
Musa grabbed a pen from the counter. "Give me your hand." Sam did as he was told. Musa wrote down some numbers.
"Here's my cell number. Call me and we can go for lunch or something. And I might need a favour." She said in the sweetest voice possible, her hands clasped infront of her as her head tilted to one side.
"He forgot his wallet?"
"Yeah, I would have paid but I didn't bring my money. I wasn't really expecting to go any where. Sorry."
"It's fine. You can make it up to me by buying me lunch next week." Sam said with a smile.
With one last hug, and the saying of 'goodbye' Musa left the building. "Let's ride." Musa said. But she didn't expect what happend next. Riven threw the keys at her.
"Want to learn how to ride?" Riven asked.
"Wait a minute. You don't even let a highly trained mechanic touch your bike, and you want me to drive?" She raised an eye brow.
"I need a challenge."
"Well, what if I break it?"
"Than that will give me a chance to fix it during the break while I do nothing." Fir Riven, it was a win-win situation; he had been craving for a challenge and his classes wern't cutting it now, and if Musa did break it he could fix it over the week. He couldn't lose.
"I...I gues." Musa finally gave in.
They two teens slid their helmets on and climbed on the bike. hunching over slightly, Musa turned on the bike and grabbed the handles awaiting further instruction.
Riven put his hands on top of hers. "Gas." He put pressure around her left hand and the engine revved. "Brake." He put pressure on her other hand. "Ready?" Without an answer they took off into the night.
Through the window, Sam was watching. "That girl." He said shaking his head with a small smile. "Just like her mother."
An hour had passed and they were, once again, disobeying the speed limit. At first Musa was actually under the limit by alot. But the more she got comfortable with the steering the faster they moved through the forest path. "I so need to get one of these!" Musa yelled. Riven smirked and let go of her hands figuring she got it down by now. Although, he did stay close to her.
Her smell was intoxicating, her skin was so smooth, and shining on her long hair was the intense full-moon light. Her tomboyish style contrasted so well with her some-what girly fashion sense. There was no doubt that this girl was full of passion, love, and kindness. Although Musa did have her bad qualities. She was an emotional wreck. Musa was always so easy to hurt emotionally, but no one could ever tell. Only if you tryuly looked passed the fake facade and misguidingsmiles. Everyone assumed that the shine in her eyes was, well just her enthusiastic attitude, but really they were held back tears; forgotten memories of thing that should have never happened.
"What time is it?" Musa's voice broke his intense train of thoughts.
"4:07. Maybe I should get you back to Alfea." He said in a monotone voice. Deep down he wasn't happy with what he said. But they both needed sleep. Musa had to wake up early to say good bye to the girls. Well, minus Layla. She would stay with Musa for the week.
Musa stopped outside the gates of Alfea. When she took her helmet off, she spoke; "Fuck!"
"When did that get there?" Riven said, also taking his helmet off.
"I forgot they were going to start activating the barrier at mid night." There was a pause as they both were thinking of a solution.
"DO you want to sleep at Redfountain?" It was the only answer to their problem.
"I gues I don't have a choice. Do I?"
"No, not really." Riven replied with a smirk. He was going to be looking forward to spending the night with Musa. They put the helmets on and sped off to Redfounttain, this time with Riven driving. They arrived onto the belcony of his room. "Saladin moved Helia to a different room for right now. Something to do with a painting." Riven stated. He knew she was worried what Helia would think. He might have told the whole group.
"Oh." Was all she said.
The room was so bare. No couches occupied the rooms' space. It was a little bit bigger than Techna and Musa's room at Alfea, but this room had one bed -that looked like someone slept in, considering the blankets were every where and so were the pillows, the walls were a very depressing sage colour of green. It did however, contrast very nicely with the dark wood of the two desks, bed's head board, and floors. "Sorry, it's kinda depressing. They think if we like our rooms they will destract us. And Helia also took all the furniture." Riven said navigating his way towords the dresser.
"Well that's lovely." Musa said sarcastically. Riven threw her a plain white tee shirt.
"I shrunk it in the wash. It should be good enough, right?" He asked not even caring for the answer.
"Yeah." While Riven was still digging threw another drawer, she took off her tank top, bandeua, and shorts. Leaving her pale skin exposed to the moon light shining through the open curtains of the double door belcony. Riven turned to see her in just her underware and had a look of awe on his face. The way the moon light shown on her soft skin, it reflected off her shiny, blue-black hair, and just the way she was standing beside the bed with the belcony doors be-
hind her. She truley was a vission of beauty. Musa put the white shirt on bringing the hero out of his daze. He then started to change himself. He was only in a pair of navey blue boxers when he started to walk towards her. Riven lifted the corner of the blankets and motioned for her to get into bed. Musa did so, she turned so she was facing Riven.
Later that morning, Riven woke up from a light shining in his face. "What the hell?" He looked at the alarm clock next to the bed. "The sun doesn't usually come up at six?" The purplexed hero turned to what he thought would be a gorgeous sleeping girl beside him, and there she was but she was... glowing? Not only that but she had a mixed look of concern, hurt, and anger. "Musa?" He shook her slightly.
"Get away from me Jared!" Musa mumbled, although in her dream she screamed it as loud as she could. Riven looked at her like she was crazy. All of the sudden she started tossing and turning. Her eye brows furrowed. "No! Stop!" Again she murmered these words, but louder this time. Musa started kicking and flinging her arms everywhere. Riven decided to take action; he straddled her small waist, and held her arms on either side of her head.
"Musa, wake up!" There was no reply from the girl. "Musa?" He said in a softer voice this time. The sqirming stopped and she was quiet again. Rivens eyes were searching her face for any sign. "Dad? What are you doing?... No! Stop! I didn't do anything!" As she spoke those words she started struggling again. Riven bent in closer to her face, "Musa?" He said so soft it could barely be heard over her attempts to be free.
Riven backed up when he saw her eyes flutter open. A look of horror took over her features. Riven loosened his grip. "Wha...?" The musical fairy looked so confused and scared. Both their bodies were glazed over in a thin gloss of sweat. Riven could see the tears forming in her perfect almond shape eyes. Musa was trying to form words, but she couldn't even think right now. She was frightened, and had no idea what was going on.
"Shhh." Riven was trying to soothe her. "It was just a dream. Don't worry. I'm right here." He said the last line while stroking her cheek softly.
Slowely, Musa started to come to her senses. "Why would I have to worry. There's a killing machine non-chalontly sitting on me." Yes. It was true. The sarcastic girl Riven knew, and didn't know he loves, was back. It was also true that he was a killing machine, infact Riven, and every senior at Redfountain had a license to kill.
