Wahoo! In two days, i've gotten soooo totally cool reviwers. You guys rock, i love ya... not like that you sickos. anywho, i hope i can type this story good enough that you guys like it. It will be a G/A and so ya. i have these songs to where i can put the chappy with the song. haha i think this one fits, what do you think about it?

Disclaimer- I own nothing that tamora has come up with. haha short sweet and to the point.

Here it is!

Thuds were heard in Alanna's room early in the morning. She was furious. The hurt was gone. No longer would she throw herself down for someone. An onrush of anger surged through her, and she kicked her desk, sending it flying into the door that someone had tried to open. Jonathan pushed it open with a tired, haggard face.

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I'm not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I'm still waiting

"What's going on?" Jonathan pushed the door open, showing a haggard, tired face. Alanna threw a vase at him, making him duck. He began to leave, when Alanna had a very clever and evil proposition.

I'm through with doubt
There's nothing left for me to figure out
I've paid a price
And I'll keep paying

"How about we fight each other, your highness? It would see if i've kept up to my duty as Woman Warrior to the Goddess." Alanna snapped deviously. She would show them. Alanna would show them that she had trianed with the boys as a warrior, to be able to do this. She had forever awaited the day when she could kick Jonathan's butt.

I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round

"Ok... Lady Alanna." Jon replied wearily, shaking his head up and down. Grinning, Alanna pushed him out and ordered him to get ready. 10 minutes later, the two were seen fighting in hand to hand combat. Alanna was whooping his butt too. Jon took a dodge, only to be punched in the jaw. He gave a swing at her, making her jump and land on his leg. Crying out, he fell hard to the ground, with a triumphant Alanna with her elbow at his throat.

"Give?" She asked feircly. Jon gave a nod, and she let go, suggesting to try sword's next. Jonathan meekly followed her out of the fighting arena and into the weapons room. They took practice swords and squared off. The last thing that Jonathan saw before he hit the ground was an angry faced youth, striking with full force.


It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should

"Give?" She asked feircly, again. Jonathan looked at the wooden sword, pressing against his neck and replyed, "Give." Alanna let go and walked to the spear area. Jon rolled his eyes, one black and already swelling, and followed. Handing him a spear, Alanna struck a high swing, making him block high. Swinging into a down ark, she tried to get to his neck, but he pivoted his foot, making her fall foreword slightly. She gave a sharp turn and struck him in the ribs, hard.

I know you said
Can't you just get over it
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it

Jonathan winced, but kept going, barely making the block before swinging again. His ribs ached, but she kept going, never giving him a chance to attack. Her face was a mask of fury and she swung, rolled, and struck with angry blows.

"GIVE!" He roared, dropping the spear. Not listening, she swung too far and nipped his neck before backing down. She was still breathing normal, her eyes flashing like light when it hits sharp daggers.

I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don't mind sayin'
It's a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger

"Back to swords... I'm rusty." She commented dryly. By then a crowd had gathered, looking surprised at the girl winning. Her breasts were in a simple band, not squeezing them together, obviously showing she was a girl. Her shoulder length red hair glinted from the sun bringing highlights to it. Jonathan gave a wheeze and nodded. Smirking, she walked to the swords part again, wishing to see the look on his face.

And how in the world can the things that I do,
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Sayin' that I better shut up and leave
Or my life will be over

They walked it through slowly, and then picked up speed until, once again, Jon could only block. His arms ached from the beat down they were receiving, and he knew Alanna knew it. Her face this time was blank. She knew a crowd had gathered, and she wanted them to see her beat the prince.

I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round

"STOP HOLDING BACK JON!" Someone roared on the sidelines. Gritting his teeth, he tried to fight harder, but she beat him every time. It was midday when Alanna stopped fighting, saying that the wooden swords had gotten lighter since she'd been gone. Walking off, only Gary and Rhoal saw the look of satisfaction on her angry features.


It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should

"Alanna, stop." Jon's voice carried over the noble's. She turned to look at a beaten and bedraggled boy where Jon had used to stand. He was suddenly angry and held his hands in a fist.

"Yess?" Alanna dragged out, not caring that people were still watching. Glaring, Jon pointed a finger and accused sharply, "You're just trying to get anger out, I can understand, but beating me up for it will do you no good." Alanna raised an eyebrow and walked over slowly.

I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round

Raising a hand, she brought it down, slamming it into the prince's face, making his head snap the other way. People were abashed that the prince got slapped by an exile, but they made no more comments.


It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should

"You've been hurt. I know. But this won't help. I can understand, I've been through pain too." He whispered softly, his voice wavering at the thought of how angry she was. Her eyes widened in even more anger. She grabbed his tunic close and pulled him towards her, like they were about to kiss. But it was no kiss he got.

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I'm not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I'm still waiting

"You have NO idea… AT ALL what REAL pain is." She hissed. Letting go of him, she pushed him back and walked out of the area, still glowering in unleashed fury. Jonathan just stared, with his mouth open, much like the other people.

So there you go… hope you like it. I like the song's lyrics, but not the artist. Tell me what you think, R&R PLEEZE! Jon's but got whipped… I'm so proud! Until next time! As we speak, I'm working on the next one! TALLY HO!