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"Fez!" Jackie yelled when Hyde had finally closed the door to his room. "How could you be so insensitive!?"
The little cheerleader flounced back to the main part of the basement and crossed her arms angrily across her chest. Donna, sensing a good argument, leaped to Jackie's side and folded into a similar stance.
"Yeah guys!" Donna yelled in agreement.
"We were not being insensitive!" Kelso argued and stood up to join Fez. "We spent ages thinking of stuff we could still do with a blind person! Look we have a list," Kelso fished in his pocket and brought out a tattered strip of paper with scrawled handwriting littering it.
Eric snatched the list out of Kelso's hand and began to read.
"Kelso, half of this paper is covered with games of 'hangman' and you've only written two games down," Eric said.
"They're good games!" Kelso said snatching the list away from Eric.
"Marco Polo and Hide and Seek??" Eric said flinging his arms out in a questioning manner.
"How is Hyde meant to play hide and seek?" Donna asked.
Kelso opened his mouth to reply but logical thinking got the best of him again. "Oh, right," he said.
"This is all your fault!" Fez screamed and started hitting the taller boy.
"Ow! Fez!! It was your idea!!" Kelso protested as her protected himself from Fez's weak punches.
"No it wasn't, you idiot!! This was all your idea!"
"Guys!!" Jackie said as she pulled them apart. "Steven just doesn't want anything change, that includes any games!"
"Yeah! He doesn't want to be treated any differently!" Donna approved.
"But he's blind," Kelso said as if that explained everything. Michael looked around at the blank faces. "He's got to be treated differently otherwise he'll keep walking into things!" he explained.
Donna and Jackie both opened their mouths to argue but then they realised something terrifying. Kelso was right.
An agitated Fez looked from an angry Kelso to the thoughtful girls then to the puzzled Eric and stamped his foot in frustration.
"So how are we meant to treat him??" he whined pitifully.
"I'm going to see how he is," Jackie said.
"Jackie," Donna said and grabbed the younger girl's arm. "Maybe you should wait awhile,"
Jackie nodded and the whole gang settled into their places within the basement and waited for time when either Jackie would go and check on him or Hyde actually came out be himself, however unlikely that may seem.
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"Steven," a voice cooed from his doorway. Oh no, no, he was not getting up just to be gawked at and pitied. No thank you. It wasn't his thing. He wasn't that kind of guy.
Whoever was at the door was going to be sorely disappointed because he wasn't budging.
"Steven, come on!" Oh great, it was Jackie. He pulled his bedcovers of his head and squashed a pillow firmly against his ear. "Oh, real mature, Steven," she said.
Hyde didn't care, as far as he was concerned, he had the right to be a little childish. After all, she been acting like a child since the moment they had met.
"Steven," she tugged at the pillow he had so firmly pressed against his ear then gave up and sat at the side of his bed. "Steven," she repeated but this time her voice was sadder and deeper. She didn't sound so much like a child anymore.
He removed the pillow from his face but still obsessively hid beneath the old blanket.
"Why do you pretend you don't like me?" she asked. He could feel her moving around on the bed, he wasn't quite sure what she was doing but it unnerved him none the less.
"You're a bit sure of yourself, aren't you?" he scoffed. Something hit the floor with a clop. He was certain that the sound was her shoes. Her body shifted again.
"Why did you push me out the way of the blast?"
"I would have done that if anybody was standing next to-"
"Why did you take me to the mall?"
"You wouldn't leave me alone!"
"How about the other time? Why did you take me then?"
"You were buying me food," Hyde's heart beat began to race as he felt a rush of cold air as the blanket was lifted up quickly followed by the warmth of her body getting under the covers next to him. "What are you doing?"
"You want me here," she said simply.
"How do you know I want you here?" he challenged.
"Because you think I'm hot. Because you like me. Because your mouth goes dry when I touch you," her fingers shocked him as he suddenly felt them rake through his hair. "Because you like to touch me,"
Hyde suddenly had a memory of her smiling under his thumb his fingers running through her hair.
"Why don't you just admit that you like me?" she giggled.
"I…" he started but all the reasons he had thought up before about why this was such a bad idea had disappeared. "…don't know,"
As soon the sentence left his lips her lips arrived to replace it. They were soft. So very soft. Her fingers threaded and played with his hair. It was nice.
She opened her mouth and he responded by deepening the kiss by pulling her head closer to him. One hand on her neck and his mouth itching to devour hers. Where did this come from?
Her tongue darted into his mouth and it nearly sent him over the edge. He got his revenge by letting his own do some exploring. She let out a small moan. It was incredibly sexy. Before he knew what he was doing he had his arms around her body and hers were circled around his shoulders with one hand still firmly entangled in his hair.
Lips crushed against each other, tongues battling and hands roaming meant it came as a surprise when he heard her voice.
"Steven?" she whispered. "Are you awake?"
Hyde jolted awake and almost fell out of his bed.
A bed, he might add, he was thoroughly alone in.
"Sorry, I didn't know you were sleeping," she said quickly.
It was a dream? What kind of deranged, disturbing dream was that?
Jackie's clogs clopped quickly against the hard floor as she hurried to get out of Hyde's room. Her footsteps stopped suddenly and he heard her swivel on her heel.
"Are you alright?" she asked. "'cause you look kind of frightened,"
"No, no, I'm fine," he rasped shakily.
"OK, well, everyone's out in the basement," she said "We've got Fez and Kelso under control so I think it's relatively safe,"
He nodded and rubbed his sore eyes and blinked a few times as he tried to distinguish something, anything in the room. He got nothing though, just black and grey blotches. Not even colours.
"Yeah, so…I'll just leave you alone then," she said
"Wait…uh…Jackie?" he called out. The dream was probably a load of crap; it probably didn't mean anything but Jackie did really seem to want to help him through this whole blind thing. "Why are you …um……being nice?" It was a fair question. Even when she had supposedly had a crush on him she'd never been 'nice'. Even when she was trying to be nice she wasn't actually 'nice'. In fact, she was being down-right selfless recently. It was scary.
"I don't know," she said chirpily. "Guess I just like you,"
"Jackie, I don't feel-"
"Oh God, Steven! Don't worry about me chasing after you anymore," she said quickly. "I realise I was being totally childish, I don't feel that way about you,"
"Oh," he said. For some reason that didn't make him feel any better. Actually, he felt kind of disappointed. "That's great,"
He swung his legs around and sat upright on his bed, he heard her walk across the room and felt the bed shift as it adjusted to her weight.
"I mean," she said "It's cool just being friends with you, after what I did I'm surprised you're even speaking to me,"
Oh great, he could hear the tears in voice. He had to say something nice or he'd have a full-blown weeping Jackie hanging off his shoulder.
"Guess I just like you," he said.
She laughed. He decided he liked that sound. In fact, he could quite happily listen to that all day.
"Could you lead me to the basement?" He held up his elbow and she took it gleefully. "Thank you,"
"You're welcome,"
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