Ella x Nine
Hi all! It's been two months since I've updated this story, wonder if you've missed it! (:
A lot of you have been begging me for this one for some reason. Personally, I see Ella and Nine more as siblings than a couple, but I tried and I hope it isn't too bad. This takes place after the war, when suddenly they find they have feelings for each other. This one-shot doesn't really have humour or romance in it, just their thoughts and stuff.
I'm writing a story specially based on Six and Nine, it's called The Twisted Tale of Nix. If you guys haven't given suggestions yet (see my intro chapter), please do! My first chapter of that story should be out in a few days and I'm looking forward to it!
Read and enjoy!
After the war
Nine POV
"Nine, how do you feel after the war?"
"How do you feel being a war veteran and a hero?"
"What do you plan to do after this?"
My question exactly, I think sarcastically as cameras flash in my face. It's been two weeks since the war ended and paparazzi HAS NOT STOPPED. Fucking paparazzi on fucking earth with fucking human beings.
After Ella killed Setrakus, there was this whole week of celebration. Something that's good, of course, but honestly overboard. The whole world (like literally, all of Earth and the population of Lorien) was in utter (happy) chaos. After years of hiding, fighting and fearing for your life, this victory is awesome, but now I'm starting to get annoyed, especially as we have to stay on Earth for now.
I force a smile as I pose for the red carpet, while reporters shove microphones into my face. Then later we say a long speech, before going to goodness knows whose party (Hilary Clinton or Paris Hilton, honestly I don't know) and eating, partying and chatting up several hot girls. Man, I thought I was born for glamour, but honestly, the highlight is going home.
"Nine!" I turn to see a blond bimbo smiling up at me. "I'm Emma!" I sigh, but take her in all the same. Maybe it's because I've drunk a bit too much, but all of a sudden she looks fascinating. Hmph. I look up.
"Hey, sexy. My place or yours?" I say.
XXX
I stumble into my rebuilt Chicago penthouse with that blonde by my side. She's giggling and kissing me with her deep red lipstick. I absently glance at the clock and see that it's two in the morning. What the hell have I been doing? I can't think straight. I just can't...
In my drunken state, I see a beautiful, tall, slim auburn-haired girl standing by the L-shaped sofa, gazing out of the window. Wow, she looks gorgeous. Who is she?
The girl turns her head. Still woozy from all the booze and partying, it takes me awhile to recognize Ella.
I gasp, becoming alert again. Since when did she look so...mature? Images of Ella when she was a child of twelve floats into my mind. Short with chubby cheeks, hair worn in two pigtails, riding her on my shoulders, wrapped in a blanket with me on the wall, her soft giggles when I did something silly..that was so long ago...
The Ella Now looks so different. Sixteen years old, with long wavy auburn hair cascading down her back, she has grown into a tall, soulful young lady. It's been ages since we've fooled around together, she's way too old to climb on my back and we've moved on, but to me she's always my baby sister. Isn't she?
It's like a curtain that was always closed has suddenly gone up. I'm seeing Ella in a completely different light. And I don't know how I feel about that.
"Nine?" Ella peers at me, and I realise what a dolt I look like now.
"Ella. Hey." I try to look the same cocky, confident person I am. "Why are you still awake?" Before she can reply, I gesture at the bimbo next to me. "This is Ava."
"Emma." The blonde pouts.
"Yeah, whatever. Anyway, we're just heading up. Bye." Quickly, I fake a laugh and lead Emma away, trying to avoid Ella's wistful eyes.
XXX
I can't stop thinking about her.
The next day, when I chased the bimbo out of my bed (in the end I slept on my couch. I just couldn't.) I saw Ella in the kitchen. Her tall hourglass figure with slightly ruffled hair swayed lightly as she prepared breakfast. I blinked twice, then turned away before she could see me.
Don't be a pedo, I chide myself angrily. She's sixteen. You're twenty. It's been four years since you've met her, and now you decide you like her? She's your younger sister, your BABY sister. You're too old for her. So stop thinking of her that way. The two of you can never be together.
So without her seeing me, I walk away.
Ella POV
I watched Nine walk away from the corner of my eyes.
I don't know what's up with him, but he's been acting strangely since last night (or rather this morning). He wasn't flirty or passionate with that girl as he usually is, and he looked like he never saw you before.
Does that mean anything?
I have been having a crush on him since I met him. When I solemnly told Marina that I was marrying Nine four years ago, I wasn't joking. I really liked him. He was everything to me, my older brother, my hero, my friend. When I was having nightmares from Setrakus, while the others treated me with kid gloves, Nine simply cheered me up with his bluster. He was the one who taught me 'ass-kicking moves'. I liked him for that.
I knew that he never liked me that way. He always looked fondly at me as his younger sister, and I knew and accepted that. From the time when he flirted around with every girl he meets, brought home a different girl every night, I learnt just to bite my tongue and smile like I don't mind, or that it doesn't hurt me that he'll never be mine.
But could it be different this time?
I'm not a little girl anymore, and I'm going to prove it to him.
XXX
"Six?" I ask carefully.
"Mm-hmm?" Six replies with her mouth full. As always, she's the first one up and we're alone in the dining room.
I take a deep breath. There's no way Marina will let me date, let alone Nine (being overprotective, she expects me to be a nun) so the only other female figure I can talk to is Six.
"What should you do if you like a guy, but he thinks you're too young for him?"
"Is he really that old?" Six raises her eyebrow.
"Um." I stammer. "Kinda? Not that much. It's someone I've known for a very long time."
"There's not many people you've known for a very long time." Six gives a caustic smile. "Lemme guess. Is it-"
"Don't guess!" I shout, panicked. Six laughs. "Okay. Advice advice advice" she drums her fingers on the table and looks thoughtful.
"Well, usually I don't go for much older guys. But if you do like him, like really like him, I say go for it." Six smiles. "Show him that you've matured and is capable of dating and loving him despite the age gap. Be a good listener and prove to him that age doesn't matter, so long as you two like each other. Without going all sexy of course." Six winks and I blush, shaking my head furiously. "You aren't crushing on someone thirty years older than you I hope!"
"No, of course not!" I protest. Six laughs. "Well then, there's a few dresses I have (when I go for dinner dates with Sam) that I can lend you. Just be yourself, and if you're truly meant to be together, then everything should be fine."
XXX
I bite my lip nervously as I approach Nine, who is sitting on a bench and looking out into the lake. I just sent him a short text to meet me at the lake.
When Nine sees me, he jumps up, looking concerned. "Why did you call me? Are you okay? Did some asshole do something to you? Because if he did I'll-"
"Nine!" I laugh. "Nothing happened. I just wanted to go for a walk with you."
"Oh?" Nine looks uneasy for some reason. I half expect him to walk away, and I brace myself for the goodbye. "Well, okay."
"Really?" I'm so shocked that my response came out high pitched. Way to go, Ella.
"Yeah?" Nine raises his eyebrow. Hands in his pockets, he stands up and we walk slowly around the lake in awkward silence. There's almost no one around to recognise us, thankfully, because it's so late and it's dark. (Now that we're the world's hero, literally not a day can go by without someone asking for our autograph.) I realise that this is the first time in a really long time that we've been alone together. How did our lives past being so close to each other, yet so far away?
"That's a nice dress you have." Nine observes. "Thanks, it's Six's." I say. Nine's eyes widen. "She wears dresses?!" "Dunno. For dates I guess." I shrug.
"Yeah. You seem more likely to wear dresses than her, you're more girly and childlike." Nine replies. I know he's just meaning to say that I'm youthful, but I take offense at that. Too late, I realise that I must look like a child playing grown-up. Along with wearing Six's dress, I've played around with Sarah's makeup, wore my hair in a kind of twist I've seen Marina do and even bought a pair of red high heels so that I'll appear taller than I already am. Although I realise that even with heels, I barely come up to Nine's shoulders. And we're just going for a walk at a lake that Nine has run at ever since he was barely a teenager. I feel like a fool now.
"Hey, did I say something? I just meant that you look great." Nine quickly says, jolting me out of my reverie. "Thanks." I offer him a small smile, and I see Nine flushing a bit for some reason. Before I can contemplate on that, Nine says suddenly. "Hasn't time flown? I mean, we've known each other for four years, and you were just a kid then."
Again calling me a kid. I feel myself burn up. "I'm not a kid now." I mutter.
"I know you're not." Nine peers down at me and replies seriously. I feel my heart beating fast and I chide myself silently. What's wrong with me?
"It's been so long. Like it's just yesterday that John rescued me from prison, and me showing you guys all around the penthouse, and all of us being on the run and fighting Setrakus again, before we defeated the Mogs." Nine beams at me. "Before you killed him."
I blush and hide behind my hair. "It was nothing." I mutter.
"Nothing? It was definitely something. You beat the ugly dude that's been oppressing the whole Lorien for years, and saved us all!" He gestures at the people streaming past us. "This is happening because of you."
"Thanks..." I stammer. I feel like kicking myself. Pull your socks up. You're trying to show that you're not a kid, right? Don't act all shy and show how easily affected you are by every comment he makes.
"Thanks." I repeat more steadily, cooly looking into his dark eyes (trying not to gape at how beautiful it is). "I couldn't do it without the rest of you though."
Nine POV (sorry I keep switching)
"Um. Ya." I don't know what to say. The conversation is dying and I don't know how to save it. Since when was I so awkward? Around a girl too!
Talk, you fool! You say you like her, and you cannot even joke and attract her. I see Ella's eyes wander off. See! She's losing focus. What can I talk about, like really well?
I say the first thing that comes to my head. "Let's fight!" What the fuck.
Ella stares at me like I've gone insane. "We're at a lake? With humans standing all around us?"
"No one's here." I become my brave self. Before Ella can respond, I lift her up into the air.
"Nine! Put me down!" She screams. So cute.
"Nope. Not until you punch me."
"What?" Ella gives me a pointed look, still looking beautiful with her almond eyes. I blink.
"Go ahead." I grin. Ella gives me a feeble punch and I groan. "Not like that! Let me teach you some ass- kicking moves."
Ella giggles at the old term I used to use and when I put her down, she runs. "Catch me if you can!" She calls over her shoulder.
"Oh no you don't!" I give chase. Damn, she's fast. I have to use my advanced super speed to catch up to her.
"Cheater." She pouts. "What did you say?" My eyes glint as I grab her and tickle her sides. I force myself not to let go in shock when I realise how slim and petite her body is.
"Let me go!" Ella screams and a few people look at us strangely, thankfully still not recognizing us. I laugh maniacally and tickle her harder, making her squeal, which somehow sounds like music to my ears. (And I'm officially insane.)
I twirl her round and round (she's so dainty and light even though she's now tall), then put her down. As Ella pants to catch her breath, I'm once again reminded of how beautiful she is. She's so pretty, so kind, so nice, so wonderful. I really want to be with her, and yes, I think I'm in love with her.
Without thinking, I bend down to kiss her.
Ella POV
It's an electric, mystifying kiss. I gasp as he dives down and runs his fingers through my hair, as we sink deeper, and deeper. Though initially surprised, I realise how good it feels, how right. It feels like the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I never want it to end.
Just as soon as it started, it ends. Nine pulls away sheepishly. "I'm so sorry," he stammers, "I couldn't help it, I just realised how great you looked, and how much I liked you-"
"You like me?" I ask, stunned.
Nine opens and closes his mouth like he doesn't know what to say, but finally nods. "I love you. And I know it's not proper, and, oh gosh, I don't know what to say-"
I shush him by pressing my lips to him. This time it lasts way longer.
XXX
"Are you sure you want this? I'm too old for you, and people will talk." Nine tells me.
I nod vehemently. "I never wanted anything more. I want us to be together."
"The rest may not be too happy about it, especially Marina." Nine frowns.
"It's okay, we can make it work." I assure him. "As long as we're together, everything will be alright.
XXX
"You're WHAT?" I flinch as Marina screeches. I feel Nine tense and I squeeze his hand reassuringly.
"We're dating." I confirm. Everyone else is staring at us, eyes popping out of their sockets. Nine's right, they ARE stunned. Marina's hands are outstretched, as if she's this close to strangling Nine. John and Sarah are open-mouthed as they finally stop their smooching for the first time. Sam and Adam just gape dumbly at me. Only Six is smirking slightly and winking at me like a know-all. I can see Nine resisting the urge to roll his eyes and I giggle.
"But- but- you're too-" Marina stammers.
"Young? Marina, I'm sixteen. I'm perfectly capable of dating." I reply brusquely. Before Marina can reply, Nine cuts in. "Guys, I know it may look strange. Heck, even I don't know how it started. But the point is we like each other, and despite our age gap, I'm sure that we can prove to you that we can make this work. Just take us seriously and see how it goes, ok?"
For a moment, everyone's quiet, stunned by Nine's sudden seriousness. Finally, Sarah stands and gives us a hug. "I'm so happy for you two." She whispers.
John thumps Nine hard on the back. "Good luck, bro. You're no longer a bachelor."
"Very funny." Nine grumbles as tension breaks and all of us laugh.
Marina crosses her arms and sighs. "Okay, I give my blessing." We cheer and she hastily adds. "AFTER I interrogate Nine." She drags the whining Nine into a room as I roll my eyes, smiling in amusement.
sorry I think it's really bad! Please give feedback and review! Do you guys like the two of them together?:) which of my Nine one-shots did u like the most: Nix, Nine x Marina or Nine x Ella? (What can I say, I love Nine too much) Also, a few of you wanted Six/Eight, Six/Sam and John/Sarah. Please vote for which one you want next via reviews, along with any other ships I haven't done yet:)
thanks for reading,and hope it didnt suck too much.
