Ok for those who are in the government business I would like to announce to the world that I Ace do not OWN Sky High or any of the characters affiliated with it. Not that I don't want to its just that my bank balance doesn't allow me to buy the rights to them. So there fore you have no grounds for a legal suite. Just so you know I OWN Arcana... she is Mine... she always have and always will be... When your not reading her shes in a safe place tied up in black ribbon...
There was only one thing that I could do to sort out my rather frantic emotions. And that was to confront them. Which would require me to actually talk, well converse with Warren. Straitening I looked around the bombsite that was my room. Hmmm… leaning over the side of the bed I scooped up a black mini skirt. Standing up I put it on, I walked over to my floor length mirror and scrutinized myself. I was short, but boots with a thick sole could help that. Brushing my hair out of my eyes. It was mid waist and wavy. Thanks to my mother, of Egyptian decent. My eyes were dark green almost black and were heavily made up with dark eye makeup. My eyes traveled to my body. I was thin, turning on my side I measured my waist and sighed. I'd lost weight that I probably shouldn't have lost. My skirt was almost indecently low on my hips. I pulled it up, it slipped back down almost instantly. Sighing I pulled off my singlet and pulled on a plain red long sleeved shirt. Taking a deep breath I decided that it was too plain, leaning in further into the deep abyss of my wardrobe I blindly searched for a short sleeved top of some kind. Touching soft material I pulled it out. It was a black t-shirt with a silver dragon curling up it. Bringing it close to my nose and inhaling deeply I was almost surprised when it came out clean.
'Cool,' I commented to myself. Pulling it on I leaned down and snagged up my mobile phone and wallet. I had an urgent meeting with a certain Mr. Warren. Walking out of my room I was almost bowled over by two brawling men. Blinking I stepped back and watched warily as they stopped and looked at me surprised.
'My GOD!' Cane said in mock horror, holding Karma in a headlock. 'Your dressed in normal clothes and you look semi decent! What's come over you?' he asked aghast. 'You almost look normal.'
'I'm just-' I broke off as Karma punched Cane non too lightly in the stomach and tried to relieve himself of the head lock that he was in. there was a brief struggle that ended up with Cane and Karma moving up the hall. I followed them, more out of interest then necessity. They got to the top of the stairs, both of them were panting slightly.
'Give me the god damn remote control,' Cane commanded. Karma gave him a haughty look.
'Guys,' I said waving my hand to regain their attention. 'Going out to do… stuff. I'll be back in an hour or so,' I finished trying to move past the two men who were eyeing each other rather evilly. Cane nodded then whacked Karma hard enough to over balance and fall over the edge of the stairs. I watched it in a sort of a sick slow motion thing. Karma reached over and grabbed hold of Cane's leg and dragged him down with him. I held back a laugh as they both landed with a sickening thud at the bottom. Walking down I patted an extremely dazed Cane on the head and gave Karma a wink. I left the house to the once again heated the discussion on who was the ultimate ruler of the remote control. Walking out into the street I was hit with a cool breeze. I warmed my body temp to accommodate the change of environment. Getting to the Paper Lantern took around 20 minutes to walk there. I enjoyed walking, it gave me time to clear my head. Sort out problems that had been bothering me. I as my stride found a rhythm I started to maul over the rather intricate workings that were my mind. My mind as though on its own accord turned to warren. Closing my eyes I took a deep breath, closing the door on that bag of cookies before I burnt a nice neighborhood to the ground. A car drove up beside me stopped. I looked over at it and saw Sam a friend of my brothers frowning at me.
'You shouldn't be walking the streets at this time without someone with you, get in I'll take you home,' he said leaning over to talk out the window.
'I'm not going home,' I said walking over to the car and leaning in so that I could hear him better, 'but… you can give me a lift to the Paper Lantern if you want.' I said with a overly cute look. He shook his head and sighed.
'Get in,' he said a slight edge to his voice, anyone else would have assumed that he was annoyed. But he along with about five other select few had grown up with my brother, which in turn had made me a sort of an adopted sister to them… well… there was Alex… so I knew that he wasn't angry… well I hoped he wasn't. When I was settled he turned and gave me a tired look. 'Your brother would never forgive me if I'd left you there. This isn't because I like you…' I snorted.
'Yeah well lets say that the feeling is mutual! And my brother would of course forgive you… he'd just kill you first,' I retaliated. Sam nodded slowly in fake seriousness.
'True,' he said turning into the car park of the paper lantern. I smiled at him in thanks.
'I guess that I'll see you later on tonight,' I said getting out of the car. He nodded and yawned again.
'Could you do us a favor?' he asked. I nodded frowning.
'Yeah… what?' I asked leaning back into the car.
'Call someone to pick you up when you want to come home. Cane will worry.' He said. 'And I really don't think that I could handle a search tonight, I have to sleep. Really I do.' he said. I frowned. There had been one time when I was fourteen that I hadn't told Cane where I had went and he had gotten worried and forced everyone to go out and look for me. One time. And everyone acts as though it was yesterday! I had grown up… heaps… I mean that was 2 years ago…
'I promise,' I said crossing my chest. 'Now go home. Get some sleep!' I commanded. Leave me here to face my weirdest fight yet. Alone. Moving to look at the restaurant I was filled with a mixture of emotions. So many that I couldn't quite figure out what they were.
'Here goes nothing,' I said to myself walking into the restaurant. Walking up to the window that led to the kitchen I caught someone's eye and beckoned them over to the opening.
'Warren… where is he?' I asked. The women frowned looked around, then smiled at me.
'You go out back, up stairs to the right and knock on first door on your left. Warren will be there,' she said her voice heavily accented. I smiled and nodded my head in thanks. She pointed to a door to my right that I supposed led to "out back" walking out I saw that there were indeed to sets of stairs. Walking up the one to my right as instructed I was once again hit with the overwhelming urge to run. And run fast. Very far away… gritting my teeth I moved up and went to the door that was suppose to hold Warren. So I did the only thing that I could. I knocked. Which was probably one of the most stupidest things that I had ever done in my life, but we weren't going to go there. Not tonight. Warren answered the door and looked surprised to say the least. I gave him a blank look and tried not to notice the fact that he was wearing ripped jeans that showed off more skin then usual. Which was really, really nice looking skin. Shaking my head I focused on his face, which wasn't really any much better, well ok, screw it. It was at least 100 times better then the jeans. His hair was tied back so there was more of his face to look at.
'What do you want?' he demanded. ok that wasn't what I was expecting but hey I was sure that I could work with it. Right?
'You said that we needed to finish our "talk" so I'm here to finish it.' I said looking him over again. God he really was hott.
'Ok… how did you find me?' he asked leaning against the doorway. Ok so he wasn't going to let me in, I was still in control of the situation here… wasn't I?
'I asked downstairs,' I said, leaning against the railing and looking at him under hooded eyes. Yes this was working out wonderfully. And I really was an Arabian princess…
'Right,' he said nodding… then the awkward silence ensued. I licked my lips and nodded, trying to rack my brain for a cool and sophisticated question to ask him… mainly about the reason why he kissed me. Why had he kissed me?
'Ahhh… because I wanted too,' he said looking at me strangely. Oh shit. Had I said that out allowed?
'Yeah…' he said, my eyes open in horror and I clasped both my hands over my mouth. That wasn't supposed to happen.
'Look, Arcana, your cute,' hello, did he just tell me that I was cute? That my friend was an insult to the female nation. No female in their right mind appreciates being called cute, hott, attractive even, were all acceptable. But cute? That was… I gritted my teeth and took a deep breath. 'And you were all fired up the other night and then you grinned, which seriously is very sexy. So I thought what the hell, I'd kiss you. Then I did and that's all there is too it. I wanted to talk so that you'd know that I didn't want anything like for you too be my girlfriend or even a friend because hey, Layla's more then I can handle.' He finished his face blank. He had a great poker face, then the sky fell. This is what I had wanted right? This here… I had come here to tell him to stay away? Hadn't I? Then why did I feel as though someone had kicked me in the gut? Pull yourself together girl. You are in control, you are a Montague and your untouchable and this guy… this thing in front of you didn't mean anything to you, he only kissed you once. Even then it wasn't that good! I guess we just stared at each other for a long while. Then reality hit and seriously who was I kidding he was a great kisser!
'Thanks,' I said straitening, putting all emotions on hold. Because I couldn't deal with them right now. 'you just made my life so easy.' It was all lies of course, but hopefully he would never know. I turned to walk back down the stairs to go home. Hook up with the first single guy that wasn't related to me, or was a close friend of my brother, cause I had learned my lesson… twice… well on the third time I realized that it really bugged him. Or was it the fourth. But we weren't getting into that. For the second time that day Warren grabbed me by the upper arms and whirled me around to look at him. For some really bizarre reason he was angry. It was written all over face and the fact that he was on fire… that was another small indicator that he was indeed slightly pissed off. Or a lot.
'What!' I demanded. He just looked at me. I frowned and shook my head at him in question. 'What!' I asked again trying to tug myself from his grasp.
'That's it?' he asked, he seemed more angry for some reason. I moved slightly, tried to slip out of his tight grip on my arms.
'What's it?' I asked frowning at him. Ok it was official I was confused beyond all imagination. He glared at me. I shook my head, trying to indicate that I had no idea what he was going on about.
'I expected more from you. To see this girl that everyone says explodes with the smallest insult,' he growled. I gritted my teeth and tried to sort out what he was saying.
'Ok… your not making sense to me,' I said ignoring the fact that my own pyrokenisis was responding to the flames on his arms, and was slowly creeping down my arms. He shook his head at me. Then kissed me again. I started to respond then realized what I was doing, I pulled back and looked at him, a little wide eyed.
'Why do you keep doing that?' I demanded, finally ripping myself from his grasp. My eyes narrowed as I glared at him.
'I don't know!' he almost yelled back, 'I cant seem to stop myself!' I shook my head getting even more angry.
'Not an excuse!' I snapped crossing my arms in front of me and tried to stare him down.
'Its like I just…' he broke off and growled to himself and gave me a narrowed look. Almost as if it was all my fault. Well tecniqually it was but I was wasn't going to go into that.
'Look…' I snapped, there was no way that he was going to make me look like a fool. 'I don't care what you feel… hell you could fall off the end of the world and I wouldn't shed a tear, but I fully agree that we would never work as a couple. We are too… alike… different… anyway we wouldn't work… even if we did give it a shot we'd end up killing each other by the end of the first date. That I could assure you.'
'No we wouldn't…' he argued. Hello! Did he just swap sides? Not cricket. This wasn't working.
'what are you on about now?' I said, giving him a slightly peeved off look.
'that we would work… we're so alike that's what would make us work.' He said straightening. I blinked.
'Ok… you have your opinion I have mine. And we will never find out who winds because I know that your never going to give it a shot.' I said my hands going to my waist. My hips moved on their own accord, my weight moving to my left leg. Giving it the appearance that my right one was thrust out. He smiled at my indignent appearance.
'Fine…' he snapped. 'We'll give it a shot… starting tonight.'
BOW BOW BOW BOW… sorry about the late update… I had stuff to do… people to see… and my laptops being evil… most electronic equipment are… evil little beings. So therefore sorry again. See I told you that their getting together… sort of… you have to wait till the next chapter to see what Arcana's reaction to that little bombshell that Warren so kindly dropped on her… so… um… I don't have anything else to say apart from huge hugs to the people who reviewed… and they would be… ephona, Grim Pirate, Rachaelahn, ellelovesmax85… there are others and I give you hugs too… And of course still what I assume to be my number one Fan InvisibleA… lots of hugs.
Until next time…
ACE
