Chapter 7: Oh no

I woke up, my eyes fluttered open, my head resting on Sharkboy's bare chest. I reached down and laid my hand on his which was placed on my bare waist. I felt good. I felt great. I closed my eyes until I heard a snarl. I jumped and sat up, turning around in time to see glowing crimson flames enter the woods.

"Uh oh." I squeaked. Pushing myself to my knees I grabbed Sharkboy and started to shake him back and forth. "Sharkboy wake up!" I squealed. He pushed me away sleepily and rolled over.

"Five more minutes." He muttered lazily, burring his face into the sand. I extended my fingers, my nails growing, I stuck them into his rump. He screamed and jumped up, his hands over his butt. He looked at me, his eyebrows furrowed. "What did you do that for!" He yelled at me. I stood up and grabbed his clothes, slamming them into his chest.

"No time for that, we're in deep trouble." I replied, panicking.

"Why?" I cocked an eyebrow, watching as I scrambled to put my dress on.

"Lavagirl saw us naked." I replied. He gasped.

"Are you serious!" He whimpered. I nodded and pulled my hair out of the back of my dress. Scrambling he threw his clothes on and headed towards the woods, following the glass footsteps from the melted sand. We caught up to her where we had left her. She was sitting on a rock, her arms crossed. Her face was red. She looked so angry. "Lavagirl." Sharkboy hollered, breaking through the opening. She stood up and whirled around. She stomped towards us. Both of us stopped and started to back away, but she was only after one of us.

"What are you thinking! You…" She puffed her cheeks out, trying to find something to say. I didn't know who she was talking to until she cranked her hand back and slammed it across my face. A loud hiss screamed from her touch, deafening me. The heat seared my skin as I spun away. "Who do you think you are barging in on our life! On our relationship! How dare you steal him from me!" She screamed, her eyes turning red. I pushed myself to my feet and started to back away from her as her hands caught on fire. I gasped. I shook my head.

"b-but…I love him." I whimpered. Her face warped. Screaming she threw fireballs at me. Screaming I dodged it, the ground where I was standing turning black.

"You're not allowed to love him!" She screamed, throwing another one at me. She had gone nuts! She was insane! I spun out of the way and charged at her. I had to get her to stop. Just before I got to her, the ground opened up beneath us. I stopped and looked down. Screaming, we slid down this long, ice covered tunnel, Lavagirl melting the ice behind us. Reaching the end of the tunnel, we went straight up this large chute and flew across a bottomless pit and landed on the other side.

I screamed as I hit, trying my hardest to keep myself on the path. Sliding off of it would not keep me alive. I screamed and sunk my nails into the ice, the friction sending sparks into the air as we no longer slid over ice, but instead over rock. Suddenly, we were airborne again. I gasped as I saw a large black hole coming up on us. What was in there? Was it big enough? Sharkboy disappeared first, then the much heavier Lavagirl who had managed to end up in front of me in the long twisting slide of ice -which was probably why it turned to rock.

"Oh hell no!" I screamed. Snapping my arms out. My nails caught the sides, my ribs smashing against the wall of the hole. I wheezed as all of the air was knocked out of my lungs from the collision. I looked down behind me, my arms clutching at the at the sides of the wall. There was a bright light below me. I swallowed hard and sunk my nails into the ice hole in attempts to keep myself from falling to my death. A loud crackling reached my ears. I gasped and looked forward. The ice was breaking away! Pulling away from the rest of the wall, the large chunk that I was so helplessly clinging to fell away and hurdled down into the dark hole of nothingness, taking me with it. I screamed as I came up on the light quickly, the passed through its barrier. I landed in a large bath full of ice cubes, being submerged in water. I hissed, the cold water gushing down my throat, freezing my lungs and stomach. My bottom hit the bottom. Closing my mouth and eyes, I forced my feet down and pushed my half frozen body to the surface.

"Well, well, well, what have we here?" A deep voice questioned. I clung to the side and looked up, shivering so hard the chattering of my teeth sounded like the clicking of those clam things that those Spanish dancers use…flamenco dancers? There was a boy sitting on a large, icy throne. He had long, shoulder length ice blue hair, his bangs pushed over to cover one eye. He wore a long, ice gemmed light blue cloak, his lips light purple. A beaded head dress was dangling down around his forehead, but his eyes were contrasting with the rest of his beautiful, icy appearance. Bright red like fire, so hot they seemed as if they could melt the ice around us.

Pushing himself to his feet, large balls of spinning ice beads and liquid hydrogen balls rotated around him. He stepped forward, walking closer to us, but stopped halfway as another voice intruded in on the silence.

"Oh! How unfair you do this to them my brother!" Behind him a red, fiery figure emerged, melting away the ice as he stepped forward. He looked just like his "brother". His hair was slightly shorter, spikier, wild red flames on his head as his wild red lips curled into a smile. A red beaded headdress occupied the same place his brothers did, but his clothes were significantly different. Instead of the tie around ice blue shawl that was wrapped around his flawless, beaded bare legs, his was a red, fiery shall wrapped around his waist, below encasing the upper part of his thighs were a pair of tight, black shorts. His brother turned to stare at his "hot" brother with his fiery eyes, the upper part of his body becoming visible to my eyes. He didn't wear a shirt, instead his body was covered in little glistening frozen gems.

"You don't care." The ice prince replied. His fiery laughed in reply and stopped next to him, his long flaming cloak flowing to a stop, his chest as well being exposed. The same, little red, ruby gems on his flesh.

"True, I don't." He chortled. Snapping his arm out, fire flew from his fingerless, ruby encrusted, red, elbow length gloved arm towards us. I gasped as I was engulfed in flame. The blast knocked me back into the water which is what I was truly thankful for -wow, I never thought I could ever say that about water! The shifting of the water caused my heart to stop. Suddenly all of it disappeared and I fell to the ground, landing in a pile of ice cubes and wet snow. The boy laughed, pulling his hand back to his side. Sharkboy rushed to my side as I sputtered. How long had he been there? Where had he been.

"Hey! Don't you think it's kind of rude to single out a cat? I mean first with water, now fire?" Sharkboy hollered, helping me sit up. The flaming boy smiled, his eyes piercing blue like ice crystals. How odd.

"And what about you? Can we single you out?" He snickered, starting to make his way forward.

"I have a better chance of defending myself then she does." Sharkboy admitted. The boy laughed.

"I don't chose my opponents on skills, just so you know." He snickered. "I burn everything in my way!" he slammed his hands together, a large gust of flames shooting out at us. I screamed as Sharkboy pushed himself in front of me. This was going to kill us both!

"Don't you dare hurt Sharky!" Lavagirl stepped in the way, pushing his beam of flames back with a blast of her own.

"Lavagirl!" Sharkboy hollered, looking back over his shoulder. The boy stopped, the flames dieing down, a shocked look on his face. His icy brother looked at his expression and then at Lavagirl.

"Honestly, must you two destroy everything?" He snorted. Sticking his hand out, he started to mend the melted pathway between them.

"Unbelievable." His the flame king whispered, completely baffled. He walked forward, swiftly until he was standing right in front of Lavagirl. He held his hand up, just inches from her face. She pulled away a half a step, glowering at him and stared at his hand as he brought it closer to her. He brushed his fingertips across her cheek. She closed her eyes, waiting for him to pull away but he progressed and pressed his palm against her cheek. "Unbelievable," He whispered again, his eyes narrowing.

I felt Sharkboy's muscles jump below me. My eyes shot up to him. He was glaring at them, his sharp teeth visible, his eyes pure black. With a snarl he dropped me, my head hitting the rock down below me with a crack. I grunted and rubbed the back of my skull as I watched as he stood up and stomped over to him. I whimpered.

"Don't touch her!" Sharkboy demanded, shoving him away. Smoke rose from his hand, but he gritted his teeth and pretended like it didn't phase him. Lavagirl shoved Sharkboy away, leaving slightly charred hand marks on the boy's back.

"Sharkboy! Stop it!" She growled. She stepped forward, a smile on her face as she looked up into the boys ice blue eyes. "Touch me again." She smiled. He chuckled lightly and laid his hand on her cheek again. Sharkboy huffed and crossed his arms. I felt anger roll through me. What was I to him anyway! Grunting I stood up and walked up behind him, my lips pushed into a hard line. Clenching my right fist I tapped his left shoulder. He turned around and looked at me but just as he was turning I hauled off and punched him in the face, knocking him to the ground. He looked at me shocked.

"Cod!" I hissed and stepped over him, feeling that it was better to stand next to someone who would keep my flaming anger cool. Lavagirl continued to look into the males eyes, her hand soon finding it's way to his face where she dragged her fingertips down the soft looking flesh and through his flaming locks.

"So your name is Lavagirl?" He whispered, a loving, obsessed smile on his face. She smiled at him, her eyes narrow with love as well.

"Yes." She whispered, sounding almost breathless. "What is your name?" She asked, her eyes almost closed. With a gentle tone he whispered his name so that it almost sounded like the crackling of a camp fire.

"Phoenix." She smiled, almost seeming week at the knees. He pulled away but grabbed her hand, looking back at his brother. "That is my brother Shiva" He replied. She nodded and proceeded to tell him of us.

"That's Sharkboy, and that's Miu." She pointed at me. I bowed my head slightly, still ticked off that Sharkboy was acting like a jerk. He smiled.

"I think the kitten will be in need of a new…dress." He raise an eyebrow, looking at me, his smile cemented on his face. He was just like her, always smiling. I looked back and saw that my dress was ripped all up the back and part of the front. I whimpered as my tail hung down in between my legs.

"Shall I…find something to make her dress with?" Shiva questioned, his face in a permanent frown. He was the opposite of his brother. Phoenix nodded, his white teeth glittering in the pale blue light. Lavagirl looked at me and shrugged.

"I guess it would be a good thing, I don't think she feels comfortable with her bottom hanging out." He nodded and turned to me.

"follow me." He replied. I looked back at the staring lovebirds and the sulking Sharkboy who was still sitting on the ground, his head practically in between his knees as he held his hand on his cheek, shaking his head. I nodded and turned around, following the ice prince to the back of the room where Phoenix had come out of. Passing through a doorway, we came out into this huge, bedroom looking area, a door on the opposite side of the room was made of ice, and behind it, was a red glow. It must have been Phoenix's room. "Stay here." He demanded. I stood still as he disappeared behind a large curtain of beaded ice. I looked around. That's all his room was, a large group of floating ice crystals and off towards the center was a large dip of ice with ice blue blankets. His bed I was guessing. Off to the left of the large room was a huge vanity, and on the exact opposite side of the room was a fire place. I looked at it incredulously, but what was burning inside of it wasn't fire, it was a blue flame that gave off the little ice beads. He returned a couple seconds later with folded cloth in his arms.

"What's behind that door?" I asked, pointing off across the room at the ice door with the red behind it. He stopped and looked, handing out the cloth to me. "that is my brother's room." He replied. I took the cloth from him and unfolded it. There was a long, beautiful light blue cloth. He turned around and took a couple steps away. I opened my mouth to say that I didn't feel comfortable to get undressed and dressed in the same room with him when a large wall of thick ice slid around me. I squeaked. There were clothing hooks -or what looked to be clothing hooks- on the walls. I looked down at the dress and sighed. Reaching up I hung the dress up on the hook and progressed forward to take my torn dress off. "I must apologize." He replied. I stopped, looking up at the wall where he had been before.

"Why?" I questioned, my eyebrows furrowing in the middle.

"I shouldn't have been so rude to you, it's not what someone of my stature should have been doing." He replied. I could hear the patting of his bare feet as he slowly walked across his bedroom floor. I looked down at my feet as I let my dress fall to my ankles.

"What stature is that?" I asked, quietly.

"I am a prince of the ice," He replied. "But I have become bitter over the years." He replied. I grabbed the icy dress and slid it on. It was an off-the-shoulder strapped dress with long sleeves that had an icy ring at the tips. I put the rings on and smoothed out the stomach of the dress. It showed off the belly but it had the sides, and for the back, it was held together with black ribbon, like a corset. The skirt on the right was cut above my hip but once it reached the inside of my right hip it dropped down into the skirt and was tied with the same black ribbon as on the back. The walls fell away, causing me to jump. He was staring at me, his icy blue lips pulled into a straight line. "Here," He held out a couple boxes. I took them and opened the largest one. I pulled out a couple of the crystal beads and looked at them confused.

"What are they?" I asked, looking at him confused, suddenly they all shot from the box and rushed to my legs. I screamed and jumped back, but it didn't stop them until they were all in place. They sent out a very thin line and connected themselves together around my legs. I looked at them questioningly, then realized they were the same leggings he had.

"Open the other box." He replied monotonously. Looking down at the other one, I held it tightly in my hands, hesitating to open it. Taking a deep breath I laid my hand on top of it and pulled the cover off. Again more crystals fluttered from the box only this time to my face. I held my breath and closed my eyes tightly, waiting for the pain of them, but I felt nothing. "You can open your eyes." he replied. I did. He smiled. Pulling away he brought up a large ice wall, in it was my reflection. I stared at it, my curly, cream colored hair was perfectly straight now -probably from all of the abuse it's taken- and upon my head was a beautiful beaded headdress that made me look like a queen. Wait! A Queen!