BMFM Are not mine.
However other characters are. Thank you all who have reviewed. This is short, hoever it could have been very long.
Chapter 9
Soft memories & Sweet pictures!
"Clearing up what? I want to hear what happened to the dog!" Vinnie said following Throttle; it all sounded anti-climactic but he felt a new respect of the ani-doc. After all, she saved Charley like he would do for his bro's or any damsel in distress. And Charley did the same for her, that kind of thing you just don't brush off.
"You heard what she said, they killed it." Modo looked at the box, "So what do you think is in here miss Amaris?"
"I honestly don't know." They gathered around the box as she opened it with small parry knife. Her eyes widened and her throat tightened up, "Oh.. Buddha."
As she said something in another language, the mice looked at Charley who shrugged. "Don't look at me, I never understood what she says in Japanese."
Amaris lifted the fabric up out of the box and then gathered it into her hands; not caring if she was seen as silly or weepy, she brought the shirt to her face and took in the scent of the man who had loaned it to her on a few occasions. The memories flooded through her mind, and they gave her a kind of gentle peace. The last few years with him were the ones she was feeling in this simple white dress shirt.
Modo watched her; her eyes clouded in memory and a small wistful smile on her face. He wanted to bring her close and just hold her, but she wasn't about to cry. Obviously what was running though her mind were of happier times.
"Woohoo! Pictures!" Vinnie said picking one up, he gave a whistle. "Sweetheart, I knew you had a set of legs, but didn't know you had a set of legs!"
Both his bro's leaned in to see the picture.
"You had long hair!" Throttle remarked in surprise as he took in the black and white picture of a shy Amaris in nothing but a white shirt, her lean legs bare and hair long past the shoulders in curls as her eyes looked forwards at the camera.
As they were admiring the picture, Charley rolled her eyes. Little boys not matter what age or size.
"Guys this must be that guys private stash of pictures!" Vinnie whispered, eyeing the piles inside, some were tied, but most were loose.
"It's not polite to look at a couples private photo's.." Modo said trying to look away. Oh mama! She looks so hot in that picture!
"Yeah, but they ain't a couple anymore." Vinnie grinned noting that Throttle was leaning in a bit closer at the picture and how Modo was blushing, he shifted it away from sight, loving his role as devil's advocate.
Charley noticed how the guys were hovered over the picture. When she saw that Vinnie was teasing them, she saw another picture in the box, lifted it and grinned, "Ooh, Modo. Look at this one!" She was rewarded as a new rush of red came to his face as his eyes were riveted to the photo. Charley grinned at the proof that Modo was attracted to her friend.
The grey mouse's heart was going triple time at the sight of Amaris in her riding suit, the top part off and tied around her waist revealing a tiny yellow tank top showing a nice expanse of her torso. The suit though was tied so low, wicked thoughts went through his mind. Her hands were up into her hair and she was looking away from the camera. From her stance it looked like it was taken without her notice. "Whoa, mama. This one's a keeper!" he muttered as he slowly reached for the picture, in which Charley passed down.
"AOW! Amaris, baby- you are something else!" Vinnie praised as he looked to the photo Modo was holding; even as he was secretly comparing Charley to Amaris.
"You should see some pics of Charley during that time.." Amaris replied, "Mardi Gras...the California beaches..that white water rafting trip, and of course on the tracks too."
"You do not!" Charley said, as each place a memory showed up and her eyes got wider and wider.
Amaris sighed, "Too bad Asphalt bought out most of those pics, but of course," And at this she winked, "I got copies!"
"Where?" Vinnie asked and was rewarded by a punch in the shoulder by Charley; he noticed she was blushing to the top of her head.
A full body blush. Hmm seems the feeling is mutual. Amaris noted as she placed the shirt down on her lap. In a way she was glad they were here, and that they could see her before the accident, if only in pictures. Although they were small and fading well, the scars were still an ugly reminder to her.
Throttle looked down into the box and saw a picture, another black and white. There was strange symbolic writing along the white trim. It was taken from what seemed like the yard with flowering trees framing the side of the picture; Amaris was leaning against a wall, she looked so saddened as her gaze moved outside. On the other side was Tsuyoshi, leaning on the same wall was looking the other way. His face was unreadable, even as his hand was clasping hers loosely in the middle of the awning. The picture made him think of Carbine. In the same way they could be under the same roof, in the same room and still be sometimes worlds apart, but they would always be together. One day maybe Carbine and him would be able to take these kind of pictures; ones filled with meaning and showing happier times after the war; after all, he had lost the ones he had before the war started. He was taken out of his thoughts as Amaris cleared her throat.
"If you don't mind though" She opened her hands for the two photos held in the mice's hands, "I would rather go through these privately."
Abashed, the mice handed back the pictures to their owner. She put the shirt and picture back into the box.
Goodbye, I hope... She couldn't finish her mental wish and she was tired of crying. She looked up at her guests as Cavalier came up with a ball in his mouth, "What do you say we go out and have some fun?"
So, I guess you're wondering what kind of fun can three Biker mice, two women and a pair of dogs can have? Ton's of it! But that's for another story, maybe never to be printed.
I noticed however (beacuse I am a few chapters ahead of what I post) That I am going to have to do the funky translation icons and something for flashbacks, but that will be posted when it happens, otherwise I'd have to write a ton of footnotes on what Amaris says in another language.
Anyways, thanks ahead of time for your reviews, maybe I'll post Ch 10 faster...
