Results of the next chap pov:

Sinedd - 3

Micro-Ice - 1

so Sinedd's thoughts on this, um, interesting turn of events ;)

-9-

-Of Morbid Fantasies-

Ok. My brain is currently processing only three thoughts:

1) that what just happened must never be repeated in polite company. Especially in the company of the Snow Kids. Especially D'Jok.

2) that Sinedd is going to die. Soon.

3) that I am most defiantly and irrevocably screwed.

It's not that I'm not unbelievably happy that I scored, and didn't cost the Snow Kids the game, I am. It's just that what happened after the match. Sinedd came over to me and lent down (his height is really starting to annoy me) and whispered something in my ear in his rough, yet silky voice. I don't know how it can be rough and silky – it just was!

"Good game, mini-D'Jok. And, by the way, you look great in your uniform. See you later." I glared at him, as I was supposed to, and marched off.

He kept to his word, to my annoyance, and found me in the corridors of Aarch Academy. He was leaning on the wall, arms folded, jet black hair falling elegantly over his dark violet eyes and a characteristic smirk in place on his lips.

"Mini-D'Jok." Was his greeting.

"Self-righteous bastard." I said civilly in response, crossing my own arms over my stomach.

"Touché. Mimi, is it?" I nodded warily. "Well then, Mimi, how are you?" My brow automatically furrowed at his polite tone. This wasn't the Sinedd I had been warned about, this Sinedd seemed normal and...nice.

"Exhausted and sweating like a pig, you?" I shot back. He grinned, flashing me pearl white teeth.

"Same actually, playing a match at this level tends to do that. Speaking of the match, you were great for someone who never played before. What was that technique you used?" I opened my mouth to form a reply, then it snapped closed again. No way was he getting me with that trick.

"Uh uh, I'm not falling for that." He threw his hands up, blinking innocently. If the devil can be innocent.

"Woah, I'm not trying to steal your secrets."

"Sure," I drawled sarcastically, "and you haven't had it in for my brother and the rest of his team since you first met." He pushed himself off the wall until he was right in front of me, his chest touching my folded arms and his impressive height towering over me. I swear I'm going to marry someone short if it's the last thing I do.

"Mimi-" He started, then a noise up the corridor had us both jerking round, and staring wide-eyed. "Se you around, Mini-D'Jok." He whispered, before (please don't start hyperventilating) bending down and pecking my lips and darting away. I just stood there.

Before you starting killing me for letting it kiss me, I didn't know that would happen! What does it mean? My brain that is, when it comes down to it, a girl's, was over-analysing everything. Does he like me? Or am I just another game to him? The thoughts in my brain were scrambled in a scary and unfamiliar way.

And, the most disturbing thing of all, was they way my heart was fluttering pathetically. Dear god.

A/N: ooooooo this made me laugh while writing! next chapter will be Sinedd and should be up quite soon (especially if my mum lets me have more time on the laptop!). Another vote! Who do you want chapter 12 to be from? vote away, muffins!

Becki

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