Well, I am back again, with another update. Sorry for the delay, completely ran out of ideas. Even now, I am running low; as I find myself reciting the storyline or some specific dialogues I will be putting in ROD's sequel.

I really enjoyed writing this chapter (despite my shitty ideas) as finally, Lara and Kurtis had something to do apart from running.

I have personally sent messages to signed reviewers, but for the anonymous ones, a big THANK YOU! Please keep on reviewing!

Enjoy, and do lend me some ideas, PLEASE!

Lara Croft: Tomb Raider

Ending

Chapter 9: Blizzard

A cold hand slipped past Lara's warm one, as the raider gasped in a state of shock. She was in the Vault of trophies, and was changing her clothes, from the wetsuit to her normal attire. She was all done, except her belt she was just fastening when this cold hand came just out of nowhere. The second hand followed after first hand from the other side of her waist and ever so softly, Kurtis' face came to rest on Lara's shoulder, his lips brushing the back of her neck. Lara closed her eyes, and leaned against him, now knowing who the intruder was.

As pale sunlight pierced in through crimson curtains, Lady Croft lay cuddled in her bed. Now instead of being unconscious, she was now rather sleeping peacefully. On the other hand, her comrade had likewise, started and was progressing impressively in his snoring exercise.

When he had buckled her belt, he twisted her into his arms, as his hands on her back pulled her closer, while Lara's hands in Kurtis hair pulled him closer. She locked herself in his azure pools, and neither of them felt how terribly close they were. How close their lips were. 'Three, two, one-'

THUMP!

A groan erupted from the covers, as Lara now lay on the marble floor. Kurtis popped open one eye, then closed it again and continued snoring. Grunting, the brunette hoisted herself up, pulled off the covers and stretched herself, yawning. "Time?" she muttered to herself, and glancing at the alarm on the side table, found out it was 11 AM.

She rubbed her bottom as she rose up, muscles coming to a use after a somewhat proper rest. Stretching herself, she sighed and walked towards the bathroom.

She saw her reflection in the mirror. 'I miss me' she thought to herself. Dark circles fell around her beautiful hazel eyes, and the faded eyeliner still looked as if it had its effect. Small nose, full dull pink lips, white skin, perfectly brown hair that she had cut herself.

She washed her face, and then as a little water fell on her clothes, she realized that she was wearing a night suit. "What the-"she muttered, then as her memory rushed back in from a dreamy state, she lost her temper completely.

Rushing out of the bathroom, with her angelic face dripping with water, she made her way towards Kurtis' bed. She shook hard until he opened his left eye to see the commotion.

Lara.

"Wha- now?" he asked in an aloof, hoarse voice.

"THIS!" she bellowed as she held up the shirt.

Kurtis had to squint to see what Lara was holding: Ahh… the night suit shirt.

"Yeah, so?" he asked casually.

"SO!" she roared. Kurtis blinked innocently. She released a sigh, but she was not through yet. "You undressed me?" she questioned gravely.

"Course not," he said with a simple amused expression. "I put it on top of your usual outfit. Check if you don't believe me," he challenged.

Lara glanced inside the shirt, and saw her black tank top. She turned her head away, embarrassed.

"Yeah! And it's okay!" he called out as he fell back into the soft pillows.

"You read my m-"Lara began only to be interrupted by him:

"Some things are visible on the face!"

She returned to the bathroom and prepared herself for a long relaxing bath.

A knock on the door interrupted her when she was turning on the taps, naked.

"What!" she called out, tensed.

"Can I have a moment alone? It's urgent!" he bellowed.

"Shit!" she muttered to herself as she looked around for something.

Aha! She found it: A bathrobe. She released a sigh of relief as she wore it, kicking her pants and tank top to one corner.

She unlocked the door and he entered with a rush she had never seen before. She walked out and he locked the door.

He emerged after five minutes, all dressed up (he had taken his clothes with him). Placing his wallet in his back pocket and told her, "I'll be getting clothes for us."

Lara nodded and he called from the doorway, "13B pants, 11A shirt and extra large-"

Lara roared at him and he shuffled away.

After a long hot bath, that washed away all confused moments, dirt and memories, Lara dried her body and a knock interrupted her.

"Your clothes, Croft," Kurtis said through the wood.

"Just a sec," she said whilst she tied the towel rope.

For what Kurtis handed me was a black bag. After opening it, Lara gasped at what she saw. 'Man, he does have a good fashion sense' she realized.

Brown pants, a white tank top and a brown long coat to cover it all up. As an additional accessory, a black woolen scarf.

All dressed up, her hair dried and set in a simple braid, she walked out and saw Kurtis in blue jeans, a black T-shirt over a white long sleeved one and a brown jacket lying on the bed. He dusted the snow off his hair.

"What took you so long?" Lara asked.

He pointed towards the window, "You really don't wanna know how I walked to the clothing store," he returned earnestly.

She was greeted with a surprise when she walked over to it; nothing but snow.\

"A blizzard!" he completed for her.