Chapter 8: What Happens On the Hammock Stays On the Hammock

Author Notes:

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We walked into Neo China at around 8:30. I still didn't understand why we hadn't just gone to the Paper Lantern, but Warren insisted on checking out the competition. We sat down in a large booth and our server came out 5 minutes later. He annoyed my right from the start. His ego what about as big as that giant pimple on his forehead he was trying to cover up with foundation. I laughed as he took Warren's order and then turned to me.

"So what can I get for you babe?" he asked checking me out. I laughed and batted my eye lashes.

"I'll have the sweet dumplings, and a salad." I responded playing with my hair in a flirty way. He grinned and assured me he would be RIGHT BACK! I nodded and looked up at Warren. His eyes were fixed on the waiter and his hand was smoking a little. I picked up his hand and put it in his water, and then tried to strike up a conversation.

"So how's your mom?" I asked innocently. His glaze then turned to me and in a monotone he said "Fine." I nodded and tried to think of something to talk about. However, right then our waiter came back with our food.

"Alright the chicken lo mien for you, and the sweet dumplings for the sweet thing over here." He said handing me my food. I laughed a little and started to eat. Warren's eyes blazed with hatred, and his hands started to make his water boil. The waiter (Jeff) left winking at me, and I ate timidly.

"The food certainly fails in comparison to the Paper Lantern's" I tried innocently.

"Yeah…maybe we should hire that waiter…you seem to like him more then our staff." He replied curtly.

"Warren!" I hissed under my breath, "Come on don't be like that." He laughed. Hard, harder then I've ever seen him laugh before.

"God…fuck this…I'm leaving!" he said getting up and storming out. I really wasn't in the mood to deal with his moodiness so I finished up and Jeff came back.

"Hey baby where'd your date go, don't tell me he left you with the bill." He said sitting down across from me. I nodded and faked a sad hurt face. He gave me what I supposes was supposed to be a sexy smile (though it kinda looked like a beached whale dying) and took the check away.

"Tell you what, it's on the house. Would want you to have to waist any of you money on scum like that." He grinned and got up.

"Wow…thanks…is there anything I can do to repay you?" I asked politely.

"Well maybe I could call you come time?" He asked and I laughed a little on the inside. Wow…this guy was a real lady killer…but hey free food is free food! I wrote it on his hand and then left the building. Warren was sitting on top of the dumpster leaning back on his elbows looking satisfied. I gave him a questioning look and then looked in the window he had just been staring through. My waiter man was running around like a manic with his ass on fire. Everyone was screaming and running to get water. Warren chuckled and jumped down from the dumpster. I looked at him bewildered.

"What they hell is wrong with you!" I yelled as he walked. This didn't bother him and he continued on. I walked briskly up next to him.

"You can't just set people on fire every time someone pisses you off Warren!" I tried once again to get him to stop. He didn't. Ok so this one was a bit below the belt, but hey, I was in that kinda mood.

"Or you know…that might have been what you were going for. I mean the apple never falls that far from the tree." I regretted saying it right after the words came out. He stopped, and turned around slowly. I bit my lip and tired to take them back but he cut me off.

"And maybe that would make you happy…you'd never have to be hassled by me again. You could run off with any guy you wanted, not care about my feelings at all. Oh wait sec…you don't even do that now." He shot, sending daggers strait for my heart.

"Warren please, let me..."

"No," he cut me off as he got on his motorcycle, "let ME for once" he drove away. I sat down on the cement in shock. Was I really that big of a bitch? Yes…yes I was. I shook my head and a tear fell on my cheek. I had almost forgotten what it felt like. To cry. I hadn't cried since. Well since Xander…but that was NOT something I was getting caught up in right now. I had to fix things. Tomorrow I told myself. I'll go see him tomorrow. I walked home in a little bit of a daze. My house is actually really big. My room is up in the circular tower at the left hand corner. Outside my window is a balcony, and a fire escape. I have a hammock hanging in between the two that I sleep in sometimes. I got dressed in my PJ's and climbed out onto it. I had almost dozed off when I felt the escape shift and bang. Someone was climbing up. I peered over the ledge slowly and the intruders head sprang up and collided with me nose.

"OWWW FART KNOCKERSSSS!" I yelled and held my nose.

"Oh SHIT! God Kaye I'm sorry." The stranger exclaimed as they pulled themselves onto the top step. Warren? Sure enough it was Warren Peace sitting on me fire escape.

"Nah, it's ok, I deserved it." I said rubbing my nose a bit, then turning to look at him. He looked tired. It had been a long climb up. I scooted over on the hammock and let him on. He sat at the very edge as far from me as possible. This didn't really work though because it threw off the weight balance. I almost tumbled off. Catching myself on the edge I steadied myself and then motioned for him to lie down next to me. He hesitated.

"Oh it's great it know I'm contagious." I snapped and he relented. Scooting over he laid down next to me hands behind his head. I sighed and looked up at the stars.

"You think this is one of those times when we should just forgive each other and move on." He asked

"No." I said softly. He frowned and started to get up, but I pushed him back down with me hands and leaned up on an elbow. My hair tumbled over my shoulders, and my blue tank top shown in the moonlight. I tired my best to find the right words but I was nervous. Suddenly I wished that I had gone for a less revealing pair of pajamas. I sighed and looked him in the eyes resting my chin on his stomach.

"I'm so sorry Warren. I shouldn't have said those awful things, and I didn't mean any of them. Please forgive me." I pleaded. There what wasn't so hard? Warren stared at me in awe and eyes studied my face. Ok to uncomfortable for my standard.

"That's right buddy, take a mental picture...because you are NEVER seeing or hearing that again. EVER!" I sneered and tried to tickle him. He flipped me over at lightning speed, and looked down at me through his mop of air. His eyes danced with something I had never seen before. It might have been joy, or even rapture, but it wasn't. It scared me. It was steady, unpredictable, and almost animalistic. But there were traces of gentleness and playfulness weaved into the intricate pattern. I lost myself in the kaleidoscope of emotion for what seemed to be hours. My thoughts were shaken from me when his lips came down and delicately captured mine. They were just as I remembered them. Soft and yet strong, sweet and yet sour. Losing myself I soon found my arms reaching up and pulling him down onto me. He didn't object and his kisses became forceful. I opened my mouth a bit to breathe, and his tongue skillfully found entrance. I sighed a bit into the kiss and tried to find a way for my tongue to express the electricity that was cascading through my body. He explored every corner of my mouth before gently pulling back and dipping in once more. I racked my brain to find the perfect word to explain everything. The unrestrained ecstasy of his mind blowing kisses, a name for the pattern of emotion I found in his eyes and the electric current running through my whole body. Passion. Sheer, untamed passion. Pulling back I looked up at him and smiled. He grinned a bit and sat back, one arm still around me. The silence was deafening. Who knows what he was thinking. I was trying to calm myself down enough to speak.

"You wont tell them." He said finally. I raised a brow.

"Will and the others…you can't tell them about this. They will never let us live it down." He laughed and I relaxed.

"Hey…what happened on the hammock stays on the hammock." I mused and snuggled up against his side, gently nipping at his ear. He squirmed and moved his ears out for reach. But he wasn't getting off that easy…not this time.