Secret meetings and the Pirate
Narrator's pov.
The Snow Kids were all worn out from there friendly match with the Shadows. Everyone was glad to hear that D'jok only had a slightly broken nose which should be fine in a couple of weeks, though he had to be careful not to fall over and was excluded from training, until it was safe enough for him to go back onto the pitch. D'jok was devastated by the news but Dame Simbai promised to set up a new training programme so he would feel like he wasn't slacking off. Right now the Snow Kids were getting ready for bed. Well, most of them.
Rocket's pov
I hated sneaky about. It seemed like the world thought it was funny to make everything you do seem louder. D'jok had asked me to come and meet him on the roof to talk. It didn't say much, just to make sure I was on time. I silently crept up the stairs and pushed the door open. I was instantly hit by the icy cold air; quickly I grabbed my coat and pulled it tighter around my chest. I saw D'jok red hair stick out easily against the whiteness, I also saw two people standing next to him, one of them I recognise as Sonny Blackbones, D'jok father. The other I recognise as D'joks adoptive mother Maya. What was she doing here?
"Rocket, you're finally here." D'jok stated, as he finally notice that I had arrived. Both Sonny and Maya turned to look at me, seriousness's was written all over their faces. Despite the seriousness of the matter I couldn't help but think how ridiculous D'jok looked with the thick white bandaged wrapped around his nose.
"Sorry it took me so long, Aarch wanted to go over a couple of things for our next match against the Rykers." I answered, trying really hard to suppress the smile that was threatening to appear on my face. A picture of Tia popped into my head making me able to focus on the reason I was here in the first place. "What did you guys want to talk about?" I questioned, trying to get to the point.
"Well, it seems you're not the only one having the same dream Rocket." D'jok stated, making me even more confused than before I had arrived.
"I had the same dream as you Rocket," Maya spoke, after seeing the confused look on my face. "I thought it was just a horrible nightmare, until D'jok and Sonny came to ask me about it." Why would D'jok tell Maya? I thought stupidly, remembering the next second that Maya was a physic and is probably the first person you would go to if you needed advice on stuff like this. The sudden realisation that Maya had the same dream as me made me realise that Tia was in even more danger then I thought.
"I wouldn't usually worry about people worried that their dreams might come true but my pirate instincts are telling me I should make an acceptation for this one." Sonny voiced for the first time. "Plus with Maya also dreaming the same dream this makes everything more serious." I always wondered why Tia thought so highly of Sonny Blackbones but something about him just commanded respect.
"So what are we going to do?" I asked.
Tia's pov
I think all of the bones inside my body are broken. I whined as I slumped all the way to my room, why couldn't the plumbing be fixed already? This was getting ridiculous, walking up and down the stairs every night to have a shower and I still have to walk all the way to my bedroom. Sighing to myself, I dragged my feet across the floor. If I had been wide awake I would have heard the footsteps running up behind me. One moment I was walking to my bedroom, the next I was bringing swept off my feet; I was so shocked that I didn't even scream out.
"Is there a reason, why you are limping to your room?" I smiled as I finally saw who had picked me up.
"Except for the fact that my whole entire body hurts there's no reason why I am limping at the moment." I laughed as I placed a small kiss on his lips. We stayed like that for a few moments before Rocket slowly pulled his head away.
"Well then I shall carry you to your room, so you feel no more pain." He joked, carrying me the rest of the way to my room. I gazed dreamily into Rockets face. The something not right here, I thought, as I stared into his face. He was smiling but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"Is something wrong Rocket?" I asked concerned. He turned to look at me with a weird look on his face.
"What makes you say that?" He smiled again but it still did not reach his eyes, causing me to become more concerned.
"I don't know something just feels different." I questioned, watching Rockets face for any clue that would give away what he was thinking. But he just smiled even more.
"You worry too much." He answered. Before I could question anymore he planted his soft lips on mine. All of my concerns were wiped away at that moment, as I deepened the kiss and melted into his arms. I let him get away whatever secret he's keeping from me, I thought, as Rocket placed us both on the bed and continued to kiss. But only for now, I smirked as I began taking Rocket shirt off.
Narrators' pov
He had been pacing around the room for an hour now. His room was a mess from where he had been throwing everything around, since he needed something to take his anger out on something.
"Don't these people understand?" He cried out for the hundredth time that night. "I need to protect her, that man of hers only puts her in danger." He anger had reached another boiling and out of anger grabbed his alarm clock from his bedside table and threw it against the wall, where it burst into a million pieces. "He knows only I can protect her!" He shrieked, as he began pacing the room again. "I saw it in his eyes. He knows I'm the only one that could truly ever love her!" He continued to shout as he slammed his fist against the wall. "But he's too selfish to give her up; putting her in danger like that is sickening." He could feel his anger about to burst again and grabbed a photo album that lay on top of the bedside table and threw it with all his might. He suddenly realised what he had down and ran towards the other side of the room to claim it again. After a check to make sure it was ok, he sat down with it on his lap and began flipping through. "Soon my love, we will be together." He whispered, as he stroked her beautiful white hair.
