I would like to thank miitunaa for the amazing Fan art you did for my story OuO I was in tears and screaming around the house for my family to see. It was the first Fan Art done for me and it's very special. I saved it and everything! I can't get over the fact that you did that! Glub my days are complete! So since the picture got me in the mood I typed this amazing sweet chapter! Here it is if you would like to look at it. ^.^ post/61147014866/mituna-licking-whats-rest-of-the- cherry-he-stole

I sat in the middle of the couch, blankets over my head, and the TV light shining on me. The house was completely dark and Mituna was currently out to go get his skateboard repaired; he broke the wheels a few days ago. Nothing really good was on the television once again, but that really didn't bug me this time like usual. How I hate to say it, but I must during these times; I am depressed and I have remained that way since visiting Sollux's house. The thought of someone taking Mituna away frightened me beyond belief, but someone was taking him away or how could I say this? He was already gone to begin with. I was in-between his relationship with Latula, so how I could I be scared of losing him? I knew he was taken from the beginning, but during that time I didn't care; I hated him for taking Latula.

What is wrong with me? I could never hate such an innocent and kind troll! My head keeps telling me to calm down and not think of such thoughts, but no matter how much I scream at myself. I can't deny the fact I'm starting to hate Latula. She's already with Mituna and that makes me want to shout out in protest. She's already won him when I didn't even try, but like I've said before; I liked her first! Not Mituna! How could feelings change so quickly? Am I weak with emotions? No, that can't be it. I've been fine with hiding my feels my whole life. I must admit I can't help correcting others with their mistakes or voicing my option, not like they listen to me.

I hugged my legs to my body tighter as I bit the inside of my cheeks; my fangs piercing, making bright red blood fill my mouth. It didn't bother me at all; it did taste like cherries anyway. I couldn't help myself from thinking when Mituna bought me a jar of cherries, it was nothing big, but it still made me happy that he thought of me. I wonder if he thinks about me just as much as I think of him. Probably not, he has his own Matesprite to think about; however, what about that kiss he gave me? That surely can't be nothing to him? Why does he ignore it!?

I felt something wet go down my cheek and I barley had the strength to wipe it away; on my finger was a red tear. Of course I would be crying right now, I am complaining to myself. I don't have a reason to, this is my entire fault. I was the one to let my guard down and try to give him a chance; I was the one to let him get close to me. I could have refused Latula's offer on living here while she was away, but you know the feeling; you would do anything for your crush. I felt more tears stain my cheeks, but I couldn't wipe them away. I'm nothing, but a bother to him and I know it! Why can't he just tell me that?! If he told me, then I would leave and never turn back. A part of me though doesn't want to leave; I want to be his side even when Latula comes back, but would he let me?

The front door opened with a creak, but I didn't bother to turn around; I knew it was him. "Hey! I got my board fixed!" His torturing voice cried out with joy. I hugged my legs even tighter and used my knees to wipe my tears. Why did he have to be home now..? "Are you still down in the dumps? Cheer up already damn!" I heard him walk into the kitchen and get something out of the fridge, slamming it shut. I let out a loud sigh as I tried to turn my attention to the TV screen.

"You can't stay like that forever you know!" He yelled, throwing something into the trash. It became silent for several minutes until Mituna decided to stand in front of me, he had is arms crossed, but I didn't want to look at his face; I couldn't take the pain of looking at him with me like this. "Look at me." I refused his command. He gripped my shoulders harshly, making me look up at him in reflex.

"Leave me alone will you? Do you not see that I am not in the mood for anything?! I am trying to watch my show with no value at all to me. It has no plot, but to entertain me with meaningless humor. So be a nice troll and move your being so I may go back to my little world of being alone!" I yelled. Mituna froze in his tracks and saw my red stains; he raised his hand to stroke away my remaining tears.

"Have you been crying?"

I roughly looked away from him. "No I have not. It was just the show I am currently watching-"

"I thought you said it was humor and meaningless." My cheeks flushed red from my mistake, how could he remember what I said?! Was he actually listing to me?

"I-I mean of course it was humor, but I was watching something else earlier. It was not very interesting, but despite the horrible script and human actors, it managed to make me shed some tears." Mituna gently lifted the blanket off my head and went to turn on the lights. Once he was done with that he returned to me with a wide smile, he grabbed my hands; were they always this soft? He lifted me off the couch despite my protest and forced me away from my little depressed spot.

"You know what sounds nice? Ice cream! We should go downtown and get some. Since my board is fixed with can get there faster!" He said. I now noticed he didn't even take off his helmet when he entered the house before. He grabbed some extra cash from on top of the fridge and then grabbed my arm.

"H-Hey! I didn't say I was willing or even thinking about going with you to go get an icy treat! It is very hot outside today, but then again the treat would be nice with the current weather. However, I am not going to get on the board with you during-" Mituna cut me off by putting me on top of the board suddenly, grabbed my waist, and pushing us off the hill and down into the streets. "I'm going to fall at this speed!"

"Not with me hear." Mituna whispered into my ear. I would have covered my cheeks and protest, but I was too scared of falling and my hands were gripping onto him for life. Once after a heart stopping ride, we finally made it downtown; Mituna was worried I was going to have a heart attack and make it look like he killed me, he decided we could walk the rest of the way.

"I can't feel my legs…" I said, slowly moving them to see if they made it. That was way to fast than normal! What was he so excited about?!

Mituna looked down at me, chuckling under his breath. "It wasn't that bad."

"To you maybe. You've been riding those things forever and I have now just been getting used to them. So many things could have happened while riding that thing, like falling off, running into someone, getting hit by a car, or even turning to fast and flying off! Don't you wonder if one day you will die by that board? I certainly will if I continue to ride that fiend!"

"Now that is just over reacting." He frowned, "At least I was holding onto you. I could have let you walked all the way here."

"Then I would have remained at the house! I was perfectly fine under my nice blanket and in the darkness." I growled.

"But you were crying and I don't think it was because of some show. You are to hard-headed for that."

"Do not call me hard-"

"Calm down there I was playing around, see we're already here." He smiled, pointing at a small building with an overly large ice cream for a sign. We enter with me crossing my arms so I wouldn't yell out complaints. The ice cream pallor wasn't very crowded; it was filled with humans and trolls alike. We found a nice table by the window and Mituna left to go get us some ice cream, I told him to get me a cherry and vanilla swirl. I looked out the window, my head resting on my hand. It was a nice calm day with people walking around with their friends or family's, but also the thing that made me want to cry with anger; couples. Me and Mituna where out with each other all the time, but we weren't Matesprites. However, I don't consider us much as friends anymore since the kiss he gave me. What would that make us?

"I'm back!" He said, sliding into his chair, his skateboard by his seat, and handing me my cone. It was smooth and the little swirls of cherry made it look like it came out of a picture. I took my first lick and almost jumped out of my seat with shock. It was delicious!

"This is amazing! How can they make a soft serve taste so good?" I gasped, taking a big lick.

"It's good that you like it. Wanna try mine? I got honey and chocolate mix." He offered me his cone with an outstretched hand and I looked at it with a raised eyebrow. Would chocolate and honey actually taste good together? Honey and vanilla would probably taste antiquate, but chocolate and honey? I leaned forward and with caution took a tiny lick of his ice cream. My expression squinted as I tried my best to get the taste out of my mouth. It wasn't the honey that bothered me it was the chocolate; it was way to strong for my taste. Mituna titled his head as he took a big bite from it.

"You don't like it? It's not that bad." He said, almost eating it whole. I licked my ice cream widely as I tried to get the chocolate flavor out of my mouth. He must have taste bubs that have passed on into the after life! "How does your's taste?" He leaned over the table as he took a giant chunk of mine while I was still licking it! My mouth was hanging open, my tongue still out, while I watched him pull away and smile with contentment.

"I'll have to get that next time! Hey, you have some on your nose." He realized, "Let me get it!" Before I could react he licked my nose, getting the small portion of ice cream off my nose. My cheeks were now redder than the cherry swirls and I felt like I could melt the ice cream with my own heat. He pulled away smiling and finished the rest of his cone. I was sitting there dumbfounded as my own cone began to drip down my hand.

"Kankri, your cone is melting." He pointed out, "if you don't want it I'll have it." I shakily handed him my treat and grabbed a napkin with my clean hand. "Don't do that! You'll waste it!" He grabbed my hand and began licking my fingers clean. I can't feel my cheeks… everything is getting so hot… I began swirling a little that I had to lay my head down on the table as he had fun with my fingers… When he finished, he grabbed a napkin and wiped his yellow saliva off my hand. I curled it up against my body and look up at him slightly agitated eyes. It's to hot in here for it to be an ice cream pallor! And it's his entire fault!

"Are you okay? You're all red." He asked.

"I am perfectly fine, but it is I-Incredibly hot in here!" I blurted out. He quickly finished off the remainder of my cone and felt my forehead. Oh please stop touching me… I can't take much more than this…

"You are warm; I think it's time we go home." Honestly that doesn't sound have bad right now. I would love to curl up into a ball and try to calm down my raging hormones! Mituna got up and offered me his hand, now I would have taken it, but I didn't need his help; also I've had to much contact with him today! I pushed past his hand, but he grabbed mine with force. "Don't be like that, you are not well." He has no right to grab my hand without my permission! He dragged me along as we left the ice cream pallor. I yanked my hand away as he stepped on his board.

"I am fine like I have said! I do not need you to help me around and do not grab my hand with out permission, it is not polite and it's avoiding my personal space. Next time when I do need your help, which will never happen for I can take care of myself, I will request for your hand." I said, crossing my arms.

Mituna looked like he was about to slap me with since, but he simply sighed. "Then get on the board yourself." I froze and my eyes looked down at the death trap on wheels. He must be kidding me! "Unless you want to take my hand and say you need help." I looked around and noticed some people were staring at us. Have they not seen two trolls having a conversation, one on a skateboard and the other not?!

"I do not need your help!"

"Then get on." He smirked. I felt everything heat up more with embarrassment. Why would I be having such a fit with getting on the board? Well, it's a horrible thing I posses and always will have; pride. I didn't want his help and I didn't want to ask for it. I was too caught up in my own pride to just simply get on, but the eyes of people were making me crack.

"I will get you back for this…" I mumbled, "Mituna, I need your help to get on your skateboard. Though I have no desire to ride it." He smiled with victory, offering his hand. I took it and he rapped an arm around my waist as he pushed off.

"Was that so hard?"

"You don't even know…" I scoffed.