Ask Me No Questions, I'll Tell You No Lies
Chapter 16: Discoveries
Sorry about being late, but I have other stories to update and I am really busy with a bunch of projects. Again, I'm sorry!
Marinawings: I love you. Not…in an ew-internet-stalker way, I just love you because you review almost all my stories. And yes, you rhymed! You're a poet and you didn't even know it! Also, I think some "lip-action" is well on its way! -Englehorn looks hilariously scared in a corner, hugging a plushie of himself-
Aur0ra: hehe, I'm glad you found that funny. Snaps for me! -stops snapping when no one else does-
Whisperwings: omg you speak more Spanish than I do! -pouts jealously-
Aljinon: Don't worry, more Scarlett/Lukas scenes coming right up! -Englehorn passes out on account of secret fear of cooties-
SliverOfExistance: haha, I love yelling things like that at a soap opera. "No! She doesn't love you! Don't touch that robot! NOOOO!"… No, I'm not crazy -shifty eyes- -Englehorn laughs and opens his mouth to reveal how crazy I really am, but I tackle him with super ninja technique-
Okay, on with the story!
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I am a boy, I am a boy, I am a boy…
I was pretty sure I didn't walk like one, though. My years of being trained to stand up straight and wiggle my hips subtly had taken their toll, and never did I regret it as much as I did then.
They might think I'm GAY!
I started to panic quite noticeably. Jimmy was at my side, and noticed my sudden attempt to slouch and take big steps.
"Why do you look like a giant ape?"
"Wha-? Oh, I'm trying to walk like you." Jimmy raised his eyebrows.
"Do I really look that stupid?" I flushed for a second, but regained my composure.
"Guess I'm not doing such a good job, huh?" He smirked.
"Nope. Here, I'll teach you to walk like a man, talk like a man, and even spit like a man."
How exciting!
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As we trekked through dense jungle, I felt dirty and smelly and sweaty and determined. At the time, I thought to myself, maybe I AM turning into a man!
But whenever Lukas caught my eye, I felt that girlish (and somewhat relieving) rush of feeling. It lingered in my cheeks long after he'd looked away.
Jimmy –and now Jack, whom we'd told about our identities- were always near me, watching. This irked me a little; I was far from acting how I would've a few weeks ago, shrieking and squealing at ants or decayed leaves.
Ohmigod! What's that? Ew, ohmigosh, GROSS!
…well, maybe not all that far.
Lukas called a five-minute break barely a moment before my legs collapsed beneath me. My day-long shopping trips in heels could never compare to this. I tried in vain to slow my breathing, mostly on account of Lukas's looks. Every time our eyes met, no matter how briefly, my heart rate would skyrocket.
Damn you, Captain-….oh no…
He was heading for me. My face reddened up to the cloth hat I wore, identical to Jimmy's. Several images of the captain pulling me to my feet and kissing me for all he was worth ran through my mind. It was just after that when I remembered I was supposed to be a boy, and is Lukas kissed me then…well, I would never have to worry about him liking Ann, as I'd secretly dreaded, or any other girl.
(AN: In the movie, when Englehorn said that thing about risks to Ann before they cast off, I was like: OH! Romantic undercurrents!)
"Scarlett," Lukas's statement caused my eyes to widen and my heart to melt at his voice. Apparently, exhaustion makes the heart grow fonder.
"Who-"I paused, realizing that I hadn't used my "man" voice, "Who's Scarlett?"
"You can stop the charade, I'm not blind," he said icily. He very obviously was, if he couldn't see my flush, which was not caused even a little bit from exertion.
"How'd you know it was me?" I asked, feeling both senses of failure and happiness at being able to revert back to my normal voice.
"Your face does not resemble a boy's in the least," his tone was not cold; I didn't know what it was, "No boy looks like that."
A thought struck me. Was he calling me pretty?
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked coyly, trying to lure him into a trap.
"It means-…it just means that you are going back to the ship."
Oooh, nice dodge, Captain.
"No I'm not, you wouldn't turn around just to bring me there."
"Yes, I would. Your safety is important to-…"
"Hmm? To whom?" His jaw set, and he looked down on me with a fierce expression. I bit my lip, waiting for him to say something nasty to me, like he did whenever I tried to act smart or coy around him.
He leant down and grasped my arm firmly, causing me to melt slightly.
"We need to talk."
Oh no! The Forbidden Words. He was using them and we weren't even in a relationship yet!
He led me away from the group after telling Hayes to mind everyone. Stopping just out of the crew's line of vision, he turned to me and sent me into a blush I will never forget. It burned like Lumpy's porridge fresh from the stove.
"Why do you do this? Why do you make everything difficult? You complain about work, you slack off, you act like a complete fool! And you expect me to believe that you will be safe out here?"
My blush was gone. I felt humiliated for some unknown reason. He stared at me with those blue, blue eyes, waiting for an answer.
"I…don't know."
"Yes! You don't know! You don't know what you're doing out here? You don't know how to survive!"
"Well, you said yourself, you'll protect whoever has no idea how to protect themselves! You're here!" I didn't even try to defend myself. I couldn't. I really had no clue about survival; everything I'd ever needed was handed to my on a silver- no, gold platter.
"You think I will stand by you every second and forget about my crew? They need a leader, Scarlett!"
"I just need you!" Oh no. That came out all wrong. That came out so so so so so so so so so so god damn wrong. Just before a long string of "ohmigods" came out of my mouth, he spoke.
"You have me, Scarlett. Right now. What do you want from me?" I didn't want to speak, that's for sure. So I did the only thing I knew was appropriate in that situation, from what I'd seen in plays and films all my life.
As I pressed my lips up to his, I knew this was much more serious, much more real, than any film.
END.
Yay! Lip-action! I am sorry it took so long, I just needed the best way to bring it about. It's probably still not that great, but I gave up thinking, as my brain was starting to fry. Review, I really want to know what you think!
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