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Naomi was coming back. Wasn't she a big complicated ball of emotions. He waited until she was in view.
"Can we not do this today." he folded his arms and asked, one second he wanted to kiss her the next he was angry at her for making him lie.
"I gave you two days to deal with whatever crap is making you pissed at me." she said like she had no idea what it was that was pissing him off which made him even more pissed off because he had thought he had made it perfectly clear.
"Couldn't you of given me a few days more." Stiles said a bit bitterly.
"Fraid not." she said with a tight smile.
"Fine what are we doing today?" he asked annoyed.
"Today we walk and talk to the people of Beacon hills." he shook his head.
"No."
"Come on"
"I'm not going out there." Stiles said as he shook his head.
"I'll be there and I promise I won't let you hurt anyone and I'm stronger then you." then with comment like that that put him solidly in the I want to kiss her category, which if he thought about it was pretty odd.
"People will see me how can I explain that?" Stiles asked mostly in an effort to push it off till later.
"If anyone sees you we'll make them forget." she just had an answer for everything didn't she?
"What if it's one of the werewolves?" she had explained to him that werewolves or any other supernatural creatures couldn't be compelled.
"Well cross that bridge when we come to it. But if you ever want to have any semblance of a normal life you're going to have to learn to control yourself around humans." Stiles didn't 't like it he really didn't like but he knew that Naomi was right if he wanted to have a normal life he was going to have to do this.
"Okay but you promise that you'll make sure I don't hurt anyone?" she smiled reassuringly.
"I promise. I'll break your neck before I'll let you touch one of theirs." a threat, that shouldn't have made him feel like he did. Stiles nodded and he speed with Naomi to the border of the forest and stepped out nervously onto the streets. It was less then ten minutes away from his house and completely residential. The heart beats were in his ears again and he wanted to drink them badly, he closed his eyes concentrated on keeping calm and not going after them,when he was calmed down he oped them again.. Naomi seemed to notice his distress and looked at him encouragingly.
"Pick a house of someone you don't know." she said. Stiles scanned the street it was an unfamiliar neighborhood, but he did know one person who lived on the street although a little bit further down. He picked one house out of all the similar looking ones on the block. It was a light gray house about the same size and shape as all the others on the block, the only difference was it's color. It had a few steps in front of it, and after an encouraging nod from Naomi, he started making his way nervous up the stairs. He stood in front of the brown wood door with a decorative glass in the middle of it. He raised his fist and knocked. The knocked resounded all around him. He knew someone was home even before he had knocked, he had been able to hear the blood pumping in the person veins. What if he couldn't do this? He felt a hand in his hand and he looked up to find Naomi was right by him and had his hand. Which was when the door opened.
A man opened the door and smiled at them politely, probably waiting for some spiel. Boy did he have conflicting emotions. On one hand he was very aware of Naomi's hand in his. On the other he was also very aware of the blood pumping in the man's veins. It was roaring in his ears, he fought the urge to shift in his vampire form.
"Are you okay?" the guy asked very concerned. "Would you like to come in and sit down?" He had invited him in, which made it even worse because now he could actually hurt him, where as before the man had been protected.
"Stiles." he heard Naomi voice and looked at her. He looked into her eyes, and he worked on his breathing and calmed down.
"Kid?" the man asked and stole Stiles attention away from Naomi. He focused on the man's eyes, focused on the fact that he was a person and not just full of blood that he was hungry for, a person who was looking concerned at him. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes and then opened them.
"I'm fine, just a little headache." he lied.
"You sure?" the man asked. Stiles was still hungry, but he was able to stand there and not attack him.
"I'm fine." he said a little more certain, he blinked as he just remembered that he had knocked on his door and not the other way around. Crap he hadn't thought of a reason to knock on his door, and he wasn't able to come up with one. He blinked.
"We're here for taking donations for the Children's hospital." Naomi said said stepping a bit in front of him.
"Oh." the man said then smiled, he took his wallet out of his back packet and handed Naomi a five dollar bill from it, which she took with a grateful smile on her face.
"Thank you." she said "The Children's hospital appreciates your donation." the man nodded.
"Glad to help anyway I can." they smiled at each other, then the man closed the door. Stiles was lost in emotion. He had done it he had really done it. A slow smile spread it's way across his face. He looked up at Naomi was smiling at him.
"You did it." she said with a smile on her face.
"Yeah I did thanks to you." the annoying urge to kiss Naomi cropped up again, only at the moment it wasn't so annoying, it was overpowering, he just barely managed to avoid it knowing that Naomi wouldn't reciprocate. Why was it he always like girls who didn't like him the same way he liked them? She started walking down he stairs and he walked in step with her. He saw the five dollars in her hand and frowned.
"Your not going to keep that are you?" he asked she looked down at the five dollars and shook her head.
"No I'll donate it to a hospital." Stiles nodded. They started walking down the street and after a few moments of silence Naomi said.
"I'm sorry about forcing you not to tell Scott." she said, and just like that he was back to annoyed.
"I still don't understand why?" Stiles said annoyed.
"I know that you trust him, but the fact is that I don't know Scott at all."
"But I do, don't you trust me, don't you trust my judgment?" he demanded.
"I do trust you? Do you trust me?" Stiles nodded. "I have friends too, friends I've known for longer then you were alive. Ones that would I would trust with anything, would you trust them just on my say so." she asked. Stiles thought about it, no even though he trusted her he didn't know her friends.
"I understand." he said, he didn't like it but he now understood where she was coming from. Stiles shook his head.
"Why didn't you explain it like that before?" Naomi smiled sheepishly.
"I don't always do the whole sharing and caring thing well"
"Well I'm glad you explained it to me." he said smiling.
"So if we're done with this somber topic of conversation, what do you want to tonight since you're all better now?" she said with a smile of her face. Stiles had some ideas.
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