*Super long chapter guys! Sorry, there just wasn't a good place to break it up. Anyway the action is coming up so have fun! I don't own bird kids though I hear they're available at your local bookstore. *
I'm not going to go into details but I will tell you that after that kiss Fang wasn't the speechless one anymore. I was in shock…complete and total bliss. There was no possible way that this day could get better…at least until we ate dinner. We chowed on some Yakisoba and Udon. It was amazing. The food alone was worth the cost of the plane ticket. "You still up for Kabuki?" I asked him with a grin. Our day had been packed with plenty of touristy fun but we weren't done yet. He nodded. After dinner we went to the Kabuki Theater. It was a pretty different experience. It was an outdoor theater so naturally Fang and I felt better about that. If anything went wrong we could U and A without any problems besides a few funny looks. The story turned about to be really cool too. It was about a group of samurai whose master had been killed. They hunted down their master's murderer and extracted revenge for his death. It was kind of like what I had wanted to do to Mr. Chu without the actual killing part. I was opting for being locked in a miserable jail for the rest of his life. Too bad for him that someone had beaten me to the punch.
We made it back to the hotel ready to call it a night. I opened the door and looked at the dresser. There was a vase of red roses on the dresser. I looked at Fang. He was good but he couldn't have made these appear out of nowhere. He hadn't left my side long enough to make this happen and I still had the credit card. "These aren't from you." I said. It wasn't a question. I knew they weren't. He shook his head angrily and got into a fighting stance. "Bathroom." I mouthed as we moved closer to the bathroom door. The door was pulled shut but not completely closed. I busted through quickly and pulled back the curtain. Nothing. We pulled open the closet. Nothing. We checked under the bed. It may sound cliché but trust me, if you're smart you would do the same thing. Still there was nothing. "Maybe they got sent to the wrong room." I said simply, walking back up to the vase. There was a card sticking out of it.
Soon.
That was all it said. Whoever they were from, they were just as silent as Fang. I didn't feel like trying to interrogate the front desk clerk in a language that I couldn't really speak so I decided to let it go. "It's late. Let's stay here tonight. We'll check out in the morning. We'll find another hotel tomorrow." I was exhausted. If the rest of the Flock were with me we would have been out and finding a nice deserted park with plenty of trees to sleep in. The Flock weren't with me though. If something happened it was just Fang and I, and I knew we could handle our own. At least I hoped that we could. Fang looked like he wanted to argue with me but decided against it. "It might not be anything." I said, for once in my life trying to be optimistic for Fang's sake. We locked every lock in the room. We pushed a chair against the door handle. No one could get in through the door. If someone was coming in it would have to be from the window. Those were locked tight. If they wanted in through the windows they were going to have to break them, which would wake Fang and me up. The curtains were pulled as tightly as they would go. It was the safest that we could be for the night. I felt Fang behind me, his hands on my shoulders for support. I yawned and he pulled me to the bed to get ready for sleep. He began rubbing my back like he had the night before. Maybe we had a new night time ritual. I was so comfortable I was asleep in seconds, not thinking about the flowers and the creepy card that hopefully weren't meant for me.
*Mysterious POV*
I watched her as she saw the flowers. Of course, she would assume that they were from him. I saw him shake his head. He looked frantically around him but found nothing. No, he wouldn't find me. I looked at her beautiful face. It was scared at first, vulnerable. I didn't enjoy that. I was made for her. I loved her…as much as I was capable of love. I'm new at this whole feeling thing. My connection with her was more loyal…devoted. I didn't not enjoy seeing her afraid. Her look transformed into determination. She became guarded and fierce, ready to take on the world. I loved that about her. I loved a challenge. I had a feeling Max would be the challenge of my life. And I couldn't wait. I smiled with anticipation.