Roaring Hearts 11:
17 And In Love
Author's Notes: This story takes place in the 1920s. Anyways this will have tons of couples and characters. Anyways Isle gave me the idea for the title so props to her and all that. Also I do not know the DBZ characters, or Isles, Yuri, Kei, Kim, Lex, or Kyia they are owned by themselves or their creators. I own all the others though. Anyways hope ya'll enjoy.
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17 walked into his apartment and turned the lights on before moving away from the door so Hasha could come into the room. He shut the door behind her and made sure that it was locked before moving toward the living room. He tossed his keys and his trench coat onto a table in the front room before moving toward the kitchen. He heard the soft footsteps of Hasha following him into the small yet nice kitchen.
"Can I get you a drink?" asked 17 pulling out a bottle of water.
"Um no thank you," said Hasha looking around.
17 watched her look around the room with interest this was getting them no where. The girl was has frightened has a mouse, and from experience people wouldn't relax enough to actually enjoy themselves when they were scared. He wanted her to relax around him and be able to talk with him maybe even fall in love with him. He could feel a tug at his very being whenever she was near him. They had just offical meet an hour ago in the back room with Zarbon, yet he wanted to stay close to her forever. Her prescence was like a drug for him and he was addicted to that drug. He sighed and placed the bottle of water on the counter. Moving behind her he gently grasped the collar of her coat in his hands.
"Here let me take your coat for you," he said softly.
After a moments hesitation Hasha moved her arms to her side allowing the coat to slip off and 17 to take it from her.
17 caught the faint wiff of the flowery perfume she had on has he took the coat off of her. She had changed into a red shift that had over the years become the hottest style for women. He grinned and moved to place the coat on top of his.
"Um let me show you to the guest room," said 17.
Hasha nodded and followed him down a hall and to the first foor on the right. 17 opened the door to reveal a quiant room with an old quilt on a bed, a desk with a matching chair, and buerur, and a night table.
"Thank you," said Hasha looking over her shoulder at him.
For a brief moment their eyes meet and they just stared at eachother not saying anything. 17 gently took her by the arms and turned her around so she could look straight at him. They stood like that neither one breathing or even moving. Finally 17 moved his arms wrapped around her waist and tilted his head down to get a better look at her eyes.
"You are so beautiful," muttered 17 softly.
"Thank you," whispered Hasha.
The two of them moved their faces slowly closer together until the lamp in the next room crashed to the floor. 17 rushed into the hallway drawing his gun has he went. When he reached the front room all he saw was the broken lamp. He felt along the wall for the light switch when he flipped it up the room filled with light and revealed an empty room. Well almost empty there on a table where the lamp once was sat a black cat licking it's paw.
"Isis," 17 said laughing relieved. "You should know better then to jump on things."
Hearing footsteps behind him he turned and saw Hasha standing there.
"Who is that?" she asked cheerfully picking up the cat.
The cat meowed and licked her face causing her to giggle. 17 felt a smile pull at his lips and moved closer to her kissing her cheek gently. The contact of his lips on her skin caused her to look at him questionably while still holding the kitten. She closed her eyes and leaned forward at the same time he did their lips touched and they were both in complete bliss.
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Author's Notes: Sorry this was so short but I kinda ran out of ideas plus this seemed like a good place to stop it.
17 And In Love
Author's Notes: This story takes place in the 1920s. Anyways this will have tons of couples and characters. Anyways Isle gave me the idea for the title so props to her and all that. Also I do not know the DBZ characters, or Isles, Yuri, Kei, Kim, Lex, or Kyia they are owned by themselves or their creators. I own all the others though. Anyways hope ya'll enjoy.
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17 walked into his apartment and turned the lights on before moving away from the door so Hasha could come into the room. He shut the door behind her and made sure that it was locked before moving toward the living room. He tossed his keys and his trench coat onto a table in the front room before moving toward the kitchen. He heard the soft footsteps of Hasha following him into the small yet nice kitchen.
"Can I get you a drink?" asked 17 pulling out a bottle of water.
"Um no thank you," said Hasha looking around.
17 watched her look around the room with interest this was getting them no where. The girl was has frightened has a mouse, and from experience people wouldn't relax enough to actually enjoy themselves when they were scared. He wanted her to relax around him and be able to talk with him maybe even fall in love with him. He could feel a tug at his very being whenever she was near him. They had just offical meet an hour ago in the back room with Zarbon, yet he wanted to stay close to her forever. Her prescence was like a drug for him and he was addicted to that drug. He sighed and placed the bottle of water on the counter. Moving behind her he gently grasped the collar of her coat in his hands.
"Here let me take your coat for you," he said softly.
After a moments hesitation Hasha moved her arms to her side allowing the coat to slip off and 17 to take it from her.
17 caught the faint wiff of the flowery perfume she had on has he took the coat off of her. She had changed into a red shift that had over the years become the hottest style for women. He grinned and moved to place the coat on top of his.
"Um let me show you to the guest room," said 17.
Hasha nodded and followed him down a hall and to the first foor on the right. 17 opened the door to reveal a quiant room with an old quilt on a bed, a desk with a matching chair, and buerur, and a night table.
"Thank you," said Hasha looking over her shoulder at him.
For a brief moment their eyes meet and they just stared at eachother not saying anything. 17 gently took her by the arms and turned her around so she could look straight at him. They stood like that neither one breathing or even moving. Finally 17 moved his arms wrapped around her waist and tilted his head down to get a better look at her eyes.
"You are so beautiful," muttered 17 softly.
"Thank you," whispered Hasha.
The two of them moved their faces slowly closer together until the lamp in the next room crashed to the floor. 17 rushed into the hallway drawing his gun has he went. When he reached the front room all he saw was the broken lamp. He felt along the wall for the light switch when he flipped it up the room filled with light and revealed an empty room. Well almost empty there on a table where the lamp once was sat a black cat licking it's paw.
"Isis," 17 said laughing relieved. "You should know better then to jump on things."
Hearing footsteps behind him he turned and saw Hasha standing there.
"Who is that?" she asked cheerfully picking up the cat.
The cat meowed and licked her face causing her to giggle. 17 felt a smile pull at his lips and moved closer to her kissing her cheek gently. The contact of his lips on her skin caused her to look at him questionably while still holding the kitten. She closed her eyes and leaned forward at the same time he did their lips touched and they were both in complete bliss.
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Author's Notes: Sorry this was so short but I kinda ran out of ideas plus this seemed like a good place to stop it.