The Last Amazons

By Dixxy

Chapter Five: A Very Revealing Confrontation

(Sage)

After Kento told me about five or six times he'd read up on the subject of American football, I decided to shut up on my little lecture. He'd figure it out. Well, eventually he would.

"So, Sage, how are you and Sam doing?"

I stopped on our way out the door of Sam and Ella's apartment building. WHAT did he just say!? Was he spying on us when he kissed? How the hell did Kento know? "Uh, wha?" was the best comeback I could come up with in my current tongue tie.

Kento sighed heavily. "You're going to have to get used to the fact that I'm a seer with minor mind reading abilities and until I can learn to control them, I'm going to see some things you don't want me to see. So, what's going on between you two?"
"We kissed yesterday, that's all," I said.

Kento wolf whistled. "Oh, very nice, very, very nice, big guy."

"What are you cat calling about?" I asked as we finally picked up the pace again.

"I'm asking if there is anything between you two now that you've kissed, or was it just a 'okay, I've kissed you, now nothing changes between us' kind of thing?" asked my younger yet slightly larger friend.

I shrugged. "I'm not sure. I mean, yeah we kissed all right, but. . . do we actually do anything with it?" I asked. "I've never had a serious girlfriend or anything before, and Sam . . . you know she hasn't had the greatest opinion on men for a long time."

"Hey, she let you kiss her, didn't she? Here's one excuse to get you started. In a way, you, Cye, and I are the bodyguards of Sam, Sara, and Keisha respectively because of our armors. And we have Cara, Tiger Lily, and Anubis to look after Ria and Rona, but that's beside the point. So, say that a Dynasty fiend comes looking to drain Sam of all her powers and use them against the rest of us."

"That would be bad," I said. "I know that would be bad and I'd have to protect her, but what is your point, Kento?"

Kento sighed heavily. "And you're supposed to be smarter than me. Sheesh, have those dumb wings of yours lowered your IQ or something?"

I tightened my fists and glared at Kento. "What do you mean by that?"
My friend shrugged and scratched his head. "Well, you're not the same Sage anymore. The Sage I met had the broad side of a rake shoved up his rear all day long and had the personality of a log. He also mediated at the worst possible times- I KNOW about Mia and the waterfall- and was never willing to try anything he wasn't familiar with. The Sage I'm speaking to now's a little more bubbly, meditates at the appropriate times, and is a lot more laid back and easy-going. You can tell it just by LOOKING at you," said Kento. "When the first war was over, said, and done, you were wearing that stupid blue sport jacket, khakis, loafers, and the yellow T-shirt. You didn't let a pair of jeans near you. Now you're in high-tops, jeans, a green T-shirt, and a jock jacket. Tell me you don't look different!"

I thought about that. I HAD changed a lot, hadn't I? "I guess you right."

Kento nodded. "Now, back to Sam. So there's this Dynasty fiend out for her powers for some undisclosed reason for the purposes of this scenario. In which case would you be more likely to be around her? As a friend, or, as her boyfriend?"

I thought about that. Kento did hang out an awful lot with Keisha. And they were always calling each other and hogging up the phone lines with ANNOYING goo-goo talk. ( "I love you!" "No, I love you more, huggy-bear" I get the creeps just THINKING about it). "So, you're saying that if Sam and I get close, it'll be easier to protect her?"

"Bingo," said Kento, smiling. "Anubis said he didn't think that the dating part was necessary, but hey, it's fun, and the minute things begin to look sour you can break it off and still be good enough friends so that you can hang out with her to protect her."

I was beginning to see his point. "So it's okay if I wanted to ask Sam out on a date?"

"Yes!" said Kento, grabbing my shoulder. "Yes, it is! If not her, then you need to get out and start dating! To our knowledge, we have no idea what happened to Celeste, making you the last one of your kind."

"Then I'd create a breed of part human, part Flitteree people. Wouldn't that screw the babies up genetically or something?" I asked.

"I think Celeste said that you'd get a Flitteree baby even if you mated with a regular old human, but, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it," said Kento.

I snorted. "YOU'RE the one who started this conversation."

Kento's cheeks turned an interesting shade of red at the comment. "Oh. Sorry. You know, I think we're closing in Rona's house, so why don't we harass the Santana residence now?"

"Good idea."

~

Later than evening, I decided I was going to go over to Sam's apartment and hang out with her. Kento, in his little speech, forgot that Sam didn't have the greatest history with guys, so, if we ended up in a relationship, I wanted to start it off slowly so I wouldn't overwhelm her or anything.

I took off my T-shirt and wondered if a shower was a good idea or not. Would a shower be too formal to should I just go as is? I lifted up an arm, took a sniff, and decided that for the sake of decency that a shower was a GOOD idea.

After enjoying that, I started to tear through my dresser and my closet to try and find the right outfit. Jeans were a good idea. Sneakers were even better. Now, the shirt said everything, so, what shirt should I use?

I settled on a black T-shirt with "got milk?" in white letters. Some American catch phrase that some dairy company came up with. Not too plain, but not too glamorous or formal. So after throwing everything on, I exited my room and headed downstairs.

"Where are you going?"

I stopped at the door to see Mike and Cara were watching "Titanic" with Sue Lee, who was asking what Leo and Rose were doing in the back of the car without any clothes on. Mike had made the inquisition while Cara tried to come up with a clean explanation for Sue Lee.

"I'm just going over to Sam's place to hang out, that's all," I said. "Is that okay?"

"Just be home by ten," said Cara.

"Ten?!" I whined. "Aw, c'mon, eleven."

"Ten thirty, and that's my final offer," said Mike. "Bargain anymore and it'll be nine."

I ran up to Mike and shook his hand. "Deal! Thanks Mike! Bye!"

~

I found myself walking down a lonely Boston street- a very rare occurrence- after dusk. I felt a cold shiver travel up and down my spine as I continued my brisk walk, which I noticed got fast and faster. It was like I could feel evil on all sides.

I ended up getting into a dead sprint all the way to Sam's apartment building.

CRASH! "AHHHH!!!!"

"Sage, what are you doing here at this hour?"

I looked up and smiled to see it was just Ella. "Uh, sorry I screamed. I just wanted to hang out with Sam, that's all."

"Oh, okay, I'll let you in," said Ella. "I had to go to a late meeting." This was confirmed by her suit and briefcase.

"Oh," I said. We got inside and walked in silence to the door of their apartment. Ella opened it, with her key, then sighed heavily. "I forgot something in my car. Go on in," she said, darting back down the stairs after grabbing her keys. I shrugged and walked inside.

"Oh, hi Ella, glad you're home," I heard Sam say from the small "hallway" leading towards their bathroom. I was about to say that Ella had gone out to the car when Sam came into the living room. Stark naked.

My eyes widened. Wow. Sam was. . . beautiful. Her wet blonde hair fell over her shoulders, accenting the curves of her upper body in a way that you only see in mermaid movies. For the first time I noticed how nice her legs were and how soft her skin looked. I couldn't believe she looked that. . . amazing.

I stared at her for a few seconds while she stared at me like a deer stuck in a headlight before we both screamed and ducked for cover, me behind my wings (which had popped out from panic) and Sam behind the corner of the wall. "I'm SOO sorry Sam, I just came over to hang out, and Ella let me in, and then she forgot something and told me to go in and, I'm really sorry, Sam, I had no idea-"

"Quit babbling," said Sam. "It was just an accident, right?"

"Uh, right?" I said. I heard her walk away and open up a door. I uncovered my eyes and saw she was, indeed, gone. She came back a minute later in a mint green bathroom with little embroidered butterflies on it. She sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to her. I nervously went over, not thinking to hide my wings.

"What happened just a few minutes ago?" Sam started.

"Never happened," I finished. I gulped, pointing at her bathrobe. "You are dressed under that, right? I'm sorry, I just have this picture of you buck naked engraved in my brain right now."

"A night shirt and a pair of underwear," said Sam. "Don't worry about it."

I laughed uneasily. "Yeah, I guess that's gonna take a while to go away, know what I mean?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."

Both of us had to have been a nice, bright shade of fire engine red. I mean, I saw her NAKED.

"I got a question for you, Sage?" asked Sam.

"Um, what?" I asked.

"Did you like what you saw?"

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. How was I supposed to answer THAT!? I'd insult her if I said I didn't like it, and I would probably get hit if I said I did like it. "Can I wait before I answer that, cause I think I'm going to get in trouble if I say yes or if I say no. Kind of like when an authority figure asks you if they look stupid."

Sam laughed. "You're a smart guy."

I grinned. "Yeah, I had two sisters. I learned when to keep my mouth shut."

Sam sighed heavily. "Well, um, what did you come over here to do?"

"Just wanted to hang out, but, I guess I picked a bad time," I said.

"Kind of," said Sam. We heard the door open and Ella walk in around that time. "Ella, could you ask if I'm getting out of the shower next time you let Sage in?"

Ella raised an eyebrow, then paled. "Wha?"

Sam and I both laughed.