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Larana's Secret
Larana looked at Dante confused. She reached out to help him out. This however gave Dante another strong premonition. This time it was the same premonition, only he could feel. He could feel Larana's lips against his. He could feel her tongue in his mouth, her body pressed against his, the skin of her back under his ungloved hands, her soft and gentle hands on his face and neck, and the gentle intoxicating caress of her wings on his skin. The vision suddenly changed. They were both fully clothed, but Larana's clothing was torn and stained with blood. Her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted. He heard himself call her name as he brushed away a loose strand of damp hair. He shook her slightly, but she didn't respond. He felt tears fall down his face as he pulled her body closer to him, softly saying her name. Dante's vision cleared and he saw Larana and Annie staring at him confused. Larana reached out again to help Dante up. He quickly put his hand up to tell her to stop and said rather harshly, "Don't touch me!" Larana's hand quickly retreated and fell limp at her side. Her face looked slightly hurt, but Dante stood up and smiled at her. "What just happened their Dante?" Annie asked. Dante looked over at Larana who was smiling knowingly and tapping her right temple, "Umm.headache," he answered. Larana laughed. "Must have been on hell of a headache," Annie said sounding worried. "Yeah," was all Dante said. There was a silence in the room, but then a soft, musical voice asked, "Why did you ask me what the hell I was?" Annie spun around very fast and Dante looked back over to Larana. "You're talking?" Annie said in disbelief. Now it was Dante's turn to be confused. "Why wouldn't she talk?" he asked. With an open mouth, Annie just shook her head, "Because she hasn't talked since she was four." Dante's stared at Larana with disbelief. "And how old is she now?" Dante asked.
"She just turned sixteen,"
'Sixteen huh? Well, I was just a few years off. Too bad she's not a little bit older," Dante thought. Larana let out a soft laugh. "What are you laughing at?" Dante asked. "You," she said. "What makes me so funny?" Dante asked annoyed. "Well, I was just a few years off. Too bad she's not a little bit older," Larana said laughing harder. Dante's mouth dropped and his eyes widened. Annie turned back around to him and gave him a look that could freeze fire. THIS GIRL COULD READ HIS THOUGHTS! Larana stopped laughing and repeated her question, "Why did you ask me what the hell I am?" "I think what you just did explains why I asked you that," Dante said. Larana shrugged her shoulders and sat down on a nearby chair. "Larana? Why now all of a sudden are you talking?" Annie asked. Larana didn't say anything, she just smiled at her sister. "Larana don't do this," her sister pleaded. Larana shook her head. "LARANA! PLEASE!" Annie pleaded. Larana shook her head again, her smile fading. "What's wrong?" Dante asked. "She's finished talking I guess," Annie said sadly. Dante opened his mouth to say something to get Larana to talk again, but a comforting warmth suddenly enveloped his entire body and he could feel Larana enter his mind. He heard her voice tell him, 'No Dante, not yet. Not again.' Dante looked at her. She tilted her head to the side as if she was trying to hear something. Understanding what she wanted, Dante tried to concentrate on nothing except Larana and trying to talk to her. 'Why not?' Dante asked her in his mind. 'Because.I can't' Dante watched Larana as she told him this. She looked down at the floor as a single tear fell down her face. Dante walked over to her and lifted her face up so that he could see into her eyes. Her eyes, they seemed so familiar. Everything about her seemed familiar, just like an angel. He looked back through her eyes and into her blood. He saw a bright pure blue light and he heard the sound of the ocean and the cry of gulls. He could also fell the steady pulse of the power that was woven into her blood. He put his hands on her shoulders and asked her in his mind again, 'Who's hunting you, angel?' Larana shook her head and said back to him, 'I'm not an angel.' 'Then what are you?' He asked. 'I'm what every man wants,' she answered. 'What are you talking about?' Dante was starting to get really confused. 'I'm a siren." Dante pulled back and looked at her. She only turned her gaze back to the floor. "What's wrong Dante?" Annie asked. Larana's head shot up and her eyes locked with Dante's. 'Don't tell her Dante. Please, don't tell her!' Dante nodded his head slightly and saw relief wash over Larana. "Nothing, I just spaced out for a minuet," he answered. This answer seemed to please Annie. He noticed her try to cover a giant yawn. He also heard Larana sigh tiredly. Dante smiled and asked, "Tired?" "Yeah, sorry," Annie said. Larana only nodded. "Don't be. If you wanna sleep, you can go upstairs and sleep in my room," he said. "I think we'll be fine," Annie said cautiously. Larana looked at her sister like she was the dumbest thing on earth. 'Where?' he heard Larana ask. "Upstairs and to the right," Dante answered 'Thanks.' He watched Larana as she stood up and walk upstairs. "Larana, where are you going?" Annie asked worriedly. Larana turned and stared at her sister, then continued up the stairs. Dante smiled as Annie ran after her sister.
Author's Note: Umm.yeah. Do you like? I can't tell whether you do or not unless you review. I'm not Larana ppl (I really wish I was though) I can't read minds even though I do try at times...Oh well.
Larana's Secret
Larana looked at Dante confused. She reached out to help him out. This however gave Dante another strong premonition. This time it was the same premonition, only he could feel. He could feel Larana's lips against his. He could feel her tongue in his mouth, her body pressed against his, the skin of her back under his ungloved hands, her soft and gentle hands on his face and neck, and the gentle intoxicating caress of her wings on his skin. The vision suddenly changed. They were both fully clothed, but Larana's clothing was torn and stained with blood. Her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted. He heard himself call her name as he brushed away a loose strand of damp hair. He shook her slightly, but she didn't respond. He felt tears fall down his face as he pulled her body closer to him, softly saying her name. Dante's vision cleared and he saw Larana and Annie staring at him confused. Larana reached out again to help Dante up. He quickly put his hand up to tell her to stop and said rather harshly, "Don't touch me!" Larana's hand quickly retreated and fell limp at her side. Her face looked slightly hurt, but Dante stood up and smiled at her. "What just happened their Dante?" Annie asked. Dante looked over at Larana who was smiling knowingly and tapping her right temple, "Umm.headache," he answered. Larana laughed. "Must have been on hell of a headache," Annie said sounding worried. "Yeah," was all Dante said. There was a silence in the room, but then a soft, musical voice asked, "Why did you ask me what the hell I was?" Annie spun around very fast and Dante looked back over to Larana. "You're talking?" Annie said in disbelief. Now it was Dante's turn to be confused. "Why wouldn't she talk?" he asked. With an open mouth, Annie just shook her head, "Because she hasn't talked since she was four." Dante's stared at Larana with disbelief. "And how old is she now?" Dante asked.
"She just turned sixteen,"
'Sixteen huh? Well, I was just a few years off. Too bad she's not a little bit older," Dante thought. Larana let out a soft laugh. "What are you laughing at?" Dante asked. "You," she said. "What makes me so funny?" Dante asked annoyed. "Well, I was just a few years off. Too bad she's not a little bit older," Larana said laughing harder. Dante's mouth dropped and his eyes widened. Annie turned back around to him and gave him a look that could freeze fire. THIS GIRL COULD READ HIS THOUGHTS! Larana stopped laughing and repeated her question, "Why did you ask me what the hell I am?" "I think what you just did explains why I asked you that," Dante said. Larana shrugged her shoulders and sat down on a nearby chair. "Larana? Why now all of a sudden are you talking?" Annie asked. Larana didn't say anything, she just smiled at her sister. "Larana don't do this," her sister pleaded. Larana shook her head. "LARANA! PLEASE!" Annie pleaded. Larana shook her head again, her smile fading. "What's wrong?" Dante asked. "She's finished talking I guess," Annie said sadly. Dante opened his mouth to say something to get Larana to talk again, but a comforting warmth suddenly enveloped his entire body and he could feel Larana enter his mind. He heard her voice tell him, 'No Dante, not yet. Not again.' Dante looked at her. She tilted her head to the side as if she was trying to hear something. Understanding what she wanted, Dante tried to concentrate on nothing except Larana and trying to talk to her. 'Why not?' Dante asked her in his mind. 'Because.I can't' Dante watched Larana as she told him this. She looked down at the floor as a single tear fell down her face. Dante walked over to her and lifted her face up so that he could see into her eyes. Her eyes, they seemed so familiar. Everything about her seemed familiar, just like an angel. He looked back through her eyes and into her blood. He saw a bright pure blue light and he heard the sound of the ocean and the cry of gulls. He could also fell the steady pulse of the power that was woven into her blood. He put his hands on her shoulders and asked her in his mind again, 'Who's hunting you, angel?' Larana shook her head and said back to him, 'I'm not an angel.' 'Then what are you?' He asked. 'I'm what every man wants,' she answered. 'What are you talking about?' Dante was starting to get really confused. 'I'm a siren." Dante pulled back and looked at her. She only turned her gaze back to the floor. "What's wrong Dante?" Annie asked. Larana's head shot up and her eyes locked with Dante's. 'Don't tell her Dante. Please, don't tell her!' Dante nodded his head slightly and saw relief wash over Larana. "Nothing, I just spaced out for a minuet," he answered. This answer seemed to please Annie. He noticed her try to cover a giant yawn. He also heard Larana sigh tiredly. Dante smiled and asked, "Tired?" "Yeah, sorry," Annie said. Larana only nodded. "Don't be. If you wanna sleep, you can go upstairs and sleep in my room," he said. "I think we'll be fine," Annie said cautiously. Larana looked at her sister like she was the dumbest thing on earth. 'Where?' he heard Larana ask. "Upstairs and to the right," Dante answered 'Thanks.' He watched Larana as she stood up and walk upstairs. "Larana, where are you going?" Annie asked worriedly. Larana turned and stared at her sister, then continued up the stairs. Dante smiled as Annie ran after her sister.
Author's Note: Umm.yeah. Do you like? I can't tell whether you do or not unless you review. I'm not Larana ppl (I really wish I was though) I can't read minds even though I do try at times...Oh well.
