Oh mon dieu how I love the reviews!! *does happy dance*
Raeghann - you know, its so funny that you mention that about my one-shots - cause I actually had you in mind when I wrote this one! One-shots are all wonderful and fun and all but ack I know what you mean about them being painful! ACK! lol ... anyway THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for reviewing... your Spot inspires me more and more to become a better writer with every update... gosh I love your story! oh dear, have I turned you into a hopeless romantic too?? lol welcome to the club, ma cherie. Oh there will be much bouncing of ideas... thank you again so very much :)
Shorty Carter - aw im so glad that this speaks to you! ack! Your reviews make me smile - thank you so much for enjoying my story!!!!!! yaaaaay!!!!!
Dreamer - thank you so much for reviewing! I hope this story doesn't disappoint...I hate it when stories start out marvelously and then kind of fail at the end... im gonna try my hardest to make sure that that doesn't happen with this one. Merci bien :)
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The sky was grey as she walked down the steps of the Lodging house, but for Key the birds were singing, the sun was shining and it was the most beautiful day in the history of time.
He loves me.
The shining light in her eyes dimmed, however, as she caught sight of the figure leaning up against the gate of the distribution office. He looked as if he hadn't slept all night - his shirt was more rumpled than usual and his hands were shaking as they fingered his slingshot. She stopped dead in her tracks, not wanting to catch his attention but having no where else to go. He raised his head suddenly and his pale eyes caught hers.
Shit.
His lanky frame unfolded as he pushed himself off the gate, standing uneasily, his eyes still locked on hers.
He's waiting for me.
Sighing, she made her way over to him.
"Whaddya want, Spot?"
"Heya, Key." His voice was softer than usual, almost a whisper. Her only response was to raise a skeptical eyebrow.
"Key, I - " he trailed off.
"What? If you're gonna say something, Spot, just fucking spit it out, okay? 'Cause I don't got all day to waste on you." As soon as she said it, she regretted it. His eyes went grey as he tried to control the anger building there.
"Key, I was gonna apologize."
Her frown disappeared and she smirked at him; "You were gonna apologize? You?? ... who are you and what have you done with Spot Conlon?!"
He rolled his eyes - "Hey, I'm allowed to say sorry, you know."
She stepped back as he smiled at her, all traces of her smirk gone. With her arms folded across her chest, her posture was definitely hostile.
"So get on with it."
Refusing to meet her eyes, he hung his head and mumbled "I'm sorry."
Cupping a hand behind her ear, she feigned hearing difficulties - "What was that?"
Sighing with frustration, he met her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Key. I shouldn't have said any of that stuff. I dunno why I did. I was just...I dunno. I'm just sorry, I guess."
She could tell by the look in his eyes that he was sincere. Reaching out a hand to him, she said,
"It's okay. We all have bad days sometimes...you just have 'em more than most people do."
Grinning and shaking his head, he pulled her into his arms.
"Shut up, Key."
Enjoying the feeling of her body against his, he added, "I dunno why I said all that stuff about Lock either...I was just being dumb."
Uh-oh.
Key pulled her head out from underneath his chin to look into his face.
"Spot, about that... I - "
"Hey, Conlon, get yer paws off my girl!"
Spot dropped her as if he had been burned at the sound of Lock's voice. He came up beside Key and threw an arm across her shoulders.
"Heya, Key." As he kissed her on the forehead, he missed the look of absolute betrayal that crossed Spot's face.
There was silence for a few minutes as Key and Spot locked eyes. Finally tearing his gaze away from hers, he smirked at Lock and said,
"So she's finally your whore, eh?"
The next sound was the angry crunch of Lock's fist meeting Spot's jaw. Their leader drew himself back up, blood running out of the corner of his mouth, and smirked again. Glancing Key up and down suggestively, he murmured, "See ya 'round", and Key actually had to hold Lock back. Spot turned and sauntered away down the street, his hair gleaming in the half-light of morning.
Gathering her into his chest in an action of unnecessary comfort, Lock wondered,
"What the fuck was that about?"
This time, Key couldn't cry - she understood all too well for that.
AN : *does review dance (looks somewhat similar to a rain dance)* come on now, review! You know you want to! Feed my starving muses!!! Je vous aime tous :)
Raeghann - you know, its so funny that you mention that about my one-shots - cause I actually had you in mind when I wrote this one! One-shots are all wonderful and fun and all but ack I know what you mean about them being painful! ACK! lol ... anyway THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for reviewing... your Spot inspires me more and more to become a better writer with every update... gosh I love your story! oh dear, have I turned you into a hopeless romantic too?? lol welcome to the club, ma cherie. Oh there will be much bouncing of ideas... thank you again so very much :)
Shorty Carter - aw im so glad that this speaks to you! ack! Your reviews make me smile - thank you so much for enjoying my story!!!!!! yaaaaay!!!!!
Dreamer - thank you so much for reviewing! I hope this story doesn't disappoint...I hate it when stories start out marvelously and then kind of fail at the end... im gonna try my hardest to make sure that that doesn't happen with this one. Merci bien :)
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The sky was grey as she walked down the steps of the Lodging house, but for Key the birds were singing, the sun was shining and it was the most beautiful day in the history of time.
He loves me.
The shining light in her eyes dimmed, however, as she caught sight of the figure leaning up against the gate of the distribution office. He looked as if he hadn't slept all night - his shirt was more rumpled than usual and his hands were shaking as they fingered his slingshot. She stopped dead in her tracks, not wanting to catch his attention but having no where else to go. He raised his head suddenly and his pale eyes caught hers.
Shit.
His lanky frame unfolded as he pushed himself off the gate, standing uneasily, his eyes still locked on hers.
He's waiting for me.
Sighing, she made her way over to him.
"Whaddya want, Spot?"
"Heya, Key." His voice was softer than usual, almost a whisper. Her only response was to raise a skeptical eyebrow.
"Key, I - " he trailed off.
"What? If you're gonna say something, Spot, just fucking spit it out, okay? 'Cause I don't got all day to waste on you." As soon as she said it, she regretted it. His eyes went grey as he tried to control the anger building there.
"Key, I was gonna apologize."
Her frown disappeared and she smirked at him; "You were gonna apologize? You?? ... who are you and what have you done with Spot Conlon?!"
He rolled his eyes - "Hey, I'm allowed to say sorry, you know."
She stepped back as he smiled at her, all traces of her smirk gone. With her arms folded across her chest, her posture was definitely hostile.
"So get on with it."
Refusing to meet her eyes, he hung his head and mumbled "I'm sorry."
Cupping a hand behind her ear, she feigned hearing difficulties - "What was that?"
Sighing with frustration, he met her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Key. I shouldn't have said any of that stuff. I dunno why I did. I was just...I dunno. I'm just sorry, I guess."
She could tell by the look in his eyes that he was sincere. Reaching out a hand to him, she said,
"It's okay. We all have bad days sometimes...you just have 'em more than most people do."
Grinning and shaking his head, he pulled her into his arms.
"Shut up, Key."
Enjoying the feeling of her body against his, he added, "I dunno why I said all that stuff about Lock either...I was just being dumb."
Uh-oh.
Key pulled her head out from underneath his chin to look into his face.
"Spot, about that... I - "
"Hey, Conlon, get yer paws off my girl!"
Spot dropped her as if he had been burned at the sound of Lock's voice. He came up beside Key and threw an arm across her shoulders.
"Heya, Key." As he kissed her on the forehead, he missed the look of absolute betrayal that crossed Spot's face.
There was silence for a few minutes as Key and Spot locked eyes. Finally tearing his gaze away from hers, he smirked at Lock and said,
"So she's finally your whore, eh?"
The next sound was the angry crunch of Lock's fist meeting Spot's jaw. Their leader drew himself back up, blood running out of the corner of his mouth, and smirked again. Glancing Key up and down suggestively, he murmured, "See ya 'round", and Key actually had to hold Lock back. Spot turned and sauntered away down the street, his hair gleaming in the half-light of morning.
Gathering her into his chest in an action of unnecessary comfort, Lock wondered,
"What the fuck was that about?"
This time, Key couldn't cry - she understood all too well for that.
AN : *does review dance (looks somewhat similar to a rain dance)* come on now, review! You know you want to! Feed my starving muses!!! Je vous aime tous :)