"Know any Better."
Disclaimer: I don't own Young Wizards, never will!
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Little Lisa: Thanks for the review! Here's your chapter!
Shima And Tempis: Thanks for the review! I hope you like this one too!
Anyways, here is it!
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Neets.....
Look, I'm sorry. I said some things I didn't really mean.....
I'm just really confused right now, and I need some time to think.
I'm not mad at you, Nita. And I hope your not mad at me.
It's up to you.
Kit.
Nita sighed, closing her manual and slowing getting up from her bed. As she pulled on a jacket, she decided she would wait to talk to Kit. He needed some time, and as for Nita, she needed to have a little chat with Ronan.
'Ronan?'
A groan, a sigh, and then: 'N-Nita?'
'Did I wake you up?'
'Yeah..'
'Good.'
She felt his aggrivated yawn. 'What do you want, Nita.'
'First, I would like to congratulate you on your fanstastic plot to upset, Kit.' she murumed sarcastically
A sigh. 'What are you talking about?'
'You know how protective he is!'
She felt his grin, and she immediately regretted her words.
'Aren't you tired, Miss.Yank'
'Tired? It's not very late here..'
'No..I mean of the way he acts about you.'
'I'm sorry, Ronan. But I'm missing your point.'
'Aren't you tired of him acting as if he owns you?'
She faltered her eyes. She had never really thought about it before. Was the reason they were fighting so much lately, that they.....No...it wasn't their friendship. It was something else.
Could it be....She shook her head. No..it wasn't attraction...it couldn't be.....
But Nita blushed, as she realized she was lying to herself. She had always been somewhat atrracted to him, even from the start. And it had been getting stronger.
Her sister's words came back to her:
"You fight like an old married couple."
At the time, it had seemed outrageous, but now, as she thought back on it....
Ronan must have felt her blush, because he mind-sighed: 'I don't regret telling him anything, Nita. You know, that in the world of wizardry, everything happens for a reason. You just way and see, everything will be fine.'
She felt the connection ebb away, and Nita stared at the ceiling for a long while. She knew it now. The tension, the fights, the words of forgiveness after the fights. She closed her eyes, and a series of event coursed through her mind.
Kit, age 12, bent over a series of books, his look agitated.
Kit, age 13, leaning on her locker and handing her a rose, the only thing she had recieved for valentine's day.
Kit, age 13, tackling her into the sand, in their game of beach football.
Kit, all ages, smiling at her.
Kit, age 14, holding her silently as she sobbed.
Kit, age 14, looking over her shoulder at a peice of her work, and grinning teasingly at her.
Kit, after a big fight, stading on her porch in the rain, his eyes apologetic and his hair and clothes sopping wet.
Kit, Kit, Kit.
She couldn't get him out of her head. She opened her eyes and opened her manual, the pages landing on his previous message.
"God," she spoke to herself. "Am I in love with him?"
She shook her head and spoke to her book.
"Reply."
"Kit...
I thought this over..and I realized we need to sort something out.
I need to talk to you Kit...whenever is a good time for you just..
Just let me know okay?
Nita."
"More?" Her manual flashed.
"No. Send."
"Sent."
Tbc........
Well, there's chapter two! What did you think of it? Please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Young Wizards, never will!
______________________________________________________________________________
Little Lisa: Thanks for the review! Here's your chapter!
Shima And Tempis: Thanks for the review! I hope you like this one too!
Anyways, here is it!
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Neets.....
Look, I'm sorry. I said some things I didn't really mean.....
I'm just really confused right now, and I need some time to think.
I'm not mad at you, Nita. And I hope your not mad at me.
It's up to you.
Kit.
Nita sighed, closing her manual and slowing getting up from her bed. As she pulled on a jacket, she decided she would wait to talk to Kit. He needed some time, and as for Nita, she needed to have a little chat with Ronan.
'Ronan?'
A groan, a sigh, and then: 'N-Nita?'
'Did I wake you up?'
'Yeah..'
'Good.'
She felt his aggrivated yawn. 'What do you want, Nita.'
'First, I would like to congratulate you on your fanstastic plot to upset, Kit.' she murumed sarcastically
A sigh. 'What are you talking about?'
'You know how protective he is!'
She felt his grin, and she immediately regretted her words.
'Aren't you tired, Miss.Yank'
'Tired? It's not very late here..'
'No..I mean of the way he acts about you.'
'I'm sorry, Ronan. But I'm missing your point.'
'Aren't you tired of him acting as if he owns you?'
She faltered her eyes. She had never really thought about it before. Was the reason they were fighting so much lately, that they.....No...it wasn't their friendship. It was something else.
Could it be....She shook her head. No..it wasn't attraction...it couldn't be.....
But Nita blushed, as she realized she was lying to herself. She had always been somewhat atrracted to him, even from the start. And it had been getting stronger.
Her sister's words came back to her:
"You fight like an old married couple."
At the time, it had seemed outrageous, but now, as she thought back on it....
Ronan must have felt her blush, because he mind-sighed: 'I don't regret telling him anything, Nita. You know, that in the world of wizardry, everything happens for a reason. You just way and see, everything will be fine.'
She felt the connection ebb away, and Nita stared at the ceiling for a long while. She knew it now. The tension, the fights, the words of forgiveness after the fights. She closed her eyes, and a series of event coursed through her mind.
Kit, age 12, bent over a series of books, his look agitated.
Kit, age 13, leaning on her locker and handing her a rose, the only thing she had recieved for valentine's day.
Kit, age 13, tackling her into the sand, in their game of beach football.
Kit, all ages, smiling at her.
Kit, age 14, holding her silently as she sobbed.
Kit, age 14, looking over her shoulder at a peice of her work, and grinning teasingly at her.
Kit, after a big fight, stading on her porch in the rain, his eyes apologetic and his hair and clothes sopping wet.
Kit, Kit, Kit.
She couldn't get him out of her head. She opened her eyes and opened her manual, the pages landing on his previous message.
"God," she spoke to herself. "Am I in love with him?"
She shook her head and spoke to her book.
"Reply."
"Kit...
I thought this over..and I realized we need to sort something out.
I need to talk to you Kit...whenever is a good time for you just..
Just let me know okay?
Nita."
"More?" Her manual flashed.
"No. Send."
"Sent."
Tbc........
Well, there's chapter two! What did you think of it? Please review!