A/N: READ MY PROFILE!! IMPORTANT INFO ABOUT ZOIDS!!!
My Shared Fantasy
"That's all it is, a dream. And that's a horrible reality." Brad was sitting in the coffee shop, watching the battles. Doc and Jamie stayed at the base while Brad, Leena. And Bit decided to go out for a while.
"Brad, you say something?"
"What?" he looked up, Leena was staring at him, her amethyst gaze focused. Bit stopped eating his cookie and looked at him. Great, Brad thought, what if they heard me?
"No, just thinking to myself." Leena smiled and said in a singsong voice,
"About Naomi?" he was about to speak when a reporters voice came over the screen.
"The winner of the previous battle was Naomi Flugel. If you remember she was previously unbeaten until the Blitz team defeated her. Now this raving beauty is rising again to the top of the zoid world. And the McCall team was just another victim of her angry winning. She has been accepting any battles she can, is there more to it then we think?"
*****************************Naomi's Apartment***************************
Naomi angrily turned off the TV and flung the remote as far as she could which was pretty far considering it landed in the bathroom down the hall. She walked into the kitchen and got out a frappucino (I love those () she started yelling at her reflection in the silver of the refrigerator.
"What does that lady think she knows? She has no idea about why I'm accepting battles, sanctioned and otherwise. It doesn't matter anyway. And why is she calling me a "raving beauty"? I think I'll have my own opinion of myself thank you." she slammed her drink down on the black counter, stormed into her bathroom and closed the door.
An hour later she finally got out of her shower. Her hair hung in wet strands. She combed them back and dried off. Naomi numbly walked naked down the hall to her bedroom. She pulled her pajamas; boxers and a tank top from a hook behind her door and lay down. The last thing she remembered before falling asleep was her mumbling,
"Well, Brad here I come."
*****************************Naomi's Dream******************************
Naomi woke slowly and stretched. Brad had his arms around her and was smiling mischievously. She laughed and said,
'I know your not asleep, get up love." He opened a sapphire eye and laughed, pulling her down on top of him. She was about to speak but cut herself off by kissing him instead. She pulled off his shirt and ran her fingers down his muscular chest. He flipped her over and took off her tank top. And in her dreams, these things led to others of pure passion, something only soul mates can share.
**************************Naomi's apartment******************************
She woke with a smile and his taste in her mouth. That was until she realized that it was a dream. Then she felt tears welling in the corners of her eyes. She thought aloud to herself.
"It's just a dream, just a dream. Is having him for the night worth the pain in the day? But I can't not dream about him." She ran her tongue over her lips, as if to catch the last hint of him, of Brad.
She felt her tears run down her cheeks in warm rivers. She didn't usually cry, not when she lost battles, not when she had learned of her parents divorce. But this was different this was like the thorn of a rose in her breast. She got up slowly and began her normal, zombie-like routine.
A/N: second chapter, PARTY!! Is it good so far? Please let it be good!
My Shared Fantasy
"That's all it is, a dream. And that's a horrible reality." Brad was sitting in the coffee shop, watching the battles. Doc and Jamie stayed at the base while Brad, Leena. And Bit decided to go out for a while.
"Brad, you say something?"
"What?" he looked up, Leena was staring at him, her amethyst gaze focused. Bit stopped eating his cookie and looked at him. Great, Brad thought, what if they heard me?
"No, just thinking to myself." Leena smiled and said in a singsong voice,
"About Naomi?" he was about to speak when a reporters voice came over the screen.
"The winner of the previous battle was Naomi Flugel. If you remember she was previously unbeaten until the Blitz team defeated her. Now this raving beauty is rising again to the top of the zoid world. And the McCall team was just another victim of her angry winning. She has been accepting any battles she can, is there more to it then we think?"
*****************************Naomi's Apartment***************************
Naomi angrily turned off the TV and flung the remote as far as she could which was pretty far considering it landed in the bathroom down the hall. She walked into the kitchen and got out a frappucino (I love those () she started yelling at her reflection in the silver of the refrigerator.
"What does that lady think she knows? She has no idea about why I'm accepting battles, sanctioned and otherwise. It doesn't matter anyway. And why is she calling me a "raving beauty"? I think I'll have my own opinion of myself thank you." she slammed her drink down on the black counter, stormed into her bathroom and closed the door.
An hour later she finally got out of her shower. Her hair hung in wet strands. She combed them back and dried off. Naomi numbly walked naked down the hall to her bedroom. She pulled her pajamas; boxers and a tank top from a hook behind her door and lay down. The last thing she remembered before falling asleep was her mumbling,
"Well, Brad here I come."
*****************************Naomi's Dream******************************
Naomi woke slowly and stretched. Brad had his arms around her and was smiling mischievously. She laughed and said,
'I know your not asleep, get up love." He opened a sapphire eye and laughed, pulling her down on top of him. She was about to speak but cut herself off by kissing him instead. She pulled off his shirt and ran her fingers down his muscular chest. He flipped her over and took off her tank top. And in her dreams, these things led to others of pure passion, something only soul mates can share.
**************************Naomi's apartment******************************
She woke with a smile and his taste in her mouth. That was until she realized that it was a dream. Then she felt tears welling in the corners of her eyes. She thought aloud to herself.
"It's just a dream, just a dream. Is having him for the night worth the pain in the day? But I can't not dream about him." She ran her tongue over her lips, as if to catch the last hint of him, of Brad.
She felt her tears run down her cheeks in warm rivers. She didn't usually cry, not when she lost battles, not when she had learned of her parents divorce. But this was different this was like the thorn of a rose in her breast. She got up slowly and began her normal, zombie-like routine.
A/N: second chapter, PARTY!! Is it good so far? Please let it be good!