A/N: Again, the story is extended and so I get back to work doing what I do
best. Shane and Krystal had a night alone, but will Fox ever find out? And
if he does, what will he think? Anyway, here's chapter 17. Its a little
long, but I worked hard on this chapter and tried to focus a lot on Fox.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Star Fox. Nintendo and/or Rare does. Any relation to my made up characters in anyway is entirely coincidental
Chapter 17-The Dark Fox Unmasked
Shane walked into the pub, not knowing that Fox was close behind. When Shane did walk into the pub, he saw Falco sitting at the bar. It was still pretty early and to Shane's knowledge, Krystal was still asleep. He walked in and sat down next to the Avian. The village was no longer in search of him so it was safe to walk out in the open.
Usually Falco wouldn't be here this early. He took a quick glimpse at Shane. Shane had a look of joy on his face, yet his eyes didn't show it the way his face did. Falco decided not to ask what's wrong. "How'd it go with Krystal last nigh?" He asked. He wasn't drinking at the bar, just sitting there.
Shane had a seat next to Falco. He didn't blush, he didn't say much. "It went well, but I don't think I can see her anymore." Shane said sadly erasing the look upon his face in knowing what Fox had said to him.
Falco patted Shane on the back, but was curious. "Why is that?"
Shane didn't much feel like talking about his meeting with Fox and so he just tried to by pass around it. "I don't want to say right now. I can only see her one last time."
Falco leaned on the bar, "Is it your little secret?" Shane only shook his head. He wanted a drink, but felt now was just too early to have one. "Is it Fox?" Falco asked as if he could read Shane's mind. To this Shane nodded.
Shane looked up at Falco and sighed. "I can't stay here Falco, and I don't think I can go back home now. I think..."
"You love her." Falco finished. It was definite to Falco. "Then why let Fox get in the way? Why let him stand between what you and Krystal have?" They kept their voices low as they talked, in case of those trying to listen in on the conversation.
Shane shrugged and leaned onto the bar crossing his arms. He didn't want this night to be the last night he saw Krystal. And that's exactly what he was going to do; wait until nightfall to see Krystal one last time. He thought while he was there perhaps he should tell Krystal about himself. This sounded good, but if Krystal hated him for that...then what they would've had was a fluke.
Apparent to Fox, Shane would probably spend quite some time in the pub. Since Shane was at the pub now, it was a moment for Fox to go and see Krystal. There was still a chance for Fox to set things straight with her, and he didn't want to screw up what THEY had.
***
It was still early. Krystal rolled over and placed her paw on empty sheets. Shane was gone. 'Maybe he went home.' Krystal thought. She woke up and sat up, the sheets covering her naked body. She was still relaxed from the last night she had with Shane, but why did he leave?
She got up and put back on her bra and her shorts. She climbed out of bed slowly. A part of her didn't want to get out of bed. She wanted to stay in bed and relive last night. But Shane wasn't there.
As soon as she was out of bed, there was a knock at her door. She didn't bother to put on a shirt, she just walked to the door. She felt she needed to walk anyway. Afterall, for all she knew it could've even been Shane, coming back. She thought perhaps Shane was out for breakfast tea and such.
When she answered the door it was Fox. Fox was surprised to see Krystal answer the door in her bra. He'd seen Krystal in her bra before, but she never answered the door like that. He began to become suspicious. "Do you think we could talk?"
The sight of Fox, with her looking like THAT made her lower her ears. It made her nervous. She didn't want to tell Fox what he could very well be suspecting. She wanted to close the door on him, she was still a little upset. Then it hit her: she never heard Shane's side of the story. With that in mind, she couldn't refuse Fox, and show she let him in.
Fox walked in slowly, his thoughts he kept to himself. He sat in a chair, and then stood up quickly. His thoughts of what he defined a nighmare kept him from sitting down. "I came to talk to you about Shane." He began to pace back and forth.
Krystal finally took Fox's paw and sat him down in a chair. "Relax." She then looked into Fox's eyes deeply. He was disturbed. "What are you thinking?"
Fox was nervous. After all, Krystal was in a bra when she answered the door. That couldn't have been good at all. Not to Fox anyway. "Krystal, I've been thinking about Shane, about how you said what he needed was a friend." Did he truly think that, or was he just trying to please her? He wasn't all that sure. But after their meeting in the chapal this morning, he actually did start to rethink Shane. Knowing his secret did help to put Shane into perspective. "I'm sorry I told you about what I saw in Shane." Fox began.
"Does that mean you'll trust him?"
Fox looked up. Could Shane be trusted? Fox still didn't know. He could at least TRY to like Shane right? Afterall, Shane had trusted him enough with his deep...dark secret. But knowing Shane was a human only made him want to dislike Shane more. Could he really deal with that? It was disturbing to think about, and he wanted to tell Krystal, but realized he shouldn't Afterall, Fox was...just that, a fox. He was clever and smart. He finally realized that Krystal was still waiting for an answer to her question. "I'm starting to trust Shane."
Krystal sat down in the chair on the opposite side of the room from Fox. She was nervous herself. She didn't want to tell Fox about Shane last night. Krystal knew how Fox felt, and she knew how much that would hurt him. How long could she hold back though? She didn't normally keep secrets from Fox. She'd known Fox for a great deal of her life.
"You're only starting to trust Shane?" Krystal tilted her head.
Fox sighed, and shook his head. "I only said I'm sorry I told you about what I saw, I didn't say it wasn't true. And for that its hard for me to trust Shane." Fox said.
Krystal was now starting to get upset at Fox all over again. 'You're still stuck on that!' Krystal may have never asked Shane, but she knew Shane wasn't like that. Or at least she thought she knew.
"You have to understand Krystal, I do my best to protect the furs of the village. You've got to trust me about Shane."
Krystal was now a little mad. In fact, this was probably the angriest she'd ever been at Fox before. She thought Fox was jealous of Shane. Her eyes became a piercing emerald now and they glimmered as she stared at Fox. Then she finally stood up and pointed to the door. She was slowly shaking her head, "Please leave." She said. She was trying not to cry. She sniffled a bit. It was almost like the night before.
Fox didn't move. "Krystal, you may not know it now, but he's deceiving you!"
She pointed again as her voice began to sharpen. "Fox please....no more of this jealousy."
"I'm not jealous, I'm only trying to protect you!" Fox still didn't trust Shane and it was starting to come out now. Fox would be so happy when Shane would finally leave. His only hope was that things would go back to normal. But things between Krystal and him were only getting worse now. And Fox was starting to put all the blame on Shane.
"Why?" Krystal asked. "What are you trying to protect me from?"
"From Shane. You don't understand him Krystal. You think you do but you don't."
She snapped now. "No Fox, YOU don't understand! You don't even know him. You're trying to tell me a lie! YOU'RE LYING!" Fox only shook his head as she continued. Then Krystal hit him with the hardest thing of all. "I love Shane more than I've ever loved anyone before, and I'm not going to let you take that away from me!"
It hit Fox hard, but the only part he heard was 'I love Shane...' and that made him sad inside. He came to a stance with his head held down low.
Krystal had realized that she'd hurt someone for the very first time in her entire life. It was something she never did before, and she felt bad about it.
Fox walked over to the door with his head held low. It was still the afternoon, but now he knew what he feared. All the questions were answered now, and the most he'd feared was now proven. Krystal had "chosen" Shane. Fox could now assume what happened last night by the way Krystal was dressed.
"Fox...." Krystal said in a low voice, but it was too late, he closed the door already. Krystal started to feel bad now. Not only did she hurt just anyone, but it was Fox, the one fur she trusted with all her soul, with all her heart. She sat down in the chair and let out a sigh. Now, more than ever, she wanted Shane...
***
Fox was on his way to the pub, it was only the afternoon and he was almost certain Shane would be there. He kicked a pebble on the way and sighed deeply. "What does he have that I don't?" Fox asked himself as if someone were walking beside him. He assumed that Krystal and Shane had been "together" last night and that made him furious. He had an idea his assumption was correct, and he knew it was true. Krystal couldn't hide it. But as he walked into the pub the only thing he could hear over and over again was: "I love Shane."
He walked in slowly. It seemed like he was a stranger in the village now. Suddenly the toughness in his aura was gone. He was vulnerable.
When Fox walked in, Falco was still at the pub, but Shane was gone. Now Fox had lost him. But did it really matter now?
"You look terrible Fox." A fur called out. To hearing this Falco turned to see Fox's face.
Falco walked over to Fox and led him over to the bar. "Great Fox! What happened to you?"
Fox didn't look him straight in the eye. 'Oh nothing, I lost my girlfriend overnight, how was your day?' Was that what he wanted to say? No, of course not. Krystal and he had never been an "official" couple anyway.
Fox looked up at Falco. "Where's Shane?"
"He's out and about. He won't go home now, says its too big of a mess." Falco said. He looked at Fox and could tell he was depressed. Falco NEVER saw Fox this hurt before. "You want a drink?" He offered. "You look like you could use one."
Fox rested his head and managed a small, "Sure." What more did he have to lose? He'd already lost Krystal, he might was well lose himself.
Falco ordered Fox a whiskey. "Leave the bottle." He told the bartender. His attention turned back to Fox who was already taking his first shot. "So what happened?"
Fox always found himself talking to Falco when it came to Krystal. Somehow it just happened that way. "I've lost her Falco...to HIM." Fox wouldn't dare speak his name now. "I don't think I'll ever get her back." He took another shot and this time slammed the shot glass down.
Falco patted him on his back and slowly backed the bottle away. Fox could really hold it and was usually in control when he drank, but not this time. Fox had only had two shots of Whiskey and was ready to vomit. It wasn't clear to Falco, but somehow Fox was starting to get sick. He'd been just fine that morning.
Fox took one last shot and then set it down and placed his head down. The words still floated in his head. 'I love Shane.'
***Later that night....
Shane went back to Krystal's house. He had to find someway to escape Fox, and wandering around was the best was the best way to do it. Getting lost was actually one of his better ideas. It was just past sunset and Shane was knocking on Krystal's door.
When she answered, she'd never been more happy to see him, considering what happened between her and Fox earlier that afternoon. She gave him the biggest hug in the world and invited him in.
***
Fox wasn't too far behind Shane, thanks to Falco, Fox knew that he'd find Shane here tonight. He'd hadn't had that much to drink, he'd actually had a good rest at the bar. It gave him a moment to try and think. Though the same thing had been going through his mind over and over.
It was starting to rain now, and Fox was still outside. He decided not to walk inside Krystal's house, but rather up to the window. He was good at not being discovered too. Not as good as Shane, but then again, no one escaped Falco.
He watched Shane walk inside. He then made his way to the window. The curtains were open, and it was certainly dark enough to the point where if he stood the right distance away, he wouldn't be seen. He probably wouldn't be able to hear what they were saying, but he felt as though he was doing this to protect Krystal.
***
Once inside, Krystal hugged Shane again. "Where did you go? I was wondering where you were."
Shane stroked Krystal's head as she came to a rest on his shoulder. She wanted to enjoy this moment.
"I had to go for a moment. I'm sorry I didn't come back sooner." Shane replied and noticed a sadness in Krystal's voice. He used one paw to stroke the back smoothly. Her fur was once again getting warm. "What's wrong?"
Krystal sighed for a moment. "It's Fox. He doesn't like you very much." They both layed down on the couch. They had no idea that Fox was watching.
Shane grew nervous. "I haven't done anything to Fox...I hope not anyway."
Krystal then sat up and motioned herself off of Shane. "You hope not?" She was puzzled.
Shane sighed, he thought that this would be his last night with Krystal, and was starting to think. 'Should I tell her?' he debated for a while. Perhaps he could tell her about the eastwing. That much he was sure of.
He stood up and paced around. Krystal was giving him a worried look. He continued to pace for a moment and was about to sit again, but decided not to. He had to stand for this. He looked at Krystal with a sad look in his eyes.
"What is it?"
"Fox and I haven't been the best of friends lately. I'm pretty sure he told you. He snuck into my mansion and..."
"Saw the eastwing. He told me that." Krystal sighed as she stood up. Shane's back was faced to her. She walked up behind him and put a paw on his shoulder and turned him around and looked him in the eyes. "Is what Fox says about the trophies and such true?" She was hoping that Fox wasn't right.
Shane closed his eyes. He couldn't look away now. He turned his head to the side and slowly opened them. "I'm not gonna lie to you Krystal," he began and gave a sigh. "It's all true."
Krystal gasped and put her paws over her mouth and backed away. At that exact moment the thunder boomed louder than before that night. She shook her head whispering under her breath, loud enough to the point Shane could hear. "Please tell me you're joking..." She wasn't biased the way that Fox was, but for a fur to kill other animals and make trophies.
Shane looked Krystal in the eye. "I'm not joking...." a tear welled up. This was the last night that they'd be together. He might as well let her know. He wasn't about to tell Krystal about Fox and their meeting that morning.
"Why?" Krystal asked breathing softly. Although now she felt a little bad for scolding and judjing Fox now.
They stood still, their faces a few inches from one another. Shane sighed. "Krystal...it was four years ago when I became this. This fox you see before you now." He began. Krystal didn't look too good. "Krystal, I'm not what you think I am."
"What are you Shane?" She was getting teary herself. Perhaps Fox was right. Perhaps Shane really had deceived her. She refused to believe it and hear him out. She just knew deep down that Shane wasn't a bad fur.
"Krystal, four years ago, there was an old women. I didn't like animals much and I didn't have any friends." His eyes became more watery and a tear ran down. "She was somewhat ugly, but then in this enourmous flash of light she became the most beautiful..." he stopped and smiled at Krystal. "SECOND, most beautiful vixen I'd ever seen." To his surprise she smiled back as a tear ran down her cheek. "I lived alone as a fox for four years. She said the only way I could break the spell was to love another vixen."
Krystal started to feel torn up. "You're using me?"
Shane shook his head. "No, of course not. I really love you Krystal, but I'm not what you think. I'm nothing more than a human in disguise." He stopped there and breath in heavily and then he cried more than he ever had before. "I'm sorry Krystal. This probably changes everything now. Fox was right about me. But I really do love you Krystal. I just don't want to go back."
Krystal wasn't sure what to think. She'd loved Shane for who he was. And all he was was a human in a fox's body. A wolf in sheep's clothing. Shane continued to cry, Krystal suddenly stopped. "Shane....I...." She was speechless. Now she had to apologize to Fox.
Shane started to walk towards the door. He still hadn't noticed Fox peering in through the window, but it wasn't as if that was Shane's concern anyway.
Krystal grabbed Shane by the paw and stopped him. As soon as Shane turned around, their lips touched, and they kissed for what Shane had seen to be the last time they would. As long as Krystal didn't admit her love TO him, he'd remain a fox. They held that kiss for a long brief period of time.
***
For Fox the kiss made things worse. He hadn't heard what was said, but to see the two kiss made him die in anguish and hatred for Shane. He stood up at the window and watched as the two were joined together. Fox could now say he hated Shane with a passion. He turned around and stormed off splashing HUGE puddles of water as he'd done so.
Fox was sad now. He stomped off, and then began to run. This was not how things were to turn out. Now he kept playing the kiss in his mind over and over again. That melted Fox's heart, and that pain was the worst ever. He had to face the fact that he might have lost her. Not only that, but for the first time ever, Fox began to cry.
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A/N: That was a little long, but I worked REALLY hard on this chapter, so for my work I hope a lot of you REALLY like it. The next chapter is coming soon, but it won't be where Shane transforms back, the next chapter is going to be mostly about Fox. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, because I really did. Fox fans, I give my apologies, but don't worry everything will look up in the end. Also, you think the spell would be broken now right? Nope. Until Krystal says directly to Shane's face the four magic words, its not over yet. Chapter 18 coming soon!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Star Fox. Nintendo and/or Rare does. Any relation to my made up characters in anyway is entirely coincidental
Chapter 17-The Dark Fox Unmasked
Shane walked into the pub, not knowing that Fox was close behind. When Shane did walk into the pub, he saw Falco sitting at the bar. It was still pretty early and to Shane's knowledge, Krystal was still asleep. He walked in and sat down next to the Avian. The village was no longer in search of him so it was safe to walk out in the open.
Usually Falco wouldn't be here this early. He took a quick glimpse at Shane. Shane had a look of joy on his face, yet his eyes didn't show it the way his face did. Falco decided not to ask what's wrong. "How'd it go with Krystal last nigh?" He asked. He wasn't drinking at the bar, just sitting there.
Shane had a seat next to Falco. He didn't blush, he didn't say much. "It went well, but I don't think I can see her anymore." Shane said sadly erasing the look upon his face in knowing what Fox had said to him.
Falco patted Shane on the back, but was curious. "Why is that?"
Shane didn't much feel like talking about his meeting with Fox and so he just tried to by pass around it. "I don't want to say right now. I can only see her one last time."
Falco leaned on the bar, "Is it your little secret?" Shane only shook his head. He wanted a drink, but felt now was just too early to have one. "Is it Fox?" Falco asked as if he could read Shane's mind. To this Shane nodded.
Shane looked up at Falco and sighed. "I can't stay here Falco, and I don't think I can go back home now. I think..."
"You love her." Falco finished. It was definite to Falco. "Then why let Fox get in the way? Why let him stand between what you and Krystal have?" They kept their voices low as they talked, in case of those trying to listen in on the conversation.
Shane shrugged and leaned onto the bar crossing his arms. He didn't want this night to be the last night he saw Krystal. And that's exactly what he was going to do; wait until nightfall to see Krystal one last time. He thought while he was there perhaps he should tell Krystal about himself. This sounded good, but if Krystal hated him for that...then what they would've had was a fluke.
Apparent to Fox, Shane would probably spend quite some time in the pub. Since Shane was at the pub now, it was a moment for Fox to go and see Krystal. There was still a chance for Fox to set things straight with her, and he didn't want to screw up what THEY had.
***
It was still early. Krystal rolled over and placed her paw on empty sheets. Shane was gone. 'Maybe he went home.' Krystal thought. She woke up and sat up, the sheets covering her naked body. She was still relaxed from the last night she had with Shane, but why did he leave?
She got up and put back on her bra and her shorts. She climbed out of bed slowly. A part of her didn't want to get out of bed. She wanted to stay in bed and relive last night. But Shane wasn't there.
As soon as she was out of bed, there was a knock at her door. She didn't bother to put on a shirt, she just walked to the door. She felt she needed to walk anyway. Afterall, for all she knew it could've even been Shane, coming back. She thought perhaps Shane was out for breakfast tea and such.
When she answered the door it was Fox. Fox was surprised to see Krystal answer the door in her bra. He'd seen Krystal in her bra before, but she never answered the door like that. He began to become suspicious. "Do you think we could talk?"
The sight of Fox, with her looking like THAT made her lower her ears. It made her nervous. She didn't want to tell Fox what he could very well be suspecting. She wanted to close the door on him, she was still a little upset. Then it hit her: she never heard Shane's side of the story. With that in mind, she couldn't refuse Fox, and show she let him in.
Fox walked in slowly, his thoughts he kept to himself. He sat in a chair, and then stood up quickly. His thoughts of what he defined a nighmare kept him from sitting down. "I came to talk to you about Shane." He began to pace back and forth.
Krystal finally took Fox's paw and sat him down in a chair. "Relax." She then looked into Fox's eyes deeply. He was disturbed. "What are you thinking?"
Fox was nervous. After all, Krystal was in a bra when she answered the door. That couldn't have been good at all. Not to Fox anyway. "Krystal, I've been thinking about Shane, about how you said what he needed was a friend." Did he truly think that, or was he just trying to please her? He wasn't all that sure. But after their meeting in the chapal this morning, he actually did start to rethink Shane. Knowing his secret did help to put Shane into perspective. "I'm sorry I told you about what I saw in Shane." Fox began.
"Does that mean you'll trust him?"
Fox looked up. Could Shane be trusted? Fox still didn't know. He could at least TRY to like Shane right? Afterall, Shane had trusted him enough with his deep...dark secret. But knowing Shane was a human only made him want to dislike Shane more. Could he really deal with that? It was disturbing to think about, and he wanted to tell Krystal, but realized he shouldn't Afterall, Fox was...just that, a fox. He was clever and smart. He finally realized that Krystal was still waiting for an answer to her question. "I'm starting to trust Shane."
Krystal sat down in the chair on the opposite side of the room from Fox. She was nervous herself. She didn't want to tell Fox about Shane last night. Krystal knew how Fox felt, and she knew how much that would hurt him. How long could she hold back though? She didn't normally keep secrets from Fox. She'd known Fox for a great deal of her life.
"You're only starting to trust Shane?" Krystal tilted her head.
Fox sighed, and shook his head. "I only said I'm sorry I told you about what I saw, I didn't say it wasn't true. And for that its hard for me to trust Shane." Fox said.
Krystal was now starting to get upset at Fox all over again. 'You're still stuck on that!' Krystal may have never asked Shane, but she knew Shane wasn't like that. Or at least she thought she knew.
"You have to understand Krystal, I do my best to protect the furs of the village. You've got to trust me about Shane."
Krystal was now a little mad. In fact, this was probably the angriest she'd ever been at Fox before. She thought Fox was jealous of Shane. Her eyes became a piercing emerald now and they glimmered as she stared at Fox. Then she finally stood up and pointed to the door. She was slowly shaking her head, "Please leave." She said. She was trying not to cry. She sniffled a bit. It was almost like the night before.
Fox didn't move. "Krystal, you may not know it now, but he's deceiving you!"
She pointed again as her voice began to sharpen. "Fox please....no more of this jealousy."
"I'm not jealous, I'm only trying to protect you!" Fox still didn't trust Shane and it was starting to come out now. Fox would be so happy when Shane would finally leave. His only hope was that things would go back to normal. But things between Krystal and him were only getting worse now. And Fox was starting to put all the blame on Shane.
"Why?" Krystal asked. "What are you trying to protect me from?"
"From Shane. You don't understand him Krystal. You think you do but you don't."
She snapped now. "No Fox, YOU don't understand! You don't even know him. You're trying to tell me a lie! YOU'RE LYING!" Fox only shook his head as she continued. Then Krystal hit him with the hardest thing of all. "I love Shane more than I've ever loved anyone before, and I'm not going to let you take that away from me!"
It hit Fox hard, but the only part he heard was 'I love Shane...' and that made him sad inside. He came to a stance with his head held down low.
Krystal had realized that she'd hurt someone for the very first time in her entire life. It was something she never did before, and she felt bad about it.
Fox walked over to the door with his head held low. It was still the afternoon, but now he knew what he feared. All the questions were answered now, and the most he'd feared was now proven. Krystal had "chosen" Shane. Fox could now assume what happened last night by the way Krystal was dressed.
"Fox...." Krystal said in a low voice, but it was too late, he closed the door already. Krystal started to feel bad now. Not only did she hurt just anyone, but it was Fox, the one fur she trusted with all her soul, with all her heart. She sat down in the chair and let out a sigh. Now, more than ever, she wanted Shane...
***
Fox was on his way to the pub, it was only the afternoon and he was almost certain Shane would be there. He kicked a pebble on the way and sighed deeply. "What does he have that I don't?" Fox asked himself as if someone were walking beside him. He assumed that Krystal and Shane had been "together" last night and that made him furious. He had an idea his assumption was correct, and he knew it was true. Krystal couldn't hide it. But as he walked into the pub the only thing he could hear over and over again was: "I love Shane."
He walked in slowly. It seemed like he was a stranger in the village now. Suddenly the toughness in his aura was gone. He was vulnerable.
When Fox walked in, Falco was still at the pub, but Shane was gone. Now Fox had lost him. But did it really matter now?
"You look terrible Fox." A fur called out. To hearing this Falco turned to see Fox's face.
Falco walked over to Fox and led him over to the bar. "Great Fox! What happened to you?"
Fox didn't look him straight in the eye. 'Oh nothing, I lost my girlfriend overnight, how was your day?' Was that what he wanted to say? No, of course not. Krystal and he had never been an "official" couple anyway.
Fox looked up at Falco. "Where's Shane?"
"He's out and about. He won't go home now, says its too big of a mess." Falco said. He looked at Fox and could tell he was depressed. Falco NEVER saw Fox this hurt before. "You want a drink?" He offered. "You look like you could use one."
Fox rested his head and managed a small, "Sure." What more did he have to lose? He'd already lost Krystal, he might was well lose himself.
Falco ordered Fox a whiskey. "Leave the bottle." He told the bartender. His attention turned back to Fox who was already taking his first shot. "So what happened?"
Fox always found himself talking to Falco when it came to Krystal. Somehow it just happened that way. "I've lost her Falco...to HIM." Fox wouldn't dare speak his name now. "I don't think I'll ever get her back." He took another shot and this time slammed the shot glass down.
Falco patted him on his back and slowly backed the bottle away. Fox could really hold it and was usually in control when he drank, but not this time. Fox had only had two shots of Whiskey and was ready to vomit. It wasn't clear to Falco, but somehow Fox was starting to get sick. He'd been just fine that morning.
Fox took one last shot and then set it down and placed his head down. The words still floated in his head. 'I love Shane.'
***Later that night....
Shane went back to Krystal's house. He had to find someway to escape Fox, and wandering around was the best was the best way to do it. Getting lost was actually one of his better ideas. It was just past sunset and Shane was knocking on Krystal's door.
When she answered, she'd never been more happy to see him, considering what happened between her and Fox earlier that afternoon. She gave him the biggest hug in the world and invited him in.
***
Fox wasn't too far behind Shane, thanks to Falco, Fox knew that he'd find Shane here tonight. He'd hadn't had that much to drink, he'd actually had a good rest at the bar. It gave him a moment to try and think. Though the same thing had been going through his mind over and over.
It was starting to rain now, and Fox was still outside. He decided not to walk inside Krystal's house, but rather up to the window. He was good at not being discovered too. Not as good as Shane, but then again, no one escaped Falco.
He watched Shane walk inside. He then made his way to the window. The curtains were open, and it was certainly dark enough to the point where if he stood the right distance away, he wouldn't be seen. He probably wouldn't be able to hear what they were saying, but he felt as though he was doing this to protect Krystal.
***
Once inside, Krystal hugged Shane again. "Where did you go? I was wondering where you were."
Shane stroked Krystal's head as she came to a rest on his shoulder. She wanted to enjoy this moment.
"I had to go for a moment. I'm sorry I didn't come back sooner." Shane replied and noticed a sadness in Krystal's voice. He used one paw to stroke the back smoothly. Her fur was once again getting warm. "What's wrong?"
Krystal sighed for a moment. "It's Fox. He doesn't like you very much." They both layed down on the couch. They had no idea that Fox was watching.
Shane grew nervous. "I haven't done anything to Fox...I hope not anyway."
Krystal then sat up and motioned herself off of Shane. "You hope not?" She was puzzled.
Shane sighed, he thought that this would be his last night with Krystal, and was starting to think. 'Should I tell her?' he debated for a while. Perhaps he could tell her about the eastwing. That much he was sure of.
He stood up and paced around. Krystal was giving him a worried look. He continued to pace for a moment and was about to sit again, but decided not to. He had to stand for this. He looked at Krystal with a sad look in his eyes.
"What is it?"
"Fox and I haven't been the best of friends lately. I'm pretty sure he told you. He snuck into my mansion and..."
"Saw the eastwing. He told me that." Krystal sighed as she stood up. Shane's back was faced to her. She walked up behind him and put a paw on his shoulder and turned him around and looked him in the eyes. "Is what Fox says about the trophies and such true?" She was hoping that Fox wasn't right.
Shane closed his eyes. He couldn't look away now. He turned his head to the side and slowly opened them. "I'm not gonna lie to you Krystal," he began and gave a sigh. "It's all true."
Krystal gasped and put her paws over her mouth and backed away. At that exact moment the thunder boomed louder than before that night. She shook her head whispering under her breath, loud enough to the point Shane could hear. "Please tell me you're joking..." She wasn't biased the way that Fox was, but for a fur to kill other animals and make trophies.
Shane looked Krystal in the eye. "I'm not joking...." a tear welled up. This was the last night that they'd be together. He might as well let her know. He wasn't about to tell Krystal about Fox and their meeting that morning.
"Why?" Krystal asked breathing softly. Although now she felt a little bad for scolding and judjing Fox now.
They stood still, their faces a few inches from one another. Shane sighed. "Krystal...it was four years ago when I became this. This fox you see before you now." He began. Krystal didn't look too good. "Krystal, I'm not what you think I am."
"What are you Shane?" She was getting teary herself. Perhaps Fox was right. Perhaps Shane really had deceived her. She refused to believe it and hear him out. She just knew deep down that Shane wasn't a bad fur.
"Krystal, four years ago, there was an old women. I didn't like animals much and I didn't have any friends." His eyes became more watery and a tear ran down. "She was somewhat ugly, but then in this enourmous flash of light she became the most beautiful..." he stopped and smiled at Krystal. "SECOND, most beautiful vixen I'd ever seen." To his surprise she smiled back as a tear ran down her cheek. "I lived alone as a fox for four years. She said the only way I could break the spell was to love another vixen."
Krystal started to feel torn up. "You're using me?"
Shane shook his head. "No, of course not. I really love you Krystal, but I'm not what you think. I'm nothing more than a human in disguise." He stopped there and breath in heavily and then he cried more than he ever had before. "I'm sorry Krystal. This probably changes everything now. Fox was right about me. But I really do love you Krystal. I just don't want to go back."
Krystal wasn't sure what to think. She'd loved Shane for who he was. And all he was was a human in a fox's body. A wolf in sheep's clothing. Shane continued to cry, Krystal suddenly stopped. "Shane....I...." She was speechless. Now she had to apologize to Fox.
Shane started to walk towards the door. He still hadn't noticed Fox peering in through the window, but it wasn't as if that was Shane's concern anyway.
Krystal grabbed Shane by the paw and stopped him. As soon as Shane turned around, their lips touched, and they kissed for what Shane had seen to be the last time they would. As long as Krystal didn't admit her love TO him, he'd remain a fox. They held that kiss for a long brief period of time.
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For Fox the kiss made things worse. He hadn't heard what was said, but to see the two kiss made him die in anguish and hatred for Shane. He stood up at the window and watched as the two were joined together. Fox could now say he hated Shane with a passion. He turned around and stormed off splashing HUGE puddles of water as he'd done so.
Fox was sad now. He stomped off, and then began to run. This was not how things were to turn out. Now he kept playing the kiss in his mind over and over again. That melted Fox's heart, and that pain was the worst ever. He had to face the fact that he might have lost her. Not only that, but for the first time ever, Fox began to cry.
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A/N: That was a little long, but I worked REALLY hard on this chapter, so for my work I hope a lot of you REALLY like it. The next chapter is coming soon, but it won't be where Shane transforms back, the next chapter is going to be mostly about Fox. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, because I really did. Fox fans, I give my apologies, but don't worry everything will look up in the end. Also, you think the spell would be broken now right? Nope. Until Krystal says directly to Shane's face the four magic words, its not over yet. Chapter 18 coming soon!
