'Before all this'
Disclaimer: Please notice the 'dis.' in the 'claimer', rightfully meaning I don't own young wizards.
Katie janeway: Chapter 4: lol. Ah, you shall see, you shall see . . .
Chapter 5: Lol, Yay!
Shima and Tempis: Lol. Yeah . . . :(. *hits computer* why won't you talk to me?! Ehem. Lol, yeah.
Kit's awesome, I want him to speak some Spanish in the books, he does once, but it just says that he swears, it doesn't show exactly what he said. Hmm...a computer that bites siblings? *hits computer again* Damnit! Lol ^_~
Wonder Jenny: Wow! *hugs* That is the longest review I have ever had. THANK YOU! *hands you an aspirin and a chocolate* Yay! Oh no....lol. Umm....tell him I'm sorry? I'm flattered! Lol. Augh. They were silent? Meaning they've never read Young Wizards? *gasp* shame on them. Lol, just kidding. Yay! I'm glad my updates make you so happy, but don't keep hitting your head. I imagine it hurts! ^_~.. Yeah! Yeah! Send it to me! The_9th_child@hotmail.com
lol, too fluffy? Can't be. Post it! Lol, only if you want to though. Lol, sister talks...there a classic.
Lol, I don't want that! I'm updating right now...obviously!
Little Lisa: Lol, yeah. I think she handle's boys pretty well...I mean, if Ricky treated me like that, I would have done a lot more than ignore him...but anyways. Lol. Anyways, don't let negative reviews stop you from writing. I read 'What really counts' awhile ago and I really liked it. (I'm not just saying that to make you feel better, it's true).(I felt the most sorry for Anushka..that's exactly what my mom would have done...) If the person didn't like your fic, it's THEIR loss, not yours. Keep writing!
Now! On with the show!
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"I'll have chocolate please."
"One scoop or two?"
"Two, thanks."
She watched as the boy bent over the freezer, and then handed her, her cone. He smiled at her, recognising her from school. (A/N. In this fic, Dairi pulled a Kit stunt. Namely, skipped a grade)
"That'll be a dollar fifty, please."
She smiled, paying the boy, and taking her ice-cream. She gasped in surprise when she turned around, tripped, and was suddenly dipped back, someone's face inches from her.
"Why, Hello D-aaaaaiirine." (A/N: Hey, he's got an annoying name for Nita, why not Dairi?)
She rolled her eyes, acknowledging the boy as Ricky, the annoying, ego-challenged, jerk in her sister's grade. She crinkled her nose, pulling her face back from his.
"Excuse me."
"Aw, what's a matter, D-aaaaaiirine?"
"I want you to let go of me, please."
"So you throw yourself at me, and then reject me?"
"I did NOT throw myself at you."
"Aw-" He stopped short as someone came up from behind them. His dark eyes flashing with anger, the person pulled Ricky's arm roughly away from Dairine.
"I believe she said to let her go."
"Ronan..." Dairine whispered, almost inaudibly
Ricky turned, raising an eyebrow at the newcomer.
"And who are you?," He turned to Dairine. "So you've got a boy-toy as well?"
The reaction was instantaneous. Two sets of eyes, one so dark they were nearly black, one so light they were nearly white, made contact. With Dairine's fist in his face, Ronan's in his gut, the fifteen year old was out cold. They stood, shoulders touching, looking down at Rickie's slumped body.
Ronan looked up, suddenly aware that everyone in the place was staring at the pair. Gently and protectively, he took Dairine's arm and pulled her out of the store. The boy working behind the counter, made no objections, having a history full of dislike of Ricky, himself.
They walked, neither talking, until they reached the harbour. Ronan sat down on a bench, his eyes out on the water. Dairine sat beside him, silently finishing her ice-cream, waiting for him to speak. When he didn't, she tried to joke, but her voice was quiet.
"You forgot to get some ice-cream....."
He let out a breath, and finally turned to her.
"I'm sorry."
She looked at him, finishing her ice-cream and throwing the paper wrap into the waste bucket.
"Sorry for what?"
He shifted his shoulders slightly, looking out at the water again. It was another while before he spoke. He didn't look at her, his eyes never leaving the river.
"For earlier today."
"It's okay...I mean.." She trailed off, looking down at her hands.
" I didn't...I don't know why..."
They both stopped speaking, finally looking at eachother. Ronan breathed, running a hand through his hair.
"I'm sorry, Dairine."
"About...." She flushed, biting her lip.
"Yeah..."
She fidgeted, not used to the feeling of not knowing what to say. Then again, she had never been kissed before, nor had a boy in her life who could make her feel like this.
"It's...It's okay, Ronan, I..." She stopped, straightening her back in shock with herself.
"What?"
She shook her head, not at him, but at herself. She had always been a person who thought before she spoke. And she had almost said something that could have scared him off. But she smiled slightly, realizing she wasn't a person who didn't speak her opinion if she felt the real need to either. She took a breath and looked at him. He was searching her face.
"I didn't mind..." she whispered, her face flushed, eyes averted, and she stood up.
"I'm sorry, I..." She stopped speaking and turned, prepared to flee. But a soft grip on her wrist stopped her from moving. His eyes connected with hers, and she left herself sitting back down. He didn't let go of her wrist. He opened his mouth to speak, his eyes not on the ocean, or on the ground, but on her face. Then, his eyes seemed to hold a decision, and he closed his mouth. Dairine blinked, and he leaned forward and touched his lips to hers. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she found herself kissing back, and this time, it was the real Ronan who was kissing her. HER Ronan. When he pulled back, there was no gasp, no search in his mind for a spell, just his eyes and his smile. She was confused for a moment, the feeling of green in her mind, slightly enveloping her senses. Then she shook her head and smiled back at him. He took both her hands.
"We'll work it out. I promise."
Tbc.......
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Yay! More fluff! No Alter-Ronan, no sad stuff, and (quite sadly) no N/K this chapter. I hope this wasn't too cliffhangerish...I tried! Lol, alright, next chapter will answer a lot of stuff. So stay tuned?...no stay Online? Ahh whatever. Please review!
Disclaimer: Please notice the 'dis.' in the 'claimer', rightfully meaning I don't own young wizards.
Katie janeway: Chapter 4: lol. Ah, you shall see, you shall see . . .
Chapter 5: Lol, Yay!
Shima and Tempis: Lol. Yeah . . . :(. *hits computer* why won't you talk to me?! Ehem. Lol, yeah.
Kit's awesome, I want him to speak some Spanish in the books, he does once, but it just says that he swears, it doesn't show exactly what he said. Hmm...a computer that bites siblings? *hits computer again* Damnit! Lol ^_~
Wonder Jenny: Wow! *hugs* That is the longest review I have ever had. THANK YOU! *hands you an aspirin and a chocolate* Yay! Oh no....lol. Umm....tell him I'm sorry? I'm flattered! Lol. Augh. They were silent? Meaning they've never read Young Wizards? *gasp* shame on them. Lol, just kidding. Yay! I'm glad my updates make you so happy, but don't keep hitting your head. I imagine it hurts! ^_~.. Yeah! Yeah! Send it to me! The_9th_child@hotmail.com
lol, too fluffy? Can't be. Post it! Lol, only if you want to though. Lol, sister talks...there a classic.
Lol, I don't want that! I'm updating right now...obviously!
Little Lisa: Lol, yeah. I think she handle's boys pretty well...I mean, if Ricky treated me like that, I would have done a lot more than ignore him...but anyways. Lol. Anyways, don't let negative reviews stop you from writing. I read 'What really counts' awhile ago and I really liked it. (I'm not just saying that to make you feel better, it's true).(I felt the most sorry for Anushka..that's exactly what my mom would have done...) If the person didn't like your fic, it's THEIR loss, not yours. Keep writing!
Now! On with the show!
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"I'll have chocolate please."
"One scoop or two?"
"Two, thanks."
She watched as the boy bent over the freezer, and then handed her, her cone. He smiled at her, recognising her from school. (A/N. In this fic, Dairi pulled a Kit stunt. Namely, skipped a grade)
"That'll be a dollar fifty, please."
She smiled, paying the boy, and taking her ice-cream. She gasped in surprise when she turned around, tripped, and was suddenly dipped back, someone's face inches from her.
"Why, Hello D-aaaaaiirine." (A/N: Hey, he's got an annoying name for Nita, why not Dairi?)
She rolled her eyes, acknowledging the boy as Ricky, the annoying, ego-challenged, jerk in her sister's grade. She crinkled her nose, pulling her face back from his.
"Excuse me."
"Aw, what's a matter, D-aaaaaiirine?"
"I want you to let go of me, please."
"So you throw yourself at me, and then reject me?"
"I did NOT throw myself at you."
"Aw-" He stopped short as someone came up from behind them. His dark eyes flashing with anger, the person pulled Ricky's arm roughly away from Dairine.
"I believe she said to let her go."
"Ronan..." Dairine whispered, almost inaudibly
Ricky turned, raising an eyebrow at the newcomer.
"And who are you?," He turned to Dairine. "So you've got a boy-toy as well?"
The reaction was instantaneous. Two sets of eyes, one so dark they were nearly black, one so light they were nearly white, made contact. With Dairine's fist in his face, Ronan's in his gut, the fifteen year old was out cold. They stood, shoulders touching, looking down at Rickie's slumped body.
Ronan looked up, suddenly aware that everyone in the place was staring at the pair. Gently and protectively, he took Dairine's arm and pulled her out of the store. The boy working behind the counter, made no objections, having a history full of dislike of Ricky, himself.
They walked, neither talking, until they reached the harbour. Ronan sat down on a bench, his eyes out on the water. Dairine sat beside him, silently finishing her ice-cream, waiting for him to speak. When he didn't, she tried to joke, but her voice was quiet.
"You forgot to get some ice-cream....."
He let out a breath, and finally turned to her.
"I'm sorry."
She looked at him, finishing her ice-cream and throwing the paper wrap into the waste bucket.
"Sorry for what?"
He shifted his shoulders slightly, looking out at the water again. It was another while before he spoke. He didn't look at her, his eyes never leaving the river.
"For earlier today."
"It's okay...I mean.." She trailed off, looking down at her hands.
" I didn't...I don't know why..."
They both stopped speaking, finally looking at eachother. Ronan breathed, running a hand through his hair.
"I'm sorry, Dairine."
"About...." She flushed, biting her lip.
"Yeah..."
She fidgeted, not used to the feeling of not knowing what to say. Then again, she had never been kissed before, nor had a boy in her life who could make her feel like this.
"It's...It's okay, Ronan, I..." She stopped, straightening her back in shock with herself.
"What?"
She shook her head, not at him, but at herself. She had always been a person who thought before she spoke. And she had almost said something that could have scared him off. But she smiled slightly, realizing she wasn't a person who didn't speak her opinion if she felt the real need to either. She took a breath and looked at him. He was searching her face.
"I didn't mind..." she whispered, her face flushed, eyes averted, and she stood up.
"I'm sorry, I..." She stopped speaking and turned, prepared to flee. But a soft grip on her wrist stopped her from moving. His eyes connected with hers, and she left herself sitting back down. He didn't let go of her wrist. He opened his mouth to speak, his eyes not on the ocean, or on the ground, but on her face. Then, his eyes seemed to hold a decision, and he closed his mouth. Dairine blinked, and he leaned forward and touched his lips to hers. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she found herself kissing back, and this time, it was the real Ronan who was kissing her. HER Ronan. When he pulled back, there was no gasp, no search in his mind for a spell, just his eyes and his smile. She was confused for a moment, the feeling of green in her mind, slightly enveloping her senses. Then she shook her head and smiled back at him. He took both her hands.
"We'll work it out. I promise."
Tbc.......
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Yay! More fluff! No Alter-Ronan, no sad stuff, and (quite sadly) no N/K this chapter. I hope this wasn't too cliffhangerish...I tried! Lol, alright, next chapter will answer a lot of stuff. So stay tuned?...no stay Online? Ahh whatever. Please review!
