MimiKitty: Hello people! The long awaited chapter 7 is up! I'm so happy I was able to do it…I was afraid I wouldn't get the chance to this weekend, but I did ^_^. Any way I personally think that this chapter shall be another one of my personal favorites…trust me things get…how should I say this…tense between Serge and Kid. If you're wondering what my evil mind has come up with for this chapter keep on reading lol. Thankies for the reviews I love ya all ::sniffles:: if it weren't for you I'd be nothing! Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: Yes I am one of many who wish they owned Chrono Cross, but unfortunately that one of many doesn't own it…all well I think writing this fic is a whole lot easier, so please no lawsuits. Even if you sued me it wouldn't be worth your while cause I only have ::looks in wallet:: $1.50!
Chapter 7: SteamySerge held the bar tightly as he rose his head over the bar, "…49…"
Kid stared, watching each individual bead of sweat travel down Serge's chest.
'Is it possible that someone can look that bloody good,' she smirked as Serge was pulling upward over the bar.
Serge lifted his head over the bar for the final time.
"…50…" he proclaimed triumphantly, letting himself drop to the ground. "Heh, finally thought I'd be on that bar forever," he smiled gently.
Kid looked at his innocent face, some of his hair plastered to his face, 'I swear if someone came down from heaven someone would definitely mistake him for an angel.'
"Kid you ready to go?" Serge asked snapping Kid back into reality.
"Huh? Oh…yea I'm ready…at least I think so," she said as she made her way to the bar.
"Have you ever done this kinda thing before?" Serge asked with concern.
"Well no…but it can't be that hard! If you can do it I can do it!" Kid said with confidence as she finally stood under the bar. "Here goes nothing," she mumbled while she attempted to jump upward to grab on to the bar. She griped the bar firmly, "See nothing to it but to do it," she said smiling back down toward Serge.
Serge came running forward when he noticed her hands were beginning to loosen from the bar, "Kid!"
Kid looked on with wide eyes. "Serge!" she screamed, closing her eyes. 'This is gonna hurt tomorrow,' she thought awaiting for the impact. 'Huh? Aren't I supposed to be in a lot of pain right now?' she thought when she didn't feel the cold gym floor beneath her.
Instead she shivered from the breath that tickled her neck and the arms that wrapped around her protectively. Her eyes opened slowly to find herself being cradled in Serge's arms.
Serge moved his head away from her neck unwillingly, still mesmerized by her scent of vanilla. He looked at Kid with hunger in his eyes, 'Why am I feeling this way? If only I had the guts to tell her…but the coward I am won't let me.' His hungry eyes soon calmed back into their former state of worry. "Are you okay?" Serge asked as he helped Kid back on her feet.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she said with a bit of disappointment that he had let go of her.
"If you needed help you should have asked me," he murmured softly to Kid stepping closer to her.
"Well I didn't think that I would do that bad," she said rosy marks covering her embarrassed face.
She turned away from Serge's gaze and looked up at the damned bar, 'Stupid bar!'
'You should have asked for help…" her subconscious said mockingly.
'What would you know?! Hey…didn't I tell you to leave me alone?!'
'Come on Kid you know you'd be lost without me!'
'Lost without you? Give me a break…I'd be whole lot more insane if that's what you mean!'
'Ouch…that hurt Kid…fine I won't help you out then! See if I care!'
'FINE! Oh no! Now I'm starting to sound like that crazy gym teacher…'
Serge looked at the troubled look in Kid's eyes. He walked closer to her until he was a two inches away from her back.
Kid could feel that presence of Serge behind her, "Look Serge… I'm really sorry that this whole detention thing started and that I'm keeping you longer here cause I have no clue how to do pull-ups. I'm trying my hardest, it's not like…"
Serge turned her around, "Look at me Kid you didn't do anything wrong! And further more were gonna get out of here because you're going to do those pull-ups without a problem!"
Kid turned away, "Serge your speech was motivating and all, but your forgetting that I have no idea how to do a pull-up…"
Serge grabbed Kid's waist from behind coming close to her ear, "I already thought about that, so don't worry we'll be out of here in no time."
Kid felt his warm breath tickling her ear, and his husky voice remained stuck in her mind, "S-S-Serge?" she stuttered.
Serge gently lifted her so that she would be able to reach the bar, "If you hold the bar with the palm of your hand facing you it will be a whole lot easier for you."
Kid took hold of the bar still secure in Serge's hands.
"You ready?" Serge asked from under Kid.
"I guess so…" she stated as she felt different sensations run through her as Serge held on to her waist.
"Alright when I say 'go' I'm going to let go. Will you be okay when I let go?" he asked hoping he didn't have to let go.
"Yea, and before you know it we'll be finished and ready to leave this God forsaken gym!" she said with slight chuckle of determination.
"Alright then. 'Go'" Serge said as he brought her down and finally let her go.
Kid pulled upward and lifted her head over the bar, "…1…"
She released again and pulled upward again, "…2…" she heard Serge say from the ground. How much she wished to be on the solid ground, with out having to worry about this stupid assignment.
"…10…11…12…" she heard again, more hope rising that this would be over.
"I have to do fifty of these?" she said a little out of breath as she completed her 16th pull-up.
"Yea, but don't worry your doing great," Serge said eyeing her perfect movements. His eyes wondered from her silky soft hair to her…Serge mentally slapped himself for even thinking that, 'So now you've stooped yourself as low as Korcha?'
'Hey you stay out of this!' Serge yelled in his mind.
'Okay Hentai!'
"I am no Hentai!" Serge screamed out not noticing as Kid looked at him from the bar in confusion.
"I sure hope your not," she said with a quiet giggle.
Serge blushed a deep crimson, "Heh, heh…I didn't mean to say…"
"Serge I don't mean to interrupt…but I would hate it…if I had to do...extra pull-ups because I was…counting them wrong," she uttered in exhaustion after reaching number 29.
"Oh yea…sorry 'bout that," he said as he started counting for her again, "…30…"
'Okay only twenty more…this is so tedious…' she said in her thoughts knowing the last few would be the hardest.
'Don't worry your doing great Kid!'
'Oh my God it's a first!'
'What is,' her subconscious stated in utter confusion.
'Your actually encouraging me.'
'Well I'd encourage you more if you'd actually do as I say I would do this more often!'
Kid went down, "Just five more! You can do it!" Serge yelled up to her.
Kid pulled hard to complete the next one, and even harder for the one after that. She finally let her self hang on the bar in utter exhaustion, "Serge I don't think…I can do anymore," she said as she started to breathe in more air.
"Kid you can't give up now! You only have three more and then we can leave!" Serge tried to encourage her.
"My arms feel numb I can barely hang on the bar!" she complained from the height.
"Come on Kid! If I can do it you can do it right?" he repeated what she had said earlier.
"I'll try…but I'm not promising much…" she said as she put her focus on the bar.
She lifted herself up slowly as beads of sweat started to trickle down her face, "…48…"
She lowered her self and brought her self up again, mumbling different curses as she successfully completed it, 'Now…just…one…more to go…"
Kid took in a deep breath and brought her self upward one last time, looking over the bar triumphantly.
"Oh no…" Serge said as he quickly rushed underneath her.
Kid let go of the bar in pure exhaustion, not even caring if she hit the ground…it wouldn't really matter, she was numb from all of the exercise anyway.
She softly landed in Serge's arms, her half closed cerulean eyes danced in triumph, "Yep…I knew I could do it!"
Serge chuckled softly as he helped her back up on to her feet, but Kid refused to let go.
"Sorry I kinda feel a bit dizzy…" she said holding on to him for support.
"No problem," he said with one of handsome smiles. He turned his gaze away from Kid and looked within the lighted office, "MRS.DEMETRI!"
"Could that be any louder?" Kid said as his voice echoed in her mind.
"Heh heh sorry," he said as he noticed the cranky gym teacher approach the two.
"WHAT IS IT BRAT?!" she screamed.
"WE'RE DONE!" Serge screamed back.
"ALRIGHT THEN YOU ARE DISMISSED AND IF I EVER CATCH THE BOTH OF YOU DISRUPTING MY CLASS AGAIN I'LL MAKE YOU DO DOUBLE THE EXCERSICES THAT YOU DID TODAY! AM I UNDERSTOOD?!" she yelled in with a snarl.
"YES MA'AM" Serge and Kid said in unison as they rushed out of the gym, Serge still giving Kid support.
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Serge and Kid walked slowly from the school, both exhausted from the day. The sun began to set slowly making the sky swirl in different shades of red and purple. Kid looked up at the magnificent colors, her eyes danced in excitement. This was probably the first time she had ever really stopped to look at the sunset, homework or 'searching' would always busy her enabling her from watching its majestic ways.
"Kid?" Serge asked from her right.
"Yeah?" she replied still being mesmerized by the sky.
"Ummmm…wasn't that your house that we just past," he said pointing to it as they continued to walk.
"Huh?" Kid stopped, looking back to where her house stood, "Whoops sorry 'bout that!"
Serge and Kid walked back to the house that they had passed earlier, "Well guess I should go in and…"
"Kid? You wouldn't mind if I hung out at your house for a bit would you? I really want to sit down and get a drink," Serge interrupted.
Kid froze from opening the door. "Well…" she turned around and looked at his tired eyes that pleaded to be accepted, 'Serge why must you do that with your eyes…I really want to go to sleep. I'm so tired I think if something pocked me I'd probably fall over…but those damn eyes,' she contemplated, "…Sure…"
"Great!" Serge said happily as Kid opened the door.
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Serge wiped his lips after finishing his fifth glass of water.
"You sure you don't want to have all of the water in my fish tank," she said as Serge blushed in embarrassment.
"Nope that was plenty," he said giving her a satisfied smile. He looked around the small house, "Wow, you sure have a nice place."
"Thanks," she replied.
Serge looked around the room again, with more curiosity as he noticed something was missing. He looked at the bare walls and looked back at Kid, "Hey…why don't you have any pictures up?"
Kid lifted an eyebrow, "Well I just…I mean my family and I haven't unpacked everything yet…so none of the pictures up yet." Kid looked to where Serge's gaze once was, 'Wish I could hang a picture of a good memory, but if I don't have any memories I sure have no pictures.'
Serge looked at Kid as she sighed in depression and fatigue. Silence filled the room, both felt uncomfortable after their little attempted conversation, "Maybe I should go…you look really tired. It would be best if you got some rest, we did have a long day."
"That word sure does sound good right about now," she stated while Serge stood up to walk toward the door. Kid stood up and walked over to the door, a bit dizzy from all of the exercise.
"Kid don't worry about it I can get the door. You should really go and take a rest," he said while Kid staggered to the door.
"No I'm fine just a bit dizzy that's all, and it would be rude if I didn't see you to the door…" she continued to talk as her body began to fall forward.
Serge caught her for the…lost count, but she did fall a lot today that's for sure, "I guess my walk home will be delayed for a while."
Kid tried to stand up on her feet, but found it quite difficult, "Hey it's okay…just tripped nothing to be startled about."
"Why do you lie so much Kid? If something's wrong you have to tell someone, you can't go on living with out help," Serge said as he scooped her in his arms. "Now lets see if I can find her room."
"Serge why are you so…" Kid murmured as she felt sleep consuming her tired form.
Serge brought her up the stairs and stared at three doors, "Obviously there has to be her room, the bathroom, and her parents room." Serge walked over to the door that stood in front of him, and opened it, "Nope wouldn't really classify the bathroom as her room."
Serge closed the door behind him, trying not to drop Kid in the process, "Let's try door number two," he uttered as he shifted Kid more to one side so he could open the door. He stared at the room in confusion, "Shouldn't this be her parents room or her room…I'll figure this out later right now it's important that I go to the last room and put Kid in bed."
Serge walked out of the room and finally stood in front of the door that hopefully belonged to Kid, "Here goes nothing." He swung the door open, "Bingo." He spotted her bed on the right and pulled the covers away. He was going to place her in the bed when he noticed she was holding on tight to his shirt. He unclasped the hands that clenched on to the shirt and placed the body on the bed, "Now you go and rest."
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"Hey nice to see ya again," a gentle voice spoke.
"Ya, even though you remain to be hidden in shadow. I don't want to talk to you any more…you promised that I would find you soon, and now I'm…" she stopped as a gentle finger were placed upon her lips.
"I didn't lie you'd be surprised on how close you are to finding me," he replied as he took Kid into his arms.
"Are you sure about that?" she asked, stepping an inch away from his strong arms.
The figure stepped closer to her and brought his head lower to her, "Of all the things I know for certain, that's the one thing I know for sure." Kid could feel the warm and comfortable breath upon her lips, and the gap that once was, was gone in an instant as she felt the warm lips that she longed to feel.
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"Mom…" Serge said…the only word that he was able to get in.
"WHERE WERE YOU SERGE!! You had me worried sick!" his mother screamed into the receiver.
"Mom…" he tried to cut in.
"As soon as you get home you'll be in big trouble!"
"MOM!!" Serge screamed finally hearing the other end quiet. "Listen, I had detention with this girl and we were stuck doing 200 sit-ups…"
"Why must my son be so…" his mother cut in.
"Mom…" Serge complained sternly.
"Sorry…go ahead."
"Alright well Kid isn't really used to doing all of that exercise at one time so she got really dizzy and kinda collapsed at her house."
"And what were you doing there might I ask?"
"I was thirsty so she said it was okay if I came inside…and it is the truth so don't even say anything!"
"Well why are you still there?" his mother asked.
"Well I would leave but no one is at home, and I don't want to leave her behind…"
"Serge you see if you can wake her and see if she's okay, if she is call me and I'll go pick you up."
"All right mom. I guess I'll see ya later," Serge said as he heard Kid moving restlessly in her bed.
"See you later sweetheart," she said calmly as she hung up the phone.
Serge placed the phone back in the cradle and walked over to Kid's restless form, "It's time to wake up."
Chapter 8: O.O Damn I'm evil lol! Anyway who the hell is the person that kissed Kid? Who is this person Kid is searching for? Will Serge ever get to go home? What happens when the party is brought up in their conversation? Harle? What the hell is she doing here? Find out next time.
MimiKitty: The only way you'll find out is if you click the button on the bottom of the screen and review the fic…::gets wacked by OneSilverTear*:: okay that was evil how's this I'll only write the next chapter if I get a certain amount of feedback…::Panngygirl comes out of no where with frying pan in hand:: O.o* Okay I'll be a nice author and write the next chapter, but I still want some feedback cause if I don't get any responses how do I know if I'm taking this story in the right direction! Love ya all ^.~!
