A/N: I would like to thank all of you for reviewing. And unlike some
authors that I know (not trying to be rude) I do not beg for reviews. Well,
I know that the characters are occ..what is that anyways? Everyone says
something about occ and I am sitting there reading the review that it is in
and I am going "What the f*ck?" can anyone explain that to me..? Okay,
well, I'm still not sure what is going to happen..oh, wait..that's a bad
thing. Well, let's just say I know where it is going, k? Okay at the end of
this chapter, I would like you to review and tell me your honest opinion.
Do you think that I should continue with "Storm" or should I go back to
writing my Inu Yasha fanfics? Well, let's just wait and see, k?
Disclaimer: I do not own St. Tail =(. The brilliant mind of Megumi Tachikawa does. I am just a lowly servant ;).
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Storm Chapter 2
Meimi's hair felt like velvet against Asuka Jr.'s face. Her warm lips slowly left his, as he peered into her eyes, all that he saw was love.
"Meimi," Asuka began quietly but was cut off when the hallway light turned on.
"Meimi? Honey, who's here?" a familiar voice called hoarsely.
"Asuka Jr. dad." Meimi said quietly in a sweet and musical voice.
"Why what's wrong with the boy?" Her dad asked not as hoarsely as before as he tiredly walked into the living room where Meimi sat with Asuka's head in her lap. Mr. Haneoka was a well built man. His shoulder length brown hair was pulled back into a dragon's tail, obviously messy from sleeping. And his blue (?) eyes sparkling faintly in the firelight. He wasn't at his full height due to the fact that he was hunched over.
"He passed out at about 10 pm on our doorstep with some pretty nasty bumps and bruises. And so, I carried him in here, fixed his wounds, and gave him a pair of your old pajamas." Meimi said as she gently cradled Asuka's head, one arm supporting his head and the other draping over his waist.
"Oh, well, why don't you put the young man in the guest room and then head up to bed?" Mr. Haneoka suggested and then turned around to head back into his room. He shut the door quietly and then there was just Meimi and Asuka sitting on the couch alone once more.
"Do you want to go to the guest room?" Meimi asked as she started to softly stroke Asuka's hair, that started to lull him to sleep very slowly.
Asuka shook his head faintly and then slowly drifted into the fantasy world of dreams.
Meimi sat and admired Asuka for a while. The way he looked like a little boy when he slept, and the way that his forest green hair shifted from forest green to an orange-ish green from the firelight. His muscled chest rising slowly from breathing, the shadows from the firelight making his muscles look more defined. After about half an hour of admiring the sleeping prince charming on her lap, Meimi started to fall into a night of comforting and loving dreams.
Only a few hours later, Meimi was awoken by Asuka talking in his sleep.
"No..Meimi..don't leave..I love you..don't do that to yourself..put the knife down...Meimi...NO!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed the last word and then jolted up. His brow was dripping with cold sweat and his heart was pounding in his throat. He felt Meimi's arms encircle him around his waist and felt her put her cheek against his back.
"It's alright, I'm here Asuka. You were just having a nightmare." Meimi said trying to comfort him. Her hands, which were on his stomach, rubbed in small circles going from his tight abs, to his well defined pecks.
Asuka t00k some deep breaths to calm himself down and leaned back into Meimi's embrace.
"Asuka, would you mind telling me about your dream?" Meimi asked as she leaned back against the pillows, bringing Asuka with her. She placed a light kiss on his right temple to help ease his current state.
"Well, it started out with us going out to eat in a fancy restaurant and having a light conversation, but as the night went on the conversation just kept getting darker and darker, and about 5 minutes ago, you were almost begging me to take back my love for you or else you would kill yourself. I told you that I loved you, and you picked up your steak knife and jammed it into your heart." when Asuka was done telling Meimi his dream, he was curled up in the fetal position on Meimi's lap, with tears running down his cheeks and onto Meimi's emerald nightgown.
Tbc??? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Well, like I said at the beginning, review and give me your honest opinion on whether I should continue with "Storm" or just continue with writing my Inu Yasha fics, or just stop writing all together..oh, wait.that last one was a bad idea..bad idea. Well depending on what you guys say, the third chapter may or may not be out as soon as possible.
~Lady Meike~
Disclaimer: I do not own St. Tail =(. The brilliant mind of Megumi Tachikawa does. I am just a lowly servant ;).
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Storm Chapter 2
Meimi's hair felt like velvet against Asuka Jr.'s face. Her warm lips slowly left his, as he peered into her eyes, all that he saw was love.
"Meimi," Asuka began quietly but was cut off when the hallway light turned on.
"Meimi? Honey, who's here?" a familiar voice called hoarsely.
"Asuka Jr. dad." Meimi said quietly in a sweet and musical voice.
"Why what's wrong with the boy?" Her dad asked not as hoarsely as before as he tiredly walked into the living room where Meimi sat with Asuka's head in her lap. Mr. Haneoka was a well built man. His shoulder length brown hair was pulled back into a dragon's tail, obviously messy from sleeping. And his blue (?) eyes sparkling faintly in the firelight. He wasn't at his full height due to the fact that he was hunched over.
"He passed out at about 10 pm on our doorstep with some pretty nasty bumps and bruises. And so, I carried him in here, fixed his wounds, and gave him a pair of your old pajamas." Meimi said as she gently cradled Asuka's head, one arm supporting his head and the other draping over his waist.
"Oh, well, why don't you put the young man in the guest room and then head up to bed?" Mr. Haneoka suggested and then turned around to head back into his room. He shut the door quietly and then there was just Meimi and Asuka sitting on the couch alone once more.
"Do you want to go to the guest room?" Meimi asked as she started to softly stroke Asuka's hair, that started to lull him to sleep very slowly.
Asuka shook his head faintly and then slowly drifted into the fantasy world of dreams.
Meimi sat and admired Asuka for a while. The way he looked like a little boy when he slept, and the way that his forest green hair shifted from forest green to an orange-ish green from the firelight. His muscled chest rising slowly from breathing, the shadows from the firelight making his muscles look more defined. After about half an hour of admiring the sleeping prince charming on her lap, Meimi started to fall into a night of comforting and loving dreams.
Only a few hours later, Meimi was awoken by Asuka talking in his sleep.
"No..Meimi..don't leave..I love you..don't do that to yourself..put the knife down...Meimi...NO!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed the last word and then jolted up. His brow was dripping with cold sweat and his heart was pounding in his throat. He felt Meimi's arms encircle him around his waist and felt her put her cheek against his back.
"It's alright, I'm here Asuka. You were just having a nightmare." Meimi said trying to comfort him. Her hands, which were on his stomach, rubbed in small circles going from his tight abs, to his well defined pecks.
Asuka t00k some deep breaths to calm himself down and leaned back into Meimi's embrace.
"Asuka, would you mind telling me about your dream?" Meimi asked as she leaned back against the pillows, bringing Asuka with her. She placed a light kiss on his right temple to help ease his current state.
"Well, it started out with us going out to eat in a fancy restaurant and having a light conversation, but as the night went on the conversation just kept getting darker and darker, and about 5 minutes ago, you were almost begging me to take back my love for you or else you would kill yourself. I told you that I loved you, and you picked up your steak knife and jammed it into your heart." when Asuka was done telling Meimi his dream, he was curled up in the fetal position on Meimi's lap, with tears running down his cheeks and onto Meimi's emerald nightgown.
Tbc??? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Well, like I said at the beginning, review and give me your honest opinion on whether I should continue with "Storm" or just continue with writing my Inu Yasha fics, or just stop writing all together..oh, wait.that last one was a bad idea..bad idea. Well depending on what you guys say, the third chapter may or may not be out as soon as possible.
~Lady Meike~
