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'Howlers IV' continued...
Chapter 4
"They're coming!" the movie flashed flying saucers and a terrible howling noise unlike any wolf I've ever heard of. Then back to the family of that girl. Her mother had been missing for a while and her father was gathering weapons to defend what was left of his family. The girl comforted her little brother telling him to stay safe.
"We're baracaded in here there's no where else to go." The howling was getting closer. My hands gripped the arm rests. They could die, any minute they could die. Breaking boards made my heart jump. A cubby hole that led to a basement they didn't know they had, was being carved out. They screamed. My breathing quickened worried what would happen next.
"Johnathan!" a man yelled to the family from beyond the peircing light in the darkness.
"Stephan?" The father asked. "Is that you?" They were saved. Thank goodness. I relaxed in my chair. When will Chiaki get back? The family was forced to crawl through a narrow tunnel, retreating to a secret base deep with in the earth. By now the alien zombies had taken over the major cities of the planet. But they couldn't worry about that, the family just had to make it now. To the last refuge for human kind.
It was dark. Flashlight beams occasionaly accented shapes and limbs. They talked of the danger that these tunnels were unstable and some tunnels had already been discovered and colapsed by the zombie aliens. They were all moving nervously but quickly. I whinned, sinking further in my seat waiting for some or all of them to die. This scene was getting to long for something not to happen.
"Here you go." Chiaki was back and had two drinks in his hands. Thank goodness. With Chiaki here, I could calm down a little during these scary scenes.
"Thanks." I took a sip and the girl screamed. I coughed in surprise. I managed to get my drink in the cup holder when the father showed her, it was just a rat. "I hate rats." I told Chiaki who was sipping his soda next to me.
"What's happening?" the blue haired teen leaned to my ear, again. Even though I had just taken a drink, I swallowed hard. Am I blushing?
"They're in a tunnel, um, trying to," whispering this time I noticed his neck and jaw line. Smooth skin so soft looking and his smell. My heart was beating harder. I found myself breathing him in deeper to catch his scent. What am I doing? Chiaki's waithing for me to tell him what's going on in the movie and I'm... I closed my eyes to concentrate. "They're going to a secret base to..."
The father in the movie screamed this time. I reached out without thinking holding on to Chiaki's arm. The howling screaming zombies errupted in noise and flashes of light. I was shaking. I didn't want to see any blood or gore or anything. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut and just held on until the gunfire and screaming stopped.
"Iincho."
"Huh?" I opened my eyes and Chiaki's face was a hair's breadth from mine.
"It's over."
"It is?" The lights in the theater came up. I looked around and saw everyone leaving. "What, what happened?" I wasn't really interested I just wanted to distract his attention from me to the movie for example.
"I'll tell you when I get the feeling back in my arm." He smiled like it was a big joke.
"Ah!" I let go and tried to make a lame excuse but Chiaki wouldn't hear of it. "I'm sorry." I apologized.
My golden eyed friend insisted on walking me home. It was dark by then and I guess he didn't think I could walk home safely by myself. When I asked him about it, he said there was a theif around victimizing teens like us. He said it was just safer this way. He didn't answer me when I asked him how he would get home safely.
"Here we are." Chiaki waited.
"Listen." I wanted to tell him. "I appriciate your support. Even though you'd like to date Maron, I mean."
"Two people chose to date each other." Chiaki shrugged. "If she choses me, I'll be happy, but it's her choice right?"
"Right." I smiled, hoping that no matter which one of us ended up with Maron, we could still be friends. "Well...good night. I, ah, I had fun."
"Yeah, we should do it again." Chiaki held his school bag over one shoulder.
"Really?" His words made me very happy. Very happy. I wanted to do more fun things with Chiaki. I was happy to hear he wanted to also.
"Well, when we have time." he scratched his cheek.
"Yes of course." I wasn't sure about that condition he put on it. What did he mean by that besides the surface meaning? Maybe I was over analyzing, yeah. "Good night." I stepped back before I turned to walk through the doors of my house.
I dropped my bag and looked out the decorative glass on the sides of the main doors. Chiaki stood out there looking at the house for a moment. He took a step forward. My heart beat faster, wondering what he was thinking, what he was feeling. Chiaki. He turned and walked into the night.
I must have been imagining things. I turned and leaned against the door. I'm probably just tired. Things didn't go well with Maron or catching Sinbad. I just put a lot of stress on my shoulders and I needed to just sleep it off. That's it. That's got to be it. I nodded to myself and went straight to bed.
"Iincho." Chiaki's voice called to me.
"Am I dreaming?" I don't remember my lips moving but it was my voice that said those words.
"I like dreams." his golden eyes looked into mine. His lips weren't moving either, I was looking. I realized quickly the warmth around me was Chiaki's body pressing down on mine. His skin touched mine at every contact.
I reached up to push him away but my hand rested on his cheek. My thumb ran along his lips and he smiled at me. Not that confident mocho grin but an honest smile of comfort and happiness. His golden eyes turned blue and a white mask was covering his face.
"What's wrong?" I searched his face for meaning. "Don't you trust me?"
"I trust you, Iincho." Kaitou Sinbad, in his white coat was on me. My eyes grew wide. I couldn't believe it. The mask was already in my hands, when I tried to push him. I felt the cloth come lose in my grip. "But can you trust me?" His face it was...I gasped.
Sitting up in my bed, I heaved breaths, trying to will my heart to calm down. It was beating so hard I thought it wanted to explode. It was a dream. I told myself. Just a dream. A very weird dream. My cheeks were burning, thinking about it.
Later at school I learned there was another notice one from Jeanne and one from Sinbad.
'Howlers IV' continued...
Chapter 4
"They're coming!" the movie flashed flying saucers and a terrible howling noise unlike any wolf I've ever heard of. Then back to the family of that girl. Her mother had been missing for a while and her father was gathering weapons to defend what was left of his family. The girl comforted her little brother telling him to stay safe.
"We're baracaded in here there's no where else to go." The howling was getting closer. My hands gripped the arm rests. They could die, any minute they could die. Breaking boards made my heart jump. A cubby hole that led to a basement they didn't know they had, was being carved out. They screamed. My breathing quickened worried what would happen next.
"Johnathan!" a man yelled to the family from beyond the peircing light in the darkness.
"Stephan?" The father asked. "Is that you?" They were saved. Thank goodness. I relaxed in my chair. When will Chiaki get back? The family was forced to crawl through a narrow tunnel, retreating to a secret base deep with in the earth. By now the alien zombies had taken over the major cities of the planet. But they couldn't worry about that, the family just had to make it now. To the last refuge for human kind.
It was dark. Flashlight beams occasionaly accented shapes and limbs. They talked of the danger that these tunnels were unstable and some tunnels had already been discovered and colapsed by the zombie aliens. They were all moving nervously but quickly. I whinned, sinking further in my seat waiting for some or all of them to die. This scene was getting to long for something not to happen.
"Here you go." Chiaki was back and had two drinks in his hands. Thank goodness. With Chiaki here, I could calm down a little during these scary scenes.
"Thanks." I took a sip and the girl screamed. I coughed in surprise. I managed to get my drink in the cup holder when the father showed her, it was just a rat. "I hate rats." I told Chiaki who was sipping his soda next to me.
"What's happening?" the blue haired teen leaned to my ear, again. Even though I had just taken a drink, I swallowed hard. Am I blushing?
"They're in a tunnel, um, trying to," whispering this time I noticed his neck and jaw line. Smooth skin so soft looking and his smell. My heart was beating harder. I found myself breathing him in deeper to catch his scent. What am I doing? Chiaki's waithing for me to tell him what's going on in the movie and I'm... I closed my eyes to concentrate. "They're going to a secret base to..."
The father in the movie screamed this time. I reached out without thinking holding on to Chiaki's arm. The howling screaming zombies errupted in noise and flashes of light. I was shaking. I didn't want to see any blood or gore or anything. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut and just held on until the gunfire and screaming stopped.
"Iincho."
"Huh?" I opened my eyes and Chiaki's face was a hair's breadth from mine.
"It's over."
"It is?" The lights in the theater came up. I looked around and saw everyone leaving. "What, what happened?" I wasn't really interested I just wanted to distract his attention from me to the movie for example.
"I'll tell you when I get the feeling back in my arm." He smiled like it was a big joke.
"Ah!" I let go and tried to make a lame excuse but Chiaki wouldn't hear of it. "I'm sorry." I apologized.
My golden eyed friend insisted on walking me home. It was dark by then and I guess he didn't think I could walk home safely by myself. When I asked him about it, he said there was a theif around victimizing teens like us. He said it was just safer this way. He didn't answer me when I asked him how he would get home safely.
"Here we are." Chiaki waited.
"Listen." I wanted to tell him. "I appriciate your support. Even though you'd like to date Maron, I mean."
"Two people chose to date each other." Chiaki shrugged. "If she choses me, I'll be happy, but it's her choice right?"
"Right." I smiled, hoping that no matter which one of us ended up with Maron, we could still be friends. "Well...good night. I, ah, I had fun."
"Yeah, we should do it again." Chiaki held his school bag over one shoulder.
"Really?" His words made me very happy. Very happy. I wanted to do more fun things with Chiaki. I was happy to hear he wanted to also.
"Well, when we have time." he scratched his cheek.
"Yes of course." I wasn't sure about that condition he put on it. What did he mean by that besides the surface meaning? Maybe I was over analyzing, yeah. "Good night." I stepped back before I turned to walk through the doors of my house.
I dropped my bag and looked out the decorative glass on the sides of the main doors. Chiaki stood out there looking at the house for a moment. He took a step forward. My heart beat faster, wondering what he was thinking, what he was feeling. Chiaki. He turned and walked into the night.
I must have been imagining things. I turned and leaned against the door. I'm probably just tired. Things didn't go well with Maron or catching Sinbad. I just put a lot of stress on my shoulders and I needed to just sleep it off. That's it. That's got to be it. I nodded to myself and went straight to bed.
"Iincho." Chiaki's voice called to me.
"Am I dreaming?" I don't remember my lips moving but it was my voice that said those words.
"I like dreams." his golden eyes looked into mine. His lips weren't moving either, I was looking. I realized quickly the warmth around me was Chiaki's body pressing down on mine. His skin touched mine at every contact.
I reached up to push him away but my hand rested on his cheek. My thumb ran along his lips and he smiled at me. Not that confident mocho grin but an honest smile of comfort and happiness. His golden eyes turned blue and a white mask was covering his face.
"What's wrong?" I searched his face for meaning. "Don't you trust me?"
"I trust you, Iincho." Kaitou Sinbad, in his white coat was on me. My eyes grew wide. I couldn't believe it. The mask was already in my hands, when I tried to push him. I felt the cloth come lose in my grip. "But can you trust me?" His face it was...I gasped.
Sitting up in my bed, I heaved breaths, trying to will my heart to calm down. It was beating so hard I thought it wanted to explode. It was a dream. I told myself. Just a dream. A very weird dream. My cheeks were burning, thinking about it.
Later at school I learned there was another notice one from Jeanne and one from Sinbad.