Futurity - Interlude

MomoYome

A/N: I decided not to write a full blown lemon scene because it just seemed weird, so you can think of this as a lime because I did leave in the foreplay and some other parts. They do go all the way though....

A/N2: In search of beta reader. Must be open-minded and like anime, Harry Potter, Princess Diaries and lemons. Has to be open minded (especially for beta-ing Futurity, you ain't seen nothing yet!!) e-mail me if interested.

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My lip trembled even more. I had never been so nervous in my whole life. It wasn't anything relatively hard, but to me, it seemed as if there was some wall or something blocking me from the question that probed my mind.

I sat on the bed in the room James had shown to me the previous night. I sat in the center, my legs tucked up and my chin resting peacefully on my knees. I let a tear come down my face. I think I mentioned this before, but love was scary. It did things to my heart and mind that made me want to do back-hand springs and wear pink lip-stick (which I would never consider doing on any normal day).

My hormones were completely out of control. I took my face from my knees and laid back, my head touching the pillow and looking up at the dimmed light the chandelier gave off. I took my hand to my face and pressed my index finger to the bottom of my eye. It didn't do any good, only more tears came through, causing me to sniff.

"Pump-Lily?" James had come in, one hand on the side of the door and the other on the doorknob. He had seen me cry. He let go of the door and walked at a steady pace to me. He stood at the side of the bed I was closet to. He was already in his bed clothes, ready for bed. He took my hand and looked me in the eye with his protective gaze.

"I'm fine," I'm such a liar. Bad one, too. I began to force myself to stop crying. I sat up more and he placed a hand on my back and sat down next to my legs. He had his fingers laced through mine by now. He looked at them and then looked at me. It was the most comforting thing anyone could have asked for now.

"Liar," James muttered. "But maybe that's part of your charm?" He asked me.

"I don't have any charm," I muttered under my breath.

"Not to sound cheesy or anything, but...You've got me charmed," I laughed. "I know, I'm no shakes at jokes like you are,"

"It's just you need to be cruel and not have other people's feelings at heart. That's all," Talking with James became so easy, so effortless really. It was as if I could tell him what's on my mind. I always could. No matter what.

"I love you Lily," He pulled me close to him, our hands not once loosing grip. He moved his hand to the upper part of my back as we embraced. His words made a small tear come into contact with my skin. Someone loved me. The shock really never went away, but the fact of the matter was that someone cared for me.

"I love you too," I said muffled by me talking into his night shirt. I let go of his hand and threw my arms around his neck and squeezed him so tightly with strength I didn't seem to know that I had. His hand stayed in the place it had been, but moments later it went and joined his other hand on my upper back.

I let go of him, my hands resting on his shoulders, his moved down to my torso. I slowly moved my lips to meet with his. I held back at first and then with some encouragement, we deepened the kiss. I fell backwards against the small stack of pillows, wanting everything I was getting. He pulled away, his hand underneath my back. "This doesn't seem right,"

"James, we need to talk,"

"What about?" He said slowly bringing himself up with me in his arms.

"About, bloody hell, I'm being ridiculous, I can't even spit the words out of my own mouth!" I said, so scared and so frustrated that I couldn't tell James what had really been bugging me.

"I don't bit, I promise," James said sarcastically.

"Well," I sat straight up and brought my legs up so I could sit cross-legged. "This is so stupid, but for, well, I don't know, a couple of weeks..." I could have said it then. I could have said it two seconds before, or five seconds after, but I didn't have to. The anticipation was building up so much between us that words couldn't describe it. We could never ourselves understand it. I mean, after going to a completely foreign country with someone who barely took notice of you that you had the biggest crush on for like, forever and then you get together, it's weird. It's weird explaining your relationship.

"Lily," He took my face that was now looking down at my knees. "I can tell something's wrong with you. I know that you won't tell me, I'm not quite sure why. But Lil, goodness, you do things to my mind that make me crazy. The crazy things you say, and especially the crazy things you do, they make me want to grab you and hug you and other things. Christmas this year was like a dream because things happened that only happen in dreams. But not normal dreams, the one's where you say two days later 'I wish that really happened,' To me, I'm still trapped in a dream, "

This made me cry. Not just what he had told me, but all of my built up sadness poured out like Niagara Falls. Everything I never cried about or kept in. Tachibana and that distant memory came flooding back to me, reliving it all. "I love you James Potter," I said crying into his shoulder, squeezing him so tight.

He held me there as I sobbed about things I had held in and he was patient with me. He was my friend. Our friendship was different than mine with Aya's. Somehow I held back a little with her, I didn't tell her everything. But I seemed to with James. It was so easy to let my mouth ramble and not worry about what he's going to think.

"I love you too, Lily Tamura-Evans," He remembered. He remembered Evans. More tear fell down onto my cheek. It was of happiness. Don't know why, but I was happy . Perhaps it was the fact that I let out all my pent up anger, but maybe some unseen force said that they didn't want me to be unhappy any longer. Thank you unseen force.

"I'm happy," I whispered into his ear, but shoulders drooping with satisfaction. He kissed me with no restraint. He didn't hold anything back, no feeling left behind. I did the same, letting it all flow as he laid me back down on the bed. He cradled me like a was a doll or something vary valuable that might get stolen. I couldn't get over that all of this was happening to me. In the past half a year or something like that, I had found James and now this was happening.

He kept his hands pressed to my back, not moving them. I smiled into our kiss at this. This was something that made me giggle about James, the fact that he was always shy around things like this and how I was a little aggressive. "James, it's fine, you don't have to keep so stiff," I said softly into his ear, pulling away from him. I could feel his face grow warm. I knew it wouldn't last very long, his shyness would go away after I told him to knock it off.

James got braver in his actions and moved his right hand to the front of my body. Only once had James placed his hands under my shirt, but they didn't stay very long because it seemed James had regained composure and pulled away.

I placed my hands on the collar of his shirt, pulling him onto me with such force. A felt a surge of love towards the person on top of me. It was still hard to imagine that he felt the same way as me and this was actually happening.

"James, what about your sister?" I asked, worried she might come in for reasons unknown. He pulled his hands away from me, got up and locked the door. An awkward moment of silence followed James locking the door. I had destroyed the moment.

"Lil, I want to ask you something," He seemed a little distraught.

"Go ahead,"

"I'm scared of this," He placed both his hands on either sides of my hips. "God Lily, your everything I ever wanted in life, just disguised under your rough skin," His right hand went up my arm to my shoulder where it rested.

"Don't think you have to do this to stay with me!" I said, surprised that James had probably been thinking the same things as me.

"I know that...but it's very intimidating when your girlfriend has had countless others, probably a tenfold better than I am,"

I knew guys were totally sensitive about things like this. "James, I know this will be better because I'm in love with you. That's going to make the difference, Koibito,"

"There you go with Japanese...what does koibito mean?"

"I means lover,"

I didn't want to talk with words, I wanted to talk with actions. His face crashed down on mine, filling my mind with thoughts of him. There wasn't much of a difference though because it always seemed as if my thoughts were full of him anyway.

He moved his right hand from my shoulder to behind my head to get us possibly closer, but didn't really work because our faces couldn't have gotten any closer.

With his collar in my grasp, I undid the buttons of his pajamas. It was very difficult because my palms were sweating and my hands were shaking. I had a terrible time with the last one, I was shaking so hard James noticed. One of his hands came to my rescue to undo it for me. After, he took my hand and held it, giving me comfort.

"Oh God," I whimpered as his mouth moved to my collar bone. James knew I liked him to kiss there from our lip-locks in closets. He took my shirt and pulled it up, wanting to free from my clothing to gain access to my body.

He stopped, panting fiercely from the lack of oxygen. I sat up, pulling on my ankle so my knee would be in front and the rest of my leg behind me. I grabbed his lips and pushed his shirt off his frame. God I loved him. I wanted to be everything he wanted and more. I couldn't say how much I loved him in the two languages I knew or Aya's three languages (English, Japanese and semi-fluent in Russian).

His skin was so warm against my cotton shirt. I couldn't wait to feel his skin against my own. I pulled my own shirt over my head, unfortunately breaking the fiery kiss. My hands went to his back to hug him. His skin was so warm, so soft against my own pale skin I got from my mother. She is pale just like me. I sometimes look sickly white.

James took hold of the clasp and unhooked it. I felt the garment rest on my shoulders before I let it fall. I sat nervous at what his reaction might be. My shoulders felt the cold air, still air. I brought both my hands up and took the straps and brought them down my arms, revealing myself to James. My skin was easily red like a wedding kimono my mom wore on her wedding day. But thankfully it wasn't as heavy.

He took my face and pressed his forehead to mine, I could feel his flesh press to mine, and it felt wonderful. "You are even prettier than I ever imagined," James said, his face smiling at my gloomy face. But it perked up.

"Really!" I had never expected him to say that since none of the others had even mentioned how pretty I was.

"Yeah..." I must have glowed at this. He was just so kind, so gentle with his movements when his hand reached down and took hold of my breast.

"God James..." The two words rolled off my tongue as I fell back onto the bed, laying back and grabbing the head board. I bit my tongue, still in disbelief that James' hand was rubbing me in such intimate ways.

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"Lily..." James' voice mumbled in my ear softly and fell atop of me. I closed my eyes, soaking up the last of it. My breath was still erratic and unchanged since his hands had started touching me, rolling over my curves with such passion.

My eyes closed, playing with James' messy locks. He was much more spent than me, his breath was still fast and constant against my cheek. It sent shivers down my spine.

His eyes finally met mine, his eye lids sagging down. I grinned. He was just so adorable on top of me. I felt him leave me which I didn't like, but you couldn't exactly go around like could you?

He hugged me. I could tell he didn't want to leave, but the position we were in would probably ban me and James from seeing each other, and I could have that.

"I have to go..." He mumbled sitting up. I sat up too.

"Wait!" I pulled his arm and took his lips with my own pale lips.

There was a fumble with the door that I didn't notice until it was too late.

Aya stood in the doorway, her face distraught and her hand clutching dozens of papers. I barely noticed Kathy there with her, her arms loaded with books.

"Holly Shit..." Her mouth moved as she dropped the papers onto the ground, looking at the two of us scramble to cover ourselves.

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I wonder why Aya and Kathy are there...I know, I do and you don't = D. I'll tell you this, it's not for a study session. Why would she come all the way from Hogwarts to walk in on James and Lily????? Aren't I evil = P

Yeah, Figure Skating is hard, very VERY hard. I had a two hour lesson today and I am so tiered...I'm working on a double shalchow and axel. I can land both pretty well now. I also have a competition on the 13 and 14, so you might have to wait a while for 2D, but not as long as 2B, I promise.