What's Been Left to Find

by Touketsu Gekkou

A secret past? Who knew? Juri enjoys a fantasy world until things start going wrong with her real family. She becomes rebellious to the extreme to prove her point, but will she end up being sorry for it?

4. Chapter 4: Battle With the Inner Demons

What's Been Left to Find
By Touketsu Gekkou
A Beyblade Fanfic

Chapter 4: Battle With the Inner Demons
I finished getting dressed and made the bed before I left. I went into the bathroom to make sure I was still decent, then sauntered out of the room, not too thrilled to be in the presence of the others again. I felt like I did something wrong and I was ashamed of myself. Facing anybody now would be suicide, even though I knew they didn't know. When I got to the tea room, Enrique and Oliver were still in their seats, but Johnny now occupied my former chair. They all seemed to be in a good mood, Johnny especially. It seemed strange as I went to sit down, Johnny acted like nothing had even happened.
"So now that you're back, Juri, I hope you chewed Johnny up real good." Enrique said with interest.
I thought Johnny might've said something about what happened and my eyes widened, "What??"
"That was a long talk you two had." Oliver answered, "Johnny here says you were really mad at him."
I looked at Johnny for an explanation.
"It's true, isn't it?" Johnny raised an eyebrow, seeing I was displeased with the cover he had made up.
"I wasn't mad, I was just concerned..." I honestly replied.
"Should've followed you and video taped it. Johnny blows it again!" Enrique laughed.
Johnny wrinkled his nose, "I thought we already went through this." He growled.
"Ohh, of course, but does Juri know? Or better yet, does her dad know?"
"Uncle." I corrected.
"Right, uncle." Enrique nodded.
"He doesn't have to, soon as I get the proof it won't be a big deal anymore." Johnny stated.
"No, after that it'll only be worse, seeing as you'll probably be a dad soon." Enrique continued.
Johnny stood up, furiously, "Why can't you fucking drop it already?!"
"Johnny, calm down!" I stood up and put my hand on his shoulder, trying to settle his nerves.
"This little mother fucker needs to learn when enough is enough." Johnny warned Enrique.
I took Johnny's arm, clinging to it, "How about we step outside for some fresh air?" I suggested.
Johnny glared at Enrique a bit longer then finally gave in, "Ugh, fine."
Without another word I began leading him out of the room and down the hall, after that though it was he who was leading me, I didn't know this house at all. "Johnny, you really need to learn to get control of your temper." I sighed.
"Enrique needs to learn when to shut the hell up." Johnny growled.
"Yeah but you're not responsible for what he does, he's gonna have to learn himself. Only you can learn to control your temper, so why don't you just do what you can?" I explained as we began walking down the stairs.
"I guess.." Johnny turned from the ground and looked at me as we walked out the door. For a moment his angry expression stuck with him but he suddenly broke out in a smile.
This confused me, "What?" I requested to know what was so amusing.
Johnny looked back ahead, "Nothing."
"No, seriously, I wanna know." I didn't mean to act like a little kid, but it bothered me when somebody else knew something I didn't. It was the curse of curiosity.
"Just you."
"Just me?" I blinked.
"Yup, just you." Johnny repeated.
I didn't get it. Johnny took a seat in one of the chairs under the umbrella and propped his feet up on another. I sat down on the one next to where he had his feet on and watched him closely. He seemed more content than usual and I wondered why. He didn't look at me though, he seemed to be enjoying it outside, looking at his surroundings and taking it all in as if it were the first time he was here. I looked around to see if there was anything that might've caught his interest in particular, but there was nothing I hadn't already learned to recognize.
Suddenly something did catch his attention, "Ahh shit."
I peered the in the direction he was looking, "Oh shoot ..."
Kai was approaching us and didn't seem too happy. He walked up to us, Johnny having already jumped to his feet, but Kai ignored him and looked straight at me, "What the hell're you doing here?" He demanded.
I was getting ready to answer but Johnny decided to for me, "She's here hanging out with me." Kai turned to him as he finished, "You got a problem with that?"
Kai glared at him, "Yes I do. I don't trust you." Kai looked back at me, "What were you doing while you were 'hanging out'?"
I blinked, "Uh, having tea and playing ping-pong ..." I replied, honest in my answer.
"Is that all?" Kai looked at me suspiciously.
"What, you don't believe her?" Johnny defended me.
Kai ignored him though.
"...Yeah, that's all.." I replied.
"Somebody's pissed off at you and I don't think I have to tell you who." Kai said crossly, his facial expression solemn.
I looked down then looked at Johnny, "I guess I should go..." I told him sadly.
Johnny growled at Kai then looked at me, "Ok, I'll see you later then."
"Hm, no you won't either." Kai interrupted.
Johnny quickly turned to look at him, "What?!"
"She's been grounded for a year and she's been stripped of all her rights. We even have a special room set up for her to stay in until further notice." Kai explained.
"What's happened to you Kai? I thought we were buddies." I abruptly asked.
"Buddies don't hang out with the enemy." Kai stared at me and answered coldly.
"Enemy??" I sounded clueless.
"Hurry up, our uncle is becoming impatient." Kai replied, still bitter.
I began to slowly wander toward him when Johnny called to me, "Wait!" I turned around to face him and he gave me a hug and a sweet kiss on the lips, "I'll see you again soon." He whispered.
I nodded and he released me. When I looked at Kai's expression, it looked more displeased now than it had when he just arrived. He didn't say anything though, he led the way back and I followed in utter silence.

Upon my arrival, it seemed the whole household was there to greet me with their comments and lectures of disappointment. I tried not to pay attention to them while they directed me to my uncle's office room. He was waiting there for me, and I had a bad feeling I was really in for it now. My stomach churned merely at the thought of what would happen next.
I creeked the door open and peered inside. The walls on the right and left side were covered with bookcases filled to the brim with books, there were two windows on the opposing wall and a dark brown, wooden desk sat in front of them. My uncle's seat was turned so the back was facing the door. I thought he might not have heard me, but just before I decided I was leaving he spoke up, "Come in." He said, his voice apparent with anger.
I dropped my shoulders and sauntered inside, shutting the door behind me then approaching the two chairs set in front of the desk.
My uncle slowly turned in his black leather chair to face me, "Sit." He ordered.
I thought about refusing, but a second glimpse at his deadly expression made me think twice, so I obeyed and took a seat in the chair to my left.
My uncle sat there, his elbows rested on the arms of the chair and his fingers entertwined. He was silent for a long while, just staring at me as if I were a criminal and deserved to be put into jail. His expression told me he was determined to get me there no matter what. "I understand you ran off again this morning."
I didn't comment.
"Even after I strictly said you were forbidden to leave this house under any circumstances." He continued.
I watched and listened with a blank expression. Whenever I was mad, I tended to clam up, ignore, blow-off. I was the opposite of what my uncle was. When he was mad, it was obvious, because he'd blow up in your face. As for me, I'd just shrug you off.
"What have you to say for yourself in your defence?"
I thought over his question a moment before answering, "Your rule is unfair."
"It's a punishment. There's no fairness in punishment."
"I don't deserve to be punished though, I'm not a little girl." I quickly objected, getting on the extreme defensive.
"Then it's high time you stop acting like one." He snapped.
I snorted as I dropped back into my chair, crossing my arms and putting on a grudging expression.
"You need to learn that belonging to this family has a lot more responsibilities than living with the pety family you came from." It was apparent to me that he was trying painstakingly hard to keep from yelling at me.
"Freedoms shouldn't have to be compromised according to birthrights." I replied sourly.
My uncle quickly stood up, "It doesn't matter!" His voice slightly echoed through the room after he yelled. He stood silent a moment before continuing, "From here on out, I don't want you outside of this house for any reason other than school. You're not to visit friends, go on walks, not a toe beyond the house's concrete. Is that clear?"
I rolled my eyes but didn't wish to answer.
He repeated himself, more sternly and harshly this time, "I said, is that clear?"
"Fine, whatever." I finally complained.
"Now you get your ass into your room and stay there the rest of the evening. There will be no food for you the rest of the day. Now get out of my site." He hissed.
I shook my head and got out of my seat in a bit of a hurry. I walked down the hall, passing Maggy who had been standing outside of the door. I noticed she went inside the office room but didn't care to know why. All I wanted to do was get into my room and be left alone.
Once I got there, I slammed the door. I was startled when I noticed the windows now had bars on them. I rushed over to them and opened the windows, grabbing the bars and feeling as if I had just been thrown into jail. I sank to the ground, discouraged, disappointed and depressed. My head quickly lashed toward the door when I heard it being opened. It was only Maggy, and thank God.
"Juri...? Are you alright?" Maggy walked in, shutting the door behind her.
"Tch. No." I simply stated and faced the window again.
Maggy took a seat on the bed, "I'm sorry your uncle is so critical..." She apologized.
"Nothing you can do." I replied somewhat coldly.
Maggy sighed, "Maybe if you had listened to his wishes from the beginning you wouldn't be in this mess."
I slowly turned my head to glare her in the eyes, "If I had listened to his wishes, I'd be no better off than I am now. Life without freedom is no life at all."
"But Juri.."
"I don't want to talk about it." I retorted.
Maggy was silent for a while, I thought she would leave but she hadn't gone anywhere yet. She decided to inquire, "So.. what did you do while you were out then?"
I growled at her, "Did my uncle ask you to find out for him?"
Maggy didn't reply. Instead, she got up and left, shutting the door again and leaving me alone.
I stood up off the ground and closed the windows, restraining from shattering the glass. I wandered to my bed and dropped myself there, deciding to sleep the day away. With that, I let myself drift off into a comfortable sleep.
Later that night, I was startled awake from a bad dream, but once I was awake I didn't remember what it was. I rubbed my eyes and searched for a clock, but couldn't see a thing in the dark. I nearly fell off my bed trying to find the light, but was able to flip it on just before falling. I found there was a digital clock on the other side of the bed and climbed back up to look at it. It was 2:35AM, I slept pretty long. Very long, in fact. I went to my door in attempt to escape and found it was locked. I jiggled the knob thinking maybe it was stuck, but it wasn't. I soon figured out they'd put the lock back in, except it was backwards. It could only be locked from the outside now. I hit my head on the door, unable to believe this was happening.
"I wouldn't mind waking up to find all this is a horrible dream right about now..." I grumbled as I went back to my bed. I sat there silently, staring a hole in the wall. I sat there a very, very long time. It didn't take long for my stomach to start growling though. I hadn't eaten all day yesterday. I suddenly had a strong feeling of hate toward my uncle, "Johnny was right. He is an ass." I said to myself, still very pissed off.
I laid back down and glimpsed at the clock every now and then. 3:17. 3:46. 4:23. 4:59. 5:32. I finally decided to get up and get ready for school. I had a feeling this would be a bad day though, and I was looking forward to planning my escape for our lunch period. There was no way I was coming back here. I'd kill myself before I did.
I finished my routine by 6:15. Maggy had come in only to give me my freshly washed uniform and to say she'd unlock my door at 25 after 6 so I could leave on time. While I waited, I put on my shoes and got my book bag together. Maggy finally let me out and led me downstairs to the front door, saying nothing what so ever. I remained silent the entire way to school. I didn't even think of looking at Kai and thought it was good he wasn't much of a talker, because if he were to say one single word to me, I'd bite his head off.
I arrived at school and ignored everyone. During class I doodled or stared out the window, scheming my escape, and I didn't participate in class. If the teacher called on me to answer a question, I said I didn't know, because I didn't. I wasn't even listening to the question.
Once lunch time rolled around, I was anxious to leave. While everyone was settled in the cafeteria, at their own lunch tables eating lunch obviously, I snuck right out the front doors. Easy as that. After I was out I was running though to ensure that I wouldn't get caught. I ran across the street and down toward the private boys school where Kai went but passed it and headed toward the one place I felt like I could call home. I was exhausted when I got there. I had run too fast, but was glad I was safe for the time being. I rested against the side of the house and would wait for my friends to appear.
About three hours later, they finally did and I was surprised to see them in uniforms simular to that of Kai's. Oliver was the first to notice me sitting by the house.
"Juri, what're you doing here?" Oliver approached me.
"I was waiting for you guys... What's with the uniforms?" I stood up and brushed my skirt off while Johnny and Enrique walked up behind Oliver.
"We started going to the private boys school today." Oliver informed me, "Kai goes there, so you probably know which school I mean."
"Yeah I know..." I replied.
Johnny pushed Oliver aside to grab my attention, "What happened yesterday after you got home? You weren't in that big of trouble, were you?"
I sighed, "You couldn't even begin to imagine." I began walking toward the table with the umbrella set up and sat in one of the chairs.
Johnny followed me, "So what happened?" He asked again, growing a bit impatient.
I frowned, "I got home and practically the whole house was there to greet me with their own list of why they're disappointed in me and how I shame the family and what not, then I have to go to my uncle's office to talk to him and he says I'm not allowed going out any other time except for going to school. Then he says I can't eat for the rest of the day and sends me off to my room. So I get to my room and there bars on my windows!"
"Bars on your windows?! What the hell is that?" Johnny said, equally angry as I was.
"Yeah, there bars on the windows. So since I'm confined to my room I go to sleep and wake up in the middle of the night and think I'll try to sneak out, well guess what? They put the lock back on the door, except you lock it from the outside. And it was locked until 25 after 6 this morning."
"They locked you up in your room without anything to eat?" Oliver inquired, sounding surprised.
"Yeah, so I ran off during lunch period and I've been waiting here ever since. I have to find a way to get out of here because they won't be able to drag me back to that house alive."
"Damn. I was right. Your uncle is an ass." Johnny noted.
"So now what're you gonna do?" Enrique interrupted.
I sighed, "I don't know... run away I guess. I don't have any idea where to go though."
Oliver appeared thoughtful for a moment before saying anything, "Well, we have plenty of connections around here. Maybe we can arrange for you to stay with one of our friends."
"What? No, I couldn't do that. If my uncle somehow found me, not only would you guys be in trouble but your friend would too. No, I don't wanna do that." I shook my head.
"You have to! You don't have a choice." Johnny nearly scolded, "It's either that or go back to being locked up in your room which is more like a prison cell."
I pondered for a moment, trying to figure this out in my head, "Maybe I could go stay in one of the forests or something. I could run far, far away from here where my uncle wouldn't even think to look for me." I said, hopefully.
"It's not exactly safe in the forest. Besides, what about school?" Enrique reminded me.
"She doesn't need school, she can get everything she needs from us." Johnny answered.
"This is becoming a bit ridiculous... Don't you think, guys?" Oliver looked at us.
"Ridiculous? The girl's practically being held captive! We should call child services or something." Johnny crossed his arms.
I chuckled, "Child services, huh?"
"Hell yeah." Johnny said, enthusiastically, "Either way, she can't stay at her house."
"How about you hide here for the time being?" Oliver suggested, "It's not that hard to sneak somebody into this house, there so few people in it."
"Hey, that's a good idea." Enrique agreed.
"Are you sure? I don't wanna get you guys in trouble..." I bit my lower lip, unsurely.
"We're positive, you can't get us in trouble with anyone other than your uncle anyway. And what the hell's he gonna do about it? Come on." Johnny pulled me to my feet.
"Enrique and I will go inside and have a snack, just so the maids don't get suspicious, and if they ask where you went we'll say you went to shower or something. So when you come back, make sure your hair is wet and your clothes are changed." Oliver explained the plan to us.
"Yeah and be realistic about your timing. Don't come downstairs two hours after we get inside." Enrique warned.
"Yeah yeah, quit complaining and lets go already." Johnny said as he began to lead the way.
I followed him up the stairs while Enrique and Oliver went to the right of the entrance hall toward the kitchen, I guessed. I followed Johnny and remained as quiet as possible as we snuck through the halls. I began to recognize the hall we were going down when we were going towards his room.
I whispered a concern to him, "Where exactly am I going to be staying?" I asked, quietly as possible.
"In my room, of course." Johnny answered, not minding to be too quiet about it. He opened the door and we walked into his room. He shut the door behind me while I walked inside, "Ok, I'm gonna go change and get my hair wet and all that stuff."
I watched him walk toward his personal bathroom, "I suggest you actually wash your hair if you make it wet."
Johnny peeked outside of the bathroom, "Why do you say that?"
"You can tell when you just made it wet and didn't actually wash it." I pointed out.
Johnny rolled his eyes thinking over that, "Yeah Ok. Hey you can pull a t-shirt and some pants out if you wanna change or something." His voice faded as he walked further into the bathroom.
"Really? Are you sure?"
"Positive." His voice was a bit distant but it echoed through the bathroom.
"Thanks." I replied gratefully, still hating the skirt I was forced to wear now as much as I did back when I first put it on. I went to his dresser and opened the first drawer and quickly shut it again once I saw it contained nothing but boxers, "Oops.. wrong drawer." I opened another drawer that was filled with t-shirts and began to dig through to see if I could find something decent. I heard the shower start running and guessed Johnny was washing his hair, but he hadn't closed the door so I wondered if he had actually gone in the shower or not. I refused to find out, even though I was curious. I felt bad for even thinking about it then tried to focus back on my main objective of finding a shirt and a pair of pants. I closed the drawer to search in the one below it. I continued carefully searching through the many shirts, still not finding anything. I went down to the fourth drawer and heard the shower stop running. The next thing I heard was...
"Nice view."
I quickly looked over at Johnny who rubbing his hair dry with a white towel, then realized what he meant, "You ..." I shook my head and stood up straight, embarrassed that I'd forgotten the length of my skirt.
Johnny snickered and went back into the bathroom.
I opened the second drawer from the top again and removed the t-shirt from the top, not caring whether I liked it or not. I hastily removed my uniform shirt, hoping to have the t-shirt over my head before Johnny came back out. Luckily I succeeded, but barely.
Johnny walked out of the bathroom in a casual set of clothes, "I'm thinking I'll wait a few minutes before I go downstairs." He dropped on his bed, throwing a hacky-sack up and down with one hand.
"You do that." I replied as I folded up my uniform shirt, I looked over at him, "Say, where do you put your pants?"
Johnny pointed to a walk-in closet door, "They're hanging in there. But I do think you'd look better if you stayed in that skirt." He sneered.
"You're such a joker." I rolled my eyes and went into the closet. It was a big closet, it was almost like a room of its own, "I didn't know a guy could own so many clothes." I blinked, looking around.
"Don't worry, I didn't buy any of that stuff. It was mostly stupid Christmas and birthday presents." Johnny said from outside.
I searched through the pants hanging up on clothes hangers, "Who puts all their pants on clothe hangers?" I muttered.
"I don't do the laundry you know." Johnny said from behind me, standing in the doorframe of the closet door, still tossing the hacky-sack up and down.
"I didn't figure you even know how to." I replied, proceeding with my search.
Johnny chuckled, "I don't have to know how to. I'll always have somebody else who I can pay to do it for me."
I was quiet for a short moment before saying anything, "Are you secure in that fact?" I pulled out a pants that looked sort've big for me.
"Hell who wouldn't be? I've got better things to do than the stupid laundry." Johnny was now throwing the hacky-sack at the ceiling. He stopped and looked at me while I put the pants up against my waist to compare.
"Do you have a belt or something that might keep these on?" I asked, looking at the pants.
Johnny laughed, "You don't need a belt, you'll be here alone most of the time. Besides, I don't think I have one that would fit your waist."
I looked around and spotted a rack of belts hanging on the wall, "Good Lord, you've got like a million different belts!"
"Yeah and I don't wear three-fourths of them, isn't that funny." Johnny studied the pattern on his hacky-sack while I searched for a belt that looked like it might fit.
I took a simple black one from the collection, "This looks like the smallest you have."
Johnny looked up and struggled to hold in his laughter, "Oh, that's yours. You must've forgotten it and the maid put it in here cause she thought it was mine." He snickered.
I blinked and then recalled never having put my belt back on, ".....Shouldn't you be going downstairs now?" I looked at him, a bit irritated.
Johnny had a huge grin across his face, "Yeah I guess so. I'll bring you some dinner up later." He was laughing on his way out the door.
I rolled my eyes, "What a rotten day.." I sighed and walked out of the closet, turning the light off and closing the door. I put the belt through the loops of the pants and took off my skirt, replacing it with the pair of pants I'd picked out of Johnny's closet. They were big and baggy, I liked them but it felt a bit awkward. I laid my skirt with my uniform and tucked them under the dresser so the maids wouldn't see them if they ever came in. I hopped on the bed and took the remote from the nightstand, flipping the TV on. It was terribley loud, so I quickly lowered the volume, hoping nobody had heard. I watched one of the English channels that was showing movies. I made myself comfortable on the bed and relaxed, trying not to worry about what to do about my uncle at the moment. I soon changed the channel when the movie started to bore me and ended up watching Never Been Kissed, starring one of my personal favorite actresses, Drew Barrymore. I fell asleep during the movie but woke up when I heard the door closing. I saw Johnny approaching with a platter in one of his hands.
"Vegging out in front of the tube, are we?" Johnny said as he set the platter on the bed.
"Taking a nap is more like it." I forced myself to sit up, even though I was still pretty tired. "So, what's for dinner?"
Johnny looked at the plate on the tray, "Uhm, we have some mashed potatos and gravy, some rice, some broccoli, some orange chicken or something and," He picked up a small carton, "an apple juice."
I crawled over to the food, "Mmm, it looks good." I complimented.
"Well, it's all yours so dig in." Johnny invited me.
I laid on my stomach as I slid it over toward me and picked up the spoon. I attacked the mashed potatos first, they were my favorite. I ate as slowly as possible even though by now I was starving because I hadn't taken the time to eat lunch earlier. I watched Johnny get the remote from the other side of the bed and take my place.
"What were you watching?"
I waited a moment to swallow my food before answering, "Never Been Kissed, but I fell asleep during it."
Johnny's facial expression was priceless, "Blech, I'll never understand women and their mushy stuff."
I laughed at him, but was more concerned with finishing my food than I was with saying anything else.
"So tell me, are you planning on going to school tomorrow?" Johnny looked at me.
"Hm.. I haven't thought seriously about it until now." I poked at a gravy-drenched carrot piece.
"I don't think it'd be a good idea to go... just 'cause your uncle might send somebody there to search for you." Johnny said, sounding concerned.
I shrugged, "It would be bad to miss school though. I'd be behind once I started again."
"You don't have to go to school though, remember?" Johnny reminded me.
I frowned, "Why? So I can depend on other people to keep me alive? I wouldn't want to burden anybody that way."
A proud grin spread across Johnny's face, "When you've got as much money as I do, it won't even leave the slightest dent in my wallet. Believe me."
"I believe you but I still don't like the idea." I responded honestly, taking another bite from my food.
"It's just the same way as a husband supporting his wife, isn't it?" Johnny shrugged.
I blinked, "...I hadn't thought of it that way.." I glanced at him, "but we're also not married either." I pointed out.
"No, not yet we aren't." He said to himself.
"What was that?" I glimpsed at him curiously.
"What?" He returned my glance with a clueless expression.
I sighed, "Never mind." I poked at my food somemore.
Johnny looked back at the TV.
I raised my head, "So when're you planning on going back downstairs?" I asked.
"Tomorrow morning, I guess." He began flipping through the channels.
"Not until tomorrow? How come?"
Johnny didn't bother looking at me when he answered, "It's almost eleven o'clock, everybody else is already in bed and asleep."
I looked at the clock on the VCR. He was right, it was 10:47.
"Oh, by the way, during the day tomorrow we decided you need to stay in the room across the hall because the maids come in here and clean and all that stuff, but the room across the hall hasn't been used for years so they never bother going in there." Johnny said and finally stopped at a channel.
"Ok..." I sat up, finished eating and now wondering what I would do all day tomorrow.
Johnny looked at me, "Hey, you want some chocolate?"
I looked curiously in his direction, "Chocolate?"
"Yeah, chocolate. Look." Johnny reached down to the bottom drawer of the nightstand and opened it up, pulling out a big, gift box of chocolates and setting it on the bed.
My eyes widened. I crawled over to the box and opened it, revealing what looked like hundreds of little chocolates, "Woa! Chocolate!" I said as if I'd just seen it for the first time in my life.
"They're pretty good, just don't try the ones with the filling, those are gross." Johnny warned.
"Oh? Why?" I looked at him for an answer.
"They have like fish guts on the inside or something." Johnny said with an odd tone of casuality.
"....Oh." I replied a bit grossed out now.
Johnny looked down at the box, "Oh here, try this one, it's the best." He picked one out of the frilly paper wrap and handed it to me, "Don't worry, this one doesn't have fish guts in it." He reassured me.
I hesitantly took it from him and put it in my mouth. It was as he had said, the best. "Mmm, this is good." I nodded with approval.
"It's Swedish chocolate." Johnny said as he took a piece for himself.
"Swedish." I repeated somewhat dreamily, "Mmmm." I closed my eyes to let the taste sink in. It was really good. When I was done enjoying the flavor and opened my eyes, Johnny was giving me strange looks, "What?"
"You can be so odd..." Johnny shook his head.
"I'm just enjoying the taste to it's utmost capability." I stated and put another piece to enjoy in my mouth.
"Oh really, well.." He began sliding closer, "why don't you let me enjoy it with you then?" He asked, playfully.
I blinked and stared at him for a moment, then laughed a little, "You're so funny, Johnny." I reached for another piece of chocolate but Johnny grabbed my wrist before I could snatch one, I looked at him for an explanation, a bit startled.
"It's my box of chocolates." Johnny winked, "I can say when you don't get anymore."
"Aw, no more?" I frowned, not quite positive I was following.
Johnny pulled me down to his side where he could put his arm around me, "Not unless you share." He said before giving me a tender kiss on the neck.
I winced, "Aw Johnny.." I remembered what happened last time we were here. When I forgot my belt .... Yeah. I wondered if I should remind him. He seemed to enjoy cuddling and fondling me and casting me into his spell though. He was pretty good at it too, because I submitted pretty easily. He rested over me and gave me long, luscious kisses and soft, tender touches and caresses here and there. I enjoyed Johnny's company. He was the only one who'd ever given me this much attention in my entire life, and frankly, I became fond of it.
So I pretty much let him do what he wanted, but he didn't ask for too much. We'd soon settled in under the covers, ready to go to sleep. The chocolates were back in the nightstand and the lights were out and we huddled up together, quite happily. We didn't have to say anything, everything just felt right. Regardless of the horrors that haunted me back at the Hiwatari Estate, I felt so secure in Johnny's warm and loving arms, I felt like no matter what, everything would be Ok. Everything was Ok now that I was here. I wanted it to stay like this and I promised myself that it would just before I drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke, I was alone. The sun was already shining through the window and the birds were definitely awake. I sat up and looked at the clock. It just turned 9:27. Near the clock was a tray full of breakfast food, I guessed that Johnny had saved it for me. I picked the tray up and put it on my lap. I took a taste of the scrambled eggs. They were cold, but they were good. I found a note next to the orange juice glass that still sat beside the clock. It reminded me to move into the room across from here as soon as possible. It noted that the maids usually came in at about 10, so I finished my breakfast rather hurriedly and snuck across the hall. I left my empty tray and glass in the room for the maids to take with them. In the room across from Johnny's though it felt like a whole nother world.
It was musty and the dust was thick in the air. The items that sat in this room looked as if they'd been frozen in time. It was a typical bedroom, it would be very nice if it had been tended to. A nice, big king sized bed with a canopy overtop of it. The curtains were already open, and I could see all the dust flying about in the air. I tried to keep from gagging as I opened the window to let some freshair in. Luckily it wasn't breezy outside, so it wouldn't be evident that the window was open. I needed fresh air but this was as close as I was going to get for the time being.
I felt emotionally exhausted. I wanted to go to sleep but I wasn't physically tired enough to even try. I laid lazily on the windowsill, staring out the window and trying to keep close to the fresh air as much as possible. I must've sat there a long time. I kept dozing in and out, refusing to let myself fall asleep, but eventually I couldn't hold up any longer. It seemed sleep was my only refuge from the fears and terrors that frightened me in the real world.
I was startled awake by a knock on the door, the first thing I thought was perhaps one of the maids had noticed an odd draft coming from the room and I was afraid to look behind me. It was inevitable though, whether I looked or not, I'd been caught. I slowly turned to look over my shoulder and was relieved to see it wasn't one of the maids.
"Uh oh, what'd you do this time?" Johnny asked, smirking from the doorway.
"What're you talking about?" I chuckled.
"That guilty expression on your face..." Johnny pointed out.
"I thought you were one of the maids or something..."
Johnny laughed, "So that's why you're pale as a ghost--well, paler I should say. You wanna keep me company in the room next door?" He offered.
I weakly pushed myself to my feet and walked toward him. Before I actually reached him, he began leading me toward his room. I closed the door behind me while he continued on his way. By the time I was in his room and had the door shut, he was relaxing on his bed. I wandered closer to the center of the room and carefully lowered myself to the floor.
"You don't look so well." Johnny suddenly said.
"Hmm.. Just tired.. that's all." I replied, rubbing my eyes to get the sleep out.
Johnny rolled over on his back, "Were you sleeping all day?"
"I guess so. I was sitting there by the window for a while.. then just fell asleep, next thing I know you're knocking on the door and scaring me nearly half to death."
Johnny chuckled, "You're a jumpy person, you should probably try and relax a little."
I sighed, "Try relaxing when you know your psychotic family is out to find you and drag you back into your prison cell."
Johnny adjusted himself again so he was on his stomach and able to look at me, "Aww feeling a little scared? Want Johnny to make you feel better?" He said in almost a mocking manner.
I gave an exhausted attempt of a laugh but didn't have the energy to say anything.
Johnny nudged his head, signaling for me to come over, "I'll make you feel better. I promise."
I frowned, "I don't think I can even get up." I replied, sounding rather discouraged.
Johnny climbed off the bed and walked over to me, "Then I'll just come get you and take you back with me." He scooped me up in his arms and picked me up rather easily, "You know, you really should eat more, I'm afraid I might snap you in two or something." He joked.
"I'll remember that next time you bring me a meal." I gave a sarcastic reply, seeing as I didn't have much of a choice right now in how much I ate.
"No need to be hateful." Johnny simply responded and carried me to the bed. He sat me down as close to the center as he could reach then climbed up and made himself sit comfortabley against some pillows, "Come'ere." He said as he patted a spot on the bed in between his legs.
I managed to crawl over to him and sat in front of him where he had instructed me to sit. I was unable to fight or argue anything at the moment, so I decided ahead of time to comply with what he wanted of me.
Johnny put his arms around my mid-torso and pulled me back so I could rest against him, "Comfortable?"
I nodded my head sleepily and gave a faint answer, "Mhmm.."
I felt Johnny begin to pet me. It sort've soothed me into an even more tranquil state. I was waiting to finally actually fall asleep but it seemed like I subconciously stayed awake on purpose just so I could enjoy the attention. I had a feeling Johnny wouldn't be able to keep his hands in one place for long and I was right. He lightly glided his hands down the sides of my neck, over my shoulder and down either sensitive side of my torso.
"Johnny..." I muttered. "What're you doing?" I asked in a groggy tone.
Johnny began to gently massage the sensitive spot he had stopped at, "Getting you to relax."
I gave a bit of a tired grimace, fidgetting a bit uncomfortabley, "Getting me to relax, huh?"
"Uh-huh." He answered, very simply. "Are you relaxed?"
I continued to slightly twitch as a reaction of his relaxation method, "Not exactly."
"Not exactly?" Johnny sounded displeased, "Maybe you should try and lay still for a minute so I can use my methods."
"Your methods?"
"Yeah, my methods." His massaging became more firm and apparent at this point, "How's that? Like that better?"
I sighed and gave a bit of a moan, "Johnny, don't be so rough.."
"Rough is by far more satisfying than gentle." Johnny claimed, purposely being more sadistic about it.
"Johnny!" I shouted, more loudly than I intended to.
Johnny snickered and pulled me up, hugging me tightly, "Ah come on, I was just playin'!"
"Well, your playing is painful." I sighed again, not doing much in attempting to struggle away from his grip.
Johnny began to nuzzle my neck, "You know you like it."
I winced, "I don't recall ever thinking that..."
We both paused and perked our heads up when there was a knock at the door. Johnny hesitated a moment, "Who is it?"
From the other end a familiar, muffled voice could be heard, "Enrique and Oliver."
Johnny and I sighed with relief, having tensed up for a moment, "You can come in if you really have to." Johnny invited them, a bit annoyed that they interrupted.
Enrique cautiously opened the door and peeked in before swinging it open far enough for him to walk through, "Whew, I heard you two outside the door and was worried about what you might be doing."
Johnny growled, "Why were you evesdropping?"
"I wasn't, I was about to knock and pay Juri a visit when I heard somebody mutter something." Enrique explained, defensively. "Then I waited for a second and listened to you and ..." Enrique made a strange expression, "then I heard Juri say something about not being rough, then you said something about rough being more satisfying than gentle and then Juri yelled your name so I thought--"
"Ok! We get the idea." Johnny interrupted, grudgingly. I thought for a moment he might've even been a bit embarrassed.
Enrique snickered.
Oliver stepped up, "Anyway, I called one of our contacts who lives a few miles south of here. Juri might be able to stay there, it'd be safer."
"Juri stay with Shinya?? I don't think so." Johnny replied, protectively, his grasp around me becoming tighter, "I don't trust that guy, he's worse than Enrique about being a player."
"But right now he's the only choice we have." Oliver reminded him with regret.
Johnny was quick to answer, "Too bad, I'd rather her be here safe with me than anywhere near Shinya's property."
"The worst he could do is flirt with her." Enrique shrugged.
"You obviously don't know him as I know him then if you think he's that harmless. No, she's not going, end of story." Johnny concluded.
"Hold on, maybe you should ask Juri if she wants to go rather than making decisions for her." Enrique crossed his arms.
"She doesn't have a say in this because she doesn't even know Shinya." Johnny retorted.
Hearing Johnny say that made me a bit upset, but I remained silent to see how the argument would turn out.
"Even if she doesn't know him, she'll be safer from her uncle there." Enrique looked at me, "So, what do you wanna do?"
Johnny began to lose his temper, "I said she doesn't have a choice in this! Either you find some other place she can stay or she's staying here."
"Johnny, let her talk, I wasn't talking to you unless your name is Juri now." Enrique snorted, a bit irritated.
"Would you listen to me?!" Johnny fumed.
"It's Ok Johnny, calm down." I patted his hand to try and comfort him, "I'll stay here for now. I don't wanna go to somebody's house and be in any other danger."
"Suit yourself." Enrique shrugged.
Oliver sighed, "It might take a while to find somebody else though." He warned.
"She's not leaving until we find some place safe to send her to." Johnny growled.
Oliver and Enrique exchanged expressions, "Guess we better start looking then." Enrique said.
"Yeah I guess so." Oliver replied, sounding a bit exhausted with this long search process.
Oliver began leaving while Enrique said one last thing, "Oh yeah and.. I thought I should tell you. Kai came over earlier today after school ..."
I sat up with concern, unintentionally shoving Johnny off of me, "He did??"
"Yeah, he was snooping around a while before knocking to ask if you were here." Enrique explained.
"That's just like my uncle to send Kai to do his dirty work." I hissed.
Johnny growled, "Dammit, it's getting increasingly dangerous for you to be here. We have to find some place to put you faster."
"Yeah yeah, maybe you should quit fooling around and maybe help." Enrique complained.
"Quit your belly-aching and get going already." Johnny demanded, getting impatient.
Enrique snorted, "Whatever." He turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
I sat there silently, suddenly a bit discouraged, "I'm sorry I'm so much trouble..."
"Don't be. We agreed to help you from the start." Johnny replied, trying to calm himself. "Anyway." I felt him crawl to the head of the bed and drop himself on the pillows.
I looked over my shoulder at him, "Comfortable?"
"I'd be more comfortable if you came here and laid with me." Johnny winked.
"I think I'm good here." I nodded to myself, too lazy to move.
"Come on, don't try and resist, you know you want some."
"Uhh, I'm just fine right here."
"You'd be even finer up close and personal." Johnny tried to allure me to him with his flattery.
I looked back ahead toward the TV, "Where's the channel changer?" I began looking around.
Johnny snickered, "The channel changer? You mean the remote?"
"You know what I meant." I replied, continuing to scan the room.
Johnny whistled to get my attention. When I turned around, Johnny was waving the remote around in a taunting manner, "You wanted this?"
I frowned, "Can you, like... toss it to me or somethin'?" I requested.
"You'll have to come get it." Johnny sneered.
I didn't like the expression on his face, I knew exactly what he wanted, "Uhm.. If I come and get it, can I come back over here?" I asked, eyeing him.
"If you can stay out of my grasp." He replied.
I sighed, I didn't feel like fooling around. I just wanted to watch TV. I debated over what I was gonna do.
"You coming or not? I wanna get you all hot and bothered already." Johnny said impatiently.
I looked over at him, "Excuse me?"
"You heard me."
"Pfft, I can't believe you!" I looked toward the TV again and then decided to study my fingers and ignore him.
"Yeah, you know my sex is too good to be true."
My eyes widened as I looked at him, obviously shocked, "Johnny!!"
"What?? You know it's true. How about you come over here so I can remind you."
"Oh my gosh, shut up!"
"Well if you'd stop stalling, you could shut me up real fast by keeping my tongue occupied." Johnny said, still cool as ever.
I scrambled over to him, noticing his grin grow wider, but I slapped my hand on his mouth, "You really.... just....." I shook my head, disapprovingly, but not knowing exactly what to say.
Johnny slowly removed my hand, "And you really just need to talk less and do more."
I wrinkled my nose and looked away, "Can I just have the remote..."
Johnny pulled me down and climbed over me, "No, you can't." He simply said and shut me up with one of his sensual, deep and long kisses. I fidgetted beneath him but he held me still with a tight embrace I couldn't escape from. While he continued to search my mouth with his tongue, he began rubbing up against me almost subconciously it seemed. Gradually, he became more energized and rough with me.
I pulled back and turned away, "Johnny, please don't." Johnny had already begun to kiss my neck now instead. "Johnny!" I said again to get his attention.
"Hmm?" He didn't stop what he was doing, though he acknowledged.
"Don't...." I repeated, more fearfully. Johnny didn't seem to take notice that time. I frowned, wishing he would gain self-control before we both became too wound up in the pleasure, but I think it was too late. Johnny was too passionate to ever have the self-control required to stop. I was pretty much doomed at this point. I felt obligated to worry about how far this would go, but my mind seemed to fade out and turn off due to the distraction. Johnny was the distraction. I didn't think to struggle anymore, Johnny had me fully absorbed in him, like he was the only thing that existed. I didn't pay attention enough to what Johnny was doing to be bothered by it. My concious mind had left me for the time being even though I knew everything that was going on. It wasn't odd at the time because I couldn't think of it then, but looking back at it seemed ridiculous not to notice.
"You taste exceptionally good when you're roughed up." Johnny said in between kisses and licks to the corner of my mouth, slightly touching my lip with his tongue.
"Mmm Johnny." I moaned, arching my back slightly to rub up against him a little more. He seemed to like that and got a little more daring as he sank between my hips and rubbed up against me between my legs, "Yeah, that's it." I whispered, enjoyabley.
"You like that huh?" Johnny grinned mischieviously and rubbed harder.
I pouted a bit, though it was more of a groan of pleasure, "Uh-huh." I managed in between deep but uneven breathes. Johnny leaned into me again, pressing his chest against mine and gave me more intimate kissing and slipping his tongue into my mouth, shamelessly. I gave him some more moans and fidgetted a bit until he held me tightly again, unabling me to move anymore whether I really wanted or not. The longer we went the harder he seemed to press against me.
Johnny suddenly sat up and I looked at him curiously. He pulled his shirt off and threw it aside then pulled my shirt over my head and went back to what he was doing. He gave me moist kisses on the bare skin on my shoulders and chest. His hands started wandering around the sides of my torso, going from the waist to the top, sensitive area again. I chuckled with pleasure as he started to play with the straps of my bra.
Johnny slid up to put his lips to my ear, "You're my favorite play toy." He whispered, slyly.
I blushed a bit, hoping it didn't show as he slid his hand down my left side. "Aw Johnny..." I smiled.
Johnny sank and laid his head against the side of my chest, rubbing his cheek up against it. "Mhmm.. I'm not finished playing with you yet." He noted.
I rolled my eyes, wondering what that meant.
Johnny didn't seem to notice my thoughtful expression as he pulled down some of my bra to give my bare skin a long, wet lick, tickling me with the tip of his tongue and quickly grabbing my attention again. He crawled up over me again, giving me a lick on the cheek, "You taste good." He nuzzled me some, making me wince, "Addictive too." He added.
"I guess that's a good thing." I rubbed my cheek against him.
"As long as you let me have it, it is." Johnny replied, rubbing me somemore.
I blinked, then smirked, "I can't always just let you have it. There's no fun in that."
"I can seduce it out of you eventually though." He kissed my neck and nuzzled it.
"Think so huh?" I challenged him.
Johnny gave a mischievious chuckle, "I know so. I'll prove it too. You can try to resist."
"Is that a challenge?"
"If you want it to be. I need a prize though if it is."
"Alright fine, what do you want?"
"You."
"...."
"If I can seduce what I want out of you, you have to promise full submission from this point on. Deal? Or is it too much pressure?"
I frowned, I didn't want to chicken out of a challenge but that was sort've risky, "Alright fine. Lets see your best."
"Oh you'll see my best alright." Johnny lowered his voice to a whisper, "And you'll like it too."
"Oh really?" I asked, indifferently.
"That's a promise. And if you don't like it, you'll love it." He replied, confidentally. "I'm already ahead of the game anyway."
"How so?" I looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"We just went through a preview round and I got you moaning. Just wait 'til we get to the real deal, you'll be squealing and pouting loud enough to hear at the end of the hallway."
I scowled, "That's a little graphic. You're a bit too confident I think."
"No, I'll be hearing my name loud and clear very soon in between." He promised with a cheshire grin.
"Over confidence..." I yawned, pretending to be bored.
"Think so huh?" Johnny chuckled, "You'll be sorry for challenging me after I'm done with you."
"Yeah yeah, you're all talk." I grinned to myself.
"Oh you're gonna be sorry you said that." Johnny rearranged himself, "Hope you're ready to lose."
"Lose what?"
"Your resistence." Johnny evilly grinned, almost scaring me. Johnny laid directly over me, positioning himself so we were face-to-face and rubbing his far lower midriff against mine. I winced, not thinking he'd go this far. "You becoming doubtful yet?"
"Of course not..." I slightly smiled, unsurely.
"You wanna make things easier for me and just submit now?"
"Are you kidding? That's just wishful thinking." I taunted him.
"Won't be for long." Johnny liked to be rough in his intimate actions and this was no exception. His logic seemed to be the harder, the better.
I couldn't let him win that easily, though it was tempting to just give in, "We'll just see."
"Yeah, we will." Johnny continued, focusing primarily on the area up between my legs, "Any time now." He said, a bit impatiently.
My breathing was a bit choked by his intensity and it took everything I had to keep from either giving in or forcing him off of me, "You won't win."
Johnny wrapped his arms around me to hold me from escaping, "It's just a matter of time before you submit." He kissed my neck, surprisingly tolerant of my rebellion.
"If this is a waiting game, I'll definitely win." I replied, trying to sound as confident as I could.
Johnny snickered, "I can hear the doubt in your voice. We both know you want me to get inside of you."
I frowned again, "Not even."
"I did it once, I can do it twice, and I know you want me to." Johnny tried to talk me into letting him take the prize so easily, but it was hard battling his graphic words and seductive actions at the same time.
I sighed, unable to resist any longer, "I forfeit." I finally said.
"Good, that's what I wanted to hear. Now, you promised full submission, so I suggest you take those pants off cause you won't be needing them for a while." Johnny sneered, somewhat evilly.
Hesitantly, I obeyed, sorry I had made that deal. While I played with my belt and slipped off my pants, Johnny hurriedly did the same thing, obviously considerabley more anxious than I was. Soon as I had tossed the pants aside, Johnny practically tackled me, starting his high-energy round all over again. He was already all worked up, so he jumped right in and was already really rough, but I was too choked up to say anything.
Johnny leaned forward over me again, kissing me more and rubbing me more gently now.
I pulled away, trying to get out from under him, "Ok Ok.. I think I'm done now."
"You're done when I say you're done." Johnny pulled me back down and continued affectionate cuddles and kisses.
I fidgetted, "Aw Johnny... I don't wanna do this anymore." I sighed.
"Well I still wanna play." Johnny said almost like a little kid, giving me a kiss on the neck. He rolled off of me and to my side, still holding me around my waist.
I smiled, loving the attention and affection as usual. I realized it didn't seem to take much to get me satisfied but he demanded a bit more than I would always be willing to offer.
Johnny brought my head back down to earth when he rubbed his cheek against me, "I told you I'd win." He bragged.
"Ohh, I don't wanna hear it." I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Don't be that way, you know you like it." Johnny said confidentally, running his hand over me under the covers.
I looked at him, "You do realize ..." I didn't want to say exactly what I meant, hoping he'd be aware of what might happen.
"Realize what?" He asked without looking at me.
I rolled my eyes and frowned, "We've done this several times now ... I don't wanna get pregnant."
Johnny looked me in the face, "...You worry too much. You need to learn to relax and just have a little fun." He continued to rub his hand against the bare skin on my hip.
"Unlike you, I'm trying to consider the consequences... Course, it wouldn't be quite the same consequences for you as it would for me if I got pregnant, would it..." I frowned at the thought. That was the last thing I wanted out of life.
Johnny rolled his eyes toward the ceiling, "Mmm.. we can get birth control... and do it every night without worry." He winked.
I scowled, "Johnny."
"What? Lighten up!" Johnny laughed and cuddled me somemore, "It'll be fine, don't worry about it."
"How can I not? I have nothing better to do all day anyway." I sighed, a bit frustrated.
"You'll be out of here soon enough, I wanna spend all the time I can with you right now. Some good, quality time."
I made a face, "And you call rolling around in bed good, quality time?"
"Hell yeah!"
I shook my head, "Men."
"You learn to love us." Johnny replied, confident as usual. "So you ready for another round?"
"Johnny give it up." I sighed and pulled away. I stayed beneath the covers to keep from exposing myself. I snatched away the remote for the television and flipped it on, keep a bit of a distance between myself and Johnny.
I heard Johnny sigh and sink into the pillows, "I'll be dreaming about this until the next time."
"Oh yeah?" I scanned through the channels, "You do that then cause you'll be having to dream for a long time." I clicked the up arrow again.
"Nah, I think I can seduce you pretty soon again. I could do it again now if I really wanted." Johnny replied, haughtilly.
I rolled my eyes, "You're so full of it." I laughed.
"Yeah, full of what you want." Johnny sneered.
"I can't believe you, why do you taunt me?" I eyed him.
"It's fun. And a little teasing never hurt anybody. It's all true anyway." Johnny nodded to himself. "Besides, seducing you is fun too."
"I don't wanna hear about that." I scowled.
"Oh yeah you do. You like hearing me say I love hearing you moan and shout my name." Johnny purposely was trying to irritate me.
"Shut up! I don't wanna hear it!" I put my hands to my ears.
Johnny crawled over to me and lay close next to me and put his arm over me.
I sighed and gave up, uncovering my ears and instead laying my head on his shoulder.
Johnny held me tight, "See, I know you like that." He moved me over onto my back as he rolled over me, getting a bit excited again. "You're so nice and warm." He said, affectionately as he nuzzled my neck.
I pouted a bit, "I'm tired, Johnny."
"Don't worry, I'm not." He gave me some kisses, first on the cheek then down the neck.
"But I just wanna go to sleep.." I sighed, exhausted.
Johnny wrapped his arms around me, sure to keep me as close as possible, "You sleep then, I'll play with you."
I fidgetted but he held me tighter to keep me from going anywhere, "What'm I your rag doll?" I teased, doing a weak attempt of a smile.
A wet lick ran across my cheek, "Yeah, you are."
I winced, "Johnny, don't you ever get tired?"
"Not when I get to touch your bare body." He ran his hand up my thigh to my pelvis area.
I sighed, pressing myself against the bed to get some distance, though it didn't do any good at all, only allowed Johnny to sink more into me. "Is this normal?"
"Is what normal?" Johnny asked inbetween kissing my neck.
I frowned, "Never mind..."
Johnny slipped his arms out from under me and pinned my arms own as if I was being held captive, "I'd like to tie you to the bed." He smirked.
"I wouldn't..." I began to get a bit nervous, unsure of what his fickle mind would want to do with me now. I suddenly smiled with an idea, "Can you let me up?"
Johnny frowned, "Why?"
"I wanna sit up." I put on a pouty face, "Please?"
Johnny sighed, reluctantly, "Fine." He replied a bit resentfully. He got off of me and watched me carefully as I backed myself up against the pillows against the back of the bed.
I searched for my clothes and pulled them over, putting them back on.
Johnny crawled to my side, "What're you doing?"
"I'm getting dressed." I pulled the shirt over my head and adjusted it, noticing Johnny was watching me. "Aren't you cold?"
"I am now." Johnny said, a bit grudgingly. He grabbed his clothes and began to dress.
"You're not mad at me or anything, are you?" I asked him, watching him put his shirt on first.
"Of course not." He replied sarcastically.
I chuckled, "Aw Johnny, you can't always have your way you know."
"Why not?" Johnny wrinkled his nose as he pulled his pants up.
I laughed out loud, "You act like such a little kid."
"I do not." Johnny growled.
"You're so cute."
"What?" Johnny looked surprised.
"Come here." I patted a spot between my legs. Johnny crawled over a bit suspiciously. I pulled him back to lay against me, "Comfortable?"
Johnny rolled his eyes up at me, "What're you doing?"
I began to stroke his hair, "I just wanna pet you."
"...Pet me..?"
"Yeah." I smiled and slid my hands down to his temples, massaging gentley. I looked over to see his reaction. He had a smile on his face and his eyes were closed, he appeared completely relaxed. "You like that?"
He gave a weary reply, "Best thing next to screwing you."
My face made a sudden, unpleasant change, but I didn't know what to say.
"Hmm, I like that." Johnny chuckled under his breath, sinking more into my lap. "We should do this more often... This quality time thing."
I gave a bit of a laugh, "You're adorable, you know that?"
"Yeah, I know." He grinned, proudly.
I smiled and wrapped my arms around his chest, giving him a cuddle-hug, "You're loving this aren't you?"
Johnny snickered, obviously enjoying the attention, "I'd like it more if you were down here."
"Nah, I like it up here." I rested my chin on his shoulder.
Johnny laid his hands on mine, warming them up instantly, "Your hands are cold."
"Huh? Oh.. they're always cold." I confessed.
"Come here." I obeyed curiously and let Johnny pull me around him and set me in his lap, "I'll keep you warm." He said, a bit flirtatious as he wrapped his arms around me.
I smiled, "I'm glad somebody will."
I felt Johnny slip his hands around the upper portion of my torso again where I didn't exactly like him touching, but I didn't want to pull away in fear of insulting him--it was an Aries thing. His ego seemed rather fragile around me and I didn't want to dishonor his trust. I leaned back against him as far as I could, hoping he'd look to do something different, but he didn't and now I couldn't move any further. I rolled my eyes down to watch his hands massage me and gave a bit of a hopeless frown.
"You like that?" Johnny asked, his head resting against the side of mine.
I wince and pulled back a bit, though it didn't help, "You know chocolate chip cookies sound really good right now..."
Johnny stopped a moment and was silent for a second, "Chocolate chip cookies..." He suddenly crawled away. I watched him go to the dresser the chocolates had come from and he pulled out a paper bag, "Chocolate chip cookies." He nodded with a smirk.
"Holy smokes, what all do you keep in there?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Midnight snacks." Johnny unrolled the opening of the bag and pulled out a cookie. "Mmm, cookie." He took a bite of it, "Still soft from this morning."
"This morning? They're fresh?"
"Very much so." Johnny replied with a serious expression as he took another bite of his cookie.
"Oh!" I crawled over but he pulled the bag away, "Ah!! Ah! I want some." I pouted.
"Nope, none for you!" Johnny teased me, holding it out of my grasp.
"That's so mean! Come on, please?" I begged.
Johnny shifted his position to an indian-style sit, "No. They're mine." He ate another piece of his cookie.
I blinked and sniffed, "This is what you call an abusive relationship."
Johnny laughed at me, "Cookie-deprived Juri is pretty pathetic."
I pouted while he tauntingly ate more of his cookie. "You're mean." I sobbed.
Johnny took another cookie from the bag and waved it around.
"Don't make me give you the sad, puppy-dog face."
"It won't do you much." He took a big bite from the new cookie.
I crawled over to him and he pulled the cookies away to keep them out of my reach. I stared him in the eye as he chewed in utter silence.
"You done yet?" He asked.
I continued to stare and saw him swallow what he had in his mouth.
He then eyed me strangely, "You're freaking me out now."
"I need a cookie." I said, sternly.
Johnny blinked then laughed, "I said you weren't gettin' any!"
"Aww! Johnny, I want a cookie!" I pouted and dropped in his lap, hugging him around the waist.
Johnny started petting me and I looked up at him, thinking he'd give me one. "Hehe, no."
I pretended to cry somemore and laid my head back down. He petted me somemore and I sighed, sort've sad and disappointed I had even mentioned it. I suddenly saw Johnny's hand in front of my face with a cookie piece in it. I stared at it then looked up at him.
"Do you want it?"
"Yeah.." I sat up.
Johnny leaned forward and gave me a feather-light kiss on the lips then fed me the small piece.
I smiled, "Thank you Johnny." I said, sweetly.
Johnny gave me a sort've rough pat on the head as if I were a puppy, "Good Juri."
I heard the door open and looked over to see who it was. Enrique and Oliver were back.
"Good news!" Oliver ran over to us, "We found a relative of Robert's living in a city just two hours from here that has agreed to take care of Juri for us."
Johnny's expression became stern, "What relative?"
"His grandma actually." Enrique answered, coming over to us.
"I said Juri would be there by tomorrow evening." Oliver continued.
"Tomorrow evening??" Johnny sounded disappointed, "Isn't that a little soon?"
"We have to get her out of here as soon as possible." Enrique reminded him.
"How'm I gonna get there though?" I suddenly interrupted.
"You can take the subway or a train there. Here's the money you'll need for the ticket." Oliver handed me a small coin purse that jingled with coins.
"I'm very grateful, thank you so much." I smiled, my eyes nearly almosting tearing up.
The rest of the evening was spent with all three of them. I noticed Johnny was sitting a bit off to the side during this time though. I guessed he was just tired... the next day would be busy though, so I went to bed a bit early while the others continued to chat and watch TV and what not in the bedroom.