All right, everyone, thanx to Natsu Hamu, I will be updating. Thanx, Natsu
Hamu! Anyhoo, I don't own Hamtaro, I do own Jaysi and her friends except 4
Citrine and Flare. Sheesh, that took awhile! Oh well, enjoy the story!
Chapter 4
"Eh, owchichi." Dakota moaned.
My eyes widened. "Gasp-p! I'm so sorry Dakota! Are you all right, should I get the others? Or would you-"
He gripped my hand, silencing me. "I'm alright, I think. Stop worrying, Jays." He smiled so warmly my cheeks turned a deep red. He blushed lightly, letting my hand go. He grimaced as he tried to get up. He wobbled, and I quickly stuck out my paw before he fell. He grasped it tightly, and I heaved him to his feet. I felt that familiar heat on my cheeks again. I then realized we were still holding hands, and let go quickly, looking away from his eyes. The moment was then broken when I cleared my throat, bringing us both back to reality.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked, deeply concerned for him.
"Yeah, I'm just going to be one big bruise for the rest of my life," he joked, grinning.
I grinned back; glad he was able to keep his sense of humor. I glanced around, surprised to find that we were alone.
"The others must have gone back," he observed,
"But why didn't they tell us?" I wondered aloud.
Dakota shrugged, them winced, obviously in pain. I frowned, concerned once again.
"It must be your back. Here, sit down and I'll find something to make crutches out of." And with that, I left him sitting in the grass. As I tied twigs together, I felt Dakota's admiring gaze on me. I turned away, blushing as I busied myself with the task. I walked back to him, testing my handiwork.
"Wow," he remarked, obviously impressed. I ducked my head and blushed. "I've got Penny to thank," I replied modestly.
He grinned, and I couldn't help but grin back.
I insisted I walk him home so he didn't hurt himself. I was a little surprised to find he lived kiddy-corner from me. The house was painted a mild yellow and had Victorian trim around the edges, making it look old- fashioned.
"Well, here's my stop. Oh, and Jaysi?"
"Hm?"
I just wanted to say thanks-" He pecked me softly on the cheek, causing my whole face to redden, "-for everything," ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
All right, folks, the end is near. I just wanted to thank all the people who have encouraged me and been there for me during the story. Once again, Reviews would make me the happiest writer there is! ^_^ Ciao!
Obsidian Dancer
Chapter 4
"Eh, owchichi." Dakota moaned.
My eyes widened. "Gasp-p! I'm so sorry Dakota! Are you all right, should I get the others? Or would you-"
He gripped my hand, silencing me. "I'm alright, I think. Stop worrying, Jays." He smiled so warmly my cheeks turned a deep red. He blushed lightly, letting my hand go. He grimaced as he tried to get up. He wobbled, and I quickly stuck out my paw before he fell. He grasped it tightly, and I heaved him to his feet. I felt that familiar heat on my cheeks again. I then realized we were still holding hands, and let go quickly, looking away from his eyes. The moment was then broken when I cleared my throat, bringing us both back to reality.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked, deeply concerned for him.
"Yeah, I'm just going to be one big bruise for the rest of my life," he joked, grinning.
I grinned back; glad he was able to keep his sense of humor. I glanced around, surprised to find that we were alone.
"The others must have gone back," he observed,
"But why didn't they tell us?" I wondered aloud.
Dakota shrugged, them winced, obviously in pain. I frowned, concerned once again.
"It must be your back. Here, sit down and I'll find something to make crutches out of." And with that, I left him sitting in the grass. As I tied twigs together, I felt Dakota's admiring gaze on me. I turned away, blushing as I busied myself with the task. I walked back to him, testing my handiwork.
"Wow," he remarked, obviously impressed. I ducked my head and blushed. "I've got Penny to thank," I replied modestly.
He grinned, and I couldn't help but grin back.
I insisted I walk him home so he didn't hurt himself. I was a little surprised to find he lived kiddy-corner from me. The house was painted a mild yellow and had Victorian trim around the edges, making it look old- fashioned.
"Well, here's my stop. Oh, and Jaysi?"
"Hm?"
I just wanted to say thanks-" He pecked me softly on the cheek, causing my whole face to redden, "-for everything," ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
All right, folks, the end is near. I just wanted to thank all the people who have encouraged me and been there for me during the story. Once again, Reviews would make me the happiest writer there is! ^_^ Ciao!
Obsidian Dancer