Sorry for the long update. 1st school quarter grades just came out and... well.... I didn't do very good. I'll be spending more of my time studying (since I'm not going to screw the rest of my senior year), so it'll take a little longer to update, so please bear with me.
AND I'M NOT IN SUMMER SCHOOL! Where I live, school starts in June and ends in March. Yup, I don't live in the States.
Also, there will be more adult language and situations here nad for the rest of the series.
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"Ugh.... *blork* I feel sick...."
Heaving my breakfast port side.... Not something I like to do. Dangit! Why'd this boat have to heave back and forth so much. I'm green as a veggie and hanging by the side of the boat, and no one seems to give a damn. Ugh..... How long before we even get there? We were supposed to have made it there in 2 days, but it's been 4 days, and the captain says there hasn't been land in sight since we left. I really didn't think Iriov was that far away. I haven't seen a single ship, bird, heck not even any kind of fish. And to think the water's as clear as ice. Why'd we.... urgh...
*schlorp**sploosh*
God.... that's the 4th time this morning. It's only been an hour since I woke up and ate, and now I think I just heaved my dinner last night. I can't take.... much more of... this.... argh...
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"Mint? What are you dooooooooo!"
*smack**thud*
Great. First thing in the morning, when I get up, I slip on something on the deck and hit my head on the creaky floor. It really didn't hurt much, just a little, but this isn't how I want to spend my first moments this morning. I looked to my feet to see what I slipped on. It looked yellowish green with red chunks and things that looked like crumpled leaves. It reminded me of the steak and spinach we had last night. Wait..... It looked like.....
puke?
"... R... Rue? Are you... okay? Sorry I.... my stomach couldn't take..... ech."
I got up, immediately forgetting about the vomit on my boots. I looked at Mint. She was hanging like clothes on a dresser on the ship's side railing. She was..... green as a bloated veggie. She looked really, really sick. Her arms dangled somewhat lifelessly by her side. Let me guess. The vomit on the floor was...
"Um... maybe you should lie down...."
"No... I'm.... I'm fine... really I am."
"No. You need rest. You're obviously sea sick and you've been up all night with me reading old books. I'm taking you back to bed. Don't worry, I'll carry ya."
I slowly took her by the arms and carried her on my back back to her cabin. Putting her arms around my neck and holding up her legs, carried her piggyback. I felt her put her head on my back, her breath tingling my skin. My face went red, despite my efforts to control myself. While I carried her, perhaps because of this... er.... embarassing situation, I started to get a few.... images in my head. I immediately erased them from my mind. This wasn't the place for such thoughts. Oddly enough, after a few steps she seemed to get.... heavy.
"Geez Mint! You were never this heavy!"
"What.... did you.... say!"
Okay, I hit a nerve and a blood vessel there. I zipped my mouth and said nothing more for my sake. I heard from Maya she gets scary and nasty when she gets mad, and I don't wanna be at the receiving and of her magic rings. I've seen her. Her magic was pretty powerful for her age. Id be dust if she got really mad. Still, I never believed she could be that kind of person. I've only known her for a month, but I believe she isn't the kind of person her sister said she can be. She said Mint can be very bitchy and selfish when she gets pissed, but I didn't believe any of it.
At last, after a while of walking (and comments aside), we made it to her cabin. I opened the door to see a room she doesn't want anyone to see. She's a bit conservative about men getting into a lady's room, but she let's me in "sometimes." She doesn't even let her father or gramps in, only me and the maid. I laid her down by the bed and opened the window to let the air in. The cool sea breeze flowed in in all it's freshness, filling the cabin with the salty sea scent that somehow relaxed me. Mint opened her eyes, since she had them closed from her sea sickness while I carried her, and looked through the window.
"Nothing but endless blue..... I wonder when we'll get there...."
"You look more excited than I am. It's funny. I should be more enthusiastic since I'm the one who's been trying to get her back all this time."
"Not... really. It's probably because I'm a bit more expressive than you. Hehehe."
I looked at her and smiled. She smiled back at me with that smile she always gave me when I get troubled. No matter what happens to me, that smile always helps me find a solution to my problems. Without that smile, I don't think I'd have ever made it this far.
"Um.... Rue? I feel something hard pressing on my back. I think you put me down on something. Could you... get it out?"
I came and checked her back. I didn't know what it was. I think it was one of those pieces of jewelry I saw on her bed when I put her down. I wondered why she left such expensive things lying around. She still looked too sick to move, and since I couldn't get it out with one hand, I had to reach for it with my other hand on her other side. If someone looked at us from above, we'd actually look like a couple who are.... er... "making out" or whatever. The minute I put both my arms beneath her, our faces went red.
"Rue could you... uh... hurry up a little?"
"I am. I you weren't so... uh... nevermind!"
I still couldn't reach the darn thing. I'm a bit too exhausted to lift her up again, so I just had to look for it blindly under her. I dug my arms even deeper, making us really look like a romantic couple. I still couldn't get it. Now my face was just a few inches from her.... chest, and I could already feel her breath on my forehead. This was getting really silly. I decided to just help her up and get that thing out. I stopped moving my arms.
"Mint, look, I'll just help you up and get that thing out so--"
*THUD**SPLOOSH*
I heard a loud thud coming from the bottom. The contact rocked the boat suddenly, causing me to fall on Mint. Before I knew it, I had my face burried in her.... uh... chest and..... with my arms still around her. I was in a... position that most men could only dream of. Of course I'd be lying if I said I've never thought about this, but I'm not when I say I got scared to death on what she'd do to me. I began to sweat rapidly. My breathing jumped in speed. I could feel her chest rising and falling fast, her skin pressing against my face. Every millisecond that passed seemed like hours. I rotated my head sideways so I could breathe. It's obviously hard to breathe when you have your face between those.... er.... "twin hills." Speaking of her twin hills, they looked quite big for- WHAT THE HELL AM I SAYING? THIS ISN'T THE TIME FOR THIS! I was too afraid to move, heck even get my face unburied.
What the heck am I gonna do now....
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Oh.... God..... Why did this have to happen now of all times?
I'd be lying if I said I never.... um.... "fantasized" about getting Rue to do this, but I really thought this wasn't the place or moment for this to happen. I suddenly lost my urge to heave the moment he fell on me. His body didn't move an inch. His face rotated to the side, to breathe obviously. I don't think any guy could get a breath in if he had his face stuck between a girls.... breasts. I could feel his breath thingling my skin. He started to breathe faster as my eyes tried not to look at him from pure embarassment. Hmmm... maybe if he moved his head a little more to the left and unclasped my- WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING? THIS ISN'T THE TIME FOR THIS! I suddenly remembered that when things like this happen to guys, their brains go haywire and they can't make a rational thought. I guess I had to make the first move. Still.... I was a bit embarassed to say anything. We stayed in that scandalous position for a few more seconds before I racked up enough courage to talk.
"Er.... you could, like, get off me now, you know...."
His brain went back to normal, and got his face up.
"Oh.... ummm.... uh.... I'm.... uhh.... reallyreallyreallysorry!"
"Well.... uh... it's not your fault. Really. I shouldn't have made you try to get it out in the first place."
"Wait.... Hey I found it."
He pulled his arms out from under me. He was holding one of my golden earrings. I guess I left it there this morning. Hahaha. And to think this happened because of it. Kinda funny when you think about it.
"Um.... you really should get off of me now...."
He had his face and arms out already, but he was still right above me with rams to the side. He quickly sprang up, red as a tomato, and turned around. I guess he didn't want me to see his bloodshot face.
"It's okay! I'm not mad! It was an accident!"
"Er.... uhh.... thnaks for not... getting mad.... umm.... I'll be going now!"
*slam*
He ran out and shut the door behind him. He ran like a scared rabbit. Hmm... I guess I can't blame him. I guess guys can't understand how a girl feels by just looking at them. Heck, girls too can't understand what a guy feels just by looking at them, so I'm not sure what he felt when he got up and ran out.
Still.........
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A question to the girls (not to offend anyone): Do things like that really happen? Is it umm true we guys won't be able to breath when errr.... nevermind. *prepares for the femenist assault*
Yeah, this chap was mostly some sappy 2-way embarassment romance between 2 people who are just.... too shy! Expect chap 3 in a few weeks. R&R again
AND I'M NOT IN SUMMER SCHOOL! Where I live, school starts in June and ends in March. Yup, I don't live in the States.
Also, there will be more adult language and situations here nad for the rest of the series.
-----------------------
"Ugh.... *blork* I feel sick...."
Heaving my breakfast port side.... Not something I like to do. Dangit! Why'd this boat have to heave back and forth so much. I'm green as a veggie and hanging by the side of the boat, and no one seems to give a damn. Ugh..... How long before we even get there? We were supposed to have made it there in 2 days, but it's been 4 days, and the captain says there hasn't been land in sight since we left. I really didn't think Iriov was that far away. I haven't seen a single ship, bird, heck not even any kind of fish. And to think the water's as clear as ice. Why'd we.... urgh...
*schlorp**sploosh*
God.... that's the 4th time this morning. It's only been an hour since I woke up and ate, and now I think I just heaved my dinner last night. I can't take.... much more of... this.... argh...
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"Mint? What are you dooooooooo!"
*smack**thud*
Great. First thing in the morning, when I get up, I slip on something on the deck and hit my head on the creaky floor. It really didn't hurt much, just a little, but this isn't how I want to spend my first moments this morning. I looked to my feet to see what I slipped on. It looked yellowish green with red chunks and things that looked like crumpled leaves. It reminded me of the steak and spinach we had last night. Wait..... It looked like.....
puke?
"... R... Rue? Are you... okay? Sorry I.... my stomach couldn't take..... ech."
I got up, immediately forgetting about the vomit on my boots. I looked at Mint. She was hanging like clothes on a dresser on the ship's side railing. She was..... green as a bloated veggie. She looked really, really sick. Her arms dangled somewhat lifelessly by her side. Let me guess. The vomit on the floor was...
"Um... maybe you should lie down...."
"No... I'm.... I'm fine... really I am."
"No. You need rest. You're obviously sea sick and you've been up all night with me reading old books. I'm taking you back to bed. Don't worry, I'll carry ya."
I slowly took her by the arms and carried her on my back back to her cabin. Putting her arms around my neck and holding up her legs, carried her piggyback. I felt her put her head on my back, her breath tingling my skin. My face went red, despite my efforts to control myself. While I carried her, perhaps because of this... er.... embarassing situation, I started to get a few.... images in my head. I immediately erased them from my mind. This wasn't the place for such thoughts. Oddly enough, after a few steps she seemed to get.... heavy.
"Geez Mint! You were never this heavy!"
"What.... did you.... say!"
Okay, I hit a nerve and a blood vessel there. I zipped my mouth and said nothing more for my sake. I heard from Maya she gets scary and nasty when she gets mad, and I don't wanna be at the receiving and of her magic rings. I've seen her. Her magic was pretty powerful for her age. Id be dust if she got really mad. Still, I never believed she could be that kind of person. I've only known her for a month, but I believe she isn't the kind of person her sister said she can be. She said Mint can be very bitchy and selfish when she gets pissed, but I didn't believe any of it.
At last, after a while of walking (and comments aside), we made it to her cabin. I opened the door to see a room she doesn't want anyone to see. She's a bit conservative about men getting into a lady's room, but she let's me in "sometimes." She doesn't even let her father or gramps in, only me and the maid. I laid her down by the bed and opened the window to let the air in. The cool sea breeze flowed in in all it's freshness, filling the cabin with the salty sea scent that somehow relaxed me. Mint opened her eyes, since she had them closed from her sea sickness while I carried her, and looked through the window.
"Nothing but endless blue..... I wonder when we'll get there...."
"You look more excited than I am. It's funny. I should be more enthusiastic since I'm the one who's been trying to get her back all this time."
"Not... really. It's probably because I'm a bit more expressive than you. Hehehe."
I looked at her and smiled. She smiled back at me with that smile she always gave me when I get troubled. No matter what happens to me, that smile always helps me find a solution to my problems. Without that smile, I don't think I'd have ever made it this far.
"Um.... Rue? I feel something hard pressing on my back. I think you put me down on something. Could you... get it out?"
I came and checked her back. I didn't know what it was. I think it was one of those pieces of jewelry I saw on her bed when I put her down. I wondered why she left such expensive things lying around. She still looked too sick to move, and since I couldn't get it out with one hand, I had to reach for it with my other hand on her other side. If someone looked at us from above, we'd actually look like a couple who are.... er... "making out" or whatever. The minute I put both my arms beneath her, our faces went red.
"Rue could you... uh... hurry up a little?"
"I am. I you weren't so... uh... nevermind!"
I still couldn't reach the darn thing. I'm a bit too exhausted to lift her up again, so I just had to look for it blindly under her. I dug my arms even deeper, making us really look like a romantic couple. I still couldn't get it. Now my face was just a few inches from her.... chest, and I could already feel her breath on my forehead. This was getting really silly. I decided to just help her up and get that thing out. I stopped moving my arms.
"Mint, look, I'll just help you up and get that thing out so--"
*THUD**SPLOOSH*
I heard a loud thud coming from the bottom. The contact rocked the boat suddenly, causing me to fall on Mint. Before I knew it, I had my face burried in her.... uh... chest and..... with my arms still around her. I was in a... position that most men could only dream of. Of course I'd be lying if I said I've never thought about this, but I'm not when I say I got scared to death on what she'd do to me. I began to sweat rapidly. My breathing jumped in speed. I could feel her chest rising and falling fast, her skin pressing against my face. Every millisecond that passed seemed like hours. I rotated my head sideways so I could breathe. It's obviously hard to breathe when you have your face between those.... er.... "twin hills." Speaking of her twin hills, they looked quite big for- WHAT THE HELL AM I SAYING? THIS ISN'T THE TIME FOR THIS! I was too afraid to move, heck even get my face unburied.
What the heck am I gonna do now....
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Oh.... God..... Why did this have to happen now of all times?
I'd be lying if I said I never.... um.... "fantasized" about getting Rue to do this, but I really thought this wasn't the place or moment for this to happen. I suddenly lost my urge to heave the moment he fell on me. His body didn't move an inch. His face rotated to the side, to breathe obviously. I don't think any guy could get a breath in if he had his face stuck between a girls.... breasts. I could feel his breath thingling my skin. He started to breathe faster as my eyes tried not to look at him from pure embarassment. Hmmm... maybe if he moved his head a little more to the left and unclasped my- WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING? THIS ISN'T THE TIME FOR THIS! I suddenly remembered that when things like this happen to guys, their brains go haywire and they can't make a rational thought. I guess I had to make the first move. Still.... I was a bit embarassed to say anything. We stayed in that scandalous position for a few more seconds before I racked up enough courage to talk.
"Er.... you could, like, get off me now, you know...."
His brain went back to normal, and got his face up.
"Oh.... ummm.... uh.... I'm.... uhh.... reallyreallyreallysorry!"
"Well.... uh... it's not your fault. Really. I shouldn't have made you try to get it out in the first place."
"Wait.... Hey I found it."
He pulled his arms out from under me. He was holding one of my golden earrings. I guess I left it there this morning. Hahaha. And to think this happened because of it. Kinda funny when you think about it.
"Um.... you really should get off of me now...."
He had his face and arms out already, but he was still right above me with rams to the side. He quickly sprang up, red as a tomato, and turned around. I guess he didn't want me to see his bloodshot face.
"It's okay! I'm not mad! It was an accident!"
"Er.... uhh.... thnaks for not... getting mad.... umm.... I'll be going now!"
*slam*
He ran out and shut the door behind him. He ran like a scared rabbit. Hmm... I guess I can't blame him. I guess guys can't understand how a girl feels by just looking at them. Heck, girls too can't understand what a guy feels just by looking at them, so I'm not sure what he felt when he got up and ran out.
Still.........
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A question to the girls (not to offend anyone): Do things like that really happen? Is it umm true we guys won't be able to breath when errr.... nevermind. *prepares for the femenist assault*
Yeah, this chap was mostly some sappy 2-way embarassment romance between 2 people who are just.... too shy! Expect chap 3 in a few weeks. R&R again
