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Authors Notes: Here it is, the final chapter! I feel like crying... Hope you like it! The chapter is pretty long. Not as long as the last but nearly. Anyway the rest of my notes will be at the end. I just wanted to talk. See you at the end!
That Morning Feeling Chapter Ten
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Joren's POV
It all happened so fast. One second she was standing there. Then a dark shape came down and she was... gone.
I looked down. There was a man on top of Kel! The bastard!
I heard a wheezy sound as the man started to rise. I glared at him, angry with the man. He was staring at the rather deflated form of Kel. Her face looked slightly crushed. Her face was shocked at first and I wondered who the man was.
He turned. And revealed himself to be... Numair?
I blinked. What was going on? He looked rather uneasy. His gaze flickering back and forth Kel and I. How did he get here?
"Um... there has been a mistake I think. I... yeah. I can explain this. Um," what was he talking about? What mistake? What did he need to explain? What was happening? Was he the cause of the day's events? He might be involved. He is acting strange for a man of his power.
Kel narrowed her eyes, "What is there too explain?" so she's not as stupid as she looks.
He took in a sharp breath but just as quickly exhaled through his teeth. "..." He said nothing for such a long time. Kel kept her narrowed eye stare at times. I began to see him think the question over. I could almost see his thoughts rushing through his head. He wanted to get out of this. He would do something to distract us. What would he do but?
Numair smiles and sighed with relief. His eyes catching on to something. I can't let him go away without him explaining what he has to explain. After all I have to help Kel regain her normal self. I frowned. I still don't know how I go myself in to that. 'Tis a mystery.
"Daine, my love! How nice of you to be here!" he grinned and opened his arms to embrace her. She looked at him suspiciously through narrowed eyes (why do people keep on doing that?) and laid a hand on his chest to stop the approaching hug.
"You are acting strange. What is wrong? Wait! What did you do? Numair!" she accused him.
"Nothing!" he quickly replied. All to quickly. Hiding something indeed.
Daine raised an eyebrow, "Oh really?" she smiled wickedly, she opened her mouth to say something but Numair interrupted her.
"What are you doing out here? It is quite late. So why are you here?" he smirked. I wondered why they were both doing out here?
"Looking for you! You just vanished before my eyes. But then LargeEar, a bat, came and told me that you were with some two-legs! I was curious and asked her where she has seen you and was quite near our rooms. What happened Numair? You have been acting strangely today. I believe that you are up to something. So tell. Now!" she explained with calmness until the last word, which she delivered with angry look in her in eyes and voice.
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Kel's POV
She was fairly angry. I could tell that. It was the look in her eyes. Her figure's stance and her hands clenching. There was also the fact that she was hissing slightly. Not the best look in the world I can tell you that.
Numair looked frightened. I wondered why... he is a powerful mage after all. Through she is the Wild Mage with control over animals. What a fight it would be. Who would win I wonder? So much fun to watch. She started giggling imagining the sight.
They were all staring at her in... disbelief and confusion. It was not the time for giggling. Or the time for laughing which she was doing right now.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Joren twirl his hand near his head. Daine and Numair nodded, enlightened expressions on their faces. Then they looked slightly disturbed and worried. Maybe over my sanity. That cracked me up more. Sanity! Me!
Daine shook her head, "Numair, enough diddy dadling," what? "Tell me." It was spoken with such finality. He just couldn't refuse.
He glared at her sullenly from his great height. "I hate you!"
She smiled, "And I hate you too. Now tell."
He sighed. "Well..."
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Joren's POV
And? Continue! This was entertaining! I was having so much fun. I love to laugh on the misfortune of others, who cares if people say it is wrong. They don't know the full pleasure of it. Never will righteous pricks.
Numair lowered his head then spoke in a hurried voice; "You know how I have some fetishes..."
This doesn't bode well. I don't think I want to hear this at all.
Daine nodded slowing, a hesitant expression passing her face.
"Yeah, I... um er... have a weird, strange maybe... fetish... with... teenage girls... yeah..." he finished awkwardly, trailing.
I was disgusted. Kel was looking at Numair with a shocked look. Daine was thoughtful.
"Well I knew that. You liked me remember. But what about me you idiot! I thought you loved me!" angry once more, can't say I blame her.
"Oh... Oh! I didn't mean it like that. I'm not perverted," snort by others and myself, "Just that I like making practical jokes on them. It dates back from my University days. Oh the fun..." well now he at least sounds better, in the moral sense.
"What kind of jokes?" Daine said slowly.
"Oh you know the usual. Looking up girl's skirts in MagicMirror™. Love potions. Hair tangling. Hair pulling. We liked to play with hair. It could be quite amusing. The usual. Nothing out of the ordinary." Numair waved his hand with no regard and flicked his hair with some arrogance. What did he say about...?
"Wait. You said something about love potions. Did you? Did you give me some?" Kel questioned, her eyes alight with slight anger. Another angry female! What is it with them being angry? They all seem to get angry at some time during the month. He shook his head. Strange.
"Uh...um," Daine glared at him when he didn't answer, "Yes..." so whipped.
"Ah... Why me? Don't people grow out of that kind of immature behavior when they get older?" Kel asked, frowning slightly.
"Maybe. But I still like it! Its fun!" Numair smiled brightly, a huge grin creeping across his face.
"Oh," that pretty much explained how I was thinking. I had grown out of those problems months ago. Some people.
Daine grabbed Numair's hand, "Is there anything else you want to know? Because Numair here is going to be quite busy for some time. He has been a bad boy. I do hate it when I have to punish him," some how I didn't think so. The devilish gleam in her eye. Or maybe it was the flushed cheeks. Or the smile. But it made you think. Too much thinking. I groaned softly.
"How did the potion work? When will it stop?" Kel scowled at Numair.
"Well, I'm not exactly sure. You see I got it illegally, so I'm not quite sure. It has stoppeddd!" his voice was drawn out as Daine eagerly dragged him away. The least he saw of them was a foot and hand flung out as they went round a corner. In the distant he heard a door slam.
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Kel's POV
Life is so strange. I didn't think love potions were legal, but he did say the he didn't get it legally. I wonder why? They are not that hard to make. And he is a powerful mage. I shrugged. Meh. Men.
"So... what are we going to do now?" his voice startled me and jerked my facial movements. Joren didn't comment. I was glad of that.
"Well. I'm not that sure. But who would guess that that he would have... certain types of fetishes?" I smirked.
Joren smirked back and in a mock serious voice uttered, "Indeed," I giggled, he could be quite funny when he wanted to, "Plus this is great blackmail."
I nodded. This could be very rewarding. Joren then looked uneasy. "Mind – Kel. What are we going to do? How are we to act?"
I hate this. "Ah... we could go back to normal, I suppose..." this was so awkward.
Joren looked down and muttered something under his breath, "Pardon?" I asked.
He swept a hand threw his blonde hair, "It's just that... that..."
"Yes?"
He adverted his eyes, "That... nothing," he turned to leave.
"Wait!" I clutched at his arm. He stared at me. "You can tell me. I won't mind."
"You know how we are betrothed?" ah now I see it, he wants me to still do that. I'm going to, I keep my promises, but is going to be difficult. Especially after that morning. "Well you don't have to if you want to. I can live... its just marriage."
If he didn't stay with betrothed (sort of) with her he would have to marry some girl. She would be blonde, I knew that, and maybe she would have dimples. Kel shuddered.
"No. I will keep my word. After all its won't be that long," I clearly said.
"Um, thanks," he fidgeted, "Are you sure?"
"Yes." A simple answer. It wasn't really but.
We stood there silently there for a while.
"I'd better be going..." he quietly muttered. His voice seemed so distant.
I nodded. I was so buried in my thoughts that I didn't process until I saw the back of his head (as well as his back, hair, legs and posterior).
"Joren?" I called out.
He stopped but almost seemed cautious about doing so, "Yes?"
"Could you come her for a moment? I have something... to tell you," this was going to be bloody embarrassing.
"You know how I was under the love potion and how it made me act strangely?" he nodded slowly, "Well I think that I wasn't totally under the potion's influence as much as would seem. Especially around you. All was not as what happened."
He hadn't reacted.
"That's all I think..." I finished, trailing my words.
He stared into my face for some time. "Do you mean...?" I knew what he meant.
"Yes." Why does he have to make this difficult? Why is he so slow? Hurry up!
"Well so do I." Finally! What is this? Slowville?
"Really?" Just to make sure, after all he is still an idiot.
"Yes." Have to keep serious. We can jump up and down later.
"So what are we going to do about it?" I asked. I mean really, what were we going to do about?
"Date I assume. We are already betrothed." That we were.
"About that..."
"What about it?" he was rather uneasy, "You promised. But..."
"I'm keeping my word. So don't have any worries. I just wanted to have the betrothal not really real. To us and my parents anyway. Maybe a couple of my friends too. Is that fine with you?" I questioned.
"I suppose. But they have to promise not to tell. I don't want to marry someone I don't know."
"Great!"
"Will we still have our betrothal after...?" he was certainly being up front.
"We'll see. We'll see. Who knows?" I shrugged, "We could be madly and passionatly in love!" I ended this with an uneasy grin. He was awfully close...
"Who knows indeed?" he whispered, tucking my hair away from my face, "Some things are hidden from us," his breath rushed across my cheek.
"Joren?"
"Yes?"
"I know this might be the teenage hormones talking for both of us but could you kiss me?" it was out.
His eyes darkened, "Yes..." and he kissed me.
When he stopped I knew some things. He was an excellent kisser. The next thing I knew was related to the first. He had experience. No one could kiss that well and not have kissed someone else. And I mean no one. I know this.
Who could have he kissed? I decided to ask. "Who have you kissed?"
He looked once again uneasy. What was it with him? He always seemed to be on edge,
"Well. I have some friends. We are good friends." He said woodenly. And I remembered...
"Zahir!"
His eyes widened, "How did you kno –" he refused to say anymore.
"Let's just say I learnt a bit too much in Sex-Ed." I didn't have to say anymore. This was all explained in that simple accursed sentence. That had been embarrassing to say the least.
He nodded wisely. He knew his friends well. How well? I don't think I want to know. Through it would have been interesting to watch. I wonder if they are still 'close' friends? I'd be willing to contribute to their costs. Hee hee.
"So you been having any strange dreams lately?" what an odd question I asked. I really am strange. But I wanted to keep the conversation going. If we didn't keep it up who knows what we might talk about. Serious stuff. We couldn't talk about that! Goddess forbid
"Oh you the usual..." the usual teenage boy dreams I wonder? I don't want to go there.
He does seem rather nervous but. "What happened?" I ask. He looks surprised.
"Nothing much. Just me and some other people. Plus a bright person."
"I had a similar dream like that! But there was person grovelling... oh. Bad dreams are bad." I am so stupid. I want to change the subject, so I do so, to make me look less like the idiot I am.
"Want to kiss?" that ought to get his mind off the subject.
"Sure."
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End Chapter Ten
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The End
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Not the best ending but I liked it. Please review and tell me what you think.
I want to thank all the people who reviewed, you know who you are (always wanted to say that).
I want to thank my irregular reluctant often-moody beta reader. You can't back out of this! You are in to deep! I won't let you live in peace!
Thanks to all the people who R/R. Now do it again! Thank you!
Salut!
Authors Notes: Here it is, the final chapter! I feel like crying... Hope you like it! The chapter is pretty long. Not as long as the last but nearly. Anyway the rest of my notes will be at the end. I just wanted to talk. See you at the end!
That Morning Feeling Chapter Ten
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Joren's POV
It all happened so fast. One second she was standing there. Then a dark shape came down and she was... gone.
I looked down. There was a man on top of Kel! The bastard!
I heard a wheezy sound as the man started to rise. I glared at him, angry with the man. He was staring at the rather deflated form of Kel. Her face looked slightly crushed. Her face was shocked at first and I wondered who the man was.
He turned. And revealed himself to be... Numair?
I blinked. What was going on? He looked rather uneasy. His gaze flickering back and forth Kel and I. How did he get here?
"Um... there has been a mistake I think. I... yeah. I can explain this. Um," what was he talking about? What mistake? What did he need to explain? What was happening? Was he the cause of the day's events? He might be involved. He is acting strange for a man of his power.
Kel narrowed her eyes, "What is there too explain?" so she's not as stupid as she looks.
He took in a sharp breath but just as quickly exhaled through his teeth. "..." He said nothing for such a long time. Kel kept her narrowed eye stare at times. I began to see him think the question over. I could almost see his thoughts rushing through his head. He wanted to get out of this. He would do something to distract us. What would he do but?
Numair smiles and sighed with relief. His eyes catching on to something. I can't let him go away without him explaining what he has to explain. After all I have to help Kel regain her normal self. I frowned. I still don't know how I go myself in to that. 'Tis a mystery.
"Daine, my love! How nice of you to be here!" he grinned and opened his arms to embrace her. She looked at him suspiciously through narrowed eyes (why do people keep on doing that?) and laid a hand on his chest to stop the approaching hug.
"You are acting strange. What is wrong? Wait! What did you do? Numair!" she accused him.
"Nothing!" he quickly replied. All to quickly. Hiding something indeed.
Daine raised an eyebrow, "Oh really?" she smiled wickedly, she opened her mouth to say something but Numair interrupted her.
"What are you doing out here? It is quite late. So why are you here?" he smirked. I wondered why they were both doing out here?
"Looking for you! You just vanished before my eyes. But then LargeEar, a bat, came and told me that you were with some two-legs! I was curious and asked her where she has seen you and was quite near our rooms. What happened Numair? You have been acting strangely today. I believe that you are up to something. So tell. Now!" she explained with calmness until the last word, which she delivered with angry look in her in eyes and voice.
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Kel's POV
She was fairly angry. I could tell that. It was the look in her eyes. Her figure's stance and her hands clenching. There was also the fact that she was hissing slightly. Not the best look in the world I can tell you that.
Numair looked frightened. I wondered why... he is a powerful mage after all. Through she is the Wild Mage with control over animals. What a fight it would be. Who would win I wonder? So much fun to watch. She started giggling imagining the sight.
They were all staring at her in... disbelief and confusion. It was not the time for giggling. Or the time for laughing which she was doing right now.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Joren twirl his hand near his head. Daine and Numair nodded, enlightened expressions on their faces. Then they looked slightly disturbed and worried. Maybe over my sanity. That cracked me up more. Sanity! Me!
Daine shook her head, "Numair, enough diddy dadling," what? "Tell me." It was spoken with such finality. He just couldn't refuse.
He glared at her sullenly from his great height. "I hate you!"
She smiled, "And I hate you too. Now tell."
He sighed. "Well..."
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Joren's POV
And? Continue! This was entertaining! I was having so much fun. I love to laugh on the misfortune of others, who cares if people say it is wrong. They don't know the full pleasure of it. Never will righteous pricks.
Numair lowered his head then spoke in a hurried voice; "You know how I have some fetishes..."
This doesn't bode well. I don't think I want to hear this at all.
Daine nodded slowing, a hesitant expression passing her face.
"Yeah, I... um er... have a weird, strange maybe... fetish... with... teenage girls... yeah..." he finished awkwardly, trailing.
I was disgusted. Kel was looking at Numair with a shocked look. Daine was thoughtful.
"Well I knew that. You liked me remember. But what about me you idiot! I thought you loved me!" angry once more, can't say I blame her.
"Oh... Oh! I didn't mean it like that. I'm not perverted," snort by others and myself, "Just that I like making practical jokes on them. It dates back from my University days. Oh the fun..." well now he at least sounds better, in the moral sense.
"What kind of jokes?" Daine said slowly.
"Oh you know the usual. Looking up girl's skirts in MagicMirror™. Love potions. Hair tangling. Hair pulling. We liked to play with hair. It could be quite amusing. The usual. Nothing out of the ordinary." Numair waved his hand with no regard and flicked his hair with some arrogance. What did he say about...?
"Wait. You said something about love potions. Did you? Did you give me some?" Kel questioned, her eyes alight with slight anger. Another angry female! What is it with them being angry? They all seem to get angry at some time during the month. He shook his head. Strange.
"Uh...um," Daine glared at him when he didn't answer, "Yes..." so whipped.
"Ah... Why me? Don't people grow out of that kind of immature behavior when they get older?" Kel asked, frowning slightly.
"Maybe. But I still like it! Its fun!" Numair smiled brightly, a huge grin creeping across his face.
"Oh," that pretty much explained how I was thinking. I had grown out of those problems months ago. Some people.
Daine grabbed Numair's hand, "Is there anything else you want to know? Because Numair here is going to be quite busy for some time. He has been a bad boy. I do hate it when I have to punish him," some how I didn't think so. The devilish gleam in her eye. Or maybe it was the flushed cheeks. Or the smile. But it made you think. Too much thinking. I groaned softly.
"How did the potion work? When will it stop?" Kel scowled at Numair.
"Well, I'm not exactly sure. You see I got it illegally, so I'm not quite sure. It has stoppeddd!" his voice was drawn out as Daine eagerly dragged him away. The least he saw of them was a foot and hand flung out as they went round a corner. In the distant he heard a door slam.
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Kel's POV
Life is so strange. I didn't think love potions were legal, but he did say the he didn't get it legally. I wonder why? They are not that hard to make. And he is a powerful mage. I shrugged. Meh. Men.
"So... what are we going to do now?" his voice startled me and jerked my facial movements. Joren didn't comment. I was glad of that.
"Well. I'm not that sure. But who would guess that that he would have... certain types of fetishes?" I smirked.
Joren smirked back and in a mock serious voice uttered, "Indeed," I giggled, he could be quite funny when he wanted to, "Plus this is great blackmail."
I nodded. This could be very rewarding. Joren then looked uneasy. "Mind – Kel. What are we going to do? How are we to act?"
I hate this. "Ah... we could go back to normal, I suppose..." this was so awkward.
Joren looked down and muttered something under his breath, "Pardon?" I asked.
He swept a hand threw his blonde hair, "It's just that... that..."
"Yes?"
He adverted his eyes, "That... nothing," he turned to leave.
"Wait!" I clutched at his arm. He stared at me. "You can tell me. I won't mind."
"You know how we are betrothed?" ah now I see it, he wants me to still do that. I'm going to, I keep my promises, but is going to be difficult. Especially after that morning. "Well you don't have to if you want to. I can live... its just marriage."
If he didn't stay with betrothed (sort of) with her he would have to marry some girl. She would be blonde, I knew that, and maybe she would have dimples. Kel shuddered.
"No. I will keep my word. After all its won't be that long," I clearly said.
"Um, thanks," he fidgeted, "Are you sure?"
"Yes." A simple answer. It wasn't really but.
We stood there silently there for a while.
"I'd better be going..." he quietly muttered. His voice seemed so distant.
I nodded. I was so buried in my thoughts that I didn't process until I saw the back of his head (as well as his back, hair, legs and posterior).
"Joren?" I called out.
He stopped but almost seemed cautious about doing so, "Yes?"
"Could you come her for a moment? I have something... to tell you," this was going to be bloody embarrassing.
"You know how I was under the love potion and how it made me act strangely?" he nodded slowly, "Well I think that I wasn't totally under the potion's influence as much as would seem. Especially around you. All was not as what happened."
He hadn't reacted.
"That's all I think..." I finished, trailing my words.
He stared into my face for some time. "Do you mean...?" I knew what he meant.
"Yes." Why does he have to make this difficult? Why is he so slow? Hurry up!
"Well so do I." Finally! What is this? Slowville?
"Really?" Just to make sure, after all he is still an idiot.
"Yes." Have to keep serious. We can jump up and down later.
"So what are we going to do about it?" I asked. I mean really, what were we going to do about?
"Date I assume. We are already betrothed." That we were.
"About that..."
"What about it?" he was rather uneasy, "You promised. But..."
"I'm keeping my word. So don't have any worries. I just wanted to have the betrothal not really real. To us and my parents anyway. Maybe a couple of my friends too. Is that fine with you?" I questioned.
"I suppose. But they have to promise not to tell. I don't want to marry someone I don't know."
"Great!"
"Will we still have our betrothal after...?" he was certainly being up front.
"We'll see. We'll see. Who knows?" I shrugged, "We could be madly and passionatly in love!" I ended this with an uneasy grin. He was awfully close...
"Who knows indeed?" he whispered, tucking my hair away from my face, "Some things are hidden from us," his breath rushed across my cheek.
"Joren?"
"Yes?"
"I know this might be the teenage hormones talking for both of us but could you kiss me?" it was out.
His eyes darkened, "Yes..." and he kissed me.
When he stopped I knew some things. He was an excellent kisser. The next thing I knew was related to the first. He had experience. No one could kiss that well and not have kissed someone else. And I mean no one. I know this.
Who could have he kissed? I decided to ask. "Who have you kissed?"
He looked once again uneasy. What was it with him? He always seemed to be on edge,
"Well. I have some friends. We are good friends." He said woodenly. And I remembered...
"Zahir!"
His eyes widened, "How did you kno –" he refused to say anymore.
"Let's just say I learnt a bit too much in Sex-Ed." I didn't have to say anymore. This was all explained in that simple accursed sentence. That had been embarrassing to say the least.
He nodded wisely. He knew his friends well. How well? I don't think I want to know. Through it would have been interesting to watch. I wonder if they are still 'close' friends? I'd be willing to contribute to their costs. Hee hee.
"So you been having any strange dreams lately?" what an odd question I asked. I really am strange. But I wanted to keep the conversation going. If we didn't keep it up who knows what we might talk about. Serious stuff. We couldn't talk about that! Goddess forbid
"Oh you the usual..." the usual teenage boy dreams I wonder? I don't want to go there.
He does seem rather nervous but. "What happened?" I ask. He looks surprised.
"Nothing much. Just me and some other people. Plus a bright person."
"I had a similar dream like that! But there was person grovelling... oh. Bad dreams are bad." I am so stupid. I want to change the subject, so I do so, to make me look less like the idiot I am.
"Want to kiss?" that ought to get his mind off the subject.
"Sure."
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End Chapter Ten
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The End
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Not the best ending but I liked it. Please review and tell me what you think.
I want to thank all the people who reviewed, you know who you are (always wanted to say that).
I want to thank my irregular reluctant often-moody beta reader. You can't back out of this! You are in to deep! I won't let you live in peace!
Thanks to all the people who R/R. Now do it again! Thank you!
Salut!