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CHAPTER 6 Suspicions Arise
Several days passed after Trent and Kira's Thunder Academy weekend get away. Trent was getting a bit annoyed because he had not heard much from Kira. He had tried several times to call her, but usually got her voicemail. The only communication he had really had with her were two short emails. He himself had not had much of chance to see her because of fast paced business at the café. Friday came around, nearly a week after their getaway. Trent was hustling around the place, taking orders and placing them. He heard the door open and turned to get a surprise.
"Dr. Oliver, Kimberly, this is a nice surprise," Trent said, taking a few seconds to breath and greet his friends.
"Well, we heard the news about you and Kira. Congratulations," Tommy said, shaking Trent's hand. Trent let out a tired sigh.
"Thanks," he said, a little wearily.
"What's wrong?" Kim asked.
"Well, it's just Kira is usually able to make time to work and see me and everyone else, but I've hardly heard from her this week. I myself haven't had much of a chance to get away," Trent explained, looking around the café.
"Well, if you're that worried about, why don't you let me and Kim take over for a little bit while you head over to Kira's studio?" Tommy suggested. Trent looked at his former teammate and teacher, in pleasant surprise.
"Are you sure?" Trent asked.
"We'd be happy to Trent. Go see your fiancée," Kim said, grabbing Trent's pad and pencil away from him. Tommy pushed him out the door.
"We'll be fine, go see Kira," Tommy said to the former white dino ranger before walking back into the café. Trent, although a little worried because he did not know what Tommy or Kim knew about waiting tables, smiled in relief and ran out of the café, eager to see Kira.
"I think we should record that again," Aaron demanded, after the tenth take.
"You idiot, she got it by the third take. I'm not going to let you blow her voice out for no reason," the sound tech retorted. The musicians and everyone else agreed with him, glaring up at Aaron. Kira could not hear anything from the sound booth. She was exhausted and was feeling dizzy from lack of rest and food. She put her head down on the music stand.
"Kira, honey, take five. We'll go get you something to eat," said one of the musicians. Kira was so tired that all she could go was give a thumbs- up in a reply of thanks. Aaron and all the guys cleared out of the tech room. Kira came out of the sound booth and collapsed on the leather sofa. She curled up with one of the pillows and closed her eyes, quickly drifting off to a dream world of just her and Trent.
Meanwhile, Trent had arrived at Reefside Recordings. Barry knew who he was and told the other security guys to let him in. Trent made his way to the elevators and up to the fourth floor where Kira worked. He walked down towards her studio when he was suddenly stopped by Stacey. By quick glance, Trent admitted to himself that she was attractive, but not in a way that he liked. She was too fake with her press-on nails, color-by-numbers make-up job, bleached blonde hair, and not to mention other areas that looked probed and fake. Her amount of clothing would barely cover a normal sized six-year-old. It took everything Trent had to not grimace in disgust as she winked her fake eyelashes at him.
"Hey stud. How about taking a ride with me?" she asked seductively, thinking that it would take nothing to persuade him to be with her. Trent nearly shuttered in disgust. He did grimace a little though.
"Get your own ride," he said, a little ticked off, before brushing past her and walking the rest of the length of the hallway. Stacey was in shock. No man had ever refused her. She slowly turned and looked down the hallway as Trent entered into Kira's sound studio.
"This is far from over," she growled in his direction before stomping off towards the elevator. When Trent had entered the sound studio, he at first thought it was deserted. He then saw the familiar petite body on the couch. He smiled as she rolled onto her back and sighed tiredly, not opening her eyes. He bent down to one knee and began to gently kiss her lips. Thinking she was dreaming it, Kira began to kiss back, only to feel his hands and arms go around her body. She spontaneously put hers around his neck. When she felt his lips leave hers, she slowly opened her eyes and saw him there. She smiled in happiness and relief.
"Am I dreaming this?" she asked tiredly. Trent laughed.
"I'm as real as they come," he said.
"Oh baby," Kira said, before sitting completely and pulling him into a possessive embrace. Trent just held for a minute, not wanting it to end. He had missed just hearing her voice, let alone holding her or feeling their lips meet. Kira slowly let go, as did Trent.
"Baby, what's been going on here? I've hardly heard from you all week," Trent said before sitting down on the couch next to Kira. Kira scooted closer to Trent before he eventually pulled her into his lap. Kira put her arms around his neck and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"I don't know. It's like David has disappeared. This Aaron Simpson guy has just popped up, saying that he's David's partner. But he's like a drill sergeant. He's been making me do take after take even long after the tech guys said that I've got the tracks done. He runs the musicians ragged. I'm losing my voice and by the time I get home, I just crash and don't even think to call you. I'm so sorry baby," Kira said, near to tears. Trent pulled her close and kissed her.
"Hey, don't worry about it. I just missed you," he said gently.
"I missed you too, but something just isn't right here. I mean, David would've told me about Aaron if he was legit," Kira pointed out.
"I wish someone had told me about that porno Barbie lurking around here," Trent said, before shivering in disgust. Kira frowned at him in curiosity.
"What?" she asked, laughing a little. Trent's face went into a look of disgust as he recalled the events.
"This fake as ever girl with children's sized clothes, blocked my path on the way down here. She all but jumped me and asked, 'Do you want to take a ride with me?'," Trent explained, doing a fake, sexy, seductive voice as he recalled what Stacey had said. He again shivered in disgust as Kira laughed.
"Oh, that's Stacey, Aaron's daughter," she explained. Trent looked at her, a little surprised.
"So your Neo-Nazi has a bimbo Barbie daughter?" Trent asked.
"Pretty much," Kira said. The two both sighed as they leaned into each other, using the other as a pillow.
"What do we do now?" Trent asked. Kira whined a little.
"I don't know. I just want to go home," she said. Trent chuckled and scooped her into his arms before standing up.
"Okay," he said. Kira laughed as he walked right out of the studio holding her just like that. Stacey watched them from across the parking lot as they approached Kira's car and drove off.
"He will be mine Ford. And your career will be left in the dust, just like you," she growled, glaring after them.
What will Stacey and Aaron pull next? What are all of Kira and Trent's friends plotting in order to keep an eye out for them? Find out next time, please R&R.
Hey Readers,
This is StormCaller2003, but you know me also as Storm2003. I know this is a really weird move to pull but here is the deal. My Storm2003 account was frozen due to me not rating HEARTS SONG high enough. It was thus stripped from my list of authored stories and my account in Storm2003 cannot my accessed until the 28th. I was anxious to keep up my daily updates so I'm pulling this little maneuver, hoping that it is not another infraction. I apologize if this has upset anybody or if anything in my story/chapters have offended you. Now, for the sadder news, I'm leaving on vacation tomorrow and will not have access to a computer for about a week but I WILL resume my daily updates upon return. I thank all who reviewed HEARTS SONG while it was under my Storm2003 name and hope you will review once again and keep reading my stories. Please keep reading and reviewing. I appreciate ANY thing you give me about my stories. And I promise I will rate all of my stories higher than I think they should be just to be on the safe side next time. Thanks again.
-StormCaller2003(aka. Storm2003)
CHAPTER 6 Suspicions Arise
Several days passed after Trent and Kira's Thunder Academy weekend get away. Trent was getting a bit annoyed because he had not heard much from Kira. He had tried several times to call her, but usually got her voicemail. The only communication he had really had with her were two short emails. He himself had not had much of chance to see her because of fast paced business at the café. Friday came around, nearly a week after their getaway. Trent was hustling around the place, taking orders and placing them. He heard the door open and turned to get a surprise.
"Dr. Oliver, Kimberly, this is a nice surprise," Trent said, taking a few seconds to breath and greet his friends.
"Well, we heard the news about you and Kira. Congratulations," Tommy said, shaking Trent's hand. Trent let out a tired sigh.
"Thanks," he said, a little wearily.
"What's wrong?" Kim asked.
"Well, it's just Kira is usually able to make time to work and see me and everyone else, but I've hardly heard from her this week. I myself haven't had much of a chance to get away," Trent explained, looking around the café.
"Well, if you're that worried about, why don't you let me and Kim take over for a little bit while you head over to Kira's studio?" Tommy suggested. Trent looked at his former teammate and teacher, in pleasant surprise.
"Are you sure?" Trent asked.
"We'd be happy to Trent. Go see your fiancée," Kim said, grabbing Trent's pad and pencil away from him. Tommy pushed him out the door.
"We'll be fine, go see Kira," Tommy said to the former white dino ranger before walking back into the café. Trent, although a little worried because he did not know what Tommy or Kim knew about waiting tables, smiled in relief and ran out of the café, eager to see Kira.
"I think we should record that again," Aaron demanded, after the tenth take.
"You idiot, she got it by the third take. I'm not going to let you blow her voice out for no reason," the sound tech retorted. The musicians and everyone else agreed with him, glaring up at Aaron. Kira could not hear anything from the sound booth. She was exhausted and was feeling dizzy from lack of rest and food. She put her head down on the music stand.
"Kira, honey, take five. We'll go get you something to eat," said one of the musicians. Kira was so tired that all she could go was give a thumbs- up in a reply of thanks. Aaron and all the guys cleared out of the tech room. Kira came out of the sound booth and collapsed on the leather sofa. She curled up with one of the pillows and closed her eyes, quickly drifting off to a dream world of just her and Trent.
Meanwhile, Trent had arrived at Reefside Recordings. Barry knew who he was and told the other security guys to let him in. Trent made his way to the elevators and up to the fourth floor where Kira worked. He walked down towards her studio when he was suddenly stopped by Stacey. By quick glance, Trent admitted to himself that she was attractive, but not in a way that he liked. She was too fake with her press-on nails, color-by-numbers make-up job, bleached blonde hair, and not to mention other areas that looked probed and fake. Her amount of clothing would barely cover a normal sized six-year-old. It took everything Trent had to not grimace in disgust as she winked her fake eyelashes at him.
"Hey stud. How about taking a ride with me?" she asked seductively, thinking that it would take nothing to persuade him to be with her. Trent nearly shuttered in disgust. He did grimace a little though.
"Get your own ride," he said, a little ticked off, before brushing past her and walking the rest of the length of the hallway. Stacey was in shock. No man had ever refused her. She slowly turned and looked down the hallway as Trent entered into Kira's sound studio.
"This is far from over," she growled in his direction before stomping off towards the elevator. When Trent had entered the sound studio, he at first thought it was deserted. He then saw the familiar petite body on the couch. He smiled as she rolled onto her back and sighed tiredly, not opening her eyes. He bent down to one knee and began to gently kiss her lips. Thinking she was dreaming it, Kira began to kiss back, only to feel his hands and arms go around her body. She spontaneously put hers around his neck. When she felt his lips leave hers, she slowly opened her eyes and saw him there. She smiled in happiness and relief.
"Am I dreaming this?" she asked tiredly. Trent laughed.
"I'm as real as they come," he said.
"Oh baby," Kira said, before sitting completely and pulling him into a possessive embrace. Trent just held for a minute, not wanting it to end. He had missed just hearing her voice, let alone holding her or feeling their lips meet. Kira slowly let go, as did Trent.
"Baby, what's been going on here? I've hardly heard from you all week," Trent said before sitting down on the couch next to Kira. Kira scooted closer to Trent before he eventually pulled her into his lap. Kira put her arms around his neck and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"I don't know. It's like David has disappeared. This Aaron Simpson guy has just popped up, saying that he's David's partner. But he's like a drill sergeant. He's been making me do take after take even long after the tech guys said that I've got the tracks done. He runs the musicians ragged. I'm losing my voice and by the time I get home, I just crash and don't even think to call you. I'm so sorry baby," Kira said, near to tears. Trent pulled her close and kissed her.
"Hey, don't worry about it. I just missed you," he said gently.
"I missed you too, but something just isn't right here. I mean, David would've told me about Aaron if he was legit," Kira pointed out.
"I wish someone had told me about that porno Barbie lurking around here," Trent said, before shivering in disgust. Kira frowned at him in curiosity.
"What?" she asked, laughing a little. Trent's face went into a look of disgust as he recalled the events.
"This fake as ever girl with children's sized clothes, blocked my path on the way down here. She all but jumped me and asked, 'Do you want to take a ride with me?'," Trent explained, doing a fake, sexy, seductive voice as he recalled what Stacey had said. He again shivered in disgust as Kira laughed.
"Oh, that's Stacey, Aaron's daughter," she explained. Trent looked at her, a little surprised.
"So your Neo-Nazi has a bimbo Barbie daughter?" Trent asked.
"Pretty much," Kira said. The two both sighed as they leaned into each other, using the other as a pillow.
"What do we do now?" Trent asked. Kira whined a little.
"I don't know. I just want to go home," she said. Trent chuckled and scooped her into his arms before standing up.
"Okay," he said. Kira laughed as he walked right out of the studio holding her just like that. Stacey watched them from across the parking lot as they approached Kira's car and drove off.
"He will be mine Ford. And your career will be left in the dust, just like you," she growled, glaring after them.
What will Stacey and Aaron pull next? What are all of Kira and Trent's friends plotting in order to keep an eye out for them? Find out next time, please R&R.
Hey Readers,
This is StormCaller2003, but you know me also as Storm2003. I know this is a really weird move to pull but here is the deal. My Storm2003 account was frozen due to me not rating HEARTS SONG high enough. It was thus stripped from my list of authored stories and my account in Storm2003 cannot my accessed until the 28th. I was anxious to keep up my daily updates so I'm pulling this little maneuver, hoping that it is not another infraction. I apologize if this has upset anybody or if anything in my story/chapters have offended you. Now, for the sadder news, I'm leaving on vacation tomorrow and will not have access to a computer for about a week but I WILL resume my daily updates upon return. I thank all who reviewed HEARTS SONG while it was under my Storm2003 name and hope you will review once again and keep reading my stories. Please keep reading and reviewing. I appreciate ANY thing you give me about my stories. And I promise I will rate all of my stories higher than I think they should be just to be on the safe side next time. Thanks again.
-StormCaller2003(aka. Storm2003)