Brooklyn's Heart
"Dancin' and Announcin"
CH 8
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The sun was low into the evening. The sky swirled in reds and purples. The glittering stars showing just barely. Many family's were home waiting for their fathers to return to their warn homes.
Spot had told his newsies to go on ahead so he could walk with Kayla.
"You okay?" Spot had asked for the thirteenth time.
Kayla rolled her eyes. She was holding Spot's index finger with her own and they were swinging their arms back and forth slowly. Spot kept looking over at her, stealing glances from time to time, and thinking that they went unnoticed. He was obviously worried but it was just getting ridiculous now.
They were about 4 blocks from Medda's and were just passing an old, red brick building. Kayla, trying to figure a way to answer him so that he wouldn't ask again, looked at the building, raising her eyebrows, smiling sideways. She looked over at Spot. He just looked back quizzically, recognizing the gleam in her eyes.
Kayla grabbed him by his shirtfront with both hands and pushed him up against the wall. She had the face of a seducer on, looking him up and down, eyeing him hungrily.
"Why Mr. Conlon, it was just a kiss and nothin' more. You have no need to worry about little ol' me." Kayla stated in a southern belle accent, smirking at him.
Spot grinned now, but made no move to change these results and stayed where he was, making her think she was winning.
Deep with in his chest he whispered so enticingly low that a made its way down her back, "So are you implying that it's just a kiss when you kiss me?" He moved his mouth and began sucking on her collarbone. Unfortunately or fortunately, however way you look at it, she had forgot to fasten up the top buttons on her shirt, and now it was exposed to him.
Kayla shivered slightly. Oh, how she would love waking up to that voice, lying on that hard chest, getting sweet and sexy gestures like that. Hey, she thought. She was the seducer here, not him. He wasn't going to change the game here; she was leader and soon to be winner here.
She pressed her body hard up against his length and whispered slowly in his ear after kissing the soft area below the ear lobe, "Never. It's always somethin' more when I get to touch you."
Spots eyes widened and his mouth resembled a perfect 'O'. But when Kayla slowly brought her face in front of his, he quickly regained his posture. Kayla grinned, eyes sparkling under lowered eyelashes; she had seen his expression.
Spot gulped and leaned his head against the wall, staring at her with dark blue, almost black eyes. Kayla threw her head back, laughing. Spot was mesmerized by it. A sweet sound, a ringing of bells but when she kissed, he soon remembered where he was. She pressed her lips to his, drove her tongue into his mouth and was lost. The dark chocolate was there but there was also something more. Almost like the taste of New York's finest brandy. It soon became an addiction and she couldn't get enough of it.
Spots arms instantly went around her waist, pulling her even closer. Kayla's hands roamed Spots body; up his chest, fingers playing with his hair, all movements enticing a low growl from the back of Spot's throat. Kayla smiled within the kiss. She knew she won this unspoken challenge. Chalk one up for Kayla, she thought.
Or so she wished.
Spot moved his hands to her hips and picked her up. Kayla wrapped her legs around his hard waist and was shoved roughly up against the wall. Spot placed his hands on either side of her on the wall. They both moaned, kissing, moving their heads from side to side trying to taste each other, trying to get more.
Kayla moaned slightly when Spot began sucking her lower lip. After a few pleasurable moments like this Spot stopped his fierceness and began kissing her gently. Kayla whimpered, she didn't want it to be gentle; she wanted to feel his need, his desire of her. But Spot kept with his tenderness, no matter what kind of kiss she gave, no matter what kind of move she did with her hips. He brushed her lips once, twice then completely pulled his lips away. Kayla whimpered, trying to chase his lips back but he wouldn't let them come in reach of hers.
Kayla pouted, looking up at him deprived. Her eyes just screamed, 'Please!' Spot just grinned at her and began stroking her hair.
He shook his head slightly, making Kayla groan loudly. He raised one eyebrow at her and grinned sideways. "Befere, you know, it gets too heated we'd best be getting to Medda's. We'll pick this up later. Kayla nodded dumbly then smiled up at Spot.
"Whatsever ya say, Mr. Conlon. As long as I get my share of ya."
"Don't worry, you'll be getting plenty enough when I'm done with ya." Spot whispered huskily, giving her one of his famous flirtatious smile. He leaned forward and kissed her gently then slowly slid Kayla to the ground. As he did so, Kayla made sure he felt everything as she pressed against him on her way down. She gave a satisfied smile when she heard Spot give a low growl.
"Come on, my Pretty Face." Spot said, taking her hand leading her with it above his shoulder. "We got a party to be to."
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Big groups of kids were standing in front of the theatre. A huge sign stood above them with the beautiful Medda on it. Kayla had never been to a theatre of any kind, so this was beyond new to her. She and Spot quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Inside were even more newsies. Most were guys but a few girls were her and there, obviously their dates. Kayla cowered and leaned more into Spots back as he led her to the front. Several tables were set right before the stage, mostly filled, but one, directly in front of the stage, was empty.
Kayla saw Jack standing by the stage, pacing back and forth. He looked worried but when he looked up and beamed at them. He rushed over and said very quickly, "Where have ya been? The Brooklyn newsies got here an hour ago. Wait, by the look on your faces I don't want to know. Well, we've been waitin. Everyone wants to see all the new newsies, so come on Duchess." He finished, dragging Kayla away from Spot.
"Wait. What ya talking about Jack? Uhh- wait. Spot? Spot!!" Kayla did not want to go up there. She also did not like being near big crowds and here she was going up before them all! Kayla looked back at Spot pleadingly, but he just waved, smiling, before sitting down at the empty table. I guess Spot gets reserved tables and all here. She thought sarcastically. Why can't I get anything I want here? A way out of here would have done just nicely.
Jack led her off to the side of the auditorium by the stage, were several other Newsies seemed waiting. All of them were guys, ranging from about 18 to 8 years old. Kayla just happened to be the lucky one; she was the only girl. He faced them all and said, "Ok, here's how it goes. I go up there welcoming all of ya, then one by one ya'll come up there' when I say your name. Got it?"
Kayla raised her hand. "Yea, um, I got a question. Do I-?"
"Yes, you have to go up dere? Anyone else? Anyone with -good- questions? Kay', good." The other newsies laughed quietly. Kayla huffed, folding her arms across her chest and glared at Jack. He just grinned, saluted her and went up on the stage.
"Well, my fellow newsies, how ya all been?" An eruption of yelling was heard all through out the theatre. "Ya all waitin to see the beautiful Medda, right?" The yelling was even louder now. "Ok, ok's. I got ya. But first we gots some new newsies here."
Turns out after Jack named all of the guys, telling them also what territory they belonged to, turned and pulled Kayla up on the stage. A couple of whistles were heard hear and there. Kayla blushed and waited for Jack to hurry this up. She didn't want to be up here long, but she happened to also be the last new newsie up there, so Jack was probably going to take his own sweet time. Kayla groaned.
God, how many flippin newsies are there?
Jack hugged Kayla around the shoulders with one arm, looking down at her. "Well boys, now this here is Duchess. She belongs to none other than Manhattan, thank you. Ya guys all got to watch out, ya hear? This one has a mouth of her own, a mighty fine temper and if you piss her off, she'll come after ya, pistol ready." The boys began catcalling, yelling, whistling even more.
"She's the only other newsie girl we got, so you all remember Meow, right?" Yelling began again, louder. Meow stood up from her table, grinning and bowed to the boys. Jack laughed, he glanced down at Kayla, realizing she was blushing a deep cherry red, called to the boys, "She sure is pretty, huh boys?" Now all the boys jumped up, waving their arms, catcalling, yelling sweet nothings to her, one barking, "She's mine!"
Kayla blushed even more and looked down at Spot. He sat there at his table, legs apart, leaning back in his chair, resting his chin between his forefinger and thumb, and grinning immensely at her. She scowled at him, and then looked back across the crowd. The boys were still up, all staring at her. She quickly looked back at Spot, pleading at him with her eyes, 'Please. Do something!'
Spot, finally getting the message through his thick skull, stood up and climbed on the stage. As soon as his raised arms were up, the newsies quieted down almost instantly. He looked over at Kayla and motioned for her. She quickly moved to his side, staying very close, her head almost bent down looking at her feet. Spot just laughed and turned to the theatre.
"Yup, she is pretty but I'm sorry to be the one to break the news to you guys."
Everyone looked around confused. What was 'Brooklyn' going to tell them?
"But, fortunately, she is off limits ta ya all."
Fortunately? Off limits? Wait, what?
Spot looked around for good measure then looked at Kayla. He grinned mysteriously and winked at her. She was about to say 'No, don't do it.' Even though she only knew him for a while now, she knew what 'that look' meant. He was going to do something wicked, fun, and most likely something she wouldn't want to happen, ever.
"Sorry, boys. But she is all mine." Spot grabbed Kayla, wrapping one hand around her waist, the other on her back. He leaned he down and kissed her movie style. Kayla was beyond surprised and couldn't do anything but hold on. Err. I hate being helpless.
The crowd jumped out of their seats, looking surprised also, but most were jumping up, yelling. They always loved a good show. They weren't going to have a try at Kayla now, but they did have dates, well most of them. And Spot could have or will always have any girl or anything he wanted. He always got what he wanted, the newsie said. And there was no way they were going to be in the way of 'Spot Conlon'.
After what seemed like an eternity, not a bad one per say, but indeed a long, Spot pulled away from Kayla, letting go of her. Kayla stumbled getting up, and had to grab Spot's shirt for balance. Spot placed an arm around her and smiled. The boys were still all cheering and Kayla's face was red as a tomato, looking around shyly.
He just laughed and jumped off the stage. He turned back, holding up his hands to lift Kayla off, but she just shoved them away arrogantly and got off herself. Everyone laughed even more now.
Spot sat down, pulling Kayla seat closer to him as she sat down. Kayla buried her face in Spot's neck as he hugged her. She lightly beat his chest with clenched fingers. Spot grinned, and took one of her fists and kissed, drawing Kayla's eyes up to his. She shyly smiled, trying to keep a straight face but couldn't.
"Spot." she wined quietly. "Now why'd you have to go and do that?" Spot gathered her close, resting their foreheads together. "Cause I don't trust those boys. And you are all mine and I'm not sharing." Kayla smiled, shivering inwardly at his deep voice and outward possession claim.
"Now what makes ya think I'm all yours, huh?" Kayla tried to back out of his embrace but Spot tightened his arms. He smirked back at her but was interrupted when Jack called out,
"The beautiful Medda!"
They didn't finish their conversation, for Spot turned Kayla around in his arms and they settled down to watch Medda's grand show for the night.
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Kayla was cuddled against Spots chest with his arms wrapped securely around her. They both were drifting off, sleepy from their long, hard day. All through out the show, many Newsies had come up and chatted with them. Mostly the topic was about their little "entertainment" earlier that evening. At every single remark, Kayla's face would again turn a light shade of pink.
Spot had asked Kayla to join him on the floor when the dancing began. They had almost danced every song. Now all Kayla wanted to do was be held in Spot's strong arms. Her own arms were trapped securely between her chest and his. Spot was resting his chin on her head, watching everything around. Kayla's eyes were closed tightly, trying to drown out the chatter around them.
Spot moved his head down, so he could almost see Kayla's face and whispered, "So, how have ya liked the evening so far?"
Kayla grinned, still not opening her eyes. "Well, Mr. Conlon," she remarked tiredly, but also had her normal witty tone, "It was indeed a eventful evening, but some parts did not fully add up to my taste."
Spot started laughing. "Well, I'm sorry, Miss, but you do also have to admit you are very sexy when your face turns pink like that." Spot smiled victoriously; Kayla's face turned now a deep shade of crimson. She buried her face in his shoulder again. "Oh, come on baby. I was just jokin'. Ya do sure look cute, though." He whispered in her ear.
"Indeed, very cute."
Spot growled. He didn't say it. Someone else did. Who ever this newsie was, talkin about his goil, was gonna get a mouthful. He looked up and froze. Kayla, waiting to hear it from Spot, looked up also and gasped.
Kid Blink was there, arms wrapped around a girl.
Not just any girl. Meow.
Blink had an arm around her waist while one of Meow's was doing the same and both were grinning widely at them. They were both wearing regular Newsie cloths but still looked spectacular. Kayla guessed it was the way their eyes sparkled when they looked at each other.
Meow laughed lightly, and pointed at them. "Um, ya can close your mouths now, ya guys." Spot and Kayla instantly did what she said, shaking their heads, trying to focus. Spot nervously glanced at Kayla, trying to decide how to address this new "occurrence".
"Um. Hullo Meow...Blink. What are you guys doin here- together?"
They both laughed. "It is a newsies party," Blink said. "And, ya know, we are both newsies." He motioned to themselves. Kayla closed her eyes and frustratedly waved her hand in the air and said, "Ya know what we mean. Now tell us. You two together."
Blink held up his hands, and then placed them back in their rightful places; on Meow. "Alright, Alrights. As ya can see Meow is my goil. We've been tagedder two months now." Now Spot and Kayla's mouths reached the floor. "To-two m-m-months?" Kayla stuttered.
Meow laughed. "Is it really hard to believe?" Spot nodded up and down shockingly. "Yes! My second in command with one of the Manhattan newsies and did not inform me about it? And Blink of all people."
Kayla looked at him, "Ya got a problem with Manhattan?" Spot glanced at her, "Of course not. I just meant-"
"What? Ya got a problem with me?" Blink asked, stepping forward, only to be held back by Meow. Spot instantly was on alert. He narrowed his eyes at Blink.
"Now, now, play nicely boys." Kayla said, glaring at both of them. Spot leaned back in his chair with a low growl, not taking his eyes off Blink, and pulled Kayla back to his chest. Now it was Blinks turn to narrow his eyes.
Kayla realizing Spot was going to act on this new "challenger", quickly changed Spots attention. One-way to do that; throw yourself at him. She moved so she sat on his lap and took his face in her hands.
She smiled sweetly at him and whispered so only he heard, "Baby, are you looking forward to the special time you promised?" Spots eyes immediately glazed over, turning a dark, deep blue. He glanced up at the couple standing there but Kayla quickly brought his face back down, and kissed him hard. Spot vigorously wrapped his arms around her small waist and pulled her close. It wasn't a gentle kiss, no. It was one full of passion and lust. One Kayla wanted and knew would take Spot's attention away from the present world and into their own little world.
Their mouths instantly opened, giving permission to the other to search and widen their explorations. Kayla buried her fingers in his soft, sandy blond hair. It was her favorite spot for them during their "moments".
It took three coughs and five clearing of throats before Spot and Kayla realized where they were. They shyly looked up Meow and Blink blushing. Blink looked slightly annoyed but mostly amused. Meow was absolutely happy, and to Kayla, seemed about to start jumping up with joy.
"So, um..." Kayla said looking around, trying to come up with a good topic for a "safe" conversation. She couldn't really think of one, because Spot had his hand on her waist under her shirt, stroking her side with his soft fingers.
Meow squealed and Kayla quickly glanced up at her before Meow pulled her off Spot's lap.
Kayla looked back at Spot's annoyed expression with her confused look as Meow led her into the crowd. "Don't worry Spot, I wont her." And before Kayla could deny her of doing anything to her in the first place, she said, "We're just gonna have a goil talk. Don't kill each other boys."
Meow was leading her by the hand quickly into the crowd. 'The good thing about dis.' Kayla was saying to herself, 'it does pay being Brooklyn's goil.' For everyone person they passed, the crowd made room for them to go by. Well after all, they had Brooklyn's second in command and his goil coming their way and there was also no way they were going to offend either one of them.
They ended up facing each other in a deserted corner. Well, it was deserted after the couples there saw who they were and left. Kayla had a wary look in her eyes. Even though Meow had been decent towards her the last few minutes, it didn't mean she was going to trust her when they were alone. But, surprisingly, Meow had her hands clasped in front of her and was looking annoyingly cheerful. Kayla just rolled her eyes and was unfortunately ignored by Meow.
Meow didn't seem like the type of person, but Kayla was there to testify it, that she was indeed babbling and fast. "I don't believe this. It's never happened before. Not once! Can ya believe it? I mean wow. He just leaves em' after an hour. Well he gets bored with them so that's why. Thank god he does, or I'd just have to beat the shit out of some of them. They are so annoying. Like this one time- wait, I'm getting off track. And also they usually throw themselves at him and after I heard, that didn't really happen for ya, so maybe that's why he went with you. Wow. That's all I got to say. So when I saw-"
Kayla couldn't take anymore of this. She heard most of it, but didn't get the meaning of it. Also she was saying it all way too damn fast. She growled, holding up her hands, "Wait, wait. Hold on Meow. Whats are ya talkin about? I do not understand one word you are saying."
Meow blinked and stared at Kayla. "Don't you get it? He's serious."
As if that explained it all. Errr.
Kayla folded her arms on her chest and snorted, "Obviously I don't if I'm asking..again. Now I'm going to say this slowly- what- do- you- m-"
Meow frustratedly waved her hand in front of her, as if erasing something. Now she looked like the annoyed one. "Im not stupid. Spot. Ya hear me now. We are talking about Spot. Now, don't interrupt me, I know that look, Spot has it on all the time." She took a big breath. "Spot is serious about you. Even though you have been together only for a couple of days, it's the longest time Spot has ever been with a goil. You see it now? You're not just some other goil like the rest. You're the goil."
Kayla's hands slowly went to her side. She looked at the wall next to Meow, confused. Then it donned on her. She looked back to Meow, her right hand waving in front of her, as if it somehow helped clarifying her point even more. "So- you mean..."
"Yeah." Meow said, leaning forward in anticipation; Kayla was finally getting this.
"So, that's means he's-"
"Yeah."
"So, I'm his-"
"Yup."
Now, Kayla clapped her hands together, looking absolutely overjoyed. She squealed a high pitch sound and began jumping up and down, pulling Meow with her. They both began laughing, looking like young schoolgirls jumping over their little crushes. After a few moments of squealing and confused glances thrown their way, Kayla and Meow stopped abruptly. It donned on them also, that they were not friends, not really. They looked away from each other, letting go of the others hands. An uncomfortable silence followed their outburst. So thick, you could swim through it. Meow was the first, or bravest, to break it.
"Um. I was talking to Blink the odder day. He told me about ya, but I didn't realize it was you till after we, um, had our introductions made." Kayla snorted. "But, Blink is making me, so, I want to say sorry." She stuck out her right hand, after spitting it. Kayla looked at it for a moment, then mirrored Meow, and did the same. They smiled, shaking their hands.
Meow folded her arms over her chest and smirked. "Ya've been here a couple of days now, so ya know pretty much how it all works. But if you ever need another girl or just a newsie to talk to, come to me. And if Spot is ever too much trouble for you, you can just tell me and I'll give him a good talkin to." They both laughed.
"Don't worry; I'll remember that offer. So, you with Blink was a big surprise. Didn't expect it."
Meow nodded, "Yea, every one thinks so too. We kept it hidden for awhile but now, we don't care who knows."
"Speaken of Blink, has he ever gotten along Spot?"
Meow thought about it, biting her bottom lip. "Well I don't think so. He would sometimes talk bad about him but so does everyone about Spot. well, behind his back dey do. He never liked it how I was his second in command and especially wit the Brooklyn newsies. Ya have no idea how many times Blink has asked me to go to Brooklyn. Like I mean 'jeesh'. Getting annoying really. He was always afraid I was gonna get hurt. But what do you expect bein with Brooklyn?"
"Yea, Blink seems like the worry type. Surprisingly, so is Spot."
"Oh yea," Meow said quietly, sympathy in her eyes. "How are ya? I mean after today?"
Kayla laughed. "Jeez ya guys. It was just a kiss. Its not like he hit me. I'm alright, seriously. And hey, me and Spot kicked his ass afterwards, so I am doing very well at the moment."
Meow laughed also, "That was a pretty good sight. Spot goin after Bronx. I'd pay to see that again. And I'd also pay to get my own hands on him. Well, we'd best go back, we don't want to leave-"
Kayla finished her sentence, eyes widening, "-Spot and Blink alone. Uh- oh." They turned around and began rushing back to Spot and Blink. Most newsies were able to move but some were caught in the way and pushed by the girls.
They found Spot and Blink standing on the other side of the other, glaring daggers. They both were leaning on their hands, knuckles white from their grips on the table.
Kayla cautiously walked up to Spot, glancing back and forth between the guys. She stood up to the side Spot and slowly slid her hands up his back, resting them on his shoulders. That got Spot's attention. He looked down at her.
"What's the matter here, Spot?"
He glanced sharply at Blink, the back to Kayla. "Oh, nothin, pretty face." He said in sarcasm. Kayla frowned, making Spot sigh. "Blink is just bein' an ass. Now back to where we were, I'll tell ya again. Either I kick yer ass or you take care of Meow."
"Obviously I can, if I've been wit her for two months, not two days Brooklyn, like you usually use to." Blink said, with as much anger as there was in Spot's eyes.
Spot glared at Blink, narrowing his eyes, "Watch it, newsie. I might do something rash, and its not goin to be my fault for it." Spot's eyes were his normal silver blue color, but Kayla saw the fierceness in them. Spot was getting furious, fast.
"What? Like finding another goil for the hour. Then dumping her and goin after the next goil that passes by. Ya can't keep a goil even if ya tried. I don't blame em'."
Spot growled and lunged. But didn't get too far, for Kayla had pushed him to the side before he tackled Blink. With Spot's momentum and her push, they landed to the side of their table. She looked up to see a very pissed of Meow telling a very annoyed Blink off.
Kayla looked down to Spot and said sternly, "Don't do that again, it is not helping." She assisted him up and they turned back to Meow and Blink.
Blink was muttering 'Come get me' s to Spot until Meow hit him hard on the arm. Kayla glared at Blink. He was taunting Spot but she wouldn't have any of it. Spot was breathing fast; fuming mad and Kayla wouldn't let him defend his title. She turned to Spot and soothingly said, "Baby, baby. Calm down. You know he's just watchin out for me."
Spot sighed and looked down at her. "I know." He said it in a quiet voice. His next choice of words surprised her. It wasn't the words that were spoken; it was how they were said. They sounded vulnerable. "He's just- he's just wrong. That's what. He just can't go around sayin that like its true. It's not anymore; you gotta believe-"
She smiled up at, tenderly rubbing his face. "Of course I believe ya's. Don't worry's. I do, no matter how ya were in the past. The only thing that matters now is that were together." She kissed him gently before turning around, pointing an accusing finger at Blink. He backed away a step when he saw her eyes. "Now don't you do that again. Ya hear me Blink? I'm happy with Spot, so I don't want ya doing anyting stupid about it. Don't go barging in on my life, thinking I'm gonna get hoit because I did once, thinking that's how its always gonna be. I'm happy."
Blink gulped and then nodded. Spot began laughing. Blink seemed he wasn't scared of him but when Kayla went after him. Now that was funny. All three of them turned to him glaring. Spot swallowed his laugh, thinking he would gloat about it later. It was weird how Kayla had this overpowering look about her. She could be a leader of her own newsies if she wanted. Spot thought, smiling, watching his 'goil' rant off still at Blink and Meow laughing her head off at his reaction to this. She may be just a goil but she was one hell of a goil. She's my goil. Spot smirked, grinning at the future that held for them. It's going to be one hell of a time.
When Kayla stopped to catch he breath, Spot held her in his arms from behind and whispered loud enough for everyone to here near them, "That's me goil,"
Blink ignored that comment and looked over at Meow. "What ya doin there laughin? Yer supposed ta be standin up fer me, ya know?""
Meow was doubled over, laughing hysterically, tears at the corners of her eyes. "Man, she told ya! That was the funniest face I've ever seen ya have. Whew. That was funny." She tried catching her breath but when she saw Blinks smirking face, she began laughing harder. "And ya want a goil to defend ya? I thought you were my man? Not a-" Blink had grabbed her and began tickling her ferociously. She readily gave in. Obviously she must have been very ticklish. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. How can I eva' make it up to ya?" she said it suggestively and was rewarded when Blink, holding her close, grinned sideways, raising an eyebrow. "Well there is one way," he said, coming close to her lips.
But Spot and Kayla leaned forward, their hands raised, yelling, "Wait, No!" Blink and Meow laughed, looking over at them slightly annoyed.
"Do it on yer own time, in a room." Kayla said, accenting on the last word slowly.
"Yeah," Spot said, "Away from innocents eye's." All three of the looked at him again, and he blushed. "Okay, just don't do it in front of me." The couple just laughed, walking away, holding each other, muttering, "Spot innocent? Yeah right."
Kayla giggled softly, turning around, wrapping her arms around Spot's neck. "Who would have thought?" he said.
Kayla agreed. "Yeah. You innocent?"
Spot rolled his eyes. "Hey. Watch it there, pretty face. And ya know what I means- Blink and Meow."
Kayla laughed, "Yes, I know what ya means. And, oh yeah. What was that about between ya and Blink? Looked like you were gonna kill each other."
Spot sighed. "I said don't hoit Meow and he said kind of the same thing and then I said-" Kayla giggled, "I get it. Ya care fer Meow."
"No, I don't. It's just-"
"Ahh. Spot Conlon gots a weak spot fer a goil. That makes you're a goily goil.
Spot looked down and playfully pouted. "Your always mean to me."
Kayla slid her hands back into Spot's hair, leaning forward so their forehands touched. "Ahh, my poor baby. Ya just have the worst problems, don't ya?"
Spot smirked now, "You're my only problem."
Kayla mockingly gasped, pulling away. Spot laughed, and began advancing on her. Realizing this, Kayla squealed and ran into the crowd. She dodged people here and there, ducking under arms, as fast as she could. Spot was hot on her tail. Kayla ran through a back door and up in a dark room. She stared at it for a moment before she remembered Spot was coming and turned around fast to shut the door. But spot was already there, trying to get in. they had a push and shove fight until Spot was able to win his way through and shut the door, then locking it.
He grinned recklessly as Kayla backed up. It was still dark in the room but a window showed the brightness of the moon and the street corner light. The room was big for a storage room that held props and equipment. Spot, quick as lightning, darted his hand out and grabbed her. Kayla noticing this, tried to move but Spot was too fast. He placed his arm around her waist, while Kayla cautiously placed her hands on his chest. Spot pushed her up against the wall, leaning into her. He moved an arm, resting it up near her head, while the other stayed securely on her waist.
"Now, since you are always causin troubles for me, about ya make it up to me?" he whispered close to her face, staring at her lips.
Kayla breathed in a sharp gasp. Her head was flat against the wall behind her as she stared back him. When he looked at her lips like that, with such hunger and desire, she was lost. It frightened her but oh, when it came to him, she wanted it no other way. She loved it when he was gentle but when he was this way; she wanted him just as much as he did.
She tried smirking but couldn't succeed in moving anything but her mouth. "Okay, what would ya like? A slap or a punch, cause we both know ya deserve that, huh?" she asked, smiling once innocently then licked her lips. She saw his eyes go another darker shade of blue.
Spot's look didn't even waver as he leaned in closer to her face. "I was thinking somethin else might do." He kissed her gently once but immediately turned it passionate as he grabbed her close, demanding her mouth like a babe starved of milk. Kayla threw her arms around his neck, gathering him closer for more. But just as their hands were starting to explore, a loud banging was heard on the other side of the room on the door. Spot and Kayla jumped then gave sighs of frustration once they realized who it was.
"Spot Conlon. I know ya have her in there. I saw both of ya. Ya bring her out now. She's got to go back to Manhattan not Brooklyn. Ya can see her tamorrow." Spot groaned, resting his forehead on the wall. He banged it against the wall a couple of time before glaring at Kayla. She was laughing at him, thinking his reaction to what Blink said was funny. He growled at her, which made her laugh even harder, and then pulled her over to the door.
He unlatched the lock to reveal a pissed off Blink and an amused Meow. Blink grabbed Kayla by the arm and started taking her out to the door. Spot called Blinks name. He had one hand resting on his hip, while looking down to the ground, with the other hand in the air, motioning Blink back with two fingers. When Blink walked back with Kayla, Spot looked up. He had a what-do-you-think-you're-doing- look on his face acting as if nothing cared to him as he inspected his nails. "Blink, give her here. And befere ya say no, realize this: you just took my goil out of my arms, without letting me even say goodbye to her and especially as I was having a "special" moment wit her. Hand her here."
Blink stared at Spot a moment dumbly, then as what Spot said donned on him he let go of Kayla's hand. Kayla laughed and leaned up to kiss Blink on the cheek. "Don't worry. We'll be there in five minutes. Good night Meow. See ya later."
Meow looked back at Spot shacking her head, with a pleased look in her eyes before waving to Kayla, dragging a confused Blink away. "Hey....waits." he mumbled.
Kayla laughed again, looking at the retreating pair. They sure were something. Spot slipped his hand in hers. They made their way back to Manhattans lodge house in comfortable silence, both thinking up on their on thoughts about earlier that day. Spot was going to stop at the door and say goodnight there but Kayla passed by the door and walked into the ally. She let go of his hand as she began to climb up a fire escape ladder. 'Which happens to lead right up to her room.' Spot remarked to himself joyfully. He followed her right on up.
When he was though the window he looked around the room. There was a large dresser in the corner, a desk next to it and also spacious closet near it. There was a bed next to window with a chest at the foot of it. He whistled before looking at Kayla. "Nice room." He remarked. Kayla just smiled. She motioned him to join her at the head of the bed. Spot grinned before crawling up to sit next to her. Kayla climbed on his lap, wrapping her arms around him. "Stay with me." She whispered before looking up at him. Spot just cleared his throat. She didn't mean- did she? They shouldn't be doing that just yet- should they? Was she even ready for this? Yeah, but- All these questions were going through Spot's mind, making him feel a little nervous. Yeah, he always did get together with girls on the first night, but this was Kayla. And she was different.
"Um- Kayla. I don't thinks..."
Kayla placed two fingers on his lips, shushing him before she said, "That wasn't what I meant. I want you to stay with me till I fall asleep. Please?" Spot nodded. He got up to take off her shoes and his. Kayla got up, pulling out a large shirt from the dresser. Just as she was about to take off her own shirt she remembered Spot was still there. "Do ya mind?"
Spot grinned from his seat on the bed. "I don't mind lookin if that's what ya mean." Kayla growled.
Spot turned.
Kayla hurriedly removed her pants and shirt slipping on her oversized nightshirt. She didn't know if she should be wearing this with Spot here but this was always what she wore when she went to sleep. She signaled Spot to turn back around, before folding up her clothes placing them on the chest.
Kayla looked at Spot to see he was staring at her. He held out his hand to her. She walked forward and took it. Spot pulled her down so she lay on top of him. Before he could do anything, Kayla said, "No funny business, mister. We got to get to sleep."
Spot pouted, "Ahh, you're no fun."
Spot wrapped an arm around her, the other holding her head. He tugged her down to his lips, kissing her tenderly a couple of times. But he wouldn't let it go any farther then that.
Spot gently pushed her off himself, having her lay down before he took of his shirt, throwing it off to the side of the room. He lay back down, pulling Kayla securely back into his arms. He kissed her once on the forehead after settling back down. They both sighed in content, snuggling even closer, then drifted off to peaceful sleep.
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"Dancin' and Announcin"
CH 8
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The sun was low into the evening. The sky swirled in reds and purples. The glittering stars showing just barely. Many family's were home waiting for their fathers to return to their warn homes.
Spot had told his newsies to go on ahead so he could walk with Kayla.
"You okay?" Spot had asked for the thirteenth time.
Kayla rolled her eyes. She was holding Spot's index finger with her own and they were swinging their arms back and forth slowly. Spot kept looking over at her, stealing glances from time to time, and thinking that they went unnoticed. He was obviously worried but it was just getting ridiculous now.
They were about 4 blocks from Medda's and were just passing an old, red brick building. Kayla, trying to figure a way to answer him so that he wouldn't ask again, looked at the building, raising her eyebrows, smiling sideways. She looked over at Spot. He just looked back quizzically, recognizing the gleam in her eyes.
Kayla grabbed him by his shirtfront with both hands and pushed him up against the wall. She had the face of a seducer on, looking him up and down, eyeing him hungrily.
"Why Mr. Conlon, it was just a kiss and nothin' more. You have no need to worry about little ol' me." Kayla stated in a southern belle accent, smirking at him.
Spot grinned now, but made no move to change these results and stayed where he was, making her think she was winning.
Deep with in his chest he whispered so enticingly low that a made its way down her back, "So are you implying that it's just a kiss when you kiss me?" He moved his mouth and began sucking on her collarbone. Unfortunately or fortunately, however way you look at it, she had forgot to fasten up the top buttons on her shirt, and now it was exposed to him.
Kayla shivered slightly. Oh, how she would love waking up to that voice, lying on that hard chest, getting sweet and sexy gestures like that. Hey, she thought. She was the seducer here, not him. He wasn't going to change the game here; she was leader and soon to be winner here.
She pressed her body hard up against his length and whispered slowly in his ear after kissing the soft area below the ear lobe, "Never. It's always somethin' more when I get to touch you."
Spots eyes widened and his mouth resembled a perfect 'O'. But when Kayla slowly brought her face in front of his, he quickly regained his posture. Kayla grinned, eyes sparkling under lowered eyelashes; she had seen his expression.
Spot gulped and leaned his head against the wall, staring at her with dark blue, almost black eyes. Kayla threw her head back, laughing. Spot was mesmerized by it. A sweet sound, a ringing of bells but when she kissed, he soon remembered where he was. She pressed her lips to his, drove her tongue into his mouth and was lost. The dark chocolate was there but there was also something more. Almost like the taste of New York's finest brandy. It soon became an addiction and she couldn't get enough of it.
Spots arms instantly went around her waist, pulling her even closer. Kayla's hands roamed Spots body; up his chest, fingers playing with his hair, all movements enticing a low growl from the back of Spot's throat. Kayla smiled within the kiss. She knew she won this unspoken challenge. Chalk one up for Kayla, she thought.
Or so she wished.
Spot moved his hands to her hips and picked her up. Kayla wrapped her legs around his hard waist and was shoved roughly up against the wall. Spot placed his hands on either side of her on the wall. They both moaned, kissing, moving their heads from side to side trying to taste each other, trying to get more.
Kayla moaned slightly when Spot began sucking her lower lip. After a few pleasurable moments like this Spot stopped his fierceness and began kissing her gently. Kayla whimpered, she didn't want it to be gentle; she wanted to feel his need, his desire of her. But Spot kept with his tenderness, no matter what kind of kiss she gave, no matter what kind of move she did with her hips. He brushed her lips once, twice then completely pulled his lips away. Kayla whimpered, trying to chase his lips back but he wouldn't let them come in reach of hers.
Kayla pouted, looking up at him deprived. Her eyes just screamed, 'Please!' Spot just grinned at her and began stroking her hair.
He shook his head slightly, making Kayla groan loudly. He raised one eyebrow at her and grinned sideways. "Befere, you know, it gets too heated we'd best be getting to Medda's. We'll pick this up later. Kayla nodded dumbly then smiled up at Spot.
"Whatsever ya say, Mr. Conlon. As long as I get my share of ya."
"Don't worry, you'll be getting plenty enough when I'm done with ya." Spot whispered huskily, giving her one of his famous flirtatious smile. He leaned forward and kissed her gently then slowly slid Kayla to the ground. As he did so, Kayla made sure he felt everything as she pressed against him on her way down. She gave a satisfied smile when she heard Spot give a low growl.
"Come on, my Pretty Face." Spot said, taking her hand leading her with it above his shoulder. "We got a party to be to."
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Big groups of kids were standing in front of the theatre. A huge sign stood above them with the beautiful Medda on it. Kayla had never been to a theatre of any kind, so this was beyond new to her. She and Spot quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Inside were even more newsies. Most were guys but a few girls were her and there, obviously their dates. Kayla cowered and leaned more into Spots back as he led her to the front. Several tables were set right before the stage, mostly filled, but one, directly in front of the stage, was empty.
Kayla saw Jack standing by the stage, pacing back and forth. He looked worried but when he looked up and beamed at them. He rushed over and said very quickly, "Where have ya been? The Brooklyn newsies got here an hour ago. Wait, by the look on your faces I don't want to know. Well, we've been waitin. Everyone wants to see all the new newsies, so come on Duchess." He finished, dragging Kayla away from Spot.
"Wait. What ya talking about Jack? Uhh- wait. Spot? Spot!!" Kayla did not want to go up there. She also did not like being near big crowds and here she was going up before them all! Kayla looked back at Spot pleadingly, but he just waved, smiling, before sitting down at the empty table. I guess Spot gets reserved tables and all here. She thought sarcastically. Why can't I get anything I want here? A way out of here would have done just nicely.
Jack led her off to the side of the auditorium by the stage, were several other Newsies seemed waiting. All of them were guys, ranging from about 18 to 8 years old. Kayla just happened to be the lucky one; she was the only girl. He faced them all and said, "Ok, here's how it goes. I go up there welcoming all of ya, then one by one ya'll come up there' when I say your name. Got it?"
Kayla raised her hand. "Yea, um, I got a question. Do I-?"
"Yes, you have to go up dere? Anyone else? Anyone with -good- questions? Kay', good." The other newsies laughed quietly. Kayla huffed, folding her arms across her chest and glared at Jack. He just grinned, saluted her and went up on the stage.
"Well, my fellow newsies, how ya all been?" An eruption of yelling was heard all through out the theatre. "Ya all waitin to see the beautiful Medda, right?" The yelling was even louder now. "Ok, ok's. I got ya. But first we gots some new newsies here."
Turns out after Jack named all of the guys, telling them also what territory they belonged to, turned and pulled Kayla up on the stage. A couple of whistles were heard hear and there. Kayla blushed and waited for Jack to hurry this up. She didn't want to be up here long, but she happened to also be the last new newsie up there, so Jack was probably going to take his own sweet time. Kayla groaned.
God, how many flippin newsies are there?
Jack hugged Kayla around the shoulders with one arm, looking down at her. "Well boys, now this here is Duchess. She belongs to none other than Manhattan, thank you. Ya guys all got to watch out, ya hear? This one has a mouth of her own, a mighty fine temper and if you piss her off, she'll come after ya, pistol ready." The boys began catcalling, yelling, whistling even more.
"She's the only other newsie girl we got, so you all remember Meow, right?" Yelling began again, louder. Meow stood up from her table, grinning and bowed to the boys. Jack laughed, he glanced down at Kayla, realizing she was blushing a deep cherry red, called to the boys, "She sure is pretty, huh boys?" Now all the boys jumped up, waving their arms, catcalling, yelling sweet nothings to her, one barking, "She's mine!"
Kayla blushed even more and looked down at Spot. He sat there at his table, legs apart, leaning back in his chair, resting his chin between his forefinger and thumb, and grinning immensely at her. She scowled at him, and then looked back across the crowd. The boys were still up, all staring at her. She quickly looked back at Spot, pleading at him with her eyes, 'Please. Do something!'
Spot, finally getting the message through his thick skull, stood up and climbed on the stage. As soon as his raised arms were up, the newsies quieted down almost instantly. He looked over at Kayla and motioned for her. She quickly moved to his side, staying very close, her head almost bent down looking at her feet. Spot just laughed and turned to the theatre.
"Yup, she is pretty but I'm sorry to be the one to break the news to you guys."
Everyone looked around confused. What was 'Brooklyn' going to tell them?
"But, fortunately, she is off limits ta ya all."
Fortunately? Off limits? Wait, what?
Spot looked around for good measure then looked at Kayla. He grinned mysteriously and winked at her. She was about to say 'No, don't do it.' Even though she only knew him for a while now, she knew what 'that look' meant. He was going to do something wicked, fun, and most likely something she wouldn't want to happen, ever.
"Sorry, boys. But she is all mine." Spot grabbed Kayla, wrapping one hand around her waist, the other on her back. He leaned he down and kissed her movie style. Kayla was beyond surprised and couldn't do anything but hold on. Err. I hate being helpless.
The crowd jumped out of their seats, looking surprised also, but most were jumping up, yelling. They always loved a good show. They weren't going to have a try at Kayla now, but they did have dates, well most of them. And Spot could have or will always have any girl or anything he wanted. He always got what he wanted, the newsie said. And there was no way they were going to be in the way of 'Spot Conlon'.
After what seemed like an eternity, not a bad one per say, but indeed a long, Spot pulled away from Kayla, letting go of her. Kayla stumbled getting up, and had to grab Spot's shirt for balance. Spot placed an arm around her and smiled. The boys were still all cheering and Kayla's face was red as a tomato, looking around shyly.
He just laughed and jumped off the stage. He turned back, holding up his hands to lift Kayla off, but she just shoved them away arrogantly and got off herself. Everyone laughed even more now.
Spot sat down, pulling Kayla seat closer to him as she sat down. Kayla buried her face in Spot's neck as he hugged her. She lightly beat his chest with clenched fingers. Spot grinned, and took one of her fists and kissed, drawing Kayla's eyes up to his. She shyly smiled, trying to keep a straight face but couldn't.
"Spot." she wined quietly. "Now why'd you have to go and do that?" Spot gathered her close, resting their foreheads together. "Cause I don't trust those boys. And you are all mine and I'm not sharing." Kayla smiled, shivering inwardly at his deep voice and outward possession claim.
"Now what makes ya think I'm all yours, huh?" Kayla tried to back out of his embrace but Spot tightened his arms. He smirked back at her but was interrupted when Jack called out,
"The beautiful Medda!"
They didn't finish their conversation, for Spot turned Kayla around in his arms and they settled down to watch Medda's grand show for the night.
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Kayla was cuddled against Spots chest with his arms wrapped securely around her. They both were drifting off, sleepy from their long, hard day. All through out the show, many Newsies had come up and chatted with them. Mostly the topic was about their little "entertainment" earlier that evening. At every single remark, Kayla's face would again turn a light shade of pink.
Spot had asked Kayla to join him on the floor when the dancing began. They had almost danced every song. Now all Kayla wanted to do was be held in Spot's strong arms. Her own arms were trapped securely between her chest and his. Spot was resting his chin on her head, watching everything around. Kayla's eyes were closed tightly, trying to drown out the chatter around them.
Spot moved his head down, so he could almost see Kayla's face and whispered, "So, how have ya liked the evening so far?"
Kayla grinned, still not opening her eyes. "Well, Mr. Conlon," she remarked tiredly, but also had her normal witty tone, "It was indeed a eventful evening, but some parts did not fully add up to my taste."
Spot started laughing. "Well, I'm sorry, Miss, but you do also have to admit you are very sexy when your face turns pink like that." Spot smiled victoriously; Kayla's face turned now a deep shade of crimson. She buried her face in his shoulder again. "Oh, come on baby. I was just jokin'. Ya do sure look cute, though." He whispered in her ear.
"Indeed, very cute."
Spot growled. He didn't say it. Someone else did. Who ever this newsie was, talkin about his goil, was gonna get a mouthful. He looked up and froze. Kayla, waiting to hear it from Spot, looked up also and gasped.
Kid Blink was there, arms wrapped around a girl.
Not just any girl. Meow.
Blink had an arm around her waist while one of Meow's was doing the same and both were grinning widely at them. They were both wearing regular Newsie cloths but still looked spectacular. Kayla guessed it was the way their eyes sparkled when they looked at each other.
Meow laughed lightly, and pointed at them. "Um, ya can close your mouths now, ya guys." Spot and Kayla instantly did what she said, shaking their heads, trying to focus. Spot nervously glanced at Kayla, trying to decide how to address this new "occurrence".
"Um. Hullo Meow...Blink. What are you guys doin here- together?"
They both laughed. "It is a newsies party," Blink said. "And, ya know, we are both newsies." He motioned to themselves. Kayla closed her eyes and frustratedly waved her hand in the air and said, "Ya know what we mean. Now tell us. You two together."
Blink held up his hands, and then placed them back in their rightful places; on Meow. "Alright, Alrights. As ya can see Meow is my goil. We've been tagedder two months now." Now Spot and Kayla's mouths reached the floor. "To-two m-m-months?" Kayla stuttered.
Meow laughed. "Is it really hard to believe?" Spot nodded up and down shockingly. "Yes! My second in command with one of the Manhattan newsies and did not inform me about it? And Blink of all people."
Kayla looked at him, "Ya got a problem with Manhattan?" Spot glanced at her, "Of course not. I just meant-"
"What? Ya got a problem with me?" Blink asked, stepping forward, only to be held back by Meow. Spot instantly was on alert. He narrowed his eyes at Blink.
"Now, now, play nicely boys." Kayla said, glaring at both of them. Spot leaned back in his chair with a low growl, not taking his eyes off Blink, and pulled Kayla back to his chest. Now it was Blinks turn to narrow his eyes.
Kayla realizing Spot was going to act on this new "challenger", quickly changed Spots attention. One-way to do that; throw yourself at him. She moved so she sat on his lap and took his face in her hands.
She smiled sweetly at him and whispered so only he heard, "Baby, are you looking forward to the special time you promised?" Spots eyes immediately glazed over, turning a dark, deep blue. He glanced up at the couple standing there but Kayla quickly brought his face back down, and kissed him hard. Spot vigorously wrapped his arms around her small waist and pulled her close. It wasn't a gentle kiss, no. It was one full of passion and lust. One Kayla wanted and knew would take Spot's attention away from the present world and into their own little world.
Their mouths instantly opened, giving permission to the other to search and widen their explorations. Kayla buried her fingers in his soft, sandy blond hair. It was her favorite spot for them during their "moments".
It took three coughs and five clearing of throats before Spot and Kayla realized where they were. They shyly looked up Meow and Blink blushing. Blink looked slightly annoyed but mostly amused. Meow was absolutely happy, and to Kayla, seemed about to start jumping up with joy.
"So, um..." Kayla said looking around, trying to come up with a good topic for a "safe" conversation. She couldn't really think of one, because Spot had his hand on her waist under her shirt, stroking her side with his soft fingers.
Meow squealed and Kayla quickly glanced up at her before Meow pulled her off Spot's lap.
Kayla looked back at Spot's annoyed expression with her confused look as Meow led her into the crowd. "Don't worry Spot, I wont her." And before Kayla could deny her of doing anything to her in the first place, she said, "We're just gonna have a goil talk. Don't kill each other boys."
Meow was leading her by the hand quickly into the crowd. 'The good thing about dis.' Kayla was saying to herself, 'it does pay being Brooklyn's goil.' For everyone person they passed, the crowd made room for them to go by. Well after all, they had Brooklyn's second in command and his goil coming their way and there was also no way they were going to offend either one of them.
They ended up facing each other in a deserted corner. Well, it was deserted after the couples there saw who they were and left. Kayla had a wary look in her eyes. Even though Meow had been decent towards her the last few minutes, it didn't mean she was going to trust her when they were alone. But, surprisingly, Meow had her hands clasped in front of her and was looking annoyingly cheerful. Kayla just rolled her eyes and was unfortunately ignored by Meow.
Meow didn't seem like the type of person, but Kayla was there to testify it, that she was indeed babbling and fast. "I don't believe this. It's never happened before. Not once! Can ya believe it? I mean wow. He just leaves em' after an hour. Well he gets bored with them so that's why. Thank god he does, or I'd just have to beat the shit out of some of them. They are so annoying. Like this one time- wait, I'm getting off track. And also they usually throw themselves at him and after I heard, that didn't really happen for ya, so maybe that's why he went with you. Wow. That's all I got to say. So when I saw-"
Kayla couldn't take anymore of this. She heard most of it, but didn't get the meaning of it. Also she was saying it all way too damn fast. She growled, holding up her hands, "Wait, wait. Hold on Meow. Whats are ya talkin about? I do not understand one word you are saying."
Meow blinked and stared at Kayla. "Don't you get it? He's serious."
As if that explained it all. Errr.
Kayla folded her arms on her chest and snorted, "Obviously I don't if I'm asking..again. Now I'm going to say this slowly- what- do- you- m-"
Meow frustratedly waved her hand in front of her, as if erasing something. Now she looked like the annoyed one. "Im not stupid. Spot. Ya hear me now. We are talking about Spot. Now, don't interrupt me, I know that look, Spot has it on all the time." She took a big breath. "Spot is serious about you. Even though you have been together only for a couple of days, it's the longest time Spot has ever been with a goil. You see it now? You're not just some other goil like the rest. You're the goil."
Kayla's hands slowly went to her side. She looked at the wall next to Meow, confused. Then it donned on her. She looked back to Meow, her right hand waving in front of her, as if it somehow helped clarifying her point even more. "So- you mean..."
"Yeah." Meow said, leaning forward in anticipation; Kayla was finally getting this.
"So, that's means he's-"
"Yeah."
"So, I'm his-"
"Yup."
Now, Kayla clapped her hands together, looking absolutely overjoyed. She squealed a high pitch sound and began jumping up and down, pulling Meow with her. They both began laughing, looking like young schoolgirls jumping over their little crushes. After a few moments of squealing and confused glances thrown their way, Kayla and Meow stopped abruptly. It donned on them also, that they were not friends, not really. They looked away from each other, letting go of the others hands. An uncomfortable silence followed their outburst. So thick, you could swim through it. Meow was the first, or bravest, to break it.
"Um. I was talking to Blink the odder day. He told me about ya, but I didn't realize it was you till after we, um, had our introductions made." Kayla snorted. "But, Blink is making me, so, I want to say sorry." She stuck out her right hand, after spitting it. Kayla looked at it for a moment, then mirrored Meow, and did the same. They smiled, shaking their hands.
Meow folded her arms over her chest and smirked. "Ya've been here a couple of days now, so ya know pretty much how it all works. But if you ever need another girl or just a newsie to talk to, come to me. And if Spot is ever too much trouble for you, you can just tell me and I'll give him a good talkin to." They both laughed.
"Don't worry; I'll remember that offer. So, you with Blink was a big surprise. Didn't expect it."
Meow nodded, "Yea, every one thinks so too. We kept it hidden for awhile but now, we don't care who knows."
"Speaken of Blink, has he ever gotten along Spot?"
Meow thought about it, biting her bottom lip. "Well I don't think so. He would sometimes talk bad about him but so does everyone about Spot. well, behind his back dey do. He never liked it how I was his second in command and especially wit the Brooklyn newsies. Ya have no idea how many times Blink has asked me to go to Brooklyn. Like I mean 'jeesh'. Getting annoying really. He was always afraid I was gonna get hurt. But what do you expect bein with Brooklyn?"
"Yea, Blink seems like the worry type. Surprisingly, so is Spot."
"Oh yea," Meow said quietly, sympathy in her eyes. "How are ya? I mean after today?"
Kayla laughed. "Jeez ya guys. It was just a kiss. Its not like he hit me. I'm alright, seriously. And hey, me and Spot kicked his ass afterwards, so I am doing very well at the moment."
Meow laughed also, "That was a pretty good sight. Spot goin after Bronx. I'd pay to see that again. And I'd also pay to get my own hands on him. Well, we'd best go back, we don't want to leave-"
Kayla finished her sentence, eyes widening, "-Spot and Blink alone. Uh- oh." They turned around and began rushing back to Spot and Blink. Most newsies were able to move but some were caught in the way and pushed by the girls.
They found Spot and Blink standing on the other side of the other, glaring daggers. They both were leaning on their hands, knuckles white from their grips on the table.
Kayla cautiously walked up to Spot, glancing back and forth between the guys. She stood up to the side Spot and slowly slid her hands up his back, resting them on his shoulders. That got Spot's attention. He looked down at her.
"What's the matter here, Spot?"
He glanced sharply at Blink, the back to Kayla. "Oh, nothin, pretty face." He said in sarcasm. Kayla frowned, making Spot sigh. "Blink is just bein' an ass. Now back to where we were, I'll tell ya again. Either I kick yer ass or you take care of Meow."
"Obviously I can, if I've been wit her for two months, not two days Brooklyn, like you usually use to." Blink said, with as much anger as there was in Spot's eyes.
Spot glared at Blink, narrowing his eyes, "Watch it, newsie. I might do something rash, and its not goin to be my fault for it." Spot's eyes were his normal silver blue color, but Kayla saw the fierceness in them. Spot was getting furious, fast.
"What? Like finding another goil for the hour. Then dumping her and goin after the next goil that passes by. Ya can't keep a goil even if ya tried. I don't blame em'."
Spot growled and lunged. But didn't get too far, for Kayla had pushed him to the side before he tackled Blink. With Spot's momentum and her push, they landed to the side of their table. She looked up to see a very pissed of Meow telling a very annoyed Blink off.
Kayla looked down to Spot and said sternly, "Don't do that again, it is not helping." She assisted him up and they turned back to Meow and Blink.
Blink was muttering 'Come get me' s to Spot until Meow hit him hard on the arm. Kayla glared at Blink. He was taunting Spot but she wouldn't have any of it. Spot was breathing fast; fuming mad and Kayla wouldn't let him defend his title. She turned to Spot and soothingly said, "Baby, baby. Calm down. You know he's just watchin out for me."
Spot sighed and looked down at her. "I know." He said it in a quiet voice. His next choice of words surprised her. It wasn't the words that were spoken; it was how they were said. They sounded vulnerable. "He's just- he's just wrong. That's what. He just can't go around sayin that like its true. It's not anymore; you gotta believe-"
She smiled up at, tenderly rubbing his face. "Of course I believe ya's. Don't worry's. I do, no matter how ya were in the past. The only thing that matters now is that were together." She kissed him gently before turning around, pointing an accusing finger at Blink. He backed away a step when he saw her eyes. "Now don't you do that again. Ya hear me Blink? I'm happy with Spot, so I don't want ya doing anyting stupid about it. Don't go barging in on my life, thinking I'm gonna get hoit because I did once, thinking that's how its always gonna be. I'm happy."
Blink gulped and then nodded. Spot began laughing. Blink seemed he wasn't scared of him but when Kayla went after him. Now that was funny. All three of them turned to him glaring. Spot swallowed his laugh, thinking he would gloat about it later. It was weird how Kayla had this overpowering look about her. She could be a leader of her own newsies if she wanted. Spot thought, smiling, watching his 'goil' rant off still at Blink and Meow laughing her head off at his reaction to this. She may be just a goil but she was one hell of a goil. She's my goil. Spot smirked, grinning at the future that held for them. It's going to be one hell of a time.
When Kayla stopped to catch he breath, Spot held her in his arms from behind and whispered loud enough for everyone to here near them, "That's me goil,"
Blink ignored that comment and looked over at Meow. "What ya doin there laughin? Yer supposed ta be standin up fer me, ya know?""
Meow was doubled over, laughing hysterically, tears at the corners of her eyes. "Man, she told ya! That was the funniest face I've ever seen ya have. Whew. That was funny." She tried catching her breath but when she saw Blinks smirking face, she began laughing harder. "And ya want a goil to defend ya? I thought you were my man? Not a-" Blink had grabbed her and began tickling her ferociously. She readily gave in. Obviously she must have been very ticklish. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. How can I eva' make it up to ya?" she said it suggestively and was rewarded when Blink, holding her close, grinned sideways, raising an eyebrow. "Well there is one way," he said, coming close to her lips.
But Spot and Kayla leaned forward, their hands raised, yelling, "Wait, No!" Blink and Meow laughed, looking over at them slightly annoyed.
"Do it on yer own time, in a room." Kayla said, accenting on the last word slowly.
"Yeah," Spot said, "Away from innocents eye's." All three of the looked at him again, and he blushed. "Okay, just don't do it in front of me." The couple just laughed, walking away, holding each other, muttering, "Spot innocent? Yeah right."
Kayla giggled softly, turning around, wrapping her arms around Spot's neck. "Who would have thought?" he said.
Kayla agreed. "Yeah. You innocent?"
Spot rolled his eyes. "Hey. Watch it there, pretty face. And ya know what I means- Blink and Meow."
Kayla laughed, "Yes, I know what ya means. And, oh yeah. What was that about between ya and Blink? Looked like you were gonna kill each other."
Spot sighed. "I said don't hoit Meow and he said kind of the same thing and then I said-" Kayla giggled, "I get it. Ya care fer Meow."
"No, I don't. It's just-"
"Ahh. Spot Conlon gots a weak spot fer a goil. That makes you're a goily goil.
Spot looked down and playfully pouted. "Your always mean to me."
Kayla slid her hands back into Spot's hair, leaning forward so their forehands touched. "Ahh, my poor baby. Ya just have the worst problems, don't ya?"
Spot smirked now, "You're my only problem."
Kayla mockingly gasped, pulling away. Spot laughed, and began advancing on her. Realizing this, Kayla squealed and ran into the crowd. She dodged people here and there, ducking under arms, as fast as she could. Spot was hot on her tail. Kayla ran through a back door and up in a dark room. She stared at it for a moment before she remembered Spot was coming and turned around fast to shut the door. But spot was already there, trying to get in. they had a push and shove fight until Spot was able to win his way through and shut the door, then locking it.
He grinned recklessly as Kayla backed up. It was still dark in the room but a window showed the brightness of the moon and the street corner light. The room was big for a storage room that held props and equipment. Spot, quick as lightning, darted his hand out and grabbed her. Kayla noticing this, tried to move but Spot was too fast. He placed his arm around her waist, while Kayla cautiously placed her hands on his chest. Spot pushed her up against the wall, leaning into her. He moved an arm, resting it up near her head, while the other stayed securely on her waist.
"Now, since you are always causin troubles for me, about ya make it up to me?" he whispered close to her face, staring at her lips.
Kayla breathed in a sharp gasp. Her head was flat against the wall behind her as she stared back him. When he looked at her lips like that, with such hunger and desire, she was lost. It frightened her but oh, when it came to him, she wanted it no other way. She loved it when he was gentle but when he was this way; she wanted him just as much as he did.
She tried smirking but couldn't succeed in moving anything but her mouth. "Okay, what would ya like? A slap or a punch, cause we both know ya deserve that, huh?" she asked, smiling once innocently then licked her lips. She saw his eyes go another darker shade of blue.
Spot's look didn't even waver as he leaned in closer to her face. "I was thinking somethin else might do." He kissed her gently once but immediately turned it passionate as he grabbed her close, demanding her mouth like a babe starved of milk. Kayla threw her arms around his neck, gathering him closer for more. But just as their hands were starting to explore, a loud banging was heard on the other side of the room on the door. Spot and Kayla jumped then gave sighs of frustration once they realized who it was.
"Spot Conlon. I know ya have her in there. I saw both of ya. Ya bring her out now. She's got to go back to Manhattan not Brooklyn. Ya can see her tamorrow." Spot groaned, resting his forehead on the wall. He banged it against the wall a couple of time before glaring at Kayla. She was laughing at him, thinking his reaction to what Blink said was funny. He growled at her, which made her laugh even harder, and then pulled her over to the door.
He unlatched the lock to reveal a pissed off Blink and an amused Meow. Blink grabbed Kayla by the arm and started taking her out to the door. Spot called Blinks name. He had one hand resting on his hip, while looking down to the ground, with the other hand in the air, motioning Blink back with two fingers. When Blink walked back with Kayla, Spot looked up. He had a what-do-you-think-you're-doing- look on his face acting as if nothing cared to him as he inspected his nails. "Blink, give her here. And befere ya say no, realize this: you just took my goil out of my arms, without letting me even say goodbye to her and especially as I was having a "special" moment wit her. Hand her here."
Blink stared at Spot a moment dumbly, then as what Spot said donned on him he let go of Kayla's hand. Kayla laughed and leaned up to kiss Blink on the cheek. "Don't worry. We'll be there in five minutes. Good night Meow. See ya later."
Meow looked back at Spot shacking her head, with a pleased look in her eyes before waving to Kayla, dragging a confused Blink away. "Hey....waits." he mumbled.
Kayla laughed again, looking at the retreating pair. They sure were something. Spot slipped his hand in hers. They made their way back to Manhattans lodge house in comfortable silence, both thinking up on their on thoughts about earlier that day. Spot was going to stop at the door and say goodnight there but Kayla passed by the door and walked into the ally. She let go of his hand as she began to climb up a fire escape ladder. 'Which happens to lead right up to her room.' Spot remarked to himself joyfully. He followed her right on up.
When he was though the window he looked around the room. There was a large dresser in the corner, a desk next to it and also spacious closet near it. There was a bed next to window with a chest at the foot of it. He whistled before looking at Kayla. "Nice room." He remarked. Kayla just smiled. She motioned him to join her at the head of the bed. Spot grinned before crawling up to sit next to her. Kayla climbed on his lap, wrapping her arms around him. "Stay with me." She whispered before looking up at him. Spot just cleared his throat. She didn't mean- did she? They shouldn't be doing that just yet- should they? Was she even ready for this? Yeah, but- All these questions were going through Spot's mind, making him feel a little nervous. Yeah, he always did get together with girls on the first night, but this was Kayla. And she was different.
"Um- Kayla. I don't thinks..."
Kayla placed two fingers on his lips, shushing him before she said, "That wasn't what I meant. I want you to stay with me till I fall asleep. Please?" Spot nodded. He got up to take off her shoes and his. Kayla got up, pulling out a large shirt from the dresser. Just as she was about to take off her own shirt she remembered Spot was still there. "Do ya mind?"
Spot grinned from his seat on the bed. "I don't mind lookin if that's what ya mean." Kayla growled.
Spot turned.
Kayla hurriedly removed her pants and shirt slipping on her oversized nightshirt. She didn't know if she should be wearing this with Spot here but this was always what she wore when she went to sleep. She signaled Spot to turn back around, before folding up her clothes placing them on the chest.
Kayla looked at Spot to see he was staring at her. He held out his hand to her. She walked forward and took it. Spot pulled her down so she lay on top of him. Before he could do anything, Kayla said, "No funny business, mister. We got to get to sleep."
Spot pouted, "Ahh, you're no fun."
Spot wrapped an arm around her, the other holding her head. He tugged her down to his lips, kissing her tenderly a couple of times. But he wouldn't let it go any farther then that.
Spot gently pushed her off himself, having her lay down before he took of his shirt, throwing it off to the side of the room. He lay back down, pulling Kayla securely back into his arms. He kissed her once on the forehead after settling back down. They both sighed in content, snuggling even closer, then drifted off to peaceful sleep.
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