Well reviewers, thanks for sticking with me. Let's hope that after this chapter, the mood will be lightened a tad. There will be silliness, revenge and a little bit of fluff stuck in there. Enjoy folks!

9. VOMIT SURPRISE!

Amira watched the crowd like a hawk, watching them get all of their food. She saw that Camille, Arty and Jamie Rose were doing the same thing. They caught each other's gaze everyone once in a while, and just laughed. Her train of thought was just interrupted.

"Hey, don't you want to get something to eat?" Lisha peered from over her shoulder, making her friend gasp.

"Uh, sure why not." She nodded quickly and skipped along to the end of the long line of teenagers. Lucky for her, she landed herself right behind Kate and her gang. Her heart sank when she noticed that Kai was right in front of Kate. Amira growled a little bit, making Lisha raise her eyebrow.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, just clearing my throat." She suggested, then turned back to stare at the group in front of her. Every time Kai would turn around to talk to one of his friends or Kate, Amira had to turn around, so that he wouldn't see her. As they started to move closer to the table full of hotdogs and hamburgers, the Canadian caught a sight of Arty making her way to the serving table with big metal tongs. Many eyebrows were raised. As they soon reached the table, Amira listened intently to the conversation that Arty was making with Kate.

"So, what would you like today?" she asked in a cheery tone, making the other girl scowl. This girl was not one for making small talk.

"I would like a hotdog please, and no condiments on them. They are so fattening." She sneered, after hearing some giggles from her girlfriends. Kai just smirked and crossed him arms.

"Well alright miss, just hold on a moment." Arty smiled, bending down behind the table, and getting a fresh bun. She took the tongs and pick up a sausage and gave it to Kate, who was still scowling. Artemis looked in Amira's direction, and winked.

As Amira finally collected her hamburger, she walked over to where Lisha and Tala were.

"I can't believe that Kate! And no condiments on them, they are so fattening" Tala mocked, stuffing his face with his bun. Lisha decided to continue for him.

"Well, she is kind of on the anorexic side." She smirked, biting into her hamburger. Amira just smiled and continued eating. She sighed as she saw Kate giggling with her group of friends, especially Kai. Well, he didn't say anything, but his presence with that sleazebag just made her heart shatter.

As Amira made her way to get a second coke, she bumped into Camille.

"It should come into affect soon." She whispered. Amira's eyes grew wide. What exactly had they done? After she finished that thought, she noticed that a group had begun to crowd around the pool deck. She quickly went to see what was going on.

Kate seemed to be stumbling around. Seeing as there wasn't a bottle of alcohol in her grasp, so the reason wouldn't be that she was drunk. She stumbled some more and fell into Kai's arms, making a few people gasp, and then sigh in relief. Amira spotted Arty and made her way over to her.

"What the hell is going on?" she questioned. Arty turned to her, and started to giggle.

"Well, it seems that our friend here is having some stomach problems. Seems to me she got a hold of some condiments on her hot dog…"

"You wouldn't…" Amira whispered back. Arty just giggled some more.

"Oh, I would, and I did. When I grabbed that fresh bun from under the table, the inside of it was smothered in mustard, but that bitch was too thick to notice." After realizing this, Amira started to laugh. It drew a little too much attention, so she returned her gaze on Kate. She was still in Kai's arms, and holding her mouth as long as she could, and then it came…

SPLAT!!!!

All over Kai's muscle shirt. He looked at her in disgust, and helped her into the arms of her girlish little friends. He gave one last disgusted look, and turned to run into the house, to clean himself off.

Amira, being madly in love with this hunk, couldn't help but run after him, must to her friend's protests. She ran like mad into the house, no knowing where to look, she made her way up until the second floor.

'Where is her?' she thought as she frantically ran around the hallway, looking for Kai. She knew that this would be the perfect time to make amends, at least as friends. She listened intently to all of the doors, finally coming across one. It sounded like Kai, with a lot of swearing and the sound of water was running: the bathroom. She quietly knocked on the door, waiting for a response. Nothing.

"Kai?" she whispered softly. Hopefully he could hear her, what will all the noise going on outside.

"Who is it?" a voice from the other side of the door. It sounded gruff, and with the slightest bit of anger in it. She was going to try her best to lighten the mood.

"It's me." Like he was going to remember her voice sounded like. Like he remembered anything about her at all. After a while, a small click was heard, and Kai's face and body appeared. Most of the vomit was washed off, and the shirt was soaking through, but Amira didn't care. Damn he was fine!

"Oh, it's you." He said in a very dull tone. He reached for the door handle, and started to close it, but she stopped him.

"Listen, do you need any help?" she tried to smile sweetly, but it just didn't work. He eyed her suspiciously and looked at the state of his shirt. He shrugged and reached for the handle again. This time, Amira didn't stop him, and had the door slammed in her face!

"KAI!" she screamed, banging the door. She started to sob a bit, but no one had heard her. She tried to reason with him. "Kai, can I just help you? As a friend, please?" she pleaded, on her knees now. At this point, she would do anything to be with him right now, even if it would be just to clean his shirt.

Click.

Amira lifted her head, now facing Kai. He had a look of concern on his face, like he still cared, or so she thought. He sighed heavily and pulled her up on her feet.

"Come on." He whispered, dragging her into the bathroom. He closed the door, then faced her, handing her a towel, making her blush. She got a hold of it, and started to run it under cold water. After, she took it and made it into a ball, and started to scrub his shirt with is. A while later, it wasn't getting the stains out, and it was getting annoying.

"Take your shirt off." She suggested.

"What?" he argued, cocking his eyebrow. He looked at her suspiciously, and took off his shirt.

OH MY GOD! That was all that was going through her head right now. All she saw was his tanned muscled arms, and those washboard abs. Oh those washboard abs! He stared at her, showing an approving smirk.

"Sorry, I'm going to clean now." She smiled, and continued to run the shirt over cold water. Soon she was done, and she turned off the tap. "Well, it seems that we will have to run this in the dryer, but I'm sure you can borrow a shirt from Lisha's dad for right now." Kai nodded in agreement as Amira opened the door, only to reveal Lisha, toppled over, with a glass in her hand. It seemed that she had fallen on top of Tala, who was smirking.

"Well well. I would like to know what you two did in the bathroom." He laughed, getting up and helping Lisha get on her feet. She giggled at his statement, but then shut up by the glares that she was getting from her friends.

"Shut up, Valkov." Kai glared.

"Can Kai borrow a shirt from your dad Lisha? While this one goes in the dryer?" Amira smiled sweetly, showing off the soaked shirt. Lisha nodded and led them to her parents' bedroom. She went out, giving Amira a wink, and going out, back to the party.

"Well alright, how about this one?" she asked, holding up an ocean blue shirt. Kai nodded and put on the shirt. Amira couldn't help but unbutton some of the top bottoms, to show off some tanned skin. Kai didn't seem to mind, which she was happy for.

"Well, I hope things are going well, what with the planning of the wedding and stuff." She said, drooping her head between shoulders. Kai gave her a concerned look. He didn't say anything, only sighed heavily. After a silence, he grabbed her hands and pulled her against him. Her heart rate increased, her chest rising against his.

Amira was in heaven. She was with the man that she loved, and he loved her back after all! She let out a slight gasp, and rested her head on his shoulder. He sighed.

"Amira…It's been killing me…" he whispered, making her shiver.

"I know." She said softly. He took her chin in his hand and lifted it up to meet his eyes. He placed a soft, loving kiss on the lips, and let go of the woman of his dreams. He sighed quietly again.

"But you know I can't, not know. I'm getting married, and you know that." She was shocked. Had he really meant this?

"Well, you could just break the engagement couldn't you?" she whispered, a slight hint of hope in her voice. He lowered his head.

"I'm sorry. I made a promise and I plan to keep it." A single tear ran down her cheek. She sobbed for a moment, and then backed away.

"But what about your promise to me??? You said that you could never love another!" she screamed, falling to her knees. He looked once more at her, and turned to leave. He spoke softly, before closing the door.

"I thought you were never going to come back." And with that, he closed the door quietly.

He was gone.

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Hope you guys liked that chapter, considering that all of you were rooting for the mushy stuff. Glad that you guys stuck through this story with me, and I'm hoping to complete it soon. Ciao for now!

-Mystic