3:35 PM, Sunday Afternoon
Someone was
stroking her hair.
Nita yawned, stretched her legs out, and generally took her time in opening her eyes.
"Dad, go away," she muttered, still under the semi-stupor sleep had laid upon her.
There was a soft, pleasantly deep chuckle from somewhere behind her head, and she was aware of a pair of arms gently pulling her close to another body.
No, not Dad, then, she decided.
Reluctantly, she opened her eyes and, after a moment of staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, glanced up at the person who held her in their gentle, soothing arms.
A shiver of contentment immediately coursed through her veins as she remembered where she was, and whom she was snuggled up on the couch with.
…Or, rather, hanging half-on, half-off on the couch with. And she was only able to stare at the ceiling because her head was resting against Kit's chest, lying on top of his heart.
"Mmmmmmmmm…."
She sighed happily and cuddled up closer to her partner in wizardry, who willingly obliged her by lowering his lips to her forehead.
Another noise, this time of protest, as Kit shifted position, trying to fit his whole five foot nine form onto the loveseat, a virtually impossible task even without the girl he loved cutting off his blood circulation to his legs and feet.
Kit sighed at her squeak and promptly stopped moving.
Nita scooted up and tucked her head neatly under his chin, her right hand gently twining itself into Kit's tousled brown hair, closing her eyes in bliss as Kit massaged her shoulders. He buried his nose in her sweet-smelling auburn waves, breathing slowly and deeply, neither willing to let go of the other.
Thunder rolled outside, successfully setting off three simultaneous car alarms and making them both jump.
Kit, laughing at his own skittishness, held Nita close, soothing her pounding heart. He sighed. Somehow, he felt no different around Nita now than when they had been working together as partners.
Well, besides the obvious love, he chided himself. There's definitely love.
Nita opened her incredibly clear gray eyes and glanced up at him, a grin spreading across her elfin features.
"You got that right," she murmured.
Kit had the grace to blush, having forgotten to block his thoughts from Nita.
Nita's grin grew wider, adding a mischievous sparkle to her eyes. "Wanna show me some of that love?"
He must have gone wide-eyed, because Nita groaned. "No, you pervert, not like that…"
Kit blushed again.
Nita rolled her eyes, the sparkle returning to them. "Like this," she whispered, and leaned up.
Before Kit could get a grip on what was happening, their lips were touching.
It was all a wonderful, warm blur from there.
Nita broke the kiss, her eyes dancing with good-natured pleasure and love.
She prodded Kit. "Must I start everything around here?"
Kit rolled his eyes and deigned to answer.
Laughing, she poked him in the stomach and rolled off the couch, only to be pulled back into another, much briefer kiss by Kit.
No, he laughed in her mind.
He pulled away, letting her laugh aloud, then clambered off the couch and followed her into the kitchen.
"What do you mean, 'There's nothing edible in the fridge'?"
Nita rolled her eyes, letting the appliance door swing shut behind her. "I don't like the thought of you getting food poisoning from God-knows-what-that-stuff-is."
"Poke it. If it doesn't move off by itself or bite your finger off, I'll eat it."
"Ewwwwwww…"
"What?"
"Kit… it's white and furry. With some green spots here and there. I can't even tell what it once was."
"That's because you're not trained. Let me see."
"It's probably older than I am…"
"In terms of what? Maturity? Actual age? Brain power?"
Nita took a swipe at him, but he was far too quick, easily dodging it. What was harder to dodge was the other hand, which caught him in the shoulder and knocked him back a few paces.
"Hey…" Kit protested, grinning. "Be nice… no hitting. Hitting is bad…"
She groaned. "Is this what you're like after a cup of coffee?"
Kit shrugged. "Sure…"
"Oh, I feel so bad for Carmela…"
"Dairine on sugar."
"…she's almost as bad off as I am," Nita finished.
It was Kit's turn to roll his eyes.
A/N: Hey all…can you believe it? I haven't been wiped off the face of the earth! I haven't pulled a runner, I haven't vanished. Just got a bit caught up in normal junior high life and strife.
Hope you all enjoy this… it's going on longer than I expected… haha
My sights are on (perhaps) the hundred-review mark for the end of this fic (some ways away) so… yea
Thanks so much for staying with this story. Updates will come soon
-Viper676