Hey guys, sorry this took so long! I actually wrote this back at Christmas but forgot about it and never put it up, so ya…well I don't give a damn. Its screwed anyway so…enjoy and don't kill me pleash and tankoo! ;; -runs-
Snow Storm, C3
By Tomb Mistress Sarah
Kai woke up sometime in the middle of the night. Everyone up front were long asleep. Happy he wouldn't have to deal with the screwballs and their stupid, sick minds. He was positive they thought he and Tala had been having sex or something like that back here, he'd noticed Kenny and Kevin peeking over the seat every once and a while.
"Kai?"
Kai looked down at Tala, who'd opened his eyes and was looking at him. "Hmm?"
"D'you really think we'll survive?"
Kai sighed. Tala didn't exactly have much faith in their survival skills.
"Kai?"
"Of course we will. Go back to sleep, we can talk in the morning…"
Tala nodded, kissed Kai's throat, and closed his eyes again. Kai went back to his own thoughts.
"Hey lovebirds! Wake up!"
"C'mon, sleepyheads!"
Tyson. And. Max. Really. Piss. Me. Off.
"KAI! TALA!" they yelled together, leaning over to seats.
Eyes opening, one twitching, I tried to stay calm.
"Dammit, you two, can't you ever leave me alone?"
"Nope."
"Nun uh."
Sighing, I gently shook Tala to wake him up. He blinked sleepily and sat up, as did I. It'd been some three days, add or take a few hours.
"Z'no (1) food, right?" He muttered. Tyson and Max nodded. We'd run out of food yesterday morning… "Uh huh…" Tala rubbed an eye, then pulled one of his bags out of the pile of luggage, opening it and taking a baggie full of cheerio's out.
"What the hell…" I muttered. I thought Tala hated those things. But he chucked the bag at the pair of boys staring at him, who grinned. I grinned too, cause they started fighting over the baggie. It was actually pretty funny. "Is that whole backpack full of food?" Tala nodded.
"Cereal, crackers, chocolate bars, stuff like that…" He murmured, quiet enough that the two in the next seat up didn't hear him. I had a sneaking suspicion Tala'd only given them food was to make them go away. He got out an aero bar, then held out the bag to me. I smiled—a true, genuine, loving, smile; which was quite rare for me—at him. He smiled back, and I went to digging through the bag.
Tala had finished his chocolate bar by the time I'd dug out something I'd actually eat. I really didn't like chocolate, cheerios sickened me, crackers were a little too bland—but Tala had granola bars in the bottom of the bag, it just took me a while to dig one out.
We were still in the trunk; we hadn't left it since that first night. It was warmer back here for some reason…but we weren't about to tell the others that…besides, we had the spare blankets back here. There'd been like a dozen, and we only had to give up like five…one for Max and Tyson, one for Lee and Rei, one for Mariah and Hilary (who still denied feelings for each other), one for Kevin and Kenny, and one for poor little lonely Michael. We had the rest to ourselves. Well, that probably explains why its warmer back here…
Rei yawned and snuggled closer to the source of warmth beside him, mainly Lee. They'd been stuck out here for what seemed like forever, but in reality it had only been three days. They van waas half buried in snow brought in from the storm, and we had no hopes of escaping it to seek better shelter. Besides, who was crazy enough to go out in sub-zero temperature anyway? Don't answer that.
A/N-
(1)- Z'no is short and slurred for there's no…kinda obvious to me, but most probably wouldn't get it…I thought of S'no, but that didn't seem quite right.
Okay, its like three thirty in the morning on Christmas so…ya…-goes to open stocking early, then put it all back and pretend to be surprised when the 'rents are up...
Ja ne!