A/N: Eh, some of you under-aged kiddies, some content is questionable in
this chapter.
To forewarn you all: I will have to raise my rating soon to R. An intense violent chapter is coming up.
On a better note: there is going to be a nice scene between Ceciline and a particular someone she meets. ^^. Ceciline's adventures will also come to an end soon. ;_: Oh well! Then you guys can go back to reading about the devious Dutch and his mistress Riis. Now....ONTO THE STORY!!!
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Memories: a Trip to Gaia
Ceciline fit in nicely at Hitomi's school. She asked Hitomi for help on this word or that phrase when she couldn't translate it correctly. Hitomi was surprised to say the least. She had never met anybody that was as fluent as she was that wasn't a native to the area. She hung out with Hitomi and participated in various activities that teenagers around the age of seventeen partake in. You know, the usual movies, late movies, sleep overs, parties, a drunk fling, then promising never to do it again the next morning. Throw in schoolwork, lab write-ups, essays, chores, and letters home and you have a full life.
One afternoon a few weeks after Ceciline arrived, Hitomi approached Ceciline and told her to pack a bag for a week. Ceciline, thoroughly confused, obliged to what she thought was an odd request. She met Hitomi in the hallway, who had left a note on the kitchen table for her mother to let her mother know what she was up to.
"The backyard," Hitomi told her. Ceciline nodded and made her way to the backyard and the little rose garden in the far corner. Hitomi tapped her shoulder too soon for her liking, but turned and followed her sister to a rock in the middle of the yard. She watched as Hitomi pulled something out of her pack and cupped it in her hands. She held it close to her heart and bowed her head, eyes closed.
Ceciline felt extremely odd. She felt like she was going home and wished fervently to follow the feeling. She winced as a bright light made her see red through her closed lids.
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Ceciline opened her eyes to meet the eyes of a creature that she thought vaguely familiar. The creature carried a spear, with what looked like an obsidian head, but she wasn't sure. Her attention went back to his eyes when she still felt them on her. His eyes were a soft brown that gradually faded into amber as you went closer to the pupil. He had two black dash marks on the sides of his face, and black ears on the top of his head.
"Ceciline!"
They both looked in the direction that her name had been called from. She looked back to the man, as the noises got louder. He grinned at her.
"Welcome home, Ceciline Shadowfox."
A bush next to Ceciline broke and moved. Her attention was transfixed on the newcomers. A moment passed before she recognized them as Hitomi and Van. She turned her head back to where the stranger had been that had known her only to find that he had disappeared.
"C'mon, Ceciline, let's go," Van pressed. Ceciline noticed that Hitomi was shifting her weight from one foot to the next. She was nervous about something. She stood up and, while brushing debris off of her, asked Hitomi a question.
"What's up?"
"She thinks we're being watched and it all paranoid about it," Van explained. "But I'm not too thrilled to be here either."
"Ok then," Ceciline stated. "Let's go." Van turned and took the lead with Hitomi following. Ceciline was last. Thinking to herself, Ceciline thought, ::I'm in love.:: Little did she know, however, that that hadn't gone unheard.
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That night, no matter how hard she tried to dampen it, the sounds coming from Hitomi's room would not soften. Hitomi had told her that she would try and keep it quiet, but apparently she couldn't. Sure, it was softer than others she had overheard, but this was just too much. The scraping of the bed on the floor, the rustle of sheets, soft giggling, she growled in frustration. Grabbing her pillows and comforter, she dragged them out onto the balcony hoping for a more peaceful night's rest. How wrong was she.
As soon as she got settled in, she felt a familiar presence. She opened her eyes to see the strange man from earlier that day. This time, though, she was more surprised than the last. This time she noted that the ears on the top of his head were indeed his real ears. He had an odd emotion playing in his sienna/amber eyes. Behind him on her blankets, a black tail twitched.
"Good evening, Ceciline," he greeted her.
"Good evening-----?" she let it hang.
"Oh! How rude of me!" he exclaimed with a twinkle in his eyes. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Cuero Colza." He added a sweeping bow after his statement. Ceciline giggled her delight.
"So," Ceciline asked after a moment of silence. "How did you know me?"
"Know you?!" he repeated incredulously. "Ever single Shadowfox here knows your name! You were the first one of us born on the Mystic Moon."
Conversation quickly started about nothing. They talked about food, clothes, customs, and what the forests were like. From there it turned to family and relationships. From there it turned to them and their relationships. Cuero taught Ceciline how to make it to her third form. And from there...well...it just went downhill. Fast. They pair of foxes ended up kissing...and it didn't stop there. From there it ended in a feeling each other as they kissed. When articles of clothing started to become an endangered species, Ceciline stopped. Even though instinct screamed for her to continue and that this was right, she hadn't lost the rational part of her brain that was screaming louder that the next step was very wrong...this point in time. Cuero settled for holding her as she fell asleep, his ears twitching at the night sounds. He smiled when his ears found the source of what had driven her out on the balcony in the first place.
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"Ceciline!" Hitomi chirped as she opened the door. Her next call died in her mouth when she found the bed empty and naked of it's coverings and pillows.
::The poor, poor, bed,:: Hitomi thought. She giggled helplessly at her childish antics. She turned and went in search of Van.
Hitomi found Van in her room...under the bed? She wasn't going to ask. She dragged him out from under the bed and, with him still practically asleep and she dragging him, led him to Ceciline's room. Van woke up quick when he saw the state of her bed. They scoured her rooms and Hitomi, being as she was the more awake of the two, noted that the sheet was stuck in the door leading to the balcony.
"Hey Van," Hitomi pointed the sheet out to him. He nodded and the two abandoned Ceciline's rooms for the adjacent balcony. Once there, they looked to the end that had the most plants and just stared. There, among the leaves, branches and flowers of the potted plants, was a misshaped figure. Upon closer investigation, the comforter was identified as the one that had been on Ceciline's bed. Therefore, by transitive property, the figure under the blanket had to be Ceciline.
Hitomi and Van slunk over to the figure guessed to be Ceciline under the potted plants on the balcony. Hitomi gently poked the sleeping youth. No response. Van poked her. No response. They looked at each other then simultaneously poked her. Ceciline groaned and rolled over mumbling something unintelligible.
"Wake up, Ceciline," Hitomi said as she prodded her.
Again another mumble, but this time it was almost audible....something about not doing something because of something.
"Come on, Ceciline," Van said.
Ceciline sat bolt upright. Hitomi and Van's eyes widened at the sight before them.
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::Wake up darling Ceciline::, a voice called to her.
Ceciline sat bolt upright, throwing her comforter into her lap. Her black ears twitched two and fro searching for the noise. Her green-silver eyes, now lined in silver, searched her surroundings trying to find the source of the voice.
"Um, Ceciline?"
Ceciline turned her head to see Hitomi and Van staring at her. She watched as a look passed between Hitomi and Van. She didn't particularly like that look.
"Can I?" Van asked her.
"I guess so," Ceciline responded, as she had no idea what he was asking of her. She watched as his large hand move toward her head while she sat following his movements with her eyes. Her eyes widened in astonishment as she felt his fingers stroke her ear. Her astonishment quickly faded to that of pleasure. Something resembling a purr escaped her. Ceciline lost track of time.
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After the week was up, Ceciline and Hitomi returned back to "The Mystic Moon" as the people of Gaia called it. Over the course of Ceciline's stay, she and Hitomi ventured back to Gaia many times. The last one was the most memorable.
To forewarn you all: I will have to raise my rating soon to R. An intense violent chapter is coming up.
On a better note: there is going to be a nice scene between Ceciline and a particular someone she meets. ^^. Ceciline's adventures will also come to an end soon. ;_: Oh well! Then you guys can go back to reading about the devious Dutch and his mistress Riis. Now....ONTO THE STORY!!!
!(&!($%)!()^%($%(#@$!
Memories: a Trip to Gaia
Ceciline fit in nicely at Hitomi's school. She asked Hitomi for help on this word or that phrase when she couldn't translate it correctly. Hitomi was surprised to say the least. She had never met anybody that was as fluent as she was that wasn't a native to the area. She hung out with Hitomi and participated in various activities that teenagers around the age of seventeen partake in. You know, the usual movies, late movies, sleep overs, parties, a drunk fling, then promising never to do it again the next morning. Throw in schoolwork, lab write-ups, essays, chores, and letters home and you have a full life.
One afternoon a few weeks after Ceciline arrived, Hitomi approached Ceciline and told her to pack a bag for a week. Ceciline, thoroughly confused, obliged to what she thought was an odd request. She met Hitomi in the hallway, who had left a note on the kitchen table for her mother to let her mother know what she was up to.
"The backyard," Hitomi told her. Ceciline nodded and made her way to the backyard and the little rose garden in the far corner. Hitomi tapped her shoulder too soon for her liking, but turned and followed her sister to a rock in the middle of the yard. She watched as Hitomi pulled something out of her pack and cupped it in her hands. She held it close to her heart and bowed her head, eyes closed.
Ceciline felt extremely odd. She felt like she was going home and wished fervently to follow the feeling. She winced as a bright light made her see red through her closed lids.
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Ceciline opened her eyes to meet the eyes of a creature that she thought vaguely familiar. The creature carried a spear, with what looked like an obsidian head, but she wasn't sure. Her attention went back to his eyes when she still felt them on her. His eyes were a soft brown that gradually faded into amber as you went closer to the pupil. He had two black dash marks on the sides of his face, and black ears on the top of his head.
"Ceciline!"
They both looked in the direction that her name had been called from. She looked back to the man, as the noises got louder. He grinned at her.
"Welcome home, Ceciline Shadowfox."
A bush next to Ceciline broke and moved. Her attention was transfixed on the newcomers. A moment passed before she recognized them as Hitomi and Van. She turned her head back to where the stranger had been that had known her only to find that he had disappeared.
"C'mon, Ceciline, let's go," Van pressed. Ceciline noticed that Hitomi was shifting her weight from one foot to the next. She was nervous about something. She stood up and, while brushing debris off of her, asked Hitomi a question.
"What's up?"
"She thinks we're being watched and it all paranoid about it," Van explained. "But I'm not too thrilled to be here either."
"Ok then," Ceciline stated. "Let's go." Van turned and took the lead with Hitomi following. Ceciline was last. Thinking to herself, Ceciline thought, ::I'm in love.:: Little did she know, however, that that hadn't gone unheard.
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That night, no matter how hard she tried to dampen it, the sounds coming from Hitomi's room would not soften. Hitomi had told her that she would try and keep it quiet, but apparently she couldn't. Sure, it was softer than others she had overheard, but this was just too much. The scraping of the bed on the floor, the rustle of sheets, soft giggling, she growled in frustration. Grabbing her pillows and comforter, she dragged them out onto the balcony hoping for a more peaceful night's rest. How wrong was she.
As soon as she got settled in, she felt a familiar presence. She opened her eyes to see the strange man from earlier that day. This time, though, she was more surprised than the last. This time she noted that the ears on the top of his head were indeed his real ears. He had an odd emotion playing in his sienna/amber eyes. Behind him on her blankets, a black tail twitched.
"Good evening, Ceciline," he greeted her.
"Good evening-----?" she let it hang.
"Oh! How rude of me!" he exclaimed with a twinkle in his eyes. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Cuero Colza." He added a sweeping bow after his statement. Ceciline giggled her delight.
"So," Ceciline asked after a moment of silence. "How did you know me?"
"Know you?!" he repeated incredulously. "Ever single Shadowfox here knows your name! You were the first one of us born on the Mystic Moon."
Conversation quickly started about nothing. They talked about food, clothes, customs, and what the forests were like. From there it turned to family and relationships. From there it turned to them and their relationships. Cuero taught Ceciline how to make it to her third form. And from there...well...it just went downhill. Fast. They pair of foxes ended up kissing...and it didn't stop there. From there it ended in a feeling each other as they kissed. When articles of clothing started to become an endangered species, Ceciline stopped. Even though instinct screamed for her to continue and that this was right, she hadn't lost the rational part of her brain that was screaming louder that the next step was very wrong...this point in time. Cuero settled for holding her as she fell asleep, his ears twitching at the night sounds. He smiled when his ears found the source of what had driven her out on the balcony in the first place.
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"Ceciline!" Hitomi chirped as she opened the door. Her next call died in her mouth when she found the bed empty and naked of it's coverings and pillows.
::The poor, poor, bed,:: Hitomi thought. She giggled helplessly at her childish antics. She turned and went in search of Van.
Hitomi found Van in her room...under the bed? She wasn't going to ask. She dragged him out from under the bed and, with him still practically asleep and she dragging him, led him to Ceciline's room. Van woke up quick when he saw the state of her bed. They scoured her rooms and Hitomi, being as she was the more awake of the two, noted that the sheet was stuck in the door leading to the balcony.
"Hey Van," Hitomi pointed the sheet out to him. He nodded and the two abandoned Ceciline's rooms for the adjacent balcony. Once there, they looked to the end that had the most plants and just stared. There, among the leaves, branches and flowers of the potted plants, was a misshaped figure. Upon closer investigation, the comforter was identified as the one that had been on Ceciline's bed. Therefore, by transitive property, the figure under the blanket had to be Ceciline.
Hitomi and Van slunk over to the figure guessed to be Ceciline under the potted plants on the balcony. Hitomi gently poked the sleeping youth. No response. Van poked her. No response. They looked at each other then simultaneously poked her. Ceciline groaned and rolled over mumbling something unintelligible.
"Wake up, Ceciline," Hitomi said as she prodded her.
Again another mumble, but this time it was almost audible....something about not doing something because of something.
"Come on, Ceciline," Van said.
Ceciline sat bolt upright. Hitomi and Van's eyes widened at the sight before them.
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::Wake up darling Ceciline::, a voice called to her.
Ceciline sat bolt upright, throwing her comforter into her lap. Her black ears twitched two and fro searching for the noise. Her green-silver eyes, now lined in silver, searched her surroundings trying to find the source of the voice.
"Um, Ceciline?"
Ceciline turned her head to see Hitomi and Van staring at her. She watched as a look passed between Hitomi and Van. She didn't particularly like that look.
"Can I?" Van asked her.
"I guess so," Ceciline responded, as she had no idea what he was asking of her. She watched as his large hand move toward her head while she sat following his movements with her eyes. Her eyes widened in astonishment as she felt his fingers stroke her ear. Her astonishment quickly faded to that of pleasure. Something resembling a purr escaped her. Ceciline lost track of time.
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After the week was up, Ceciline and Hitomi returned back to "The Mystic Moon" as the people of Gaia called it. Over the course of Ceciline's stay, she and Hitomi ventured back to Gaia many times. The last one was the most memorable.