And here is where the plot thickens, my Alex is going to find trouble and her nightmares are about to come true. Now, I won't bore you about senseless crap, I hear enough already.

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Chapter10. Of hormones and annoying beeps


"Spicy pepperoni with extra double mega cheesy cheese..." she looked at them warily, why did she had the feeling that they were up to something? "Why, are you ordering a pizza or something?" there was no other explanation for the question, anyway. That or they had something kinky in mind.

Jake made an affirmative sound as he exited the room, probably to order the exquisite 'Italian' dish.

Under Chance's sight, she crawled out of bed. Standing up, she noticed that she was, besides covered in tons of bandages, in the black strapless bra and the baggy blue jeans that she had been wearing for the last two days. 'God, I want I shower and I want it now...' Wondering, she realized that she had not even a scratch on her legs. 'A bath is better...' She laughed at her aspect, with sparkling eyes she returned Chance's stare. "What do you think that the SWAT Kats thought seeing me like this?"

He stared back with big eyes, "Err..."After a few seconds, his expression changed and he flashed a cocky grin, returning the same mischievous eyes that she gave him "Probably... they thought that you were pretty hot..."

"Sure they did." She stated sarcastically, rolling her eyes. Sighing, she looked around for her stuff, while the light furred kat stood there, silently snickering at her reaction. She glared daggers at him after finally exploding "Are you going to tell me where are my stuff or that the SWAT Kats confiscated them???!!!"

He chuckled, my she was moody "In the closet Alex, in the closet." Hmping she turns from him, and stomping her feet, she walked towards the closet, furiously opened the door and roughly grabbed the leather bag, but it slipped from her paws with a yelp. It had hurt, badly. Cursing for being dumb enough to discuss with a bunch of crazy creeplings, she took it kindly and placed it over her bed. Slowly, like if a psychotic killer could jump from the baggage, she opened and took a random tee out. The wounds close to her shoulders made it impossible for her to arrange herself. Past a few more tries, she tossed the tee away with an exasperated snarl. "Arrgg..."

Chance had looked carefully at all of her movements, finding her fuming very amusing. With a smile, he walked close to her, took the tee and gently he placed a paw over her shoulder. "I'll help you." He said impulsively, clearly trying to contain a fit of laughter. He picked up the shirt from the floor and walked to her as she stared at him with big, widened eyes, never leaving her spot next to the bed. Frozen in surprise, maybe.

"You don't have to..." She tried to persuade him from the idea, she didn't trust herself close to any tom-kat, well not any but most of them...

"I can't let you go out like that..." He answered in front of her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Jake may faint..." Both snickered at the comment. Gently he helped, trying no to affect the shoulders or any other injury in her arms. And she enjoyed every second of it, sometimes forgetting to question his new effect on her.

At every contact of his fur with hers, her heart skipped a beats. She seemed to melt under his touch, her tail started swishing nervously as she felt that her air supply was getting poorer. 'Is getting hotter or what?' Ooh... How she liked the turmoil of sensations that the hormones were producing, but she was beginning to get dizzier by the second and her now weak knees were giving in... Oooh how she missed the heat of a tom-kat...

She closed her eyes, totally loosing her grip of reality when the warmth leaved her. "W-wait!" she squeaked with out thinking, quickly sticking out her paw to reach him. She achieved her goal in her attempt of catching his attention.

"What?" He asked simply, eying her curiously as she blushed slightly. 'She is getting weirder by second...' He frowned recalling all her behavior while he had helped her with the shirt, it had been strange, like if she... he smirked at the thought that he had aroused her. He looked down to her, now totally interested on what she was about to say.

"I-I..." She looked up to him and her mind went blank, falling into the deep blue ponds of his eyes... What was it that she was going to say, anyway...? "I- I..." Still dazed, she gave a step forward and unconsciously he began to pull closer, lost in her green orbs. "I-I..." she knew that she was supposed to say something, anything to snap both of them out of the enchantment they seemed to be under. But when he lowered his head to hers and his lips brushed tenderly against hers, she started having a hard time just trying to breath... And definitely, words were out of the question.

She closed her eyes, giving into the sweet sin that his lips represented. But as his tongue stroked hers and hers stroked back, the kiss evolved in a passionate scene, snogging like there was no tomorrow. In fact, it was so intense, that she never noticed when her back hit the mattress or when he pulled her knee up, leaving her spread wide open underneath him for that matter. But when she noticed there was something solid and powerfully male pushing against her, she knew that the situation was getting out of their paws, not that it wasn't before.

She pushed away, claiming for breath but as soon as his lips leaved hers, she pressed her paws against his chest "S-stop..." she begged with all her might, knowing that if he didn't, she wouldn't either. "Please" She chirped, her voice trembling all the way. She couldn't bare it, the feelings, the needs that were tangling around, were asphyxiating her. She needed to get the hell out of there or something that wasn't supposed to happen would. Gulping, trying to bring herself together she started once again "Please, don't..."

"Don't what?" A distant voice answered.

Like if a bucket of cold water poured over her, she was brought back into reality. Confused, she blinked. "Huh?" She was still standing next to bed? the shirt was well placed? and Chance was staring at her from the door? Her jaw hit the floor realizing nothing had actually happened and that her hormones with the help of her extra-active imagination, had played a dirty trick on her. She rolled her eyes, irritated with the situation. 'I must have known that this wasn't real the moment he kissed me...'

Just as she opened her mouth to tell Chance that she just had a loony moment, Jake entered the room munching a pizza slice. "Aryuguiscomim?" was all he could manage, between chews. He quickly swallowed, noticing his mistake. "Sorry, are you guys coming or not?" He amended smiling sheepishly, he was about to bite again his slice but when he didn't saw any of them making any moves, he frowned quite worried. "Something wrong?" But both of them had previously left the area, racing to the living room

Shrugging, he trailed after them finishing his pizza.

6..6 zZZzzZzZz The next day, Monday around nine in the morning....

Beep.

Her ear twitched. Beep...? "Nani?" she yelped from the shower [yes, she ignored everything and had her well deserved shower], popping her head from a side. She actually heard something...? But seconds passed and nothing was heard again, maybe she had imagined it? lately she wasn't sure anymore if the things were real or not.

Beeep.

Both ears twitched this time. There was it again, she was sure she wasn't hearing things this time, but she ignored it notheless.

Beeeep.

"What is with the beeping thingy?" she asked to no one clearly bothered, wrapping a towel around her, she exiting the shower. Whatever was making the sound from hell clearly needed to be slain. It seemed so close, but what was she looking for, exactly?

Beeeeeep.

The thing was becoming more aggressive [and irritating] by the second. Securely clasping her towel, she opened the bathroom's door attentive to any sound. Time to end the thingy's evil ways.

Beeeeeeeep.

There it was again, it seemed from Jake's room. Loosing not even a second she entered into the room as silently as possible, trying to get the sinner in the act. She awaited for the next signal, clue to the annoying object's location.

Beeeeeeeeeeep.


Aha! She had successfully localized it. It was... in her bag? Quickly, she opened, scrambled everything out and effectively, there was a communicator vibrating. She had a communicator...? Her eyes narrowed to slits remembering the communicator and who was probably calling. Hastily she opened it.

"What do you want?" she snapped, spitting poison in every single letter of the answer. The moment she answered the communicator for the first time she had doomed herself and she had the impression that maybe she was worsening it.

"That's no way of talking to your elders..." She thought she was ready, but when the deep, cold voice talked back her nerves gave up. "Kimiko."

6..6--- L34v3 17 h3r3 ---6..6

WTF?! Kimiko? Who in da hell is that?! Did I miss something or she forgot to mention certain part?