Bored247-LOL. Thank you. Just good to know that it was good enough to make you want to ramble. :-)

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NAIVE

"Anna." he called out for her from her bedroom door. "Come'on chere. Open dis door s'il vous plait." But he received no answer. So he decided to take a different approach.

"Anna, ya not open dis door fer Remy, he gonna just have ta come in fer ya." Finally he received an answer.

"Ya wouldn't dare!" he smiled to himself, it was always easy to get her riled up, and he could use that to his advantage.

"Oui, Remy would and ya know it." he told her playfully. He listened intently and heard her make her way to the door, but then she paused. He was about to make another comment, but she cracked the door open, and he could see tears wanting to fall, but any of the others that he had seen before had already been wiped away.

"What'd ya want?" she asked a little bit annoyed. But he merely smiled down gently to her.

"Remy just want ta talk ta dis belle femme, non." Even through the mere crack in the door, he could tell that she had stiffened from that comment. Not wanting her to be uncomfortable, he added, "We be friends, non?" then she smiled and nodded, as she stepped back so that he could enter. She went back to her bed and sat on it hugging her legs and resting her chin on her knees. He watched her, not knowing how to remedy the situation.

"Ah was so naive." she whispered so low that he barely caught it. He sat down next to her and wrapped an arm around her trying to comfort her.

"'Bout what?" she suddenly looked at him a bit shocked, not really thinking he would have heard her. But then her expression relaxed since she figured that they would have to talk about this sometime.

"'Bout us."

"What 'bout us?" he questioned her. She pushed out of his hold and stood up, not knowing what to do.

"'Bout us bein' friends." he desperately tried to hold back his emotions but his anger seeped through anyway. He stood up firmly but only inched up to her.

"What's wrong wit dat? Remy not good 'nough all of sudden? Pourquoi, 'cause he don't want ya gettin' into somethin' dat ain't ya business? Dat it?" she turned to him shocked by his sudden outburst.

"No, Remy...of course not. It's just-" he grabbed her shoulders and desperately tried to get her to look into his eyes.

"Just what?" he demanded to know. She finally looked at him, searching for understanding, tears falling down upon her cheeks.

"Ah know." His eyes firmly searched hers, still not fully understanding.

"Quoi?" his expression blank, and he let go of her shoulders, letting his arms fall to his sides. But she didn't answer, she didn't know how. She just stared into his eyes, letting them draw her in, letting them pull her to him as if she had no other choice. Anna closed the space between them and gently kissed him on the lips. She pulled away from him quickly though, knowing that he would want more than that from her, and she was unwilling to give in and she left him there standing in her room staring at her as she walked down the hall. All that he could hear in the house were her footsteps until the front door closed.