Title: Tough times
Summary: I can't think of a summary right now…would anyone willing give me one?
Pairing: Michael X Rick
Warnings: Yaoi, Suspense :P
Disclaimer: Don't own beyblade...never will
in italics – thoughts or just emphasis on the word
Bold – nothing..yet
Haha, thanks a bunch to everyone (including the ones who hit my story without reviewing ¬.¬) But anyways I am trying to write chapters very quickly. Though I don't know why. :S When I am really enjoying writing this story. Woo! I didn't know where to go with this chapter so I just went ahead with it.
My writing style has changed a lot since I wrote Something Lurks in the Shadows. I wonder why? Must just be the way I am with things like this.
I just couldn't believe it. Rick had kissed me, and not just a friendly peck on the cheek either. It was a full on kiss. One I had not expected to get from someone like him. And yet, I couldn't believe he had just left me. I guess I had to leave him until he managed to sort out his feelings for me etc.I walked back to the hotel alone, still deliriously dreaming silently to myself about Rick's kiss. Yeah, I know it had felt great and luscious to feel his lips brush mine, but some part of me was thinking 'What the eff are you doing! He hurt you bad and you've got the marks to prove it. Stop wasting your time with him and move on'
I just didn't know what to think. Rick had hurt me bad. And he loved me too. Argh. Love is just too confusing. No wonder people opt for one night stands. They make so much more sense. I slap myself mentally; I couldn't believe I just thought that. I'm turning into a pervert. Just what I need.
The continuous drone ringing of the alarm clock and Emily's shouting woke me up. I moaned, agitated. Looking at the alarm I noticed it was only 8:30…damn! I jumped out of the bed. I totally forgot about going to Spain for the other part of the championship.
"Eddy a little…wha?" I finished my sentence on a dull note. Instead of Eddy who I thought I had saw it was Rick. Oh great…what was he doing here?
He turned around to acknowledge me and smiled.
"Erm…hey. Do you know where Eddy is?" I ask.
"Getting the suitcases in the coach outside,"
"Oh right, ok," I go quietly back into my room. Then the door opens again.
"You want help?"
I looked at Rick, gob - smacked and with a raised eyebrow I reply, "You? Help me? Since when do you ever help me?"
"Just now," He started to grab my clothes out of the drawer, folding them and then placing them into the suitcase on the bed. I watched, amazed. One minute, he is bashing the hell out of the next and me he is being nice. I'm sure some alien being has taken over him somewhere. So Rick and me pack my clothes. But I knew it was too good to be true. Suddenly he just stopped and curiously eyed the photo frame on my bedside table.
He picked it up and looked a little closer. He pointed at one guy and asked, "Who's he?"
"Steve," I reply, "Though he's in hospital cause of his leg so he can't come,"
He just nods he had and puts it back and walks but over to me. I watch him out of the corner of my eye as he studied me closely. I shuddered like I knew he was eying me up just right next to me. Before I knew what and where I was I was in Rick's grasp and grabbing onto his T – shirt desperately. He had pushed his lips eagerly to mine with so much force I felt like I was going to fall backwards. But his tight grip around my waist kept me near him. I couldn't help but moan when he started to massage my ass through my pants.
Normal POV
Rick smiles through the kiss. He knows he is having some effect on Michael and he just can't resist. Rick leaves Michael's lips and heads for his neck and kisses in snaky patterns all the way down, moving the shirt down so he can reach Michael's collarbone.
Michael POV
I could hardly focus on what I was doing with him. Ha. He had the upper hand from me. So I let him in control. I start to feel his hand shifting on my thigh and I gasp and throw my head back and moan.
"Rick? Michael? Are you still here?" I hear a voice ring from outside the room.
Rick pulls away just as quick as he started and clears himself up from our little smooch fight. I got up too, flustered. I try to fan myself to cool down. But I can't get rid of the obvious pink stains on my cheeks.
Gyahh. I don't really think this chapter went anywhere but there's a little bit of lime in it. :P
Woo
You might have to wait for the lemon folks.
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