Keefe
Chapter 2
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Raven woke up on a large, green, velvet bed. She felt something warm around her waist, and looked up to see Keefe holding her, sleeping peacefully. She felt uncomfortable, but she used this time to study him. He had short black hair spiked up with some random green strands in it. His eyes were closed, allowing Raven to see long, dark lashes. He had clear, tan skin, high cheekbones, and a narrow face. His chin was not too long, and not too short. He had a small emerald stud in his nose, and another one in his ear lobe. Overall, he was really handsome. Raven would have loved to date him back home.

He stirred in his sleep, turning his head slightly. Raven looked away quickley and surveyed the room, looking for threats and escapes. There was a single entrance. It was a door frame with some unknown fabric hanging from it, like drapes. They were green with a few strands of black. The bed itself was huge. It had four-posters and black hangings. It was slightly opened on Raven's side, so she continued to peer out. The floor was all mat, like those in Japan. She saw nothing too threatening. Keefe had taken off his guns and sword and placed them on a wall hanging apparently made especially for them. Raven's bag was underneath this box, along with her scimitars. He must've taken them from her last night when they arrived.

She saw a painting on the wall next to it. It was a beautiful landscape. Jungle, with birds and fog. If only this place looked like that painting.

Keefe stirred again, and his hand moved away from her waist. Unfortunatly, he put his head on Raven's stomach, making it impossible for her to move any more.

She contented herself by thinking about what she would be forced to do here, staring at the hangings above her. Would she be a slave to his bed? That was what it was looking like right now. Would she be doing hard work in bad conditions? She prefered that rather than being in anyone's bed. Would she have to-

"Ah. I see you are awake. Did you sleep well?" Raven jumped, startled. Keefe had gotten up and was sitting cross-legged in front of her, like a little kid. How adorable she thought, then mentally slapped herself.

"Um, I think I did. I'm not sure. Where am I?" She asked, making eye contact.

"You are in my bedroom. I am the Lord of this planet, Chesmer. I think you will like it here." Raven goggled. He ruled the planet. Interesting. "Up. We have to get you situated." He stood up on the bed, bounced a few times, and jumped off. Raven just wriggled out of the blankets onto the floor.

"Now, Raven. The reason I needed a female from your team, I need a sorceress. I knew you wouldn't be able to get me the Moonstone, but it would have been useful. But that is not the point. The point is I needed a sorceress." He offered his arm to Raven, which she accepted, not really wanting to. He led her to the other side of the bed that she had not seen. There was a large window, looking out. It was the same view of the painting she had seen earlier.

"Why do you need a sorceress?" She asked, then added, "Milord."

"No need to call me that. You are equivelent to a queen here, so call me Keefe. But our prophecy states each ruler must find his own sorceress, else a war will begin. Do you understand so far?" Raven nodded mutely.

He pulled asided the hangings on the bed. She never realized how high it was. She would never be able to get up by herself. As though in response to her thought, Keefe picked her up and sat her down on the bed. Now, since he was still standing, they were the same height. She normally stood only to a few inches below his shoulders. She looked into his eyes as he began to speak.

"You are to be in my court. This will be your quarters, in here with me." Raven was beginning to feel really uncomfortable now. "You really have nothing to do, unless you have a vision. When you have one, no matter what, you must find me and tell me. If you don't, no matter how insignificant it may be to you, it may mean the fall of Chesmer. Okay?" She nodded. "Any questions?"

"Can I use my normal powers?" He nodded. "And do you have a shower?" Keefe smiled, a sweet smile. He took her hand, making Raven jump off the bed, and went out through the door with the drapes. It was the bathroom. It was all gold and yellow and brown. There was a large tub in the back. There were candles placed all around it, and several jets. There was a big shower in the corner near the door, but they weren't together.

"Oh, Raven, before I forget. I know you might feel uncofortable in this, but it is what you must wear. The traditional sorceress garb." He held up what looked like a black bra with black and green little hanging symbols. He held up a matching bikini bottom-looking item too. Also with the symbols. She felt her eyes widen. "You are a virgin, are you not?" She blushed, looked down, and nodded. "It would not work if you were not. This allows you to see the visions, and increases your magic. When you are done with your shower, put this on. I will take you on a tour of the palace, and you will meet the rest of my court." Putting the clothes away, he left, sliding a door closed behind him. Raven heard him close the drapes too.

Raven sat on the edge of the tub. She took off her uniform, folding it and putting it on the floor. It was the last shred of tangible evidence she had even belonged to the legendary crime fighting team, other than the photographs Star and Terra had packed for her. She stepped naked into the shower and turned on the tap. The water was very warm. She shampooed her hair with a blue shampoo that had a scent like wildberries, her favorite. It had a picture of a bird on the front. Maybe that meant it was for her. There was another shampoo in there, on the other side of the shower. It was green and smelled like pine. Must have been Keefe's. She apparently had half of the shower. She washed up with the stuff on her side. Finding a razor, she shaved her legs, her bikini line, and her underarms. She giggled. She had never took such a long shower before. She had been in there at least fifteen minutes, so she turned off the water.

She found a towel on a stand outside the shower door and dried off. She looked for the oufit Keefe had held up. All she saw was a closet, and when she opened it, it contained all different colors of the same outfit. Which was is she had to wear?

"KEEFE?" she called.

"Yes?" She heard, muffled.

"Which one... hold on." She wrapped herself in the towel, opened the door, pulled back the drapes, found Keefe reading a book on the bed, and dragged him into the bathroom. "Which one do I have to wear?"

Keefe laughed and answered, "Any one. Except the pink one, I don't think it would go very good with your complexion. You get to wear a different one everyday though, so experiment. Or you could walk around in the towel, but I don't reccomend that. Also, on the first day of your period every month, you get to throw one away and get a new one made in what ever color you want."

"Really? Neat! Wait. Will these allow me to show emotion now?" Raven asked.

"Yes they will. Now get dressed and ready. There is makeup on the vanity out in the bedroom." He left again.

Raven chose a dark purple garb. It went well with her hair and complexion. She went to the sink and dried her hair straight with the blow dryer she found there. At the vanity in the bedroom, she found every shade of every color of every kind of makeup. She put on a purple eyeshadow that matched her clothes, and put a thin line of purple eyeliner on her bottom lid, and some mascara.

"Keefe, do I get to wear any shoes?" She asked as she walked over to the mirror.

"No. Not many people in the palace wear shoes. It's just easier to go barefoot. Do you like the way you look?"

Raven stared into the mirror. She was gorgeous. Keefe walked up behind her a placed a gold headdress on her head. It had a large green gem in the center, and gold disks fell all around her head. He placed his hands on her shoulders and watched her in the mirror.

"I love it. Why do you get to wear those clothes, aren't you the king?"

"You're right." He went to the dresser and took of his black wifebeater. He put on a green one instead. "Ready?" Raven laughed. She hadn't been able to do that in a long time. It felt good.

Keefe offered her his arm, which she took with pleasure. She was getting used to all this now. They walked out a door Raven hadn't noticed earlier, and into a hallway.

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