Bored247- LOL. Thanks. So glad you liked it. Although I agree about Scott, I thought that could come in later, maybe. ;-)
Nettlez- LOL. Yeah, he is. I know what you mean. Thanks, I glad you're enjoying it. :-)
Dark Anime Love- LOL. It's ok, rant and rave all you want. ;-) Thanks, and yes, this is probably going to be pretty long.
Kitrazzle Fayn- LOL. You are so right. Glad you liked it.
UNWANTED VISITORS
"Hi Anna, I'm sorry to startle you. I just heard that you were back in town and-" Scott stopped mid-sentence as he was in the process of trying to let himself in, and noticed Remy standing a few feet away. The two just glared at each other.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that you had...company." Scott said pointing over to where Remy was standing.
"Um, he-" Anna just stumbled over what exactly to say, not knowing what to do with this situation. Scott was the last person she would have expected at her door step, let alone wanted there right now.
"Remy's not a guest." Remy decided to point out for her, all too happy with angering Scott in the process.
"Then what is he?" Scott asked quite annoyed. Remy walked over to Anna and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her to him tightly.
"We be happily married homme."
"Really?" Scott asked looking to Anna for the truth, but she avoided his gaze. She wasn't in the mood for a pissing contest. So Remy took her left hand and brought up to his lips, purposely showing of her ring.
"So, why you here, exactly, Scott?" Remy asked.
"Just wanted to pay Anna a little visit, since I heard she was back in town."
"That's all?"
"Yeah, that's all."
"Then Remy be guessin' dat you be leavin' den, non?" Scott was getting angrier by the minute, feeling his blood boil.
"Guess so." The two just stared at one another before Scott headed towards the door. Remy quickly opened it for him, giving a fake smile. After Scott had made it onto the porch, he waved at him.
"Bye bye Scotty boy." and nearly slammed the door behind him.
Remy turned around, hoping to fix this current situation and act as if Scott had never come by, and resume his previous business with his wife. However, he noticed that she was heading towards the kitchen, and away from him, in a huff. She grabbed a vase and began to fill it with water. But Remy walked over to the counter, grabbed the roses and threw them into the trash. She raised her eyebrow at him, and then defiantely, went for the roses, but Remy stopped her.
"Why you keepin' those chere?"
"There isn't anythin' wrong with them. Why not?"
"Dere from Scott."
"He was just tryin' ta beh nice ta meh."she pointed out as she put the roses in the vase.
"Was he just tryin' to be nice to you before Anna?"
"We live here, why not try and get along?"
"We could move." She was angry, and that was obvious, but he didn't know what he had done to cause this.
"This is mah home!"
"Don't mean we can't make one somewhere else."
"Don't mean Ah should have ta." Remy couldn't help reverting back to those feelings he had only moments before Scott intruded. Just standing there in front of her was killing him, loving the way she looked when she was angry.
"Anna." he nearly groaned.
"No! Don'tcha Anna meh. Ah finally don't have ta move 'round an' Ah don't wanna. Whatevah ya got goin' through ya mind Remy LeBeau, is ya's ta deal with cause Ah ain't havin' no part of it." Knowing that all of her ranting was not about to end anytime soon, and not knowing how much more of this waiting he could take, he quickly pulled her into a close embrace. Their lips were nearly touching, but Anna was having no part of it, as her eyes turned into slits. He just smirked, not caring who won the battle at the moment, but he was going to win the war, if not for the sake of his pants.
"Chere." he whispered. Her demeanor seemed to lighten just a bit, so he took the opportunity and kissed her. He quickly deepened the kiss, hoping that she wouldn't figure out what he was up to, and he pushed her slightly up against the counter, tipping the vase of roses over, just enough.
Anna jumped and saw what he had done. She turned to him, giving him a fiery, dirty look. But he didn't give her much time to think as he quickly lifted her up, bridal style and headed upstairs as quickly as he could get her there. He could deal with the Scott situation later.
