"How are you feeling Stitch?" Lilo asked as she walked through the door with Angel prancing behind her.
Stitch sat on the bed with his back against the wall. He had the sheets covering the bottom half of his body while the top exposed itself. He had the ugly duckling book in his hands, his favorite book when he was a pup. At the sound of his name, Stitch turned his head to the entrance and saw his favorite females.
"Better." He responded and smiled.
Lilo raised her hand to stroke the blue fur on Stitch's cheek lightly. The blue alien purred, leaning in to the girl's ginger touch. He loved the feeling of her delicate fingertips lightly graze across his fur, causing a tingling sensation. She had to be one of the most soothing people in the world. He leaned closer, indicating to her how much he enjoyed it. Lilo beamed as her hand stroked him faster, but still carefully as to not scratch him. Once again, Stitch moved closer and sighed with contentment. Lilo dunked her head to kiss his head then removed her hand, causing Stitch to make a pout.
The girl laughed while Angel remained behind Lilo. She felt a sense of insecurity linger in the pit of her stomach. She knew she should not feel this way. After all, Stitch only thinks of Lilo as his best friend and Lilo thinks of him as one too. However, the way she caressed his blue face and the way he constantly tilted towards her produced a miniature feeling of jealousy. She shook her head to clear it, almost vigorously. How could she think like that? She trusted Stitch of course. After rescuing her from Gantu, Stitch promised to love her always and she will stand by that promise. Then again, promises are made to be kept, but will always end up broken. At least, that's what she heard from a local.
Even if Stitch did fall in love with Lilo and vice versa, she wouldn't do anything drastic to keep it from happening. Stitch had told her the story of how he and Lilo met, how they became one huge family, and why there are experiments walking on Earth. She could tell by the tone of his voice that he was ecstatic talking about Lilo and how much of a wonderful person she was. For three straight months, Angel encouraged Stitch to tell her stories of his wild adventures with Lilo. After those three months, Angel decided to spend a day with Lilo to find out what she was like. However, that day turned into a week and the girls instantly bonded. A little while after that, Angel bonded with Nani and soon, she had the whole family accepting her.
"Angel? Are you okay? You seem out of it." Lilo responded to her best female friend.
The pink experiment nodded. "Ih, meega fine. Lilo, can meega and buchee-bu be alone?"
"Oh of course." Lilo responded cheerfully, but both experiments, though they didn't dwell on it, noticed the slight disappointment in her tone. "Is it okay if I come in later to check on you guys?"
Both experiments nodded and with a small smile, Lilo left, closing the door softly behind her. When both Stitch and Angel couldn't hear the clicking of her footsteps, they did not waste any time chatting. Angel pounced on the bed in front of Stitch who began his explanation.
"Meega very worried about Lilo. Shoga wrote in diary that Nani told her something. Something awful. Nani naga say what, but Lilo feel scared. Meega too." Stitch said as he hung his head. Angel didn't say anything so Stitch continued their conversation. "Have fun?"
"Ih. Meega and Lilo play at beach. We had fun time until Myrtle and possy came. Shoga said very bad things, but Lilo got her back." Angel remembered what Lilo said on the beach and immediately flopped on the bed and clutched her sides with laughter.
This made Stitch curious. "Gaba Lilo say?"
"Sh-Shoga called M-M-yrtle a lessan!" Angel gurgled out in between fits of laughter, her face turning a scarlet red.
"Gaba?" Stitch asked, scratching the back of his head in confusion. "Angel, meega naga understand. Repeat it."
Angel tried to force it out again, but her laughter won over her words and she doubled over once again. Her words struggling to get out, but her chortling kept it from emitting her lips. Stitch knew he wasn't going to get anything from her so he settled with the real source.
He climbed out of bed and left the still hysterical Angel to her snorting. He stepped on the platform, which rose on contact. Once the platform stopped, Stitch observed his surroundings. He missed his old room. Sure, it was nice having the same room with Angel, but it wasn't the same. His new room didn't have a ceiling that opened up to reveal the sky. It didn't have a petite cot with a cotton blanket. Most of all, it didn't have Lilo. Speaking of Lilo, he found her on the bed with her head up to look at him. In front of her was the diary and in her hand held a pen.
He noticed tears filling up her brown eyes. She looked at him with a sad expression as if she was jotting down the worst moments of her life in the handheld journal. Stitch felt shocked at seeing the evident sorrow on his best friend's face. Then, as if someone snapped at her, she hastily wiped away the tears, shut the book forcefully, and shoved it underneath her. The pen stayed held in her tiny hand.
"Lilo? Isa something wrong?" Stitch asked carefully as he walked up to her. Man do I hate seeing her cry.
"No, nothing's wrong Stitch." Lilo quickly reassured as she mentally kicked herself inside for Stitch catching her.
"If naga something wrong, why Lilo crying?" He asked again.
She shook her head. "I wasn't crying Stitch."
He was about to question her again, but the seriousness in her unusual dark tone made him forget about it. Obviously, she doesn't want to talk so why should he force her? Then he remembered the real reason for finding her. "Angel told meega youga called Myrtle something funny."
"I did. Do you know what I said?" Lilo interrogated.
"Naga. Angel too busy laughing. What youga say?" Stitch inquisitively asked.
Lilo began to explain to Stitch about her day with Angel. How they played on the beach until Myrtle and her extremely annoying possy showed up. She recited every harsh detail of what Myrtle said, causing Stitch to cringe in a repulsive manner. Then when Lilo admitted to Stitch that she called Myrtle a lesbian, Stitch busted out laughing as Angel did. He rolled on the floor, pounding his fists on the floor while he cracked in hysterics. Lilo watched amusedly, thinking how cute he was when he laughed like that. He was rolling and pounding his fists on the floor as if he was a baby that didn't get what he wanted. However, instead of crying, he was laughing. This made Lilo's blood churn and her face blushed.
Stitch desisted his laughing with a small chuckle then rolled over to face Lilo. Her thin lips curved into a smile while her face turned into a shade of light pink. He thought she looked pretty whenever she blushed. When that thought passed through his mind, he felt his stomach churning. He smiled at her, causing the Hawaiian girl to blush even deeper. Stitch's grin remained plastered on his face as he trotted towards her. He noticed her blush deepened so she turned away to hide it. His drippy tongue slid across her face, causing the girl to squeal and laugh at the same time.
"Stitch!" She cried with laughter. "Remember what happened the last time you did that?"
Now it was Stitch's turn to blush as his tongue quickly detached itself from her face. He turned away, remembering how he accidentally kissed Lilo with his tongue. He circled around to see Lilo was silently giggling to herself.
"Funny?" Stitch asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Kind of." Lilo admitted. And very nice too I must add. When that thought crossed her mind, Lilo could've sworn she felt butterflies swarming in her stomach. Did I really enjoy that kiss? I know I want love, but is it in Stitch? No, I can never have his heart. He and Angel are together and it looks like they're going to remain that way forever. Besides, not once has he ever said he loved me as he so easily did with Angel. Furthermore, even if Angel didn't enter his life, I still could never have him. Why would he love me like that? Wait, why am I even thinking like this? Okay Lilo, pull yourself together. Did I just say my name in my thoughts? Oh great, now I know I'm going crazy. Crazy for Stitch that is. No wait! What am I talk- err, thinking about? Okay Lilo, calm down or you'll go insane. Argh! I said my name in my thoughts again! Oh, what on Earth is Stitch doing to me!
"Umm, Lilo? Youga okay?" Stitch asked, noticing her blank expression.
Lilo, he's talking to you! Answer him you insane girl! Lilo shook her head. "Huh what? Oh yeah, I'm alright."
Stitch continued to stare at her. While he did this, he noticed her blushing and bowed her head to hide it once again. He pounced lightly on the bed beside her and raised her chin with his finger. He smiled at her, which caused her lips to form a shy smile. He thought she looked adorable when she smiled like that. She placed the pen on the adjacent table and leaned forward to rest her head on his chest. Stitch felt oddly comfortable and very pleased when her arms held him around the waist. His arms automatically slipped around her upper body to pull her closer.
It was then that the blue alien felt something. A warm sensation that only Angel managed to bring out in him. Except this time, it was stronger and fiercer than what he felt whenever he was around her. With Angel, he felt passion for her, but it was as if it wasn't there. The burning, heavy passion he had for her after he rescued her, slowly receded. Everyday their hot desire for each other grew less intense. Sure their kisses were still loving and their embraces were still passionate, but that strong desire they felt for each other before almost disappeared. They had fights, but they were rare and when they make up, it's usually apologies, the three words, and then feather kisses. Every time they fought, Stitch always wondered, where had their strong passion gone?
Now while he sat on the bed, holding Lilo close, he began to feel that familiar passion again. He wondered if it was just because she was his best friend for a long time that she was becoming very dear to him. That or maybe he was falling in love with her. He wasn't afraid to agree he may have fallen for Lilo, but he wasn't certain. Pleakley, being the romance lover he was, found out that Stitch had some problems concerning his relationship with Angel. He confronted Stitch about it who reluctantly confessed he didn't feel that same burning passion he had for her a while ago. To help him, Pleakley made poor Stitch watch romance movies with him to give him an idea of what to do. Of course, as much as he loathed romance movies, he paid great attention to the movies. However, the majority of the movies had best friends pairing together. Pleakley told him that usually when two friends, if they were different genders, expand their friendship for more than a year, either they become bored with each other, or they fall in love. Now Stitch wondered: since he and Lilo had grown close over the years, would it be possible for them to fall in love?
His pondering broke because of a light snore. Stitch looked down to see the little girl had indeed fallen asleep. Grinning, he easily laid her down on the bed, slipped her arms off him, and stood beside the bed. He pulled the covers back then picked her up once again only to lay her down on the bed and tuck her in. She snuggled under the covers as a smile crossed her face.
Even though she is beautiful when she's asleep, she certainly has been sleeping a lot lately. It's starting to worry me. Stitch then recalled just barely a moment ago when he first came up into her room. He remembered her writing something in her diary and crying while writing. He looked on the bed where the diary Lilo seemed to have forgotten laid exposed to him.
His arm lunged forward to grab it then he sunk to the ground. He opened the little book once again to the page where he remembered he left off. His eyes turned to the page where she started writing another entry in. His eyes soaked the information as his heart slowly sunk into the deep depths of his stomach with worry.
Nani told me something horrible today, but I'll just explain how the day went before giving out the news. This morning, Stitch was sick so Angel played with me today. She was in such a big hurry that we didn't gather all the supplies we would want for the beach. So instead, we sat down in front of the ocean, but it was not very peaceful. The sun was practically cooking us! She asked how we cool off and of course, we were sitting right in front of the ocean. That water is very cool and very refreshing. She wanted to cool off so I'll show her how to cool. I pushed her into the water. Stitch had to contain his chuckle at the mere image of Lilo pushing Angel, who like him also dislike getting wet, into the ocean. She wasn't very happy with me, but I was too busy laughing to care. She reached her hand out so I could help her out, but I knew what she was planning to do. I told her I wasn't going to fall for it, but I was interrupted mid sentence when her hands grabbed my ankles and pulled me in! Stitch let out a soft chortle of laughter so he wouldn't disturb the sleeping beauty on the bed. That pink ball of fluff was laughing with her jaw opened so I splashed water into her mouth. Just before she could open her eyes, I ducked underwater and tugged her down by her feet. Let's just say, she got dangerous then. I swam away from her, but to my misfortune, she caught up to me with sonic speed and grabbed hold of me. My lungs were already stinging for the need of air. I franticly wriggled in her grasp and swam to shore. There, I instantly gasped and coughed. I guess my lungs are now immune to the sickness I had. Angel started worrying and after I told her we were alright, Myrtle and her possy had to come along. Myrtle's attitude was quite disgusting, saying that I'm desperate for love so I'm starting to date dogs that are the same gender as me. I told her Stitch, Angel, and I were all friends and she said that Stitch wouldn't even noticed if I dropped dead. Instead, she said he'd be celebrating. Finally, I had enough of her attitude and I told her if she didn't hang around boys soon, people would think she was a lesbian. I know it was disgusting and not my usual choice of words, but she had it coming to her! I must've done something right because the girls looked at me disgustedly while Angel cracked up laughing. After the girls went away, I asked Angel if we could go see Stitch. I was starting to worry about him. I raced Angel home and I beat her. She wasn't very happy about it by the way. I stayed with Stitch for a little while until Angel asked if she could be alone with him. I agreed, left, and met up with Nani. She pulled me into the kitchen and much to my fright, she told me-
It cut off from there because Stitch had interrupted her. He wished he barged in after a little while longer. Glancing at Lilo with high concern, he kissed her cheek and placed the book on her table where the pen remained. She moaned and turned to lay on her back with her arms sprawled. Stitch watched as her chest rose and fell with every breath she took. Unable to resist the urge, he leaned forward and softly planted a butterfly kiss on her forehead. He then turned to exit out of the room and tell Angel the surprising piece of information he got out Lilo's diary.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Lilo and Stitch or their characters. I only own the story, plot, and Kira who will be appearing soon.
Note: Okay, so that's it until Monday. Have a nice weekend everybody and hopefully I'll hear from all of you on Monday. Ta-Ta!