"Hey Christie!" Elliot grinned, "Came to see you."

"Yea, I noticed. Who's your friend?"

"I'm kokoro" she coldly replied as she examined Christie, "You met me at the tournament."

"That geisha girl right?"

"Yea, that's me."

"So, what are you doing here Elliot?" she said while directing her attention the blonde boy once more. She was actually quite pleased he actually came by but at the same time pissed because she was tired.

"I wanted to come see you" he smiled and entered the condo, "And I needed to talk to you."

Christie sighed and closed her door after the Japanese girl entered after Elliot, "Don't you have school in the morning?"

"Yea, but I can miss a day."

Christie sighed, "Don't you have homework?"

"Nope!" he smiled widely, "None what so ever."

"I thought you would be happy he came by Christie. After all, you two are an item."

"An item?" Christie arched an eyebrow, "Says who?"

"Well Elliot of course" she flipped her hair back and walked over to the platinum haired woman, "care to deny it Ms. Christie."

Christie smirked and got closer to the girl "Watch yourself kid."

"I'm not afraid of you."

"For the time being."

"Are you insinuating a threat?"

"No threat what so ever." Christie grinned devilishly while playing with a strand of the girls hair, "Why you may ask, because I don't make threats. I make promises."

"OOOKAAY!" Elliot yelled out while rushing in between the two girls to break up the tension, "How about some tea? I brought lemon!"

"I'll pass on that one Elliot. I have work to do and you have to go home."

"But I need to talk to you."

"Let her go Elliot. She so isn't worth your time or effort."

Christie chuckled "You certainly have a mouth on you girl. Someone needs to adjust it for you."

"Is that a threat?" Kokoro challenged while getting in Christie's face.

"OR HOW ABOUT RASBERRY!" Elliot cut in, "Full of vitamin c!"

"Again, I'll pass."

Christie shot Kokoro one last death glance and headed towards her bedroom, leaving Kokoro and Elliot alone in the living room.

"Well thanks a lot Kokoro, you did it this time!"

"What did I do?"

"YOU CHALLENGED CHRISITE!!"

"Someone needs to." She nonchalantly replied as she took out a stick or spearmint, "Want one?"

"Is it mint flav….NOT THE POINT!" Elliot sighed and lowered his head, "Look kokoro, I know you have my best interest at heart, but I really love this woman."

"Please Elliot, you don't know what love is."

"Kokoro, how long have you known me?"

She popped her gum and thought about the question "About eight years."

"And have you ever known me to be wrong about anything?"

"…No."

"Now, with that said" he looked back up at his friend, "Do you think I'm wrong about this?"

"First time for everything Elliot."

"Kokoro, just trust me on this."

"But she's an assassin. She'll kill you if you make her upset."

Elliot chuckled and took his friend had. "Doubt it."

"Elliot…"

"Trust me Kokoro."

Kokoro sighed and smiled gently at her friend. In her heart she knew she had to trust his judgment and leave it at that; but her mind was saying different. Telling her to be the protector of her best friend so he wouldn't get hurt emotionally and more than likely physically. Knowing that her agreeing to let him do his own thing was a bad idea in her mind, her heart was telling her to let him go and if he makes a mistake, he'll just have to learn from it. Knowing that her decision was critical, she chose with Elliot's best interest and decided to let him work out a relationship with Christie.

Smiling, she hugged her friend good bye, feeling as of now she was a third wheel, and told him to be careful. Elliot agreed and told her he would call he when he got home later on that evening. Knowing deep down she was dong he right thing, Kokoro couldn't help but have second thoughts about her decision as she opened and headed out the door, only to hear Elliot quietly shut it behind her. Looking back every few moments, silently hoping, to see if her friend would follow her; but as she thought Elliot was not going to follow. Feeling regrets about her decision, Kokoro let them fade as the faint "Ding" of the elevator sounded and she quietly boarded the contraption; only to get one last look at the door before the metal doors encased her.

PRINCESSLADYPRINCESSLADYPRINCESSLADY

"He wrote you a letter?"

"Yes" Christie sighed into the phone, "He did."

"Your joking right?"

"I'm afraid not."

"Wow" her friend, laughed into the phone, "That's funny."

"Ashjan, support would be wonderful."

"I am supporting you…by telling you this. CHRISTIE AND ELLIOT SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

Christie growled and set her phone back on her charger while putting it on speaker. "You know, you act more like a twelve year old than a twenty-two year old woman."

"Hey, I have fun."

"Sure you do" Christie paused and unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a virgin white lace bra, " Sometimes I wonder if you're the Age you say you are."

"Aw come on Chris, don't be that way."

"I'm always this way. Get used to it.'

"I bet Elliot could, lighten you up more if he gave you some D."

Christie choked, "Excuse me?"

Her friend laughed hysterically, "You heard me."

"He's a virgin Ashjan."

"So, my first boyfriend was a virgin and he made me have so many orgas…"

"Enough thank you!" Christie exclaimed in repugnance, "I rather not hear about your sexual experiences."

"Look Christie, if your not going to be with him, at least have some fun with him."

"I am not doing that to him" she retorted back while removing her skirt and allowing it to fall in a puddle beneath her feet, "He isn't like the other guys I usually fuck then toss out."

"So you do have feelings for the boy."

"I never said that."

"But do you?"

"…Ashjan, this is not twenty-one questions."

"You're avoiding the question Christie." Her friend replied mischievously

"You want the truth?"

"Yes I do."

"…I never felt this way about a man before and I think I have some connection with him. Happy?"

"In translation, that means you do love him!"

"Love…." She chuckled and blushed lightly, "I don't think love is real."

"Why not?" asked a male voice from the doorway.

Christie turned around and saw the voice's owner was no other than Elliot. Smirking and trying to hide her shameful blush. Getting back to her senses, Christie directed her gaze away from his blue orbs and retreated to the bathroom to retrieve her robe.

"IS THAT HIM!!!!?"

"Ashjan" Christie called out, "You have to go now."

"THAT'S ELLIOT ISN'T IT? I HEARD HIM1"

"Ashjan."

"THAT IS HIM!! Ohhhh Chris, you a freak."

"Ashjan." Chrisite said sternly as she reappeared from the bathroom, wearing a silk blue robe.

Elliot chuckled. "Friend of yours?"

"Yes, and she is pushing it now"

"I HEARD HIM AGAIN!! HI ELLIOT!"

"Hello."

"Goodbye Ashjan."

Before her friend could protest, Christie pressed the speaker button off on her phone and ended the call.

"She seemed nice." Elliot grinned and sat on Christie's queen-size black sheet covered bed, "I like her."

"She doesn't act her age so of course you could like her. Hell, you'll probably even relate to her."

"Still, she's nice."

"What are you still doing here?" Christie asked, getting to the point, "it's almost nine."

"I have no curfew."

"You should."

Elliot frowned. "I came to talk to you."

"About?"

"If you got my letter or not."

Christie sighed and began to blush again. "I did."

"So?"

"So what?" Christie turned around to face Elliot, "What do you want me to say?"

"If you feel the same."

Christie sighed and sat down on her bed next to Elliot. He was slightly taller than her and now it was like he towered over her while he was sitting down.

"Look kid. We…."

"Now we're back to you calling me kid." Elliot huffed in frustration "Just tell me the truth Christie. Am I wasting my time or is this really something?"

Quite surprised at the boy's bluntness, Christie smirked and gave him mental kudos. "Elliot…you're seventeen."

"Eighteen soon."

"Doesn't make it right." She put her hand on his shoulder, "I don't want to corrupt you."

Elliot took Christie's hand and kissed it lightly, making her blush again. "I have friends who have done worse than what you're doing."

"That may be so Elliot." She pulled her hand back and retained her stern voice," You're too young and I am not looking to get hurt again."

"Again?"

Shit, I said that aloud?

"Forget it…it's nothing."

"Christie…."

"I said drop it Elliot."

Elliot grinned and took the woman's reluctant hand once more. "I meant it when I said I loved you Christie."

"Just like Bayman said but he left me for another bitch after I gave him what he wanted."

"You gave him what he wanted?" Elliot asked curiously, apparently not getting what she meant.

Christie sighed "Sex Elliot."

"Well, I am not even after sex at all Christie." He paused and kissed her cheek, "I want a relationship with you and sex doesn't even have to be a part f that scenario."

"Elliot…."

Elliot tilted Christie's chin up so their eyes could meet and gently kissed her lips, entangling his finger's wit hers.

"Elliot please" the platinum haired woman pulled away, "Don't do this."

"You may be able to fool other people with your tough outer-layer Christie, but I know who you really are. I know what you want and what you need and I am here to give it to you. I mean it when I say I love you Christie and I won't hurt you. Bayman was a jackass for hurting you and next chance I get; I'll make him pay for hurting you. But you have to trust me when I say I won't, hurt you. I love you."

Christie smiled and entangled her fingers with Elliot's. "For some strange reason, I believe you."

Elliot kissed Christie once more and began to lay her down onto her bed. Trailing hot kisses from her lips an onto her neck, Elliot began to suckle on the baby soft skin while the woman beneath him moaned in pleasure, allowing them to fill the semi-empty house.

Alright , hope you enjoyed. DOA doesn't belong to me and I am happy people like my story. Thanks to all my reviwers. Comments, flames, and suggestions are welcome.