Chapter 6 – Awww I'm almost finished the story!! There's going to be another chapter or two, just to finish it off. I hope you're all still enjoying it!

Bombalurina was standing at the window at the side of her den, staring mindlessly out at the rain and the darkness. She lifted a paw and wrote 'Tugger' in the steam from her breath. She gazed at his name then pressed her lips against it. She had had a long night by herself; all her time had been taken up with thoughts of him.

She loved him. She wanted to love him, she didn't want to get over him, Demeter had been right. She just wished he hadn't acted like such an idiot. He had hurt her so much, but he had made her feel so special too.

Surely their time together had meant something to him. It might not have meant as much as it had to her, but he must've had some sort of feelings for her.

Bombalurina's ears pricked up, she could've sworn she had heard a knock on the door. There it was again, a very quiet knock, but a knock nonetheless. She prayed it wasn't Demeter and Munkus back in one their 'giggly' moods they could get into around each other.

"Yes?" she called, still gazing out the window at the rain. She could hear whoever it was clearing their throat. "Come in, it's open." Bomba said absentmindedly.

The door handle turned very slowly and the door was opened slightly. Bomba made her way up to it to help whoever it was in. She pulled the door open and froze.

"Tugger." She whispered. There he was, in all his glory. He was drenched and three deep claw marks were dripping blood onto his mane. He had a now useless black scarf tied around his neck and something under his arm. He looked so different, almost vulnerable.

"Yes." He whispered back, his eyes glued to hers.

Bombalurina stepped backwards, shaking her head.

"Leave me alone." She whispered again. But he could tell she didn't mean it.

"I'm sorry." Tugger said, stepping into the den and closing the door behind him. "You don't understand how sorry I am."

"No, I do. And if you think for a second that I am going to believe all the crap you are about to say, then you can just go."

"But I am sorry. So so so sorry. For everything. For everything I've put you through and everything I've done to you. For every tear I made you cry, and every time I ever pushed you away or humiliated you. I would take it all back if I could, I swear I would."

Bombalurina laughed disbelievingly.

"Very nice Tugger! You've really worked hard on that one, haven't you? Awww you know what? I sooo forgive you! That like totally makes everything ok!" Bomba said sarcastically, turning her back to Tugger.

"Babe-"

"Don't you dare call me that," Bomba said turning back to face Tugger, who was still standing at the door. "What do you think I'm going to do? Fall at your feet? Not any more. It makes me feel sick, thinking about how easily I let you have me. I was so stupid, and to think I was actually proud of what I did with you! I was so proud that I had gone the whole way with the great Rum Tum Tugger!" she was standing right in front of him now. He looked away, ashamed.

"You are so pathetic." She hissed. Tugger's eyes pricked with tears. It did not go unnoticed. Bombalurina reached up a paw, stroking his unwounded cheek.

"Oh don't cry Tuggs," she started, in a simpering voice. It soon changed, "Because if you think you're upset, just imagine how the hell I feel!" She stopped stroking him; she took her paw away, then lifted it again and slapped him sharply across the face.

Tugger staggered over, his paw clutching his slapped cheek. His tears began to fall, not though, because his cheek hurt.

"Bombalurina, please," he said, trying not to let his tears affect his voice, "I – I love you." He stood up, his cheek now scarlet.

"No you don't. You know what you do love though?" Bomba said, eyebrows raised, she was standing so close to Tugger he could feel the heat from her body. "Sex. Not me. Just sex." She turned away from him, her paws on her hips. There was a long silence.

"I wish you did though." She whispered suddenly. Tugger saw a glimmer of hope.

"But I do. Bombs I do. I love you so much." Tugger said, going to her and sliding a paw onto her shoulder. She turned around, her green eyes shone with tears too.

"You think you do. But no matter how much you want it to be true, and no matter how much I want it to be true, it doesn't mean it is." She whispered again, smiling sadly. She lifted her paw again, but this time she softly wiped away the tears that were now falling rapidly from Tugger's eyes. He closed his eyes at her touch.

"But it is true. I've loved you since I first met you. I can understand why you don't believe me, but it is possible, for me to-" he swallowed, opening his eyes and gazing into hers, "fall in love."

"Oh Tuggs, we've got ourselves into quite a mess." She said, her paw stopped stroking him but it remained on his damp cheek.

"I know, and it's all my fault. I'm sorry." He said softly, putting his paw on top of hers on his cheek. "It's just…I seem to have to, I don't know, I just can't let anyone get to close or something. I let you in more than I've ever let anyone in, it just…felt so right with you." He stepped closer to her, setting the cushion down subtly and cupping her face in his paws. "I just fell so in love with you. I never thought I would ever feel this way about any queen. But you're not just any queen are you? You're Bombalurina. My special Bombalurina."

Bombalurina held back a sob. "I'm not special. I'm the same as every queen in the junkyard. Another queen to fall in love with you, another notch on your silver belt. Just…another." She looked up into his wet eyes, shining like pools of liquid gold, and sighed wistfully.

"Bombs you know that isn't true. You have to listen to me." He pleaded. Tugger took his paws off her face and held hers in his. He took one of them and buried it into his mane. She smiled, looking a little confused.

"What are you-?"

"You feel that?" he asked. Bombalurina nodded, she could feel his heart beating under his mane.

"That's my heart, Bombs. And if you don't listen to me and believe that I love you with every little bit of it, it'll break into a million pieces. And nobody else will ever be able to fix it."

Bombalurina smiled, but her tears fell faster. "Oh Tuggs."

"Please. Just please, I know how I've treated you and-" he was cut off by his own sob, he breathed in deeply, "God, I'm so pathetic!" he laughed.

"No Tugger, no you're not. You're the least pathetic tom I've ever met." She said, wrapping her arms around him. He hugged her back tightly.

"Bombalurina, I will always love you. I promise you." He said, kissing the top of her head.

"Mmm, I know. I'll love you always too, Tuggs." She said, her head in his mane.

"Oh I brought you this…it's kind of stupid but…" he bent down to pick up the cushion and handed it to her. Her face broke into a smile.

"My favourite cushion! You remembered." She said, stroking the little stars.

"It's a bit soppy…"

"No, it isn't soppy!" she laughed, "I love it." She beamed, looking up at him. The huge cut down his face suddenly registered.

"Tugger, your face…" she gasped, setting the cushion down on a chair and gently tilting his head so she could see it. "What the hell happened to-"

"Macavity." Tugger said bitterly.

"Macavity? What were you doing with…"

"I bumped into him and his little friends on my way over. But it's nothing, honestly. Misto saved my ass though."

"Nothing? Tugger let me…I don't know, Jenny deals with all that sort of thing. I can clean it for you though. And look at your mane!" she said, looking at his bloodstained mane. She hurried over to the 'kitchen' type part of the den and came back with a towel and basin of warm water.

"Seriously babe, I'm fine." Tugger said, letting Bomba lead him over to the window so she could see properly, thanks to the streetlight outside.

"Now this could sting, probably, I don't know. Jenny always says that." She said, taking off Tugger's sodden scarf. Bomba dipped the towel into the water and gingerly dabbed at Tugger's cut. He winced.

"Sorry, does that hurt terribly?" Bomba asked, taking the towel away.

"Just a bit." Tugger grimaced. She continued to dab and clean the cut until there were just three neat scratch-marks down the side of his face.

"That's the best I can do. Sorry Tugger." She said, gently kissing his cut.

"It feels a lot better, thanks," He smiled at her, "Are my amazing looks ruined forever?"

She couldn't help but smile back, "Not forever…"

"That bad?"

"No, I'm joking!" she laughed. She put a paw lightly on it, "I don't know, it's kinda sexy actually…"

"Sexy? Maybe I should get into fights more often, you manage to do it without having to get cut down your face."

"That was a good line!" she paused, wrapping her arms around his neck, "I guess you're pretty sexy without the huge cut too."

He slid his arms around her waist and kissed her gently on the lips.

"I love you so much." He whispered.

"I love you too." She replied.

He kissed her again, for longer this time. She softly stroked the back of his neck, making him purr. He kept kissing her, making her purr too. Tugger began kissing her neck, whispering how much he loved her.

"Oh Tuggs." She sighed contendedly, running her paws through his mane. He stopped kissing her.

"Babe?"

"I just…love you." She whispered. He kissed her on her lips again, she wrapped her legs around his waist, he moved his paws under her legs to support her and carried her through to her room, laying her down on her bed.

"Is this ok?" Tugger asked, lying down beside her and setting his paw on her waist.

"Are you serious?" she smiled, one eyebrow raised seductively.

"I want do it right this time, babe."

"Trust me, we will." She winked, kissing him, one paw in his mane.

She slowly brought the other one down his chest and stomach and slipped it under his belt at his hip. She stroked him softly, letting her paw drift across his toned stomach, then back up to his hip, up and down, but always under his belt. Tugger swallowed, his breathing quickened.

"Babe-"

"Mmm?" she smiled, still stroking him.

"You know that-" he swallowed again, " you know that drives me crazy."

"I know. That's why I do it." She said, loving the feeling of power, "Want me to stop?" she asked innocently.

"No!" he said quickly, purring loudly, "Don't - don't stop. I love it."

"Don't I know it." She breathed onto his neck.

He put a hand on the small of her back, pulling her closer to him, kissing her like he would never stop. He brought his leg over hers and moved himself on top of her, running a paw down her thigh.

"You know me so well, babe." He said, kissing her neck and bringing his paw right up her body. She suddenly put her paws on his chest, holding him off her.

"But Tuggs, are you sure you can so this?" she asked, a hint of doubt in her voice.

"Babe, I'm not trying to be tactless, but I'm kind of experienced in this department."

"I'm not talking about that!" she laughed, then paused trying to choose her words carefully, "I mean…I'm not trying to be y'know, rude or insensitive, because I know how different you can be…" she said, fiddling with his belt as if she didn't want to go on.

"Bombs, spit it out already."

"Just, are you sure your ready to have a 'full-on' commimenty- type relationship? Like, will you even be here when I wake up?"

"Ok I'm going to make a promise to you, and that's something I don't say very often!" he smiled, lying back down next to her, but keeping his paws on her waist. "I promise you that I am a completely ready for a 'full-on commitmnety-type relationship' with you. And I'm going to be here every morning when you wake up, don't worry." He said, gazing intently into her emerald eyes. She remained silent for a few moments.

"Awww!" she smiled, "You're such a queen!"

"Babe, you are looking at a hundred percent, pure, unadulterated tom!" He laughed, putting his paws under his head and winking.

"Of course, I couldn't agree more." she smiled, slipping a leg over his and moving herself so she was lying on him.

"I love you." she beamed, kissing him on the lips.

"Love you more." he smiled back.