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He Will Be Loved

A Renier Laroche Love Story

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"All my life I've been good but now, I'm thinking 'what the hell'?" – Avril Lavigne

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The next few days passed without notice. Ren avoided me studiously, whether it was because he was humiliated or just wanted to protect his ball- I had no idea. It gave me satisfaction to see how uncomfortable he was; maybe he would be able to respect me for a change. Either way, I wasn't complaining…it was nice to be able to walk the halls in peace.

Unfortunately, in a week's time, I had to have him come in in order to remove his stitches. He was my last patient for the day, and he was already running late—probably doing it on purpose just to aggravate me. Bastard. I groaned, just from looking at the clock.

"Maybe you should head out," Clifford suggested, looking at me with an amused expression. "I'll take care of it for you, Dr. Morgan."

I waved his offer away. "Nah. Thanks for the offer though, Clifford. You know I wouldn't miss out on a chance to get on his nerves."

"Yeah, well, he seems to be the one to be doing the most damage, if you don't mind me saying, doctor," Clifford said, hiding a smile. I glowered at him, my impatience renewing with double the force. With one more look at the clock, I realized that I had definitely had it.

"UGH, where is that son-of-a-bitch!" I growled, stalking to the entrance. I tore my coat off; heels clicking as I angrily stomped away. "Stich removal be damned, I'm done." The second I said that, I ran into a hard chest.

"Am I a little late? Oops, my bad," a smooth voice stated, not sounding sorry whatsoever. "I hope that you can get these stitches out quickly though, I have better things to do than to be here."

I took a step back, glaring at the gorgeous man in front of me. Was it me, or did he look more attractive than the last time I had seen him? Realizing that I had been fantasizing about him, I quickly shook my head to eliminate the thought. Dammit, I have to stop thinking about him like that! I was supposed to hate him, not want to kiss him every single waking moment of my life.

Maybe a bath in holy water would help me cleanse myself of these thoughts.

"Really?" I shot back. "I wasn't aware that you were needed."

"Oh, I'm very needed," he gloated, flexing his biceps. "Unlike you, I have these babies of steel."

"Ha!" I laughed. "When you save hundreds of lives, give me a call."

"I do save lives," he argued. "I protect people from the likes of getting to know you. No wonder you have no friends besides Ansel—and even he doesn't think that highly of you."

I glowered at him, heading over to a lab drawer and fishing out a pair of scissors. No, I wasn't going to cut him… (yet) but that was the way to get out his stitches. "Really? You're not a charmer either, you know. I'm surprised that no one has called Animal Control on your ass yet."

His eyes narrowed and right then I instantly knew that I had struck a nerve. "Bitch."

I rolled my eyes-he had called me that so many times that it rarely bothered me anymore. "Asshole." He opened his mouth to retaliate, but I quickly cut him off, opening and closing the scissors rapidly. "Do you want these stitches off or no? Didn't you have somewhere else to be?"

"Right," he responded immediately, getting down to business. He sat on the edge of one of the cots, arms out and ready. "Hurry up, doc."

I rolled my eyes, snipping them off as fast as I could. God knows that I didn't want to be with him any longer than I had to, no matter how good looking he was. After I finished his arms, I raised an eyebrow in his direction. "Is that it?"

"Mmmm not quite," he grinned, mischief twinkling in his eyes. "But I don't know if you should do the rest, I don't want you to faint."

"Yeah, and I don't trust you with these scissors," I grumbled. "Just show me the goddamn stitches and we can leave."

He rolled his eyes, tsking. "Feisty, feisty."

"Yeah, and you love it," I declared, surprising the two of us. Ren gave me a weird look and I felt my face go hot. Where did that come from?

"Ok…?" He reached down to grab the ends of his shirt, pulling it quickly off his torso to reveal the toned muscle underneath. Hoooooly shit. Ren, seeing my face, smirked. "Why doc, is that drool I see?" I stared at him, eyes wide, as he stroked his thumb across my bottom lips, pretending to catch the invisible drool. He pretended to inspect it, and then winked at me. I almost collapsed onto the floor.

"Like what you see?"

I closed my mouth, giving him a scowl. "No thank you. I don't cross breed."

"Haha," he replied sarcastically. "Are you ever going to stop the dog jokes?"

"Not until you stop acting like a mutt," I said, giving him a sweet smile. "So, uhm, never?"

Ren rolled his eyes, turning his head away and saying something that sounded like "fuck" under his breath. I chuckled, causing his eyes to snap back at me.

"Well damn, if you really wanted to go so badly, the bathrooms are just around the corner," I stated casually, trying hard not to react to the way his muscles swelled when he breathed. I cut off another stitch, ducking my head to avoid his gaze.

"What did you just say?" he asked incredulously.

"I said: since you want me so badly, why don't you just head over to the bathrooms? I'm sure there's adequate privacy in there."

"Uhmmm, alright," he stated, trying to keep a neutral expression. "Let's go."

Surprise flitted across my features. Wait…what? "What?"

Ren laughed at my expression. "Ha! Your reaction is priceless." He smirked at me, amusement plain on his face. "I knew you wanted me."

"Excuse me?" I gaped, heating rushing to my cheeks. How…dare he! "I do not want you! And anyone who does must be a brainless Barbie doll!"

"Ouch, that hurts," he gasped, clutching his chest dramatically. "Don't look now doc, but you might cause me a heart attack!"

I rolled my eyes. "Oh shut up."

Ren grabbed my face, looking deep into my eyes. I slowly felt my legs turn into Jell-O. Like I had said before, his eyes were the most beautiful part of him. Just looking into them made me feel like mush. Well shit, looks like I'm staring at him again. SNAP OUT OF IT! I tried screaming at myself, but it was no use.

"Hey doc?" he breathed.

A knot formed in my stomach; a lump in my throat. "Yes…?"

"I need to tell you something…"

"Yes?" I repeated, anxiety creeping into my stomach.

Ren looked at me seriously, sliding his thumb across my bottom lips again. "I just want to let you know that—"

"God, just spit it out already!" I cried through clenched teeth. He was driving me crazy!

Ren chuckled. "Okay, okay!" His voice dropped down to a whisper. He lowered his head, cocking it to the side and sliding his lips close to my ear. "I just want to let you know that…" I held my breath, my heart going into overdrive. "It's not your fault that you find me attractive. I get it. I'm an attractive guy. I'm flattered that you find me irresistible."

I just stared at him. And to think that he couldn't get any cockier! "Are you asking for another kick to the balls or something?" I demanded in disbelief. "Dick move, right there!"

Ren chuckled. "Oh doc, you are so obvious."

I glared at him. "Get the fuck out."

"Oh really? You sure that you don't want a go in the bathroom?" he chuckled, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

I bit my lip, knowing that he wasn't going to leave without a fight. I dropped the scissors on a nearby cot, walking over to him and wrapping my arms around his neck. He stiffened in surprise, but then relaxed a few moments later under my hold. I leaned in close to him, putting my eyes at half-mast and hoping that I didn't look like an idiot while in this position.

"Actually," I murmured, putting on a coy smile. "The bathroom is too far away…I like this place much better."

"Do you?" he chuckled. Was it me or did I detect a hint of nervousness in his tone?

"Definitely," I purred, running my hands down his shoulders. His muscles flexed under my hands and I tried my very best not to be affected by their supple structure. He was heaven to touch—but I couldn't let him know that.

"Well…uh…me too, doc…" he breathed, tensing a little bit. I cocked my head to the side, looking at him innocently.

"Am I making you nervous, Ren?" I giggled, raising an eyebrow at him.

"What? Of course not!" he growled, struggling against my hold. I stroked his arms, trying to get him to calm down.

"Really? You seem a little…agitated," I whispered, reaching a hand up to cup his face. To be honest, being in power like this felt thrilling. Now I understood the pleasure that people often got when they had people wanting them; begging them to do something. I wanted Ren to beg. I wanted him to collapse into a hot mess on the floor while I destroyed him.

Unfortunately, it seemed like my reign was due to end way too soon. In the moment that I had gotten lost in my own thoughts, Ren had flipped us over—now he had the upper ground as he boxed me in against the cot.

Well damn.

I stared at him with wide eyes, feeling my resolve weaken exponentially with every passing second. His eyes bored into mine, an easy smirk playing around the edges of his lips. The expression on his face suggested that he knew that he was back in control. He was the predator; and I was back to being the prey.

Knowing that I was nearing closer and closer to a sticky situation, I did the one thing that I could do.

"Uhh, hi!" I chirped.

"Not so high and mighty now, are you doc?" he whispered, looking at me triumphantly.

I rolled my eyes and huffed, crossing my arms across my chest. "Whatever."

"You should take this as a lesson," he continued, ignoring what I said. "that you're never going to win against me."

I stared at him in surprise, trying to figure out where this conversation was leading. "Now wait right there—"

"Guardians will always be better than Searchers—" Oh hell no.

"Excuse me?!" I shrieked. Seriously, what the fuck was he thinking by going on about this? Did he not realize that his precious Keepers were the enemy here? That we were only trying to help the people on his side? That in reality, they were all just an abomination of nature? Unbelievable.

"No no no, just listen to me, doc," he said impatiently. "It's only natural of course. It's what's been in place in nature from the start—from the beginning of time."

"For your information—" he cut me off quickly by placing his index finger tight against my lips. I considered biting it—there was no way I was going to be dealing with level of disrespect.

"Shhh. I'm only going to say this one more time: Guardians will always be better than Searchers. I know it's hard for you believe, since you are one of them, but the sooner you accept it, the happier you'll be. Trust me on this one, doc. It's always been that way." His lips moved to my ear, and it was silent for a minute till he uttered one final word to prove his point.

"Always."


HELLO!

Wow, it's been like 10 months since I updated this story lol. Well, that goes to show how difficult high school is *sigh*

Geometry Honors this year. KILLER. It brought down my whole GPA with that stupid C for second semester. Oh well. Goodbye High Honors! *sob*

ANYWAY, I feel like this chapter got a little sketchy towards the end here. Uhmmm sorry if it sucked ass, but I've got to say, getting back into the writing flow after all this time is difficult!

So, I did the best I could under the circumstances. (This chapter probably wouldn't have happened at all if I didn't get all the amazing reviews. *EEEP* thanks babes!)

I definitely feel like my writing style has changed from the past...10 months lol. As I was writing this, I realized that I made Ren sound like the guy that I like at the moment. And then I got to thinking: do we write about the ones we love? Like, does their personality come out through our writing? If we make a character, does their essence shine out of it?

Maybe. Just maybe. Maybe I'm in love with him?

Okkaaaay.

I hope that you guys liked this chapter! (Even if the ending was a little...eh) I know that the story is seeming to deviate from it's original plot a little bit BUT don't worry, I've got it covered! (I hope).

I would love you FOREVER if you guys would REVIEW!

Seriously, it's what keeps me going!

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I'd love it if you could answer my question about whether or not we write about the ones we love (or are in love with) cause I'm trying to figure out if I could be in love with him.

Thank ya babes

Hopefully the next chapter will drop in sooner than this one did lol.