Looking After You Chapter 9: IX: If I Could Ask a Million Questions, an once upon a time fanfic

(A/N: This is probably one of my favourite chapters ever. Why? To me, it probably catches everything I needed to be to sort of fill it up ("It's called a filler chapter, Kitteh/Evan!" You might say, but I love those because IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE) and it gave me ideas to how the rest of the story will lay out! It gave me both life and progress xD Also, did I say this before? Licht means light in German!

To andria (Guest): I sort of felt that way too, but I feel almost as if that part was compulsory to write on the story's outcome's behalf (if that makes any sense). I feel as if Ariel's going to be quite the character in this story, don't you? ;D Thanks for your praise on the ending! I just thought that, "Hey, I might never get to have this opportunity to make this happen ever again without a hit, so why not?" And it ended up being quite a success (in my opinion)! Your review, in a way, influenced the writing of this story, although you'll have to wait a bit to see what happens! Thanks, once again! :)

Best wishes, guys, enjoy!)

Warnings: Mentions of adult themes(?)

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Her memory was blurry from that night. Drinking shot after shot, not to mention that half a bottle of... what was it? Vodka?

All she could do was simply lay there on her bed, staring hard into the ceiling's dull white colour. It almost mocked her. A content Licht purred in her hands' embrace, trying to take a little nibble at her finger.

She regretted everything she did last night - of what she could remember, anyways. Splitting headaches filled her day with irritation. Her friends seemed to remember her doing something embarrassing, or funny, or something. Every time she walked by or talked to them, they gave her a strangely smug look on their faces, even David's. She'd always ask what was up with them, but they'd never answer seriously.

What had she done?

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Falling asleep wasn't easy for him now. All he could do was think about that one word that was circulating around his head.

Why?

Why had this happened? Why did that person kiss him? Why then? Why was he thinking about this so much? He entangled himself in his warm bedsheets and pillows. Sighing in wonder, he stilled his movement. He'd known no one who'd known any particular interest in him recently other than being completely platonic, which was mutual in every way possible. So it couldn't be anyone that he knew, could it? But the way they felt them felt almost... familiar, in a way, though the voice he heard couldn't be pinpointed to a single person he knew. So he wasn't drunk enough to be randomly kissing people, but he was to have his memory blurred enough to not remember a voice?!

He bowed his head in shame.

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The questions began to take their toll on Killian and Emma. How long could they possibly wait until they finally had the answer? The connection they felt with this mysterious other was so lovely and so real, a feeling they had never experienced before, and hell did they want more of it, a thirst for it again unquenched. Days on-end, questions flurrying, consuming nearly every thought they had - were they being driven insane?

They had their own problems, but one was shared with a bond the strength of titanium.

Oh, how many times they tried to get it out of their heads in vain. Attempting to consult their friends, they only found failure. Most of their friends who had attended the party had been somewhere else, completely inundated in something else around them, or was too drunk to even make out their own hand to know of what they spoke of.

Unbeknownst to the two, only one of their friends was sober, watchful, and so blissfully sly that they knew what had happened to both of them. Hell, this certain friend if theirs was so astute that this certain event that occurred had been all because of them. Sure, they weren't pinned as smart as the rest of the bunch, but boy, had they proven them wrong.

Of course, they were just sitting there quietly, innocent act up and all, watching everything play out to their desire.

And what a smart little matchmaker they were out to be.

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(A/N: That's it for now! I'm expecting to write a new fanfic (don't worry, it's not with gore this time) on an anime/manga that I absolutely adore, Kaichou Wa Maid-Sama (just Maid-Sama on Fanfiction, for some bizarre reason), and if you haven't heard of it, check it out! It's exactly my style as it's a rom-com and absolutely my entire life (seriously, I kid you not). You'll enjoy it, trust me! Although the anime never really finished because it wasn't too popular in Japan, the manga's still available to read although it's a tad different to the anime and it's worth the reading. And if you're interested in reading MisakixUsui stories, just wait, and it'll be here soon!

Have a great day guys, and be ready for the next instalment of...

~ Looking After You ~