AN: Ok, this is next chapter, not much to say really, but enjoy ^^
No More Morphine
Lyserg continued to stair down at the pixie, guilt written all over her face. The atmosphere in the room had become so thick it was cuttable by a knife (did that line even make sense?). Eventually some words found their way off of Lysergs tongue,
"B-But… wh-.. Why? Why would you become Maranda?" he asked the pixie, who continued to stair at the floor of her room,
"I wanted to be human, at first so I could go to school and take tests and talk with friend's and prove that I'm normal or something like that," she said, tears welling up slightly, stinging her eyes as she fought them back," but then.. Then you started liking me and then asked me on that date and kissed me and... It became so much more, I mean.. I could.. Could…" Morphin closed her eyes, turning her head away from her master; Lyserg stared at the short pixie,
"Could what?" He probed; she opened her eyes again, not making eye contact with the British boy,
"I could… finally have a ... Relationship... With you..." She stuttered out, finding the words difficult in her mouth. She was admitting to her one and only love that she... Well... Loved them, it was probably the most scary moment of her life. She timidly looked up at Lyserg, who had pretty much frozen in place,
"You.. Wanted to go out with me?" Lyserg asked, "You love me?" Morphin looked back down at the floor, blushing slightly, nodding, before looking away,
"Do you still feel the same as you did with Maranda?" She asked, Lyserg freezing. Did he still love her? Could he be so predigest as to say that he didn't' anymore because of what she was? His silence must of made Morphin looked away again, hurt and pain written all over her face,
"I knew you wouldn't, me being like this." She said, standing up and flying to the window. Lyserg followed the pixie,
"Morphin, where are you going?" He asked, she looked back at him, trying to pull the window open (Lyserg had closed it when he entered the room), and failing,
"Away, I can't be around you knowing it'll never happen," she shouted over strained breath, closing her eyes to hold back tears, it hurt her to leave him, but to think how he must think of her now, that hurt her more.
"Hay you didn't even let me answer," Lyserg snapped, Morphin not even looking up at him, still straining to open the widow,
"Cause you didn't' need to, I know what you where going to say- WHY DO THESE THINGS NEVER OPEN WHEN I WANT THEM TOO!" Morphine huffed,
"Maybe cause fate want's you to here me out!" He ordered, Morphine turning to her master,
"Fine, I'm listening," she said softly, Lyserg stared down at her,
"Yes, it's weird that I just found out the girl I loved was actually my spirit guardian. It's a shock, and you know it," he said, she looked down, shamed," but I never said I didn't' stop loving you... Her... Whoever." Morphin perked up.
"Y-You mean…?" She asked, not finishing the sentence,
"I think I… still love you," He said, she jumped up and smiled,
"Really!" She asked, he smiled, nodding; she flew up to him, giving him the best hug she could in her tiny state. "Thank You, Thank You, Thank You!"
"Yeh… so what now?" He asked, as the pixie flew back. She looked down, thinking,
"I'm not sure.." She looked over at the mini bed, where the pendent lay,".. Who would you prefer me to be?" Lyserg looked up,
"Huh?" He asked, Morphin looked back to him,
"Who would you prefer me to be, Maranda or Morphine?" She asked, flying over to the bed and picking up the pendent, sitting and holding it in her hand, staring down at it thoughtfully a Lyserg walked over,
"What, you want me to choose?" He asked she looked back up at him,
"Yes, If I put this pendent back on, and keep it on even past the next full moon, and I'll stay Maranda forever," She said, looking back down a the amulet," But if you want Morphine, then I'll just throw it away," She explained, before looking up at him," and please be honest." Lyserg though, racking his brains to find all the pro's and cons of each form,
"..If I was to say Maranda, you wouldn't hate me for pick that form over your original one?" He asked cautiously, she smiled up at him,
"No, I wouldn't' hate you Lyserg. To be honest.." she laughed lightly, looking down at the amulet," I prefer Maranda to myself anyway. Being human was so much fun.. being that size.. being able to kiss you.." She glanced up at him, blushing. Lysergs cheeks now contrasting his hair at the though. At that he smiled,
"Ok then, I've made my decision," He said, and the pixie looked up at him," I pick Maranda," He said confidently. She smiled, nodding and jumping up and floating to the space between the tabletop and Lyserg, grinning,
"Good bye Morphine," she said, putting the necklace on ad placing a hand on the amulet, looking Lyserg directly in the eyes, "I want to be Maranda," She said, as the pink light once again engulfed her body. Lyserg covering his eyes at the light.
When the light cleared Lyserg unshielded his eyes to stare at the former-Pixie, before gasping. Maranda was standing before him in a see-through glittering night dress, underneath waring a set of embroided, pink ribbon lined, tasteful underwear set, emphasizing every amazing aspect about her figure. Lyserg was forced to hold back the scarlet Niagara Falls that his nose was threatening to become,
"Wo-Wow," Was all the boy was able to force off his tongue after a minute's silence. Maranda giggled at the douser, "Um.. This is.. sudden," He choked out, receiving a confused look from the pink haired girl.
"This is what you want… Right?" She asked, her face radiating innocence,
'How she manages it in THAT though is beyond me,' the Dowser added to his observations.
"Yeah, course I do… just," He wasn't even really sure what the 'just' was. Maranda looked at her feet, crossing her arms across her chest, hiding her chest from view.
"It's ok, I'll just go put something better on," She muttered, refusing to make eye contact with the dowser. She turned to leave the room, her left arm falling from his place across her chest to dangle at her side.
"… Wait," He stated, taking a hold of her wrist. Lysergs eyes where hidden under his bangs, "Are you sure about this?" He asked. Maranda looked up at this, before nodding quickly,
"I'm sure," She answered, of course she was, she had offered this up in the first place. Lyserg nodded,
"Just wanted to be sure," He muttered, before pulling Maranda back into a kiss. Maranda stared, shocked for a moment, before Indulging in the kiss. Lyserg's hand resting at the small of her back, releasing her wrist and moving it to hold her waist as her hands wen up to entangle themselves in his hair. The kiss rapidly deepened as Lyserg guided the pinkette backwards to the edge of the bed.
WOOP! Finally done! Sorry for it taking forever again, I've had the last bit on paper for a week and a half, I just kept getting caught up in everything else to get around to typing it. But here we are, and that didn't take a year again! Whoop.
OK, next is the sex scene, and the a shitty epilogue to put Harry potter to shame.