AN: I want to thank exocontinual protocols for the really helpful review. It inspired me. Anyway, here's chapter seven!
Disclaimer: Me, own the Young Wizards...you're kidding right?
Ponch brought them back to the moon. It didn't take very long, Dairine found the trip much shorter than the first one.
"Thank you" she said to Ponch once they arrived.
No problem, it was my pleasure. Now if you'll excuse me, I have other things I need to attend to. But one last question…
"Go on."
Biscuit?
"Same old Ponch," Dairine muttered, throwing him another biscuit.
Thanks. Then, he walked off, and disappeared.
Leaving Dairine and Roshaun on the moon, alone.
"I don't want to go back." Roshaun said after a few minutes.
Dairine looked at him, confused. "What do you mean?"
"If I go back, they'll expect so much out of me. There, wizardry is my position. The people only keep me alive so I can save them when trouble arouses. There is probably a price on my head anyway."
"Price on your head? Why?"
"Because I've been missing for so long."
"Roshaun, it's only been a couple of days. The excursion isn't over until next week. Filif and Ske'ret only went home to help out with the backlash of the Pullulus. And you're parents miss you so much!"
"I know they do, it's just, if I go back, I think they'll want me to wed. I'm of age now."
Dairine looked at him in shock. He couldn't be serious could he?
"You're kidding, right?" She asked.
"No, I'm not."
"Why don't you come back and stay with us for a little while? We could decide what to do then."
Roshaun thought about it for a few minutes, then nodded yes.
Dairine began to prepare the transit back home, but then stopped and picked up the wizardry of the time-slide. I can save this for later. She thought to herself.
She began the transit spell once more, but was stopped again, this time by Roshaun.
"Wait, for just a moment." He whispered.
She paused. He leaned in and kissed her. She could feel the power coursing through her. The two of them pulled away after a few seconds. Dairine's blush could be seen a mile away.
Then, the two of them began the wizardry.
Nita had just gotten back from giving her encouragement speech to Dairine. She really hoped it helped. She returned to the calculus homework she was working on.
Not five minutes had passed when there was a pop! of displaced air from the backyard. Nita's brow furrowed. Who could that be? She thought.
She was immensely surprised when Dairine and Roshaun walked in the door.
"That was fast." She breathed.
Dairine's face was incredibly red and her hand was intertwined with Roshaun's. That caused Nita's brow to rise.
Dairine smiled weakly, then launched into the explanation of what happened.
"You saw Ponch?" Kit said, walking over to them when she was finished.
Dairine nodded.
"Lucky." He whispered under his breath.
"So, can Roshaun stay a little bit longer?" Dairine asked.
"I would think that he would be needed back at home for help with the Pullulus cleanup." Nita said.
"I think it is best that we wait for a more appealing hour at home." Roshaun said.
Nita couldn't argue with that.
Dairine and Roshaun headed down to the basement.
"Are you going to go back, or was that just a ploy to get around Neets?"
"Both, I am going to have to go back. But I think I'll survive." He pulled out his orb-like manual. "Tomorrow afternoon around three will be an excellent time to go back."
"Crap. I have school." Dairine said.
"Oh, that has started already?"
Dairine nodded. "That's why I had the time-slide. Turns out it wasn't needed."
"I see. Well, I think I can handle myself here for a few hours."
"Are you sure?"
"It will be pleasant. I have my pup-tent."
"True, I can ditch if I need to…"
"There will be no need of that. We don't need you in any more trouble. I'll be fine. Promise."
Dairine still was skeptical, but let it go. She looked at her watch, 8:30, still a couple of hours before it was decent for her to go to sleep, but yet she was so tired from the excursion.
"You should sleep." Roshaun said.
Dairine gave him a reproachful look. He kissed her forehead. "Sleep is good for you, you know."
Dairine's body was giving into sleep, but her mind was screaming at her to just stay awake…to prove him wrong. But why? She sighed, this argument was going to be a long one. She hugged Roshaun and trudged up the stairs, exhausted.
"Good Night, Dhairine." Roshaun whispered.
"Night Nita, night Kit." She said, passing through the kitchen.
Nita looked over at her. "'Night runt."
"'Night Dairine." Kit said.
"Don't call me runt."
AN: Well, there it was, chapter eight to come soon!