Key
Sentences/ words that are boldand in italics, are direct thoughts.
Random italic words in a sentence are emphasis.
"Italics with speech marks" signify that what is being said within the speech marks is some distance away.
Bold is Onomatopoeia.
"Bold, italic, and speech marks" signify telepathic speech.
A/N- Guess who's back, me! Thank you guys for reviewing and adding me to favourites and alerts and C2s, I LOVE YOU PEOPLE! This chapter is dedicated to you.
Spoiler, for those people who have asked, no- this story won't all be set in the past.
Soon I'll be doing a bit of 'adult type' description- but only a bit- it's part of the story, quite a big part I think. For those of you who read it and decide you don't like it, though I'll make it tasteful- just tell me and I'll write an alternative chapter.
I'm hoping to make this story pretty long, but I don't know if that'll happen- we'll just have to see. I'm also trying to decide whether I'm going to do a sequel, but I'll wait and see what you guys think.
I'm also writing more on my other one, Like No Other, thank you for those who have reviewed that too, and to those who haven't yet read it, please do. I know it doesn't have as much description, and it's a bit silly at times, but that's for the humour! I do find it hard to put in description, because I like to develop characters etc through speech because it's quicker, and my mind jumps ahead and just wants me to get on with the story.
Oh, and my sister twin1 has also written a fic, but she hasn't posted it yet. It's good, so watch out for it, please.
Disclaimer- Do you Kai will let me have him if I ask him? Not even with a please?
Chapter 2- Sickness and Health
She woke up with a start and realised that she wasn't alone in her bed- the boy, Kai was there. In fact, she wasn't even in her bed, but in his. Looking at him, she again felt the sorrow she had felt when she had found out that he had been hurt so much, that he no longer felt pain. He hadn't told her that, but the remnants of old wounds, and the questioned '"hurt?"' had been enough to let her know.
Dislodging herself from where she and Kai had managed to tangle around each other, she sat up a little, only to have Kai protest in his sleep and grab her, pulling her close to his hard body. She gasped and lay still as his hands began to roam over her body.
"Your body's different than a boy's, too."
She gasped, had he been doing that consciously? "I thought you were asleep."
"I was. Can I see it?"
"See what?" She was confused.
"Your body," he replied, simply.
"What!" She sat up and turned to look at Kai who was lying with his head propped up on his hand.
"Look Kai, people just don't go around showing each other their bodies."
Kai studied her with his eyes before speaking. "Why not?"
"Because society doesn't accept people walking around naked, others will think they're crazy."
"I'm not crazy, and I walk around naked all the time."
If she had been drinking, she would have choked. As it was, she had to use a lot of concentration to keep her from drooling at the imagery. She shook her head to clear the picture and stood up, smoothing the skirt on her uniform.
"I have to go," she said, not looking at him.
She shook her head as she made her way to the first room she had to work on that day. There was something so endearing about Kai that despite the outrageous demands he made, she couldn't help wanting to give in to them.
A/N- I know it's short, guys, but I was going to post To Russia, With Love, and decided to round up what I had and post that, too. Thank you to anyone who reviews, as always.
