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.


Chapter 8! I know it's not the most well written fic, so thanks to all those who have stuck with it so far.

Bit of a smut scene- You have been warned, not too much, coz it just doesn't seem right with this fic- it's not detailed enough- with description and stuff, so a full on scene would look out of place.


I own only my pitiful plot for this fic.
Chapter 8- Boys and Girls

She led him back into the abbey to his room. As they stood there, in the middle of the room, hands on each other's faces, she felt at peace. That this was the right thing to do. Lowering her hands she started to unbutton Kai's shirt, his hands unbuttoning hers.

"Is this sex? I mean, are we finally going to know what happens?" Bryan's voice came from the direction of the bed.

"Yeah," Ian spoke, seemingly around a mouthful of food. "Are you going to show us?"

"I could use some entertainment." Spencer added.

Tala swallowed what was his share of the midnight feast they had gotten from somewhere. "Can I play, too?"

"No!" Kai said sharply. Leave, and don't come back."

"Okay, okay…" They grumbled, heading for the door and to their respective rooms down the corridor.

As soon as they were gone, she buried her head in his now bared chest and giggled at the memory of Tala's pitiful request. She stopped as she felt her shirt falling against her wrists. She removed it the rest of the way, finishing taking Kai's off, too and looked up at him. She gave him a quick kiss on the lips, moving onto his jaw, neck and chest.

"What the hell is this?" Kai swore, pulling ineffectively at a bra strap in an attempt to get it off. "Who would invent such a thing?" He scowled.

Suppressing a smile, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, watching his face the entire time. As it dropped, he reached forward, not sure what he was doing, but feeling like he really needed to touch her. So he did. He stopped at her gasp, before realising he wasn't doing anything wrong, in fact, judging by her expression, he was doing something right- very right.

Every kiss, every touch, he felt that white heat low in his belly and suddenly he wanted more. Reaching between them he unsnapped her jeans and pulled them and her panties down in one go, skimming them down her legs and over her ankles. Then he looked at her. Just looked.

Taking his hand, she led it to her- inviting him to touch her, sharing with him the 'gift of pleasure' as the boyfriend she had had a long time ago had called it.

Then, as he touched her, rapture on his face, she undressed him of his remaining clothes. And he looked just as good as he had before. Better, she amended, glancing at the evidence of his desire. Now it was her turn to touch him.

Lifting her gaze, their eyes met and held while they enjoyed being together.

Removing his hand, she walked backwards to the bed, pulling him after her. Laying herself down, she spread her legs and waited for him to join her. And join her he did.


A/N-
I know, short, but that was all I felt the chapter needed. It felt a bit weird anyway. I mean, I know it's anime, but they're still only fourteen.