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A/N: I'm not dead. I bought The Sight yesterday. :D
Web of Life: Ah no—come on. I said not to rub it in. And like Doxeh said, crack cannon. And I say, crack cannon x2222.
Doxeh: Yeah, I think it is but...Ew. I forgot to tell you that I'm planning to write Warriors yaoi but does a straight-pairing story inspire you to write a slash one? Lmao.
Flamespirit: Lol, I'm writing the next chapter of that but I honestly dunno when it'll be up. Well, that's true but I've heard a lot about RowanTawny so I thought it would fit. Oh well. And awie, thanks for reviewing again and you are absolutely right. I have enough reviews, I shouldn't be so ignorant about that.
Sword of the Twili: I know, I know, lmfao. I don't do corny lines but it just came to me and I'm like 'let's add that:D'. Lol, and no problem, I saw your bulletin and I remember getting a birthday reminder that it was your b-day.
Atrasoul: Lol, thanks then. Eh, you're right, chapter two was a lot more fun to write anyway. It's just the beginning, though. ;) Worrrd, ThornTawny all the way.
Sleets: Thanks a lot. :)
Frostpaw: Thank yooou. :)
Softkit of PolarClan: Aww you're fricken sweet. I know what you're saying, soooo many forbidden loves but y'know...This is more of a let's-hookup-we-had-sex-anyway kinda story.
Skyfeather123: I know, before Starlight, Rowanclaw was a chick but then they switched...it to a dude and then he even had a part in arguing with Brambleclaw and they used him/he/his etc.
HawkDancer: LOL thanks, Iris. :)
The Crazy Things We Do
Chapter 4—The Trees Won't Tell
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Thornclaw's POV"What?"
I roll my eyes. You look like you want to burst out laughing at what I just said. You don't have to hold it back, c'mon, let it out...Whatever.
"What did you just say?" This time you laugh before you finish your sentence. I just sit there, glaring at you now as you throw your head back and laugh like there's not tomorrow.
"Ah, shut up." I mutter. You pause for a moment, then start laughing harder than ever in a crouching position, eyes shut.
"Wow, you're so stupid!" You finally mew. You lick your paw and wipe your face. I raise an eyebrow at you but you only give me a sly look with your glimmering brown eyes.
"Are you done?" I ask. You take a deep breath, sigh, and nod. "Do you even get what I basically said?"
You tilt your head to one side, your eyes pointed skyward. I won't say this aloud, since I'll most likely get a rough cuff on the ear, but you're pretty cute like that.
"Well, you think about me a lot." You mew, "And..."
"I kind of like you." I decide to meow, realizing that this will probably go nowhere if I don't say anything. "Do you believe me?"
Your gaze then levels with mine, and your smile fades away. I hope I didn't say anything wrong. The only sound around us is the soft chirping of birds in new-leaf and the lake's surface rippling in the wind. I think I can hear our heartbeats, too.
"I guess...I don't know." You look confused. "I like you too, I guess. But I don't know. My Clan comes first."
That, I understand. My Clan will always come first, too. But why won't this feeling go away? Why do I think about you so much—why you, out of all cats?
It would probably easier if I liked Leafpool, after all...Okay, so it was a joke, and she's a medicine cat, and she loves someone else but we're still in the same Clan!
Ah, forget it.
"Same here." I meow, "But we're disloyal anyway, as much as we don't want to admit it."
"I never said I was loyal." You sound pained. "But I want to see you. I don't know why, but I want to keep seeing you. I hate this feeling. Thornclaw—I don't even know if I'm expecting kits."
At these words, my jaw drops open. Holy mousedung, how could I have been so stupid? That didn't even cross my mind!
"That...wouldn't be good, honestly." I admit. "For now, the only thing I want to worry about is being caught with you."
You blink at me. I don't know if you truly understand how I feel about you. I don't know if you ever will. Maybe you do but you don't want to face it.
"I don't think we were destined to be together 'cause destiny's dumb." I go on, "It pulls too many surprises."
"So..."
I narrow my eyes in confusion. "What?"
"Well," You begin, shrugging your sleek shoulders, "You are the son of Lionheart and I am the daughter of Tigerstar."
Hey. That's cool.
"Our mother's were friends, remember?" I continue, "They knew each other well. Maybe this isn't so strange after all."
I glance down. Your own dappled paws aren't too far away from mine. I can tell that you're watching me, waiting for some words to come out of my mouth.
But this time, I don't know if what I want to say is the right thing.
"Sometimes," I meow anyway, not looking up, "I wish that you stayed in ThunderClan."
Silence.
I continue to stare at my paws.
More silence.
I squeeze my eyes shut. I can't stay like this forever. Slowly, I raise my head and open your eyes. I almost gasp in shock.
I've never seen you so angry! Your limpid chestnut eyes, usually shining with mischief, are on fire. It actually feels that they are sizzling my fur. Your lip is curled back to reveal sharp, clenched teeth.
Your claws are unsheathed, gleaming in the sunlight, tearing the ground. The fur on your shoulders and tail stand up tall. In conclusion, you look like you want to murder me.
...What the heck?
"What? Great StarClan, stop looking at me like that." I meow, exasperated. "I didn't say anything that bad."
"If I stayed in ThunderClan I'd be treated like an outsider, just like I had been from the day I was born." You hiss, "You remember, you were there."
I blink. Honestly, I don't think what I said was such a big deal. Eh, whatever.
"I'm sorry?" I grinned sheepishly. "No really, I'm sorry. Forget what I said. You're right."
The fire slowly dies from your eyes but you still look angry. Then, I realize that our faces are barely a mouse-tail apart. How did we get this close—how could I have not noticed that?
"Look," You say, ignoring the fact that our noses are almost touching, "We're not even mates. Right?"
"Right." I nod. That's true. Mates know that they love each other. Unlike us.
"So it's not half as bad as breaking the warrior code, because it was a mistake." You go on. The flames in your gaze have vanished. I wish you would shut up so that I could tell you that you have really nice eyes.
But you just continue ranting—"See, I think that StarClan only punishes cats that know for a fact that they love—love—another cat from a different cat. That's absolutely forbidden! What we did was nothing, it didn't mean too much, right?"
I just stare at you. "Stop trying to convince yourself that we didn't do anything wrong. It's not working."
That did it. You let out a long sigh and shake your head, looking heartbroken.
"I don't want to be an infidel." You meow, shrugging.
"You're not an infidel!" I protest, "It's not your fault you can't control your feelings sometimes. They just take over you when you least expect it."
You look up at me with a broken expression. "It hurts. No offense but sometimes I wish that I felt this way about Rowanclaw. He's in the same Clan as I am, and he likes me."
"I know exactly how you feel!" I say in an exaggerated gasp, "I wish that I'd rather be sleeping with Leafpool, at least she doesn't look like an angry mutt!"
"WHAT?" All of the sudden, your claws pierce my chest as you shove me away. I hit the ground with a thud but instead of cursing, I laugh. I laugh really hard.
"It's a joke, it's a joke!" I yowl as you land on top of me and attempt to cuff my ear. My front legs intertwine with yours and I push you off. But you just pick yourself up and throw yourself at me once again.
"Tawnypelt, what are—come on, get off, that hurts." I wriggle my hind leg out from underneath you. "I'm sorry, gosh, I don't think you look like a dog. Not at all, really, you know that you're pretty."
"Ew, woah, shut up."
Then I realize that you're playing. One look at your face and my heart starts quickening. Where did this feeling come from, all of the sudden? My cheeks grow warm—I can barely see the sky, you're blocking my view. I can see every hair on your muzzle, every detail of your eyes, which are boring into mine. I feel too weak to push you off.
I haven't felt like this since...that night. Now I recognized this feeling. Temptation. It's what led us turning our backs on the warrior code.
"I hate you so much." You whisper, half menacingly, half seductively. "You turned me into a traitor."
"You did the same to me." I feel really light-headed now. All I can feel is your fur against mine and your breath against my face, and you whisper, "This is wrong."
"I know. Shut up."
"Don't tell me to shut up, Thornclaw of ThunderClan, I did it to you once and I'll do it again."
And I know you mean that. And I know we can't do anything about it. And I thank StarClan for the trees that enclose us because trees can't reveal secrets.
Before I lose myself to you, once again, my own words ring in my ears.
You can't control your feelings sometimes. They just take over you when you least expect it.
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A/N Finally, thanks for being patient. :P Review please, try cutting back on the flames, be thankful I got back to writing fanfiction.
I love you all. :)
--;Kewix