Disclaimer DUDE wth. If I owned Warriors, the names of some of the cats in The Sight wouldn't be so freaking retarded. SMALL SPOILERS—I mean seriously. Birchfall? A falling tree? And Snowbird. WTH?

A/N: Oh crap. CrapcrapcrapcrapCRAP. I totally forgot that Rowanclaw hated Tawnypelt. Now he seems OOC. Crap. I seriously forgot that part but now I remember the way he bitched at her in Starlight. Ugh oh well, she has 'his kits' anyway.

Atrasoul: Yeah about that RowanTawny thing. -points to A/N- Lol oh well. And they're 'mates' apparently but in MY story there's gonna be a twist. :)

Flamespirit: Ugh I don't know when it will be up I'm lost in the middle of it. I don't like The Sight so far to be honest and yeah. They're 'mates'. Lmao just watch/read what happens in this fic later on.

Doxeh: I'm not too into KH yaoi but if I came across a well-written AkuRoku fic I wouldn't be surprised if I got into it lmao. And thanks it's good to be back. :D It kinda sucks. I'm not finished with it yet but it's kinda eh.

Sword of the Twili: Lol thank youuu. :)

Emerald: Awie I love you too. :D I know right! It took me forever to update lmao.

HawkDancer: Well Erin wrote something about cats' furs' burning when they're embarrassed or whatever. YES you better update that thing. Please. Or I'll start passing you notes in Lit, verbally screaming at you, my love. :)

The Crazy Things We Do
Chapter 5—Don't You Want Me?

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Tawnypelt's POV

Foxdung.

Foxdung, foxdung, foxdung—FOXDUNG!

These are my first thoughts as soon as I open my eyes, because the first thing I spot is your sleeping form next to mine. My breathing grows shallow and I scramble to my paws. I twist my head from side to side frantically, praying to StarClan that no cat was around.

Right. As if StarClan was going to answer my prayers now.

"Hey! Wake up, you!" I prod your flank sharply but all you do is mumble in your sleep and turn your head in the other direction. I hiss in annoyance.

"Get up NOW!" I roughly cuff your ear, and suddenly, you jerk awake, eyes ablaze.

"Wha—Who, wha?" You flick your ears and look up at me, an innocent expression on your golden face. I bite my lip (A/N: Yes cats have lips) as I guiltily remember looking down at that same look before our emotions overloaded...how long ago?

You push yourself to a sitting position and gaze upward. "It's almost dusk—how long have we been asleep?"

I shake my head, not being able to speak anymore. You look back at me and I see my feelings reflected in your face. There's a lot I wish I could say right now—if only I weren't so afraid to say it.

Then, you sigh, a sound as soft and refreshing as the wind. I can feel my paws prickling with an indescribable feeling, and a lump in my throat that won't settle.

"I'm sorry."

Your murmured words echo in my ears. I feel so frustrated with myself—it's not your fault at all! It's mine! It's all my fault!

"Don't be sorry." I meow hoarsely, "I shouldn't have..."

"I could have stopped you." You glance away—

"No you couldn't have!" I suddenly yowl. Anger begins boiling in my blood, "You idiotic furball, what kind of power do you think you have? No one can stop anything I do, only myself. Stop trying to make me look like a victim—"

"I'm not trying to make you look like a victim!" You interrupt me, "Great StarClan, it's not like I raped you. We both did it willingly...again...but that's the point, if I had not been willing to do it, I could have pulled away."

I have never felt so terrible in my life. Ever since I was a kit, I wanted to be the best warrior I could be, but instead I ended up sleeping with a ThunderClan cat. Not only that but StarClan knows if I truly feel something for you.

And even if I listen to what my heart tells me, will I be judged because of the one I yearn to share my happiness, and sorrow, and pain with?

"Thornclaw," My mew sounds timid, and I pause to clear it. At the sound of your name, you fix me with a calm stare and I force myself to face you without a twitch of a whisker.

"You do something to me, something no cat has done before." I tell you firmly, "You make me someone else. I can't tell if I want to welcome this feeling or not. All I know is that I think something's there."

You nod—wait, was that a sparkle that I just saw in your eyes? "...And your wondering if I feel the same way?" You inquire, tilting your head.

"Er, well, if you put it...I just thought...I don't know, maybe you..." I give my head a shake and let out a mew of frustration, "UGH! ...Yeah, pretty much."

Your eyes grow wide and this time, I know for sure that the sparkle I see in them is real. It's like looking up at Silverpelt only...brown-er. And clearer, and more hypnotizing.

I focus on your mouth as your lips part, revealing a pink mouth outlined with razor-sharp teeth. You inhale a breath, about to say something and I wait impatiently, paws itching, lips drying, heart pounding—

"Eeek!"

A high-pitched mew nearly scares the foxdung out of me. I jump, as do you, and stare at the rocky slope parallel to the lake, where the trees grew. The voice was very close by. My whiskers tremble—Great StarClan—the last thing I wanted was to get caught.

"We need to hide!" I whisper frantically.

"There's no where to go—they must have seen us already, look."

You nod toward a bush growing from a crack in a boulder. I squint, and see the leaves tremble. The spy was in there.

I sniff the air. My eyes widen. ThunderClan! You must have smelled it too, for you look more frightened than hostile.

"Come out from there!" You yowl, shoulders bristling. I unsheathe my claws instinctively, and you shoot me a warning glance.

The leaves rustle again and there comes a whimper.

"I said come out!" There's a crack in your voice and I can feel the tension in your fur as your pelt brushes against mine. Both of us take a step away from each other; the cold air at my flank feels uncomfortable.

Fear-scent drifts towards me as the bush gives a third, quick rustle, and our spy slowly steps out into the light. I only stare, my mouth slightly open. As for you, your tail lashes and an alarmed expression is plastered on your face.

"What in StarClan's name are you doing here!?"

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A/N: You'll never guess who it is. ;) Go ahead. Try it. You won't get it. Yes I know, or at least I think, that this chapter was shorter. For a reason, anyway. LOL I got into naming chapters after songs.

Don't you want me babyyyyy.

--;Kewix