Glad to see that you came in for Chapter 3. Nice to see ya'! Alright, hope you enjoy! (No Lemon yet) Hmm... three hours to type up two chapters and check them all in the same day... a record for me! Maybe I should post more often...

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*....* song lyrics

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Chapter 3
* It's like jumpin'
It's like leapin'
It's like walkin' on the ceiling'
It's like floatin'
It's like flyin' through the air
It's like soarin' through the air
It's like gliddin'
It's a rocket ship you're ridin'
It's a feelin' that can take you anywhere

So why they call it fallin'
Why they call it fallin'
Why they call it fallin'
I don't know...*

I knocked on the door anxiously. There was nothing to worry about. The worst he could do was say no, right? The door opened and in its place stood Duke. He had a dagger in one hand and a cleaning cloth in the other. My heart seemed to skip a beat at seeing him. He arched an eyebrow at me.

"Yeah?"

"Can we talk?"

He studied me for a moment before moving aside.

"Yeah, come in," I stepped over the threshold and into his bunk (room).

I was impressed at the site of his room. Definatly a neat freak. Well, I wouldn't say freak, but still, his bunk was very neat. I could do with someone neat.

* There was passion
There was laughter
The first morning after
I just couldn't get my feet to touch the ground
Every time we were together
We talked about forever
I was certain it was heaven we had found

So why they call it fallin'
Why they call it fallin'
Why they call it fallin'
I don't know...*

How I was going to talk to him about last week, I didn't know. I turned to him to see him still standing there, studying me while absently rubbing the blade of the knife.

"Duke... ah..." I nervously rubbed the back of my neck, converting my gaze to study the floor," I don't really know how to explain, but about last week... I know I said I'm sorry for what I did, but I was wonderin'... ah..."

* But you can't spend your life
Walkin' in the clouds
Sooner or later
You have to come down...*

"No, Wildwing," his voice sounded harsh," I will not have my captain fawnin' over me."

That hurt. Deeply.

"So, I decided how to solve the problem..." I moved my gaze back to him," ...To get rid of it."

With that, he turned the knife in his hand and rammed the blade into my chest before I could react...

* It's like a knife
Through the heart
And it all comes apart
It's like someone takes a pin to your balloon
It's a hole
It's a cave
It's kinda' like a grave
When he tells you he's found somebody new

So why they call it fallin'
Why they call it fallin'
Why they call it fallin'
I don't know

Ohh.... why they call it fallin'
Why they call it fallin'
Why they call it fallin'
Now I know...*

...I shot up in a sitting position with my hand grasping from the hilt. At not finding it, I looked down, patting my chest. There was no pain, no wound, no nothing.

"Just a dream..." I muttered softly in realization," It was just a dream..."

"Wing..." the sleepy voice of Nosedive asked from above my head, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, baby bro'. Just a little scare is all. Go back to sleep."

"K..." his bunk shifted as he rolled over.

Now I was even more frightened to talk to Duke. What was I going to do...?

Chapter 3

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Sorry, it so short. That's why I posted it with chapter 2. Hey, Review, would ya'? See ya' later!