Author's Note: Okay, I'm back. Here's another chapter for you. Sorry if the chapter seems a bit short.
It was Sunday morning. The rain had stopped hours ago, and the bright rays of the sun began to pour over the island. As it spread, the rays managed to brighten up the room of the infamous hero. It was only 7:16.
In the room, Crash and Pasadena were still asleep. They only slept for so long due to their weary bodies and lack of sleep from the previous day. The bandicoot was the first to wake up. As he opened his eyes, he rubbed them and stretched while yawning. After his little morning routine, Crash smiled as his eyes set their gaze on Pasadena, who was still laying on top of the hero as she slept. He moved his head foward to kiss her forehead, and as he rested his head back against his pillow, Crash wrapped his arms around his lover once again.
Slowly, the possum began to stir herself awake. Following her routine which mimicked Crash's own routine, as Pasadena finished rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she looked to see the orange bandicoot looking back at her, smiling.
"Morning," Crash said in a happy tone.
"Good morning," Pasadena replied in a loving tone.
Crawling up, she pressed her lips against Crash's lips. After their quick kiss, the possum settled back into her hero's arms. "So, is there anything you wanna do today," Crash had asked. "I really don't care what we do today, as long as I spend it with you," Pasadena responded. The bandicoot chuckled at her response. After a few minutes of laying down, Pasadena got up from the bed. While getting her clothes, Crash stared as his love's bare body shined in the sunlight. She took notice and said, "What is it?" Getting up from the bed, Crash walked over and kissed her, and whispered, "You look beautiful in the sunlight. Hell, you'll always be beautiful to me no matter what." Pasadena couldn't help but smile, and as she picked up the last of her clothes, she said to the hero, "Well, I think I'll take a shower." As she walked, the possum stopped at the doorway when Crash said, "Ok. I'll get breakfast started while you wash up." Just before she left, the possum blew the bandicoot a kiss and said, "I love you." With a smirk, the hero responded, "I love you, too." As Pasadena left, Crash got up and was prepared to leave his room in the direction to the kitchen when an idea popped into his head.
After turning the knobs to adjust the temperature, Pasadena tested the water with her hand until the shower felt warm. "Just right," she said to herself. The possum then proceeded to rest a towel on the sink's counter and stepped into the shower. "Ahhhhh," the relieved racer said as the running water collided against her skin. Pasadena never felt better, as the warm water helped make the possum feel ever so relaxed. Pasadena closed her eyes as she walked into the water and began to run her hands through her hair. As her hair was fully wet, she tried to feel around to grab a bottle of shampoo. The racer began to feel frustrated in not finding her shampoo. Letting out a sigh, she backed out of the running water and was about to turn around until she heard a familiar voice.
"Looking for this, babe?"
Quickly turning around, the possum found herself in the arms of the bandicoot she made love to the previous day. "Crash, you scared me," she said as she let out a breath of relief. "Sorry, Pas. I didn't mean to." Looking into the bandicoot's dark emerald eyes, Pasadena smiled and said, "It's okay. By the way, I thought you were going to get breakfast started." Letting out a little laugh, the orange marsupial spoke, "On one hand, breakfast can wait. On the other hand, however, I can't wait for you. Besides, I need a shower as well."
"Is that a really good reason? Or is it an excuse to try to see me naked again?" the possum asked Crash.
"Your call, Pasadena. Either way, think of it as me trying to spend time with you," the former said.
"So sweet of you," Pasadena said sarcastically, as she wrapped her arms around Crash's neck and began to kiss him. Soon, both marsupials began to make out. After their brief battle of tongues, Crash said, "Come on, we should probably wash up. Better not to let the hot water go to waste." With a smile, the female marsupial jokingly said, "Aww, you're no fun." With a laugh, her lover said, "Patience, dear, patience."
As they bathe, the lovers helped cleaned the other. During their shower, they would go into small breaks of kissing. It took them a bit of a while, but they did eventually manage to get clean, dry off, and get dressed.
Pasadena walked into the kitchen as she finished getting her clothes which mainly consisted of jeans and a navy tank top. She walked in and saw Crash wearing his usual jeans, but he did wear a grey long sleeve shirt with the sleeves pulled up. The possum took in a deep breath, only to smell the scent of eggs and bacon being cooked. I am lucky to have a guy who cooks, the possum thought to herself as she wrapped her arms around the bandicoot and kissed his neck. "Hey, hun. Bacon and eggs, huh?" Nodding his head, Crash simply said, "Yep. Gimme a few seconds, I'm almost finished."
"Alright then," Pasadena said. She gave Crash another kiss before opening one of the cabinets to grab a cup. Closing the door to the cabinet, she walked over to the fridge and opened the door to pull out the orange juice. Pouring the sweet drink into her glass, as she finished, Pasadena put the orange juice in the refridgerator. The possum then walked over to the table, where as she sat down, Crash came over with a plate filled with scrambled eggs, two strips of bacon, and a side of toast. "Thanks, Crash," the racer said to the hero, who then responded, "No problem, Pas." After a few minutes, the bandicoot came back to the table with his own plate containing the same contents. Handing her a fork and grabbing one himself, Crash said to Pasadena, "Enjoy."
Taking a bite of the eggs, the possum's eyes widened and she said to the bandicoot, "Crash, this is really good!" Swallowing his food, the hero spoke, "Well, I'm glad you like it. I can't wait to try your cooking, though." Giving the orange marsupial a peck on the cheek, Pasadena said, "Wait til' dinner, hero." After finishing their meal, both of the marsupials retreated to the living room to watch some TV. Crash sat down first and rested his head on his right hand, which rested on the arm of the couch. Pasadena then proceeded to sit down as well. She sat down, laying her head on Crash's shoulder, and the bandicoot wrapped his left arm around her, with his hand resting on her shoulder. The possum picked up the remote and proceeded to turn on the TV. She flipped through the channels, hoping to find a movie that the couple will both enjoy.
Throughout most of the day, both marsupials stayed with each other. They watched TV, went outside for a walk, played a little soccer which led to a game of play-wrestling, cleaned the house up a bit, went for a drive, sang songs off the radio, enjoyed lunch, hanged out with Crash's friends, explored a bit of the island, went home, watched a bit more TV, played a few games, ate dinner, watched TV a third time, got sleepy, and at the end of the day, they slept in Crash's room together, cradling the other in their arms.
To Crash, he felt as if the world began rotating again. He confessed his feelings to the girl he loved, and was surprised that she felt the same way. The bandicoot never felt better in his entire life. Knowing Pasadena was his, he kept the promise he made during their special night to always love and protect her. Crash had found a new happiness that he himself knew that he would fight for to preserve it. No one could take his love away, and the hero would keep swinging to keep the takers away from his angel. The hero would do anything for her, and he knew that if it meant the two marsupials not being together for her to be happy, so be it. But deep down in his heart, Crash felt like she was the one he wanted to be with. Pasadena understood him, and despite their common interests, they did have a few opposites which only made them closer rather than farther apart.
For Pasadena, it felt like a dream come true when Crash said he loved her during their night together. When they were younger, she did seem to have a huge crush, but after Cortex was taken care of, they did get along a bit better. After the Bandicoot family left, she only realized that she didn't just liked him, but she loved him. The possum managed to look through his crazy behavior and saw a sweet, well-likable guy. After running into each other again, she really began to know and understand what kind of guy the bandicoot really was. Despite his reputation, he was like any normal guy. Crash wasn't just some hero. He was just like the rest of the people. He had his own life to live besides saving the world, yet nobody else saw it. Except for his own family, his friends, and Pasadena as well.
Even though they were young, both marsupials felt as if they had found the one for them. Some might say it's just "young love," meaning that they were still too young to understand the actual concept of what love was. Others could say that it's just a temporary thing, only lasting for a short while, as others could say they were blinded by their emotions. But deep within their own hearts, Crash and Pasadena did not want their relationship to come to an end. Yet they both fear the inevitable which was the possum having to leave at the end of the week. Hiding behind the smiles and laughs, both lovers were scared to lose the other.
The bandicoot felt ashamed to ask the racer to stay, mainly because he feared he would let her live a dangerous life because his enemies were out there plotting how to destroy the hero. If she stayed, Crash felt that he would be putting his love's life at risk. Pasadena would be kidnapped, maybe even used against the bandicoot himself. The thought of his girl being tortured made Crash even more afraid of losing Pasadena. With a heavy sigh, the bandicoot looked at his love with a deep concern for Pasadena.
The possum was scared of not only losing Crash, but also because of a future she thought of what it would be like if she did leave. Would Crash find someone else? Would she find someone else? Pasadena was afraid that she would make a mistake leaving the bandicoot. She knew that his heart was broken before, but she dared not to even think if it was broken again. The racer knew the hero's hidden emotions, feelings that never could really expressed, not even through his own art or words. Pasadena could only hope for something as she felt the hero's arms wrap themselves around her, giving her the comfort she needed.
Yet, both lovers could only feel inseparable as they were with each other.
There is no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a, shoebox of photographs with sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer at least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
Sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together
Mmm, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together
And all of these moments
Just might find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone
When the morning light sings
And brings new things
For tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too
Too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way
Into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
I was somewhere in between
With only two
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree now
Yeah, it's always better when we're together
Mmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together
Mmm, mmm, mmm
I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing
We're better together.
Truth was, life did seem better in each other's company, in each other's arms. They were scared to hold on, but afraid to let go. A thing about love was that not only are you happy, but you're also afraid. Whether its losing or hurting the one you love, you're scared that you could be pushing your love away. Taking cautious steps seems like a good idea, but it leaves you unhappy that you are not taking a risk with your love. Sometimes, that's what love seems like. It's a game of risks and chances, waiting to be taken and in the end you're either rewarded or punished for your actions. As the game ends, you begin to wonder if you could've done better or worse, probably before or after the game. You could be left asking yourself, "Was it worth it?" The only way to find out is to play and take a shot.
For both Crash and Pasadena, they'll have to take a chance...
Author's Note: Okay, alright that's another. The song used is "Better Together," by Jack Johnson. Questions, comments, or concerns, you know what to do. I'm out.