I'm back! Miss me? Eh, probably not... *Chuckles* Anywho, I've lost my inspiration for a while, so... Yeah, hence the reason why I haven't updated in forever... So sorry guys. My last chapter stunk, I only recieved one review. *Giggles* I'm hoping to redeem myself here, but... No guarantees or anything. Lol!
"THE LITTLE STUFF"
"Gah! I hate cake! Noooo! Not the cake!" Ben screamed as Julie tried to wake him up to start the day. The hero's eyes went wide when he realized that Julie was looking down at him with a worried, and yet, a creeped out expression from her husbands previous actions just seconds ago.
"Ben?" Julie giggles. "You ok?
The young hero sits up, grabbing his head as if he had a horrible head ache. "Yeah... Just... A nightmare."
"About... Cake?" The asian girl deadpans, allowing herself to slowly sit next to Ben on the bed.
Suddenly, with out warning. Ben grabs Julie by the shoulders in despreation. "Cake is bad Julie. Very, very bad!" He brings her in closer, his voice deepening in seriousness, and with fear. "Stay away from the evil cake Jules."
Before the girl could even ask why this cake of his was so evil in the first place, the hero quickly jolted up from the bed, and headed towards the bathroom.
Unexpectedly, He then leans back out of the door way, finding Julie still sitting on the bed completely confused. He points a finger of warning to her. "I mean it Julie. Stay away from the cake. Cake is now evil... Remember that." Then, the bathroom door slammed shut, and Julie began to hear the water from the shower being turned on.
Julie was still making no move to get off the bed, she only intently stares at the closed door to the bathroom. Crinckling her nose up in confusion.
"How is cake evil?" She whispered to herself, as she finally got up and left Ben's crazyness behind her where it belonged... In his own twisted, and crazy filled mind... Things like this, were better left alone. The asian girl new better than to go any deeper with this... If she did? She'd just be asking for trouble. Or go completely insane herself...
Later that evening...
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this." Kevin said, slamming his head against the stearing wheel of his car, while sighing in the process.
The happy couple had been sitting in the parking lot for quite a while now. Gwen patiently waiting for her fiance to make up his own mind whether or not he wanted to do this. But secretly, the boy really didn't have a choice. The red head smiled in Kevin's direction, giggling quietly to herself at the poor sight sitting next to her.
"Really, Kevin. It's not that bad. Your seriously taking this whole thing way out of context."
The raven haired young man sat up quickly, placing much desperation of, 'please just kill me, now so I don't have to do this', beaming off his sad ridden face.
"You know I don't dance, Gwen."
The red head laid one of her tender hands on Kevin's shoulder. Trying to give the man some form of confidence. Even if it was just the smallest amounts of it.
"All the more for you to at least try, Kevin. Please? For me?"
Kevin stared intently at his girl. Silently pleading with her at the same time. Finally, realizing he wasn't getting anywhere with this, he decided to just cave, and let Gwen have her way... Again.
"Fine... But I know I'm going to regret this."
Gwen didn't even let Kevin finish before she had stepped out of the car. She leans into the opening of the door grinning madly at the boy.
"Of course you will."
Slamming the door shut, Kevin could only watch as the crimson haired girl headed towards the building convieniently called: "Franz Dance Studio".
Still staring after his fiance, the older boy slowly clicked open the door of his car, while letting out an irritable growl. "Oh yeah? Well, I bet this Franz guy is a complete tool."
He knew Gwen couldn't hear his last retort, and he really didn't care. Because It was obvious to everyone that Kevin couldn't wait to get in there...
DANCE, DANCE, DANCE,
Kevin regretabley made his way into the studio, looking around at first, taking in all the sights of this so called 5 star dance lesson academy. It was a pretty simple looking place, for being 5 stars that is. All it was, was an empty white room, with wooden floors, and mirrors hanging on the walls. In his mind he gave it a negitive 20. Just for the sole fact that dancing in general was severely and utterly lame.
"Velcome to mah studio!" The man happily shouted, bringing the dark haired man from his own desperate thoughts of wanting to hang himself. "Mah nahme is Franz. I'll be your instructor for zeese evening. I've alreadee met your fiance. And I muzt zay... " He raises his brow seductively towards Gwen. "She iz quite ze zexy vixion."
Kevin just stood there in silence, his arms folded in irritation from this whole dancing idea in general, but from what Franz here had just said, well, it wasn't sitting well with Kevin... At all. Franz continued to stand there holding his hand out for the raven haired stranger to shake, while keeping his rediculous smile upon his face.
It was noticable, that Kevin didn't like this guy.
"Uh-huh." Was all Kevin had said, still glaring at the little short bald guy dressed in solid black, that stood infront of him.
Franz reluctantly took his hand away. Looking slighty hurt. Gwen walked up to the two, with a scowl upon her face. "Kevin, be nice." She then turned to Franz. "I'm sorry, Franz. Kevin's a little-"
"Nervouz?" Franz chuckled as he stepped back from the couple to get a good look at them. "Hmmm..." The dance instructor put his hand up to his chin in thought. "You guyz are perfection!" He gleamed towards Kevin. "Nice broad shoulders. Perfect for ze lifting, and nice lean body, perfect for ze smooth dahncing!" Franz was rolling his hips seductively as he said it.
Kevin could only glare at Gwen. She couldn't help herself but let out a small giggle at Franz assesments on her boyfriend. It was pretty comical. The highlight of her day. It made all of this seem worth her while.
But Kevin wasn't finding any humor in Franz at all.
"Can we just get on with it? I'm not payin' you to tell me how good I look." He then shifts his attitude, and grins back at Gwen, leaning in closer to her, raising his brows playfully. " Believe me. I already know."
"Ugh." Gwen groaned. Pushing Kevin further away from her. Not finding Kevin the least bit amusing. Rolling her eyes at the boy, she quickly changes the subject. "So Franz. What do we do first?"
"Excellent!" Franz squealed with excitement. "Letz do zeese!"
DANCE, DANCE, DANCE, DANCE.
Gwen angrily whipped opened the door of her apartment growling and mumbling to herself as she slammed her purse to the floor. Normally, she hung it on the hook hanging in the livingroom. But after her and Kevin's first dance lesson of the evening, it was quite evident that the girl was not happy.
Kevin quickly came in shortly after Gwen's hostile entrance. Yelling after her. The boy must have done something wrong...
"Gwen!"
"Don't even Kevin." Gwen turned on her heals. Stopping the boy dead in his tracks. "You sabitoged this whole thing on purpose!"
The raven haired boy stood there. Not totally shocked by the girl's sudden turn on him.
"Did not." The boy mumbled, knowing the girl was at least half right.
"Did too!" The red head steamed back, placing her hands heatedly on her hips.
"What makes you think I wanted that to happen?" The boy said, folding his arms, and standing firm.
Gwen's eyes widen in disbelief. But not overly shocked that Kevin would try to turn the tables on this whole argument. He was after all good at it, quite the professional actually.
"Oh no. Your not getting out of this one Kevin Ethan Levin!"
Uh oh... She used the middle name. Why did she have to use the middle name?
"You did that to him on purpose! The red head screamed. "Not only did you ruin our chances of going back, but now... " Tears started to fall from her face. "But now one of my dreams for our wedding is ruined!"
Kevin didn't know what to do. All he could come up with at the moment was to apologize. He didn't want to lose Gwen over something stupid that he had done, and he'd done a lot of stupid things over the years. This one was number infinity and two.
Well, by his records.
"I'm... I'm sorry Gwen. I really am. Please.. don't be mad. I can fix this."
"Just get out Levin." The girl sighs in defeat. "It's obvious that your not taking my feelings seriously. Or this wedding... Just... Just get out." She deflated. Not having the heart to even look at him straight in the face.
Kevin's face suddenly fell.
Now he'd done it.
"Gwen... I..."
"Just go Levin! I need time to think. And I can't do it while your standing here irritating me!"
Kevin slowly walked backwards towards the door. Still holding on to the hope that Gwen would forgive him before he left the door way of her apartment.
But?
No such luck. Gwen didn't say another word as he turned, and headed towards his car.
Was this the end?
Had he messed up so bad that Gwen will never forgive him? Ever? There had to be something he could do to fix this, because, lets face it, he's done far worse than this, and she's forgiven him before.
Then suddenly and Idea sprang into his mind.
"Ben." The older boy scoffed.
Kevin started his car, and shifted it into gear, and sped off.
Looks like our hero was going to get a visit from Kevin Levin. Some how? I don't see it being a pleasent one...
Lets just hope Kevin doesn't bring the boy any cake... :D
Ben's humble aboad. (house)
Ben frantically ran down the stairs from his bedroom to the front door of his house. It sounded as though someone was trying to come in full force, with no regards of using the dang door bell. Why had the hero put that in, in the first place if nobody was going to ever use it?
Growling to himself, he swings the door open, almost hitting the wall behind it.
"Oh."
There was Kevin. Leaning against the door frame, face hardend in a sad expression. It had been raining pretty hard for the last ten minutes. So the older boy was also soaked from head to toe.
"Yeah." Was all the raven haired man said, before he pushed Ben out of his way.
Scowling at his friend, Ben let out a tired sigh. Seeing Kevin this way was never a good sign.
"How long?"
Kevin turned towards the young hero. "How long what?"
Ben sighed again, and placed his left hand on his hip. "Don't play dumb, Kevin... How long after Gwen threw you out, that you decided to-
"Twenty minutes ago." Kevin interrupted. Slouching himself onto the couch in Ben's livingroom, while kicking his feet up onto the coffee table.
"Hey! Feet off the table! Julie's gonna kill me if you put one scratch on that!" Ben squealed as he rushed over to the sulking friend of his. "You even still have your dirty stinky boots on!"
"Relax, Tennyson." Kevin Grinned, as he slowly put his feet to the floor. " I swear you've become even more girly now that your married."
Ben sat in the chair across from Kevin. "Whatever... So. You going to tell me why your here, soaked, and on my couch?"
Kevin lifts his gaze towards the ceiling of Ben's livingroom. He still wasn't quite sure if this was the best place to sort his and Gwen's problems. But, he was here. So he figured he'd try and make the best of it... Plus, it was free. Better than paying another stupid professional, and making things worse.
"Well..." Kevin began. "For one, I'm here because I was just passing through. 2. It's raining... Duh. And 3." He pushes the couch cushins as if he were fluffing them. "Your couch is pretty comfy."
Ben glares back at his friend, and stands up from his chair. "I don't have time for this Kevin." And the hero began to head back up to his room.
"Wait." Kevin growled under his breath. "Fine..." He sighs. I kinda ruined somethin', and Gwen aint too happy about it."
"Why am I not suprized?" The hero said as he smiled.
Kevin takes notice at Ben's chipper attitude and glares at the boy. "I guess you already new I'd screw this up, huh, Benji?" The older man quickly stands up from the couch. "As to why I even come to you about these things in the first place." Kevin was now heading towards the door. "I get it. I'm a screw up. I come to you for help, and I only get laughed at... Thanks buddy."
"Kevin."
The raven haired man raises a hand to stop Ben's rant, while the other opens the door.
"No. I get it. Really. I do."
Ben swiftly runs towards his front door, and shuts it, almost slamming it in Kevin's face.
"No, you don't... I'm sorry. You needed a friend, and I wasn't taking you seriously... Ben let out a small sigh. "Lets start over. Ok?"
Kevin stands there for a second. Thinking over his options. At this point? The boy really didn't have any. Ben was his only hope of Getting Gwen back, and he needed to get her back. No exceptions. It had to be done. No if's and's or butt's. Losing her just wasn't an option... It never was.
"Fine."
"Ok!" Ben said smiling like a grinning idiot. "So... What happened?"
Kevin slowly brings a hand to the back of his head, and sheepishly smiles. " I sort of... Well, I kind of put our dance instructor's head through a wall." The older boy looks to his friend. Ben was displaying a look of disbelief, and Kevin quickly tries to make the situation seem better. "But the guy had it come'n Ben! He was completely getting on my nerves!"
Ben suddenly clears his throat. "Just.. Wow... What exactly did he do, that he needed to have his head go through a freaken wall, Kevin?
Kevin growled, knowing what Ben was implying, thinking that he had done this just to be mean, well, Ben wasn't always right. "It wasn't nothin' like that! Jeeze Benji. I'm not that heartless."
Ben paused in thought for a moment. Unsure of where his friends story was actually going.
"Okaaay... I'm confused. If it was an accident. Then why was Gwen so upset about this?"
Kevin stands there, nervously putting his hands into his pockets, and lightly rocking back inforth on the heels of his boots.
"Because. I may or may not have purposely tripped him while he was teaching me how to dance."
Dang it... Ben was right...
"Uh-huh." The hero sighs. "So... You did trip him?"
Kevin's eyes suddenly found their way to the ceiling once more.
"Yeees."
Ben's eyes followed Kevin's lead. "Just because he was teaching you to dance? A teacher, teaching you to dance?"
"Yes."
"Interesting."
Kevin was losing his patience with the young hero.
"Christ! Just tell me what to do Ben! Man! I can't take this philysophical bull crap! Look, the guy was gettin' on my nerves. I was bored out of my mind, and wanted a little fun for once. So, yeah, I tripped the guy. I didn't think his whole head would go through a freaken wall!" Kevin gathered what little breath he had left, and then realized he was yelling at Ben for no reason, and yelling, wasn't helping any with his situation. Finally, Kevin deflated, and pleaded with his best friend. "Please... Just tell me how to get Gwen back. I can't lose her Ben. She's everything to me."
Kevin fell to the floor at Ben's front door. Wallowing in his own self pity. Ben realized then, just how important Gwen actually was to Kevin. She basically was his life support. His reason for living. Breathing. With out Gwen, Kevin may actually just dissapate into nothingness.
Ben finally lays a friendly hand on Kevin's shoulder. Causing the older boy to look up at him. Ben almost wanted to cry himself, for seeing just how pained Kevin actually was...
But that? Would be girly...
"What?" Kevin said out of irritation, seeing Ben's fallen face of sadness. "Awe come on. Don't tell me your gettin' all emo on me, Tennyson."
On second thought... Maybe Ben just wanted to deck the boy instead.
"It's nothing..." Ben gives his friend a genuine smile. "Lets go and get Gwen back."
Kevin sat there and smiled in relief. "Thanks, Ben."
GWEVIN, GWEVIN, GWEVIN, GWEVIN.
Gwen unlocked the door to her apartment. She had only a half a day at Head quarters. So she decided that a bubble bath was greatly needed. After her little spat with Kevin about a week ago, she figured she deserved some luxury... It basically was all work and no play up until now. Kevin always still lingering in the front of her mind through it all.
She still loved him... Deeply.
Sighing to herself on the thought, and closing the door behind her, the red head quickly went about her routine, setting her purse on the hook located in the livingroom, and headed towards the kitchen for something to snack on.
But she didn't make it very far...
Gwen had suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. What she saw just took her breath away.
There, on the kitchen table, was a meal fit for a queen. Table settings to match. Candles illuminated the entire apartment. Rose pettles leaving a scattering trail down the hallway to her room. Soft music playing in the background, finally pulling everthing that had been done, all together in one romantic bungalow.
"Do you like it?"
A husky low voice said, bringing the girl out of her trance, making the girl face her admire.
"Kevin?" She breathed.
"Yeah..." Kevin's face fell as fast as it lit up by seeing her again.
"You did this?" Gwen still couldn't believe what she was seeing.
"Yeah. I did. Look, Gwen. I just wanted to apologize." He takes in a solid deep breath and continues. " But before you kick me out, can I ask you one question?"
The red head stood there for a moment. Thinking all of this through. Kevin lately, had been a total ass. But this... This was just amazing to her. The man she loved had never done this before. Ever...
So the girl figured she'd give him at least 30 seconds of her time before she decided on kicking him out, and simply nodded at the boy.
Kevin, taking his cue, lent out one of his hands. "Dance with me?"
Gwen quickly snarled at the gesture, and pushed his hand away, almost in a playful like manner. "What? Kevin be serious. You hate dancing."
"Not true!" He defensively stated. Then, Kevin's tone suddenly went comical. "Besides, Franz said I had quite the talent."
Gwen's eyes narrowed, and if you looked close enough, you could see the slight pinkish undertone buring with her glare. "Now your just mocking me, Kevin."
Kevin realizing that this was all going down hill fast, he quickly pulls out a single sheet of paper from his coat pocket. "No. I mean really, Gwen! He's been teachin' me stuff all week! See?"
Gwen grasps the paper almost forcefully from Kevin's hands...
The certificate was real...
"H-how?"
Kevin leaned in closer to his red headed beauty, wraping his hands seductively around her waist. Gwen never pushing him away, as he slowly went in for the kill.
"Does it matter? I did it for you. I did it cuz your worth it. Do I really need to give you an answer?"
Gwen, leans in closer to Kevin, both persons, meeting up in the middle. Nose to nose. Lips almost to lips. Ready to seal the deal for the evening...
Gwen slowly raises her hands to play with Kevin's dark locks, as she always did when kisses were involved. What Kevin did for her was truely astounding. Beyond what she ever expected him to do. Smiling as she got closer to his begging lips... aaaand...
Whack!
Gwen had smacked the poor guy on the back of the head. Just to be fair, her dad did warn him that this would happen...
"OW! What the heck was that for!" Kevin's brow furrowed in hurt and disbelief.
The look on Gwen's face though, was dead serious. Kevin knew that look all too well. "Don't you ever do this to me again Kevin Levin. You hear me?"
Kevin let out an elongated sigh. "Never again, Gwen. I prom-"
The boy only didn't get to finish. Gwen had grabbed Kevin by his shirt, and made him shut up completely with one passionate make up kiss.
Yep, It was going to a be a night neither of them would forget...
... Because Ben would decide to call, and invite himself and Julie over.
Ok! Tell me how this chapter stunk! LOL! I'm still trying to grasp my inspiration! Grrrr...
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