Lemonade Mouth
TLC
Chaptered
Written by Lavender
Not owning Lemonade Mouth. If I did, Rayella would be canon.
(^^)
"What do you think you're doing?" Ray demanded, his brow arched as Stella poured some of the filling of the container onto her palm like lotion. "Well this is the other option than the mittens. You won't itch at all," she stated as she rubbed the contents on her hand and then reaching over and touching his face which were marred by little red dots. He shifted away from her with a wary look.
She rolled her eyes. "For goodness' sake Ray, it's either this or the mittens."
"I'd actually prefer the mittens to a suspicious pink liquid."
"Grow some balls Beech," Stella stated, swatting his hands away and touching his face with her pink covered hands.
His eyes shut due to the contact and she gently brushed the pink solution over his still worryingly colourful face. "See isn't that better?"
"What is that stuff?" Ray murmured.
"I don't know," she replied with a shrug. "My dad gave it to me and my brothers when we had Chicken Pox. It's not that bad huh?" His nose crinkled. "It smells disguising."
"I'd prefer the smell to the itching."
"How long does this last?"
"A couple of hours," Stella answered, moving her hands onto his neck to reach the rest of the red blemishes. His blue eyes opened again. "So you have to reapply it later"
"Yep, off with the shirt Ray."
"Again with the demands Yamada," he stated rolling his eyes at her. "Just take off the damn shirt, before I do it myself." She pretended that her face didn't resemble a tomato. "Off with the shirt," Stella repeated, getting him to roll his eyes at her again. "Alright fine; who spit in your lemonade?"
Off went his shirt and he sat still as Stella applied the ointment on his torso.
Despite the muscles, defined and tight, red blotches danced on his tan skin and as she applied the contents of the container, she noticed his wince. "Are you…okay?" He flinched. "Your hands are cold."
"Sorry about that," she apologized, quickening her hands to finish the job before she made his condition worse. "Alright, does your back itch at all?" He flinched again. "No." Stella rolled her eyes. "Lie on your back Ray…no wait." Quickly retrieving a towel she placed it beneath him. "Okay, now you can lie down."
Ray didn't move an inch as Stella's small hands roamed his back, massaging the stiff muscles gained from lack of movement. He tried not to make a sound as her hands gently touched the sensitive skin at the small of his back. He flinched again. "Would you hurry up?"
"Calm down it's not like you've got something else to do today," she retorted, and only when he almost purred in pleasure as she kneaded the muscle at the small of his back.
"Did you just…"
"No, I didn't do anything," he denied practically pushing her off of him. "I'm fine." She examined his face, a soft pink, light and healthy compared to the icy blue/green hue that danced on his sickly white face blemished with crimson spots. Stella couldn't help but snicker. "Is something wrong with little Ray-Ray?"
"Don't call me that."
"Why?" She prodded innocently, making him glare at her. "That's what Patty calls me."
"Gross. Why?"
"She thinks it's cute," a different voice answered and both heads snapped towards his bedroom door where Izzy stood, smiling innocently. "I liked calling him Ray-Ray and after the last time I met her, she started calling him that too," Izzy pouted. "Now he won't let me call him Ray-Ray either." Her pout disappeared then and she grinned at them. "So did you manage to get the medicine on him?"
"Medicine; what medicine?," Evelyn asked as she walked up behind Izzy.
Ray's eyes widened into saucers, he'd be the last to admit that he was his mother's boy, but though he loved his mother he'd prefer it if she wasn't breathing down his neck and suffocating him with her non-stop questions about his health. Thinking quickly for a solution to hide the red blotches marking his torso, he grabbed Stella and hugged her. Stella spluttered for a second, and hissed into his ear, "What the hell are you doing?"
"Just trust me would you?"
Izzy puckered her lips and turned to her confused mother. "Oh medicine, the medicine I was asking about was you know, TLC. Tender-loving-care; I was just making sure Stella was taking care of my big brother the right way."
"Oh," Evelyn mouthed and smiled uneasily at the two teenagers hugging on the bed. "Er, Stella, what are you doing exactly?"
"Uh…he…wanted a hug?"
xXx
To Stella
From Wen
What you think of Liv's new song?
xXx
To Wen
From Stella
It's great, have you and her got together yet?
xXx
To Stella
From Wen
WHAT? No-no, we don't like each other like that…
xXx
To Wen
From Stella
Yes you do.
And I was talking about getting together so you could write the notes down for us to play duhh…
xXx
"I'm not wearing that."
"Do you prefer walking around with pink stuff on your shirt?" Izzy asked; her arms crossed over her chest. Stella huffed. "It's fine. My dad's bringing my clothes soon. I can take waiting for him until then."
"But how'll you explain the mess?"
She opened her mouth to argue and then shut it. How exactly would she explain it to Evelyn anyway? "Alright fine, but can't you just get me an old shirt of your mom's or your aunt's?"
"Do you want to explain why you need another shirt?"
"…alright fine," Stella grumbled in agreement getting one of Ray's clean shirts thrown at her, sighing in dejection at losing an argument to Ray's kid sister, an eight year old at that. As the bathroom door shut, Izzy turned her attention to her big brother. "So…Ray, she's exactly how you describe her," she stated with a smile.
"Don't go there Izzy."
"But I'm just agreeing with you," she said, her smile widening. "She's pretty, she's smart and she likes to argue. But she doesn't look like she hates you."
"She's getting paid to take care of me, and now you."
"Well she agreed to hug you. You haven't hugged anyone since I was four, and you looked like you were being tortured," Izzy reminded with a giggle. "When you were hugging Stella you seemed to enjoy it."
"Stop being stupid," Ray ordered rolling his eyes at her. "I just hugged her to hide the fact that I have Chicken Pox."
"Whatever keeps your ego afloat," Izzy stated rolling her eyes back at him. The bathroom door opened and Stella came out wearing Ray's Perry the Platypus shirt. "I just realized something," Stella said as she sat on Ray's office-chair which was leaning against his desk. "How am I supposed to explain this shirt?" Izzy blinked. "Uh…you…got cold?"
xXx
To Ray
From Patty
Baby where are you?
xXx
"Hey dad," Stella greeted as Mr. Yamada was shown into the Beech household carrying a duffle bag. "So how is he?" he asked, hugging Stella and handing her the bag. "Still sick," she answered, "but I'm still babysitting, not only him but his sister, Izzy."
"Hmm, I still don't like this Stell…"
"Dad its fine."
"Oh hello, you must be Stella's dad," Claire said as she entered the foyer of the house, smiling in greeting at him. "I'm Claire Evans, Ray's aunt."
"Hello, I'm Doctor George Yamada," he introduced, shaking her hand. "Oh, you're a doctor! That's great; could you do a quick check on my nephew? My sister's being a big worrywart and keeps on jumping between coming with me to Albuquerque and staying here to take care of him."
Mr. Yamada cleared his throat and nodded. "That's fine, if you'd show me where he is?"
xXx
To Patty
From Ray
Somewhere you aren't obviously
xXx
Stella winced. "He's got the what?" Claire demanded with a frown. "Chicken Pox," Mr. Yamada repeated with a shrug. "Everyone get's it at one point or another."
"How come you didn't tell your mother Ray?" Claire asked, already rearranging the pillows behind Ray's head. He grunted. "I'm fine Aunt Claire besides; mom will never leave me alone if she finds out I have Chicken Pox."
"I think it's better this way too," Mr. Yamada added. "If you stress him too much it could make it worse."
"Oh…"
"So I suggest you don't tell your sister about his condition, and just let him rest."
Claire dropped to the floor in an Indian pose and began a weird mantra in some other language. "Uh…?" Stella glanced towards Izzy. "What…is she doing…?"
"Mom told you she was kind of a yogi didn't she?," Izzy whispered. "Aunt Claire's kind of…eccentric…"
"I think we can see that," Stella trailed. "Alright then," Claire claimed as she stood from her position looking satisfied. "I have cleansed the auras in the room and hopefully Ray's recovery will be swift!"
xXx
To Stella
From Mo
Hey Stell, Wen's got the notes for the new song.
When are we gonna practice like a band again?
xXx
To Mo
From Stella
Soon, I've got something going on right now.
xXx
"Was there something I can do for you Mr. Yamada?" Ray asked; his brow arched in curiosity.
"Yes actually there is just one thing I'd ask from you."
The teenager waited patiently for the older man to elaborate and that he did, "I'd just like to make one thing clear, my daughter remains untouched and unattached by the time this little job is over. Do we understand each other?"
He blinked. "What?"
"You. Stella. Not going to happen."
"…uh…"
"Do we understand each other Mr. Beech?" Ray blinked in confusion. "You don't think...me, her…no. Just no…You know our history together though right?"
"I just wanted to make sure we're on the same page."
"Oh don't worry about it Mr. Yamada; nothing is going on with me and your daughter."
He gave Ray a hard look and added seriously, "And nothing ever will."
To be continued
Introducing, protective Daddy Yamada
Yes this is chapter four, isn't time just flying?
Here's to my amazing reviewers, you guys keep me going!
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