Thanks a bunch for the reviews! I didn't know there were so many people that had the same wishes I had (detective things). I'm glad I'm not the only one.
Jniems - there will soon be something like that. In fact, expect some of it in this and in the next chapter.
Dyson's POV
I stared at the TV - wide eyed - and carefully observed the moves the two people did against each others' body. It was my first time watching porn and I couldn't help but stare at a bunch of stupidity in that kind of movies. I don't get it: how can men watch these kinds of things? It's disgusting and I find it offensive when someone says you're less man if you don't watch it.
Personally, I've never found a point of watching things like that. You can call me a nerd or a geek, or anything you want for that matter, but there's no way in the hell that I'll change my opinion.
But what fascinated me about it was the look in the eyes of that woman that eyed the man. It was filled with such lust and desire I've never seen. It got me thinking: has May ever looked at me like that? Has she ever shot me with a look that said 'I want you?' She's never done that. But why not? I'm a nice guy. I've never done anything harmful to her - well except for that one time when I invented that Aqua spray, but that doesn't really count as harmful. I've always treated her with respect and kept her secret safe for more than two months.
Why hasn't she looked at me with so much desire then? She said she had a crush on me since fifth grade. Why doesn't she show it then? A look wouldn't hurt. I look at her with desire all the time so I figured she'll return the favor. Maybe I should've been more obvious with the look. Yes, that's it, I figured, I'll be more obvious. Then she'll get it.
May's POV
Knock. Knock. Knock.
I turned on the left side in my bed and covered myself with the sheet. My senses were blurry, but I managed to hear that annoying sound that woke me up every morning I almost slept over the school.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Still blurry, that annoying sound wouldn't shut up. I turned onto the stomach and put the pillow over my head. My eyes still closed; I returned to the dream world I was in just a few minutes ago.
My tail moved along the waves as I waved my arms back and forth and swam in the direction of that beautiful island. I stared at the wonderful moon that shone above the dark ocean; gray clouds hovering around it. The moon was full and bright; that shining circle sent its golden - but weak - rays of beautiful light towards me. The moonlight looked so beautiful. I slowly swam under the underwater gate into the moon pool and-
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"WHAT THE HELL?" I jumped; my loud voice tone echoing through the house.
"You've got company, May", mom said from the other side. Luckily, I always lock the door when I'm in my room - even when I'm asleep - so she can't come in, or else I'd already be dragged to the kitchen by force.
"Who dares to interrupt my sleep?"
"Melissa, Destiny and Dyson."
Just what I needed in the early morning hours: the three stooges up on my door!
"What do they want this early?"
"First off, it's not early - it's one pm. Second off, they're here because of the full moon. Something about physics homework."
Oh, right. The full moon. How could I forget? We agreed that Melissa and Destiny will sleep over because of the full moon. I guess Dyson wants to sleep over too.
"I'll be right up."
-H2O-
"Took you long enough." As soon as I entered the living room - full dressed of course - I looked up and noticed Melissa giving me a strange glare.
"Well, excuse me that I'm not a morning person", I shot back.
"It's one", Destiny commented.
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
I sat onto the couch next to Dyson and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Melissa sat next to me and Destiny next to him. I saw rucksack in their hands; probably sleeping bags and PJ's. But what interested me the most was the rucksack Dyson had in his hand - it was half open and I noticed a blue sleeping bag inside.
"Uhmmm, Dyson... What is that?" I pointed at his rucksack.
He looked around first; confused and without knowing what I was talking about. Finally he noticed what I pointed my finger at. "Oh, that. It's a sleeping bag." I glared at him with surprise. "What? I'm in this too. You can't get rid of me. You need me."
"No, we don't", Destiny spoke. "We can handle this ourselves."
Dyson shook his head unconvincingly. "Right. Like you handled it last two times."
"That was different. We've learned our lesson", Melissa said.
"Nope, you did not."
"Exactly", I said, "Because I still haven't been moonstruck. So to learn the lesson completely, I have to get moonstruck too."
"NO!" all of them exclaimed.
"Why not? You all had your chance. Why can't I have mine?"
"You remember how I acted? I completely embarrassed myself", Melissa said.
"And what about me? You remember that I burned you when you tried to touch me? I thought humans were a threat to us so I wanted to kill them. I even almost killed Illene and Therese, which wouldn't really be a shame, but still" Destiny added.
"That's because you have no self-control. I, on the contrary, am perfectly self-controllable."
"Especially when you use your powers", Melissa muttered with a dose of sarcasm.
"I heard that."
"Why can't we just go for a swim before the moon rises?" Destiny broke up our little debate.
I looked at her. Melissa instantly agreed and I did the same. A good afternoon swim would do miracles. Luckily it was Saturday and we could swim as much as we wanted to. Destiny and Melissa quickly ran out of the house to get into the ocean as soon as possible. I headed to the door after my friends, when I noticed Dyson giving me a weird glance that kind of remembered me of Freddy Krueger's face expression.
"What?" I asked; confusion obvious in my voice.
His pupils rose up to face mine and his stare became even weirder. His eyes were now widely opened, as if he's seen a ghost. "It's a wonderful day, isn't it?"
With a nod, I narrowed my eyes in suspicion. "Yeah. It is. What's with you?"
"Nothing's with me."
"You seem weird."
"Me? Weird?" He put a hand over his heart. "Now why would you think that?"
"I don't know. Why would I?"
"Don't you feel it?"
"Feel what?"
"How great feels being here."
I looked around. "Yeah. It does... I guess."
His look became even weirder; it could be described as twisted.
"What's with the look? What did you see? Is there a mouse somewhere in the house?"
"No! Don't you get it?" He looked offended.
"Get what?" What was I supposed to get? That he looked like a moron? If that's so, then yeah: I've got it.
"The look!" He pointed to his eyes. "Don't you get the look?"
"What about it?"
"It's the sexy look." Pride was present in his voice, especially when he said the word sexy.
Narrowing my eyes for a bit more, I lowered my head in the direction of his and took a few steps closer to him. My eyes were about three centimeters away from his; observing his odd look.
"What's so sexy about that?" I asked.
He aimed a death glare at me. "You were supposed to look back at me with the same look."
I coughed to clear my throat. "Dyson... In this relationship I'm supposed to make you happy, not frighten you. But you seem to scare me. That's unfair."
"You didn't!" He pouted like a child and spoke with a childish voice. "You didn't just say my sexy look frightened you."
"That was not a sexy look. That was more of a Freddy Krueger look."
"You know nothing about sexy looks or the looks of desire and lust. You don't even have it."
"If those are like that, then I'm glad."
"But how can you say that?"
"I just can, okay? I just can." And with that I left the house and quietly muttered only for myself to hear: "That was so not a sexy look."
-H2O-
Dyson's hand slowly closed the glass balcony door of my room and covered it with a dark sea-green curtain. It was around eight pm and my boyfriend has proudly announced that the moon's risen up just a few seconds ago. Melissa and Destiny possessed my computer and went on Facebook, while I just threw myself onto the bed and played Shadowalker on my cell phone.
Dyson sat next to my head and tried to kiss my right cheek, but I avoided his lips. After the 'sexy look' talk this afternoon I really had no intention of sharing kisses with him. He thought I had no sexy look and seemed quite offended when I told him that his look was in no way in the hell sexy. It was the truth. That look would be found sexy only if Sylar - read 'the television bad guy' - wore it, which was highly impossible.
"You're not angry at me, are you?" he asked; his voice expressing a high amount of ignorance.
"No, not at all. Why would I be angry?" I said sarcastically. "It's only that my boyfriend thinks I have no sexy look and looks offended when I say to him that his 'sexy look' reminds me of a horror movie character. Nothing serious for a girl my age."
"We've been through this: that truly was a sexy look." Damn, how men can be persistent. "I saw it on a por- Discovery Channel."
I rolled my eyes and continued playing my game. "Whatever."
-H2O-
The hours went by and it was already ten pm. Melissa became slightly sleepy, but she managed to sustain from going to bed. Destiny was still on Facebook; her eyes revealed her sleepiness, but she wouldn't move away from the screen. Dyson sat next to her and laughed at some stupid game they played, while I was still laid on the bed, this time playing Bikini Volleyball.
"I'm hungry", Melissa spoke and broke the silence.
Destiny yawned and stretched her hands. "Me too."
"There's some ice-cream left in the fridge in the kitchen", I said. "You can have it if you want."
Both girls nodded and left the room. They left the door open and I heard them walking down the stairs as slowly and quietly they were able to so they don't wake my parents up.
Dyson was still glued to the computer, which made me quite uncomfortable since I had this strange desire to make out with him due to us being alone in the room. I felt thirsty, so I reached for the small water bottle he brought with himself and drank it - he said earlier he wouldn't mind if I drank some. What's weird about him is that he doesn't drink the pipe water; only the bottled one - the one he's sure is safe.
I aimed a quick glance at the balcony door and made strange thoughts posses my mind. What would happen if I look at the moon? Would it make me do bad things? Would I be aware of what I'd be doing? The curiosity wouldn't let me think normally anymore. My mind was bombing me with 'what if's' and I couldn't keep my cool.
Quietly - not to make Dyson hear me and look back - I got up the bed and tiptoed to the window. I raised my hand and touched the curtain, but slightly backed away once the top of my finger met its soft - but sharp - surface. I frowned. What am I doing? I could get in some serious trouble if I look at the moon. I could kill someone. The girls would hate me if I did it.
Soon there was a huge debate in my head - my straight mind against my wild teenage hormones. But for some reason my teenage hormones beat my straight mind and made me act stupid.
Gaining enough courage to do so, I widened my eyes and in a just a few seconds moved the curtain just so I can see the full moon's eye. Just as the curtain was out of the way I faced the full sphere hanging on the night's dark face. And in an instant I looked at it I felt its beautiful blaze corrupting my hazel eyes.
Its bright golden-sliverish light lightened my face and brightened the dark night almost as if it was sunny outside. The moon's face was almost parallel to mine and I've got an odd feeling around my heart - the feeling of safeness and protection. The more I looked at the moon, the more I felt attracted to it. I don't know if it was only my imagination, but there was this strange voice deep in my mind - I don't know what it said; all I remember was its hypnotizing tone, a tone that second by second threw me into deeper and deeper trance. Soon everything went black and what I did that night remained a mystery to me. I guess it's true that the curiosity killed the cat.
A bright smile decorated my face; a smile full of joy and happiness. Kisses, kisses... All I had on my mind were kisses. I desperately wanted to kiss someone or at least let my lips touch their skin. Kissing... It felt good. I wanted it.
I squinted my eyes and widened my smile; my eyes were still wide and that squint wasn't big, it was there just to express myself. Dyson said something about the sexy look. I wonder what he thought about this one.
Letting the curtain to hide back the window, I turned on my heel and faced Dyson's back: he was still sitting in front of a computer, chatting with his friends on Facebook.
"Dyson", I called out for him; my voice changed into the one you'd hear on a 'sexy phone service'.
He didn't respond.
I smiled. "Dyson", I called again. I wasn't going to give up. He was my man after all and it was my obligation to call out for him.
This time he looked back at me.
I curved my lips into an even bigger smile and signalized him with my finger to come closer to me. He logged out and rose up from the chair he was sitting at and headed toward me.
I observed his small steps and let out a sigh of satisfaction. Man, I was turned on. I wanted him. His smell - the fresh mint kind - made him even more desirable. His small, beautifully shaped hands and fingertips made me giggle. Everyone has fetish on something, right? Well, my fetish was on hands and his looked simply delicious.
As he approached, I began to laugh. "What do you think about my look now?"
He narrowed his eyes. I could see it in them that he wanted me too. "You mean... Your sexy look?"
His words made me laugh more. I don't really know why, I just found it funny. That voice of his sounded like it was made of pure awesomeness - how can something so beautiful even exist? Those cute eyes, perfect smile, beautiful white teeth... I couldn't sustain myself anymore.
I reached for the water bottle and as soon as it was in my hands, I opened it and began pouring water over my head. I burst into laughter while doing that and asked: "Don't you just love the look of water?"
Dyson's eyes went wide as he put his hands on his chin in surprise. "May, what are you doing?"
With one last giggle I fell onto the floor; my tail sprouting to replace my legs. I shot a quick glance at my tail, before turning my look back to Dyson.
"Come here", I said in a seductive tone.
He shook his head. "No."
I raised my hand and waved my index finger to sign him to come closer. "Come to me."
"No." He shook his head again.
"I don't bite." I seductively licked my lips and shot him with a sexy look of mine. "Come to me, Dyson. Come." I smiled. "Come."
A grin spread on his face and with no other words of denial he kneeled down before me and lowered his head. I raised mine and reached my hand out, pulling him into a kiss. His sweet lips touching mine felt great; almost as if my lips were cuddled by a soft and gentle cotton candy.
I gently stroke his hair with my fingers; his soft, silky hairs danced around my skin like a feather on the wind. I began pulling him closer, but when he tried to resist and get away from me, I tightened my grip o him. I was aware of the fact that he couldn't breathe, but it still made me happy when I knew he was helpless in my hands. He was mine - all mine - at the moment. He didn't belong to anyone, but me. His life and all he had was in my hands.
I twirled my tongue in his mouth, but he just refused to play along. A big smile wouldn't leave my face, while his was replaced by an expression of fear.
At that very same moment Melissa and Destiny appeared at the door with a bowl of ice-cream in their hands. Seeing the scene between Dyson and me, Melissa put the bowl onto the bed and together with Destiny went over to Dyson. With a great force they pulled him away from me and made me face the floor.
As soon as he was away, he began taking deep breaths as if he was suffocating. Melissa and Destiny kneeled before him; checking if he was all right.
"What happened?" Destiny asked and shot a quick glance at me. "Why is she transformed?"
"I'm not really sure, but I think it has something to do with the moon", Dyson said.
"Is somebody up for a kiss?" I asked, completely ignoring their little chat. "I have the sexy look."
All three of them glanced at me and then looked at each other. I heard them mumbling about something; I'm not sure what it was, but is damn sure ended fast.
The all turned to me and Dyson headed toward me. I could feel the fear his eyes radiated with, but I just didn't care. I wanted him. He was mine.
As soon as he was in my range, I took his hand and pulled him down to me; he almost fell, but he kept his balance. He put his hands around my pits and started to drag me towards the bed. I put my arms around him and smiled - he smiled back, but his smile seemed fake. But what the hell! It's a smile too, right?
Once on the bed, the threesome stood next to me and, along with a frown unapprovingly shook their heads - my two female friends doing the most of it. I managed to get a hold of Dyson's hand once again and almost pulled him onto the bed to me, but Melissa and Destiny kept him on his feet.
"Isn't the moon beautiful?" I asked; my voice tone turning from ordinary to seductive. "Let's all go for a swim."
"What are we gonna do with her?" Destiny asked Melissa and Dyson. The twosome shook their hand; not knowing what to answer.
"Let's leave her here and go downstairs. You never know how she'll use her powers in this state", Melissa warned.
Dyson nodded. "Let's do it."
Destiny agreed too. As Dyson and Melissa left the room, she walked over to me and lowered her torso. "You stay here." Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "And do not move."
Licking the edges of my lips, I grabbed her hand and with full force pulled her to me. I passionately kissed her lips; she tried to break free, but my grip was too tight. She somehow managed to get away from me and while leaving the room gave me the most disgusted look one could have.
You'd think that'd make me feel sorry. But no, I did not feel sorry - I felt great. I wanted to kiss some more. I wanted to hold someone. Feel their fingers. Hands. Lips. And if they thought leaving me on that bed in the room would stop me from doing what I intended to, they were wrong. Oh, how wrong they were about it. Little did they know what I'm capable of to get what I want.
I grabbed the sheet and began wiping my hair with it to dry it off. Once dry, I got up the bed and quietly tiptoed out of the room; my bare feet gently touched the fine, wooden floor and left no sound while doing so.
I could easily get out of the house through the front door, but what's the fun in that? Instead, I walked over to the living room and slowly approached the door that led to kitchen; that widely opened door. Inside were my two friends - Des and Mel - they were both behind the counter, with their backs turned to me.
I lowered my torso and on the top on my toes unnoticingly found my way to the back door. Opening the door as quietly as I could, I glanced back for a moment and with a twist of my hand made the water from the faucet break free and splash my friends. Wearing a wide smile, I left the house and soon found myself walking on the beach's soft, sandy surface. Only inches parted me from the most important place in my life - the ocean.
Dyson's POV
Once the girls and I got downstairs, we decided that it's best if we leave May as she was in her room. The three of us could easily have fun in the living room and if we wanted to sleep, we'd simply walk into May's room and take our belongings.
The girls decided to search for some drinks around the counter, while I had to use the bathroom. I went to the one that was upstairs; I could easily go to the one downstairs, but May was up and I wanted to be sure she will not leave her room. When I just entered the bathroom, I heard May's room's door opening and quiet footsteps that headed downstairs.
Once finished with my little need, I ran downstairs to check if the girls were alright. I opened the kitchen door and saw May just about to leave the house. She did her hand-movement again and activated her power by making the faucet water splash the girls. She left the house with a smile, while Melissa and Destiny cursed under their breaths.
"May!" Melissa groaned angrily as she faced the floor once her tail had formed.
Destiny dried them both off with her power and soon the three of us stood there; frozen on one place. We discussed what would be a smart thing to do at the moment. Would it be to follow her? Call her parents? Tell her parents? Call Melissa's grandma? Leave her do what she pleases?
There were really not many options, but I decided that the first one would be the best one. The girls couldn't follow her because of the moon, but that doesn't mean I couldn't. I was a perfectly capable candidate for doing it.
The girls were a bit skeptic at first, but they gave it up once they heard my arguments. I just hoped everything would go as planned.
-H2O-
In full speed, I headed towards Ooha'oma with my motorboat. Once there, I left the boat on the beach and broke through various trees to get to the rocks. Somehow I made it there - due to the lack of real light - and as soon as I found the cave entrance, I moved away the rock that covered it and let my body slip inside. As my butt hit the hard ground, I groaned in pain, but my groans silenced once I saw the most beautiful scene in my life.
May floated there, in that shining, crystal blue water; her head and shoulders being the only visible parts of her body. Her face was decorated with a satisfied - yet cute - smile and as soon as she saw me, she approached the edge of the pool and rose her hands onto it.
"Hi, Dyson." Her voice sounded a bit childish and immature, but it seemed to express the innocence she kept hidden deep inside.
"Hi, May", I returned the greeting. She kept smiling at me, and I retaliated. Her innocent, childlike eyes eyed mine; the look I was given somehow made me feel loved and wanted. But I couldn't give myself into. "May, listen. Why don't you and I go home now? Okay? You and me, together." She nodded; her face expression showing joy. "Yu want it too, don't you? So why don't you just let me get you out of the pool and together we can go home? Remember sweetie, just you and me. There's no one to disturb us."
She nodded again. "I'd like that."
"You would, wouldn't you?" I grinned; I had to play her game or else I'd get in trouble with her. And trouble was the last thing I wanted.
She looked around and then waved her finger to show me to approach her. "Wanna help me get out?"
"Sure." I walked over to her and saw her raising her hand for me to take it. As I grabbed it, I went to pull her out, but she outsmarted me - her hand moved back and I found myself falling into the pool, joining her.
Surfacing, I rolled my eyes in frustration - how could I let a moonstruck mermaid outsmart me? I was the genius there, not her. So why was she able to outsmart me?
May's lips curved into a self-indulged smile. I tried to get out of the moon pool, but she tightly wrapped her hands around my chest and made me unable to move - I think she got some kind of a super strength power in that moonstruck mode. I noticed her happily looking up and I curiously aimed my look toward the cone of the volcano to see what's so happy about it.
The moon slowly began covering the cone and the water started to bubble. Small, golden bubbled flew upwards and I saw them dissolving as they reached the cone. When the moon and the cone were completely united, the whole cave glowed bright yellow and the water in the moon pool seemed to be shining in bright silver color. I tried to get out with all my heart, but May's hands were still wrapped around me.
As the moon passed the cone, the water calmed down and the bubbling silenced. With my eyes wide I observed the scenery around me. May was still smiling, while I had that tingly feeling flowing through my body. Have I just been turned into a mermaid? Have I got powers? Will I get them twelve hours from now? were the questions that ran through my mind. I tried to calm myself down, but with no success. I couldn't be a mermaid - or a merman - no! If I had become one, I couldn't go swimming at school anymore then or go swimming with my friends. Yes, I could scuba dive for, like, forever and have powers and I'd be able to do research on myself, but still... That wouldn't be good.
I guess I only have twelve hours to sort things out in my mind and mentally prepare myself for being something only little girls want to be - a merperson. And now there's no way of going back. Why did I have to follow May in the first place?
This chapter was so much fun to write. So Dyson has issues now with his new secret. What will happen to him? Will he manage to live with it?
Next time: new faces, new places, and a quest... Feel free to guess what will happen. Until next time: take care, everyone!