Chapter 3:

So, I think I might just switch POV's between Ren and Kishan, but there might be more Kelsey in the story then there will be Ren….I don't know~it will all depend on the setting and place in the story! :p Thanks for much for subscribing, favoriting, and reviewing! They mean the world to me and give me the inspiration I need to continue! Sorry the chapters are short and don't come as often as they could ;/

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~Twihardfan3194. XxRen+KelseyxX

(Kelsey's POV):

The next week was anything but ordinary. It was so strange having Ren back in my life—but also not so bad either. Although there was still that small achy feeling deep within my heart, it was somehow bearable now as Ren as I continued to become "reacquainted" in our new found friendship. Kishan often stood in the background and watched our exchanges and casual teasing, though I could tell it still bothered him as much as it had before when Ren had his memory of me present.

I was on the deck of the ship near the kitchen, overlooking the waves on the balcony, the mist spraying my cheeks and enveloping my face with saturated moisture that left me feeling clean and pure. It was soon time for me to be practicing my lightning ability, and it took everything inside of me not to zap the waves in front of me, in fear that it would start a shark frenzy. I shivered at the thought and quickly pushed it away as I felt a tap on my shoulder. I jumped, not having noticed Kishan's presence.

He came up beside me and leaned on the ship's railing, not saying anything. It was his kind and composed silence that I admired about him. While Ren could sit and talk for hours—everything from Shakespeare, to literature, to every thought he had had during his afternoon as a tiger—Kishan chose to accept his surroundings and quietly enjoyed them, consuming every array possible from each feeling and emotion in the air around him.

"Hi," I said, still glancing out at the ocean. The awkwardness had died down between us, but even in our most comfortable times, there was always something there eating at our familiarity with one another.

Kishan grinned and lightly rubbed my shoulder, trailing the length of my arm until he gratifyingly found my hand in the warmth of his. I smiled halfheartedly and looked over at him. He was carefully watching me, waiting for any reaction. I threw him a reassuring look and squeezed his hand once before pulling him along with me. "I have to practice my lightning power."

Kishan nodded, already having been aware of my schedule, I presumed. "Ren is just finishing up his workout and then we'll be left to help you with your training."

I nodded and Ren's face entered my mind. I blushed fiercely and switched to another train of thought, for Kishan seemed to becoming suspicious of my involuntary reddening. I assured him that it was just the ocean mist and humidity biting at my cheeks from the cold. The thought of me "training" was just beyond strange. Everything about the situation would have been incomprehensible to anybody on normal standards.

I followed Kishan down the ship, watching the waves as I passed, longing for another time when things were right between Ren and I. But having him as my friend now still had its benefits. We often joked and teased each other, and spent most of our time reading literature in the library or on the veranda when the weather outside was nice. Ren often asked for my opinion on songs that he would play on the guitar, or a paragraph in poetry. But other than that I felt like I may never truly get my Ren back where he belonged.

Kishan opened the door for me and I entered into the large workout room. Various mats were set up over the gym style floor along with weights and lifts. Ren hopped down from the pull ups he had been doing and rubbed his hand together, throwing me one of his heart-stopping smiles, causing me to melt. Although I couldn't help but smile back at his new found enthusiasm for everything. While he wasn't as much of a leader as he used to be, he still had a familiar confidence to his step as he strode over to me in his bare chested glory. It was everything I had in me not to faint or drool at the sight of him as he pulled a dragon fly blue collared shirt on.

Ren winked in my direction, causing an embarrassing blush to make itself known. Of course this only made him grin more as he continued to fasten the buttons on his shirt.

"Lose the grin, Casanova. Even you would know the effect you have on girls," I grumbled, purposely giving his arm a shove.

Ren laughed and rubbed his arm where I had shoved him. It didn't seem to bother him, but I know it had inwardly been discomforting for him to feel. "Oh, really? And what might this effect be that I possess?"

I giggled as Kishan gave one of his world famous roll of the eyes and stalked past us to the training area. I knew my minutes with Ren were limited to chat before we had to get to work, so I quickly responded, "Come back down to earth, Superman. You've been up there flying in the clouds a little too long. Honestly, you really should know the effect you have, amnesia or not." I shrugged and started walking past him. "We've discussed it before."

Ren quickly snatched my wrist and pulled me to his side. He gazed deeply into my eyes. That was the difference between Ren and Kishan. Kishan could make me melt with a touch, but Ren could put me on the bridge of fainting with his gorgeous cobalt eyes alone. His hand trembled on my wrist, but he made no sudden urge to move from his place inches from my face.

"Well, Lois, I would believe you make an excellent point. 'He that loves to be flattered is worthy o' the flatterer,'" Ren grinned, winking at me. "Therefore, I accept your compliments." He quickly pulled away and continued out the door, looking over his shoulder only one to say, "And Lois Lane was a very stubborn woman."

I scowled at him but couldn't help but silently laugh at his comments. I had Ren back in some form, and the thought left me at ease enough to focus on the matter at hand. I turned back to Kishan, who was watching me intently from across the room, no doubt having listened each other's teasing. A part of me felt guilty for ignoring Kishan, but now that I was going to be spending time with him and training, I didn't feel as bad as I probably should have.

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