Lil-Miss-Pokémon here This chapter will be the first chapter to be totally written by just one of us Our weekend together ran out So I hope you enjoy this chapter, Bloody Rose will be writing chapter 6 shortly so you shouldn't have to wait long
When I woke up from my peaceful sleep, I had no desire to move, or think. I just wanted to lay there and rest. After being pregnant twice and dying, I was in no mood for a action filled day wherever I had ended up now.
I decided I should try and get a feel for my surroundings without having to open my eyes, so concentrating, I focused on my other senses. The first thing I felt was a light breeze on my face and with that came the scent of roses again. I could smell fresh air, just like before when I was with Jiro. I couldn't hear much to start with, but after a while I heard someone breathing. I could tell it wasn't me because it wasn't in time with my breaths.
From the sound of it, whoever was breathing wasn't feeling 100% because their breathing was heavy and unstable, sometimes short breaths sometimes loud, deep breaths.
Finding enough out about my surroundings without using my eyes, I decided it was time to open them. I was in the same lilac coloured walls room, with the chair, bed and bookshelf. Though this time I could see there weren't as many books in the bookshelf but more furniture around the room.
There was an extra chair; this one looked a lot more comfy than the other plain one. There was a set of draws which were quite simple, having only 4 draws. I also noticed a wheelchair in the corner of the room.
Whose wheelchair is that? I asked myself if it was mine, but after a quick check of myself I found no injuries, and thankfully no baby bump. It must belong to the person lying next to me.
Turning round so I was face to face with the person in my bed, I could see his face clearly. His face was as I remembered it, but it was a little longer, this showed how he had grown up a bit. His baby-blue, spiky hair fell down his face to cover up his forehead, and a bit of his eyes. The rest of his hair was sticking up in all directions, just as I remembered it.
As I was gazing into his face, he woke up allowing me to gaze into his blue eyes. I found myself lost in them, so lost in fact that when Andropov called my name I took no notice. I was just so relived he was alive, and I was alive. In fact we were together in the same bed, lying next to each other.
"Kluke…Kluke… Are you alright?" Andropov's voice was getting more and more concerned as he kept calling my name.
"Andropov, I'm fine" my face split into a big grin, "I'm more than fine, I have you here with me." I cupped his face in my hands. He blushed at this, and I could feel heat spreading across my face as well.
"Of coarse you have me Kluke, I have been with you for 2 years now." With his blush subsiding, he was now replacing it with a big grin to rival mine.
I decided to tell Andropov the truth, otherwise this wouldn't work. : Andropov… you see… well if I told you something would you listen and… well not get freaked out, please?" I was hesitating a lot so I could study any change in his face. There was none.
"Of coarse you can tell me anything Kluke, what is it?" the concerned tone in his voice was coming back.
So I told him all about how I'm Kluke from 2 years ago, and for some reason I had gone into the future.
I was happy when, like Jiro, Andropov accepted my story and understood how I felt. An overwhelming feeling came over me and it forced me to press my lips against Andropov's forehead.
Ignoring the blush that I could feel on my cheeks and see on his cheeks, I asked if he needed help with anything.
"No Kluke I'm fine thank you, even though I have you to look after me I can look after myself quite well" he didn't say this nastily, he said it with a soft tone. "Kluke, how about I take you on a picnic today, as you probably aren't feeling like doing much else today."
"I would love that very much" I smiled to myself at how much like Jiro he was. However when I thought this, I remembered how I acted when I was with Jiro, and I felt guilty at how I was acting now. However this didn't last long, because as soon as I thought about these memories they seemed to vanish, so there was nothing to feel guilty about.
"I will get ready and then start packing for the picnic, ok," I asked Andropov as he started to sit up in bed. My mind went blank as I caught sight of Andropov's bare chest. Although he wasn't muscley, seeing his bare upper half just seemed to send me into over drive. Quickly turning away before Andropov could catch me staring, I returned to getting dressed.
After finishing getting all the picnic stuff ready, I turned my attention to looking around the little cottage, something I hadn't done in my previous events here. It was one-story, with two bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen/dining room, a living room and a small storage room. I guessed that the two bedrooms use to be used as bedrooms but now one of them was a hobbies room. It also had a spare bed for guests.
Once Andropov was ready, we grabbed the stuff and headed outside. Andropov had insisted that he would walk and not bother bringing the wheelchair. He had however given into my suggestions that he should take his crutch with him.
Once outside, I looked a little closer at his outfit. It was a two piece set, with shorts and a top. They were both light blue and dark blue, so they were matching. It suited him very much. I had blushed a bit when I saw we were wearing matching colours. My dress I was wearing came to just above my knees, and it wasn't my usual halter neck design. I wore a yellow sash around the waste and a matching yellow hair tie in my hair. It felt very comfortable and it was cute how our outfits matched.
While walking I decided to move close to Andropov, I was scared I was going to loose him again. I had lost him three times now and to loose him any more would just be so unbearable. Andropov took my hand in his and held it loosely. It felt so right to be here with him, by his side, nursing him better.
We arrived at the top of hill where a lone tree was standing. It had a nice shady spot underneath it, which would keep us out of direct sunlight.
After setting down the blanket and all the food, we started talking about everyday things, like the weather, the food, the scenery. I noticed Andropov never let anything about the past 2 years or what we were doing here. It was as if he couldn't tell me the details of our life together.
Before long all the food had been eaten, and so we put the food stuff away and just laid down side by side, on the blanket. We cloud watched for a while, laughing at the funny shapes they made. I loved it when Andropov laughed, it was so care-free and real. He wasn't forcing himself to laugh, and neither was I. we were so happy, content, and comfortable together.
After a while we slipped in to a comfortable silence, as Andropov took my hand and entwined our fingers together. Even just this little touch was making me blush. I turned my head so I could see him, and he did the same. I was gazing into his blue eyes, and I was sure he was gazing into my Brown ones. I had the urge to press our lips together, and so I did.
It was like fireworks. Just my gently pressing my lips to his, it was enough to fill me up with happiness. We broke apart and I saw Andropov look at me with slight embarrassment before he placed his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me closer for another kiss.
This kiss lasted for much longer and when we finally pulled apart it had gotten dark. Heaving myself up and then helping Andropov to his feet, we picked up our things and headed back to the cottage.
I was sitting in the living room watching Andropov paint a picture. I didn't realize until a little later it was of us on top of the hill looking up at the clouds. He had also painted some of the many cloud shapes we had seen.
We were also listening to a radio that just played music with no commentary. After a while a slow song came on and I found my self looking up at Andropov who had risen from his seat, walked over to me and was now offering his hand out to me.
"I can't dance," it was the truth, I was clumsy at dancing.
"Don't worry I can teach you," he smiled at me, and I couldn't help but grab his hand and followed him to the centre of the room.
First Andropov put my hand on his shoulder, while putting his hand on my waist, he then took my free hand and held it close to us.
He then started moving his feet rhythmically and with out looking at them. I however found my self staring at our feet trying to follow his footsteps. I heard Andropov chuckle. I looked up to see what was so funny.
"You are over thinking it, the look on your face is you cooking face as I call it." Answering my question of why was he chuckling I too found my self laughing.
"I just can't do it, I don't know where to move my feet to," I felt slightly embarrassed as I said this.
"Don't look down and just let instinct guide you. That is what you always say to me Kluke, so now I'm saying it to you. Just feel the music and your feet will follow." So following Andropov's advice I looked up and into his face and felt the music.
In just a short while I had improved loads. I was even having fun, dancing around the room in Andropov's arms. As the song came to an end, I went to move away from Andropov, but he held me there. The next song came on and it was even slower than the first.
Andropov slid both his arms round my waist, and pulled me close to him, so close that all of my body was pressed against his. I also slid my arms around him as we started to rotate and sway in time to the music. I was having so much fun, being this close to him was great. I could feel his body pressed against me, and it was if our bodies naturally fitted together like a jigsaw puzzle.
This song ended but this time I made to attempt to move away, we just stood there swaying to a non existent beat. Andropov moved first, when he pulled his head back from my shoulder it had been resting on. My head too moved away from his shoulder. Missing the contact already I was eager for more. Andropov was like a drug to me, once you had it you couldn't let it go.
Andropov's head leaned towards mine, as I did the same. When are lips met I was again filled with happiness. He completed me. I tilted my head so Andropov could have better access to my mouth, so he could deepen the kiss, which he did. His arms wrapped around my back pulling me as close as I could to him. I put my arms around his neck so I could pull him closer to me. We stood there for a while just kissing like that until I felt Andropov start pushing me against the wall so he could deepen the kiss further.
I loved it, I loved him. I couldn't have been happier. I was wrong, what Andropov did next made me even happier. With me pressed against the wall Andropov deepened the kiss even further. We were getting more a more passionate. Then Andropov lifted me up bridal style and carried me to the bedroom where we continued the kiss on the bed. I felt the urge to remove his top so I could run my fingers along his bare chest. As I was removing his top Andropov rolled over on the bed so I was lying over the top of him. As our lips met again Andropov was rubbing circles on my back causing me to moan.
After that I was very very happy. I loved Andropov and he loved me. It felt so unreal, maybe too unreal. Was this really what could happen or was it just my imagination? I hoped not because I was very sure what I wanted.
But was I? What about Jiro, I love him too, I kissed him. I felt like I had cheated on somebody. Just as I started to feel guilty the memories of Jiro faded away and left no trace in my brain.
Andropov and I lay on the bed my head resting on Andropov's chest, with his fingers playing in my hair. "Andropov" I heard a murmur in reply "I think I'm going soon" I felt just as I had done the other times, just before I fainted. I didn't want to go, why did I have to leave Andropov? It was so unfair.
"Kluke, thank you for all you have done for me. I suppose its better for me because you will still wake up here in the morning with me, whereas when you wake up, you will be somewhere else." Andropov said it so calmly and so controlled it was as if he knew everything what was happening to me.
I gazed into his eyes one last time before I peacefully slipped into unconscious.
I know I finished it kinda abruptly and it may be a bit unclear at the end of it but this is only rated a "T" so I couldn't do much more than that. So sorry if it was unclear
Please review and stay tuned because Bloody Rose 1996 is writing the next chapter and she is a better writer than me so don't miss her chapter
I wonder where Kluke will go next? Due to spoilers I can't tell you but it will be great, trust me