Hello! I"m back (for now anyway). I have a history final on June 26, so I'll be studying. However, I will be working on the next chapter when I'm procrastinating on studying. I know its short but I'll make up for it next chapter.
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It was sometime in the afternoon and all was quiet in the biker's house. Valon was hanging out with Serenity (much to Joey's disapproval) and Alister was at Lola's, meeting her grandparents (the ones from Mexico.) No one knew where Ember was, but this was only a minor concern to them. This just left Raphael and Skyler to themselves.
The couple decided to spend the day together (since they rarely got any alone time, thanks to two of their roommates) and was currently up in Skyler's room, with Jasper and Misha sleeping on the floor near the door; the cat was curled up against Jasper's side and sound asleep.
Currently, they were looking through some of Skye's sketchbooks as well as those dreaded yearbooks that Declan brought over on her birthday. Raphael was sitting on the floor, his back leaning against the end of the bed, while Skyler was lying stomach on her bed facing the door with her head right above Raphael's shoulder.
"Okay, I can't find you," Raphael asked, tilting his head upwards to look at his girlfriend.
"What do you mean?" she questioned, "I'm in there."
"Skyler, I'm looking under 'K'. You aren't there."
"That's because I didn't go by Kaiba. I went by my mom's maiden name, Whitlock."
"Oh," he said, flipping to the page where the last names starting with "W" were. His eyes scrolled down and he sighed.
"What?" she asked a tad defensively. "That was the sigh. That's not a good sigh in my line of experience."
He chuckled. "Even back then you hated being referred to as a Kaiba?"
"Hey now! I hated his butt then—"
"You still do."
"I tolerate him. Nothing more."
Raphael would have replied at this point, except a furious roar from downstairs startled them both. "Wasn't that Alister?" he asked slowly.
"Skyler Maria Whitlock Kaiba, I swear I'm murdering you while you sleep!"
"Chiz," Skye squeaked, jumping out of the bed and running to the door. She slammed it shut before diving behind Raphael and burrowing under her pillows. "Not here, not here not here!"
"What did you do?" he asked wearily, noticing his girlfriend's scared expression.
"Um, well… let's just say that Alister asked for a quick Spanish lesson, and I might've 'accidentally' mistranslated something when I was telling him what to say."
The bedroom door shook violently as Alister either hit or kicked it (what he had done was obviously not apparent, but they were in no mood to find out what he did). "Today is the day you die, Kaiba!"
Skye looked at Raphael, worry in her face. "He's really going to kill me," she whispered, looking stricken. "I did mistranslate it after all."
Raphael sincerely doubted Alister would harm Skye, but even so there was a cautious air as he got to his feet and unlocked the bedroom door. Skye whimpered and shifted herself to the space under the bed.
Raphael opened the door, only to be met with Alister's pounding fist on his chest. "I wasn't aware that I was a door," he announced, causing the redhead to shift his angry gaze to him.
"Where is she?" Alister demanded, trying to look past the blond.
Raphael folded his arms over his chest. "And you think I'll tell you where she is so that you can potentially murder her? Whatever it is she did, you're overreacting—"
"It's not overreacting, Raphael. Any chance of getting Lola's grandparents to approve of me is probably ruined and it's because of her!"
"I'm sure she didn't mean to, Alister."
"I'm sorry," Skye said timidly from under the bed.
Alister glowered at where her voice had come from. "Sure you are," he growled at last, turning away from the blond. "Whatever, Skye. They probably think I'm an idiot. Thanks a lot."
The redhead stormed down the hall and vanished into his room, slamming the door behind him.
"He's gone, right?" she asked, coming out from under the bed. The moment she stood up she was staring face to face with the blond, whose arms were folded over his chest and who now had disappointed look on his face. "What?"
"What did you do?"
"Fine. He asked me for some Spanish lessons, and I taught him, but I might've thrown in a word or two by 'accident'…or a whole phrase, really…and by his reaction, I'm guessing he used it."
"Why did he want you to teach him and what did you tell him?"
Skye sighed. "I told him to say, 'No se preocupe señor, yo promesa tratar a su hija como una princesa, but I also added on the phrase 'comprar condones.'"
"…In English?"
"Oh right. In English, the first part translates into 'Don't worry sir, I promise to treat your daughter like a princess.' But the second phrase means, 'and I'll buy her condoms.'"
Raphael's expression remained serious and it was beginning to scare Skyler—until he let out a loud and amused laugh. "Oh Skye, don't worry about Alister. He's only embarrassed. He won't kill you."
"That's what you think!" Alister snarled, having heard them through his door.
The later part of that evening found Alister still in his bedroom, plotting various ways to get back at Skye for what she had done; he was so engrossed in his planning, however, that he failed to notice the window open.
"Hey Alister!" Lola announced seconds after she slipped into the room, shutting the window behind her.
He leapt out of his bed and faced the intruder. Once he realized it was Lola, however, he stopped and raised an eyebrow. "Lola, how did you climb the window up to my room—no wait. How did you know this window was mine?"
"Ember," she said as an explanation.
"Of course," he sighed. "Look Lola, I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I asked Skyler to teach me some words to impress your grandparents and apparently she thought it funny to—"
Lola cut Alister off by kissing his cheek
"What was that for?" he questioned, startled.
She giggled. "Don't worry about it," she said, smiling.
"But, your grandparents—" he began uneasily.
"Thought it was funny," she replied with a laugh. "So did I."
A faint grin lit his features and he looked completely relieved. "Good to hear. Well, I guess since you're here, if you want…uh, do you want to watch a movie or something?"
"Is it horror?"
"Of course not," he retorted, "I'm not Skye."
"True," she giggled. "Unfortunately, I can't stay tonight. Pick me up tomorrow at six. I guess you can say that it's technically our first date."
"What about the one with Raphael and Skyler?"
"That was a double date. Tomorrow's the first date that we have on our own."
Alister pulled her closer. "Ah. Well then, if that's the case then I'll definitely be on time."
"Good. But I better get back home," she said, kissing him and climbed out of the window in a flash. "See you tomorrow!"
The moment she left he fell back onto his mattress, forgetting entirely about his plans to get back at Skyler. A small but genuine smile made its way onto his face as he drifted off to sleep.
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"I don't understand," Lola exclaimed. "How can you say that to me!"
"What? It's true Lola. It's dangerous-"
"I see Skye do it all the time, I feel like the odd one out!"
"I'm sorry, Lola. I will not teach you."
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