"Did you heard?" Arthur asked his older son as he sat down on the table, bags under his blue eyes, "Ravin Ellis was murdered." Robert widened his eyes in surprise, but shrugged soon after, "I knew someone would eventually kill him, father. He was just a dead weight here." he said while pouring himself some tea. Arlette walked down the staircase, smiling gently at her father and brother "Good morning." she said gently, both males had their eyes wide in surprise. Why was Arlette wearing such a dress in breakfast? Arthur decided to ignore it, cleaning his throat gently, "How was the ball yesterday,darling?"
Arlette blushed a light pink, smiling shyly while adverting her gaze, "It was good." she mumbled, pouring the grains of sugar above her jam covered toast. Robert smirked in her way, chuckling at their father's pleased face, "Good to see you're growing fond of James, Arlette. After all he'll be your husband." the girl rolled her eyes, sipping her tea so she wouldn't say anything back to her father. Arthur ran a hand over his graying brown mustache, sighing gently, "Too bad Ravin won't be giving any more balls,I believe." he commented, tapping his index and middle fingers on the table. Arlette rose one eyebrow, swallowing the generous piece of toast, "And...may I know why?"
"He was murdered."
Arlette furrowed her eyebrows, "What...?How?" she questioned, running a hand over her hair. Arthur mimicked her expression, before answering the question, "One single stab on the throat. He was so drunk he didn't even felt it." the patriarch mumbled, shaking his head gently. Not that Ravin was loved in the community. He was a fat man with drinking problems and had a very, very annoying way to talk to people, Arthur disliked him mostly because of the way he'd look at Helaine. Or even Arlette when she was just twelve, Ravin disgusted Arthur more than a rotten rat. "I think the onle one who'll miss him is his wife." Robert commented, dipping the side of the toast on the warm milk by his side. Arlette simply observed the two males as they joked about the man's death, well, maybe he wasn't that popular around the community but...he was still a man!
"Meow!"
Arlette's eyes moved down, a smile spread over her face,"Adrik!" she chirped, picking the large black cat up and giggling when he licked her cheek, "Where have you been you naughty boy? I've been looking for you!" Adrik purred softly, rubbing his head below her chin while his tail flicked from side to side. Sophie refused to give Adrik a bowl with cream, saying that the cat was 'The Devil himself!' and only bad things would happen if he stayed on the house. Adrik sat on the stone floor in the kitchen, watching Arlette pick a small porcelain bowl from a cabinet and fill it with fresh cream, she even added a few pieces of cinnamon toast on it. She knew Adrik loved cinnamon toast and loved having something to chew.
Leaning against the wooden counter, the redhead girl watched her black cat lap the bowl of cream with his eyes closed. She smiled gently, walking past the cat and gently scratching him behind the ears, "I'll go outside, Adrik. Enjoy your meal!" the cat licked his snout slowly, slitting his pupils and continuing his meal.
Connor had been staring out of the window for about one hour now, his mentor was reading book on a desk close to the said window, glasses low on the bridge of his nose. The young mohawk stared towards the sky, remembering Arlette's eyes were a darker shade of blue than that, "Go see her." Connor snapped ihs head over his shoulder, "What?"
"Go see your little girlfriend." Achilles said with a chuckle. Connor felt the heat take over his cheeks. "She's not my...girlfriend."
"But you want her to be."
"No I don't."
Achilles sighed, removing his glasses and grabbing his cane to walk over to Connor, "If I remember correctly young man, yesterday you were pacing on your room mumbling words about that girl." the older man smirked when Connor looked away embarassedly, crossing his arms. Achilles sighed with a laugh, patting Connor's shoulder, "And I also recall you saying that she looked...what was the word? Oh, stunning." Connor groaned slightly, walking away from Achilles to look at some papers that were left on the table, "So? It was true. It's just a normal compliment."
"No, my apprentice. It's love." Achilles grinned fondly, watching Connor flinch slightly while keeping his eyes locked on the pages below him. "Why else would you be so jealous about that James you always talk about? Why else would you see her?"
Well,he had a point.
The young mohawk tapped his fingers on the table, "It'd never work out." he mumbled, narrowing his eyes, "I'm not...safe to be around." the Assassin clenched his hands into fists, before pulling up his hood and walking out of the room. He needed some fresh air. The sun was high up in the sky, it was overly warm that day, they'd have heavy summer rain soon. Connor ran a hand over his face, wiping the beads of sweat before leaping onto a tree branch, crouching onto it to look towards the distance. He never noticed, but he could see the Cunningham's estates from there. A part of him wished to see Arlette, but from that distance she'd be nothing but a small unrecognizable dot. Maybe he could only check if she was okay...
No, no that'd be stupid. It was too bright to even move around and way too hot. Plus,she was at her house. He shouldn't be too worried. Connor sighed softly, sitting on the tree branch while staring at the Cunningham's estates on the distance. Above him, huge gray clouds were starting to form, thunders could be heard from the distance. Jumping to the ground, Connor looked up at the sky. The bright blue was hidden behind the menacing gray clouds, lines of lightning appeared on the horizon meaning that a heavy downpour would occur in less than one hour. Connor walked back inside the house, closing the door behind him,"Back so soon?"
Achilles always seemed amused towards Connor.
"It's going to rain, really soon." he mumbled, pulling his hood down. The worst part was that he still felt stressed about Arlette's subject...but didn't wanted to talk about it no longer. Achilles nodded,"I see..." his blue eyes moved to Connor, "Go rest,son. You're tired." the wise words from his mentor only made Connor agree that he couldn't stay awake much longer. He was exhausted, his muscles were sore, his head pounded towards his bedroom with his hood down, the young Assassin fell on his bed. He was too tired even to remove the robes and the boots, so he just fell down on the soft mattress.
It wasn't long until he was on dreamland.
Connor's eyebrows twitched, his mouth opened slightly as he dreamed. He could see Arlette, by the door with a white camisole. She was smiling shyly at him, her hands together while her face was looking like a ripe cherry, red and bright. Connor managed to sit on the bed, watching as the girl walked barefeet towards him. At this point, he forgot that this was a dream. Connor could feel her warmth, smell her scent and hear the quiet breathing coming out of her mouth. Arlette sat on the bed, biting her lower lip before crawling over him.
His mouth opened to let out a deep sigh, his large hands caressing her hips as the red hair made a curtain around them both. Those blue eyes would be the death of him and he knew it, "Arlette..." her name flew out of his lips like a prayer. God, he just had to kiss her. Slowly rising his head to press their lips together, her small hand blocked him from doing so, "No, Connor..."
"What?Why?"
Arlette smiled softly, "Because I'm not really here..."
And like a cloud of dust, she disappeared. Connor snapped his eyes open, listening to the heavy raindrops pitter patting on the glass window. His pants were really thight on the crotch area, his face was shining with sweat, "Oh God..." he groaned, slapping a hand over his face in frustration. Well, if he needed any other proof that he was attracted to Arlette, he had just dreamt about it. Sitting on the bed quickly, Connor sighed softly through his nostrils. He HAD to see Arlette, raining or not.
Achilles rose one eyebrow as the young Assassin rushed out by him towards the front door, walking in the middle of the summer rain. The master Assassin simply smiled, flipping the page of his book slowly.
When Connor arrived at the Cunningham's Estates, he was glad to see a faint light coming from Arlettes bedroom. The rain turned even more violent, lightnings were flashing on the sky more often, some were way tooclose for his liking. Connor groaned while grabbing onto the ledge, it was slippery but he had managed to take a hold on it. Pushing himself up, Connor could see Arlette sitting on the small chair on the corner of the room, Adrik lying on her lap, flicking his tail while sleeping. Hesitantly, Connor tapped the window, calling the girl's attention.
Arlette rose her eyes, blushing and smiling at the sight of who was it. Rushing towards the window and helping the soaking wet Assassin inside, she couldn't help but hug him, the sudden act made Connor blink while having his arms up in surprise, "I thought I wouldn't see you again." she whispered, not caring if he was wet as a dog and cold as a piece of ice. He here, he was alright and that was all that she cared about.
"I'm wet."
"It's okay...I can get you some towels."
Arlette turned to leave, but Connor held her slim wrist, "No, Arlette...listen..." she stared at him with big blue eyes, waiting for him to finish the phrase, "I needed to talk to you...but first,lock the door." the girl blushed a light pink at the thoughts on her mind, but did what he asked. Connor took a deep breath, pulling his hood down so Arlette could see what he looked like.
By God, he was handsome.
Arlette had her mouth wide in shock, he was even more handsome than she had imagined. He had those small scars on his face, a strong jaw and big brown eyes...she was taken away by that. "Y-You...you are really handsome." she whispered, looking down at her feet quickly while Connor blushed slightly,"Thanks. Listen, Arlette..." he paused, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down, "I can't stop thinking about you. Even if I tried to think about...anything! You always come up on my mind..."
The girl blushed but remained silent, "You are so...so different. I've met several women before, but none like you." his voice was sincere and his eyes kept locked up on hers. Connor's hands cupped her cheeks, his calloused thumbs touching the soft skin there. Arlette placed her tiny hands atop of his, big blue eyes moving up and down, she didn't knew where to look at! Gasping a bit when his lips touched the corner of her mouth, Arlette snapped her gaze towards him in surprise.
"Can I kiss you?"
Arlette blinked slowly feeling something stir inside her, something that was strong enough to pull Connor's face towards her and slam their lips together. The Assassin widened his eyes, there was Arlette...tiny little Arlette was hanging onto him like a spider-moneky. A spider-monkey with soft lips that tasted like raspberry jam. Oh well, what else would he do now? He only kissed her back, his hands on her back while hers stayed locking around his face. He had waited too long to kiss Arlette's lips and he must've to admit that the wait was worth it. She was inexperienced, but that didn't meant she was a bad kisser.
Not at all.
The two broke the kiss and stared at each other with slight open eyes. They weren't able to say anything, only stare at each other before meeting their lips again. Adrik stared from his place on the chair, purring in delight as his plan had finally worked.
FINALLY! They kissed :3
Reviews are love! Everything is love! :D
Really tried to make the kiss wait a bit longer, but this just happened! Also, it'll be fun to have a secret relationship. Hurrr~