Paper fan
This is the end Chapter of Paper fan Part 1! I will be starting a Paper fan Part 2 very soon. Look for it!
(Authors notes: Everything I write is a part of who I am. Thus it gives my pride to know that fans are enjoying my writing. I appreciate all those who have reviewed and hope you'll join me in the next two parts of this story. Thank you. Bows.)
Have I mentioned I don't own Kaitou Jeanne or anything associated? Well, I don't.
Chapter 19
I felt really good. Chiaki wasn't ignoring me anymore and he even kissed me again. Quite passionately, I might add. Tonight started out so terrible, but Chiaki...I sighed to myself. Chiaki always had a way of turning around even the worst situation.
"I owe you an apology." the blue haired teen told me suddenly.
"You do?" I blinked, I couldn't think of what for.
"I stole you're first kiss." he winked. I can't believe I'm blushing again. Will this never stop? "Ask me anything and I'll do it, to make it up to you."
"Make up?" I was shocked. It was like he was trying to by me off after breaking a toy. Didn't we settle this when we kissed again. Didn't that mean that he...that he and I felt the same? "So...why did you kiss me in the first palce?" I couldn't play around anymore. I had to know what he was really feeling.
"Well," gold eyes looked around like he was thinking about it. "I like you." He answered finally. Rather vague, isn't he?
"Like?" Why was he saying this to me? He's said he likes a lot of people, does he go around kissing them too? What makes me so different? I guess there was one way to find out. I let my light brown bangs hide my expression. "You'll do anything...to make it up to me?"
"Anything." The blue haired teen told me.
"Then..." I was already red, now I'd be a tomato at this rate. "Then, to make it up to me..." How do I say it? What if he refuses? Will he hate me? "Go..." I managed, although my shoulders where starting to curl forward, timidly. Stop that. Just spit it out! I scholded myself."Go out with me." I did it! But...what have I done? What if...What if...
"Huh?" Chiaki's gold eyes blinked.
"I don't have the strength to say it again." I whined, under my breath. He scooted closer to me till our knees were touching.
"I heard you." Chiaki smiled. "You've really gotten more bold haven't you?" What a compliment! But I didn't feel bold, I just didn't want to feel insecure anymore. Speaking of, he still hadn't answered my question.
"You give me the strength to be bold." I admitted quietly, touching his hand, next to mine. Okay, it was a low move to butter him up, but if he'd just be straight with me I wouldn't have to resort to such methods. Besides, I wasn't lying.
"Are you sure you want me?" Chiaki locked his golden gaze with mine. His face was so serious. It was like looking at Sinbad again. But...they are the same person. "I fight demons for the sake of the world. There are going to be some terrible things happening to me and to the people around me because of who I am, the man I choose to be."
Suddenly I realized, the reason he had been so stand offish and even now...he was trying to spare me. I could read it in his eyes. He was worried and uncertain of the future he decided for himself. But he wasn't about to stop, I saw that too.
Understanding this made me want to be by his side even more. Did he expect me to give him up because of a little, well, maybe a lot of trouble? If he doesn't feel the same I do, that's different. But if I can be a source of joy in his life, I'd gladly take that role, despite the risks.
"Even if it's ten times or twenty times worse than these past few days..." I resolved myself. I do love him. I knew it for sure when we kissed for the second time. I'd do anything for him. "I want to be with you." Chiaki's eyes grew wide before he turned away. I guess...he didn't expect that answer.
"Yamato, Not just demons that are the problem here." Chiaki explained, his hand had tightened around mine. "I'm in the middle of a misson and I have to get close to Maron."
"Maron?" I blinked. The mention of her name reminded me of all the effort Chiaki had invested into just trying to be her friend let alone anything else. It made me feel jealous. "Why?"
"She's also a servant of God." The blue haired teen told me. Talk about shock. I know she's nice and strong willed, but a servant of...Wait a minute. Kaitou Jeanne, Maron is Kaitou Jeanne?
"Why are you telling me all of this?" These were secrets of secrets. If he didn't want me, he could have told me to buzz off and never talk to him again. As it is...
"I decided a while ago..." Chiaki looked at me. "I care about you." My heart started to flutter and my face went back to red. "You say you want to be with me. That makes me happy, but if we're going to be together..." he looked away again and sighed. "we need to be apart for a while."
"But why?" I whined, squeezing his hand and drawing his gaze back to mine.
"Yamato." Gold eyes looked at me with admiration and a gentleness that I'd never seen before. His free hand rose and touched my cheek. "If you'll have me, I'll see you as often as I can." I craddled his hand over my cheek.
"But I have to do this." He told me. That determination was strong in his golden eyes. "Maron is a weak and vulnerable little girl that has to be told certain things to beleive she's loved, needed. I may do things, say things, that will hurt you." His brow knotted as he frowned.
"I don't understand." A tear touched my cheek and rolled down his thumb.
"I know. It's complicated." he closed his eyes and opened them again. "Let's just say that the world could be destroyed and the only person with the power to stop it is a girl who's power depends on the very love she can never have."
"Never have?" I asked. This really was sounding complicated. Poor Maron.
"That's right." Chiaki sat back on the couch and pulled me close with one arm. "God is in love with her, but God can't confess or show his affections like a normal man. That's where I come in." He pointed to himself with his thumb. "It will be an act, but it has to be complete." gold eyes made it clear.
"You see," Chiaki continued, "I'm the only one who can be by her side whenever she doubts herself or is in danger. She might fall in love with me." Chiaki laced his fingers with mine. "But, I don't love her. I can't love her." His gold eyes confessed to me. A gentle smile touched his lips. "After all, I gave my heart to someone else."
"To who?" I blinked.
"You have to ask?" He kissed me tenderly. "Haven't you figured out that I love you."
"I...I love you, Chiaki." My heart felt so warm and calm when we were like this. I wanted it to last forever. "...With all my heart." Chiaki frowned again.
"Even if we have to be apart for a while?" He squeezed my shoulders with one arm. "Even if we have to keep our love a secret until this is all over? Even if I do things with Maron that might hurt you?" He was speaking honestly with me. I appreciated that. It meant that he really did want a serious relationship with me, if I was willing to make sacrifices. I felt myself trembling.
"I don't want to give you to anyone." I nusseled his neck.
"I that's how I feel." Chiaki's breathing changed. "I couldn't accept anyone else even laying a finger on you." he turned his head and breathed in my scent. "God you smell good."
"Chiaki," I smiled, blushing. "I like you're scent too." I played with a button on his shirt.
"Yamato." My heart started beating faster just from the look in his eyes, let alone the warm hand that pulled down the zipper on my shirt. "Before anything else happens..."
Chiaki pressed his cheek against mine. The hot mostiure from his mouth glided past my ear. My breath quickened when he trailed a finger from my stomach up to my chest. I closed my eyes, feeling a little dizzy from all the blood rushing from here and there in my body.
"Chiaki." I whispered his name.
"Before anything else happens, let me make a promise."
"A promise." I lazily opened my eyes as he slid my shirt over my shoulders.
"I promise you Yamato." Chiaki's petal soft lips caressed mine. I felt like I was melting. "This body," Chiaki pulled his shirt off and quickly pulled me against him. His muscles were firm and his skin was smooth. "This heart," he kissed me. Don't stop! "And this soul is yours."
His tongue reached into my mouth this time, tasting mine and encouraging me to do the same. I ran my fingers through his hair as his hands glided over my skin. I felt him move and I moved with him. We could be falling right now and I won't care, as long as he doesn't let go. My back touched the couch cushions, before I felt Chiaki's length spread over me.
Each kiss felt like a gift. I never knew I could feel like this. As Chiaki suckled my neck he reached down sliding a thumb under my pants. I gasped when my blue haired love started to press them down, exposing my hip. Chiaki noticed the difference in this gasp and lifted his head to look at me.
"What is it?" he asked, patiently.
"It's just..." I breathed trying to get words to form in my mouth. "so sudden."
"You're right." Chiaki shook his head. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have..." started to get up, but I reached out and held on to him. "Yamato."
"I can't..." I wasn't sure how to put this..."I don't think we should go too far, you know." Chiaki nodded as if he knew exactly what I meant. "But...Could we..." I began shyly. "Just make out a little?" I let a little smile touch my lips. Chiaki grinned like a cat who had caught his mouse.
"You're a tease." He said it like it was some big discovery.
"I am not." I denied it, frowning.
"Yes, you are."
"Am not."
"You know what?"
"What?"
"I like it."
"Uh." I blushed, horribly. He won.
(*Author note*)
(*My defintion of 'Make out' : kissing and touching, particularly over the clothes. Cothing necessary for my version of 'Make out' covers chests of women and covers lower extremies of both sexes. Thank you for your reading this note.*)
This is the end Chapter of Paper fan Part 1! I will be starting a Paper fan Part 2 very soon. Look for it!
(Authors notes: Everything I write is a part of who I am. Thus it gives my pride to know that fans are enjoying my writing. I appreciate all those who have reviewed and hope you'll join me in the next two parts of this story. Thank you. Bows.)
Have I mentioned I don't own Kaitou Jeanne or anything associated? Well, I don't.
Chapter 19
I felt really good. Chiaki wasn't ignoring me anymore and he even kissed me again. Quite passionately, I might add. Tonight started out so terrible, but Chiaki...I sighed to myself. Chiaki always had a way of turning around even the worst situation.
"I owe you an apology." the blue haired teen told me suddenly.
"You do?" I blinked, I couldn't think of what for.
"I stole you're first kiss." he winked. I can't believe I'm blushing again. Will this never stop? "Ask me anything and I'll do it, to make it up to you."
"Make up?" I was shocked. It was like he was trying to by me off after breaking a toy. Didn't we settle this when we kissed again. Didn't that mean that he...that he and I felt the same? "So...why did you kiss me in the first palce?" I couldn't play around anymore. I had to know what he was really feeling.
"Well," gold eyes looked around like he was thinking about it. "I like you." He answered finally. Rather vague, isn't he?
"Like?" Why was he saying this to me? He's said he likes a lot of people, does he go around kissing them too? What makes me so different? I guess there was one way to find out. I let my light brown bangs hide my expression. "You'll do anything...to make it up to me?"
"Anything." The blue haired teen told me.
"Then..." I was already red, now I'd be a tomato at this rate. "Then, to make it up to me..." How do I say it? What if he refuses? Will he hate me? "Go..." I managed, although my shoulders where starting to curl forward, timidly. Stop that. Just spit it out! I scholded myself."Go out with me." I did it! But...what have I done? What if...What if...
"Huh?" Chiaki's gold eyes blinked.
"I don't have the strength to say it again." I whined, under my breath. He scooted closer to me till our knees were touching.
"I heard you." Chiaki smiled. "You've really gotten more bold haven't you?" What a compliment! But I didn't feel bold, I just didn't want to feel insecure anymore. Speaking of, he still hadn't answered my question.
"You give me the strength to be bold." I admitted quietly, touching his hand, next to mine. Okay, it was a low move to butter him up, but if he'd just be straight with me I wouldn't have to resort to such methods. Besides, I wasn't lying.
"Are you sure you want me?" Chiaki locked his golden gaze with mine. His face was so serious. It was like looking at Sinbad again. But...they are the same person. "I fight demons for the sake of the world. There are going to be some terrible things happening to me and to the people around me because of who I am, the man I choose to be."
Suddenly I realized, the reason he had been so stand offish and even now...he was trying to spare me. I could read it in his eyes. He was worried and uncertain of the future he decided for himself. But he wasn't about to stop, I saw that too.
Understanding this made me want to be by his side even more. Did he expect me to give him up because of a little, well, maybe a lot of trouble? If he doesn't feel the same I do, that's different. But if I can be a source of joy in his life, I'd gladly take that role, despite the risks.
"Even if it's ten times or twenty times worse than these past few days..." I resolved myself. I do love him. I knew it for sure when we kissed for the second time. I'd do anything for him. "I want to be with you." Chiaki's eyes grew wide before he turned away. I guess...he didn't expect that answer.
"Yamato, Not just demons that are the problem here." Chiaki explained, his hand had tightened around mine. "I'm in the middle of a misson and I have to get close to Maron."
"Maron?" I blinked. The mention of her name reminded me of all the effort Chiaki had invested into just trying to be her friend let alone anything else. It made me feel jealous. "Why?"
"She's also a servant of God." The blue haired teen told me. Talk about shock. I know she's nice and strong willed, but a servant of...Wait a minute. Kaitou Jeanne, Maron is Kaitou Jeanne?
"Why are you telling me all of this?" These were secrets of secrets. If he didn't want me, he could have told me to buzz off and never talk to him again. As it is...
"I decided a while ago..." Chiaki looked at me. "I care about you." My heart started to flutter and my face went back to red. "You say you want to be with me. That makes me happy, but if we're going to be together..." he looked away again and sighed. "we need to be apart for a while."
"But why?" I whined, squeezing his hand and drawing his gaze back to mine.
"Yamato." Gold eyes looked at me with admiration and a gentleness that I'd never seen before. His free hand rose and touched my cheek. "If you'll have me, I'll see you as often as I can." I craddled his hand over my cheek.
"But I have to do this." He told me. That determination was strong in his golden eyes. "Maron is a weak and vulnerable little girl that has to be told certain things to beleive she's loved, needed. I may do things, say things, that will hurt you." His brow knotted as he frowned.
"I don't understand." A tear touched my cheek and rolled down his thumb.
"I know. It's complicated." he closed his eyes and opened them again. "Let's just say that the world could be destroyed and the only person with the power to stop it is a girl who's power depends on the very love she can never have."
"Never have?" I asked. This really was sounding complicated. Poor Maron.
"That's right." Chiaki sat back on the couch and pulled me close with one arm. "God is in love with her, but God can't confess or show his affections like a normal man. That's where I come in." He pointed to himself with his thumb. "It will be an act, but it has to be complete." gold eyes made it clear.
"You see," Chiaki continued, "I'm the only one who can be by her side whenever she doubts herself or is in danger. She might fall in love with me." Chiaki laced his fingers with mine. "But, I don't love her. I can't love her." His gold eyes confessed to me. A gentle smile touched his lips. "After all, I gave my heart to someone else."
"To who?" I blinked.
"You have to ask?" He kissed me tenderly. "Haven't you figured out that I love you."
"I...I love you, Chiaki." My heart felt so warm and calm when we were like this. I wanted it to last forever. "...With all my heart." Chiaki frowned again.
"Even if we have to be apart for a while?" He squeezed my shoulders with one arm. "Even if we have to keep our love a secret until this is all over? Even if I do things with Maron that might hurt you?" He was speaking honestly with me. I appreciated that. It meant that he really did want a serious relationship with me, if I was willing to make sacrifices. I felt myself trembling.
"I don't want to give you to anyone." I nusseled his neck.
"I that's how I feel." Chiaki's breathing changed. "I couldn't accept anyone else even laying a finger on you." he turned his head and breathed in my scent. "God you smell good."
"Chiaki," I smiled, blushing. "I like you're scent too." I played with a button on his shirt.
"Yamato." My heart started beating faster just from the look in his eyes, let alone the warm hand that pulled down the zipper on my shirt. "Before anything else happens..."
Chiaki pressed his cheek against mine. The hot mostiure from his mouth glided past my ear. My breath quickened when he trailed a finger from my stomach up to my chest. I closed my eyes, feeling a little dizzy from all the blood rushing from here and there in my body.
"Chiaki." I whispered his name.
"Before anything else happens, let me make a promise."
"A promise." I lazily opened my eyes as he slid my shirt over my shoulders.
"I promise you Yamato." Chiaki's petal soft lips caressed mine. I felt like I was melting. "This body," Chiaki pulled his shirt off and quickly pulled me against him. His muscles were firm and his skin was smooth. "This heart," he kissed me. Don't stop! "And this soul is yours."
His tongue reached into my mouth this time, tasting mine and encouraging me to do the same. I ran my fingers through his hair as his hands glided over my skin. I felt him move and I moved with him. We could be falling right now and I won't care, as long as he doesn't let go. My back touched the couch cushions, before I felt Chiaki's length spread over me.
Each kiss felt like a gift. I never knew I could feel like this. As Chiaki suckled my neck he reached down sliding a thumb under my pants. I gasped when my blue haired love started to press them down, exposing my hip. Chiaki noticed the difference in this gasp and lifted his head to look at me.
"What is it?" he asked, patiently.
"It's just..." I breathed trying to get words to form in my mouth. "so sudden."
"You're right." Chiaki shook his head. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have..." started to get up, but I reached out and held on to him. "Yamato."
"I can't..." I wasn't sure how to put this..."I don't think we should go too far, you know." Chiaki nodded as if he knew exactly what I meant. "But...Could we..." I began shyly. "Just make out a little?" I let a little smile touch my lips. Chiaki grinned like a cat who had caught his mouse.
"You're a tease." He said it like it was some big discovery.
"I am not." I denied it, frowning.
"Yes, you are."
"Am not."
"You know what?"
"What?"
"I like it."
"Uh." I blushed, horribly. He won.
(*Author note*)
(*My defintion of 'Make out' : kissing and touching, particularly over the clothes. Cothing necessary for my version of 'Make out' covers chests of women and covers lower extremies of both sexes. Thank you for your reading this note.*)