Re: Never Alone. (Shiori)

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Eric felt his heart pang longingly as she poked him again, his usually unseen emotions rising to his eyes, as he sat up and gave her a mischevious grin. "In that case, yes." Pushing himself up, he strode forward and caught her around the waist, before twirling her once and lying her down on the bed, gently pressing his lips against hers.

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Leah smiled, and had just taken a step backwards to avoid him, forcing him to play their game of chase longer, when she felt his strong arms around her waist. She chuckled slightly as they twirled once, then felt herself plop down on the comfy bed cushions, Eric’s lips covering hers once more. She smiled happily through the kiss before pulling back, hands on his cheeks, and whispering, “I love you.”

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Eric smiled happily as he felt her hands on his bruised cheeks, and then she pulled away, whispering the words that made his heart beat faster. He kissed her lightly once more, before nodding. Just then, he realized there was a stack of folded clothes on the nightstand, and frowned, standing and taking them in his hands. Clean clothes for the each of them.

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Leah smiled at him as he kissed her once more, and she let her hands drop from his cheeks. Despite the battered look about him, she still thought he was the most handsome creature she’d ever laid eyes on, and she felt extremely luck to be his, and vice versa. She sat up on the bed more straightly when he walked to the nightstand, picking up the clothes. “Fresh clothes? Wonder how long those’ve been sitting there.” Leah shrugged lightly.

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Eric grinned, and tossed her's at her. "We both need to shower. You can go first, if you wish." He beckoned to the open bathroom door, and gave her a quick smile. She looked dirty, battered and bruised, but she held a certain charm that he knew only she could hold. He quickly leaned down and kissed her lightly, before pulling away.

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Leah caught the clothes easily and got to her feet, staring into the bathroom. A shower did sound extremely refreshing. Nodding, Leah smiled and kissed him back before tossing the clothes onto the bathroom sink. “I won’t be long.” Leah promised before shutting the door, not bothering to lock it (she had a feeling Eric wouldn’t be snooping on her), and turning on the shower, the sound of running water sounding like heaven to her.

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Nodding, Eric sat down on the bed, his jaw twitching as he tried to contain a smile. Raising his eyebrows, he made a mental note to thank Mrs.Quinn as soon as he got the chance. Leah shut the door, and he faintly heard her turning on the water. Wondering what was to become of them, he fantasised of them growing old together, and perhaps getting married later on in life.

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It only took twenty minutes for Leah to get what she felt was a desirably clean shower, when her usual showers were half-an-hour. Pleased with the cleanliness she was feeling, she quickly stepped out of the shower, outside the warm water feeling chill against her skin as she grabbed a towel and quickly dried herself off. Another five minutes, and she was dressed in the comfy sweatpants (that didn’t look all that bad on her, considering she hated sweatpants) and snuggly-fitting T-shirt that had the “Little Miss Sunshine” on the front. Opening the door, Leah ran a hand through her hair and smiled at Eric. “It feels nice to be clean.” She commented.

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Eric waited, and waited, and waited.... When the water finally turned off, it had seemed like an hour to him, and when she finally opened the door, he sat upright and raised an eyebrow. Unlike her, he took showers that were only a few minutes, and didn't bother standing around and...whatever girls did in the shower. At that thought, his face flushed slightly, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink, and he gave her a close lipped smile, trying to keep his cool, as her shirt was pulled tightly across her chest.

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Leah could tell the look on Eric’s face was one of exaggerated time wasting. “Sorry it took so long,” Leah said, though it was quite obvious that she was being playfully sarcastic. She saw his face flush for a moment, and she cocked an eyebrow, “Eh, something wrong?” Leah asked, fidgeting her foot nervously for a moment. Did she look funny? Was it the sweatpants?

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Reeling for an excuse, Eric stepped backwards and gave her a half hearted grin. "I forgot how beautiful you look when you're clean." He teased her slightly, and closed his eyes for a split second. Knowing she probably wouldn't want him kissing her when he was still dirty, he was careful not to touch her as he moved past.

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At his comment, Leah scoffed and rolled her eyes, “Eric, I’m wearing sweatpants, for God’s sake! That’s not in the least attractive.” Leah chuckled slightly and let him skirt past her, as she walked over to the bed, adjusting the shirt on her torso, feeling rather uncomfortable, seeing that it was almost a full size too small for her. Yawning, enjoying feeling clean, Leah laid down on the bed and closed her eyes, sighing heavily and contentedly.

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Within ten minutes, Eric had showered and dressed, also wearing black sweatpants. A clean white t-shirt had been provided, and it was slightly small on him. He guessed that these clothes had been from Mrs.Quinn's children, but didn't really care. They were fresh and clean, and he was grateful to have them. Opening the bathroom door, he ran a towel through his hair, making it spike up slightly, as he tried to dry it.

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Leah had nearly fallen asleep, she was so warm and comfortable in her new clothes, and when she heard the door open, she groggily opened up her eyes and yawned slightly. She chuckled at Eric’s hair and said, “You do the mini-Mohawk pretty well.” She stretched and rubbed her eyes.

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Eric raised his eyebrows slightly as Leah decided to sit up, and to be frank, looking quite sleepy. Groggilly rubbing her eyes and streching, he frowned at her comment, then raised a hand to the top of his head, patting it slightly and realizing that it was indeed sticking up all over the place. He held up a finger and turned back to the bathroom, before running a comb through his wet hair and pasting a comb over in place, before poking his head out. "Better?"

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Leah laughed. “Better.” Leah curled up again, resting on the bed. “Eric, come over here, I’m lonely.” Leah said sleepily, letting her eyes flutter shut again. Warm, clean, and well fed, she was ready just to close her eyes and sleep. Leah let a smile creep across her face, and she whispered, “Hurry! I’m tired.”

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Eric quickly swiped a hand through his hair, removing the humourous hair style, and frowned as Leah's eyes drifted closed once more. He slowly stepped towards the bed, and for some reason, sleeping with her seemed... Unusual. Still, they had done it twice before, so he pushed it aside and clambored in, moving Leah into his strong arms and holding her there.

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Leah smiled gently and turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his waist. “I love you,” she whispered. She kissed him gently before hugging herself closer to him, resting her forehead against his chest.

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In two days, there was a court hearing. The day that Leah and Eric's fate, would pretty much be decided. The day that they would find out, whether or not they would ever see eachother again. Eric unknowingly hugged Leah closer to him, and sighed heavilly as she uttered that she loved him. In answer, he kissed her cheek, then was lost in the beautiful depths of her eyes.

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Leah looked up at him gently, her heart swelling suddenly. “You know, I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Leah muttered, snuggling herself closer to him, closing her eyes and curling up into him, falling asleep within minutes, though she hadn’t meant to. She was just tired beyond her mind’s capacity of thinking.

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Eric clenched his jaw as soon as she drifted off to sleep. The peace that had been in him, only moments before, had been replaced by a roiling fear of what was in the future, what was coming. He felt himself stiffen, and bit the inside of his lip, before forcing himself to mentally calm down.

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[ so is Leah going to be sent home with her parents? Or has our plans changed? ]

Leah slept peacefully, vaguely aware of the body warmth next to her. She felt so happy, and in her dreams she dreamt of the future: them together, a large room, and she was wearing a large white dress, the old original wedding gown that was simple, with a baby-doll top. Just as the pastor had said ‘you may kiss the bride,’ a man stood up, tall, dark-haired, and foreboding, who cocked and shot a gun at Eric, hitting him in the heart. Leah twisted in her sleep, but no matter how hard her brain tried to arouse, the nightmare continued.

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(That's the plan so far.)

Eric set his jaw angrilly, inwardly punching himself for being so stupid and idiotic. Why had he already fallen for someone, when he knew that he couldn't, wouldn't let himself. It was too late to backtrack, now too late to be able to forget this whole thing.

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[ a’ight ^^ ]

Leah finally managed to rip herself free of the nightmare, and when she woke up, the first thing she saw was the shirt draped over Eric’s chest. She was shaking slightly, but managed to pull herself together, and she held onto him tighter. “Eric…am I ever going to be able to sleep normally again? I…I’m so scared of losing you!” Leah buried her face in his shirt, biting her lip harshly to keep herself from crying.

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Leah suddenly awoke, clinging to his shirt and crying out breifly, her words uttered in a tone that stated what she was feeling. The sudden noise and movement made Eric jump, tensing momentarily, before she buried her face in his shirt, obviously needing comefort. Her words bolted through his brain, making his nerve endings fire and creating a terrible feeling in his chest, throbbing with every beat of his heart. He clutched his arms tightly around her, but didn't know what to say. What if they would lose eachother?

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