Included in Post: Chandacy, Ewan, Shupple, Kiiro,
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Time: After Ewan confronted Chandacy to the next day (Before the war)
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Hey, guys. Well, here’s another post from Chandacy. I’m sorry is so short. I have barely any time because I’m trying to get caught up with my make up work from the past week. I tried to flesh it out as much as I could without it being overbearingly so.
Also, a lot of people commented or PM’ed me wondering if Ewan was getting laid. Well, you’ll just have to wait and see. ;) I will warn you, there is some.....steam. I think I got carried away but it’s PG-13, so I’m not breaking any rules. At least, I hope I didn’t. Hehe?
COMMENTS ARE LOVED AND DEEPLY WANTED! <3
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Chandacy
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As Ewan and I, hand-in-hand, began to walk back to my room, I firmly believed I had drifted into a dream. I shockingly breathtaking dream, but a dream nonetheless. It was all so...surreal, so unrealistic to be there, holding someone’s hand and they didn’t feel an ounce of pain. I’d spent my whole life shying away from physical contact, believe everyone I touched would burn, physically and metaphorically.
Stop complaining.
I wasn’t. Not anymore.
Not surprisingly, a comfortable silence fell between the two of us as we ascended the mansion staircase and neither of us moved to break it. Upon entering my room, I gestured for him to take a seat on my bed while I headed over to my closet. Grateful that he abided by my request, I began to rummage through the mess that was my closet, in search of the neatly wrapped gifts I had hidden in there. With all of the training, meditating, and deciphering the feeling I had for Ewan, the presents for him had easily slipped from my mind.
Minutes passed to no avail. Damn, where did I put them? I checked the right hand corner, the last place they would be and, thankfully, there they were. All three of them. Loading them into my arms, I emerged victorious from my closet. Turning around, I came face-to-face with a certain patient and curious Shiny Eevee on my bed.
“I had these all wrapped and ready for you a while ago,” I explained as I strided over to him and sat on my bed. “But with the training and the inevitable war, I forgot about them. So, finally, here.” Offering up the gifts cradled in my arms, a warm smile found its way onto my lips. I awaited anxiously next to Ewan, increasingly curious as to what was running through his mind. A few quick seconds passed when he finally took the bigger of the four into his hands and weighed it carefully. Then slowly meticulously, he began to tear away at the purple paper.
“You didn’t have to get me anything,” He sighed, taking a short pause from his unwrapping.
“I know,” I replied leaning forward to press a soft peck against his cheek. “But that doesn’t mean I didn’t want to.”
“Chandacy,” He said, so softly I couldn’t be sure he said my name. Turning his attention back to the gift waiting in his hands, he made quick work of what was left of the paper. I heard a faint gasp when his mind processed what was lying in his hands; a modern but simple digital camera, perfect for portraits and landscapes. Another, more tense silence fell when Ewan began struggling on what to say.
“Here, open this one,” I piped up, handing him another, larger package. He tore into that one slower, carefully, like he didn't want to damage the paper too much. His hands now held a compilation of various camera lenses and film, enough for a few months of use.
“You once told me a while ago you were always interested in photography,” I explained, shifting closer to him. Audibly, he swallowed and inhaled a deep breath.
“I-I didn’t expect you to remember.” Hesitantly, he made a miniscule smile.
“I remember a lot of mundane pieces of conversation. It’s what makes me unpredictable.” I giggled softly, covering my mouth with my hand. The Eevee’s smile grew wider.
“What’s in that one?” He asked, using his head the gesture to the remaining gift still in my arms. The nerves finally kicked in and were sent into overdrive.
“This one.....is the one I’m afraid of. I-I made this one,” I manage to say,using my shaking arms to guide the final package into his lap. It was smaller than the last two but this one was more...personal. I feared what his reaction would be. Even more slower than the previous one’s, the wrapping came away heartbreakingly slow. WIth a heavy sigh, I pushed myself off of the bed and leaned against the adjacent wall instead. It offered more support...and some distance.
Seconds turned into minutes and they ticked by quietly. Whether or not he opened the gift yet was a mystery to me. He uttered no sound. Not one. The only sound I heard was minutes later, and it was the sound of weight on the bed shifting. That was closely followed by soft footsteps that were coming towards me. Assuming it was Ewan since there was no one else in my room nor had anyone new entered it, I roughly bit my lip, hard enough to draw specks of blood. Warmth flooded my body when I felt his hand cup my cheek. His shaking hand.
“Chandacy,” He whispered. His face was so close to mine I could feel the wisps of his breath ghost across my forehead.
“I-I’m sorry.” I rushed out and once I started, I couldn’t stop. “I made it a while ago, after you showed me the picture in your room. It was actually an accident. I didn’t mean to draw it but when I draw, my mind’s free and my hand follows whatever comes to it. If you don’t want it, or anything like that, I understand. I swear I--” I no longer had the ability to finish my rant because a pair of soft lips had decided to cover mine.
His kiss was soft and sweet, the kind that left one breathless and weak. The kind that touched the deepest part of your soul without knowing why or how. The type of kiss that would forever be imprinted in your mind....and your heart. I closed my eyes and wound my hands into his fine, silky hair as his hands rested on my waist. He tasted of sugar and snow.
Neither of us knew how long we stood there, leaning against the wall, locked in a passionate embrace but neither of us made any move to change it.
It didn’t last for long.
Something was different in Ewan. There was no real explanation for it but I could feel it. One of his hands moved from my waist to the back of my neck and fisting it into my hair, he deepened the kiss. Shocked, I gasped and he took that stolen second to push me harder against the wall until we were touching everywhere; chests, hips, legs, like puzzle pieces. The hand that wasn’t in my hair slid down to my waist and, if it was even possible, the kiss got deeper, more heated.
An odd and...frankly unfamiliar urge washed over me like a great wave. I slid my hands down over his chest and under the hem of his T-shirt, letting my fingers explore what was underneath; the warm skin over his ribs, the ridges above his abdomen, the long scar on his waist, the angel of his hipbones above the waistband of his jeans. It was uncharted territory for me but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, it seemed to be driving him crazy since he moaned softly against my lips. Somewhere in between the ministrations of my hands and the deep kisses that were exchanged,his shirt went missing. No one cared.
Our hearts were slamming together through the thin layer of my dress that divided us and I was drowning in the sensation. His hands left my hair and they started to freely roam everywhere, especially over the thin rumpled fabric of my dress. It was almost like having his hands on my bare skin, my chest, my hips, my stomach and everywhere he touch, there was a burning trail in its wake. When he reached the hem of my dress, he gripped my legs and pressed harder against the wall while I wrapped them around his waist.
Ewan made a noise of surprise, low in his throat and tore his mouth away from mine, starting to trail hot kisses down my neck. Something snapped inside of me and I let out a clear moan. Suddenly, he froze and moved his head away from my next. He lifted his face to mine and I could see the…embarrassment in his eyes.
“Oh Arceus,” He panted, seeming as out of breath as I was. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…I don’t know what…Arceus.” He leaned his forehead against my shoulder, too afraid to meet my eyes.
“Ewan, what…are you apologizing for?” I managed to say through the deep breaths I had to take. I felt more than heard his sigh against my still hot skin.
“For…well….that.” The laugh that bubbled up in my chest was hard to contain.
“You hardly need to apologize for anything, let alone what just happened.” I was still braced against the wall so I used that for support as I lowered my legs. His hands were still on my waist and mine were still on his bare chest.
“I got carried away. I-I didn’t know what I was doing. I just—“ Like he did before the passionate events transpired, I quickly cut off his words with a soft kiss to his lips. Ewan remained still for a few moments, frightened to kiss me back, but after I wound my hands back into his hair, he returned my gesture.
“Despite what you may think,” I began, after I pulled away from him, “what just happened was rather….enjoyable.” A small chuckle escaped his lips and he bowed his head to nuzzle it into my shoulder.
“Yeah. It was.”
It started to seem routine, all of the silence that fell between us. The truth was, at least from my view, that we didn’t need to talk to be together. Conversation was optional, and the times where there was no speaking, the silences were always welcomed.
However, I wasn’t welcoming this one when a large yawn found its way from my throat. Ewan chuckled and removed his head from my shoulder. Internally, I whined at the lost of his skin.
“I should probably go.” He said, giving me a deep but quick peck on the lips before he went to retrieve his items. With all of his gifts piled in his arms, he offered me a warm smile before turning to leave.
“Ewan!” I yelled just as he walked out of my view. Peeking his head around the corner he asked, “Yes?”
“Would you....would you stay...with me tonight?” I asked, dropping my gaze to my feet. I couldn’t bear to look him in the eye, not now. Footsteps echoed across my hardwood floor as I presumed Ewan was making his way back inside. I smiled when I felt his hand slip back into mine, like it had always belonged there. His chin found its way to rest on the crown of my head.
“If you want me to, I will.” He said, pressing a barely there kiss on the roof of my head.It felt like the most natural thing in the world and I welcomed the feeling.
“I’ll be right back,” I said, kissing his cheek swiftly before I grabbed the garment on top of my dresser and retreated into the bathroom. I made quick work of the clothes I was wearing but when I unrolled my night clothes, I froze. It was second nature to me, wearing a night dress to bed, I hadn’t even thought twice about it.
But I had always slept alone. Always. Now Ewan was there.
“Shit,” I muttered. Well, I certainly couldn’t walk out there now with no clothes on and if I walked out there in the dress, what would be the point of changing? There wasn’t. With a long, deep sigh, I slipped the garment on over my head and used my hands to smooth the fabric out. Now or never. No use in delaying the inevitable, I thought to myself. They were far from words of comfort but they spoke the truth. I rested my hand on the doorknob for a split second before cracking it open, far enough to where I could stick my head out.
Catching a glimpse of Ewan, who was still bare chested, lying on my bed, staring up at the ceiling in deep thought. He seemed to do that a lot, get lost in his thoughts. With another deep sigh, I opened the while door and walked back out into the room.
The sound of the door creaking open must have snapped him from his reverie because his head turned towards me. There was no missing the widening of his eyes and the pink hue that made its way onto his cheeks. I was pretty sure his mirrored my own.
“Uh..You-You look...beautiful.” He managed to stutter out. I could feel my cheeks burning and I knew they were probably a shade of crimson by now.
“Thanks.” I replied as I lowered myself onto the bed next to him. With a soft plop, I fell back gracelessly into my pillows. Turning onto my side, I slipped under the covers and closed my eyes.
“Goodnight, Ewan.” I said, my nerves getting the best of me. I knew it was I who wanted him to stay but now that he was there, I couldn't bring myself to even face him. Cowardly. As it turned out, I didn’t have to. The bed groan with his movement, but I felt his head rest on top of my and his hand went to drape over my waist. He then snuggled closer to me before he said, “Goodnight, love.”
I fell asleep more content that I had been in years.
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Turning, haunting, yearning
Pull the trigger
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know
That you belong here, yeah
Ooh, it's your fuckin' nightmare
A loud, audible shout followed by a thump roused me from the best sleep I had gotten in years. My eyes were open and a split second and I was crouched on my bed, ready for a fight. I was groggy and it took me a minute or two to comprehend my surroundings. There was nothing out of the ordinary going on, besides the fact that Ewan was tangled in of mess of sheets on the floor beside my bed. No threat, no immediate action.
“Arceus, that hurt!” He exclaimed, rubbing his head with his hands. In an instant, I was off of the bed and at his side, looking for any signs of injury. The only one I found was a small red bump on the side of his head.
“Ewan, what happened?” I asked. He groaned.
“That...music woke me up.” He explained. Even though I understood, my brow still furrowed in confusion.
“And you fell out of my bed because?”
“I wasn’t expecting that...sound. Especially this early in the morning. Why is your alarm on anyway?”
“Oh, I agreed to go train with Shupple. We want to try our new moves out together. Come one,” I said, standing up swiftly. “Let’s get you up.” I offered a hand out to him with he quickly took a hold of to help stand up. While I expected him to do....something, he only plopped back down on my bed.
“Still tired?” I asked in disbelief, searching through my dresser for some training clothes. My mind decided on a Black thin strapped tank top and jean shorts. While there was still snow on the ground and normally covered up profusely, every time I trained, my body always got hot and melted whatever snow was around me.
“I’m always tired,” He murmured into the pillow. I released a small chucked before I told him, “Don’t turn around.” With record speed, I had changed into my new clothes for the day and already slipped on my boots. When I looked back at Ewan, he didn’t seem to have moved an inch. That didn’t mean he did not peak.
“Don’t sleep too long,” I instructed, grabbing my jacket from the back of my door. Just as I had one foot out of the threshold, I heard him say. “Come back here, Chandacy.” WIth confusion clouding my mind, I fulfilled his request and made my way back to his side. There was no time for any other words because in the blink of an eye, he held my face in his hands and kissed me; as hot as the sun and as sweet and chocolate.
“Please come back in one piece, love,” He spoke as he pulled away only to lean his forehead against my own.
“I’ll try.” Was all I could say before he brought my lips back to his.
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Training with Shupple had been far more beneficial that I had originally thought. It was also far more intense and much more work that I had intended to do. Though, it wasn’t as if there was no reason to the madness. She got a firm hold on her new move Double Team, and while I had dodged it a few times, it reminded me never to piss her off. I pity the poor man that broke her heart.
I had gotten to practice a few of my moves, mostly Incinerate and Inferno. The latter definitely had to be my favourite and I know I would be abusing that move in the war. Shupple also helped me find the defensive aspect of my moves Flame Wheel, Fire Spin and Will-O-Wisp. It turned out that it wasn’t just for killing. I could actually use my energy/soul and turn it into a physical shield to protect me. That would come in handy for sure.
After I expressed to her my eternal gratitude to her for her help, we said our goodbyes and parted ways. With exhausted limbs and slow movements, I somehow managed to find my way up to my room. When my gaze drifted to the bed and I noticed Ewan had left, my heart sank. My rational mind told me he was probably down getting food or in his room. My emotional side still had hoped he was still there when I got back. With a shrug of my shoulders, I maneuvered my way over to my closet. I didn’t expect anything different when I opened it up but when I saw the new outfit that lay in there, I froze.
Handing inside was a black long sleeved, V-neck bodysuit that looked to be made of spandex There were two holsters on both thighs and a belt hung just at the waistline. A new pair of black, high heeled, knee high boots were right below the suit.
What the hell was that for?
With furrowed brows and a million questions running through my mind, I plucked one of the black and purple dresses from the rack and slipped it on. Tossing the dirty clothes into the hamper in the corner of my room, I retrieved the brush from my dresser and began to run it through my hair. With a quick tug of the zipper on my boots, I was all dressed and appropriate for the day again.
“How was training, love?” I voice asked from behind me. My hand flew to my chest and I jumped around.
“Arceus, Ewan. You scared me.” I told the amused looking Shiny Eevee in front of me who was fully dressed, much to my dismay. In his hands, he held a plate full of thin looking pancakes and a bowl of fresh strawberries.
“Sorry,” He mumbled, looking a little sheepish as he strode over to my bed and sat on the end of it. “Well, I brought you breakfast.” As if for confirmation, he held up the plate that was in his hands.
“Ewan, you didn’t have to,” I was befuddles and I took a seat next to him. Before he could wait for any argument from he, the plate and bowl were already in my lap and he held out a fork for me.
“I know. But I did. Now eat,” We both indulged in a hearty laugh before I took the fork he held and began to cut into my food.
“Why are the pancakes so thin?”I asked, popping a single piece into my mouth. It was sweet and utterly delicious. Ewan looked offended and pressed and hand to his chest.
“Pancakes? Oh Arceus. They’re crepe’s. They're foreign.” He explained, shaking his head mockingly. “Sigh, we’ll have to update your food horizon.” With another bite of the crepe, I puffed out my chest.
“My food horizon is very updated, thank you very much. I just normally don’t hold to foreign food. But I have to admit, this crepe, it’s not bad.” Another bite later, and only the strawberries were left. He chuckled and took the plate from my lap and set it in the end table nearest him.
“I would say so, seeing as how you devoured that plate.” I stuck out my tongue playfully at him before I dove into the strawberries. The juice filled my mouth and coated it in a sweet layer. I devoured one strawberry after the next and when I found the bowl empty, I frowned. Ewan, on the other hand, looked amused.
“What’s so funny?” I asked, raising a single brow in his direction.
“You have juice on the side of your mouth,” Now that he mentioned it, I did feel a single drop of liquid in the corner of my mouth. I raised my hand to wipe it away but his hand wrapped around my wrist and forced my hand back down to my lap. I only caught a glimpse of his determined features before his head bent towards mine. His tongue darted out and licked the bead of juice that fell from my mouth. It then swiped across my bottom lip before he kissed me. Out of my own accord, my hand found their way to his chest and grabbed fistfulls of its fabric while his went to the back of my neck to deepen the kiss.
It felt like an eternity, even longer, before we came apart, breathing hard.
“You taste like strawberries,” He noted pecking both of my cheeks. I giggled.
“I wonder why,” He pulled away and I saw him roll his eyes. Suddenly, he stood up and grabbed my hands to bring me with him.
“Come on. Let’s go outside, it’s snowing.” He smiled but the dread the filled my body stopped me from returning one.
“Ewan, you know I get weak out in the snow.”
“You did just like you would have burned me before. You told me yourself something’s changed.” I sighed heavily, standing up next to him to lay my head against his chest.
“I know I did. I’m just....scared.” I felt his chest rise and fall when he breathed deeply. His arms wound themselves around my waist and he held me tight.
“If you really don’t want to, I won’t make you. But....I’ll be with you the whole time.” his honesty was starting to wear down my defenses. Ever since the night he first kissed me, all the shields I had built started to become brittle and thin. It was only a matter of time before they broke and I had a feeling, it was going to be Ewan who will do it. With the reassurance of his arms around me, I felt safe.
“Okay, I’ll try.” I said, raising myself on my tiptoes to press a lingering kiss on his lips. Pulling back with a smile on his features, he took my hand in his and led me from my room.
“Ewan?” I asked just was we had descended the stairs.
“Yes?”
“I’ve noticed you’ve been....very bold today. I’ve also noticed you call me ‘Love’. I just was....wondering why.”
“Simple; I love you. It seems only fair to let you know that in every way I can whenever I can. And the boldness, well, when I’m with you, I’m happy. You’re one of the few people who I’m not so shy and timid around. The other reason I don’t know about.” He explained softly, simply, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. While I knew my cheeks had turned a shade of hot pink, I welcomed the colour this time. Nothing could ruin the mood I was in.
“Ewan, do you wanna go make Snow Angels again?” I peppy voice yelled from outside. We had barely managed to open the front doors before we were being beckoned. I didn’t have to see the face to know who it was. The Ray of Sunshine That Reminded Me Of Liliana Kiiro. I heard Ewan chuckled beside me.
“Actually, we were just on our way outside.” He replied, giving her a small wave. He then turned his head back to me. “Are you ready, Love?” He whispered in my ear, giving my hand a soft squeeze. I swallowed audibly and after giving his hand squeeze back, I let go. With a sigh, and some mental words of confidence, I clenched my eyes shut and took a few steps out into the snow.
The first thing I felt were the bits of snow falling into my skin, followed by the strange sensation of the snow turning to water upon contact. The whole feeling was a stranger to me. Snowflakes were falling faster now and then turning to water before my eyes. I waited for the feeling of weakness, the slow deterioration of my strength. Anything.
But like I expected to burn Ewan, nothing came.
My eyes flew open in astonishment. My head tilted up towards the sky to make sure it was still coming down. Check. I looked at my skin for the tell tale mark of water droplets. Check. I searched deep within for any trace of the weakness. Nothing. There was nothing.
“Impossible,” I whispered, more so to myself than anyone else. The happiness the filled my veins was overwhelming. I let out a loud, pure laugh and I swung my arms out to balance myself as I twirled around in circles. I was savouring the feeling of the snow, the air, the cold, even the water. I was in love with it all. Never, this feeling would never leave me. Never.
Minutes of twirling was starting to make me dizzy. It seemed Ewan could sense it because he was at my side in an instant, gripping my shoulder. His face didn’t hide any of his happiness either and in the now familiar gesture, he leaned toward me. But instead of kissing me, I felt his hands push against my shoulders and push me. In addition to the dizziness, my balance was nonexistent so instead of catching myself like I would do, I went tumbling into a pile of soft snow. Instead of being frustrated like a normal person, I laughed it off. Ewan was laughing so hard he wasn’t watching where he was going. I took that moment and hooked my feet between his knees. With a swift tug, he came tumbling down on top of me, his legs on each side of me.
“That wasn’t very nice,” He said but his face gave away the humor that he must have felt. Seconds later, we were both laughing our hearts out, neither of us having a care in the world at that moment. Then, abruptly, he turned serious.
“Can I try something?” He asked, brushing a piece of my hair away from my face. I didn’t trust my voice so I only nodded. I didn’t know what I was expecting but when he opened his mouth and he started to sing a heart wrenchingly beautiful melody, it wasn’t what I thought.
My mind is a warrior, I see it in your movements tonight, You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way, My eyes are a river filler, Now I see it in your movements tonight, You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way, Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, now, now, and I'll never let you down [x4]
My heart is a foreigner,
My eyes are the colour of red like a sunset,
I'll never keep it bottled up,
Left to the hands of the coroner,
Be a true heart not a follower,
We're not done yet now,
If we should ever do this right,
I'm never gonna let you down,
Oh I'll never let you down,
Now keep it on the down low
And I'll keep you around so I'll know,
That I'll never let you down,
I'll never let you down.
I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down,
You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way,
I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down,
This drink is a liver killer,
My chest is a pillow for your weary head to lay to rest again,
Your body is my ballpoint pen
And your mind is my new best friend,
Your eyes are my mirror to take me to the edge again,
If we should ever do this right,
I'm never gonna let you down,
Oh I'll never let you down,
We'll keep it on the down low
And I'll keep you around so I'll know,
That I'll never let you down,
I'll never let you down,
I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down,
You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way,
I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down,
'Cause You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way,
I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down,
You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way,
I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down,
I was... speechless. After what just happened, there were no words to say.
Nothing came to mind.
Except...
"I love you."
LA FIN
