Random madness mind, wit and more...

He felt relived when the moment, about to be awkward, was interrupted by the other girl. His eyes had just fallen on Amber in time to see her head swivel about in surprise, he made a mental note to surprise her sometime the effect was charming. Then she was gone doing something with the girl and he fell on his food, his hunger suddenly returned in her absents. As he eat his eyes kept wandering back to her as she busied her self around the café. He smiled as she spoke and then she disappeared to the back. Sitting there for a moment letting his food digest he found him self contemplating plausible reasons for needing her attention again, a reason to see her in her office before he turned in for the night.
Finally he got up and started towards the back and paused...it didn't feel right to leave the dishes on the table, so he turned and gathered the dishes and then headed to where the kitchen must surly be. Finding it just past the doorway he rinsed them out and set them on the counter next to the sink and wandered back out in to the hall way. Seeing the open door he guessed that,that must be his room and quietly makes his way to the open door way, and stops frozen seeing her fussing with the bed, her hair had fallen away from it's perch in her head, revealing her neck and ears...distinctly not human ears, afraid she would be upset if she had known that he saw them he backs a way, Taking a moment, he knew there was something different about her, some thing that drew him to her, a secret, one he found himself wishing she would trust him with.
The desire that had been sparked earlier was now a flame, she was much more than she had first seemed.. she was something very special. he breathed deep and calmed his racing heart wondering if her secret was dangerous and finding he didn't care if it was...he would find a way, somehow... to show her he was different from those who made her feel the need to hide who she really was, because he had his own secret... one, just maybe she would, with her own secret not be afraid of.
His composure reclaimed he began to "clomp" down the hall way warning her of his approach.
 
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She could feel the comfort of her ears moving freely. She had taken time to be sure she didn't have some live creepy crawling thing on her. Tho it still confused her of why her back still itched. Knowingly she knew her wings were gone but she never pondered if there was a chance for them to grow back?

No she knew better. It had been years since then. Amber could hear Brians foot steps and quickly put her hair back up. She will just have to remember to take a bath before bed just to be sure. Maybe look into some old folk magic books her grandmother left behind for her.

Amber just finished putting the towels and extra clothes in place at the foot of the bed when he strode in. "Everything is all set. It's not the Grand Batesville Motel but it'll get the job done. The mattress is also down foam so if you have any back issues it should help. Then of course a mini fridge and a full bathroom and small desk. But as I said not much but it's something."

She felt as if forgetting something but wasn't sure. She remembered the paperwork and her past notes were on her desk to look over in her room but that would wait after the bath.

"Is there anything that I can snag to make it more suited though that comes to top of your mind?"
 
Even thought he felt slightly guilty for having accidently spied on her, he still found himself grinning.
"This is better than any hotel I could never afford.. It feels like home.." suddenly he blushed deeply he had not meant for that to come out.. it was too soon to say things like that true or not he stumbled on...
" um..no..it 's perfect.. I just want to hop in the shower before I turn in, you have been so much more than kind...please, tomorrow let me make it up to you, I am very handy.." rolling his eyes at himself he immediately blushed brightly again as he wondered why he was being so inane...but deep inside he felt a strong need to stay here...to fit in as if his life depended on it.
He looked in to her eyes and in the soft light of the room he felt her touch his soul, a bell rung in his head and he felt his careful control over his appearance slip, just the tiniest crack but it was enough, the light of the room changed as his irises slip back to their natural color, violet. quickly he turned away. re exerting control and when he looked back to her they back to there human looking blue grey.
 
Amber beamed in a bright smile of the feeling as if at home statement.
When offering to make it up for the generosity she has giving thus far she was off-setting for she thought that she was doing what any one should do in the first place. But she couldn't refuse the offer. There was to much to do between the other girls as well and even with the small things she knew to save from having a repair services come to fix the little things around the cafe' Tania and Alina didn't know about...

She could only do so much but some things even she was not handy in.
She would feel embarrassed over taking the offer but she knew better to be stingy at an offer she was (in the state of the cafe') was unable to refuse.

"Alright I will see if there is anything around the cafe' that might need some repair on in the morning and make a list. Other then that I will have to see how your gardening skills are." She could not stop from giving a grin and smile.

The air had almost warmed her skin for a moment not as if hot or clammy. But she could have thought something small had almost wrapped its strong arms around her. She blushed at the feeling alone but with how fast it had come and gone she wondered if it was herself letting out a charge. If she was not careful this one man could make her life a living hell but with how his heart was thus far she couldn't seem to believe it or trick herself to think it for a moment.

She settled her blushing eyes onto Brian's long enough to see his eyes were a deep pool of violet. If for a moment she could have sworn she was falling into a pool of warmth. She had to admit even though it was her favorite color but before another thought if one was able to come in her mind from seeing those handsome eyes shes ever seen they were back to normal just that fast.

~I've must be losing it or maybe i've been working myself too hard lately?~
She thought to herself.

Next thing she heard something "pop" just low enough she hoped Brian didn't hear. When he had no reaction she was glad for she knew what that stupid sound was...

"Well I will let you get to that shower and I will be up for a bit working on some paperwork and other things up in my apartment. I will leave the front door open so if you do need anything let me know."

With that she smiled and walked out closing the door behind her. She could feel her face was bright red blushing out. She sighed herself back down to earth and she made her way to the kitchen. Just as she thought...
When she stepped in there was a small puddle of water forming from the dish washer. She thought she fixed the problem but apparently not. The dishes still covered in suds, she started cleaning the floor and even unplugged and turned everything off when she rolled it out in order to dry up the floor as well.

After all the water was cleaned up she took out every last dish and finished the dish washers "rinsing" by hand. About an hour had past when she was finally at the last dish and was revealed it wasn't as bad as the last time it broke down.

She makes her way up to her apartment and in the middle of making it to her room she sighs out loudly as if trying to sigh away the stiffness in her joints.

"I am wayyy- to young to feel like a 80 year old crone... Geesh!"
She stripped her clothes and started to fill the tub with hot water. Letting the too realistic large fluffy tail tattoo that almost covered all of her back fall and her tail was free from its confines in her skin. She looked over in the mirror and saw that the scares on her shoulders blades had not changed in any way or shape. Kind of disappointed she finally removed her bra and panties and slipped into the hot water. Letting the remix of Enya music low and soft fill the air.
 
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After she left, he slipped into the bathroom and striped off his clothes as he waited for the hot water. Stepping in he let the water roll over his head as he released the hold on his appearance, it wasn't dramatic he didn't change form so much as changed coloring, a soft blue tinged his skin and the eyes where naturally violet, and for the thousandth time he wondered what he was, He felt human enough but his skin and eyes where enough to convince most he wasn't.
And then there were the "powers" he hated thinking of it that way felt like he belonged in a comic book after all there seemed to be more than one blue super hero, how ever you want to call it, they haven't been that useful up to now.. well all except the ability to change his appearance. That had at least saved him from all the questions he couldn't answer, and shocked and sometimes horror filled looks.
The only clue he had, was oddly a religion, Hindu, and the countless icons of blue colored entity's the predominance of the color in association with mystical powers, had made him wonder if maybe they might have the answer to the question of what he was.
Turning off the water suddenly, when he realized that he had been soaking for a while, he got out and dried off, looking through the clothes he idly wondered who's they where as he picked out some flannel boxes that look relaxed enough to sleep in. Turning off the light and then climbing under the sheets of the soft bed he laid there for a while trying to think of good excuse to go see her....

.... and then he was wondering down the hall, whispers he couldn't make out as the hall lengthened before him and yet seemed to drawing him onward towards a door he needed to open but as he grabbed it his slipped through the door as if it wasn't there as he tried to stop, to push back he just kept falling though the door rushing up to his face and then...
white, mist, no steam, and a girl.. well not quite, her back to him he saw the wings stretch out from her back and then a tail flicked casually, realizing she was naked he felt himself blush but did not turn away, he couldn't look away she was beautiful, so instead, he moved closer, she felt familiar somehow...

And then it was morning.
In spite of the quickly fading dream he felt rested, comfortable , like he was home.
He flinched at that word again. His home had been taken away.. no given away, he had invited them in, and found himself on the outside. Annoyed at this rehashing of old pain he climbed out of bed and got dressed changed back to "normal colors" and went out the door ,after all this was a coffee shop surly there would be coffee by now.
 
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After the bath, Amber dressed in her silky blue night gown. She had stayed up another 3 hours just working on paper work and going through old notes she had made long ago. Plans to have small evens on holidays. Maybe have a local band come in to play now and again on specific days or occasions. She felt the tiredness creep up on her. Her tail (like with any house cat) was twitching at her annoyance with herself. She was glad that it was the weekend so the cafe would be closed. Untill there was a stable making when comes to the weekends it was a waist of time and money to be open on the weekends.

Though at the same time it gave the girls real lives to live unlike other work places these days. Seeing the time she finally closed up the books and crawled into her bed.

There was a slight warmth to her face and she hoped it was from the hot bath. Even though that had been hours earlier. She couldn't get passed those velvet violet eyes staring at her. She sighed out and finally forced her mind to stop and fall asleep.

It seemed as she only slept a few hours when her alarm went off. She had to look at the calendar to remind herself the café was closed. The room slightly shifted as she sat up and even while getting dressed. She pulled her hair up as always. Her tail formed into her skin. She pulled on a light blue t shirt with dark blue jeans. She didn't bother pulling on any shoes as she picked up her paperwork and took it down to her other office and set up the books and other letters that had to be gone through. Sitting for a moment on her desk to make the room stop spinning.

She heard some shifting from the room Brian was in. She couldn't help but give a blush. She wasn't sure why she was blushing. She didn't have any dreams that could remember but still. Going to the kitchen she started first with the coffee. Making a cappuccino for her guest and a cup of coffee with strawberry milk for herself. Taking a sip she started to purr out loud with out meaning to. She had to force herself to stop and was blushing glad no one was around.

Amber pulled out a pan and began making egg omelets. She could hear his footsteps coming her way. When he was in the kitchen the smell of him filled over the coffee. She couldn't stop thinking of her little secret spot hidden at the park. The smell of forest an nature around her. She stopped as the burnt smell made her come back. She would have to take this omelet. There was no way she would give it to some one else.

"Good morning. I hope your ok with egg omelets. Unless you like something else?"
She had also pointed to the other coffee cup that was black with navy blur swirls around the cup. She loved having her own little collection of coffee cups.
 
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The smell of eggs and coffee pulled him down the hall.
Turning as he reached the kitchen door, he saw her dump a pile of slightly over done eggs on a plate and set it aside and begin beating eggs for the next one then turning to him.

"Good morning. I hope your ok with egg omelets. Unless you like something else?"

" That would be perfect , thank you" he said smiling then thinking to him self I don't give a damn what it is as long as she makes it... it would be perfect, and then immediately rolling his imaginary eyes at him self.
Spotting the coffee he moved towards it, catching her eye and using the universal hand gestures to ask if that was for him , her quick nod giving him his answer. He took a long slow drag and closed his eyes as the stuff of life flowed past his tongue. when he opened his eyes again he found himself watching her, studying her smallest movements unabashedly taking in all of her in. Then he was at her side struggling to keep from sliding his hands around her waist and pulling her to him.. easing back against the counter attempting to be casual trying to think of something to say, he was happy to just watch but not wanting to make her uncomfortable he felt like he should say something. Tearing his eyes away from her form he scanned the kitchen. almost looking right past it. ahhh so that's what that sounds was last night as he eyed the open door of the dishwasher. Trying to keep the smile out of voice at last he thought of some thing to say..

" so, I looks to me like your having trouble with your dishwasher?"
Just as she turned around with the food.
 
She tried to shield the blush of embarrassment from her cheeks but didn't quite help she could feel them get warm anyways from his little discovery.
~So he did hear it.. Damn it...~

She placed the dish's on the island in the middle of the kitchen as she couldn't help but give a small sigh.
"Your guess would be on it's mark Mr. Sherlock Holmes." She couldn't stop herself from saying it. She hadn't had a chance to check around the rest of the cafe' for anything else that may be broken or need fixing in some way but with how was still early she have time to do that after she gone through all the paperwork.

She sat down and started to eat and drinking her coffee. It had been awhile since last time she had company. It was different when the girls were there but it is very different now with some one she hardly knows.

"Well..... Yes.. Thing is I thought I had found the problem a few weeks back when it decided to fill my floor with suds and some how.... A jet had pushed a plate or knife hard enough I ended up having to buy new dish's all together...."

She wasn't really able to look at him in the eye. She wasn't sure if it was the odd shyness that was trying to consume her or the embarrassment of being unable to keep her own kitchen in check...

"So if... Your really up to the challenge of helping around here your free to go at it. I was going to have a look around the whole building just to make a list and I have a feeling there could even be few things in my apartment that needs fixing that I don't know about yet..."

She breaths and finally looks at him long enough to say with a small smile.

"All I can say is I wish you luck."
 
"Damn" he thought he had managed to embarrass her. The Sherlock Holmes remark stung a little but he figured he deserved it. Sitting and beginning to eat he listened intently as she explained her trials with the dishwasher trying to pick out the clues that would let him find the problem and chiding himself with thought " Try not to embarrass her any more... Sherlock"
He was good with his hands in fact he much better than most, but she avoided his eyes and he could think of nothing say that didn't have the potential to make things worse, clearly she was independent minded and did not like asking for help and was clearly embarrassed at needing help..
when she finally looked at him, he knew what to and he settled on just telling her the truth.

I am sorry if I embarrassed you, I am very good with things.. not so good with people. This is not charity on my part, you have already given me much.... "

Then he took a deep breath, this next part would either ruin it, or... oddly he wasn't sure..

" I suggested helping you around the café as way to hang around longer.. I find I don't really want to leave"

His heart pounding as he sat there, looking in to her eyes, waiting to see what her reaction would be.
 
She wasn't sure what to think or to do when she sipped her coffee. She understood when it came to others. When she had her little secrets she had to be mindful. She smiled as she put her cup down.

"You are welcome to stay. I may have never said it but I do and will be greatful for the help." She was unsure what to say or do. She continued to eat and finished her meal. Taking her cup to have a refill of coffee she walked by the table.

She wanted to reach out and give a soothing touch, to touch the hair that looked soft. Wanted to see those violet eyes again. But drawing her hand back to the cup she held she took a sip instead.

"Again.. Thank you. And welcome to stay as long as you like.. I have paperwork that needs to be done so you have free range of the café to find whatever may need fixing. Or enjoy your day it's up to you."

She couldn't stop smiling like a fool. She headed and sat down at her desk.

She started and had gotten quite a lot done with the bills and other expenses. She looked up to see the time and the room was spinning. She couldn't stop herself from making sounds. She hoped Brian wouldn't hear her then she would truly be embarrassed. But as the ringing got worse her hand holding up her head she couldn't stop. Amber slowly fades and passes out and slips to the floor.
 
He watched the emotions flit across her face, and was relived when she welcomed him but not completely. Seeing that she was unsettled but not up set he managed to say.

"thank you" and "your more than welcome" but held his tongue beyond that and smiled gently. When she got up to refill her coffee he set about finishing his food. As she walked by him on her way to the hall he was sure he felt her touch him.. but no she hadn't is was more like he felt her intention to touch him. He closed his eyes a tried to will her to do it. but then she was gone.
He smiled at her as she made her exit and said his best heartfelt..

"thank you"
...as she left the room. Finishing up he headed to the kitchen with a lovely warm irritation " as if I would just lay around after the amazing kindness you have shown me so far" and with a slight shake of his head he began to inspect the dish washer.."hhhmmm the jets are pushing the dish ware around.. odd, but that would mean..." he went to his bike and fished out the small tool kit and soon had the screen off, and reaching in to feel the bypass.. no. it moved opened and closed freely but that was the only way...then he had it and pulled off the lower cover looking in with the penlight he saw that the arm of the solenoid was hanging free no longer connected.. and paused. He felt like something was wrong a noise more felt than heard nagged at him.. he tried to shake it off but before he could even get himself adjusted to reach the arm.. he stopped and got up.. "now where is the office?" he tried to remember and went down the hall.
 
Amber was out like a light lying behind her desk. The last thing she had remember was working on the paperwork. The room was spinning then nothing but darkness. She remembered her head was warm but she could not recall the last time she had a fever.

No.. Scratch that.. It had been years since the last time she had been sick at all. A cold that just wouldn't go away but it only had lasted no more then 3 days. But this was something worse. She could tell.

Amber was dreaming. She was in a dark place with no one else around. She had her wings again and was happy untill the dream started to slowly turn on her.
She saw the shadow of the boy she thought loved her. Cared for her. Would always have been there for her but she been wrong. Her wings being cut off by a shadow of nothingness. The pain returned to her shoulder blades. Surely he would never find her. She had put a memory blocking spell onto him after that.

She had connected to Seth's mind. That's what his name was... She was slowly remembering herself of who he was after trying so hard to forget. She had tried to pull and permanently delete all of the memories and the only ones that had her in them. But that would have caused him to be an empty shell. He would be the most highly depressed human being on the face of the planet and would never know why. She hated how he had hurt her but Amber did not have the heart to do something so evil.

By now she was running in the darkness. She wasn't sure where to bother going. She just knew she had to keep moving. Never to be hurt again. And be sure no one else felt like this.

In the real world she lied there still. Her skin hot as the fever seemed to rise slowly. Even with how warm it was in the room Amber shivered as if cold. She forced herself to try and wake. But was balanced on awake and asleep.

"It's. so cold." She thought she saw some thing move in front of her. She was frightened but gave into what ever what happened next. She would be unable to scream. Unable to move. All she could do was curl up into a ball. Her tail curling around her as if she was a small kit unable to get warm.
 
As he went the feeling of something being wrong increased, until he was desperate to find her, he knew it had something to do with her. Opening a closing doors, bathroom, closet , bedroom then Office. Damn she wasn't there and he turned to keep looking but stoped turning back around slowly he saw a foot peaking out from behind the desk, two steps and he saw her lying on the floor shivering, with out thought he pulled her up into his arms hugging her close whispering in her ear.
"come on Amber wake up.. come on, please"
He pulled her completely on to his lap feeling something odd like a rope he reached under her to move it but found it attached with a life of it's own.. he would have laughed had the satiation been different at discovering she did have a tail, but for now her carefully picked her up and carried her to the nearest bed, the room next door and gently laid her on it, she was hot.. too hot, so he went to the bathroom to get a wash cloth soaked it in cool water coming back he sat next to her moping her fore head , trying to decide what to do next... eyeing her ears again and thinking of the new found tail, he decided against calling for a doctor...for now.
" come on Amber.. you need to wake up now.."
 
She felt movement. She was being moved. The air felt as if it spinned around her just by being moved by who ever was caring her. When she felt softness under her the room stopped spinning. She opened her eyes slightly when she felt the cloth on her forehead.

That's when she felt her tail twitching. And her hair had come undone and felt her ears twitch now and again. Then the worst she saw those grey eyes.
Brian was sitting next her her on a bed. Her cheeks flushed bright red as if having the fever wasn't worse enough. She bit her lower lip.

-Well.. I guess things could always been worse... Oh no... wait it can-

She mewed slightly as her shoulder blades started acting up again and her back felt as if on fire. Amber managed to roll to her side to have the air cool her back. It didn't help but to only release the pressure.

She managed a small smile as she tried to speak.
"It looks like I have some explaining to do... But no vet and no doctor.."

She tried to think quickly. If anything thus far he hasn't run so that would be a good sign if any.
So here goes nothing she supposed...

"Up in my apartment.. There's a shelf filled with books next to the tv. There should be a white and red book about medical... Look up Hay fever....."

She would hope what ever the book said would help. The only thing she ever knew as a child growing up was the body heated up to kill something off on the inside and for the outside of the body was not at the same level the body would have a reaction causing the person to ether be in bed with tons of blankets to the point of sweating or an extreme hot bath that would possibly turn her fair skin bright red for days. But ether one had to happen soon or she would be trying to crawl out of her own skin just to make the pain stop.

With even having to have a long enough thought felt draining. Amber was slipping back in and out of sleep.
 
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Relived when her eyes fluttered open, he saw her taking stock then he watched her realizing she had been discovered. but before he could say anything reassuring she turned to her side at first he thought she was going to vomit but then she settled and spoke. He was too worried to laugh when she said "no vet" Listening closely to her instructions he got ready to get up and paused, unable to help himself he placed his hand under her chin waiting for the eyes to open.

" you don't have to explain anything.. especially to me.. but when your feeling better I would very much like to talk to you.. I have my own secrets"
As he headed up stairs he wondered if she would remember anything he just said. He located the book and went back down puzzling why she would want him to look up hay fever... this didn't seem like an allergy. Coming back into the room she was still laying where he had left her, picking up the rag and refreshing it he started brushing her fore head and the back of her neck, trying to gently get to wake up. Picking up the book her opened it to the index and scanned down the listings. It soon became apparent this was not a normal medical reference book.

There where subheadings titled with phrases like " bird forms", "Canine forms" and finally " feline forms" It was short and specific, Alternating hot and cold oatmeal baths to draw the toxins out that where a result of exposure to something the being was allergic to..
"your kidding me !?!" he said out loud. He tried to wake her up again but she just fluttered her eyes and drifted off again. The book said it could get serious.. he paced for a couple of minutes before finally making up his mind and he headed out to the kitchen to find the oatmeal.
She was still in the hot cycle after he got back. Sighing he went to the tub and started drawing a bath..
"come on Amber you got wake up" this was the third or fourth try.. damn he thought she is getting worse rubbing his face he made his choice and started to take her clothes off.

He tried to be clinical about it but she was beautiful and her skin was pink with the heat of her fever, but always the thought that she might be dying wouldn't let his mind wander too much from the task at hand ,he picked her up and walked in to the bath room where he gently lowered her in to the cool bath, then sat down to watch her to keep her head above the water.. and to wait for her to go in to the cool cycle.
after a few minutes she seem to be waking up. He felt relief wash over him.
Maybe it was the worry, or the distraction but somehow he had let the spell that concealed his true color falter and finally collapse.
 
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She could hear a strong voice. Holding her heart in its gentle grasp. The least it's what it felt like while drifting in the empty space in her mind. She couldn't see anyone. But felt warm gentle hands around her. trying to sooth her damaged heart. This wasn't normal, Amber thought. It wasn't some thing she was used to but she would will herself to accept it.

She felt her back in pain slightly still but it was not as bad as it was in the beginning. She opened her eyes. To her surprise she was in a bath tub. Her skin didn't feel as if she wanted to tare it off any more. Her tail floated and the fur spread out making it look larger then it was. Almost if a blanket was slightly covering her. Some one was with her.

Amber looked up and saw him. Her cheeks blushed bright as she bit onto her lower lip. At first she thought she died and gone to heaven but seeing those violet eyes. The worry on the mans face was warming her. She felt it was for her.

Amber whispered "Brian..?"
He looked better then was before. She wanted to reach out and smooth and sooth that worry from his face. She lifted her arm out of the water. Her muscles felt like lead but she willed herself anyways. She then realized she was naked before him. A small mewl escaped her as she failed to cover her chest with her stronger arm. She knew her arm wasn't fat enough to cover her full chest but least she felt little better as she willed her tail to curl over her lower half.

"Umm... well... this is awkward... But fyi... Blue and violet are my favorite colors...." Her eye brows wiggle as to give the not so sly hint.
 
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Enjoying the moment she became fully conscience as if he had been sleeping with her and had been lucky enough to have awaken before her. He kept his eyes focused on hers as she became aware of her state of undress, her embarrassment was charming and erotic in a gentle innocent way. He smiled at the half hearted attempt to cover her self, this too was gently erotic, her embarrassment wasn't so much that she was angry or felt violated, that was heart warming for him.
It seemed random, she just announced out of the blue what her favorite colors... then before he finished the thought the import of her words hit him. looking down at his hands he realized that he had let his camouflage drop. He started to say something and stopped there was nothing for it, now that both of their secrets had been revealed to each other in less than an hour and both quite by mistake.
Watching a shiver come over her he realized it was time for the warm bath and with out thinking he reached over and opened the drain and turned on the hot water, then he stiffened as she shrunk down to stay in the water he realized he was further revealing her..
The embarrassment shifted his color in to the lavender range, his blood was still red after al,l as he suddenly got up.
" um ..sorry I guess you ok enough to handle the next part.. I'll just wait outside.. and he turned to leave, stopping for a moment with his head facing away " ah.. the oat meal is there right next to the tub". He was forcing him self to leave when, what he really wanted to do was to gently wash her, let his hands slide across her soft skin, slippery with soap... shaking his head slightly to dislodge the thought.
 
She wanted to smile and she couldn't stop herself ether as she was still blushing. She was greatful for his kindness and was also happy that at least she wasn't the only one with a secret. He began to walk out but at the same time Amber didn't fully trust herself with herself feeling so weak.

"Umm. Brian.. You.. Don't hhave to leave. The hot water and.. With the fever. I."

She hated being weak and disliked asking anything. She knew it wouldn't really help but it helped her mind settle by pulling her tail over her more even if it was just a little bit.

"Untill I'm fully well that is... I don't fully trust myself... I'm still tired and I wouldn't want to risk falling asleep..."

She pulled her eyes from his. Unable to look at him straight in the face. Amber pointed under the sink where wash clothes and other soaps were hiding. With out meaning to her arm gave in. She hoped least he thought she had just laid it down instead of her muscles giving out again. The same thing she was sure she done the right thing by asking him to stay. He had to had help undress her so he already seen her body.

She gave a sigh while biting her lip. It would be no different of him staying longer of something he had already seen. She just hoped her back wasn't really seen and with her fair skin heating up in the pink and red tones that the scares would be camouflaged for now at least.
 
The look in her eyes and the waver in her voice, told him she truly didn't want to be alone. He smiled softly and gently closed the door turning to her, keeping his eyes on her face, he moved back and carefully adjusted the water temp then seeing where she had pointed he retrieved the wash cloth and soap. It was like she could read his mind, then he noticed the shampoo, "yes" he thought and grabbed it as well. measuring out the oatmeal he added it to the water swirling it in at her feet, he refused to presume anything, hoping that as the water took on a murky grey obscuring her, she would relax. He could feel her eyes on him as he went about his preparations, but he felt no anger only an embarrassment. finally he dragged a small stool next to the tub and sitting he began to wet her hair, pulling the silky tresses out gently untangling them as he went. wordlessly he let her know his intentions as he put a small amount of shampoo in his hands and began to work it in, carful to not tangle as he went, massaging her scalp, letting his mind relax in to the gentle rhythm of it, enjoying the feel of her hair in his hands. He felt her relax in the knowledge that he was entirely focused on her head. he had no intention of going farther, and yet his mind wandered, little fantasy's of washing all of her, then drying and.. he forced his mind back.. for now he was totally content. rinsing he looked back and found the conditioner and comb sitting on the counter so he worked that into her hair and then started to use the comb to spread it and work out any tangles that remained, eventually it was time to rinse the conditioner out. but he was too far gone in his enjoyment and with out thought he picked up the wash cloth applied soap to it , then he began to wash an arm , noticing every detail of her soft skin, letting his hands slide along it from her shoulder to her fingers. As he finished with her other arm he found he did not want to stop... the feet.. yes, but.. Giving voice to his concern and by that seeking permission to continue he posed his question.

" Are your feet ticklish?"
 
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She was still blushing while he helped her. He started to wash her head and hair and she felt as if she was at a spa being tended to. Brian wasn't kidding when he stated about with hands tho Amber wondered if he knew it as well?

When he worked on her arms and shoulders she kind of hoped he would done her back. But asking him to do more she already felt imposing. She did not want the soothing comfort feeling to go away.

Then he asked if her feet were ticklish. She smiled as if reading her mind. And the way the fever effected, her muscles were still on the aching side but it was as if his touch alone took the pain away.
Nipping her lip." My feet aren't that ticklish unless you go to do it on purpose. But I'll splash you and get you all wet if you do try and tickle me."
She smiled as she was still embarrassed but was feeling more comfortable around him.
 
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He felt a wave of relief wash over him, the soft tease signaled her increasing comfort with his presents, although he was tempted, just to see if she would make good on her threat and just to hear her laugh. Moving the stool to the other side of the tub he reached down and gently eased a foot up and applied a little soap, and began to kneed the soul of her foot steady pressure heavy enough not to tickle but light enough not to hurt. Slowly working his way up to her ankle then caffe using his hands to partly wash and partly massage, when he got to her knee he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before smoothing his hands back down her leg and moving to do the same to the next foot, he could see her relaxing , and yet.. he wasn't sure what else he saw in those beautiful eyes...but he knew one thing for sure, right now all he wanted was to feel her skin under his hands.. smiling gently and lifting an eye brow " your back?"
 
Amber was very relaxed by now she could almost fall asleep in the tub. The pain that was in her feet that seemed as if there was nothing that could make it go away, his touch and massaging made her feet better.

When asked about her back her cheeks blushed all over again but more for she still hoped her back was still red and the scares would not show. She would have said no but her back was the worst for some unknown reason. And with those velvet violet eyes she felt as if she couldn't say no.

Putting her arms over her chest Amber sat up more and turned her pack to him for better access. She didn't feel much more naked then as if she was covered in fur as like a real cat getting a bath. She couldn't help but smile at the relief that washed over her when he is touching her. It may have been something small but it was more comforting then he would ever know.

She didn't want to ruin the moment but Amber still felt as if she had some explaining to do of herself. She couldn't remember of what Brain had said earlier before he left the room for the hunt of the book. She would just have to wait till after the bath and also think of what she could do to repay him for all he's done. She gave a small glance around the bathroom and remembered the size of the guest room. She could make a list of things and hobbies that he was in and he could claim one of the other rooms as what ever he liked. She would have to do more thinking on the matter when her head was not so fuzzy with the soothing bath and her stomach softly growling.
 
Her soft blush and delicate modesty made him smile. She was beautiful and yet she seemed to not know it, he wondered idly how it could be, her seeming unawareness of her beauty. Mesmerized by the shape of her back, the muscles moving smoothly under her now pink skin. He slowly worked some lather in to his hands, sure he could use the wash cloth it would even do a better job, but then he wouldn't get to touch her. The feeling of her skin was soothing his own hurts and stress, so he focused intently on the sensation, letting her skin tell it's own tale to his hands. Then he felt a soft ridge on her back. No, two soft ridges on either side, as he focused his mind on them he felt a tingle on his fingers, He opened his mouth to pose a question then closed it. " no, now is not the time for questions" he thought and moved on to her middle and finally the lower back. Well, as much as he could reach that is. All too soon, he had washed and rinsed her. A flash of disappointment made him sigh inwardly. Standing he pulled a towel off the towel bar and spreading it wide he averted his gaze, looking away as she got out of the bath, wrapping the towel around her, he suddenly found himself with arms around her, so close he could feel the heat of the bath and her scent filled his head, her body gently pressing against his. The unintended intimacy forced a deep blush which was made worse because he knew, he was quite literally turning purple.

"aaaa, I, um " he stammered

If he let go the towel, it would fall, but if he didn't, she would feel the effect her proximity was having on him. making an already deep blush, in to a full blown embarrassment.
 
She felt him take his time right over where her wings used to be. As if knowing or unknown to him? She thought she heard him ask something but wasn't sure. When Amber had finally gotten out of the tub and into the towel he had his arms around her. It's was comforting being so close to some one. She couldn't help but give a smile as she heard him stammering something under his breath. But at the same time with him so close his breath hit her skin.

She assumed he was probably still thinking of the spots on her back. "I'll... Make a deal... If you can help me to my room upstairs then... I'll tell you about.. The lumps..."

She felt so small being close to him. As he lifted her she explained what she could. She still felt tired from now being so relaxed. She left out how his skin was changing one color to another put a smile on her face but didn't want to scare him off.

"I.. Used to have wings when I was younger.... But a tragedy happened and they.. were severed..." She visibly shuttered at the small memory and thought but she kept reminder herself it was a long time ago and she had to be a big girl now and not let the past affect her in such a way.

"Only recent has my back been acting up but it is possibly just working harder lately..." She was becoming curios of her guest and what his background was. But she would wait till he was ready to tell her.
 
As he bundled her up into his arms noticing how light she was, she began to talk softly.
"Wings" he thought and an image formed in his mind of her gloriuse form riding the warm air currents. It truly was a tragidy then. He felt tears threntning to form in his eyes as he mounted the stairs, he sqeezed her a little closer to him letting her scent comfort him. He wondered about the scars he couldn't see.
She added the last part as he gently placed her on her bed. Was that hope? He looked into her eyes and watched her push it back, "no" he thought she was not letting her self feel any hope. She was looking back expectantly, "ah, it's my turn then" smiling he sat down next to her on the bed, unable to help himself he gently stroked her cheek. and deadpanned....
" I am a Smurf" the smile slowly forming letting her know he was having her on. when she finaly smiled back have gotten the joke he continued.
" I was found in the great north west forest" breaking eye contact he hadn't thought about his child hood in some time.. " I don't know exaclty where as the Indians who lived there and apperntly found me, would not say, but they did insist to my adoptive parents that I never come back there.." He recalled that many times he had resolved to do just that...and puzzled over the reasons he had never made it.
" My family lived off the grid in the back country, so untill I was older I never realised just how diffrent I was, then when I was 15 , something happened, me my older sister and younger sister where playing hide and seek, normaly I sucked at it , being blue and all,I tend to stand out in the woods, so I remember being very frustraited that day and wishing I was invisable..." pausing to let the regret of that fatefull desision go.." well it worked.. I got my wish.. now it's not like I actualy became invisable, it was just my body took on the colors and patterns of my suroundings, Lucy ( my older sister), had looked straite at me and not seen me. Things changed after that.." Smirking again he continued " now you think I am an X-man..and yes I had a huge crush on Mystique.. it was too close for comfort and it was not real.." I don't know what I am, I have reserached but found nothing. " Havent been able to find the indians or get near that forest...and thats strange, because I have tried many times but something always happens."
looking back into her eyes he found himself leaning closer, then suddenly thier lips touched, he had kissed her!... he wasn't thinking about doing it.. it just happend he pulled back after the softess touch of her lips, electricty sliding from his lips up and down his spine.. had he gone too far? he wondered watching her for her reaction.
 
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