A/N: Hey! If you are not comfortable with the last part of this chapter, just skip it.
Thanks!Y/N's POV:
"So, you can come to the Christmas party?" I asked Randy. He nodded and got to his feet. I glanced outside and saw the snow whipping around in the wild wind outside. "Yeah, except this cast is gonna mess with my suit," he said, looking at the white thing that held his arm down.
"Ok. And how much longer do you have to stay here?" I asked. Randy shrugged and smiled at me.
"Just until spring. Not very long!" I blinked at him and sighed when I got to my own feet. I went for the door when Randy blocked my way with a charming look.
"Heeeyy, where you going?" He asked. I raised a corner of my smile and went around him. But I felt Randy's fingers lace between my own and pull me back to him. Now we were face to face, my hand on his chest and his on my shoulder. "Uhh...," I said. We both blushed and locked eyes, frozen in place before we broke. I walked out of the room and almost blacked out. My face was warm and I knew it was red.Later That Night, At The Party
The music was festive and many people had ugly sweaters on. The main lights were black and the strobe lights were red, green, purple, and white, flashing around the room. I was dressed that night in black tights with a red dress that came down to my knees, the sleeves were long and came to my wrists with white stripes and sparkles.
My shoes were a dark gray with shiny gemstone flowers on top of the toes. My hair was braided and in a perfect bun with dark green gemstone earrings. "Hey! Y/N!" I looked back at the entrance and saw Howard, who already had a glass of punch and a piece of cake that was dressed in red, green, and white. "Where's Randy?" he asked, stuffing the cake in his mouth. I stared at him in a disgusted look. I shook my head and shrugged.
"I don't know. I thought he was coming with you," I said back. We looked at each other and had the same idea. We wandered around the party, calling out Randy's name. Me and Howard somehow got split up and I was alone with people dancing around me and calling out the words of the songs. "Randy!" I yelled. Suddenly, someone grabbed my hand and pulled me close. I nearly kicked the guy in the shin before I realized it was Randy. He smiled at me. "There you are! Been looking for you," he said as he let go of my hand.
"Hey. Same here," I said with a smile back. We walk back through the crowd and see Howard talking to a girl with black and dark blue streaks in it. "Looks like someone else is on date night," I said sarcastically. Randy laughed and I just thought that a few days ago, he was unconscious in the hospital, and now, he was awake and with me.
I really wanted to tell him my secret, that I was the protector of the Ninja. But, could I trust him? Of course I could! But... I sighed at the thought of keeping this from him. "Hey, crazy Christmas people!" the DJ hollered to the crowd.
"Hey, DJ!" we answered back. "What up!?"
"Y'all know what time it is! It's time to start the remix of all the Christmas songs! Now, get up on your feet. The dance floor is calling yo name!" he said, flipping a black disk onto a CD player. The remix of Carol Of The Bells came on and I smiled at the song.
"Hey, come on!" he said. I didn't know what happened until we were running towards the dance floor and just dancing our lives away! I laughed, I danced, and I didn't have a care in the world what people thought of me. I was happy. It had felt so long since I had felt this way. But, I was with Randy. How could you not be happy!? Then, the music switched to another remix, but it was slow at the start. Randy reached out for my hand like he did before and pulled me close. During the slow part, we were caught in each other's eyes. I tried to keep calm, but I knew my face was exploding with heat and redness. I glanced away before the base drop.
And when it did, I had expected Randy to let go. But he didn't. He had his uncasted arm on my shoulder, his eyes attached to mine. "Uhh, Randy?" I asked. He just stared at me, love warming his eyes.
"Yeah, Y/N?" he asked, finally.
"Wh-what's wrong?" I stuttered, my face feeling even warmer. Suddenly and unexpectedly, he moved his head closer in. His eyes were half closed. I felt terror ignite in my bones and my heart before his lips touched mine. I was simply frozen for a moment before going limp. No, not limp like falling to the floor. Just not wanting to move anything. I loved the feeling but hated it at the same time. I wanted to leave, to escape, anything! But I wanted to stay. I wanted to feel Randy's hands on my arms and I wanted him to hold me. Most of all, I wanted him to kiss me. Soon, he departed and we walked off the dance floor to the edges of the room, where not many people were.
"Randy...," I said. "Yes, my love?" he answered sweetly. "What is it?" I needed to do it. I had to. It was on my mind and I couldn't shake it. I grabbed the collar of Randy's red flannel sweater and pulled him into a kiss. My eyes were closed and I felt no fear. After about a minute, we broke apart. I smiled at him before he kissed me again.
His tongue and mine were together, intertwined with each other. I finally couldn't hold back the blush that broke through to my face. Finally, he departed and looked at me with half eyes. "Randy...," I whispered, trying to catch my breath.
"Shhhh," he said, bringing his head forward. I suddenly found myself with Randy's tongue and mouth pressed against my neck. Now, I wanted to leave. I wanted to tear away and run home... actually, run anywhere other than here!
And what made me even more want to do this was when we came closer to my collarbone. I felt my limpness coming back, and I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him. He moved a little, but didn't move away. "Randy. Move off," I said. He didn't listen, until I pushed him harder, making him move off. And now, I think he realized that I hadn't wanted that. "Y/N...I... I'm so sorry!" he said. I blinked many times, trying to calm down and cool down.
"I... I need to... yeah. Sorry," I said. I walked away, my limbs feeling numb. I walked away from the situation and to the punch table. "Hey, girl," Howard's voice was a familiar sound and a friendly voice to hear. "What's up?" I wanted to spill my guts out to him, wanted to tell him how mad I was at Randy for seducing me. But I had to keep my cool. I politely said, "Nothing much, just Randy being a total shoob and all. You?" Howard stared at me with wide eyes and dropped his punch cup.Randy's POV:
What have I done!? Oh, god. Y/N probably hates me now... I sat down on the floor with my hands over my eyes and I wanted to just curl up into a ball and hide from society. I didn't know what I was doing! I loved her so much, I could have sworn she had the same idea. But, she didn't apparently. I felt like an idiot, a shoob. She loved it at first, the way she gripped the collar of my sweater.
"Randy Cunningham, what the juice have you done?" Howard scolded. I looked up to see him standing over me. His eyes weren't lit with anger. That was surprising. They were filled with forgiveness. I stood up and hung my head, not wanting to look at him. I was so embarrassed! "I... I... I didn't mean to... What I'm trying to say is... I mean,... Gahhhh! Why is this so hard?!" I exclaimed, running my fingers through my dark hair. I just wanted to die. Howard rolled his eyes at me, as if he could have summed it up in about three words.
"You tried to seduce Y/N?" He asked. I could not believe that Howard had just asked that. "No!! I..."
He was right. I just didn't know what I was doing. I was sort of in a trance, so wrapped up in Y/N's beauty and her eyes. Howard patted my back and lead to me to the snack bar and ordered me a glass of punch. I sighed and drank that down with my guilt. I just hoped that Y/N wasn't mad at me! I loved her. I loved her more than anything I had ever known and I never wanted her to be angry or embarrassed with me. And before I knew it, Y/N was sitting next to me. I wanted to escape. I wanted to let go of my fear.
"Randy?" She said, no emotion in her voice. I flinched at my name and turned around slowly. She eyed the ground before looking at me. "I think... that we-"
"Please, Y/N! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. Please, don't say we're over or anything!!" I pleaded. There was an awkward silence between us for the moment.
"I was just saying," she said annoyed, "that we need to tone it down on the... yeah. But we aren't breaking up. There is nothing in this world that I would do to break up with you." She smiled at me and I felt all the weight of the situation fall off my shoulders.
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