The Lightning To My Icy Storm ( Spark X Blanche)

You never know

Candela's POV:

I looked straight at Noire as I laughed. I couldn't believe his words; me joining his team or atleast being allies with Team Rocket?

No way...

"Not going to happen, sweetheart" I said, laughing.

"...What's so funny? I missed the joke?" Noire scoffed.

"You are the joke"

"Oh please. You wouldn't like your little friend hurt-"

"You can't hurt him"

"Watch me"

"Try, then. I'll be waiting here"

"Oh, so you grew bored of him?"

I hardened my fists, looking straight at Noire.

"...Shots backfired, Candela?" He responded while smirking.

"Not at all" I responded, grabbing his hand with my hot hand from the anger.

"Gosh! It stings!" He groaned.

"Good"

"You know, you like to give me pain on purpose"

"It's an honour to do so"

"Well, since you enjoy doing it, would you like to do the honours on making this suffering more evident?" He said while leaning me closer to him.

"You wish" I responded meeting his bitter lips as I stood up from the hospital bed.

I missed those bittersweet and evil lips he had. I missed the coldness of them, even if they were warm as the morning sun.

Suddenly a nurse came in, stumbling upon our moment.

"How are you feeling Ma'am-" The nurse said as she gasped, dropping her notepad.

"..."

"Blanche? Is that you?! I thought that you were with Spark!"

"Blanche??!!" Noire said as he turned around to face the surprised nurse.

"He's not Blanche..." I responded while sitting down.

"Sir! You can not be here-"

"Do you think I care?"

"Noire, take it easy-"

"I'm calling security if you don't leave right now!"

"Go ahead"

The nurse turned around to step out of the room when all of the sudden Noire slams the door shut with a twist of his cold hands.

"NOIRE" I shouted while pulling them apart.

"What, sweetheart?" He responded while glaring at the nurse.

"You should go"

"...I'll escort you outside-" The nurse said before being cut off.

"I don't need a petty nurse to guide me" He said as he left the room, opening it to simply slam the door once again.

Blanche's POV:

I leaned against the door, looking around while hearing the professor on the other side.