Battle of the Supernatural

Short hair?

Amy up top, but with gorgeous blue eyes.

I wake up with the feeling of someone ruining their hands through my short white hair. I try not to smirk at this. I keep a blank face as Amy continues to mess with my hair. I know it's Amy because of how close her wonderful cinnamon and mint scent fills my nose. I can also tell is because, she seems to be on top of me, literally. I just lay there for a few more minutes while she plays with my hair.

I then let out a throaty chuckle, she freezes and starts to pull away. But I'm already moving. I twist and pin her down under me. She squeaks in surprise. I open my eyes and smirk, "Morning, love. Have fun? Quite honestly I was liking you playing with my hair, it's quite relaxing if I do say so myself." She squeaks again when I lean down until our faces are less then an inch away, "hmm, but I have a question. Why were you playing with my hair? You seemed quite amused by it." I let out a chuckle, "is it because it's white?"

She nods which bring our faces closer, "hmm?" I lean down and whisper in her ear, "go ahead ask me." She twists her wrists a little bit, trying to get out of my hold. I move back and look into her eyes. I smile, "aren't you going to ask me, love? Come on don't leave me hanging!" I smirk. Her eyes go to my smirking lips which makes my smirk widen.

She stutters, "w-why is y-your hair white and s-short?" Huh, I wasn't expecting her to ask why it's short. Hmm, well might as well give her an answer and a half.
I smile, "well that wasn't that bad, I'm not going to bite......well if you want me to I will." I wink and she blushes bringing her head up to hide it in the crook of my neck. I laugh softly and let her go. I sit up and pull her on my lap so she's straddling me. I almost double over laughing when her face gets more red and tries to hide in the crook of my neck again. But I keep a blank mask on holding in my laughter until it passes.

I few seconds later I lean back so I can see her facex to see its back to its normal tanned color, "do you....? Want to why, about my hair not the biting I mean." I say with a laugh as she looks up at me. Yes I said up, she had to tilt her head a little to look at me. Right now it's only about a inch or so.

I sigh and move my head to rest on her shoulder. She wraps her arms around my shoulders which surprised me but I don't move, " which one do you want to know first?" She takes a few seconds to think, "Why is your hair short?" I chuckle, I thought she would want to know why my hairs white first. Huh, guess I was wrong, but I guess I better answer her, "my hairs always been short. I've never had long hair. I've trained to be a soldier all my life. I've never really acted like a teenage girl is supposed to. I don't really know how to act like one sometimes. I've only known to be a soldier, warrior, trainer, the White Terror as some like to put it. I've been called many things, I may be strong and respected my most but I've always been called a monster, a freak. And I've never had a normal childhood, I've been trying so hard to keep Leona's life normal. Unlike my own life.....ive never acted like this....like I am towards you. I'm always the strong person that can handle anything. Some think I don't have emotions." I stop and chuckled weakly and hold onto Amy tighter, "I don't even talk about things like I am with you that often. They think that nothing can hurt me even emotionally. But....gods! They have no idea how much emotions I have bottled up." Tears fall down my face. I can't stop them even if I tried. Amy moves so we're face to face. She wipes my tears away with her sweat....well my sweater.

I look down and laugh weakly. I just noticed how underdressed we are. I'm still in my sweats, sports bra and shoes. But Amy is only in my sweater. I pick up Amy and get off the bed, "let's get some cloths for you, love. Ill ask and see if Blondy will let's go shopping for cloths. I don't mind going like this but....." I growl and flash my gold eyes, startling her, "I don't want you going out like that." She hesitantly nods. I smile and move towards towards the door only to feel Amys hand wrap around my-now healed-bicep. I look down at her only to feel her arms wrap around my neck bringing me down a little to her height.

She puts her forehead head to mine, "I'm sorry." I look at her confused, "for what love?"
She's closes her eyes and takes a deep breathe then opens them, "for asking that, I didn't know. I'm sorry if I'm bringing up bad memories." I smile sadly at her, then try to cover it up with a laugh, "dont worry about it, love. I was the one to tell you to ask me. And I told you, it's okay." She looks at my lips, hers thinning, not believing me. Then she nods and brings her lips to mine. To say I was shocked was an understatement. I was happy, but surprised. I relax and wrap my arms around her waist bringing her closer, her body molding against mine.

I pull away and smirk when a pout forms on her face, "come now, love. Don't pout," I laugh, "we need to put some pants on you, if we're going to the mall."

Hope you liked it! Sorry for it being short. Well anyways! Later!!