Maybe (COMPLETED)

Chapter Fourteen

Suprise! This chapter will be from Mekhi's point of view - i kept imagining what he was thinking and I just had to write it down.

Mekhi's P.O.V:

I knew exactly what Isaak was on about but I had to ask the question. Making people awkward and nervous was one of my fav past times. I watched Isaak's shocked face as he searched for an answer. His mouth opened and closed like a dying fish. "Well?" I pushed, resisting the urge to poke him in the guts. "Like what?"

"You know what." He finally decided on answering.

I inwardly rolled my eyes. Typical bloody answer. Boring too. Couldn't he just spit it out? It can't be that hard to say 'sex', could it? I mean I assumed thats what he was referring to.

"No I don't actually." I kept my voice out of sarcasm and simply irritated and curious. I swear if the little onama said 'yes you do' I was gonna -

"Yes you do." He sighed in reply.

My teeth grit together aggressively and I felt my fists tighten and muscles clench. I knew I should try and handle my temper but it was just so hard. Isaak noticed my sudden pissed off state and sidestepped a little, which put him off the path. What a wuss.

"J-jeez, calm down." He muttered defensively.

"Is it really that hard to tell me what you wouldn't give him?" I growled.

He flinched at my tone. "Well... he... I mean, Kyle... I guess as the bad boy and player he was he... he you know, wanted to get some... and I... I'm just not ready for that." He finally managed to force out the words.

He wasn't really embarrassed enough though. "You mean sex?" I asked bluntly.

He flushed a bright pink and his discomfort made me feel better. "Do you have to be so blunt?"

"Yes." I replied, shoving down my amusement and keeping my voice and face flat and deadpan. "It's not like it's hard to say. Sex, spelt S E X, also called making love, fucking -"

"Okay!" Yelped Isaak. "Just because I've never done it before doesn't mean I don't know what it is."

"So you are a virgin?"

Isaak's red flush deepened. "Yes." Then he added defensively: "I am only 19, you know."

I frowned. What was that supposed to mean? I lost my virginity to a girl when I was 15, and when I realised girls weren't my thing I fucked a guy on my 17th birthday. I wasn't sure whether to take Isaak's comment as a compliment or an insult.

"Oh... wow... you're 19... sweet... I'm 22 if you're interested in knowing..." I gave him a look that said 'who cares about your age' and hoped he could read it.

He was still blushing furiously and glaring at his shoes, obviously refusing to take the bait and say anything else that would cause him anymore embarrassment.

Spoil sport.

I smiled with fake warmth, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. "It's okay..." I murmured, lacing my tone with seduction, and dragging my hand down the boy's arm, "fucking isn't the only thing we can try."

My comment was pretty pathetic, really, but it still got a reaction out of Isaak. His whole face and ears turned red, his shoulders tensed up and he tripped over a rock. I grabbed onto his hip to steady him and pushed him forward when he stopped walking.

He pushed his side against mine - whether it was intentional or not I wasn't sure - which caused me to unconsciously tighten my grip on his hip. A small gasp escaped his lips at my action.

The noise was an instant turn on, and I viciously shoved down the urge to shove the onama's body against the nearest tree and slam our mouths together. To taste him in my mouth, to push our bodies against each others and...

For God's sake Mekhi! I growled at myself, gritting my teeth together and almost shoving Isaak away. I closed my eyes to get rid of the images but it only made them more clear. Trying not to growl aloud, I glanced sideways at the open mouthed, shocked Isaak.

Upon noticing my eyes kept staring at that open mouth I forced my gaze away.

I've got problems I swear. I go from happy, to pissed, to teasing to really really lustful in a matter of minutes. I've gotta start doing something about it, I mean surely it's no good for my health.

Isaak didn't say anything else, thank the fucking lord. If he had I probably would have lost it and either smashed my fist against his jaw (and proceed to slam him into the ground and smash his face in) (excuse my violent thoughts) or smash my lips against his (and proceed to kiss every single inch of his body and make him moan my name) (excuse my sexual thoughts).

With a charged sigh I looked up at Ash's and Archer's backs. They were oblivious to mine and Isaak's conversation but I wished Ash had seen it, then he'd quit with thinking I liked him. Seriously every time he insinuated that I had a crush on him I had a dangerous urge to assassinate him. Don't get me wrong, I really liked him. But not like that... I mean... weird much. He was like a little brother to me.

But I understood why Ash thought that, I mean I did treat him differently to everyone else, and obviously I cared about him a lot, and I did flirt with him from time to time but I was only teasing.

Archer glanced back and our gazes locked. His eyes narrowed when he looked at me, as per usual. I resisted the urge to ask him what his problem was. I know he didn't like me, I didn't like him either so it was a mutual relationship. But lately his looks have been a bit different.

I hope he hasn't caught on.