The Adventures Of Leetu

A Letter From Kai

You know that feeling? The feeling you get when you're doing something right? That feeling where you undeniably know that what you were doing was meant to be?

This was it. This was meant to be. I leaned closer into his euphoric lips. Falling deeper and deeper into his warm embrace. His soft lips touching mine ever so gently, making my knees go weak.

I wanted to be with him forever.

As the seconds flew by, our kiss seemed to go deeper and deeper. His tongue gently brushing over mine, making me lose all sense of rationality. The slight moan coming from my lips made him grab me by the hips, pulling me flush against him. His rough colossal hands caressing the skin beneath my clothing. I was going insane.

I wanted more. I wanted him.

The euphoric feeling suddenly left me, making me groan. His soft lips no longer on mine. His touch was gone aswell. I quickly opened my eyes, only to see nothingness.

He wasn't there...

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The cacophony of sounds emanating from the pub, woke me from my deep sleep. Laying there on the bed, I looked next to me. Tsavia was in some clothing that could be classified as strings (but are probably her night ware), sleeping peacefully. How she managed that without waking up from the ruccus ,was beyond me.

After last night's incident, Tsavia found me. Lost and confused on the bench next to the pub. She asked what was wrong, but I couldn't tell her. I didn't know how. So I was silent, not saying a word for the whole night. I guess she understood though. She helped me up, gave me something to drink and eat and helped me into bed. I guess she was watching me, making sure I was okay untill finally falling asleep herself. Looking back at her I felt a deep appreciation for my best friend, while she was snuggling her white cotton pillow. Even though she's always scaddin clad and has a personality that could kill, she's still a wonderfull and amazing person. Most of all, she's an amazing friend and I don't know what my life would've been without her.

Looking back to the ash coloured ceiling, listening to the ruccus in the room below me, I let my thoughts wander to the happenings from last night. What did happen? I was feeling bad about the whole Red, Edwin story but then five minutes after the incident, I was sucking the lips of someone I didn't even really know. What has gone into me? And Edwin, oh Edwin. He can't find out what happened. He just can't.

Then the thought hit me. I cheated on Edwin... Why would I ever do that!? I loved Edwin. Yes, he was full of himself and everything, but he was caring, sweet and always stayed by my side. How could I have let this happen. What is wrong with me? A tear escaped my eye as I thought about what I have done. Edwin was never going to forgive me if he found out.

I never felt so ashamed in my entire life and I didn't even know the familiar stranger's name... My thoughts seem to wander back into his embrace. The meer thought of his warm touch giving me chills. Those intense stormy blue eyes that could read my soul. Everything about him seeming to drag me deeper and deeper into a trance. I quickly snapped out of it and thought of Edwin. Edwin never forced me to kiss him or anything, he was a good guy. He wanted to wait untill I felt like I was ready... My first kiss was meant for Edwin. Not for the familiar stranger. I betrayed him. Then I thought of the familiar stranger disappearing right after the incident.

How did he disappear? Was everything that happened all in my head? Or did he use a special artifact to disappear or maybe speed away? I had no clue either way of what had happened... and it's not like he tried to prevent it. So maybe the familiar stranger likes me? What am I going to do if he liked me? As an exhausted groan escaped my mouth, Tsavia began to stir. I should probably be more quiet... but how the hell does my groan wake her up and not the ruckus going on downstairs? Tsavia really is a strange elf. Tryjng to distract myself from my intruding thoughts, I slowly got up from the bed.

Heading toward the wooden cupboard, I saw an envelope standing on the table. Curiosity flooded my body, making my feet quickly tip toe their way towards it. Who could it be from? I wonder if it's from Granny Noon. She's probably worried sick that I'm not at home yet. I should probably write her a letter or something. Taking the envelope in my hand, I immediately noticed something really odd. A sigil of some kind. It was a dragon like creature in the middle of lines making a slight circle.

I didn't know what this sigil meant or what it could represent. All I knew was that this letter REALLY wasn't from Granny Noon. Envelope in hand, I quickly looked towards Tsavia still sleeping form. The letter is probably for her. Why hasn't she opened it yet? You know what? I'll just be a good friend and open it for her. Should probably make sure the contaminants of the letter isn't spam or something.

Slowly and quietly I opened the envelope. Taking out the light red letter inside, I began to read.

My dearest Tsavia.

I hope you are faring well my beauty?

I must say I do miss our little conversations much. It really is a heart ache to go this long without you.
I presume that it is such a burden for you aswell.

Yet I long for that sweet embrace once more my love. My heart aches for the soft touch of your lips. Lips that could make any man's dead heart beat a flutter. I mourn for the time wasted without you here by my side. The light seems duller without your presence here. I do so hope that you soon decide to be in my arms once again, where you truly belong.

My desire burns like an open flame and wait for your return.

Ourivou my dearest Tsavia.

Xoxo
Kai

P.S.

There has been a slight change in plans. We have decided that it is in our best interest if dear old Damascar was to take your place in the little detour you were doing.

I read the letter over and over again, trying to make sense of the contents. Did Tsavia have a boyfriend or fling that she hasn't talked about? This Kia fellow does seem inlove with her. I'm actually surprised she hasn't talked about him yet. I look back at her sleeping figure with a slight smile. She probably will tell me in the future.

There was still something not quite right with this letter though. Who is Damascar? Who is this "WE"? Replacing her? Detour? What detour?

There was one thing I knew for sure though... I can't let Tsavia find out that I've read that letter.

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Another wonderfully mysterious chapter. Hope you enjoyed it!*