A/N Oh gosh. It's been too long. GASSSPPP. Is there even anyone reading this story? Hmm. Well, those who are reading, Please review! As a form of birthday present to me. (: It's my birthday. (I started this on my birthday, who knows when i'll finish this chapter?)
I don't own the characters!
"Hey G." Jake said, and he entered the shop, missing the surprised looks on both Fu and Lao Shi's faces.
"Yeah, Hey Jake." Fu started, "But aren't you supposed to be at home? Um.. Resting?"
Fu's words started a spark and it soon turned into fire. "Why is everyone treating me like i'm a fucking patient with bipolar disorder? Next thing you know, they're gonna send me to some shit therapist!" Jake struggled to keep cool, regretting his words the second they left his lips. With a sigh, he dropped his head, "Sorry. Shouldn't have gone off on you guys... I—Just want things to go back to normal..."
Who am I kidding, things will never be the same... He thought silently.
"It is fine, young dragon. Even the calmest oceans have its violent waves." Lao Shi comforted with another Mantra that Jake couldn't understand.
"So, anything going on in the Magical World? I feel like a mission is on hand today." Jake said, suddenly filled with energy.
"Are you sure—" Fu stumbled in his words, "I mean, yeah. It's nothing serious, just trolls tormenting the dwarfs again."
"I'm on it!" And he left before any could say a word.
They looked after his back as he walked off. "A little too excited, ain't he?"
!#$%^&*!
"Am Drag in da house!" Jake swept down from the sky, sending a storm of dust towards the rouge Trolls. Taking advantage of that moment's distraction, he burst through the wall of sand and dust, tackling the rouges. Enjoying himself, he laughs, flying some distance, then swerving back again, repeating. The Trolls run, their hands on their heads, screaming. A roar of cheer emits from behind on of the bushes. An entire village run out, their leader thanking Jake with sincere gratitude. Jake kept silent. He gave a slight nod when necessary and accepted their thanks. With a large smile, Jake flies away from there, headed home.
Is this.. what it was like? The only thing missing from my life now is her...
Jake began to wonder if that man was really God. If that man was really going to grant him that wish. But even if he did. She wouldn't remember me. She would have a life of her own. With a family who loves her and her twin sister. She will be happy. And if she's happy, he will be—or at least he'll try. For her.
He felt his lips quirk at the thought of Rose. Happy as a teenage girl, where her biggest worries was who she would go with to prom, to Homecoming...
I'm sure of it. This is what I want for her.
Looking up, beyond the clouds, he sent a silent prayer.
Can you hear me? I...I know what I want. I want her to be happy with her own life. Please.
It started as a tingling sensation in the center of his chest and he knew. He heard him. Sending a soft 'Thanks', he continued on his journey home.
!#$%^&*!
"Jake!" Jake's mom called out, "Are you coming down for dinner?"
"No! I'm not feeling well, I'll just take a nap." He responded, trudging up the stairs, to his bedroom.
"Okay! I'll bring it up for you later."
"Mm." He sat on the bed, then laid down. He felt rather drowsy. To think he'd have enough sleep after all those Dreams with Rose. His eyelids swept his black eyes and he soon fell asleep.
He opened his eyes and met the familiar ocean blue ones. "Hey, beautiful." She smiled.
Pushing him playfully on the arm, "Hey yourself, sweet talker."
"These lips are meant for you and only you." He said, pushing his bottom lip out, puckering up.
"Don't you forget it." She pulled him in for a kiss. The kiss went deeper and her lips parted, her taste flooded his mouth. And he swore he could never bring himself to regret this. Daring to venture further, he gripped her hips, pulling her closer and closer. With a soft chuckle, her lips still connected to his, she pushed lightly on his chest, politely asking to stop before one thing leads to another. "Well." She exhaled, running her fingers through her hair. "How was your day?"
He leaned back and supported himself on his hands, "It was okay... I went for a mission today..." For the first time in weeks, or months. I lost count. He silently added. "And.. I snapped at Fu and Gramps." He said, voice quiet and fill with regret. "I guess I gotta get a hold of my temper."
She frowned. "You shouldn't go off on them like that..." She broke off. "Never mind."
Silence.
"What about you?" Jake asked.
"Huh?"
"How was your day or night or stay or.. whatever?" Rose raised an eyebrow. "Nothing, I mean, I've always been doing the talking. Now it's your turn."
"Well... I talked to my Grandma."
Jake gave a large smile. "And...?'
"She's great. And she asked me about you."
"Oh? And?" A once-lost gleam again in his eyes, "I bet you guys talked for the entire day and probably haven't finished, because.." He paused for good measure, "After all, you are talking about none other than, me." And for so long, he finally felt his cocky smile reach his eyes.
And they sat there, in his room of the Dream Realm. Just talking. Telling each other about the days they had, and occasionally the events they missed. Or, perhaps those that were humorous.
But.
There was one thing that kept nagging him even though how hard he tried to push it aside.
His wish.
I—I'll just spend this time with her. And..And that would be it.
"Rose?"
"Yeah?" She swung her head, her blonde tresses swaying.
"You know I love you, right?"
Her heart warmed as he said those words. "Say it again. Please."
"I love you."
"Again." She demanded, feeling the tears building in her eyes. She just wanted to hear him say it over and over again.
"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." With every time, he moved closer, "I love you," He brushed his lips against hers. She made a soft sound.
Cupping his cheek, she kissed him—soft and desperate, moving to his ear, "I love you, too."
"Again." He now demanded. His blood heated and his senses hummed to life, like someone flicking an electric switch in his system.
"I love you." Jake now had her in his tight embrace, wishing he'd never have to let her go.
"Thank you." He whispered, voice cracking.
He squeezed, loving her presence in his arms. But she was fading. She was fading! He reached to grab her only for to slip through his fingers, her image evaporating into the air. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. Why couldn't he be with her? It just seemed like Fate always broke them apart, be it the different worlds, or just the bad choice of timing.
"Thank you for granting my wish," He whispered. "Thank you for giving her life back."
And he sat in his Dream. The scenery around him soon faded to grey.
Thank you.
!#$%^&*!
He awoke, breathing heavily. Catching his breath, he let a loud sigh.
Back to normal it is. He pledged.
Sitting up, he heard the crumpling of paper. Finding the source, he picked it up. It was a small note. On the front, it read Jake.
Turning it over, it said.
Because you wanted so much more.
Signed,
A friend.
"Does this mean...?"
There were several hasty knocks on the door. And there were voices, one so very familiar. Happiness overwhelming him, Jake leapt from bed, racing down the hall way, stopping on top of the stairs. It was true. She was back.
"Jake!" Her eyes sparkled with delight.
He raced down the steps, and she raced towards him. And they collided, falling to the ground. Laughing, and for that few seconds, they forgot everything, but the two of them. She kissed sloppily, missing his lips and ending on his chin instead. Giving a lewd chuckle, she kissed him—properly this time.
Thank you, oh Lord... He thought in a flash.
A/N The END! HEHE. LOL. Who am I kidding? This is totally not the end. MUHAHAHA. And please review, for the sake of my bdae! (: (: