Fire and Ice | By : DrusillaDeWynter Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 3927 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders. All recognizable characters, situations etcetera belongs to the very talented, smart S. E. Hinton. Anything that is not recognized from the book or movie belongs to Me.
A/N- That being said, if anyone wishes to archive this, please ask first, give proper credit where credit is due, and archive it with my permission, of course. I just would like to know where this story would be posted, is all. Anyway, after a few weeks, I have finally gotten around to writing more to this story. I have started several different versions of this chapter, but I wasn’t satisfied with the other attempts. I hope that this one will turn out better than the others. As always, read and review. Enjoy this chapter and now….on with the show.
Chapter Eleven- Here in the Real World (Pony’s POV)
Weak, pale sunlight filtering through the window and slanting across my eyes finally woke me up from my deep slumber. Blinking my eyes rapidly, raising my hands to wipe the film of sleep from them, I frowned. Looking out the window I surmised the time to be around 6 or 6:30; I hated being awoken at this time of the morning.
Stretching out the kinks that sleeping on the couch had caused, I jumped a bit when I hit hard flesh behind me. Looking behind me quickly, I noticed the sprawled out, sleeping figure of Dally, one arm thrown across my hip. I don’t know how I could have missed that, because I sure noticed it now, my flesh tingling from the touch.
With a grunt, I extricated myself from Dally’s embrace, pushing myself up with my good hand. Walking towards the kitchen, I noticed the slumbering figures of Johnny, Steve and Two Bit. Johnny, for the first time since I’ve known him, looked peaceful in repose. Two Bit and Steve merely looked beat up and worked over. It really must have been some fight for those two to have so many bruises and slight cuts. It’s funny how morning light can cause things to show up that the night would otherwise hide.
Shaking my head, I walked on into the kitchen and to the fridge. Since the gang had been taking care of me, I decided to make them all breakfast, which is unusual for me to want to cook for all of them. I grabbed the carton of eggs and the bacon; I placed them on the counter and grabbed a clean skillet out of the cabinet. Igniting the burner, I placed the skillet on the hot eye. After the skillet was hot enough, I started to place strips of bacon in it. That done, I started mixing up some pancake batter and, once done, got another skillet out, put some butter in it, and poured some of the mixture in.
I grabbed a spatula, flipped the bacon and started to get out plates and forks. Once the bacon was done, I placed a few strips on each plate, quickly flipped the pancake and started cracking the eggs, carefully with only having one good hand. Within a few minutes, the eggs were done and I had most of the pancakes done. Just as I was flipping the last one, Darry and Soda walked in, looking surprised at seeing me cooking a full breakfast.
“Morning, kiddo, what are you doing cooking when you’re supposed to be resting?”
“I figured I’d make breakfast for everyone since you were fighting last night and were probably tired. Soda, would you get the others up?”
Nodding, Soda walked into the other room and, grabbing a pillow, smacked each one awake, except for Dally. Apparently, even Soda wasn’t daring enough to do such to Dallas Winston. I laid the last plate on the table and walked in to awaked said devil myself.
Sitting down beside his hip, I laid a hand on his shoulder and shook it slightly. When that didn’t get a response I shook harder and spoke his name. With a grunt the brilliant blue eyes opened, lighting upon my face and warming up from the usual ice blue to a warm sea blue.
“C’mon, Dal, breakfast is ready.”
I pushed myself up again, grimacing slightly. Dally got up, placing his hand on my lower back and propelling me towards the kitchen. I sat down, Dal beside me and we ate our breakfast.
After breakfast was through, Dal herded me back into the front room, making me lie down on the couch. He sat beside me, propping my head in his lap, fingers running through my hair. I heard dishes rattling and looked into the kitchen, watching for a moment as Darry did dishes. The others walked in, sitting on the floor, Two Bit turning on the TV to watch Mickey.
Soda went to get ready for work, Steve running into our bathroom to do the same. Johnny sat down in front of the couch, near my feet. Relishing the feel of Dally’s fingers running through my hair, I lost myself in the moment, time passing without my notice until Darry came to stand in front of me.
“Now you take it easy today, kiddo, no hard stuff. We don’t want you going back into the hospital. Dal, you watch him and make sure he takes it easy.”
“Don’t worry, Dare, I’ll keep an eye on him. He won’t be getting into no trouble.”
With a nod and a quick goodbye, Darry walked out of the house, starting our pickup and honked the horn to get Soda and Steve into gear. The two in question walked out of mine and Soda’s bedroom, Soda’s hair slightly mussed and his lips darker and slightly swollen. My eyes darted to Steve, his hair wasn’t quite as perfect as usual, lips in the same state as my brother’s. Steve caught my eye, our gaze staying locked for a moment before I nodded slightly, as best I could in the position I was in. Steve nodded back, understanding lighting his eyes before the two walked out the front door.
Dallas, ever aware, had noticed and looked down at me. In a whisper he asked, “What was that about, Pony?”
“Just an understanding between Steve and me. Maybe Soda’ll get what he’s been wanting for a long time now, in more ways than one I think.”
I smiled, feeling better than I had in a long time. Dallas smiled back, eyes lit up.
“Hey Dal, wanna take a walk? I need to get out of this house and move around a bit.”
I gave him a pleading look, my lower lip pouting a bit and saw his eyes darken. With a nod of acquiesce, he helped me to get up before getting to his feet himself. We walked to the bedroom so I could get dressed, closing the door behind us.
I smiled, more than a touch evilly, and grabbed the front of Dally’s shirt, pulling him close to me. Dal looked down at me, eyes warm and limpid, before leaning down the scant few inches, locking his lips to mine and kissing me. Moving closer I lifted my hand up to his shoulder, grabbing it while kissing him aggressively, my teeth nipping at his lower lip before darting my tongue into his open mouth. His taste hit my tongue, warm and spicy and I moaned.
Apparently shocked at my aggressiveness, it took Dallas a moment to move, but he soon came out of it, locking his arms around me and grinding his hips into mine.
We stayed like that, mouths locked, bodies plastered together, hips grinding, for a long time before we came back down to earth. Wrenching our mouths apart, we gasped for air. I watched Dal, chest heaving as he was breathing hard, eyes dark and desire filled, lips red and swollen. He made a beautiful picture, a fallen angel with his hair lit up by the sun, sensuous features sun dappled.
Our eyes locked for a moment before he looked away, turning to get some clean clothes out of the closet. He turned back around, placing the clothes on the bed, striding back to me quickly. He helped me out of my shirt and pants, grabbed the clean clothes and helped me into them, fastening my jeans and sitting me down. After getting shoes on my feet and tying them, we opened the door and walked out, going through the front door, where bright morning summer sunlight greeted us.
A/N- Ok, that’s the end of this part. The next will be out soon. Again, read and review, let me know what you think. I hope you liked this little installment into our story. Have a wonderful weekend!
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