Roswell Fanatics

Michael~

I smirk seeing her cheeks become a rosey shade of red and grin when she tries to hide the fact that she is blushing by turning her head slightly. Raising my right eyebrow, I watch her out of the corner of my eye and wonder what she is thinking. Hearing her whisper, "Down boy," I smirk even more.

I pray that the bell will ring soon since I want nothing more than to leave. Hearing her ask, " You don't think Max is grilling her for info do ya?" I turn sligtly and whisper, "Max yeah right." Wondering about the new girl was pointless now since I couldn't find anything out while in the middle of class. If I didn't have plans later, I might have investigated her but I had plans of making her squirm. I breathed in deep trying to get my thoughts away from later and to now. "I'm sure Max will tell us"I said while knowing sometimes Max tended to keep things to himself, something about me going off half cocked.

I suddenly see myself kissing Isabel by the caves. My blood runs cold at the thought and I think I might be sick. Shaking my head I hope the image goes away. Another image fills my mind of us holdoing hand and several alien symbols. This is just wrong Isabel is my sister. God I'm going to be sick. That is just so gross.

RiaRath101 - Just a brief note... don't know if you noticed but in the last Clark bit, he did something toward Michael too...

and everyone else... back from D*C... trying to get adjusted and focused after we had a jumper that caused several of us to have nightmares from the site of him... he lived but he was too close to people we cared about when he came through the glass walkway's ceiling for comfort...

will be posting asap

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*Maria*

He shifts slightly so that he is facing me and mumbles, "Max yeah right." He takes a deep breath as if to steady himself and adds. "I'm sure Max will tell us" There is something about his tone that makes me raise an eyebrow. Oh well. I guess we'll discuss it later. I'm just about to tease him mercilessly when I am struck by the disgusted expression on his face. What's going on? Flashes of emotion come across his demeanor and I'm confused by the implication.

I hope his balance isn't off. Fear overwhelms my senses. He shakes his head as if to rid himself of horrid thoughts and I can help but appear concerned. "Michael?" I question anxiously. "Is everything okay?" Biting my bottum lip I ask what I fear the most. "Is it Czechoslovikian related?"

Michael~

My stomach is still churing with the threat of vomiting everything that I had eaten at lunch. "Michael?" she questioned anxiously. I know she is concerned and when I don't respond right away, she says, "Is everything okay?" No, everything isn't okay. I just saw myself kissing Isabel, I thought as she bites her bottom lip before asking, "Is it Czechoslovikian related?"

I slowly nod my head yes and look around the room wondering who could have made me see myself kissing Isabel because there was no way that I would have imagined that. My mind had been on Maria and then suddenly I was no longer with her but Isabel. Unable to come up with a sloution of where the image came from, I whispered, "I'll tell you later." I tried to tell her with my eyes that now wasn't the place. Wanting assurance that she couldn't freak if I told her, I said, "Just promise you won't freak out on me." while, I thought Cause that is so not what I want.

*Maria*

Narrowing his eyebrows as if in deep concentration I watch as he nods in head yes to my inquiry. An overwhelming feeling of dread creeps up into the pit of my stomach. Don't get me wrong. I have no adversions to who Michael is. I love everything single wonderous thing about him, but I've never been quite at ease with the alien factor in the Deluca- Guerin equation. Shifting in my seat uncomfortably I tense up when he whispers, "I'll tell you later."

His eyes convey a message I am reluctent to receive. It's bad. Seemingly worried about how I am going to take the news he states in all seriousness. "Just promise you won't freak out on me." Looking down at the table I pause for a moment of reflection. He knows I don't issue promises generously. I'm very adament on keeping my work and if I vow to do something it's as good as done. However this isn't the first time I have recieved this particular request and I didn't do so well that time.

Taking a deep breath I meet his eyes for confirmation. " I promise..." Just when he thinks he's in the clear I add, "Unless this has anything to do with not changing your sheets. If so then we are so o-ver." I toss him a reassuring grin telling him everythings going to be okay. Damn, I hope I'm right.

Michael~

I watch her shift in her seat and tense making me wish that this thing wasn't alien related or that I was normal and she wouldn't have to deal with all the alien abysse. Holding my breath, I wait for her reply while she looks at the table knowing she generally doesn't issue promises. Having to breath, i breathe in deep as she breathes in and finally responds, " I promise..."

I nod my head feeling slightly relieved but knowing that all in all she will still more than likely freak out on me. She says, "Unless this has anything to do with not changing your sheets. If so then we are so o-ver." cathcing me off guard and then grins at me. I try to return her smile knowing she was just trying to lighten the pending dread. Giving her one of my rare Guerin grins in return, I reach under the table and grab her hand. Maybe for reassurance that she is there or just to tell myself that this like the other things we have been through will pass.

"Don't think anything is going to make me change my plans for you later, "i whisper before winking at her. Turning my attention back to the teacher for a moment, I pretend to be listening while fretting of what I had seen earlier. Though I didn't want to dwell on the image too long for fear I would lose my lunch.

*Maria*

My lover flashes me a sweet smile but it doesn’t quite reach his conflicted eyes. This is worse than I thought. I wish there was something I could do to help. Reaching under the table he grasps my hand tightly and that’s when I realize my place in the scheme of things. Okay so I don’t have freaky alien powers and I’m not a super smart scientist or expert computer hacker ,but I’m still essential to the group. I’m still important to him. Whatever it is I’ll be there for him. Not because I have to ,but because there’s no place in this world or any other that I’d rather be then by his side.

"Don't think anything is going to make me change my plans for you later,” He whispers seductively before flashing me a flirty wink. Damn. Well, you got to love his priorities. Get busy and then deal with czechoslovikian crisis. That’s my Space Boy. "Wouldn't dream of it." I respond with a wistful smile. Feeling much better I take comfort in his loving touch. We’ll get through this. Just as long as we stick together. I try to ignore the nagging tug at my heart that tells me everything’s about to change.

Michael~

She obviously agrees with me when she says, "Wouldn't dream of it." and smiles. I enjoy the feel of her hand in mine while continueing to pretend to listen to the lecture. Not wanting to think of the image again, I imagine myself making her squirm against my clean sheets which causes me to smirk.

My bed is already the sheets are clean. Now all that needs to happen is for this damn bell to ring and we are one step closer. Glancing at the clock, I swear time has either frozen for this class or moving so slowly the class is taking twice as long to end. I know that Maria is probably thinking along the same lines.

OOC: Is there any way we can move on with the day. Michael and Maria have been in this class for what feels like forever.