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Here's the next chapter, which earns the M rating so avoid if that's not your thing.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13844811/2/Time-After-Time
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Kai exhaled through his nose and closed his eyes, as if steeling himself to say something she wouldn’t like. She watched him warily but years of dating had warned her that Kai had a flare for the dramatics — he’d deny it but it was there.
“We need to talk.”
And there they went. “About?”
He rubbed his hands over his face and stalked to the oven, opening the door to peer in before closing it. He kept his back to her and her heart began to prance in her chest, a nervous tension settling low in her stomach.
“I can’t do this anymore.”
Her breath caught and a little part of her heart cracked before she ruthlessly held it together. Dramatic. He didn’t always have the best way with words and always went with the cliches.
AmberxKai scene - SLTS chapter 34?
Rough first draft thingy that will probably not actually appear in SLTS.
The puck ricocheted off the t-bar with a clang as Kai shifted his weight against the metal fence that framed the local basketball court. It was empty bar the girl that wheeled along on her rollerblades and swung her stick up again, to slam the puck at the net again. She wasn’t angling her body right, he mused, and she sure as hell wasn’t looking up before she took her shot, so no wonder her aim was so terribly off. “Are you just gonna keep staring at me or are you planning to say something, Hiwatari?” Ah, she was surnaming him again. He pushed away from the fence and, with his hands firmly in the pockets of his board shorts, he ambled over to her. She kept her back to him, swinging her stick behind her in a manoeuvre that had him yanking his head away so it wouldn’t end up removed from his neck. “Ember, you’re a danger. Also your aim is shot.” She huffed out a breath, sending strands of dark hair fluttering away from her face as she narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m blowing off steam. I’m not practicing. I’m not a player anymore.” Bullshit. “Dad still has you down on the roster to play the Shark game.” Those ochre eyes narrowed further, assessing him before she shook her head and turned her attention back to the plastic puck. She fired again, this time hitting the side bar. “Well, he’s going to be disappointed.” “In your shots, he damn well will be. Would you look before you shoot?” “Fuck you. I’m not trying to score. I’m trying to hit the bars.” He blinked. Trying to hit the bars? What kind of fucked up mentality was that? No one tried to hit the bars in hockey, most of the time they tried to avoid them since the aim was to get the goddamn puck in the net so that they could win the game. He opened his mouth, paused, and then settled on, “Why?” She jerked a shoulder, causing the wide neck of her hockey shirt to slide down her arm. “Because it’s an open net. I’m trying to challenge myself. I told you, I’m blowing off steam.” “Why?” “Oh my god, are you three? Why? Why? Why?” She scowled at him and rested her elbow on her stick, using it to keep her balance. “Because everyone and their aunty is visiting my exhausted mother who just squeezed a baby from her vagina just two days ago and I nearly brained Mrs Gillespie with the teapot because society dictates that I have to serve tea to a bunch of nosey fucking assholes. Like, family, fine, of course they want to see the baby, that’s fine but these are people who don’t even lend you a cup of sugar or send you christmas cards and they think they’ve first dibs on saying whether or not Sam looks like Hiroshi or my mother? Fuck them. And why the hell do I have to serve them tea anyway?” she demanded, slapping the puck against the t-bar again and catching it with her stick when it pinged back. “They’ve their own tea in their own homes. Feeding them just makes them stay longer.” “So your mum kicked you out?” “Your mum advised me to go take some time off. Like didn’t I already do that when she took me prom shop— Oh shit.” Shock sizzled up his spine and he went eerily still, watching her as she stared at him wide-eyed. “My mother took your prom shopping?” “Kind of, sort of, there was something like that. Shit, you weren’t supposed to know.” He frowned. It was weird, but it was hardly a disaster. “Why not?” “Because it’s awkward. Your mother took me to get a prom dress because I don’t have one and I’m not really someone who knows about things like that. And she does. Your mum is like uber glamorous and she knows about styles and cuts and colours. Plus, she was lonely because you all left her to go camping. Also, Shahero’s pissed that you kidnapped her boyfriend. Expect retaliation. I may or may not be involved.” He studied her for a long moment. Gulls flocked over head, squawking a warning before dive bombing the pedestrians strolling along the shop front, music drifted from the open window of a passing car and the slight breeze that drifted between the two storey buildings carried with it the scent of seaweed and the tang of salt. Amber shifted awkwardly, and her thumb drifted to her mouth, her teeth catching the fleshy pad between them. Kai smirked. “So what does your dress look like? Is it pink?” “Oh shut up. I’m going to look amazing and Enrique’s going to be so proud to have me on his arm.” Wait - what? “Enrique?” “Didn’t you know? Enrique and I have a standing prom date.” “No, I don’t think you mentioned that.” “Oh well, I have now.” She smiled toothily, all charm and challenge.
I only needed to do 21 words for my novel today so I ended up writing some Amber/Kai SLTS stuff - which didn't go to plan because I haven't written the scenes before their scene. Sigh. I really should just figure out what's going on with these two. If they'd just tell me, it would be so much easier. Instead they're just snarking back and forth, but oh well, it'll serve as a first draft until I sort out everything that needs to happen to get them back on track in time for the Shark annihilation - or at least the game at any rate.