Obscuring The Heart(Part 14)

Gothi scratched in the dirt what to get, I nodded and retrieved the bottled she requested. The old woman forced the blonde man to drink it. After a second Tuffnut snapped out of whatever trance he was in and cried.

“My teeth are itchy! My teeth are itchy!”

“That means it’s working.” I told him, leaning against the wall of the hut.

“So, what was all that about anyway?” I asked my brother who was still fidgeting with that thing he got on the boat.

“No, idea. We can’t open it.” He said turning it over in his hands.

“Maybe it doesn’t open.” I shrugged.

“It has to.” He said looking at it more closely.

Gothi turned away from the strange object in fear.

“Gothi are you okay?” I asked the old woman.

“What’s wrong?” Hiccup asked looking up.

“No idea.” I told him, “I’ve never seen her like this before.”

Gothi pointed to an indented point on the object in Hiccup’s hands, and then to a scar on her forearm before hurrying back into her hut.

“I think the thing that gave her that scar is the same thing we need to open this.” Hiccup said coming up next to me.

I shook my head, “I’ve tried to ask her about it before.” I told them, “She doesn’t like talking about it.”

“She doesn’t like talking about anything.” Gobber corrected, “That’s why she writes in the dirt.”

“I thought that was just her thing, you know.” Tuff said still scratching his teeth.

“Yeah, like Snotlout being a woman repellant.” Ruff added.

I had to laugh at that, she was right.

“Don’t you worry lad,” Gobber said patting Hiccup on the back, “I know how to make the old bat talk.”

Gothi had just downed a giant pot of Gobber’s homemade yak noodle soup and had begun writing in the dirt to tell her story.

“I was a turkey neck.” Gobber started before being bashed on the head.

“Teenager! Sorry.” They continued, “I had a yearning to climb glacier island in search of pure glacier water. So, I went with two vegetables… Vegetables?”

He got smacked again.

“Ow! Oh, come on. Your drawings aren’t what they used to be old woman. But your swings! strong as ever!”

“I’ll take over Gobber.” I offered.

“Good luck, lass.” He muttered to me and hurried away from the old woman.

“We had just reached the summit,” I started as Gothi started to write again, “Just then a horrible blizzard hit, and when it did we were attacked. We never saw it coming. It took out my party. It grabbed me and tossed aside into a deep snow bank I wasn’t sure I could have gotten out of. It wandered over to me and took a loud sniff before turning and flying off into the storm.”

Gothi had to take a pause before continuing.

“I don’t know why it didn’t finish me off that day, but I do know one thing for certain; I never want to see that dragon again for as long as I live.”

“But we need to go see it!” Hiccup exclaimed, “Whatever that dragon was, however dangerous it is, its tooth is the key to this thing. And I can’t get that without with your help!”

Gothi kicked away some of the characters she had drawn and written something else.

“I’m not going to say that to him!” I all but yelled at the old woman, “He’s my brother!”

She huffed at me before rewording what she’d written.

“She says there is no way I’m going back to that island. Besides that, I’m needed here.”

“Not necessarily there Gothi.” Gobber interjected, “You have been training Sigrid here for a good while in medicine.”

“As you have said, I’m almost ready to do all this myself.” I assured.

She didn’t look amused at all.

“Alright, look Gothi,” Hiccup started, “I know you don’t want to go back there, and I completely understand that. But you also know what it’s like to be my age. To have the need to know about what’s out there, to find questions to answers you haven’t even asked yet! But I need your help to do that.”

Gothi thought for a moment before nodding.

“They’ll be fine, lass.” Gobber assured me as he leaned against the wall of Gothi’s hut.

“I’m not worried about them, Gobber.” I told him as I pulled a thorn out of Magnus’ foot, “And I’m not worried about messing this up either.”

“You aren’t?” He asked in such disbelief that would only be replicated if it was proven that the earth wasn’t flat.

“No.” I told him applying a bandage so it wouldn’t get infected, “That should do it for you, Magnus. Try not to go around everywhere bare foot again.”

“I’ll try.” He said sheepishly and made his way down.

“I think you’re more worried than I am.” I smirked at the blonde man.

“I am not!” He yelled at me.

I nodded, not at all believing him, “Alright, well, it looks like you have a line up at the forge. You might want to take care of that.”

He grumbled before leaving me to my own devises.

“Next!” I called.

Gobber handed Hiccup the tooth they had managed to get from the Snow Wraith.

Hiccup put it in the hole on the Dragon Eye.

“What now?” I asked examining it closely.

“Is that it?!” Snotlout demanded.

“No, that can’t be it!” Hiccup cried, “It doesn’t make sense.”

“Welcome to my world, sister.” Tuff droned, “Nothing in it makes sense, and your teeth are itchy.”

“You’ll figure it out.” I encouraged my brother, “You’re smart.”

He could barely smile at me when I said this as he went about trying to figure out the Dragon Eye.


Lazy Mornings(A Samon Gokuu One-Shot)

The early morning sunlight filtered in through the blinds landing on the closed apple green eyes of a red head. He stirred lightly before opening his eyes and squinting at the bright light.

He glanced over to his bedside table where his alarm clock sat. He still had 30 minutes before he had to get up and get ready for work. He glared at the clock and then back at the blinds for being open. He could still be sleeping if not for it. He wanted to get up and close them, but a soft sigh of content stopped him in his tracks.

Samon looked down at his right side. Curled up, nestled into him was his beautiful fox.

Her face was mostly covered by the blanket that was keeping them warm, leaving her undisturbed by the light leaking in. Her orange hair was a mess of curls, to the point Samon couldn’t see the distinctive black pieces of hair that usually sat on top of her head. Her ruby eyes were shut lightly and her mouth slightly agape.

While Samon usually liked to sleep on his side, knowing he would wake up to her nestled into him like this, he forced himself to sleep on his back. When he does sleep on his side the two usually end up spooning. Still a nice experience, but Samon would never get tired of the sight or feel of having the fox curled up next to him like this.

He wanted to reach over and stroke her face, or kiss her forehead, or nestle deeper into the covers with her. But the monkey knew better. The fox was an incredibly light sleeper. While she was able to curl up anywhere and sleep if she felt the need, anything would wake her up.

Samon knew she was under stress at work and didn’t want her to get any less rest than she could. Still, he couldn’t help himself.

With his right hand he petted her hair lightly before leaning down and placing a gentile kiss on the top of her head.

As a response he felt the girl reach her right arm across his chest, wrap one of her legs around his right leg and pull herself closer to him, partially onto his chest, as she let out a content sigh.

“Good morning, Foxy.” Samon whispered.

Kitsuna’s ruby eyes fluttered open, making Samon’s heart melt as he watched.

“Good morning, Saru-chan.” She smiled tiredly.

“I didn’t mean to wake you.” He told the girl, wrapping his right arm around her shoulders.

“You never do.” She yawned, “I’m too light of a sleeper. Shouldn’t we be getting up?” She glanced at the clock, “We seriously still have 25 minutes?” She groaned.

“Sun woke me up.” Samon muttered.

Kitsuna pulled away from Samon and sat up, much to both of their dismay, and turned to the window to close the blinds fully so the room was enveloped in gloom.

“Still got time.” She smiled at the red head.

Samon then pulled her down so they were both on their sides and wrapped his arms around her torso while hers wrapped around his shoulders. Kitsuna’s head was on the pillow this time, Samon’s head was resting peacefully on Kitsuna’s chest.

Kitsuna didn’t give any indication to the Monkey that she was blushing. She still wasn’t sure with all this affection he gave her, but she never told him off for the things he did. She liked them after all.


Kitsuna reached over to the table and turned the alarm off. Samon groaned into her chest knowing they had to get up.

The red eyed girl pried the monkey’s arms off of her and rolled them over so she was straddling him and kissed him on the nose.

“It’s time to get up, Saru-chan.” She smiled down at him, her long hair partially trapping the two of them into a world of their own, “I’m going to make breakfast, so hurry up.”

And without another word she jumped up strutted out of the bedroom into the kitchen.

Samon layed on the bed and watched her go. He admired how his boxers showed off her smooth and strong legs, and how she never fixed a tank top when she wore one. She always let it ride up or down in any way it sees fit. Usually it gave him a good view of her tummy, back, hips and cleavage.

He sighed in content before sitting up and turning to the bed side table. He opened the drawer and pulled out a little, black velvet box. He opened it up to show a golden band with tiny red and green gems embedded in it.

One day, he thought as he closed the box and put it back. The two of you would be able to wake up like that every morning. And he wouldn’t have to worry about someone else stealing the most important thing from him, so he wouldn’t be as protective.

“Saru-chan! It’s getting cold!” Kitsuna called.

God, did Samon love these lazy mornings you two had.

Break the Rules(Draco Malfoy One-Shot)

“Let me see.” The platinum blonde cooed softly to the brunette who was sitting on the other side of the bench to him.

“Why, are you going to tell Umbridge I’m hiding it?” She all but snarled at the blue eyed boy.

“I want to make sure you’re alright.” He defended. While most would flinch under the fierce brown eyes of the girl when she spoke like that, Draco had become so accustomed to it, it no longer bothered him.

“Should have thought about that before you rudely interrupted class.” She bit at him, turning back to her book.

“What did you want me to do, T?” He pleaded as he reached out to tuck some of her medium length, dark brown hair behind her ear so he could see her face better. Torri swatted his hand away before he could touch her.

“Everyone in Slytherin joined, do you understand what I would have gone through if I didn’t?”

“I thought appearances didn’t matter to you anymore.” She finally turned to look at him fully. Her brown eyes were dark in annoyance, her thin lips pressed tightly together to form a thin line, her dark eyebrows furrowed at the blonde, not understanding his reasoning. She was studying him, the blonde knew that, and he also knew what he said next, she would hold against him forever.

“I shouldn’t.” Draco finally admitted to the Ravenclaw, “I know I shouldn’t. But fear of rejection drives me, fear that someone would hurt you, Torri, drives me. I offered you to join the patrol as well, we would have loved to have you.”

“I would rather be prepared for what will come, then get some extra credit, thank you.” Torri snapped and closed her book, preparing to leave the Slytherin.

Her olive hand was caught just as she rose. She looked over at the boy who had pleading eyes.

“It’s only going to get worse, Draco.” She told him gently, her dark eyes lightening in colour to meet her tone, “You don’t have much to worry about because you’re a pure blood, and your parents are very influential. I do have things to worry about, even if you are there to protect me. I need to be able to take care of myself.”

She shook off his hand as she looked away, “Besides, boys and girls aren’t allowed within 6 inches of each other.”

Her chin was suddenly pulled to the left and she was forced to look deep into the icy blue eyes of the Slytherin next to her.

“For you,” He said slowly as he leaned in slightly, “I would break every rule, that pink toad could come up with.”

They met in the middle, sharing a gentile kiss sharing how much they cared for the other in it. Short and sweet, that’s how they liked to keep it while in the open.

“Maybe break a few more, and stand on my side next time.” Torri whispered before kissing his cheek before the two of them were thrown apart.

“Mr. Malfoy, Miss. Stephenson, I know you are both aware that boys and girls are not allowed within six inches of one another.” Professor Umbridge croaked as she glared at the two of them, “That will be detention again, Miss. Stephenson. Mr. Malfoy, I expected much more of you. Your disciplinary membership will be revoked, and if I hear you’ve broken another rule, I will not hesitate to give you detention as well, am I understood?”

“Yes, professor.” Draco nodded, glancing at Torri to make sure she was alright.

“Yes, ma’am.” Torri said, not looking up. Her eyes getting darker by the moment.

“Good.” The pink witch croaked, then turned on her heel and sashayed away.

Once she was well out of ear shot, the brunette turned her attention back to the blonde.

“Want to break a lot of rules?” She asked with a devilish smirk pulling on her lips.

“What do you have in mind?” Draco asked, a smirk mirroring her own on his face.