The First Day of Forever (Lex) (Mature)

[Lexandra]

"You know one day you'll come out with me." he said with a grin.

"Only in your wacked dreams." she said with sigh.

"Ahh well at least I get you somewhere." he said and she smirked. "Ha! I knew you had one. Oh my God! A half smile! The Lord has come again!" he exclaimed and she blushed with a smile.

"Oh drop it." she said.

"Lex wait!!" she heard a voice that made her freeze.

He was.. he was back. She spun on her heel and leaned against the wall looking in the direction of the voice and sure enough Xavier came around the corner and she looked at him. She was pissed. Livid. There was no happiness nor sympathy coming from her. She sighed.

"Oh, so you came back how nice." she said as she turned again.

She walked odd her scarf flaring softly with every step that she made. She didn't want to talk to him. He had left her. Small sacrifice that she was. Brynn smirked and came up to her trying to put his arm around her waist. It was fast. She spun kicked his knees out from beneath him and pressed him to the ground dagger by his heart.

"You may have survived my arrows but I promise that you will not survive my dagger impaling your heart should you ever try to touch me again." she growled. "If you know what is good for you, you will stay the holy hell away from me I'm tired of you trying to touch me."

She stood and looked at Xavier for a moment. She had nothing to say to him as she headed off. She was cute in her outfit. It still had that Lexi flare but a bit more cute than normal. She was going to go empty some quivers. Serious quivers. She continued on stepping outside the academy she smirked it was a nice day to kill something. Xavier was on the menu.

[Xavier]

Xavier tried to talk but was utterly dumbstruck as she turned at his voice. The look in her eyes when she saw him it was...frightening was the only word he had for it. In fact the look made him feel as though he had been hit right in his heart and he clutched at his chest. The tone in her voice, it was like she hated him. But...he hadn't done anything had he, he left her a note, he told her he would be back in a week...what had he done for this sort of contempt?

Then he noticed the guy, was he the reason she had so much hatred for him. But no that couldn't be it because she threw that guy to the ground and threatened him with her dagger as soon as he tried to touch her. Xavier was confused beyond words and hurt, hurt as hell that someone he loved so much could apparently feel such anger towards him.

He had no choice, if he wanted answers he would have to follow her. And follow her is exactly what Xavier did as he ran down the hallway after her, catching up to her and grabbing her by the shoulder. He spun her around quickly to face him and held her to him as he looked down at her with a bewildered, confused, and hurt expression.

"Lex....what did I do? What could I have done to make you hate me so much?" he asked quietly, trying to reign in the tears he could feel welling in his eyes at that moment. Xavier had never realized how much it hurt to see that kind of contempt in the look of someone who you loved and thought loved you back, "Lex...why do you hate me?" he asked, his voice almost a whisper as he looked into her eyes pleadingly, silently demanding some sort of explanation.

[Lexandra]

She felt him grab her and turn her around. She closed her eyes. She sighed softly she didn't want him to see how hurt she was that he had left. How she didn't leave the room for three days how she didn't go anywhere and rarely ate. How she now had more arrows than she would ever need this month.. this year even to keep herself busy. How she had gone shopping and bought this god forsaken outfit on a whim just to try to be a little different.

Something she had done had sent him away. Perhaps he had tied of her. She had lived out her use and now.. well now she was just cast away. She collected herself and looked up at him her hazel eyes staring into his green ones. She slapped him. Hard. Hard enough to turn his face.

"How dare you. You left me. No note, no goodbye, no word, nothing. You left me like I was yesterdays news and needed no more. Something must have been more important. Hate? No what you see is not hate but anger from the bottom of my being at the fact that.. I thought we had something. Something together and then you.. you just up and leave. Damnit Xavier I have a heart and I gave it to you! At least care for it a little!"

She turned out of his arms and leaned against the wall of the school. One high socked black leg bent at the knee it's foot on the wall behind her as she looked down at the ground. She didn't know what he would say but she loved him enough to give him a chance at least. She crossed her arms under her bust and across her chest. She closed her eyes and waited.

[Xavier]

The look of hurt confusion never left his face, it only became more defined as her hand collided with his face. He offered no resistance and slumped against the wall as she slapped him hard. A stray tear slid down his cheek as he shakily reached his hand up to to touch his cheek where she had slapped him. He didn't know what to do, he didn't know what to say, he didn't know what he had done. But she was disgusted with him, that much he had gathered especially from the slap.

Then his eyes widened in surprise as she told him he had just up and left with no note or anything, "But...Lex I left a note...it said that I meditated and decided to go to Ireland for a week. The note said I would be back in a week...I swear Lex...I left a note," he said hugging her tightly against him, his voice earnest, almost pleading her to believe him.

"I swear I would never leave you like that Lex...I love you, how could I hurt you like that?" he asked as he held her tightly against him, stroking her hair, "I left a note Lex...I swear I left a note," he repeated softly as he kissed her hard and lovingly, "I could never hurt you like that Lex...I would never just leave...I swear..." he said, his voice pleadingly earnest, "We have something Lex...we have each other...and nothing will change that...we'll be together forever, I swear it..." he whispered as he hugged her tightly against him.

[Lexandra]

He had.. left a note? She looked up at him as he came to her and wrapped his large arms around her. She went. She surrendered to his touch. Probably always would. He was the only one that had ever even tried to get to know her and she had fallen deeply in love with him. The reason she was so mad was because he hadn't cared enough to leave her a note something to tell her what was going on but had only just left as if she was not worthy of said note.

He pulled her close and she wrapped her arms around him tightly nuzzling into his neck as he whispered to her over and over again that he had not left her like that. That he promised he had left a note. That they did have something and he would love her forever no matter what. She cried. It was there and then how hurt she had been had indeed come out. She was more than hurt as she slid out of his arms and down into the grass below her she hugged her body as she cried.

"There was no note.. I .. I looked everywhere. And .. and nothing.. and then.. then there was this new tattoo... and I thought .. it was .. like a .. a parting gift or something.. you .. you were leaving me and.. and I .. I was so lost.. oh ... Xavier .. my heart.. its hurts so much.'" she cried as she looked up at him her hazel eyes spouting tears that ran down her face and cheeks dripping on her skirt below.

[Xavier]

Xavier couldn't stand to see her like this. He watched her with the most pained expression in the world as she slid down into the grass, hugging herself, and crying as she explained what happened. It hurt so bad to see her like this, especially when she thought he was the cause of all this pain. Xavier couldn't stand to see her crying like this when he was the cause of it. The pain in her eyes and her heart it was too much for him to take and he too slid down into the grass, holding his head in his hands as he desperately tried to make sense of this situation.

A tattoo? She had said she had a tattoo when she woke up the day after he had left, "Lex...what tattoo?" He asked, looking up at her as he pulled her into his lap and cradled her in his arms, "Lex...I don't want your heart to hurt anymore, I'm here Lex and I swear I left a note...something's going on and I'm going to find out what it is. But I swear to you I left a note and I never stopped loving you. I couldn't sleep the entire week I was away...I need you so much Lex...." he whispered as he cradled her in his lap, kissing her lovingly, holding her like the precious jewel she was to him.

He had to know though, about this tattoo. It had to be that whoever or whatever left the tattoo also took the note. Someone or something was trying to split them apart and make them vulnerable. He already had his ideas about who would try such an underhanded trick like this one but he had to know for sure, "Lex, the tattoo...can I see it?" he asked, looking down at her in his arms with a loving smile as he placed one more gentle, sweet kiss against her lips.

[Lexandra]

Lexi felt him kneel on the grass in front of her. She had been torn apart at the thought that he had left her after they had shared so much. But now it seemed that she had been wrong. Something had been intervening or something because why would he have left a note she couldn't find. She heard him ask about the tattoo and she looked up at him. Didn't he know.. hadn't he given it to her?

He pulled her into his lap and she cuddled up and kissed him back when he kissed her. Her arms went around his neck as she kissed him. He was amazing always had been but she was so hurt. Yet, it seemed that it didn't matter now because he had come back and he wanted her again. She looked up at him and he asked for her to show him the tattoo but she couldn't not right here. It was under her sweater and she would have to take it off and so that meant they needed to go back to the dorm.

"Take me to the room and I will show you, I promise." she said softly.

They shared another kiss and she smiled slightly as they broke it again. She kissed his neck a few times. Same as him she had not slept since he had been sleeping either. She found that it did her no good to try. She was much too used to sleeping beside him and having that loveing presence with her every night.

When they got back to the dorm she would wait for the door to close and then she would slip the black sweater and scarf a tossed them into the chair. On her left arm surrounding the bicep was two rings of thorns around her arm. Never ending and in pure black ink. She showed it to him.

"These."

[Xavier]

He nodded as she told him she needed to go back to the room to show him. Xavier scooped her up lovingly in his arms and carried her back up to their door room. He sighed softly as he held her, just having her in his arms again made the world look brighter and everything seem more peaceful. He couldn't help but smile gently down at her as he held her and carried her up their room. It wasn't a long trip and soon they were back in their room and to Xavier it felt exactly like it had before he had left for the week. He had not realized until now but when he first came back and she wasn't here the room had felt so cold and empty.

He sat down on the bed and watched as she removed her scarf and sweater and tossed them on the chair. He saw the tattoo instantly and his face paled instantly, "Lex...that's...their...symbol," he said taking deep breaths as he tried to control the anger and horror he felt. They had been here, they had touched her, they had violated the privacy of his life. His body shook gently as he attempted to reign in the rage he was feeling.

"Lex....that cult I told you about, the Cult of the Thorn...they did this. They stole the note, they must've been trying to turn us against each other or get us apart so we'd be vulnerable, That tattoo is a mark..they use it to identify their victims" he said as he pulled her into his arms and his hand ran against the tattoo and it glowed green briefly before it disappeared from her skin, "If you liked it we'll get you another one that's not from them..." he said softly as he held her stroking her hair.

[Lexandra]

When he told her that her tattoo was from THEM she freaked. Literally she just freaked out because she was worried as to why they would mark her she begn rubbing her arm and looking at him worried. Why would they have to leave such an obvious mark on her arm. Why did they have to steal the note it must have been them. Her rubbings turned into scratchings.

"Get it off.... get it off get it off get it off Xavier!" she cried.

He pulled her down to his lap and he ran his hand over her arm. A green light came and soon the tattoo was gone. She leaned against him trembling softly as he stroked her hair telling her that if she liked it they could get a new one. A real one but not one from them. She shook her head.

"I don't want to be reminded of this week. It's been horrible that damn tattoo hurt every day I felt like I really was stabbed with thorns but I couldn't find any wounds. And then with you gone I didn't sleep, I shot arrows for hours and my fingers bled I had to go to the hospital wing to get those taken care of. And then Brynn shows up and he won't leave me alone he showed up the day you left and has been following me around all day every day he just won't leave me alone and Drake hates him which I know is a bad sign but I don't know what else to do.. and .. it's just been bad." she said softly.

She nuzzled into him and closed her eyes trying so hard not to fall asleep but with a week of minimal to no sleep without him there she was going to be fighting a loosing battle. She was already starting to breathe harder as she slipped down a little in his lap leaning against him. She had her tank top on her torso but her sweater was still off and the sexy skirt and sock combo as well was on. But Lexi was fully slipping into a sleep now that she was with the man she loved. Her hand reached up and clenched his shirt. He wasn't going anywhere while she slept this time.

[Xavier]

Xavier hugged her tightly against him as she explained how horrible her week had been. He ran his hand up and down her back comfortingly as she told him how the tattoo had hurt her constantly. What she described was exactly what the Cult of the Thorn's mark should have felt like, thorns constantly digging into your arm but no visible cause or wound. Xavier should have known it was too dangerous to leave her alone. He thought she would have been safe here at the Academy, he had thought he'd left his past behind him. He'd thought that had included the war between his clan and the Cult but apparently he had been wrong, very wrong.

He kissed her softly as she curled up into his lap and started to fall asleep. Xavier felt himself lay backwards with Lex curled up on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her and started to fall asleep himself. He hadn't slept soundly all week and the exhaustion was starting to catch up with him, especially now that he had her back.

"Good night love," he whispered softly, giving her one final loving kiss before he too drifted off to sleep. He felt so at peace right now it was incredible, he smiled sleepily at her as he fought off sleep for a little while to watch her. She was so beautiful, he couldn't help but run his hand tenderly up her pale thigh with a sleepy grin. But his body could no longer hold off and he fell asleep, his hand still resting lovingly on her thigh as he held her to his chest with his other arm.

[Lexandra]

It was a few hours later when Lexi woke from her sleep and turned over falling off of Xavier's body with a groan. She nuzzled into her pillow for a moment before she opened her eyes and sat up rubbing her eyes gently. Her skirt had ridden up on her slightly exposing more of her thigh from the top of her sock which was up on her thigh too. She yawned and lay down again just nuzzling into the pillow again.

"No school today." she moaned.

She did NOT want to go to class or anything. Now that Xavier was back and she had finally stopped moving and her comfort zone had returned the exhaustian that she had felt earlier was hitting her full force. She groaned because she just wanted to stay home today. She didn't want to do anything else. Home was where she wanted to be all day spending time with Xavier and nothing else.

"Mmmmm I feel like crap." she stated groaning again. She let her hair down and threw the ties down to the floor groaning and closeing her eyes nuzzling back up to Xavier.

[Xavier]

Xavier slept so soundlessly holding Lex in his arms that he didn't think he'd ever actually wake up. It felt so good to be home, home with the girl he loved more than anything. He was here, she was here, they were here together, and everything was right in the world. Even now the experience with the Cult was momentarily forgotten in favor of enjoying the time he had with Lex.

He was awake the minute she rolled off of him. Though he did not open his eyes, he grinned sleepily and chuckled as she groaned about not having school today. He opened his eyes slowly as she said she felt like crap and nuzzled back into him. Xavier wrapped his arms around her, resting one hand on her exposed thigh.

"Mmm, well then it's lucky for you that we're staying home today," he said with a sleepy chuckle as he kissed her gently. God it felt good to hold her again and kiss her again and touch her again and feel her again. During the week he was gone Xavier's body had literally ached for Lex, he felt lost and alone without her. But now he was back and he was holding her, so all of that seemed useless at this point.

[Lexandra]

She smirked when he told her that she was lucky they were staying home today. She nodded and he wrapped his arms around her tightly one hand resting on her pale thigh gently just above her sock. She was right sexy at the moment but she didn't know that. Her hair splayed out on the pillow maroon and black mixing together. She was still tired but she didn't know why but she couldn't go to sleep again.

"Xavier.. I don't.. feel well." she whispered softly after he kissed her gently.

She didn't know what was wrong but if he felt her head she was running a fever and her body was sore like hell. She didn't know what was wrong as far as she knew she had never been sick in her life though she didn't remember all that much before the Salvation Corporation had taken her. Still she wasn't sure if this was some normal thing or not but she didn't feel good and it didn't look like she was moving any time soon.

She nuzzled into Xaviers arms placing her hot face in the crook of his neck. He was so blessed cool it was so nice to cuddle up with him. Her own little refridgerator. Normally he was wamr but right now he was cool and that was what she needed. She was hot but shivering and she opened her eyes they seemed a bit glossed over and she closed them again. She was trying to go back to sleep but she couldn't for some reason. Drake even climbed up on the bed worried for her and pushed her with his muzzle and she didn't call to him or nothing for being on the bed she just.. didn't care.

[Xavier]

Xavier's brow furrowed as he looked down at Lex a little more closely. Her skinned seem clammy and pale, something was definitely wrong. She repeated that she didn't feel well and Xavier stroked her cheek soothingly as he held her. Something was wrong and given the recent set of events that had taken place Xavier had every right to be very, very concerned as to what exactly was going on. He rested his hand against forehead, feeling how warm she was but at the same time she was shivering as she curled up into him more. She had a fever, in all the time he had known Lex she had never once been sick....could the tattoo have been something more than merely a target mark?

Concern was written all over his face as he looked down at her and held her a little more tightly against him, "I think you're sick Lex," he said in a calm voice that definitely clashed with what he was feeling on the inside. He was worried as hell that somehow the Cult had poisoned her or something but being obviously worried would only upset her and for all he knew it could be nothing more than a simple flu.

"Lex...hold still," he said as he hand started to glow green and he ran it up and down her body. He was using and old Druid trick, a poison detector type of spell that would allow him to know if something was disrupting the natural processes of the body. He gave a loud and obviously relieved sigh as his scanning detected nothing, "You've just the flu or something Lex," he said, giving her another gentle kiss on her forehead, "Is there anything you want, I'm going to stay here and take care of you until you get better, so if you want something tell me," he said with a caring smile.

[Lexandra]

Lexi groaned softly as he seemed to come to the conclusion that she was sick. No shit sherlock. I mean really did he need any further indications of illness. Fever.. check. Pain.. check. Lexi in a bad mood.. check. Yeah she was sick and it sucked because her boyfriend was finally home and now she couldn't even really do anything with him because the moment he gets home and she's sick. He told her to stay still and she sighed. What the hell else was she going to do?

Some green hand thingy ran over her body. That must be his color because everything he did was green when using his druid abilities. She lay there still in his arms and closed her eyes as he did whatever it was to her body. As long as it made her feel better she didn't care. She groaned when he told her she had the flu. Well some healing wise cracker I still feel like crap! She nuzzled into him and kicked off her shoes. He asked if she needed anything.

"Three things. A bullet to my head. A six foot hole. And a tombstone." she moaned as she slid under the covers and moaned as she nuzzled back into him and sighed as she began to fall asleep again.

Well the old Lexi was back. The one he had first met so long ago. If this didn't run him off nothing would but she felt like hell and she wasn't happy. So why would she be in a good mood right? Right. So there Lexi lay and soon her breathing shifted over to the deep breathing of being asleep her body pressed firmly against Xaiver's her hands both in little fists on his chest that clenched and unclenched as she slept through some of her illness.