Everytime we touch -- Ooma & R'hard {Pre-Hatching}

[twitchie]

I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me.
I still feel your touch in my dreams.
Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why
Without you it's hard to survive.

'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling.
And everytime we kiss I swear I could fly.
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last.
Need you by my side.
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel the static.
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky.
Can't you hear my heart beat so...
I can't let you go.
Want you in my life.

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Ooma knew with the hatching coming at any day now, there were unspoken words she felt for R'hard.
She knew it was truth, because she was not blurred and confused from wine, as she was just the other day.
She'd thought she felt something for the brownrider that night they'd spent together, but Ooma had been drunk as well. Perhaps not as much as R'hard was, still.

Ooma sighed, looking around almost hoping to see R'hard.
He's busy... He has a rank, I do not... He shouldn't have time for me... But I wouldn't mind running into him..

Nervously, she licked her lips, smoothing her dress. A lock of black hair was curled around her finger, twirled with a slightly shaky hand.
What if she pushed him away from her with her words? Did she feel this way because he'd been so kind? Was this a fantasy in her mind, or did R'hard act like he cared?
Or was he using her? Confusing her?
No.
He would not do that, Ooma knew little about the man, but knew atleast that much...

[Kitsuneko]

For the last few hours, R'hard had been thinking about Ooma a lot. Aela as well, actually, but that wasn't terribly surprising. The hurt from her leaving had died away by now, but he still missed a friend. Ooma on the other hand was definitely present, and if he was honest with himself, the first girl he'd known since the obsidianrider that he had a chance, or interest, in being more than friends with. Ever since the other night, thoughts of one tended to bring up thoughts of the other. He grimaced to himself as he strode down the hall. He didn't actually regret getting to know Ooma, but it wasn't exactly making his life simpler.

"Ooma!" He stopped short as he caught sight of her. He'd almost passed right by her, as a matter of fact, lost in his own stressed life. She seemed to waiting for someone, though he didn't have any clue who. He wasn't aware of any of her other friends; for all he knew, it might have been him she was waiting for. "How have you been?" He greeted her with a smile.

[twitchie]

Ooma jumped in surprise as R'hard seemed to appear suddenly. She had half hoped he wouldn't see her, though she was dieing to see him... it was odd.. torn in half and tormented... this way..

But a smile crept over her lips, tempted to kiss him, and she wished she was drunk so she could blame everything on that fact... on the wine. It would be so much simpler...

"I'm good. Not as busy as I'd like but that's not entirely bad."

The brownrider looked so stressed, so deep in thought. It made Ooma guilty she was distracting him from something that might be important.
She had no idea of other women in his life, so she couldn't be worried. But it was odd he was so... distracted.
Maybe the other R'hard she had seen, wine bottle in hand kissy fun guy R'hard was not always the true man... or it was hidden?

"You look as confused as I feel."
Very warily, and slight tensely, her hand touched his shoulder.

Now didn't seem proper to add another thing for him to worry about; love. It could just destroy everything...

[Kitsuneko]

R'hard gave a wry grin. Apparently he hadn't been the only one not quite paying attention. "Sorry if I startled you," he said. Then he laughed when he heard her reply. "Oh, don't worry. Once you Impress, you'll be a lot more busy than you'd like!"

The frustrating thing at the moment was that he wasn't even sure if he wanted her to Impress or not, really. Of course he'd be happy for her if she did manage to Impress--Kaith was the best thing that had ever happened to him, and he'd never begrudge anybody a dragon of their own. But if it did happen, they'd be restricted to chaste hugs and cheek kisses instead of...well, perhaps he was getting ahead of himself. She seemed to like him well enough, but he had no idea if she was interested in anything long term. He'd never been good at the part after the flirting, when feelings got involved and relationships came up.

He took some comfort in the hand that found his shoulder, covering it with one of his own. "Do I really look confused? Sorry. It's just...things can be overwhelming sometimes."

[twitchie]

How did R'hard make her blush so much? It was almost infuriating!
"Hope so, I feel like I wander around more than anything..:
Ooma laughed lightly, almost nervously...

She paused, thinking over his second reply.
"Not exactly confused... busy.. maybe.. stressed is the word?"
Ooma wished she didn't look so foolish... Blushing so easily and speaking so clumsily.. If she didn't Impress once again? Maybe it wouldn't be such a failure this time...

"I hate prying, you know. If something's bothering I'm always here.."
Well her words sounded weaker than she'd like.. oh well..
Her breath caught in her throat, heart pounding in her chest.
She had yo tell him... now or never, or atleast awhile... was it too soon?

Ooma felt like she was plunging into a rapid river, unable to swim or do anything but sink.
R'hard's hand touched hers and she wanted to just climb into his arms... or hug him or... stop worrying this much!

"R'hard... I feel something for you. And... and I pray every night that maybe I'm not imagining you might feel... something - even the tiniest something - for me too... I'm... I'm so horriblely confused.. You are not the first man I've known, but you certainly are the first to... make me feel like this..."

Ooma swallowed.
"At first I thought I was just drunk, as we.. um.. were but since that night I'm still thinking about you... us..."

[Kitsuneko]

He wasn't sure why Ooma seemed so nervous--it was just him, after all. He smiled, trying to put her at ease. "Well, there's certainly some stress in my life. But don't let it worry you, I can handle it. There's not much I would change about my life, even if it is stressful."

Ooma continued, and R'hard's eyes widened. Well, he supposed that answered his question about how she felt about him. He gave a short, nervous laugh that he cut off abruptly. Speaking of stressful situations... "Uh...if there wasn't a hatching ready any day now..." he muttered, as much to himself as to Ooma. "Here's the thing: I do like you, Ooma, more than I've liked a girl in...a while. The only thing is, I'm not sure how good an idea it would be to commit to anything with the hatching coming up. Even if you're not sure you'll Impress, I think you've got a pretty good chance, and I wouldn't want to start anything that could harm a young dragon."

He smiled wryly at her and bent forward to give her a kiss on the cheek. "It's less of a 'no' and more of a 'let's wait and see.' You know what I mean?"

[twitchie]

It was sad, but... comforting.
It wasn't that he didn't want her, or didn't like her...
He was smart, thinking ahead atleast...
Ooma swallowed, trying to make words out of sounds, and speak like her wasn't shaking.
Oddly, it was relief... A breath she could take easy now.

"I understand."
She managed to say, blushing because her lips struggled to work.
If she Impressed, she knew she would still love R'hard, but be unable to tell him or show him for awhile.
It was a bittersweet thought. Impressing had been her life dream, but... now she had R'hard too.

"Thank you."
Her eyes met his again, and she hugged him. Yes, this seemed good.