BUDDY OL' PAL!(Reira)

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa was, of course, dancing her ass off! The music was loud as hell and her dance moves were quite odd, but what else was she supposed to do? She was a loner FROM PLANET LAME! How cool could one be if they dance in a room by themselves? Not that cool!

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But yes... Mischa had her few run ins... like Kevala... she had a date with her... Got pretty far in just one night! And she met that Astrid girl!!! But she still had no friends. Hell no would she consider Gabriel a friend! Yeah, she trained with him, but he still smacked her with a bloody lunch tray and threw her on a table with hot sweet and sour pork!!!!

While Mischa was dancing her heard someone pull in the driveway. Well, she didn't hear them due to awesome music blaring loudly and awesomely! She just saw the car pull up when she was pulling a kick ass dance move that involved so much action she fell on her ass after witnessing the car's arrival.

Yeah... I'm cool.

Mischa stood back up and peeked out the window to see who it was.

NO WAI

NOOOOWAAAIIII!!!!!!1!!!!

FOR SRS!?




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Mischa stopped the music and ran down the stairs. Yep.... ran and fell and rolled down the stairs. The only thing that stopped her was the wall at the bottom of said staircase!

She stood up quickly and looked around as fast as she could for the brunette girl.

"REIRA!? WHERE YOU BE, MY PALLY PAL!?"

Yeah, she was excited!

[Reira DeMorvick]

Reira watched the scenery fly by her window as the plane came to a gradual halt. Finally back in America. How long was she gone; several weeks perhaps? What was even worse was that she left Mischa with no notice of her exclusion. Hell, she didn’t even think Demetri mentioned anything to the poor girl about where in the world she went. To be honest, not even Reira knew exactly where she was going until she got there. It all happened so fast and was so shocking that she couldn’t even find her voice to say anything even if she wanted too.

Sighing, she got off the plane, passed customs and international regulations, and walked away a free woman. Demetri was waiting for her as promised and she couldn’t help but give her father-like figure a huge, loving hug. He knew exactly what had happened and neither of them felt the desire to talk on the subject. With Demetri’s arm over her shoulders, a few of his henchmen to carry her bags, Reira and the mafia lord proceeded to enter a limo.

“Aside from the dire circumstances, did you enjoy your stay in Australia?”

“Oh yes. It was nice.”

“Riight. Anyways, glad to have you back safe and sound where you belong.”

“Yeah, all I have to do now is apologize to several people.”

“I’m sorry, did you say something,” Demetri asked, his attention focused on making his special cup of coffee.

Shaking her head, she relaxed and let the driver do all the work. Well, she only was able to relax for a few minutes or so, as the limo pulled into her all too familiar beach house. This was it. It was the day she got to see Mischa again and hopefully apologize thoroughly. Needless to say, Reira had a lot of explaining to do. Damn Demetri! Sometimes she wished her cousin would explain things to people, especially his own men, not to mention Mischa of all people. Such was the life of Reira. Out she stepped and immediately she heard the excited squeals of her beloved Mischa.

“Hi Mischa,” Reira said excitedly, running to the girl and squeezing her to death. “I’ve missed you, mon chere! I have so much to tell you!! Let’s go inside, I’m dying to lie down!” Yeah, she had gotten used to speaking french again. Leading Mischa along, if she chose to follow, Reira entered her old room and found it primarily untouched. Wow she missed her bed! She quickly jumped on it and sighed. “I guess I should start by saying I’m sorry...and well..I don’t really know where to start.”

[Mischa Badoer]

Reira ran and gave Mischa a hug as she returned the favor! SHE WAS SO FUCKIN' PUMPED YOU HAVE HER BFF WITH HER AGAIN!

And the hot bff I might add



Mischa followed as Reira went into her room and flopped herself on her own bed...That bed that had been slumber-party-free for a long time now! Mischa ran and jumped on her friend. Straddle style! "Don't apologize! I'm just so glad you are back! I missed you so much it isn't even funny!" and she gave her a kiss on teh lips! it was like a cartoon kiss on the lips; the elongated "muah" sound and all!

NO SHE WAS NOT TURNED ON!

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"We need to bake cookies! And when I say we I mean you... 'cause you know I can't bake! OH! and I will make us my famous hot chocolate! THEN we can PLAY VIDEO GAMES! THEN WE CAN HAVE SEX!"

She flopped over onto her side, now sitting on the left of Reira.

"My gawd, I'm lame!" she looked down and back up again. "So..cookies!? Loud music?"

[Reira DeMorvick]

As soon as her back hit the surface of the bed, all she could see was a lot of Mischa ! Opening her eyes again, she found the petite girl straddling her, with an adorable look on her face. Yep, Reira definitely missed her best friend. In fact, she almost felt lost without her while she was in Australia. Several times the notion of calling her ran through her head, but she refused to lay such a burden on her. Besides, she wanted to keep Mischa stress free and always her giggly self, which is exactly the way she was now.

"Don't apologize! I'm just so glad you are back! I missed you so much it isn't even funny!"

“I missed you more than words can say. I’m just so glad to be home! I was in Australia...visiting Francis. Do you remember him?”

Before Reira could say anything else, Mischa has placed her lips onto hers. It wasn’t strange for Mischa to be kissing her, not to mention lingering and making the kiss longer. They were friends for as long as she could remember and extremely close. Reira loved her to death. And for some reason...it felt okay to kiss her. She had missed her. To her astonishment, Reira found her arm raising and her hand resting on the back of Mischa’s head. Was Reira deepening the kiss? Fuck yeah. After some tongue wrestling, Reira pulled away, realizing what she had done.

“Oops, my bad! I just really missed you,” she said smiling, brushing some of Mischa’s hair behind her ear. “We should definitely make some cookies and then dip them in your hot chocolate! Shall we head to the kitchen, or? Are you okay?”

For now, the mystery would remain a mystery.

[Mischa Badoer]

I just died and went to heaven.

Yeah... Mischa really didn't need that! Now she was all figdety and stuff. Also... trying not to shiver as Reira brushed her hair with her soft..delicate hands...

Now she just couldn't get that list of things she wanted to do to Reira right here and now out of her head!

So after a few minutes of fantasizing...

"Are you okay?”

o.o

"Hm..Wha-?" she shook her head as if to shake some sense into her. "Um...I..Forgot what I was saying..." poor Mischa. She never could handle stuff like that well. Always so shy and shtuff! Man, if only Reira knew about Mischa.... and shared the same feelings. But NUUUU she had to go and like Chuck and Gabe...or Matrim... never girls >.>

So best keep it to herself!

"Well... if you are tired from a long trip... we could just totally lay here and just chat..." she said, somewhat nuzzling up with Reira. Sneaky girl, getting her in fix of sly feels.

It is almost like a guy pretending to be gay so he was allowed to touch girls' boobies!

Only this is pretending to be straight so she could nuzzle up and kiss girls!

BUAHAHA!

"So..uh....Francis... How was that?"

Yep, she remembered him alright.

[Reira DeMorvick]

The brunette merely laughed at Mischa’s forgetfulness. Too cute! “I’m sure you’ll remember eventually!” That’s right, she had faith in her! Oh Reira, if only you knew that Mischa was so god damn lesbian for you! Then maybe you’d understand that what Mischa was experiencing at the moment was nothing but one simple fact...the girl was horny. Completely oblivious, Reira moved to one side to allow room for her friend to snuggles against her. Yay for body warmth!

Grabbing a blanket, she threw it over both of them and continued to just be lazy in bed. She was tired. “Maybe we can lay here for a while...just a while. I want to tell you everything” After a moment of silence, Reira began. “Francis contacted Demetri and told him he wanted to see me. At first Demetri absolutely abhorred it...cause well, y’know Demetri...but after Francis explained his situation, Demetri finally gained sympathy for the man and told me the situation.” Shaking her head she continued. “Francis was dying from cancer and he wanted to spend his last moments with me by his side. I guess he did love me...I dunno...it was nice to finally get to see him again. But I’m not sad...it’s weird.”

Reira adjusted herself so that she was now on her side and propped up on one elbow. The girl was facing Mischa, an odd look on her face.

“There’s something else too...” This was by far the most disturbing thing in Reira’s history. “I have a half brother..”

[Mischa Badoer]

(OOC: Am I getting Noah Vibes? XD)

Mischa snuggled in the bed as Reira covered the both of them with her sheets. Reira propped herself up by the elbow as Mischa laid on her back, her arms crossed behind her head. Her face was titled to face Reira's and a rare expression had taken the inhabitants of Mischa's face; Seriousness.

She reached up and combed Reira's hair behind her ear for comfort as she told her about her father. Just as she finished, Mischa was ready to state it would have been normal for her to not feel sad... after all, the man abandoned her...sent her away...and Reira had not talked with him in the time being. It was hard to feel so much sadness for a stranger... Yes sympathy, but not depression.

But of course she wasn't able to when she heard the shocking news. Her hand paused, somewhat resting on the girl's cheek. Mischa's brown eyes went wide and she sat up now, her hand dropping from Reira's face.

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"My...My God..That is weiiird. Did you meet him? I mean... whoa..."

What else was she supposed to say? The girl was speechless! She knew a lot about Reira's family.. worked with them her whole life..her parents worked with her family... even they didn't know about the half brother! She wrapped one arm around Reira's neck and pulled her into a small, comforting hug. "Are you okay with that?"

[Reira DeMorvick]

(ooc: Perhaps! But quite honestly I just thought of this idea as I was writing the post..so uh..still working on it!)

There was never a dull moment in Miss DeMorvick’s life. Finding out that Francis had had another child a year after here was the biggest mind boggler she had in a while. She didn’t know what to do, or how to handle it, or how to even speak about it. The concept was just so damn weird. Reira had a brother that she just met a few weeks ago. Fuck her life. Sighing slightly she took comfort with Mischa playing with hair...though the girl stopped once Reira dropped the B bomb.

Mischa had an absolutely priceless expression on her face and Reira didn’t doubt that she had the same.

“Of course I met him. He was there the whole time I was...I mean...we do have the same dad, so it was a no brainer for him to be there. I uh, hung out with him a lot I guess...since he was the only person I knew down in Australia aside from Francis and Demetri’s men he sent to be my bodyguards. He’s a little bitch though!”

Yep, she was at a lost to what to say or do about this situation. Hell, from about two days ago, Demetri didn’t even know that Francis had a son. After all, as soon as Samara left Francis, the man was of insignificant importance, in other words, forgotten.

“Another DeMorvick---” At that moment, Demetri’s voice interrupted Reira. “I invited your brother to stay with us for a bit! Love you!”

Reira’s jaw dropped open. “NOO! Fuck my life.”

[Mischa Badoer]

Mischa listened to the story. That would have been God awfully awkward! As much as that sentence! This was pretty intense... as intense as the fact Demetri came in just in time for the conversation to tell the both of them they were going to have a new roommate. Well, it would just appear Demetri was establishing his own little orphanage!

Though, it would make sense due to the fact he was a year younger than Reira and without a father... God knows about the mother... 'Cause Mischa didn't!

Now Mischa was slightly nervous. Reira just finished saying he was a little bitch. Were they gonna have an annoying boy live with them? It was a lot better when girls ruled the beach house! Demetri was never here and her and Reira bossed the body guards around... which seemed very emasculating for them.

Now they will have a bitchy rich boy rooming.

"I dibs not sharing my bathroom!"

Leave it up to Mischa to take a serious situation and turn it into a battle of bathrooms. Her eyes shifted back to Reira with a sorry look.

"I will help you through your struggles, hun." she said, pulling Reira close once again, her chin atop Reira's head whilst a hand patted her soft...and luscious...beautiful brunette locks that smelled like spring flowers and sunshine.... Or airplane...