5

Your stab wound healed and you were back to your dancing self. But during the time you and Kid may have had a couple of...romantic...incidents: getting very close to each other, Kid seeing you naked, very close to accidentally kissing, close saves that always landed in a romantic position, etc.

It's been very embarrassing and uncomfortable. Everything always ended in a blush. For several days whenever Kid got close to you, you immediately ran away. It was just getting too much. Your brain saw him as a friend but your heart and pussy spoke otherwise.

You were on the bow, resting your elbow with chin in hand. You were looking out at the sunrise. It wasn't pretty or anything, the colors just helped calm your nerves. Nerves about Kid. A hand rested in your shoulder lightly, signifying a presence. You looked to your right to see the familiar burgundy fur. Well shit. "Hey..." Kid said.

"Hi."

"What are you doing up so early."

"I'm always up at this time. How about you?"

"I couldn't sleep all night."

You looked up at the pale man. "Yup, you got bags under your eyes." You sighed and began walking away, "Follow me. I'll get rid of those for the time being." You sure as fuck hope weren't making the wrong decision.

You led Kid into your room and instructed him to sit on the bed. You were at the vanity, getting a small amount of concealer you had made. You mixed a couple of lighter shades with it to match Kid's skin tone. You walked back over with the makeup and straddled his lap. "What are you doing?"

"Just close your eyes. And try not to move." You dabbed your finger into it and placed under his eye. But the ginger flinched. "By the way, it's cold."

"I realized that..." He growled. You continued to rub in the makeup, covering up the dark circles.

"Open." He did. You examined the color blending and made sure it was covered up. You could see that Kid was very skeptical and a little flustered. You got off of his lap, "Ok, you're all set."

"What did you do?"

"Covered up the circles, dumbass."

"Oh, um, thanks."

"No problem, stranger." You placed the small jar down.

"You're still going on with that shit?!"

"Stranger danger!" You yelled and ran out of the room. Kid ran after you in anger. You decided to be a bitch to the whole crew and ran down the hall of cabins, screaming, knocking and banging into the doors. You heard grumbling and groans from the other side of the wood. You ran back out on to the deck around to the other side of the bench. Kid was like the owner of an excited puppy. You being the puppy of course. You teased him by jerking in different directions. But he had had enough.

"Damn you!" He yelled and jumped over the bench to tackle you. The two of you went rolling and hit the front of the boat. You erupted in laughter and Kid soon followed.

"Look at you two love birds." Killer called. You and the redhead looked up to see the blonde with almost all the crew standing in front of you.

The laughter immediately stopped and you and Kid both separated from each other with a huge blush.

"Which one of you had the guts to wake all of us up?" A scrappy guy hollered.

You stood up. "Sorry...Kid was pushing me into the walls." You bowed your head.

"What the fuck?!"

"Kid...it's not nice to push girls. I thought I told you that!" Killer scolded.

"I didn't fucking touch her until I tackled her at the end!"

"It doesn't matter! She's still recovering, you know!"

"Oh stop babying her!"

You commanded the sea water to splash Kid. His red hair folded over onto his face causing laughter from the whole crew. But you had dug your own grave.

"Now you're gonna die..!" He growled and began to sprint after you. This time, you yelled and were actually fleeing for your life.