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 Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 6:30 pm
Israel smiled and snuggled closer to him and took a deep breath. She liked the way he smelled.
"Moments like these. Having my hair played with. Painting and drawing. Brownie ice cream sundaes," she smiled and looked up at him.
"What about you Giani? What makes you happy?" she asked.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 9:37 pm
Continuing to play with her hair Giani smiled and half watched the TV. "Moments like these. Painting and drawing. Brownie sundaes and naked women." He finished with a cheeky wink.
"Who do you think would win in a fight, Romeo or Juliet?"
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 10:05 pm
Israel sat up and looked at him with a mock glare at his last thing, but couldn't hold it as she started to giggle.
"Now what would you have said if I had said those exact things?" she asked with a teasing grin. She then laid back down against him and lifted his hand to place it back in her hair.
"Between Romeo and Juliet... I would say Juliet. Romeo always struck me as a weakling. I mean... he chose poison to kill himself. Juliet used a dagger. That takes guts," she said, wrapping her arms around him again.
"What about between the Greek gods Hera and Zeus?" she asked, glancing up at him.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 10:20 pm
"Dolce, I would not mind." He smirked.
"I agree maybe." He said relaxing back against the side of the bed a little more. "Though Juliet did try poison at first. It was her first reaction. The dagger was out of desperation. But I think the Capulets were far more hardcore."
Playing with the hair at the nape of her neck he closed his eyes and smiled at her suggestion.
"Hera, Zeus was obsessed with sex. All she'd have to do is get him into bed and kill him there."
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 10:38 pm
Israel relaxed against him, listening to his slow and steady heartbeat and concentrating on the feel of his fingers in her hair. She could hear his voice deep in his chest and smiled at his answer.
"That is very true," she replied closing her sleepy eyes. "Though most gods and goddesses were obsessed with sex if you ask me," she smirked.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 10:45 pm
"Indeed they were dolce." He said softly. "Which is why they always fighting. No time to enjoy each other's company or appreciate the other good things in life."
He shrugged and opened his eyes again looking down at her. "Without feeling there is no passion. The gods had little passion, they were all too selff obsessed."
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 11:40 pm
Israel listened to him and smiled softly as her breathing began to even. She didn't want to fall asleep. She didn't want to waste another moment with him by sleeping. She forced her eyes open and hugged him tighter.
"Passion and obsession I have had enough of. They only lead to trouble. I much prefer the simple things to make me happy," she said softly, stifling a yawn.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 6:31 am
Giani smiled down at her as she stifled her yawn.
"Yet again I can do that for you." He said softly still playing with her soft hair. "You can sleep if you want dolce, I won't be offended. I can even wake you if you look like you're going to have a nightmare."
He placed a kiss on her head and inhaled the scent of her shampoo. "You deserve a rest."
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 6:49 am
"But I don't want to sleep," she yawned, her eyes already beginning to shut again. Even though she wanted to stay awake, his offer to let her sleep and keep watch over her in case of a nightmare, comforted her. Soon, her breathing evened and her arms loosened from around him, she was fast asleep yet again.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 6:57 am
Giani picked her up in his arms and stood to lay her down on the bed. Switching off the TV he picked a blanket up from a chair and draped it over her. He grabbed his sketchbook and sat cross legged next to her where he worked on the finishing touches for a still life he had been working on.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 7:28 am
Israel was sitting on the beach, her skin warmed by the sun. She was happy and content. Her world couldn't have been a better place. She heard her name being called and looked up from the sketchbook she hadn't realized was in her lap to see her father. He was done packing up the car and it was time for them to go back into the city to go home. Suddenly they were no longer on the beach, but were in his car laughing at something. She couldn't tell what. Out of no where a loud honk screamed out and her father slammed on the brakes. But it was too late. The car that had lost control slammed into them.
Israel was stretched out on Giani's bed, sleeping peacefully, a content smile on her lips. After half an hour passed, her breathing began to quicken slightly and a frown crossed her brow as she clenched her hand into a fist. Within moments she started to move restlessly under the blanket draped over her.
"No...No!" she cried out softly, trapped within her nightmare and unable to wake up.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 4:34 pm
Giani sensed her restlessness immediatly, placing his sketchbookdown next to him he turned toface her, guaging the distressed expression on her face.
As she started to murmer he turned full to shake her.
"Dolce." He said softly running his hand over her hair. "Wake up." Moving his had to her shoulder he gave it a light squeeze and shook her a little.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 4:44 pm
Israel was confused. She was trying to get to her father, but someone was pulling her away. He needed her. Didn't they know that?
"No!" she yelled out and shoved against Giani's chest. She needed to get to her father. They needed to let her go.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 4:47 pm
Giani took her hands at the wrist to stop her from hitting him, or worse the wall.
"Israel. Wake up!" He said a little louder, and with more ergency. "It's all right. Wake up."
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2006 5:08 pm
At the sound of her name, Israel's eyes flew open and she struggled to pull out of Giani's grasp. She was confused and terrified as she sat up suddenly and tried to push herself away from Giani, managing to slip out of his grasp and backing into the wall, bumping her head.
The small pain from the bump woke her completely, and, breathing deeply, she stopped trying to get away as she put a hand to the back of her head. She was still confused, not sure of where she was since she wasn't in her bed, but the nightmare was over now. She was older. She wasn't in New York, and it had been a couple of years since the accident she reminded herself. Finally she noticed Giani and she realized what must have happened.
"I'm sorry," she said softly, tears starting to fill her eyes.
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