Karen paced back and forth, looking up at the sky. The sky was darker then usual. "Just great.." she whispered leaning agianst the wall near the mess hall. "where is that idiot..?"

"Hi~!" Ricky yelled cheerfully, falling from the sky upside down.  He paused a foot or two before he hit the ground, floating there upside down, eyes directly level with Karen's crotch. "Wassup?" he asked, smiling.

Karen blushed and pushed him back. "Pervert. I've been waiting on you!" she said crossing her arms. "Where have you been...peaking in the girls cabins again?"

"Hmm..." Ricky considered his response, slowly floating (still upside down) to the spot where he had been before she pushed him. Before he could say anything a gust of wind blew by, blowing Karen's shirt up slightly. "Hey, I can see up your shirt!" Ricky exclaimed gleefully, smiling innocently at her. 

Karen covered her shirt. "J-Jeez!! Ricky, why are you looking?" she asked turning away. "Forget it, I'll go by myself..."

"Because I like the view!" Ricky flipped himself right side up, landing gracefully on his feet. "Awww come on, don't leave me here, I'm coming too." he said, following her.

Karen looked back at him blushing. "Fine.." she said softly, keeping her hands crossed over her chest. "We're going hiking." she said looking away from him.

"Hmm, that sounds fun." Ricky paused, thinking for a moment before smirking and saying, "Hey, when we get back let's have a water balloon fight!" He was unable to hide a soft snicker which gave away his bad intentions.

Karen looked back at him. "Let's not, you know I get sick easily when I get wet." she said sighing. Turning around, she stoped. "Alright?" she said softly turning back around finally getting on the path. "Last time I got wet, I nearly died...true story." she said walking up the hill.

Ricky sighed, looking disappointed. "Well... I can dream... I bet you'd look reaaaaaally cute if you were allllll wet..." He smirked, staring at the sky.

Karen sighed and began up the hill. Half way up she stoped and looked up at the sky. "...Maybe we should head back, it looks like it's going to storm."

 "Yeah...I guess so, don't want you to get sick." Ricky turned around, heading back the way the came. He glanced up at the sky and got hit in the eye by a raindrop. "Agh, great, it's already starting."

Karen stoped walking as soon as it started raining. "..Crap..." she looked up at Ricky. "Where are we?" she asked looking around. "We're lost."

"It's okay. I'll find where we are." Ricky jumped into the air, flying higher and higher until he could see everything below him. "There's the mess hall...so her cabin would be...there." He flew down and landed beside her, scooping her into his arms. "All right, I know where we're going now." He flew as fast as he could in the direction of her cabin, praying she wouldn't get sick from being in the rain.

Karen shivered leaning closer to him, her face a light red as she leaned her head against his chest. Her light purple shirt clung to her, as well did her skirt. "Ricky...I don't feel so good." she whispered softly.

Trying to ignore the fact that she was all wet just the way he had wanted her before, Ricky said softly, "It's okay, we're almost there. You'll be okay." He landed in front of her cabin, phasing through the door and placing her gently down on her bed. "What should I get for you?"

"...New clothes..." she whispered out, shivering. "I'm...freezing..."

Ricky went through her drawers, pulling out some new clothes for her. "Alright, here's a shirt, pants, underwear... You need help changing?" he asked innocently.

Karen shook her head no. "...Thank you..." she said softly taking the clothes from his hands.

"Yeah..." Ricky glanced at her for a second. "You sure you don't want any help?" Oh Ricky... You're quite the desperate little pervert, aren't you...

"Yes..I'm sure." she said undoing her jacket. "I'll be fine." she said looking at her white tank top, blushing. 

Ricky pulled his eyes away but they snapped right back, staring at her chest. he kept trying to look away but his eyes always managed to wander back to her. "S-Sorry..." he muttered, covering his eyes with his hands. 

Karen covered herself and walked past him, and into the bathroom. "Wait out here.." she said closing the bathroom door, sighing. She took off the tank top but struggled with the skirt. which ended up her triping. And falling out of the bathroom. "Ouch...." she blinked and looked up at Ricky. Blushing a dark red, unable to move.

Ricky's eyes widened as he stared down at her. Blinking, he took a step closer, gently picking her up and placing her down on her bed. He untangled her and the skirt and pulled it off of her, putting it down on the bed next to her. "There you go.." he said smiling slightly. "I'll offer again..." he said with a smirk. "Are you sure you don't want me to help you change...?"

Karen blushed and leaned away from Ricky. "I-I'm sure!"

"Alright..." Ricky said softly, staring at her. "Hmm..." he muttered absentmindedly, "you really do have such a great body... ah--" he covered his mouth with a hand. "Haha, sorry...it just slipped out.."

Karen blushed and stood up. "Thanks..." she stood up putting her back to him. Walking back towards the bathroom.

"Oh, and Karen." Ricky smiled, tilting his head slightly to the side, putting on his most innocent face. "What's your bra size?"

Karen looked back at him then looked away. "56 D." she said entering the bathroom closing the door. Quickly getting dressed, and exiting. "Ricky?" she looked around. "Where he go?"

"Here I am!" Ricky became visible right next to her, giving a nervous fake-innocent smile. "I definitely wasn't invisible in the bathroom watching you change...or anything like that... Heh..."

Karen threw a glare at him, then looked away. "Pervert." she whispered covering her chest. Squshing it together.

"Mhm...yeah..." Ricky mumbled softly, gazing at her chest. "Wow, they really are big... I mean, uh..." He blushed lightly. "Sorry, slipped out again... I just can't help it sometimes..." He looked away but his eyes snapped right back to her chest. "Tell your boobs to stop looking at my eyes!"

Karen turned around. "I'm big for my age...if you haven't noticed." she sighed. "Of course you've noticed.." she covered her chest even more. 

"Oh, I noticed a looong time ago," Ricky said with a grin. "But..." He smirked at her, raising his eyebrows suggestively. "I bet you didn't know...I'm big for my age too."

Karen blushed a dark red. "P-e-r-v-e-r-t!!" she said glaring back at him. "Idiot..."

"Whaaat?" Ricky asked, staring at her with a smirk. "It's true. I can prove it. Wanna see?"

Karen turned away. "Nothankyou!!" she said with her words glued together. "...You're making me feel unconfortible.."

Ricky sighed, sitting down on her bed, staring at her with a half-smile. "Sorry about that... Want me to make it up to you?" He shot her a sketchy glance, hoping she would catch the perverted innuendo. "Haha, sorry, I'll stop for real now.. You were just being so cute, I couldn't resist."

"How would you make it up to me?" she asked cluelessly looking back at him, then her eyes traveled downward to his private place. She blushed and looked away. "...Jeez..."

"Looking for something?" Ricky asked with a smirk, catching her glance. "C'mere." He patted the bed beside where he was sitting, still smirking. "And I'll show you how I can make it up to you."

Karen blushed and sat down next to him. "What?" she asked looking over at him.

Ricky smiled innocently, waiting to make his move. "Karen...do you have a sweet spot anywhere? A place that's really sensitive?" He kept his voice and face as innocent as possible, still smiling.

"I...don't know...why?" Karen asked looking at him, suspiouslly.

"Just wondering..." Ricky made a hurt face, looking away for a second. "Why, can't you tell me? Or do I have to find it myself? Well, if that's the case, I don't mind..." He pushed her down onto her back. "...hide-and-seek is always fun..."

Karen looked up at him. "Ricky...if I tell you...you'd just go perverted.." she looked away. "And my turn on as well."

"Pleeeease tell me?" Ricky asked, smiling down at her. "I'll try not to be too perverted..." He leaned in closer, locking eyes with her, hovering just an inch away from her lips. "Tell me."

"My neck..." she whispered softly turning her head away. "...Is my soft spot...and my turn on is when ever someone bites me..."

"Why thank you, Karen..." Ricky said softly, leaning down to softly kiss her neck. He bit down on her neck, moving one of his hands to her chest without noticing what he was doing.

Karen gasped and closed both her eyes. "...You said you wouldn't do anything..." Karen whispered out blushing a dark red as he bit down on her neck. 

"Oh, I did?" Ricky asked softly, smiling. "I don't remember saying that...you must've just imagined it...silly girl. Oh and look, you're blushing... How cute..." He bit her neck again, harder this time, squeezing his hand on her chest.

Karen moaned then lifted a hand to him, pushing him a way. She was blushing as she touched her neck. "...I think you...bruised my neck..." she said looking away. "You pervert..."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Ricky leaned back down and gently kissed the spot where he had bitten her. "Am I being too rough with my poor little Karen? I'll play nice from now on..." He kissed her lips softly, pinning her down with one hand, keeping the other on her chest.

"I'm not little--" she was cut off by him kissing her on the lips. Giving in she kissed him back, she then pulled out of the kiss. "Ricky....what's gotten into you?" she asked blushing. "...Get your hand off my chest, I never said you could touch me there."

Ricky tilted his head to the side. "Well, it's not my fault... You were being sexy..." He looked down at his hand on her chest. "Oh, Karen, pleaaase? I'll let you touch me  wherever you want," he said, snickering softly.

Karen looked down at his private place, then looked away. "No." she said pushing him away, and sat up. "You can't touch my chest."

"Then... Can I touch your ass?" Ricky asked right away, tilting his head to the side, trying to make his innocent face but failing miserably.

Karen blushed and looked away. "I don't have to answer that!..." she said standing up, and walking to her dresser. "...Pervert..." she said bending over to get something in her dresser.

Ricky whistled obnoxiously as she bent over. "And what a nice one you've got, just thought I should let you know."

Karen let out an annoyed sigh. "...Now you're staring at my butt." she blushed standing up. "Pervert.." she glared back at him. "Stop staring."

"But I can't help it..." Ricky sighed, phasing off his shirt and tossing it to the ground. "It's hot in here..."

Karen blushed and looked over at him, then looked away. "Of course it's hot in here...it's summer time.." she said sitting on the edge of her bed looking at him, again. Then looked away still blushing.

"Really hot..." Ricky muttered, phasing off his pants as well, laying down sideways on her bed, propping his head up on his hand only wearing his boxers. "Hope you don't mind...I mean they're still pants...kinda... Shorts. Whatever, same thing."

Karen looked at him, and stoped moving for a second. Noticing he had a bump where his private place was. She looked away quickly. "Cover yourself.."

"But I'm hot," Ricky whined, tilting his head slightly to the side. "Heyyy, what were you looking at?"

"Nothing..! I wasn't looking at anything..." Karen said looking at the ground blushing a dark red. "Cover yourself, please.."

"Aww but you're blushing and I know you were looking at something..." Ricky stood up and walked over to her, putting his arms around her and pressing his body against hers hard. "What was it again..." He pushed himself against her harder for emphasis, "..that you had your eyes on?"

Karen blushed a deeper red, before elbowing him. Backing away a few steps, looking down then look at him. "I was looking at nothing! Besides...there's nothing to look at!"

"Ohh that hurts," Ricky winced, looking hurt. "C'mon, Karen, be nice... Why can't you cooperate with me? I'd treat you really nice..."

"Go back to your hole you... sleazy pervert.." Karen said looking away. 

Ricky winced, dropping his smile immediately. "I was... I was just playing..." he said bitterly, refusing to look at her. "Jeez...that hurts."

Karen didn't looked up at him. "...It didn't seem like you were...why don't you get out?..."

"Then why'd you tell me about your soft spot in the first place?" Ricky asked angrily, phasing on his clothes. "Why would you tell me that? Do you think it's funny to jerk me around?" He began to walk to the door, shoving her aside as he walked past her. "You whore."

Karen looked at him hurt, with half wide eyes. "..." she pushed him back. "I'm not a whore! You jerk!" she shouted at him, trembling in her spot. Her eyes water. "How dare you..." she lifted a hand, and slapped him across the face.

Ricky winced. "Struck a nerve, did I? What, you gonna cry about it? Cry on your own, whore. I'm out of here." He slapped her across the face in return, turning away and heading towards the door.

Karen stood in place then sunk to her knees. Touching her face, "Idiot..." she took her pillow and threw it at him, hard enough for him to fall. "..." she turned away and stood up. She touched her cheek and looked at in the mirror. It was bruised...she always bruised easily. She looked back at Ricky, then away.

Ricky stood up, glaring at her. "I hope that stays there for a while, it might remind you what an idiot you are." He gently touched his own cheek which was hurting him. "idiot..."

Karen looked over at him, then began walking towards him. "I'm not an idiot..." she said pulling her hand back, making a fist. Throwing it at him, punching him across the face. "I hope that stays you i-idiot!!!" she shouted running past him and into her bathroom. Locking it she sat down on the toilet. 

Ricky cursed softly, wincing with the pain of Karen's punch. He gently touched his cheek, spitting out blood onto his hand. He walked over to the bathroom and knocked on the door. "Jeez... You didn't have to punch me..."

"Go away!" Karen shouted at him. "Leave me alone..."

"You made me bleed!' Ricky raised his voice. "Let me use the bathroom..."

Karen timidly undid the lock, and let him in. Walking by him.

Ricky washed his face, looking at himself in the mirror. His hair was messy, his face was bruised, and his own sad eyes stared back at him. Shaking his head, he walked out of the bathroom, staring at Karen, not saying anything.

Karen looked back at him, touching her cheek. She layed back down hugging her pillow tightly.

Ricky shook his head again, sighing softly as he sat down next to her on her bed. "Look... I'm..." He gritted his teeth, hating to apologize, still trying to control his anger. "I'm sorry." He gently touched her bruised cheek. "...I'm sorry."

Karen looked up at him, and she shook her head. "I'm sorry..." she said tilting her head into her pillow. "If I wasn't so...soft..."

"Shhh..." Ricky placed a hand on her shoulder, gently rubbing her back. "It's okay... I said...some things I shouldn't have said and...did some things I shouldn't have done... I didn't mean...any of what I said..." he said softly as he continued to gently rub her back.

Karen closed her eyes and rolled down onto her stomach. So he could rub her back. "...I believe...you..." she whispered softly to him.

"How does...your face feel?" Ricky asked softly, still rubbing her back with soft hands. "I hope it...doesn't hurt too bad, I'm so sorry..."

"...It's fine." Karen whispered out softly.

Before he could stop himself, Ricky leaned down and softly kissed her bruised cheek, pulling away slowly. His hand paused on her back and he froze, staring at her in silence. "S-Sorry..."

Karen looked up at him, smiling slightly. "It's okay..."

Ricky sighed softly, gently pushing her over so he could lay down next to her. "I'm tired..." he muttered softly, looking sideways at her. "Don't worry, I'm not going to..." He blushed lightly, looking away. "...I won't hurt you."

Karen blushed and looked over at him, turning onto her side. "I...believe you..."

Laying on his stomach, Ricky put a gentle arm around her, pulling her close to him. "Thank you..." he whispered softly.

Karen blushed and slowly closed her eyes. Before falling asleep. "...Good night..." she murmured.

"...Night..." Ricky whispered, softly kissing the top of her head before closing his eyes and falling asleep beside her.

Karen slowly woke up the next morning. "...." she sat up slowly, she looked beside her. Gasping, "Ricky..." she backed up off the bed.

"Huh?" Ricky opened his eyes, blushing as he saw her. "Oh... Morning..."

Karen looked out side, seeing it was still raining. "I...you...we...slept...together?"

"I didn't do anything weird...promise..." Ricky muttered, sitting up, blinking at her with tired eyes. He rubbed his sore cheek. "Ouch."

"Are you okay?" she asked looking at him.

"Yeah...only hurts a little..." Ricky muttered, looking at her cheek. "How about you?"

"It's fine." she said softly.

"C'mere." Ricky grabbed her around her waist, pulling her into a gentle hug. He was trying to find words but didn't know what he was supposed to say, so he remained silent.

Karen looked up at him. "What...is it?" she asked softly.

"You're...so precious to me," Ricky said softly, hugging her tighter. "I never want to...lose you or...hurt you in any way..." He rested his head on her shoulder. "You're...so special...so important.."

Karen blushed and looked up at the ceiling with glassy eyes. "Ricky?"

"...Can I tell you something?" Ricky whispered, staring at the floor.

Karen nodded, closing her eyes feeling her heart beat pick up. 

"All kidding aside... All the times I've joked around with you and said weird things..." Ricky shook his head. "It's all been... For the longest time... It's..." He squeezed his eyes shut, afraid of her response. "...I'm...pretty sure I... I love you."

Karen blushed andhugged him tightly. "I love you...too Ricky, even if you are a pervert. I love you.."

Ricky's eyes widened. "Wh-What?" He squeezed her tightly, burying his face in her shoulder. "Not a dream..." he whispered to himself in amazement. "It's...not a dream... So happy..."

Karen smiled. "Shocked?...why do you think, I cried last night?" she asked softly squeezing his shirt. Blushing. "And...there is something there.."

Ricky let out a soft laugh, pulling away for a moment, eyes scanning her face before he leaned in and passionately kissed her lips. Pulling away, he whispered, "I love you... I love you..." over and over again, loving the sound of the words on his tongue, feeling so happy.

"I love you too." Karen said hugging him tightly. "Ricky...You want to show me...now how you were going to make me happy yesterday?"

"Yes..." Ricky whispered, hugging her back. "...Only there's...one tiny problem..." He pulled away, staring at her, smiling. "You...aren't supposed to be wearing anything..." He leaned in and softly kissed her neck, avoiding the bruise he had made last night, not wanting to hurt her.

Karen blushed and stummbled back and sat on her bed. "...Once I'm turned on, that won't matter...at all."

"Haha...good..." Ricky smiled. "I'll be gentle... Tell me to stop...if I'm hurting you." He gently bit her neck, stroking her cheek with one hand and gently touching her chest with the other.

Karen shivered closeing her eyes. "A...little harder..." she said touching his hand on her chest, pressing it against her breast.

Ricky bit down harder on her neck, shivering as she touched his hand. He squeezed his hand hard on her chest, feeling pleasure rush through his body.

Karen clooked up at him blushing. "Rick..y.." she whispered pulling him closer, she felt her chest become hard. And she blushed. "I'm...turned on....n-now..." she whispered softly into his ear.

Ricky blushed lightly as she whispered in his ear. He softly kissed her lips, whispering, "So am I...", pressing his body against hers, whispering suggestively in her ear, "Can you tell?" 

Karen blushed and nodded. "Y-Yes...I can...tell." she said turning into her side looking up at him. "...I'm just going to lay here...and I want you to do whatever...you want to me.."

"Hmm, you sure you wanna do that?" Ricky asked softly, smirking at her as he pulled off her shirt. "Because... I'm awfully horny right now... So...let's take off that 56 D..." With a smirk, he removed her bra, staring at her chest for a moment before putting both hands on it. "Ah...god, Karen... I'm so..hard...right now..."

Karen looked up at him, blushing. "..." she smiled and gently looked at his hands. "...Ricky..." she said softly.

Ricky smiled back in response, sofly kissing her lips. He trailed kisses down her neck to her chest, running his tongue along her chest before bringing his mouth down her lower stomach, pulling down her skirt and underwear because they were in the way. He softly whispered her name as he continued to trail kisses down to her private place.

Karen looked down at Ricky and gently touched his head. "Ricky...don't go so far...okay?" she whispered bringing his head back up to her. "Please?"

"Shhh..." Ricky said softly, staring at her with eyes filled with lust. "You said I could do...whatever  I want..." He phased off his shirt, pants, and boxers all at once, never taking his eyes away from her face. Suddenly the look of seriousness vanished from his face and he was smiling innocently at her. "Karen, Karen, blow me!" He tilted his head sideways, knitting his brow together and sticking out his bottom lip in his cutest, most innocent face. "Pleeeeease?"

Karen blushed and stared at him. "Ricky..." she said softly. "I....well..." she looked away. "...Nonononono...I can't..."

"Please?" Ricky clasped his hands together in a begging notion, staring at her with sad eyes. "Please, Karen? I want to...feel good too." He kissed her softly, still staring at her sadly when he pulled away. "Pleeeease?"

Karen blushed and looked at him. "Ricky...I...can't..." she said gently touching his cheek. "Please...understand.."

"No, I don't...understand." Ricky continued to frown, looking disappointed. He reached up and touched her hand on his cheek. "I'd...do anything for you... Can't you...do the same for me?"

Karen looked at him. "...Please..." she said softly. "...It's..." she gently pulled away. "...Different..." she slowly pulled away, sitting up.

"I love you... I don't want to hurt you or...do something you don't want to do..." Ricky looked away. "But... I don't understand why you get like this for me... You tell me you'll let me do whatever to you and then...tell me no." He sighed softly, shaking his head. "It hurts, it makes me feel.. I don't know...used."

Karen looked up at him. "...Used?" she shook her head. "No...no...I didn't...use you..." she said, gently touching his hand. "I'm sorry."

Karen shook her head, fixing her skirt. "I'm sorry...Ricky...this is different...understand....please...understand."

"I don't understand!" Ricky said sharply, throwing up his hands in frustration. "What is it that you want from me, Karen? What do you want!?"

Karen looked at him. "...I...I don't...know."

"Make up your fricking mind!!" Ricky shouted angrily. "I'm not a toy, Karen, you can't jerk me around and then decide you don't want to play with me anymore and throw me away!"

Karen stood up and looked down at him. "I don't...want to have sex with you.." she said staring down at him. "Understand that, please!" she backed away slightly. "Please.."

"God damn it..." Ricky whispered, sitting down, staring down at the floor. "I thought...I was doing everything  right... I thought you loved me..."

Karen looked at him. "I do love you..." she said covering her chest the best way she could. "...Ricky...you don't understand me...you just don't.."

"If you love me then what the hell do you want from me?" Ricky shouted. "What am I not understanding? What's with you? I don't know why you did this to me, Karen...making me think I could... I... Augh, forget it..." He turned away from her, refusing to look her in the eye. "You don't love me.. You're a liar. If you loved me you wouldn't be doing this to me."

"S-Shut up..." Karen said trembling. "Shut up shut up!..." she said pushing him onto the ground. "Idiot..."

"Whatcha gonna do now?" Ricky asked, glaring up at her. "Lie to me some more? Hit me?" His eyes narrowed. "You hate me..."

"I love you!" She shouted at him, tilting her head down. "...Get out...get the hell out!"

"You're a liar!" Ricky shouted, not getting up. "If you loved me you wouldn't be doing this to me! You wouldn't be kicking me out, you'd be giving me what I want... You're a liar you stupid whore!"

Karen threw her pillow at him, then ran into the bathroom locking the door. "Idiot...idiot...he's such and idiot!" she shouted sinking to her knees. Covering herself with a towel. "..."

"...She has to come out eventually..." Ricky muttered softly to himself, putting his clothes back on and sitting down on her bed, waiting. Man... I screwed up again...

Karen sat there for another five minutes. Not hearing anything, she opened up the bathroom door. Is he gone? she thought, but he wasn't. She stoped and looked over at him, then away.

Ricky just looked at her silently, not saying a word. His hands were folded across his chest and there was a sad look mixed with anger in his eyes. Finally he spoke. "You done sulking?"

Karen flinched, and nodded her head. Keeping her head down. 

Ricky paused for a moment. When he finally spoke again, he asked, "You still want me to 'get the hell out'?"

Karen still didn't looked up at him, or answer him. She simpley shook her head.

"What do you want from me then?" Ricky asked calmly, taking his eyes off of her to stare blankly at the ceiling.

Karen looked at him, and then away. "...I don't know, really." she said softly. "...Are you mad...at me?"

"I don't know." Ricky didn't look at her. "You still pissed at me?"

Karen didn't answer him, she just looked away. "...I'm going to dinner...is that...alright?"

Ricky stood up, still not looking at her. "Let's go," was all he said.

Karen followed behind him, "Ricky I..." she stoped talking and followed him silently. Looking away, tilting her head down. She stoped and pushed him. "...Idiot.." she shouted running out into the woods. "Idiot."

Ricky rolled his eyes, running after her and then jumping into the air, flying until he caught up with her. His arms went around her from behind and the force of his hug/tackle sent both of them to the ground, Ricky on top of her. "Jeez..."

"Let go of me.." Karen said closing her eyes. "Get off of me..." she looked back at him. "I don't...want to talk to you right now.."

"Shut up, why'd you just run away like that?" Ricky asked angrily, not moving, keeping his arms locked around her, squishing against her chest.

Karen tilted her head up. "...I don't have to give you a-a reason.." she said in a trembling voice. "...Get off of me..."

"No," Ricky grunted, squeezing his arms tighter around her, pushing them tighter against her chest. "Stop running away from me, you're acting stupid."

Karen winced and closed her eyes. "I'm not acting s-stupid..." she moved around trying to wiggle free. "Get off of me!"

"Yes you are, stop moving around!" Ricky yelled at her, not loosening his grip as she squirmed around. "I'm not getting off until you calm down! I'm not going to let you run away, so just get a grip and calm down!"

Karen glared up at him, before kneeing him hard in the private place. "Let me go!" she said again, finally squerming parshly out from under him.

"Ow, jeez Karen!" Ricky hissed, letting go and covering his private place with his hands. "Oh god oh god... Why'd you have to do it so hard!? Do you have any idea how painful it is?" He yelled at her, moaning in pain. "J-Jeez..."

Karen backed up from him. "I told you to leave me alone..." she whispered standing up, stepping back. "I-I'm sorry, I had to do that.." she murmured running away from him. The sky above showed it was going to rain any minute... "Idiot." she whispered hidding behind a random tree, sinking down as it started to rain.

"Idiot, idiot..." Ricky whispered to himself.  "Now look what you've done Karen, you idiot..." He walked through the trees, looking for her, calling out her name, eventually becoming soaked from the pouring rain. Shivering, he continued to yell for her until his throat was sore and his lungs were aching. "Jeez...Karen..." he muttered, shivering as he leaned against a tree. "Come back..."

"....Ricky...." murmured a voice from the other side of the tree. "....R-Ricky...." she was trembling, freezing cold and achy. "...Ricky..." she whispered again, tilting her head down. "...Find...me s-soon...please..."

Ricky whirled around, catching sight of Karen behind the tree. He bent down, scooped her into his arms, and was about to tell her what an idiot she was, but he decided that could ait until later. In silence, he walked back to her cabin, pushed open the door, placed her on her bed, and just stood there, looking at her, dripping water onto the floor.

Karen looked up at him with a pale face, a red flash went over her cheeks. As the cold hit her, she shivered. Wrapping herself around her blankets. She looked down at the ground, afraid to look up at Ricky. "I'm sorry."

Ricky still didn't say anything. He grabbed new clothes for her and dropped them onto her bed, not saying a word.

Karen sat up, and looked at the clothes. Looking down she took off her shirt and skirt, and began putting on her new pair of clothes before sneezing.

Ricky sighed, shaking his head. "You have to be more careful.. You act too quickly and someday you're going to get yourself seriously hurt. Are..you okay?"

Karen nodded her head, gently putting the shirt down next to her. Before looking up at him. "...I'm sorry..." she said quietly.

Ricky sat down on her bed next to her, gently stroking her soaking wet hair. His other hand found hers and grabbed onto it gently. "Don't run away anymore..." He kissed her softly, gently squeezing her hand. "Please?"

Karen averted her eyes. "...Okay." she whispered softly stil looking away, before looking up at him. "...Why...aren't you mad at me?"

Ricky gently wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, resting his chin on the top of her head. "I don't know, Karen..." he said softly, staring at the ceiling. "...because I was an idiot...i guess. It was my fault in the first place.."

"It goes...both ways." she whispered softly to Ricky. Shivering slightly, "Ricky...you're so weird sometimes.." she whispered squeezing his shirt. "...So very weird..."

"I can be weird?" Ricky asked softly. "You think I've been weird so far?" A red knife appeared in his hand. With his arms still around her, he held the knife point up against her neck, then trailed it down, ripping her shirt open down to her chest. He drew little circles with the blade on her chest, not drawing blood but leaving behind the chilling feeling of cold steel. "I'll show you how 'weird' I can be... You haven't seen anything yet..."

Karen looked up at him. "...Ricky." she whispered softly to him. "What's gotten into you?" she asked softly, slidding away from him.

"I think you should be more worried about what might get into you." Ricky said softly, holding up his knife, pushing her against the wall. He trailed the knife all the way down her shirt, ripping it all the way open. "I've had enough of you.. Enough of you yelling at me and running from me and not listening to me.." He brought the knife back up to her chest and made a shallow cut, licking a drop of blood off of her. "I'm tired of it."

"R-Ricky..." Karen said blushing, swallowing as he kissed the blood off of her. "Quit it...please.." she was pressed against the wall and couldn't think strait. "Please....w-what are you- going to do to me?"

"Only what you deserve..." Ricky said softly, making a long thin cut up from her chest, up the side of her neck to her jaw. He ran his tongue all the way along the line he had cut open, smirking at her. "It tastes so good... I love watching you bleed..." He pressed the blade flat against her neck. "You're so cute when you're scared.."

"I-I'm...not scared.." she whispered trembling. "I'm not..." she was though, thinking quickly she pushed him away from her. Slidding the side grabbing her unbrella and ran out the cabin door. "Why...has he snapped...?"

Ricky growled softly in anger, running out the door after her. He aimed carefully and fired a shot of glowing red energy at her umbrella, causing it to explode and leave her without protection in the rain. "You can run all you want, I'll always catch you..." Ricky hissed, throwing the bloody knife at her.

Karen looked back and dodged just in time, seeing the red knife hit the tree in front of her. Gasping for air, she took off running again covering herself from the rain with her ruined shirt. "...!" she saw the perfect place to hide up ahead! A grove of a tree. Slidding quickly under it she covered her mouth to calm herself. Leaning down she breathed softly.

Ricky closed his eyes, tensing his muscles, perking up his ears, listening intently for any sound besides the pattering of the rain. He smelled the air - smelled the blood. A wicked grin formed on his face as he invisibly flew after the smell, following his murderous instincts rather than his eyesight. Finally he came up behind her and invisibly phased into her, overshadowing her. "Now I'm in your head... I'm everywhere and you can NEVER outrun me..."

Karen gasped and held her head. "G-Get...out of me." Karen said trembling. "...Ricky why are you doing this?" she asked trembling. "....Why did you snap?"

"Shut up, stupid girl." Ricky hissed from inside her head. "It's your fault I got like this, it's all YOUR fault. You never give me what I want, and now you're going to pay for it... Stupid Karen..." He moved his arm from inside her, she moved her arm. He concentrated on forming a knife in his hand, and one appeared in hers. "I can kill you right now and there's nothing you'd be able to do about it... I have...complete control over you now..."

Karen stared at the knife in her hand. Trembling with fear, she shook her head. "No...no...Ricky.." she whispered with wide eyes. "I'm sorry...I didn't want to lose it..." she said closing her eyes. "...Please...don't d-do it.."

"Then behave for once..." Ricky said angrily from inside her body. "Why can't you just do what I want? Why can't you ever?"

"Because what you want...is...special and extremely importent to me...Ricky.." she stared at the blade. "...So please..."

"Am I important to you?" Ricky hissed, pressing the blade slightly into her neck. He felt a prick of pain in his own neck but ignored it. "Do I matter at all?"

"Aah..." Karen said trembling, closing her eyes. "You do matter...it's...just..." she winced. "...I...don't want to lose it...until I get married.."

"Why? That's stupid!"  Ricky pressed the blade in harder. "Marriage... Marriage is boring and stupid and constricting.. Right now you're free, you're free to have fun, Karen, you're never gonna keep it until you get married..."

Karen felt her eyes tear up. "...Ricky..." she whispered sadly. "...You know I want to wait...Marriage is special...it means you actully...love each other..." she winced and closed her eyes. "You're acting...cr-crazy.."

"Fine then, marry me then, why don'tcha?" Ricky asked angrily. "I do love you... I'd show it a lot more if you'd stop acting so uncooperatively."

"No...not if you ask me like that.." she said leaning against the tree, with the knife still to her throat. "...If you loved me, you wouldn't be doing this...you stupid idiot.."

"If you loved me you wouldn't constantly be walking out on me... Running away from me... Backing out..." Ricky pushed the knife farther into her neck, gasping in pain as he felt it too. "You're always hurting me...and it pisses me off..."

Karen gasped in pain and winced. "...I-Idiot..." she hissed closing her eyes. "...Please stop it, Ricky....I ran away from you...afraid okay?"

"Then why can't you just stay with me?" Ricky asked. "If you'd stop running...I wouldn't have a reason to scare you or...hurt" he pushed the knife in hard, feeling himself become lightheaded. "...y-you... ah..." His hand fell from the knife but it was in so deep it stayed lodged in her neck. He fell forward, out of her,landing in her lap, bleeding.

Karen gasped and grabbed at the knife. Trembling she pulled it out, gasping for air. "R-Ricky..." she said looking down at him, watching the blood come out of her neck. "...Ricky..." she fell forward on top of him, while he was in her lap. "..I'm sorry."she whispered touching his neck gently, healing it before passing out.

Ricky gave a soft little moan of pain, sitting up and opening his eyes. He looked over and saw Karen with a large cut in her neck and remembered, horrified, what he had done. The rain had died down to a light drizzle. Dizzily, he rose to his feet and grabbed Karen, picking her up, staring down at her sadly before flying back to her cabin, phasing through the walls and dropping her on her bed. He sat down beside her, running his fingers through his wet hair nervously. He stared sadly at her neck, and then touched his own, not feeling a mark. "Karen.... Why would you..." He looked quickly in the wall mirror, seeing nothing where he should've had a cut just like hers. "Why did you... Damn it... Wake up.."

Karen's hand flinched, but she didn't move. "...cky...Rick..Ricky..." she whispered, opening her eyes slightly. "....elp...Help...me.."

"What do.... What do I do?" Ricky stared at her, trembling slightly, hating himself for what he had done to her. "You're...bleeding," he said bluntly, stupidly. "Uh... Uh... What am I supposed to do? How do I help?"

"...." Karen couldn't answer him as she moved her mouth, she shook her head. It was usless...he cut her to deeply.

"How do I heal?" Ricky shouted, panicking now. "How do I heal people like you do?" He grabbed her shoulders, eyes tearing up. "God damn it Karen, how do I do it?"

Karen winced and shook her head. "....I don't know..." she mouthed to him. "...Take me...to the infermary..." she mouthed again. "...Please.."

Ricky's face was twisted up in pain as he mentally tortured himself with various scenes of her dying. He lifted her up and flew to the infirmary; the nurse gave him a weird look as he put Karen down on one of the beds.

The nurse looked at Ricky, then at Karen. "...Watch her for a second, I'm going to get some wrappings quickly!" she said walking quickly from him.

Karen looked up at Ricky, and then away trying to cetch her breath.

"Are you...okay?" Ricky asked softly, waiting for the nurse to come back. "Sorry, stupid...question..."

Karen shook her head no, as the nurse came back.

After she finished wrapping up her neck, she looked up at Ricky. "She....won't be able to talk for a while, I don't know how long, but, she'll be fine."

"Okay.." Ricky tilted his head to the side slightly, looking at the nurse. "Can we...get a private room for her to stay in and rest?" He gave an innocent smile. "Please?"

"Of course..." The nurse said softly. Opening up a room close to them. "Here."

Karen  looked at the nurse. Mouthing, "Thank you.." before looking at Ricky. "?"

"Thanks," Ricky told the nurse, closing the door behind them, silently locking it. "So...Karen..." He took a step towards her. "You feel better now?" He put a gentle hand to her neck, slowly, lightly trailing it down to her chest.

Karen looked up at him, pulling away haistly. Shaking her head, she covered her chest blushing. Before mouthing "No...I'm not anybetter.." to him.

Ricky forced her arms away from her chest, pinning them down to the bed. "What, Karen? Don't like it?" Holding her hands down, he pressed his face against her chest, executing a combination of kissing, light biting, and sucking. "Too bad you can't scream.." he muttered softly into her chest, smirking.

Karen closed her eyes. "Stop...stop...Ricky!" she mouthed out, moving around. She blushed a dark red, tilting her head down towards him. "...S-Stop..."

"Oh will you please stop moving..." Ricky muttered, looking up at her, still keeping his mouth at her chest. "Ohh, you're blushing... how cute..." He bit her neck in the spot where he had stabbed her before, seeing crimson appear from under the bandage. "Makes me want to...tear you apart..."

Karen opened her mouth to scream out in pain, but tears came in stead. Trembling, she looked up at him in horror. "Rick...y.." she whispered out. "Why...?" she finally- slightly had her voice back. "Why?..."

"Shut up," Ricky removed the bandage from her neck, tying it around her mouth to stop her from talking. "And get rid of those stupid tears." He forcefully pulled off her skirt, hissing, "This time...I'm getting what I want..."

"Stop!!---" Karen was cut off, and she looked up at him with wide eyes. "No...no...no!!" she muffled kicking around. "...St-Stop it..."

"Ugh, you're so annoying." Ricky shot ecto-tape at her legs, pinning them to the bed. "So very annoying... Maybe this'll...shut you up..." He phased off his pants and boxers, crawling on top of her. "The more you move the more it'll hurt..." he whispered in her ear, "so take my advice and cooperate."

Karen winced in pain as the wound on her neck opened back up. "...R-Ricky..." she murmured staying still. "...Please...mercy...please stop..." she whispered staring at him, feeling dizzy. "...T-Think...of w-what will happen to me...if you d-do this..." she said closing her eyes. "I'd be pregnate.."

"I don't CARE what happens," Ricky hissed, eyes glowing red. "I'm going to get what I want and I mean it this time." Pinning her wrists down to the bed, he grabbed the neckline of her shirt in his teeth and jerked his head abruptly, ripping her shirt completely down the middle. Grinning, he softly kissed her chest, his bright red eyes flickered up to hers. "Don't even try to stop me... I'm getting what I want."

Karen gasped and looked at his red eyes, with her frightened brown ones. "R-Richard Drynn...!" Karen said in a harsh voice. "I'll hate you...I'll absolutly hate you if you do this!!"

"Just shut up already!" Ricky shouted, using one hand to pin her wrist and the other to cover her mouth. Still using his teeth, he moved his head down, grabbing her skirt in his mouth and pulling it down, still holding onto her with his hands. "It's about time you've given me..." He did likewise with her underwear, using his mouth to pull, leaving his hands free to restrain her. "...what I want."

Karen moved, around before kneeing him in the face. "...You'll never ever have it...." she said trembling. "...Ne-Never ever.."

"Damn it, Karen!" Ricky hissed, slapping her across the face. "Shut the hell up and stop bothering to fight back, you're always going to lose!" He held her legs down with ecto-tape and pinned her arms with his hands. "I'm going to rape you...and there's nothing you can do.."

Karen closed her eyes. "No...no...no...this can't be...happening." she said softly looking up at him with tearfilled eyes. "...Wh-Why?...Are you doing this?"

"Because I want it, and I wanted to do it nicely and with love and..." Ricky narrowed his eyes, looking angry and confused. "...I wanted it to be special... But you refused, over and over..."

"Because!!! Because...I don't..." she was thinking for the right choice of words carefully. "I...mean, I'm not ready for that. I'm sorry." she stared up at him.

"I'm ready!" Ricky protested angrily, clenching his fists. "I want this! Why can't you just give me what I want? Just one thing..."

"Ow ow...ow.." Karen said as he clenched his fists. "Please...I'll give you anything else in the world...but...that.."

"Please..." Ricky's expression of sadness turned back to anger. "Hell, why am I asking you? I can get what I want, damn it." He phased off his pants and boxers, crawling on top of her. "And there's...nothing you can do about it..."

Karen closed her eyes. "..." tilted her head away from him, and phased threw the bed. Landing under it with a soft thud. She reached out from under the bed to get her bra, and underwear. "H-Hurry...Karen.."

"I don't think so..." Ricky hissed, dropping through the floor and sliding his arm under the bed, grabbing Karen. "No you don't..."

Karen hugged the clothes in her other arm. "Let go!" she said struggling now. Her bra and underwear on. Her shirt parshly on, skirt already on. "Ricky, Stop it!!" she said kicking him away. Crawling from under it, into the opening trying to get to the door.

"Don't you dare!" Ricky hissed, shooting ecto-tape at the door, sealing it shut. Standing up, he took a step towards her, hissing angrily, "I've had it with you Karen... I'm sick and tired of this..." He threw a red knife at her, raising his voice. "Sick and tired of it."

Karen stared at the door, then turned around and looked up at him. Reflecting the red knife off an ecto-sheild. "Ricky..." she whispered before phasing threw the door. Looking at the doctor nearest her. She quickly flew out of the infirmary. Towards her cabin, she landed in her room. Grabbing her bag, she began packing. 

"Stupid girl..." Ricky hissed, phasing his clothes on and flying up through the ceiling, staring down at the camp below him. Figuring she must be in her cabin, he headed in that direction, phasing invisibly down through her ceiling, landing behind her, watching her with anger in his eyes.

Karen finished packing, holding the suitcase in her hand. She stood in place, her shoulders trembled. "Why..." Karen whispered holding stomach. "...I'm going home, thats that.." she said to herself turning around and walking threw Ricky. Shivering, she stoped and looked over her shoulder.