Book 9 - Catwoman and superman return.

I GOT KIHA'S PERMISSION MEW >D

Ringo's phone buzzed.
He lifted it from his jean's pocket, flipping it up and reading the text.
"Aww man.. A dinner date.. But alright.."
He chanegd into a blue and black striped jumper and black jeans with a spike belt and black converse.
He gelled his fringey bits and he put the gun down his pants again, making sure it was pushed fiirmly down so the handle didn't stick out.
But it looked like he had a big... (EWEW NOT SAYING IT!)
He texted back.



He decided to got to his back yard. (Wrong.)

He went outside, looking up at the stars and moon, and then somehting brightly coloured caught his eyes.
"OH MY LORD!! WHAT IS THAT THING!!"
He yelled. It was pretty, but the wings scared him..
All fluttery and veiny.
Before it could speak he slammed the door shut, locked it and went to the front door, opening it.

There came a knock, from the large white door.

"Hey, Ringo!" Kiha said, in her outfit.



"Not very posh, but Eh. It's a dinner party! Cancel the posh one, I found a new 5star expensive one, But in beach style! They still have alot of food, though!" exclaimed Kiha. She had a fan with her, though.

She blew her fan, going up to the waiter. "Table for 2, please." Kiha said.

The waiter nodded, and led them to a table.

"I'll have.. Champaigne for drinks, and Mussels for Main course, and your finest Chocolate Cake, Please." Kiha muttered. Everyone stared, and all the new comers, fat or thin, on diets or not on diets still orderd what Kiha orded.

All Ringo ordered was a small plate of salad and some Foster's beer.

He smiled, waiting for Kiha to talk, but it seemed like she was waiting for him to talk so he started.
"How's the weather?"
He asked, knowing it was stupid.
But he just couldn't concentrate with the gun down his pants.
It had slipped into his underwear so it itched and he felt cold.
He shivered, but managed to smile, flipping his hair casually.

Behoimi quickly rushed home, and got dressed. "What was I DOING there?!" She said. Hopefully Ringo hadn't seen her.

Ringo just sat uncomfortably at the table, while Kiha looked at him hard.
"Are you okay?"
She asked, seeming as he kept fidgetting under the table.
He suddenly jumped up.
"Completely fine... I just need to go home and drop something off... See you.. Back here?"
He rushed all this, already picking up his leather jacket.
Kiha looked around and nodded, sighing.
Ringo rushed off without another word.

He opened his house door and ran in, pushing himself up against it and closing it.
He sighed and ran upstairs and into his bedroom, darting his eyes about and locking the door. He shoved one hand down his jeans and got the gun, lifting it out carefully.
He almost pulled the trigger at some point, but he was extra carefull.
He looked around the room, finding a place to put it.
He decided to put it in the medicene cabinate, where his tablets and shaving cream ETC were.
He shoved it in, right at the back and hid it with a big box of tissues.
He then locked it with a key and threw it in his underwear draw att the back.

He htought he wouldn't go back to the resteraunt and not really thinking who would pay and stuff he sent a text to her saying:




Ringo looked out of his window, which led out into the garden and he looked at the grass, looking for the mini fairy creature.
After an hour he decided to go to bed, as it was getting quite dark.
He took his clothes off and slept in his black boxers.
He closed his eyes, lookign rather pale in the moonlight, his lips slightly red.
He finally slept, looking handsome, yet like a baby boy.
He dreamt of guns and deaths...

His chest rose and fell heavily, a sign he was having a nightmare.

The next day, Behoimi went over to ringo's. She got dressed, and knocked on the door.

Ringo was still asleep.
But one knock on the door he widened his eyes, sitting bolt upright.
"Aw man.."
He muttered, putting a hand to his head.
"I'LL BE DOWN IN A MINUTE!!"
He yelled, getting out of bed and not bothering to make it.
He put on a checkered black and white T-shirt and blue jeans with a spikey black belt.
He put on a black and white-striped sweat band and a black and blue beaded surfer bracelet and necklace.
He gelled his hair, it was growing back slightly, hopefully in a week it'd be normal.
As a last resort he sprayed lynx deoderant all over himself, and tkaing one final look at the medicene cabinate he jumped down the stairs, wrenching the door open.
He saw it was Beh and he leaned against the doorframe in a boyish way, almost out of breath, his heart beating fast.
"Oh....Hi.."
He said in a cool way.
He smiled and beckoned for her to come in.

Nodded, and wiping her feet on the doormat, she entered. "Um...I want to talk to you about my gun.." She entered the living room, sitting down. "Have you seen it?"

Ringo stopped dead in his tracks. He widened his eyes, taking an intake of breath.
He gulped and turned around, tugging at the collar of his shirt like it was boiling.
"What... Gun?? GUN?? Why do you have a gun?"
He rushed all this, blinking madly. So she knew about the gun!!
His heart pounded under his shirt, a sign he was nervous and obviously lying.
He folded his arms, but didn't keep the position for too long.
"Let's have a hug..."
He said, trying to divert her and hopefully change the subject.
He pushed her close to his chest, embracing her tightly.
He would smell strongly of Lynx deoderant and his hands went clammy, he looked pale.

"Uh...Are you feeling alright?" She asked, then pulled away from him. "My gun...Yes, I have a gun. I use it for whenever....ENEMIES are around. You know."

Ringo squeaked, he didn't know she was the sort of girl who would shot down a school bully or something.
So that was why Ronnie Finchley never came back to school....

He shivered at the thought and began to sweat even more.
"Sure... Fine.. Fine completely fine!!"
He darted his eyes about.
"Never seen it.... You see.. Ill I am.. I mean I'm very ill.."
He threw in a fake cough.
"Very contagious.. Since I hugged you you may wanna leave!"
He swooned onto the sofa, sighing.

"...You're lying, aren't you? Come on, tell me. There could be horrible, gruesome monsters around at any moment. I need it."

Ringo looked around, as if there was a monster behind him.
He gave up, sighing.
She did have a point.. SHe'd need it for defence.
"I..I'm sorry... I took it because I thought you wouldn't be safe.. Plus I thought someone had planted it in your bedding... It doesnt seem like you... To carry a gun."
He looked at the floor and shuffled nervously.
He took her hand, dragging her upstairs to his bedroom.
"It's here.."
He said, looking for the key.
He opened his underwear draw, blushing pink slightly.
He saw it tucked in his blue boxer shorts.
He pulled them out, blushing even more, he held them above his head, shaking them.
The key dropped and unfortunately dropped down into his mouth.
He dropped the underwear to the floor and swallowed it by accident.
He put a hand to his chest, widening his eyes.
"Uhoh.."
He mumbled, narrowing his eyes and looking at Beh.

Behoimi gasped, rushing over to him. She wrapped an arm around him. "Are you...Are you okay?" She was more worried about him than the gun.

Ringo nodded, looking about.
"Just fine, he said in a thick voice."
He blinked, looking downwards and rather silently.
"I'm sorry.. I seem to've by accident swallowed your key... You're gonna have to wait a while."
He said, shrugging.
He managed to smile and he only slightly hugged her back, getting rather worried.

"It's alright." She said. She remembered about the confession. "Oh...Er...What's your answer...Um.." She stuttered.

He furrowed his brow.
"WHat answer to what?"
He asked, biting at his bottom lip.
He suddenly hiccupped, and he put a hand to his mouth.
"Oops.."
he said smirking.
He towered over Beh, he was quite tall for his age, and lanky and thin, but he still looked handsome, his eyes twinkling.
He hiccupped again.
"Ingore me.. And go on!"

Behoimi stared up, "Umm...The..." She stuttered, blushing more and more. She just suddenly came up, out with it. "What I said the other day. I...Love you...That.."

Ringo blinked, tightening up suddenly... He sighed deeply, folde dhis arms across his chest and sitting down on the sofa.
"Well... I'm not sure.. I mean me and your mum are girl friend boyfriend.. I love you too... Like a friend.. But I love you like a best friend."
he smiled, and patted her on the shoulder.
"You can do better than me.. I mean, heck, there are plenty of goodlooking boys better looking than me out there!"

Behoimi frowned, "No there isn't. Mike doesn't do anything. He has no personality at all."

Ringo blushed and looked at the floor.
"Wow.... But I'm sorry... I can't... But maybe if and IF.. I ever break up with your mum.. You'd be one of the first I'd go to.. You're tying with Mew though.."
he sighed and hugged her tightly.
"Sorry.."

Behoimi hugged him tightly. She wanted to kiss him. She knew she couldn't.

Ringo knew her look.
he wanted to satisfy her.
He broke away from the hug and quickly gave her a soft kiss on the cheek.
He blinked and stood up quickly.
"Wanna stay for lunch? I'll get a chinese and stuff."
He shrugged, smiling and blinking his twinkling eyes.
"And if you want, you can sleep over.. I never invite girls to sleep over! SO if you want you can consider yourself the first!"
He laughed softly, running his fingers through his hair and flipped it.

Behoimi smiled at him.
She blushed as he kissed her, and sat down. "Um, sure!~" She said, happy. "Wow..W-well..Thankyou! Sure!" She smiled, and stood up. "I'll come with ya, if you want!"