thanks for all your reviews...im glad wewe guys are enjoying it STILL... XD my chap mightn't be as good today as i am in a fucking mood... * snarls * bloodly little sister is a shithole...anyways...this chap might be a little rambly...oh well...
please read and review (to those on fanpop – RATE!!! im going for huddy yellow!!!)
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Cuddy returned to her office in a better mood after her talk with House. She knew, somewhere in her, that House was telling the truth; but she didn't want to believe it. She wanted to see him as this creature, she wanted to know it was true, she wanted to understand. She wanted to ask him all these questions, but she knew she couldn't. He'd just opened up to her a little, and even that was a mission and a half. Who knows how long it would take to get majibu out of simple questions.
She couldn't resist. She wanted to invite him over that night just so she could see it for herself, but she didn't know if he were dangerous in his 'creature' form. Cuddy mentally kicked herself at her thoughts; she'd give him two weeks and then she'd approach him.
House sat in his office pondering Cuddy. He wanted to talk to Cuddy about who he really was. It was in his nature to be nice, kind and caring but he had put the bastard mask on to cover up who he really was. Cuddy was closer to finding out who House really was so it didn't bother him about how he acted around her now. He could be as kind and as caring as he wanted. He decided he would visit Cuddy and Rachel in the early evening to give him time to retreat to the safety of Cuddy's bathroom. He would allow her to see him in his pather form. He needed to open up her; she was his 'other'.
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Cuddy had put Rachel to kitanda at about 5 again. She had done the normal routine she had done since she had, had Rachel. A knocking at the door brought her out of her routine, however. Somewhere in her stomach, butterflies emerged; she hoped it was House.
Looking through her peep hole she saw those peircing blue eyes; he moyo skipped a beat. She was excited at what would happen. She mentally jumped up and down clapping her hands like a little girl, but composed herself physically, opened the door and greeted him.
“Hi,” she said.
“Hi,” he replied.
Cuddy opened the door for him, “Come in,”
“Rachel's asleep,” he stated.
“No, she's just gone to bed.”
“She's sleeping, and it wasn't a question,”
“How do wewe know that?”
“I can feel it,”
“Feel it as in feel au sense?”
“I can feel her vibrations from her breathing. In about five dakika I'm going to need your bathroom,”
“Umm, why?”
“I'll onyesha wewe when I get out,”
Cuddy looked shocked. “What are wewe going to onyesha me?”
“What I really am.”
Five dakika had passed, and as House had said, he would use the bathroom. When he got into the bathroom and shut the door he yelled in pain and the ripping sensation. This time would be quicker, though, he was kwa himself but could sense the anticipation, excitement and upendo in his 'other' at the though of him coming to onyesha her who her was.
Within minutes, House's skin had completely vanished and was now covered in the thick dark coat. His eyes had gone the bright yellow that Cuddy had caught glimpses of and his clothes were strewn all over the floor. House made a sound that was almost a resemblance of a chuckle and made an expression close to a smirk.
'She's gonna upendo the mess I've made in here,' he thought.
Padding down the stairs down to the first floor was made easier for House but his nose picked up when he reached the bottom.
'The smell of blood and Cuddy? Ha! She has her period'
He walked through to the lounge and sat right inayofuata to Cuddy's feet. He put a large paw on her thigh to get her attention.
“Shit!” she cried upon seeing the panther. “House?”
House nodded.
“What are you?”
He made a roll of the eye, stood up and walked infront of her so she could get a better look.
She gasped. “Panther?”
House nodded his head again.
“Can wewe talk?”
House tried to talk but nothing came out. He shook his head.
“Can wewe turn back right now?”
He shrugged his shoulders.
“You don't know?”
He nodded before resting his long chin/nose on her thigh. Cuddy smiled at the contact and raised her hand to pat him.
“Do wewe mind?”
He shook his head and as soon as permission was granted for her to stroke him. Her hands were soft on his furry head. She continued stroking his head before she began running her hand the length of his spine. House shivered under the contact, but it was a good kind of shiver. Cuddy giggled.
“Did wewe just shiver?”
House picked up his head and gave her what she knew as a glare. Playfully, she moved her hand back up to his head and began rubbing and then playing with his ears. She was enjoying his vunerability far too much to pass up this oppourtunity.
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Cuddy had gone up to kitanda at about 11 and House tagged along. Cuddy climbed under her sheets after getting changed (out of the way of House's prying eye of course). House had invited himself to sleep on Cuddy's kitanda too.
“No, House.” she warned. “You'll wake up naked inayofuata to me and who wants that?”
He looked at her with a grin and raised on of his paws to point it at her.
“No, House I don't want wewe waking up inayofuata to me naked,”
House smiled to himself. He could sense that she wanted it, he knew that she'd take up any oppourtunity to be snuggled up to a big, warm, furry black panther. He climbed onto her kitanda anyway.
Cuddy's breath hitched when she thought about him doing this to her as a sexual thing. She looked at him to see him looking back with an 'I-know-what-you're-thinking' look on his face. She blushed before stroking his head and turning off the lamp inayofuata to his bed.
“Goodnight, House,” she said.
He placed a paw over her hip and made a low growling/purring noise to let her know he understood.
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okay guys, house will still act like his sarcastic self throughout the fic...i hope wewe enjoyed this one...i had a lot of fun uandishi this one and it actually took me a lot longer to write than expected...
so yeah, i dont think i need to tell wewe to review (and those on fanpop rate) and thanks for awali comments...
my inayofuata fic should be up soon...thanks for reading
xxx
please read and review (to those on fanpop – RATE!!! im going for huddy yellow!!!)
xxx
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huddyaimee
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Cuddy returned to her office in a better mood after her talk with House. She knew, somewhere in her, that House was telling the truth; but she didn't want to believe it. She wanted to see him as this creature, she wanted to know it was true, she wanted to understand. She wanted to ask him all these questions, but she knew she couldn't. He'd just opened up to her a little, and even that was a mission and a half. Who knows how long it would take to get majibu out of simple questions.
She couldn't resist. She wanted to invite him over that night just so she could see it for herself, but she didn't know if he were dangerous in his 'creature' form. Cuddy mentally kicked herself at her thoughts; she'd give him two weeks and then she'd approach him.
House sat in his office pondering Cuddy. He wanted to talk to Cuddy about who he really was. It was in his nature to be nice, kind and caring but he had put the bastard mask on to cover up who he really was. Cuddy was closer to finding out who House really was so it didn't bother him about how he acted around her now. He could be as kind and as caring as he wanted. He decided he would visit Cuddy and Rachel in the early evening to give him time to retreat to the safety of Cuddy's bathroom. He would allow her to see him in his pather form. He needed to open up her; she was his 'other'.
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huddyaimee
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Cuddy had put Rachel to kitanda at about 5 again. She had done the normal routine she had done since she had, had Rachel. A knocking at the door brought her out of her routine, however. Somewhere in her stomach, butterflies emerged; she hoped it was House.
Looking through her peep hole she saw those peircing blue eyes; he moyo skipped a beat. She was excited at what would happen. She mentally jumped up and down clapping her hands like a little girl, but composed herself physically, opened the door and greeted him.
“Hi,” she said.
“Hi,” he replied.
Cuddy opened the door for him, “Come in,”
“Rachel's asleep,” he stated.
“No, she's just gone to bed.”
“She's sleeping, and it wasn't a question,”
“How do wewe know that?”
“I can feel it,”
“Feel it as in feel au sense?”
“I can feel her vibrations from her breathing. In about five dakika I'm going to need your bathroom,”
“Umm, why?”
“I'll onyesha wewe when I get out,”
Cuddy looked shocked. “What are wewe going to onyesha me?”
“What I really am.”
Five dakika had passed, and as House had said, he would use the bathroom. When he got into the bathroom and shut the door he yelled in pain and the ripping sensation. This time would be quicker, though, he was kwa himself but could sense the anticipation, excitement and upendo in his 'other' at the though of him coming to onyesha her who her was.
Within minutes, House's skin had completely vanished and was now covered in the thick dark coat. His eyes had gone the bright yellow that Cuddy had caught glimpses of and his clothes were strewn all over the floor. House made a sound that was almost a resemblance of a chuckle and made an expression close to a smirk.
'She's gonna upendo the mess I've made in here,' he thought.
Padding down the stairs down to the first floor was made easier for House but his nose picked up when he reached the bottom.
'The smell of blood and Cuddy? Ha! She has her period'
He walked through to the lounge and sat right inayofuata to Cuddy's feet. He put a large paw on her thigh to get her attention.
“Shit!” she cried upon seeing the panther. “House?”
House nodded.
“What are you?”
He made a roll of the eye, stood up and walked infront of her so she could get a better look.
She gasped. “Panther?”
House nodded his head again.
“Can wewe talk?”
House tried to talk but nothing came out. He shook his head.
“Can wewe turn back right now?”
He shrugged his shoulders.
“You don't know?”
He nodded before resting his long chin/nose on her thigh. Cuddy smiled at the contact and raised her hand to pat him.
“Do wewe mind?”
He shook his head and as soon as permission was granted for her to stroke him. Her hands were soft on his furry head. She continued stroking his head before she began running her hand the length of his spine. House shivered under the contact, but it was a good kind of shiver. Cuddy giggled.
“Did wewe just shiver?”
House picked up his head and gave her what she knew as a glare. Playfully, she moved her hand back up to his head and began rubbing and then playing with his ears. She was enjoying his vunerability far too much to pass up this oppourtunity.
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Cuddy had gone up to kitanda at about 11 and House tagged along. Cuddy climbed under her sheets after getting changed (out of the way of House's prying eye of course). House had invited himself to sleep on Cuddy's kitanda too.
“No, House.” she warned. “You'll wake up naked inayofuata to me and who wants that?”
He looked at her with a grin and raised on of his paws to point it at her.
“No, House I don't want wewe waking up inayofuata to me naked,”
House smiled to himself. He could sense that she wanted it, he knew that she'd take up any oppourtunity to be snuggled up to a big, warm, furry black panther. He climbed onto her kitanda anyway.
Cuddy's breath hitched when she thought about him doing this to her as a sexual thing. She looked at him to see him looking back with an 'I-know-what-you're-thinking' look on his face. She blushed before stroking his head and turning off the lamp inayofuata to his bed.
“Goodnight, House,” she said.
He placed a paw over her hip and made a low growling/purring noise to let her know he understood.
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huddyaimee
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okay guys, house will still act like his sarcastic self throughout the fic...i hope wewe enjoyed this one...i had a lot of fun uandishi this one and it actually took me a lot longer to write than expected...
so yeah, i dont think i need to tell wewe to review (and those on fanpop rate) and thanks for awali comments...
my inayofuata fic should be up soon...thanks for reading
xxx
When does upendo become something we need, rather than something we want? upendo was seen as something special a long time ago. Now upendo is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. upendo is common currency when wewe are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older wewe get. Do we not care about the substance of what upendo was and not what it has been made into today kwa commercialisation from American sinema and televisheni commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience upendo for real, can we maoni and judge others who are in Love. upendo means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of upendo is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? upendo is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.