nopridetocallhome:

islandella:

Ella slowly walked around the island noticing how many people were really there on the island. She knew some, and there was some she didn’t know at all. The only person she wanted to talk to was her closet friends and …. Kovu. 

To say that he’d noticed the pretty blonde girl was a bit of an understatement. To say that she’d completely pissed him off would be entirely true. Her bubbly attitude, combined with that sweet little grin just entirely set him off…. Maybe because he was hungover. And maybe a bit dazed from the electric shocks… but whatever.

He’d meandered into his place of work a bit late, face haggard and button down shirt a bit rumpled about the edges. Muttering under his breath, Kovu had seemed particularly threatening, with storm cloud eyes dancing in the flickering lights of the bar. With quick, sharp motions he tied a sloppy knot in his tie, running a thin hand through the wild mane of his hair. Most guys kept it short cropped, or at least a bit shorter than his own, but Kovu had decided to let it grow out a bit, brushing the top of his collar bones with its feathery fingertips. It just felt more natural this way, to him at least. 

Mixing drinks came naturally to him, and it wasn’t long until he was flippin’ bottles and running booze like it was second nature. Kovu loved the fel of the cool glass beneath his fingertips, the demanding stares of the drunken hordes that swarmed his bar. It was nice to feel needed, for once… if there was one thing Kovu couldn’t stand, it was being alone. 

As the night wore on his haze began to clear, though he did ah… sample some of the merchandise. Beautiful women abound, he felt his eye drawn back to the bubbly, bouncy dancer… his co-worker. Ella, was that her name or something? Whoever the fuck she was, she was beautiful. Her body moved in tandem with the music, and she flitted about as light as any dove in those spindly high heels. It was almost mesmerizing to watch her sway, dancing and laughing. The way the lights struck her hair seemed to gild her in gold, so delicate, as though she were a little china doll, painted up to perfection. That smile, that damn smile was what got him though. It was so open, so bright… he couldn’t look away, not tonight anyways. 

Their shift ended and he slouched home, sparing a bare moment for a quick exchange before disappearing into dusky light of the night. In the dark he almost seemed to be a shadow, motions quick and controlled, like those of a prowling cat. Aimlessly he wandered, dark eyes gleaming… but even under the benevolent light of his mistress, the moon, he couldn’t get the sunshine smile of the girl out of his head. All the silvery light of the moon seemed to pale in comparison, and even the stars seemed dim. To say Kovu was possessive was again, a bit of an understatement… when he decided he wanted something, he wanted it in its entirety… not just glimpses.

After a heartbeat’s consideration, he began to lope back towards the houses. It was rather easy to receive directions here… all the HQ members were so trusting. A scrap of paper torn from a flyer, and a ball point pen from the ground was all he needed to complete his little plan. 

[i]”Perhaps you’d consider a dance with me, sunshine girl… but not in the bar tonight… I think they can spare us… perhaps the south side of Tortuga Cove would be more agreeable? - K.” [/i] 

Slipping the folded note beneath her door was easy… now the only thing he had to wait. If there was one [i]positive[/i] trait Kovu had, it was patience. And maybe persistence… though he didn’t really know what a picnic consisted of. He settled upon a few water bottles, a bag of kettle corn, and an assortment of finger foods. Fuck silverware. Silverware was for squares anyways.

Barefoot, he trotted across the beach, enjoying the feel of cool sand beneath his toes. Shoes were such a bother, something he hated to wear unless absolutely necessary. Most of the time he just deemed shoes, even flip flops, as excessive. But whatever.

Picking a rock worn by the tides, Kovu settled himself on the smooth surface, body angled towards the sea. He would watch the stars in the reflection, in the quiet of the night, and wait for his the sunshine girl to appear to light up his world.

Cinderella would come.  If there was one thing he had in abundance, it was confidence… though some would call him cocky. Whatever. 

Ella smiled as she made her way down the shore line to met that beautiful. Her pace quicken as she saw him sitting on a rock waiting for her. No one else just her. Only her. As she made it closer to him, she sat down on the rock, right beside him and grinned up at the beautiful boy. “Hey Kovu.” Ella grinned at him as looked away from him to hide her blush. Her eyes adverted to the black ocean and the black sky looking for something to say to him, but she couldn’t find any words to put together that would sound some what perfect to him. She was nervous, she liked the feeling, she was scared, she didn’t care. “How are you?” She asked him looking back at his beautiful face.