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Title: Surprisingly it’s You
Author: lovelikecrazy87
Pairings: Kahlan/Cara
Summary: Just fluff...there really isn’t a point to this.
Warnings: This is a story were two sexy women love each other, aka femslash...there might be cuteness overload...you’ve been warned.
Rating: Uh, G I think, maybe PG...I’m not sure.
Subtle touches.
Loving looks.
Stolen moments.
Soft kisses.
I always watch her, from afar, when she doesn’t know I’m looking or at least she pretended to not notice that I’m staring. Secretly I know she notices me. But I can’t stop. Everything about her grabs my attention and causes me to lose focus on what my task is at hand. Like now, I’m supposed to be helping someone, but instead I am standing her, watching her, do what she’s doing. Richard has us camped out in a little town about three leagues from Aydindril, which is where we’re headed. After closing the rift he decided that that’s where we should go, that it is only right. We didn’t argue because deep down we all know that it is what has to be done. It is time for us all to go our separate ways. Yet I don’t want to. I don’t want to leave her side, to never see her again, to never feel those feelings I feel when she is around.
“Kahlan,” Richard says my name as he approaches me. “We’re ready,” he says letting me know that it is time to continue on. I glance as the small woman standing in front of me and smile, silently thanking her for giving us shelter from the name for the night. She nods her thanks and walks past me.
When I look up to catch a glance at Cara she is gone. “You know,” I feel her breath on the back of my neck and her hand gently touching the small of my back. She doesn’t wear her gloves anymore. Losing another bit of her Mord’Sith demeanor, not her personality, but just her style. You don’t need the outfit to be Mord’Sith and Cara has proven that to all of us. Slowly she has changed from Cara the Mord’Sith to Cara the woman. “If you keep looking at me like that,” her tongue jets out and flickers along my neck. “People will notice Mother Confessor,” she says standing in front of me her eyes playful.
“Shut up,” I say leaning in and bringing my lips to her. People already know about us. Granted no one was happy but soon they all realized their place and learned to accept it. I will love who I want to love and they will just have to deal with it.
Her hand cups the back of my neck and the warmth-ness from her hand travels down my spine. The feeling of her skin against mine is something that I hope I never get used to. “We have to keep moving,” she says pulling away from me, running her hand down my arm, and clasping our hands leading me towards our horses.
“We should be in Aydindril by nightfall tomorrow,” I overhear Richard telling Zedd as he prepared his horse. I loved Richard, I really did, but I don’t ever think I was really IN love with Richard, I think I was more IN love with the idea of love. “That sound okay with you Kahlan?” He asks turning to look at me, and as he does Cara drops my hand out of respect for Richard. He didn’t take my relationship with Cara very well but over time he has begun to tolerate it, and he told me that once he sees me off to Aydindril he will leave for D’Hara and take the throne. And Cara will go with him, because he is Lord Rahl and he is who she follows.
“Sounds perfect Richard,” I say smiling walking up to him and placing my hand on his shoulder. I try to ignore the tenseness that rises in his body because of my touch. “I always dreamt we would go there together,” I said honestly getting up onto my white horse.
“Well we’re not together are we,” he says and as soon as the words leave his mouth his eyes shut and I can tell that he is internally beating himself for saying that out loud. “I’m sorry Kahlan,” he says getting up onto his horse.
“It’s okay Richard,” I say smiling.
He nods and rides out of the barn with Zedd riding next to him. “He’ll get over it,” she says as she comes up next to me on her horse. “It may take some time, knowing Richard. But it’ll happen,” she says leaning over and kisses me gently before riding up ahead.
.........
The sun is setting so I know we’re close to Aydindril, and I can’t help the butterflies in my stomach. Last time I was here I wasn’t myself, but now that I’m going back as myself I’m nervous. Not only am I nervous to take my seat as Mother Confessor but I am nervous on how Aydindril will react when they realize I took a Mord’Sith as my mate. “That’s a sign of weakness,” she says. I don’t know how she does it but she always manages to sneak up on me.
“What is?” I ask watching as the shows of Aydindril move across the surrounding lands.
“Nervousness,” she says. “You are the Mother Confessor Kahlan Amnell, they will follow you,” she says reaching over and taking my hand. “No matter what,” she adds smirking slightly.
“I hope your right,” I say looking back out into the distance and she squeezes my hand and I am grateful for her presence beside me.
.........
They hated her. As soon as she set foot into the palace they hated her. There wasn’t anything I could do to change their minds. She was taken to the dungeon, and it took every ounce of my power to get her released. How can they be like this? How can they just assume they know her because of what she has done in the past, especially when they don’t know what she has done over the past year? They don’t know about all the time she’s saved not only Richard’s life but my own. They just assumed.
Was I like that?
When Cara first joined our ground to help seal the rift I thought I knew her. I thought I knew exactly who she was and what she would do. But I didn’t. And she proved that to me time and time again. “That was bracing,” turning around I see two members of the Home Guard backing out of the room and she’s standing there dusting off her leathers. “Nice welcoming,” she adds looking up at me. “What’s wrong?” Instantly her tone changes from playful to serious. She was in front of me in an instant, her around around me, holding our bodies close. It took me a second but my arms wrapped around her, my head fell to her shoulder and the tears spilled. “Kahlan,” she says running her fingers through my hair. “What is it?”
The thing about Cara that surprised me the most is the tenderness. The way she’ll touch me so softly almost afraid that if her touch is too hard, I’ll break or disappear. When looking at her it isn’t what you would expect, but it was a positive discovering. “They’re not going to accept you,” I say moving so that I am now looking at her. “They hate you and there isn’t anything I can do to change their minds,” I finish as I violently get rid of the tears on my face.
“Kahlan,” she says my name softly ducking her head so that she can look me in the eye.
“What?”
“There was a time when you didn’t particularly like me, remember,” she says and I turn away from her annoyed. “You needed time to get to know me,” I feel her arms wrap around me from behind and her chin resting on my shoulder. “That’s all the need,” she turns me around to look at me. “Is time.”
“If you say so,” I say looking away from her.
“I do,” she moves my chin so that I’m looking at her again.
“How do you do that?” I ask sitting on my bed. She cocks her head to the side in confusion. “You always make me forget about the problems that plague me,” I say honestly.
“Well,” she says loosening the laces on her leathers. “If you really want to forget,” she says pushing me back on the bed and climbing onto me. “I have ways,” she says leaning in and kisses me lightly before pulling back and looking at me seriously.
“What’s wrong?” I ask pushing hair out of her face. She doesn’t say anything she just continues to look at me. “Cara,” I try.
Her eyes are looking into mine, there is something that she wants to say, I can see it in her eyes. But Cara has always had trouble admitting her feelings or even saying something important. She hides behind her sarcasm. I cup the side of her face, telling her silently that everything will be okay, no matter what she has to say, everything will be okay. “I love you.”
My hand stills in her hair, my eyes widen in shock, and the butterflies have returned to my stomach. She has never said that to me before, and I have never said it to anyone but Richard. She is still looking at me but her look of seriousness has transformed into a scared look, something I have never seen on Cara but then again I have never heard Cara utter those words. Just as she goes to move away I grab a hold of her. I look her in the eye and smile. “I love you too.”
Title: Surprisingly it’s You
Author: lovelikecrazy87
Pairings: Kahlan/Cara
Summary: Just fluff...there really isn’t a point to this.
Warnings: This is a story were two sexy women love each other, aka femslash...there might be cuteness overload...you’ve been warned.
Rating: Uh, G I think, maybe PG...I’m not sure.
Subtle touches.
Loving looks.
Stolen moments.
Soft kisses.
I always watch her, from afar, when she doesn’t know I’m looking or at least she pretended to not notice that I’m staring. Secretly I know she notices me. But I can’t stop. Everything about her grabs my attention and causes me to lose focus on what my task is at hand. Like now, I’m supposed to be helping someone, but instead I am standing her, watching her, do what she’s doing. Richard has us camped out in a little town about three leagues from Aydindril, which is where we’re headed. After closing the rift he decided that that’s where we should go, that it is only right. We didn’t argue because deep down we all know that it is what has to be done. It is time for us all to go our separate ways. Yet I don’t want to. I don’t want to leave her side, to never see her again, to never feel those feelings I feel when she is around.
“Kahlan,” Richard says my name as he approaches me. “We’re ready,” he says letting me know that it is time to continue on. I glance as the small woman standing in front of me and smile, silently thanking her for giving us shelter from the name for the night. She nods her thanks and walks past me.
When I look up to catch a glance at Cara she is gone. “You know,” I feel her breath on the back of my neck and her hand gently touching the small of my back. She doesn’t wear her gloves anymore. Losing another bit of her Mord’Sith demeanor, not her personality, but just her style. You don’t need the outfit to be Mord’Sith and Cara has proven that to all of us. Slowly she has changed from Cara the Mord’Sith to Cara the woman. “If you keep looking at me like that,” her tongue jets out and flickers along my neck. “People will notice Mother Confessor,” she says standing in front of me her eyes playful.
“Shut up,” I say leaning in and bringing my lips to her. People already know about us. Granted no one was happy but soon they all realized their place and learned to accept it. I will love who I want to love and they will just have to deal with it.
Her hand cups the back of my neck and the warmth-ness from her hand travels down my spine. The feeling of her skin against mine is something that I hope I never get used to. “We have to keep moving,” she says pulling away from me, running her hand down my arm, and clasping our hands leading me towards our horses.
“We should be in Aydindril by nightfall tomorrow,” I overhear Richard telling Zedd as he prepared his horse. I loved Richard, I really did, but I don’t ever think I was really IN love with Richard, I think I was more IN love with the idea of love. “That sound okay with you Kahlan?” He asks turning to look at me, and as he does Cara drops my hand out of respect for Richard. He didn’t take my relationship with Cara very well but over time he has begun to tolerate it, and he told me that once he sees me off to Aydindril he will leave for D’Hara and take the throne. And Cara will go with him, because he is Lord Rahl and he is who she follows.
“Sounds perfect Richard,” I say smiling walking up to him and placing my hand on his shoulder. I try to ignore the tenseness that rises in his body because of my touch. “I always dreamt we would go there together,” I said honestly getting up onto my white horse.
“Well we’re not together are we,” he says and as soon as the words leave his mouth his eyes shut and I can tell that he is internally beating himself for saying that out loud. “I’m sorry Kahlan,” he says getting up onto his horse.
“It’s okay Richard,” I say smiling.
He nods and rides out of the barn with Zedd riding next to him. “He’ll get over it,” she says as she comes up next to me on her horse. “It may take some time, knowing Richard. But it’ll happen,” she says leaning over and kisses me gently before riding up ahead.
.........
The sun is setting so I know we’re close to Aydindril, and I can’t help the butterflies in my stomach. Last time I was here I wasn’t myself, but now that I’m going back as myself I’m nervous. Not only am I nervous to take my seat as Mother Confessor but I am nervous on how Aydindril will react when they realize I took a Mord’Sith as my mate. “That’s a sign of weakness,” she says. I don’t know how she does it but she always manages to sneak up on me.
“What is?” I ask watching as the shows of Aydindril move across the surrounding lands.
“Nervousness,” she says. “You are the Mother Confessor Kahlan Amnell, they will follow you,” she says reaching over and taking my hand. “No matter what,” she adds smirking slightly.
“I hope your right,” I say looking back out into the distance and she squeezes my hand and I am grateful for her presence beside me.
.........
They hated her. As soon as she set foot into the palace they hated her. There wasn’t anything I could do to change their minds. She was taken to the dungeon, and it took every ounce of my power to get her released. How can they be like this? How can they just assume they know her because of what she has done in the past, especially when they don’t know what she has done over the past year? They don’t know about all the time she’s saved not only Richard’s life but my own. They just assumed.
Was I like that?
When Cara first joined our ground to help seal the rift I thought I knew her. I thought I knew exactly who she was and what she would do. But I didn’t. And she proved that to me time and time again. “That was bracing,” turning around I see two members of the Home Guard backing out of the room and she’s standing there dusting off her leathers. “Nice welcoming,” she adds looking up at me. “What’s wrong?” Instantly her tone changes from playful to serious. She was in front of me in an instant, her around around me, holding our bodies close. It took me a second but my arms wrapped around her, my head fell to her shoulder and the tears spilled. “Kahlan,” she says running her fingers through my hair. “What is it?”
The thing about Cara that surprised me the most is the tenderness. The way she’ll touch me so softly almost afraid that if her touch is too hard, I’ll break or disappear. When looking at her it isn’t what you would expect, but it was a positive discovering. “They’re not going to accept you,” I say moving so that I am now looking at her. “They hate you and there isn’t anything I can do to change their minds,” I finish as I violently get rid of the tears on my face.
“Kahlan,” she says my name softly ducking her head so that she can look me in the eye.
“What?”
“There was a time when you didn’t particularly like me, remember,” she says and I turn away from her annoyed. “You needed time to get to know me,” I feel her arms wrap around me from behind and her chin resting on my shoulder. “That’s all the need,” she turns me around to look at me. “Is time.”
“If you say so,” I say looking away from her.
“I do,” she moves my chin so that I’m looking at her again.
“How do you do that?” I ask sitting on my bed. She cocks her head to the side in confusion. “You always make me forget about the problems that plague me,” I say honestly.
“Well,” she says loosening the laces on her leathers. “If you really want to forget,” she says pushing me back on the bed and climbing onto me. “I have ways,” she says leaning in and kisses me lightly before pulling back and looking at me seriously.
“What’s wrong?” I ask pushing hair out of her face. She doesn’t say anything she just continues to look at me. “Cara,” I try.
Her eyes are looking into mine, there is something that she wants to say, I can see it in her eyes. But Cara has always had trouble admitting her feelings or even saying something important. She hides behind her sarcasm. I cup the side of her face, telling her silently that everything will be okay, no matter what she has to say, everything will be okay. “I love you.”
My hand stills in her hair, my eyes widen in shock, and the butterflies have returned to my stomach. She has never said that to me before, and I have never said it to anyone but Richard. She is still looking at me but her look of seriousness has transformed into a scared look, something I have never seen on Cara but then again I have never heard Cara utter those words. Just as she goes to move away I grab a hold of her. I look her in the eye and smile. “I love you too.”