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章 16: Chapter 12.2: Love Potion

"My stomach hurts! My laughing burned too much calories that I'm so hungry now! Give me more soup!" I ordered him. He was quick to obey.

Even though he looked so calm and unaffected by my weird behavior, I could feel his intense stare at me.

"You keep on looking at me like that. Ha! You find me really pretty!"

"I am just looking after you as you might find these plates attractive enough to kiss." he tried to deny.

"Admit it that you find me pretty! I may not possess an hourglass figure but my legs are the best. They are as white as a toilet bowl! Hahaha!" I stood up and raised my skirt up, flashing him my legs from the knees down and 1900s underwear. "Eeew! Why am I doing this? But aren't they fair and shapely? These cotton pantalets are so comfy, maybe I should make this turn into a fashion statement during my time. Hahaha! Pantalets are in. Shorts are out! Look here! Eeek! Don't look! Why are you looking anyway, you pervert!"

Antoine was obviously shaken. He instantly covered his eyes and shook his head.

"Of all comparison, why to a toilet bowl? Can't you say that they are as fair as snow? Oh...God! Kindly put your skirt down. Please?"

"I can't. In fact I want to strip. Stop me." I begged. "Help!"

"No worries. Nobody else is around."

"Nobody? What do you call yourself, huh? M-A-N! A man! A perverted man! Do you understand? Stop me or I will tell them readers back in my time everything I saw in you! Bwahaha! Everything!"

"Is that a dare?" he asked me with an obvious blush on his cheeks. He removed his hands from his eyes and observed me."I was just called a "pervert" anyway."

"No. Just stop me. OK, I'm sorry for calling you a pervert!"

He held my hands and thankfully, I was able to manage to put my skirt down. "You wouldn't like me stripping, would you? But I know you want to! Hahaha!"

"What? What made you say that?" he said visibly embarrassed. He let my hands go and quickly stepped away from me.

"Maybe I should just dance! Hahaha!"

"That will be a lot better "

I sprinted towards the living room and began swaying my hips and putting my hands in the air. "Let's party!"

"I never knew you can dance like that." He looked so entertained with my grotesque dance moves.

"Stop watching!"

"You look just fine."

"I hate you! Hahaha!" I said while rolling my hands in front of me. "Woohoo! Join me."

"I don't know how to dance but I'll give you the beat." He began clapping while moving around me. "You dance so gracefully."

"I wanted to be a ballerina but my father said it is lame. It definitely is not!" I said while tiptoing. "I wanted to play the black swan you know! Hahaha! Can you imagine?"

"You would have looked so wonderful."

I giggled uncontrollably, After some minutes and doing the zumba, I helplessly slumped on the floor.

"I am so tired. I don't know what else weirdness I will show you. Save me!"

He too, sat on the floor with me. "What must we do?"

"All I can think of is to tie me up. Hahaha! Tie me up like a mummy."

"No. Not that, Bianca." he said while putting his arm around my shoulder. "I won't do that to you."

He thought for a while. Suddenly, he came up with a bright idea. "I know what to do. Wait here." He quickly turned his back and was about to leave when I stopped him.

"Don't leave me."

"Calm down. I'm going to get you something from the package I just got yesterday. Don't move."

He was soon back with a brown box. I thought he would faint with the sight he saw in me.

"What have you done?"

"I have to do this!" I exclaimed while rolling on the floor like a mop. "Oh my Lord! I hate these side effects! No Hahaha! I'm a rolling pin! Roll! Roll! Roll!"

"Bianca." he said while kneeling and stopping me from rolling anymore.

"Let me go! Hahaha! This is humiliating. Don't touch me! Hahaha! You're tickling me! Embrace me or I will remove my blouse! Good grief! I might as well roll again! I don't want to strip. Eeek! I'm like a drug addict!" I struggled from Antoine's grip, persistent to roll on the floor again. He blocked me from doing so.

"Don't hurt yourself." he said with so much concern. "Here. Open your mouth."

"Is that a drug?" I quickly opened my mouth. "Aaaaaa?"

He put a chocolate ball in my mouth. I munched the tasty treat.

"Yummy! I want some more!" I demanded from him. "More! More! More! Hahaha!"

"Here." he gave me the box filled with imported delicacy. My concentration was now fixed on the delicious chocolate. He carefully fixed my hair, blouse and skirt in place.

"Are you alright now?"

I did not answer him. I just continued nibbling those magical chocolates, nuts and candies inside that miraculous brown box he gave me.

"You almost killed me. Good Lord." he muttered almost inaudibly. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief.

"That was close! Hahaha! Yum! Yum! Yum!" I said while feasting on a macadamia. "Here, have some." I gestured him to take several chocolate almonds from my hand.

"Those are yours."

"Nope. I want you to eat them. They are really tasty. I swear!"

"No-" He was not able to continue what he was about to say as I just put the almonds in his mouth.

"Hahaha! You look so cute!"

His eyes smiled at me while chewing the sweets I gave him. Then, he carefully assisted me to sit on a nearby chair.

"I'll get you some water."

He proceeded towards the kitchen. I followed and gave him a bear hug from behind.

"Best friend! You remind me so much of my best buddy.!" I said while leaning on him and rubbing my cheek on his back. How I loved doing that to Anthony. I don't know how I got that bad habit but he surely gave me treats whenever I did that. "You are simply the best! I'm glad you are always there to back me up and never take advantage of me! If you are not there, I could have done things that I will regret on afterwards! Thanks a lot! I'm so sorry if I'm trouble! Hahaha!"

He stopped, holding my hands that were on his abdomen. I felt how firm his...eh...eeek...gosh...abs! The temptation to put my palm inside his shirt was indeed so strong that I had to divert my attention on sniffing his back instead.

"Oh man, you smell so nice...ah...pretend that you did not hear that!" I shrieked. "I'm going crazy! Your abs are amazing by the way! You're like a full course meal. Breakfast, lunch dinner and yummy snacks and desserts! Pffft...yaiiks...don't listen to me!" I closed my eyes, biting my tongue so hard like it would bleed. The other cringe-worthy words should not come out of my damned mouth or else I will die of shame.

I loosened my hold a little as he might think I'm taking advantage of him.

"Sorry...oops...well...not sorry! I am not harassing you, OK? You're just so enchanting, that's why! Oh...brrr! Sorry! "Sometimes you make my knees weak! Yaiiks! Argh! Hahaha! My mind is a mess!"

"No need to apologize." I can tell from his voice that he is smiling.

"I want to die! Why am I saying these? It's just so not me. Too good nobody else is here to hear these. My sincerest apology. I want to jump out of that window, really. Hahaha!"

"It's alright. Don't be so harsh on yourself."

"Antoine, you are so nice and cool!" I answered quickly. My mouth just won't let me rest even if I already felt like crying.

He laughed and raised my hands up close to his chest where I could feel his heartbeat.

"Bianca, I must say that you are amusing yet wonderful. No other lady can be at par with you in any books this world ever had." I slowly removed my grip from him.

He turned to face me and then stroked my hair. "Always remember that."

I held his arm, swinging it a little. "Because of those sweet words, I will cook your favorite pasta as a snack!"

"Creepy pasta?" he inquired.

"No, silly. Hahaha! Real pasta? Uhmm...baked macaroni or spaghetti?"

"It's up to you."

"Let's go!" I pulled his arm, leading him to the kitchen. "I love you, Antoine! I really do! Yaiiks! What did I say? Forget it! But I do...EEEEEKKKKK!"

"What did you just say?"

"Hahaha!" I responded.

"I won't forget that." he said with a charming smile on his face. He seemed really happy and I love the feeling of making him feel that way.

"Hahaha! You look like a crazy cat!" I pointed at his face.

"Maybe, I am becoming one."

I came near him and held both of his cheeks. I removed his eyeglasses and stared directly into his eyes, allowing myself to be under his spell.

"Bianca, this is not a good idea..." I held him by the nape and pushed his face towards mine. He attempted to move away but I grabbed his collar, persistent to get a taste of his tempting lips.

He held his breath, struggling a little but soon, I could tell that he let the love potion took over his entire being. He stopped resisting and even embraced me.

"Kiss me." I told him so softly. "It's now or never."

"Yes, Miss Author." He agreed as he stroked my hair away from my face. He gently held my chin and leaned a little closer to me. "If you say so."

I closed my eyes, awaiting the first sweet kiss that every girl dreamed of having from the most ideal man.

"Hik!" I opened my peepers in a whim. My lips were just millimeters away from his when we got interrupted by a hiccup. Coming back to my "real self", I pushed him away. "Hik! Hik!"

My head felt like it was twirling that everything in my sight was comparable to s blinding light. He caught me before I lost my balance.

We just sat on the wooden floor for a while.

"What...what...was...that?"

He just kept quiet and continued fanning me with an abaniko*.

(Philippines' hand-held fan)

"OMG!" I screamed when everything that I have said and done came flashing like a comedy film to me.

A disastrous ROM-COM!

"Calm down. It is fine now."

"It is not ok! And you never stopped me!"

"I'm so sorry." he was quick to apologize while avoiding my inquisitive stare.

"No. I am sorry." I took the blame as I knew that he was of no fault and was only involved because he did his best to help me. "Did I scare you?"

Both of us fell silent. We were both ashamed of what just happened earlier.

"You almost stole a kiss from me." he teased while stifling a smile from his perfect lips that I almost did snitch a smooch on.

"Eeek! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I will compensate you for that!"

"No need. I was just trying to cheer you up as you looked so...troubled?"

"I have no money now but back in my time, I have some savings. Take them all! I will also pay you for all the trouble and favors you gave to me!" I insisted even though I had no idea of how to send those to him. "I will also give you my rare and collectible Hello Kitty figurine I bought from Japan. It is worth a lot now. I swear."

"Hello Kitty? What is that?"

"She is a white cat with a ribbon here." I pointed at my left ear. "All the girls like her and I bet you will like her too-"

"I don't want the Hello Kitty. Just keep her." he interrupted me. "May I ask you just one favor?"

"What favor? Just, don't eat me, OK?"

"Just say "yes" Bianca."

"Alright." I agreed.

"Close your eyes."

"OK." I did as was told.

I felt him kiss my forehead. He stroked my hair and fixed the black ribbon that ties my braided hair. "This is enough. With interest and all."

"Antoine, why did you do that?" I wondered as I slowly opened my eyes to meet his.

He did not answer. His eyes told me what his lips won't tell.

He cares for me so much.

"Hahaha! I feel strange!" I laughed, shifting my gaze somewhere else before being enchanted again. "My headache's gone in an instant! Hik! Hik! Oops!" I covered my mouth with my hand. "Your kiss does wonders. Maybe you should kiss everyone in the hospital!"

"Well, I would have to charge. Hik!" He too, hiccupped.

"I knew it! You were also under the love potion!" I sneered. "Ha!"

"I am not!"

"So, you did sniff that North Pole cockroach leg too?"

"No."

"You're lying!"

"I did not. There was only one in stock..." he slipped, finally admitting that he too was a victim of the love potion yet willingly gave me the last antidote to save me.

Embarrassed by his inadvertent admission, he made an excuse.

"This day had been exhausting. We should rest." he instructed me before turning his back.

I realized that all this time, he was painfully controlling himself. He really seemed to be disoriented yet he forced himself to go along with my silly antics and assisted me without any complaint even if he too, was fighting the Love Potion's effect.

If he wanted to, he could have taken advantage of our situation yet preferred not to.

He is indeed, a gentleman.

From that day on, I was able to prove to myself that my masterpiece is truly a gem among the rest.

As I walked beside him, I quickly stole a kiss from his cheek.

"Bianca..." he uttered while holding his cheek with a bewildered expression. "Do you still have the Love Potion within?"

"Shut up!" I silenced him.

"You are such a thief." he mumbled.


章 17: Chapter 13.1: Back to Seven

Antoine and Mariano hunted last night.

There was this case of a child-eating demon from the nearby village who turns adults into seven year old children again.

He could not eat real children below seven as they are still pure. They would simply go to heaven.

He wanted those who are tainted with sin as he can easily convince them to go with him in hell.

Demons have this point system in hell, like an advantage card. The more souls they can take, the more prestige and freedom they get.

At last, I saw them approaching the house from the window. I rushed to meet them and gladly opened the door.

Mariano was holding Antoine by the sleeve. The latter is having a silly expression on his face. Upon seeing me, his gold eyes lit up and he jumped in front of me in a playful manner.

"For you!" He handed me a gumamela flower.

"Stop that! Go to your room!" Mariano ordered him as he brusquely pulled him away from me.

"But, why?"

"Because I said so!"

"You're such a meanie. Wait! Can I have those mangoes first? " He pointed at the tree.

"Go! Make it quick."

Antoine sprinted towards the tree and shook it. Ripe mangoes fell on the ground. He picked up four. He ran back, gave one to Mariano and to me.

"One for Hermana Auring." he said as he darted to the kitchen.

Wait. Something is off.

Why is Antoine talking and acting that way?

"Oh my God! Is he drunk? Or drugged?" I shrieked in confusion. "What did you do to him?"

"Nothing. He saved my stupid cousin. As he was about to be hit by the demon with his spell, he pushed him away. As he is half of a fae, he did not turn into a child, but that's what happened. He thinks like a seven year old. If you only knew how many times I needed to instruct and convince him to hypnotize my cousin to forget everything that happened. It was like ten times!"

Antoine returned and embraced me. He stared at me with an angelic smile on his face.

"Do I really have to go to my room? I want to stay with you. Allow me to." he pleaded.

"No! Go and sleep until tomorrow. Don't even dare to come out!" Mariano replied as he removed his hands away from me.

Antoine looked at the ceiling, blinked a couple of times and began counting with his fingers.

"But I don't want to sleep for twenty four hours. That's so cruel!"

I broke into a fit of giggles with his childish comments.

My heart. If he is as sweet as this, I wanted him to be like this forever!

Wait, did I just say that?

I held him by the shoulders and gently instructed him like I would do to a seven year old.

"For now, go to your room."

His hopeful eyes became very sad.

"Alright." He went upstairs to his room with his shoulders slumped down in dejection.

Mariano entered the house.

"Aren't you going yet?" I tried to stop him.

"I just thought you might miss me." he answered and sat on the sofa.

Hermana* Auring came out of the kitchen smiling.

(Spanish word for "sister")

"What's with Antoine? Is he drunk?" Upon seeing Mariano, her happy expression instantly turned into a frown.

"What are you still doing here?"

"Good morning, Hermana." he greeted in an awkward manner.

She raised an eyebrow, snobbed him and went to the garden to pick vegetables.

"I wonder why she doesn't like me." he whispered.

"What?"

"Nah! Forget it! Can I ask you to babysit that boy Antoine for now? I need to go back to my father's house. My brothers said we have something urgent to talk about."

"It's fine, I can manage him." I assured him.

"I'll help you. I will be back tomorrow morning." He stood up and headed to the door. "Whatever he says and does, just ignore him."

He waved goodbye to me and gently closed the door. I sat on the sofa and thought of how I would deal with a seven year old boy.

Soon enough, I felt a gentle tug on my sleeve. I freaked out as Antoine slowly crawled out of the table. I almost screamed to death.

"I want some bread and coconut jam, please." Antoine requested.

"H-How long have you been there?"

He just sat on the floor staring innocently at me.

"OK, let's go the kitchen. But you have yo go back to your room after you eat."

He nodded.

I gave him the bread and jam and served it with a pitcher of hot chocolate. He made two sandwiches and gave one to me.

"For me?" I asked.

"Eat, you're a bit skinny." He poured a glass of hot chocolate on my cup and gestured for me to sit down. "Have you been eating well?"

I did not know if I should be happy for his thoughtfulness or be mad for calling me "skinny".

"Do you remember anything?" I started to test him, thinking that his memory might have been affected to.

"Remember what, ma chère*?" He mumbled as he chewed on his sandwich.

(This means "my darling" in French)

I felt uneasy with his words "ma chère".

"Like how we met?"

"Of course! You were a scaredy cat then, but I like you anyway!" he was quick to say.

"What? I'm not a scaredy cat!"

"Yes, you are. But you are so cute!"

"H-Huh?" I wondered.

Hermana came back to the kitchen with a basket of vegetables.

"There you are, join us!" Antoine greeted.

"I think you should go now." I held his arm and pulled him to stand up.

"Where are we going? Aren't you eating?"

"To your room?"

"Wait! Can I clean the backyard first?"

He looked at me with puppy-like eyes. I could not say "no".

" Yes. But behave." I let him go from my grasp.

He ran outside the kitchen and disappeared from my sight in otherworldly speed.

"He's drunk, really." I tried to convince Hermana. She scratched her cheek, shook her head and laughed.

"Follow him before he does something silly." she instructed me.

I found him sweeping dried leaves and collecting them into a pile. I took a pail of water and began watering the plants nearby.

Then, I saw a couple of leaves falling down on me. He was standing behind me, with a bundle of dried leaves on his arms. He playfully tossed all of those on us.

"Imagine these as snow!"

"How dare you? That is far from snow!" I took a handful of leaves and threw them back to him. I ran to the pile and showered him with more leaves and covered him with hay. "Now, you are Mister Snow Man! Haha!' I sneered.

"I give up! " he surrendered as he slumped helplessly on the ground. "Mister Snow Man is tired."

"Are you going back to your room, now?"

"Can I scrub the floor shiny?"

"I thought you're tired?"

"Not at all." he rushed inside, escaping my questioning.

He came up with lots of more excuses until I lost count.

Admittedly, he is no trouble so I just allowed him to do what he pleased. Everything he did was for my advantage anyway. He even made cards for me with the most grotesque drawings.

"For you." He sheepishly handed me several papers.

"Oh. How sweet! Is this an orange?" I attempted to appreciate his work of art

"No. It is a heart."

"A...wow...a kiwi!" I guessed due to its brownish color and oblong shape.

"It is a heart." he corrected me.

"Ah! This one is uh...oh...a mango!"

"No, it is still a heart." he muttered. "I heart you." he said while pointing at his chest. "Please say, "You heart me too".

"Oh. OK. I heart you too." I obliged.

He grinned and his eyes sparkled like gold and diamonds.

Little boy Antoine is just the sweetest!

Night came and he still does not want to go back to his room.

"You should sleep, now. It's so late."

He peeked at his door with such innocent eyes. He looked at his bed, then at me.

"I'm scared, Bianca."

"Of what?"

"If I sleep now, I might never see you again."

I felt my heart skip a beat. His tone implied so much worry and fear. I stroked his hair and comforted him.

"That's not true. Where am I going anyway?"

"I don't know. I might see you now but then, you'll be gone. You do that to me all the time."

I began to feel so confused. I saw so much sorrow in his countenance.

Children never lie.

He is truly sad for reasons he is struggling to keep.

"Please, just stay." he pleaded. He took my hand and placed it on his chest.

I was surprised at his vulnerability.

I am used to seeing a strong, independent and calm man. Now, all I see is a boy who is just afraid to be left alone.

"I'm so sorry for everything." he slowly let my hand go. "Goodnight."

He closed the door. I wanted to knock and ask him what he really meant. His words were so deep and sincere that it seemed like he was trying to say something to me yet he could not.

I leaned on the wall and suddenly remembered what Mariano told me.

"Whatever he says or does, ignore him."

The huge clock made an eerie alarm.

It was twelve o'clock midnight.


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