Dexter’s Laboratory Porn Story: Something I Believe In Miracle Romance – Chapter 9

One Hand, One Heart

Part Nine of Something I Believe In Miracle Romance

Nora! Amelie yelled. Nora snapped out of her strange stupor and opened her eyes.

Yeah, mom? Nora asked.

Amelie sighed. Does your head EVER come out of the clouds?

Yeah, mom, Nora answered blankly. She wasnt paying much attention, instead thinking about Mandark, as always.

How about that Dodger game last evening?

Yeah, mom.

I asked you about the Dodger game.

There was a Dodger game?

Amelie sighed again. No, there wasnt. But you answered, yeah and stared at the ceiling again.

Yeah, mom.

Amelie put her head in her hand. Oh come on Nora. You cant be thinking about that boy again.

Nora didnt feel like correcting her mom again. Amelie never called Mandark by his real name. Actually, Nora wasnt completely aware of her surroundings, and yet she was in a way

Its the annual spring dance, Dee-Dee explained. Its the only one that isnt eighth-grade only. Its a formal and guess what, Nora?

Nora groaned. Youre pestering me arent you?

Just slightly, Dee-Dee grinned. Come on. This is it, Nora. The only formal youll attend this year. Just ask him to the dance.

Im not sure Nora admitted.

Come on. Dee-Dee rolled her eyes. You cant let this pass you by.

And when is this formal spring dance? Nora asked curiously.

Two weeks from tomorrow, Dee-Dee responded with a smirk. Take a chance, girl.

Nora returned the smirk. I I believe I will

Now thats the spirit. How about some Starbucks?

Sure, whatever I like their iced tea.

No coffee?

Cant do coffee. Drives me nuts.

Fine, whatever

Mom, can I ask you something? Nora asked Amelie that day. Amelie turned around from the cocktail shaker. She put down the stainless-steel object and looked at her daughter with a grin.

Yes, dear, what is it? Amelie inquired.

Mom, theres a formal dance at school in two weeks and its the only dance thats not exclusively for eighth graders

Youll need a dress, of course, Amelie interrupted. We can do that.

Noras eyes grew wide with happiness. Youll let me go?

Of course Ill let you go, Amelie scoffed. You honestly thought I wouldnt let you go?

Nora skipped happily around the house. I love you mom! Thank you so much! Yay!

Amelie shook her head. I said Id let you go. That doesnt mean that you can go with that boy.

Nora immediately stopped skipping. Something snapped in her brain, and she could almost feel her heart shatter and fall, in pieces, on her esophagus.

But thats the point of a formal dance to go with a date, Nora countered.

I told you, he is unacceptable.

Nora felt something pushing at her brain, and before she knew it, a powerful emotion had pressed its way into words.

But youve never even MET him. How do you know if hes acceptable?

You have expressed in words some strange tendencies that I find

Hes the only one for me.

Amelie lowered her eyes. Alright, fine. I dont care. You do feel very strongly about him, correct?

Yes.

I guess its fine but I really must say that Im not entirely in favor of letting you go with him. And how about seeing if he even asks you?

Nora fluttered her eyes closed, feeling her heart reassemble again. You dont know how much this means to me, mom.

Amelie watched her daughter walk up the staircase wordlessly.

I believe I do, Amelie replied softly.

He got over you, it seems, Natalie said to Nora.

Nora crossed her arms. Im glad.

Dee-Dee looked to Nora. You seem really happy today.

Oh. My mom she told me yesterday that I could go to the dance. With a date.

Whod you have in mind? Lee-Lee asked. Dee-Dee smiled, Natalie sniggered, and Nora blushed.

I think you know who

Nora felt the cool spring breeze blow gently into her face. The school grounds were attractive again, with the grass having grown back and the flowers blooming. People milled around during the nutrition break, talking and laughing.

Nora held Romeo and Juliet in her hand, a favorite book of hers. It had been ever since she saw West Side Story.

Good luck, Nora, Natalie grinned.

Thank you.

Mom, I look like a Christmas tree.

Amelie cocked her head. Yes, I believe so, too.

Nora looked at the dresses she had picked out, hanging on the rack. Currently she was in a forest green floor-length dress, but there were many dresses hanging on the rack, ranging from floor-length to mini-skirt and every color in between, from black to red to puce.

Nora felt herself being thrust out of the green dress and zipped up into one that Amelie hadnt really approved of a black lacy number, with buckles, chains, and safety pins abounding. Nora smiled at herself. She liked the dress.

Amelie scowled. Nice try, Nora.

Nora sighed as she was hustled into another dress. But this dress made Nora stare.

It was shiny red, with black ribbon around the waist. It reached the middle of Noras lower leg, and it tied in the back of the neck. Nora could see herself in the mirror, in the dress, and she looked good.

This one.

I like this one, Nora sighed. Amelie nodded.

I think this will do.

Nora hugged her mother. I love you.

Amelie hugged her daughter back. I love you too.

Nora looked inside her locker.

Perfume, perfume, perfume I swear you left it in here, Natalie

Natalie scowled. She lowered her head in consternation.

I doubt I left anything in there, Nora. Just give it up

Natalie trailed off as Mandark walked over. Nora didnt ask about Natalies prominent silence.

Mandark leaned very close to Nora, and when he was sure that he couldnt be overheard, he whispered in her ear, Are you going to the dance?

Yes, Nora whispered back.

Will you go with me?

Of course

Mandark kissed her on the cheek. See you then.

Mandark walked away as quickly as he had shown up, Natalie watching him the entire time.

What was that about?

Nora was shaking with bliss, her head still somewhat concealed by her locker. Nora slowly closed her locker, and smiled, her eyes wide.

Nora? Are you okay?

Nora turned to Natalie and hugged her. I feel pretty!

Dont start singing, please!

Oh my God. Oh my God!

What the hell did he DO to you? Natalie asked, concerned.

He asked me to the dance!

Natalie grinned. I get it now. But can you let go of me?

Nora let go of Natalie, but then went off skipping around the hallway.

Ellen stared at her from the corner of her eye. God shes weird.

But then came another. She was just a normal girl, a blossoming young woman with beauty that matched her brains, and black skater shoes underneath jeans. Total clash of style, but somehow the girl pulled it off. She was new, and she became pretty integrated into the slipstream of school life that day.

Mark didnt realize how important that petite girl was to him. Little did he know that his precious Nami was the real object of his affections, the sole reason for his sanity. Mark accidentally attributed this to that blonde babe, but time passed, and it seemed Nami did indeed like him.

How much was left to the imagination, but Mark couldnt figure out why Nami was on his mind so often. He tried to force her out of his conscious, but it was futile. He wanted to go out and tell that woman that he loved her, but he still didnt understand the extent of his love.

It tortured him endlessly, but he eventually gripped his own feelings with a cold hand, the one that had accepted darkness for darkness sake along with his entire body. The long slog towards understanding was so dreary, drearier than even he had endured before.

But Nami was still there, and she still watched Mark with great interest. He felt obliged to protect her, yet weak in the knees when he talked to her. It was a strange blend of emotions, one that he didnt quite grasp.

But it felt so good to him, standing by her side.

Dee-Dee, youre going to the dance, right? Nora asked her. Dee-Dee nodded, still tired. It was only seven-fifteen, but it was the day of the big formal dance. Everyone was talking about it, and everyone, as a result, was a bag of nerves.

No one was more so than Nora, who felt like she would barf all day. Her stomach was very queasy and her body was very shaky, and Dee-Dee noticed this.

Are you okay? Dee-Dee asked. Nora blinked, totally unaware what Dee-Dee was trying to tell her.

You look nervous, Dee-Dee said flatly. Nora sighed.

Of course I am. After school, at five the dance begins. Youd be nervous if you had a date, too.

So what? Im single; Im going to stay that way. Unless I get asked to dance, you wont see me with any guys, Dee-Dee huffed.

You seem kind of edgy, Nora pointed out.

Its fine, Nora. This is your night, remember?

Nora blushed and looked away. Not entirely, no

Natalie joined Nora and Dee-Dee. You know who Im going with?

Who?

No one! So youll just have to make up for me!

Nora scowled. You guys are pretty and smart why cant you get a date?

I didnt want one, Dee-Dee sighed.

My guy already has a date, Natalie mumbled. Oh well. Everything will work out.

Nora didnt say anything. She was now more nervous than she had ever felt in her life.

Alright, Nora, be careful hope you have a good time put on the makeup

Mom, Ive got it, Nora sighed. She pushed up the lipstick in the lipstick tube and applied a shade of blood-red lipstick to her lips. Im really nervous.

I met your father at a school dance, a very long time ago, Amelie reminisced. Nora dropped the lipstick.

You never told me that.

Amelie nodded. My mom didnt like him. She had seen him though, and back then he was obsessed with punk rock. But I liked him a lot, and now look at us.

Nora was stunned. What are you saying? That youre doing the same thing your mom did?

Nope, Im saying have a good time.

Nora shrugged as she put on eye shadow. She didnt get it.

The doorbell rang. Nora closed the eye shadow and walked downstairs. Bye mom!

Amelie looked over the railing as Nora opened the door. Mandark was standing there waiting for Nora. Nora said something, and then Mandark said something in reply.

Bye mom! Nora yelled again.

Goodbye Mrs. Debussi, Mandark calmly said. Then the pair was off, but there were a few voices behind Mandark. One sounded an awful lot like Dee-Dees.

Amelie watched the door shut, and smiled.

Nora gritted her teeth. Why?

Dee-Dee laughed for no reason.

Mandark smiled. Were almost there.

I feel pretty! Natalie cried. She was wearing a pretty purple dress. Dee-Dee smiled too.

Nora scowled. Are you on something, Natalie? Youve been going crazy ever since we started walking.

No, Im just so happy! Natalie screamed, flinging her arms around Nora. Nora shoved her off.

Dont touch me, Nora said.

The school loomed in the distance. A bunch of people in amazing dresses, tuxes, skirts and shirts talked, shelled out money for drinks, and entered the odd purple glow of the gym lights. Nora half expected Natalie to die at the spot.

Natalie ran into the gym, yelling her happiness to the world, and anyone else that would listen to her.

Dee-Dee sighed. We better make sure she doesnt do anything too stupid.

But the song stopped, and the DJ looked into the crowd.

Okay, now were going to play a slow song for all the couples out there.

Bye! Natalie yelled.

See ya, Dee-Dee grinned.

Nora stood to the side, waiting ever so patiently for him to come when Nora realized she knew the song.

So many words for the broken heart

Its hard to see in a crimson love

So hard to breathe

Walk with me, and maybe

Nora saw Mandark walk closer to her. She walked closer to him.

Will you dance with me?

Of course.

Nights of light, so soon become

Wild and free, I can feel the sun

Your every wish will be done

They tell me

It was wonderful just being near him. Nora was dancing, she was so close to him, and her face was red, she knew it, but her eyes were clear and so was her mind

Show me the meaning of being lonely

Is this the feeling I need to waltz with

Tell me why I cant be there where you are

Theres something missing in my heart

Mandark looked at Nora, and Nora looked back at him.

I love you, Mandark finally said. No one else was paying attention to the pair, but Nora couldnt have felt more popular at that moment.

He loves me.

Me too, Nora smiled. They were leaning closer.

Life goes on, as it never ends

Eyes of stone observe the trends

They never say,

Forever gaze

Nora felt his lips against hers, a feeling that never got old, an emotion that couldnt be described. Nora never wanted to let go of him; Mandark didnt want to let go of her.

Guilty roads to an endless love

Theres no control

Are you with me now?

Your every wish will be done

They tell me

Lurking in the shadows was a girl with brown hair with black frayed tips. All of her clothes were black, save a pair of red gloves, and she smiled, her blood-red lips shining in the faint light.

So, he does indeed listen to me

The girl grinned slyly.

Dear Mandark now you know the happiness you only dreamed of.

Susan watched silently, and when Mandark saw her out of the corner of his eye, she disappeared.

But the couple didnt see two eyes staring at them, looking rather heartbroken.

The End

DISCLAIMER: Okay I dont own Dexters Lab, AOL IM, the LA Dodgers, The Backstreet Boys, or Show Me the Meaning of Being Lonely

A/N: Ah yes. This story is finally done. But there is the matter of the sequel and its one-sided Dexter/Mandark! Hear that, Vindaloo? You finally got your wish! (Muttering: sheez, the sequel is going to be angst, angst, and some more angst)

I just want to thank everyone who put up with me as I wrote this thing in a week eight days tops. Ive just been really erratic with the postings. And sorry about Olgas age and her favorite pastime, beating up Mandark (Bangs head on table) I knew that, I just slipped up a bit that chapter WILL be replaced, I swear!

Okay, now its the end, so I dont know how to end this authors note. Oh, I know how!

Ren: Uh, hi, Im Ren from Shaman King and I why the hell am I up here?

Satine: You dork! Do something!

Sheen: Im telling you, he is NOT Ultra Lord!

(Kaiba socks Sheen and this strange Authors Note ends here)