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Tuume
Author of 17 Stories

Rated: T - English - Romance/Adventure - Carmelita F. & Neyla - Reviews: 32 - Updated: 04-29-09 - Published: 03-13-07 - Complete - id:3438800

Mesa Bound

Disclaimer: I don’t own Sly Cooper or any characters in the franchise. They are the property of their various creators.

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Carmelita dropped into the driver’s side seat with a huff. An assignment in Mesa City? Great. That meant that she’d have to spend weeks, probably months, away from the Cooper Case. Not only that, but Mesa was in and of itself one of the most crime-ridden cities in America. Trying to find any specific criminal in that place would be like trying to spy a chameleon.

The slam of the car door broke Carmelita from her thoughts. The tigress had entered the car and the bristling of her fur alerted Carmelita that she was still hot from their meeting in Bartley’s office. Instead of wasting time arguing, the vixen just started the engine and took off for home. They had to get packing for the flight to Mesa.

Neyla clenched and unclenched her teeth, biting down on her tongue. She savored the tiny droplets of blood that her sharp canines made well in her mouth. Never before had she felt so hot, so angry. Natural instinct had kicked in, and the predator in her demanded blood; namely that of a certain emotionally restricted vixen. Neyla would have barred fang and bit her on the way to the car, but…

…she couldn’t. As much as she hated Carmelita for the pain the fox had caused her, Neyla just couldn’t bring herself to harm the vixen. Every time she even tried to growl, a pain, deeper than anything she had ever felt, and some other feeling she couldn’t place, stopped her.

Even now, despite her anger, the tigress could only bite harder as it became worse. It felt as though her heart was being pierced…

Carmelita accelerated, trying to outrun her own feelings. The wind whipped her hair about and her knuckles strained under her gloves. The usual rush she got from her speeding was not there. It was only the pain, and the deepening realization of what she had done…

The sports car screeched around a corner and down an empty road, the noise mirroring the bleeding hearts of the two women as they screamed inside.

Under the night sky, which was bursting with stars, even so close to the morning, their tears twinkled in the starlight.

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There, it’s done! My first multi-chapter Sly Cooper fic is done! Tell me what you thought; be honest and descriptive. I need honest opinion if I’m going to make the sequel better.



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