Cooking

Henry tiptoed into the bedroom, a sack of flour in his hand. He had it opened, but was holding it behind his back. He couldnt stop laughter from coming into his throat as he looked down at Phoenix. Making sure to be very quiet, he tapped her softly. "Nix....get up..." he whispered. When she didnt repsond, he tipped the flour over her, laughing madly.

Phoenix whimpered softly as Henry poked her trying to wake her. "Henry?" was all she managed to say as she felt something touch her body. "What the...?" She asked, opening her eyes to see Henry laughing his head off. "HENRY!" She yelled, she wasnt in the best of moods.

"That was to good!" Henry said, leaning on the bed to support himself. He looked at her, smiling and laughing, wiping some of the flour from her face. He leaned up and kissed her softly before grabbing some more flour and blowing it in her face.

Phoenix smirked, as him as the flour hit her in the face. Quickly, she grabbed his shirt pulling him towards her. "Was the really neccersary?" She asked.

Henry smirked back at her, kissing her once. "It was." he said, pushing her back softly on the bed.

Phoenix smirked appeared once more, allowing him to puish her back softly. "Really?" She asked, lying back onto the bed. "Why?" She asked him, kissing him back.

Henry kissed her again. When he pulled back, he looked down at her. "The only way I could get you up." He said, laying his hands on her side.

Phoenix pouted, grabbing his shirt once more. "No fair." She whispered, pulling him back towards her.

Henry kissed her nose. "What's not fair?" She asked.

"Waking me up." She whispered, kissing him again.

Henry laughed softly, kissing her roughly.

Phoenix raised an eyebrow as she kissed him back, and then pushed him away.

Henry raised an eyebrow but said nothing. "What did I do now?" He asked her after a few minutes.

Phoenix sighed, walking out onto the balcony.

Henry pushed his hair back, standing up. He walked from the bedroom, walking to the living room.

Phoenix pulled a cigarette out of her pocket, and began smoking it.

Henry punched the wall, hearing his knuckles crack and he growled, knowing at least one was broken. "Just freaking brillant." he hissed, walking to get some ice for his hand.

Phoenix sighed, putting her cigarette out and entering the house again. "What did you do?" She asked.

"Nothing." Henry said, sitting on the couh, the ice pack on his hand. He leaned his head back, sighing.

Phoenix sighed, sitting on the couch besides him. "Henry?" She asked.

"Yes?" Henry asked her, keeping his eyes closed.

Phoenix looked down at his hand, "Does it still hurt?" She asked in a whisper.

"No...I just have ice on it." he said sarcasticly.

Phoenix glared, moving away from him. "Awe I'm glad its hurting." She hissed.

"That's nice to know." Henry hissed back at her, standing up.

Phoenix glared deadly, standing back up.

"What are you going to do, Phoenix?" He hissed at her, taking a step towards her.

Phoenix didnt move, only remained glaring at him. "Whatever i want." She hissed.

"Then go ahead." he told her, glaring down at her.

Phoenix smirked, moving closer to him. "I will do." She whispered into his ear.

Henry shuddered but but didnt back down. "Go ahead, Phoenix." he hissed.

Phoenix hesitated for a second, looking at him. "Why do you say my name like that?" She whispered.

"Why do you act like that? Answer that." he said, glaring.

Phoenix glared, pushing past him.

Henry growled, grabbing her arm. "Dont turn away from me." He hissed.

Phoenix winced, as Henry grabbed her arm. "Let me go." She hissed.

Henry glared at her, pulling her to him.

Phoenix struggled against him, but finally stopped realizing what was a dying cause.

"I'm not going to hurt you." Henry whispered softly in her ear.

Phoenix nodded, looking towards him.

"Your scared of me arent you?" he whispered softly, letting her go.

Phoenix shook her head, moving back towards him. "Never." She whispered.

Henry looked down at her, kissing her softly.

Phoenix kissed him back softly, looking into his eyes.

Henry pulled back, leaning his head against hers.

Phoenix closed her eyes, allowing her breath to catch up.

"You ok?" He asked her softly, kissing the tip of her nose.

Phoenix nodded, lying down besides him.

Henry put his free arm around her, sighing.

Phoenix closed her eyes, soon falling off to sleep.