What I'm Looking For...

Four eyes... unblinking... watching tirelessly at a near solid white screen. Motionless... Not wanting even the smallest iota of motion to perhaps shatter the fabric of their careful reality. Hot cheeks pressed firmly against one another, leaving only the thinnest of lines between the raised corners of nail biting lips. They waited, pressed close and arms wrapped around the other's athletic body, silently praying their prayers would be answered. When finally the smallest change happened to their screen, they threw their arms up and groaned in-sync with the other.

"Another ten minutes without a reply?" Flitter whined while sending her legs into a frenzied kick under the computer desk, "I don't get it!"

"I totally don't get it either!" Cloudchaser snorted in a huff, crossing her arms in front of her chest, "We posted our video, like -what?- a week ago? We should've gotten one reply, right?"

"We should've!" The two sisters held to each other's eyes before sighing in-sync once again and draping their arms over the other's shoulders.

Flitter and Cloudchaser shared with each other a look of reassuring, telling the other it would be alright. A wordless bond between -not just sisters- twin sisters that made them pull their embrace in closer and squeeze into one another. A warm love spread between them as they craned their cheeks against the other's and purred sweetly. When they pulled apart, they smiled as one and started snickering. "Thanks, sis, I really-really-REALLY needed that!" Speaking together, it was like surround sound.

But, friends of the two had come to love that surround sound, twin telepathy, always thinking alike style Cloudchaser and Flitter had. It was like the perfect pair; never in disagreement and always having the other's back in the blink of an eye. Not only that... But it goes without saying that to some boys, they were pretty much the package twin-fantasy. Some people wondered just HOW in-sync they really were... The people that thought that were always shot down the second that got into their minds.

As similar as they were, their closest friends could tell the two apart even without looking at them. Cloudchaser had a more sensual voice that was easy on the ears. Flitter was much more spunky and more than happy to jump in on whatever she could. Cloudchaser judged more on looks and how someone presented themselves. Flitter looked at how someone talked and tried to figure out what went on in their head before saying anything. When they were together, you couldn't hope to tell the difference; but apart they were two different people.

Cloudchaser swatted a hand to her sister's naked back, sounding a 'thwack' through their house and making her sister yelp to a jump. "Let's forget about the dating thing and just do something else. Cool?"

Flitter held back the stinging tear of pain from her eye and nodded with her sisterly smile to her sister. "Cool. Got anything in mind?" Flitter led the way to the living room and away from the computer and the shame it brought them.

Thoughts geared around in Cloudchaser's head this way and that. Things to do, things to do. She and her sister fell back onto their easy chairs opposite of one another and sank back against the cushion. Flitter tapped her lips in a fit of pondering while Cloudchaser tapped and scratched at the back of her head. "We could..." Cloudchaser started to lead, hoping to jump start something off of one of them.

"...Practice making-out?" Flitter asked with a bored droll to voice.

Cloudchaser scoffed a bit and put her head back, letting the pricks of her naturally spiked hair ripple against the cushion. "Nah. Yesterday I think we got it down pat," Cloudchaser put her finger to her lips, running against the softness of it as she recalled their last practice.

Flitter giggled a little and pricked her tongue out against her top lip. "Totally..." again, she fell dull and slumped against the couch, "Sooo... What?"

"Hmm..." Cloudchaser flicked her lower lip against her front teeth, trying to think. That's when it came to her. Her eyes shot wide and she slammed her palms against the armrests of her easy chair. "Why don't we hit the tracks and see do a few laps?"

Her sister shot as bright as her in the face and mimicked Cloudchaser's chair motion. "Awesome idea!" Flitter agreed.

Without another word, Flitter hopped out of her seat and made a run for the front door. The door flew open as she yanked the handle and the great gust of the sky-high air swept against her skin. Flitter shivered a little at first, but seeing the wide, perfect blue sky with scattered little puffs of clouds around her house made her shiver for a whole new reason. Down below, nearly half of a mile down from her doorstep, she could see the little town filled with bustling people. "Last one there's a chicken wing!" She yelled back to her sister before jumping out into the open air.

Flitter fell for a few feet out of the sky, nothing stopping her until, from her back, a pair of eagle-esque wings shot wide and started flapping. Her blue wings whipped against the coursing winds around her on her descent, making her spin around and look back towards her home along with the dozens of homes built on top of clouds. A joy filled scream left Flitter before she darted her wings to make her fly ever faster towards the tracks near the town.

Left behind for the moment, Cloudchaser went to the open door with a look of shock and enjoyment mixed on her face. In her hands, she carried two gym bags and a jacket. As her own wings formed out from her back, she started to laugh. "Flitter, you dork! You forgot your clothes!" she jumped out from her home and started flying after her nearly naked sister... forgetting that she herself was just as well clothed as Flitter was.