Por Supuesto Mami, Lo Que Quieras 1 of 2

Manny☆ & Keya♡ POV

The ☆ represents Manny's POV, and the♡ represents Keya's POV. Please enjoy!

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After my folks leave, we finally eat and clean up. I decided to call the Chicago Pound for those kittens. And I let Grammy know that they were coming to get them. I didn't want to be there when they came, because I knew I would get super emotional. Manny called for our rental van and reserved our rooms at the Baymont Hotel. It was starting to get late and Manny asks if I wanted to get in the hot tub! What?! “Hell Naw so I can die of heat stroke? You're crazy!” I scowled at him and he just chuckled, saying, “I can make the water cold if you like?” I smiled,

“Yes, please!” He turns the water on cold and we just chill naked in the tub. We are talking about all the crazy things going on with us. I suggest that we try to find someone from each of our species. They might be able to help us control, manage, or work with what's living in us.

"But how would we even go about doing something like that?" I ask curiously. He shrugs. "We could put an ad in the paper." I scoff sarcastically. "And what will it say? We've got questions about the Supernatural hit us up at 773-***-****?” I roll my eyes while shaking my head. He gives me a serious look. “Yeah, why not?” he groans heavily, running his large hands over his face and through his thick jet black curls. ”Look, I don't know what to do, but we gotta do something!” He sounds and looks so lost, but so handsome in this water.

I love his hair. It's in the style of a faux hawk fade and I really want to run my fingers through it. He has the Puerto Rican flag shaved onto the left side of his head and 'Boricua' on the right. His barber is really talented and I want to take my brothers to him for their haircuts for school, eventually. I was sitting across from him in the 'hot' tub. This is cool, but I would love to have a pool to chill and swim in. I get up and go sit next to him, putting myself under his left arm and wrapping my arms around him. He looks down at me and I see sadness, uncertainty, and guilt in his beautiful brown eyes. I don't like seeing him sad, so I smile and softly ask, “Can I give you a massage, Papi?”

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“Yes thanks, Mami” I'm starting to feel much better just with her being near me. I can't believe that she stayed here with me, even after I sort of threatened her family. 'That wasn't you Manuel, that was Yah'El your Demon. He's an asshole for no reason most of the time.' I hear Kane growl, 'I don't appreciate him threatening my wife's family for the hell of it!' I was pissed off and tired of being taking control of by these things that were living inside of me! 'We'll talk later tonight, Manuel because the others want to meet you. But our Mate did an excellent job of restraining him. We won't have any more grief from him for awhile.' He assures me with a rough chuckle. She did restrain me didn't she; I wonder how the hell she did that?

“Princess, did you try to stop me with some plants?” That was sort of cool! I smirk amused looking at her blush and turn shyly away from me saying, “Papi I.. have no idea how the hell I did that like for real." She chuckles but then looks sad slightly pouting, "I just.. knew that I didn't want you to hurt my family." She looks so sad and I feel that guilt creeping up in me. Although I knew that it wasn't really me, it was my body that was being used for the dark deeds. I cup her beautiful brown face and caress her lips with my thumb, kissing her forehead. Her hair was starting to curl back up from being in this water, but I can still run my fingers through it. "You know that I wouldn't hurt them on purpose right Mami? I'm so sorry." I tell her sincerely. How can I make this up to her?

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I could see that he was telling the truth, and I believed him, but he really needed to get control of himself. I scoff at my own words and who the hell am I to judge him? When I have crazy things happening to me too? I mean like how the hell did I make vines appear and hold him? That shit was crazy cool, though! But I don't want to voice this. Manny might think I'm a damn weirdo or something. I wonder what part of me did that? Is it the Fairy or the Angel..? I'm leaning more towards the Fairy part. And I'm guessing the Angel in me is the healer. It only makes sense, right? I don't know..

“Yes, Papi, I believe you, and we do need someone to help us out with what we're going through. You know, maybe we are destined to be together because we are so mixed up?” I shrug. Shit, it makes sense to me. He pulls me onto his lap, straddling him. He is always standing at attention, and I see that hungry look in his eyes again. Which instantly makes me rain for him. “You're crazy matches my crazy?” he says in his low Barry White voice. I nod, smiling and say, “Exactly!” he leans down and kisses me like his life depended on it. And I was finally able to run my fingers through his hair. It's so luxuriously soft. We play in the tub for a few hours…