Arya opened her eyes in shock at the sudden force that pulled at her. She was caught unawares so she didn't have the time to support herself and fell on top of Amaris's sturdy body.
Her ears picked up the sound of a muffled groan. She raised her head and saw the scrunched up face of Amaris under her.
Widening her quartz coloured eyes in shock, she tried to find support to hoist herself up so she placed her hands on his chest.
"Oh my God! Sir Amaris, are you okay?" she asked as she tried to get herself up.
But she slipped right back onto Amaris.
So she tried placing her hands elsewhere but she didn't know why her hands were so slippery causing all her efforts to get up on her feet to be futile.
"S-sorry, I think it's your shirt. It feels slippery."
Arya who didn't know the effect of what she was doing on Amaris was about to try a third time when she heard a low deep chuckle.
"Miss Arya, why do I feel like you're shamelessly groping me on purpose?"
For the first time in his life, Amaris had a woman or a female so to say, so close to him. This was because the closest distance he had ever been with a female was at arm's length.
It was close enough to offer pleasant courtesies like a kiss on the back of the hand but also far enough to maintain an appropriate distance.
It was the perfect deterrent to keep those h*rny wolf maidens at bay without being too obvious about it.
Hence, apart from his beloved mother, Arya was the first female to cross the boundary he laid down since he begun socializing and even touch him unabashedly everywhere.
Amaris raised his head and looked down into Arya's beautiful eyes that widened in shock at his comment as she placed the palm of her dainty hands on his taut abdominal muscles with a knowing smirk on his face.
He knew it wasn't her fault.
She was indeed right about his shirt being slippery to the touch, the material was made to be so. Out of all the shirts that Laura offered to him, the purple silk shirt was his favourite because to him, the colour and material depicted imperialism.
But he didn't know why, he just wanted to tease Arya and see her embarrassed.
Since he met her, she had always been so uptight.
Fright, relief, sadness, anger and indifference were the only expressions he had ever seen plainly written on her face.
So he wanted to see just how many more her face could make especially when they were accented by her rosy coloured cheeks and beautiful light coloured eyes.
Besides, he won't deny that deep down he wasn't really averse to her touch. It actually felt kinda….good?
Arya never thought that in her 17 something years on Earth, she'd ever be accused of groping.
Her plan was to get herself off the beast and see if he was okay but he actually accused her of groping instead?!
'True, his physique was quite good. Every part of his torso felt like sculpted hot rocks underneath her palm and she was sure he would look good without his shirt on. B-but she wasn't groping him intentionally!'
'The shamelessness of this beast really knew no bounds! He didn't even try to help!' Arya thought in anger as she tried to hoist herself up one more time only to slip clumsily right back unto Amaris.
And just like Amaris wanted, a rosy shade of red rapidly stained Arya's cheeks and ear tips as she bit her lips in embarrassment.
A deep mirthful laughter echoed through the walls of the bathroom. Amaris was laughing his lung out.
He wanted to see her embarrassed but he didn't know she'd actually look so cute doing it. And with her previous 'I'm always peeved' expression, this one was a stark contrast!
However, he had yet to laugh to his heart's content, when he felt something soft on his lips.
"What do you think you're doing? Do you want us to get caught? As far as I know some students and even teachers are still present? What do you think they'd do if they heard a male voice coming out of the girl's bathroom?!" Arya violently whispered as she clasped her palm around Amaris's lips.
Haa, there it was again! The ever peeved Arya!
'It didn't even take half a minute before she bounced back to her cranky self.'Amaris sighed in exasperation, slightly regretting ruining the moment.
"Fine. Can you let go of me now?" He said underneath Arya's palm.
The heat of his breath underneath her palm, made it itch slightly causing Arya to jolt her hand away whilst also rolling off his body.
Amaris was still thinking of how he wanted to assist Arya up when he felt a great movement from Arya.
Her actions made him freeze in place as tremors slightly shook his marine blue eyes. His eyes followed her figure till she stood up properly as a member of his body throbbed.
She practically placed all her weight on his member to stand up! But looking at her indifferent expression, she hadn't a clue about it.
This girl was really dangerous!
"What are you still doing lying there? Get up and see if the ritual worked or not!"Arya snapped at the beast.
'She not only groped me everywhere but also touched me down there!' Amaris thought as he got up slowly from the bathroom floors.
Gazing at the girl that dusted her blue plaid skirt like she didn't have a care in the world, even ordering him to get off the floor, he decided to ignore the hot uncomfortable feeling below his waist and act like nothing happened.
Amaris adjusted his purple shirt as he paced about the bathroom, looking for any changes but there was none.
Frowning in disappointment, he sighed and shook his head.
"There's none Miss Arya. Let's go."
"Are you sure?" Arya asked as she glanced around, she didn't know what exactly she was looking for but she still did.
"Yes."
"Then why did you fall just now? I almost forgot to ask." Arya probed with a tilt of her head.
She wanted to ask him why he fell but the embarrassing situation they found themselves in and him accusing her of groping almost wiped it off her memory.
"When you try to open a portal without all the adequate materials, it takes a toll on your energy and you'll feel faint. I didn't use the necessary materials this time so I was lucky. Some fall unconscious for days, weeks even." Amaris lectured.
"What? Sir Amaris, why would you risk such a thing? What would have happened if you fell unconscious?" Arya was alarmed. She couldn't believe that this beast almost got her into trouble! If he fainted, he won't be able to transform to a pet and then she'd be left thinking on how hshe'd get him back to her house!
He was unbelievable as always!
"It was a shot at my guarantee in finding my way back home. Of course I have to risk it all." Amaris replied with a drooping smile.
If all it took was a little dizzy spells and weakness to get to his home then he'd take it! As long as he could get back home to his family.
Arya watched Amaris's downcast profile whan realization dawned on her.
The one who was having a hard time wasn't her, the victim wasn't her, the one who was suddenly sent to another world, she wasn't the deprived one.
It was him, Amaris. He was the one who stretched forth his hand and asked for help without thinking twice. And yet all she did was yell and snap at him, every chance she got.
All cause she thought he was invading into her life when actually, he really needed help. Desperate help!
'Oh Arya! You are as selfish as selfish can get!'
'Not to worry. All hope isn't lost. Thankfully she hadn't done the unmendable.' Arya thought as she approached Amaris's figure that was currently leaning on the bathroom sink.
Placing a hand on his shoulder, Arya glanced at her reflection in the mirror behind Amaris and saw the resolve firmly taking root in her eyes.
Gazing up at the girl that initiated physical contact for the first time when he was in his human form, Amaris perceived a slight change in her emotions.
It felt like a strong conviction had been made.
'Don't tell me. Is she going to kick me out now that she knows that I may not find my way back home soon enough?' Amaris thought as he waited for the words to spill out of her pretty lips.
"Sir Amaris, don't worry, okay? It will be fine." Arya sighed before she continued, "Let's go home now."
'Let's go home? She actually said, 'let's go home'?! Were his ears failing him?' Amaris's head was about to explode as different thoughts spiraled through it.
'He was expecting a, 'I'm sorry Sir Amaris but we can't entertain you anymore' but it was a 'let's go home'?!' He was pleasantly surprised.
Seeing Arya unzip her black school bag, Amaris smirked inwardly and approached it. "Okay." He said before chanting a spell to morph into a cute fluff bun and jumping into the bag.
Zipping her bag while leaving a few inches for oxygen access, Arya carried her bag, took the candle that she didn't know where or how it came to be and threw it into the side of the bag.
As she unlocked the bathroom door, a new conviction was cemented in Arya's heart.
'Do whatever it takes to help Amaris find his way back home!'
Unknown to Amaris, he had become a charity case to Arya.
However, the two different beings who had left the bathroom didn't notice a creature etched carefully on the ceiling, watching their entire interaction.