Futurama Pornography Story: The Love That Matters Forever Chapter One

The Love That Matters Most

But as soon as he passed by the door of the balcony, he saw a shadow outside. What it his imagination? No one was there, except the Professor, so who would be here at this time of day? Slowly opening the door, he saw her. Turonga Leela. Staring out at the bright moonlight. Her face was pale, and looked like tears have been flowing through her cheeks. Fry was worried. It’s not like Leela to stay out on a cold night.

“Leela?” Fry asked.

Leela turned around to face her friend… with tears in her eyes. Fry could tell that something was wrong. But he changed the subject, quickly and suddenly. He walked up to her and felt her shoulders with his hands.

“Leela! You’re so cold!” Fry exclaimed as he quickly took off his jacket. He wrapped it around Leela, hoping that it would give her some warmth.

“… Oh, Fry… I’m sorry…” Leela said as she fell into Fry’s arms.

Fry blushed. But with a little acceptance, Fry looked at Leela straight in the eye. He put his hand on her forehead.

“You certainly don’t feel good. Come here, I’ll walk you home.” Fry said as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

In his mind, Fry couldn’t figure out why Leela apologized to him like that. Of course, she didn’t do anything wrong. And why did she risk being so cold outside? Those thoughts repeated Fry’s mind over and over. But he knew it was best to get her back to her apartment.

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Fry walked into the apartment with Leela still in his arms. Leela still looked pale, and so much in sickness. Fry guessed that Leela has been out there longer than he thought. But what for? As he walked into the bedroom, he pulled the covers, and let Leela rest under them. He was really worried. Leela wouldn’t get herself sick looking out at a cold, dark night.

“Leela, you need to rest. I’m worried about you. Why did you stay out there? It’s cold.” Fry said.
“… I was a fool to you… I… I don’t deserve you…”

“Leela? Are you feeling well?”
“… I…”
“… You should go to sleep now. You’ll probably feel better in the morning…” Fry said as he tucked Leela in.

But as Fry was slowly about to walk out of the bedroom, he heard a soft voice.

“Fry?”

He turned around, and saw Leela smiling.

“… Thank you…”
“… Anytime, Leela.” Fry smiled.

Fry slowly walked out of the room, closing the door. He walked through the living room, almost touching the knob on the door… but the thought for a moment…

“I can’t leave Leela sick like this. What if she needs me?” Fry asked.

He slowly turned around, and sat on Leela’s couch.

“… Leela has been important to me, for… I don’t know how long. She’s been more than just a friend to me. Like I said, she’s smart, brave, and beautiful. She’s beautiful because… I love her. If I know what love is, it’s because of Leela. When I see her, it feels like I already knew love, right from the start. She’s been placed into my heart, locked inside, and thrown away the key. If only I wasn’t so foolish enough to tell her how I really feel. I told her in many ways I could, but this I promise her… I love her simply because… I can’t help it.” Fry whispered.

Leaning down on the couch, Fry fell asleep. From behind, Leela listened to the whole thing from cracking the door a little bit to peek out. She had tears in her eyes. She never heard Fry say something so romantic in her life of knowing him. With a final blink that lead a tear away through her cheek, Leela closed the door, and went back to sleep, waiting for morning to come… to tell Fry.

TO BE CONTINUED…

by Josiah G. Holland