Disclamer: I Don't own OutLaw Star! Me and Aisha Clan Clan the Author from Two + Two Wrote this so Get a life and no flams!
"Gene, you jerk!" Aisha yelled out at a rather confused Gene Starwind, flinging a ruined C'tarl C'tarl uniform at him, "What did you do to them?!"
"What? All I did was put it in the washer!" the red headed outlaw defended himself, catching the thrown white fiberglass.
"You don't put _fiberglass_ in the WASHER!" Aisha snapped, glaring at him, "You're gonna pay for the damages to my armor!"
"Like Hell I am!" Gene stood up from his seat on the couch at Aisha's unreasonable demand, "Who's letting you stay here for _free_?! ME! Who pays for all the goddamn food you eat?! ME! Who makes the money to get the food?! ME!"
"I work more than _YOU_ do, mister Make-it-big!" The C'tarl C'tarl folded her arms over her chest and snarled at him.
"You work as a fricking waitress! I'M A BOUNTY HUNTER! I MAKE MORE MONEY IN ONE BOUNTY THAN YOU DO IN A YEAR!" He balled his hands into fists, knuckles turning white, "You bitch!.... I'm always the one doing things wrong in your view! A true C'tarl C'tarl this.. A True C'tarl C'tarl that.. Well Aisha I'm no fucking C'tarl C'tarl! Or won't your damn "C'tarl Pride" even let you realize that?!"
"Fuck you..." Aisha's hand slashes out and slaps him, her eyes brimming with tears, "At least I _have_ a steady job. At least I _have_ pride..." she wipes away the pearly tears and storms out of the house...
Gene rubbed his cheek where her nails left shallow scratches and yelled out at her as she closed the door "Well looks like the C'tarl pride is just standards for whores! Have fun fighting over which corner is yours today with your fellow C'tarl bitches honey!". Slamming the door behind her, Aisha cringed at the last insult Gene yelled just loud enough for her to hear. She was glad she was outside, and Gene couldn't see her cry like this. Walking down the road in just her green uniform dress, she stilled her tears and consoled herself with Gene bashing...
"Fucking bitch, I'm always doing wrong. I'm glad she's gone!..." Gene stroked the scratches on his cheek and flopped back down on the couch. "Always complaining for some reason or another, she doesn't know how good she's got it! Fucking Bitch!" Gene thought as he laid down. On the other side of the spectrum, Aisha walked down the alley ways, street lights coming on to brighten up the dark street she walked aimlessly down.
"Why does he have to be such a bastard all the goddamn time?! I coulda done my own fucking laundry!.... And I'm notta whore..." she grumbles and looks up at the neon signs, finding a familiar bar sign and walking in…
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Aisha sat down at the bar, pulling the hem of her dress down a bit as she did so, feeling very self concious about her appearance after the fight. 'Im notta whore' she thought again with a scowl. "Bartender!" The C'tarl called out, determined to get very drunk, "whatever's strongest!". The bartender, a rather portly man with a bushy grey mustache, looked at her with a warm smile and set down a glass of a blue, syrupy looking drink,
"It'd blow away a human, so I think it could actually affect one of you C'tarl" he smiled again, looking at her race revealing ears. Aisha eyed the glass suspiciously, and drank the shot, smiling at the familiar burn as it went down her throat, "how's about another?"
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Gene woke up abruptly, for seemingly no reason at all. Gasping a little as his hand brushed the wound he forgot was there, he stood up and adjusted his clothes back in place. "She'll get over it and come home. She always does" he mumbled to himself, walking out the door to get a drink. A drink always fixed his problems, well, at least until he woke up the next morning.
'Maybe I was a little too harsh to Aisha' Gene thought bitterly, kicking an empty can of yebisu down the dirty street, 'maybe I should be a _little_ nicer to her, I mean, she _did_ save my ass back there at the Strongest Woman in the Universe contest…'. Thoughts of their fight bothered him, eating at him, until he felt himself feeling guilty about something he wouldn't normally view as his fault. Hell, when did he ever think something was his fault?
'I guess I could of just got Jim to fix it for her…' where the last thoughts that ran through his head before Gene walked into the bar, in which the first thing he saw was a _very_ drunk Aisha Clan Clan. Aisha sat in her drunken state, tired and angsty. Sighing slightly every once in a while, she mumbled her woes to the world and raised her hand to the bartender "gimme another..."
Gene looked at her while approaching the bar, not sure if he was amused or worried by her, 'I never knew she drank..'. "Hey Aisha" he called out taking a seat next to her. Aisha drank another shot and stared at him for a moment, not recognizing him, and looked away, asking for another drink.
Gene smiled a little at her, and ordered a drink of his own, "I'm sorry about the fight... I was just trying to get Jim off my case and do all the laundry... if your still mad I understand. I'll go out and have your armor fixed if you still want me to". He took a long drink from his cup and looked up at her, waiting for a response.
Aisha however, turned and looked at him rather confused, still in a drunken daze, "what'er you talking about?"
The redhead looked at her, a little concerned, and rose an eyebrow, "Remember… I put your armor through the washer…"
She cocked her head to the side, looking at him strange, before downing another glass, "I don't even know who you are… Bartender! Another!"
"Aisha, how many of those have you had?" Gene smiled, 'she must really know how to hold her liquor…'
Aisha looked at the little glass of blue drink as the bartender set it down in front of her and smiled a little, "umm... i dunno. Whoer you again?" she looked Gene again and picked up her glass, teetering a little in her seat, "I think I missed it the firs' time"
'she's wasted' he frowned, touching her shoulder to steady her, "Aisha, it's me Gene…"
"Gene? You look familiaerr... Do you hang with this tall guy? He's uh, about this tall, lotsa scars and stuff, red hair *she motioned his proportions with her arms, holding her drink carefully as to not spill it*, uhhh... somethin' starwind?". She giggled a little, her eyes slightly glazed over, and put the next shot of the blue drink to her lips.
"Aisha, it's me, Gene Starwind, remember?" He couldn't help but smile as she described him, her drunken gestures making her look five years old.
"Gene..? Gene! Good to see you! Have a drink!..." She emptied her glass and smiled at him, the contents of the past 10 or so drinks erasing the events of the previous fight from her memory for a time, "Me? I'm not as think as you drunk I am!". Aisha hiccuped and put her hand to her mouth giggling, and set down her cup, motioning the bartender to hook her and her new drinking buddy up with another.
"Aisha, I think you had enough", Gene nodded his head 'no' to the bartender, and asked, almost more to himself than the man behind the counter, "Hey, what the hell is that blue shit?"
"A C'tarl beverage" the tender shrugged, then pointed to a sign above the counter, "I don't assume any responsibility for the customers, I just gettem what they ask for"
"Oh boy, she really _is_ wasted!" Gene looked back and forth to the bartender to Aisha, unbelieving.
"Ummm uh, didn't you hear me? I want another one of those funky blue thingies…" Aisha shakes her empty little glass and looked at it with a pout.
Letting his hand rest on Aisha's shoulder again, Gene took her glass from her and set it down, "Aisha you've had enough. Come on I'll walk you home"
"But Idun wanna" Aisha pouted again, standing up as he asked her to, and forgetting her earlier self consciousness, didn't check the hem of her C'tarl uniform, which by now had ridden rather high up.
Despite himself, Gene couldn't help but see this, couldn't help but get ideas of things he'd like to do, but quickly dismissed from his thoughts "Aisha I think you've had enough". She pouted a little more and let him lead her to the door, looking back confusedly as shouts and cat calls followed her out, "Not even one more?"
Looking over his shoulder at the hoard of men enjoying the sight of the short skirted C'tarl, Gene looked back at Aisha and shook his head 'no' again. "No Aisha. You're completely wasted, and I'm not gunna let you get drunk and fall asleep at the bar with assholes like that. Who knows what would happen to you in there!"
"Hey baby! Why not go home with a real man?" was the last shout heard as the door closed behind them and they walked down the dimly lit alley way. "I'm not wasted, just alil tired, thas' all" Aisha stumbled a little and almost fell, standing back up and pulling away from gene. "I can walk by myself"
"Aisha no you can't!" Gene called after her, Aisha taking a few steps and falling over. "See? You're totally wasted" He walked over to her on the dirty alley way road and picked Aisha up, deciding to carry her home.
"Pumme down!" Aisha squirmed around in his arms, pushing herself away from him.
"No! Aisha, for once in you life just accept a lil' help ok?"
"Geeoff me!" she yelled, pushing away from him, and in her drunken daze, physically exhausting herself in the weak attempt to be put down
"Aisha you're drunk! I don't want to see you get hurt, that's all. You almost fell two times back there" Gene tried to calm her, but still she tried to get down. "Besides we've got quite a ways go 'till we're back home, so best just sit back and enjoy the ride".
"No! Pumme down! Leggo of me! Pumme down..." Aisha lay still in his arms, her struggling getting the best of her. Her eyes closed and she went limp, her hair coming loose from its pleat because of her struggling and tumbling down behind her. Aisha sighed as she slipped into unconsciousness, and snored lightly as she slept.
"Why?" Gene sighed and shook his head, "Why can't she ever take any help?". He smiled a little and kept walking.
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Gene laid Aisha down on the couch, finally having arrived at S&H headquarters. "She's gunna be hungry when she wakes up. I better start cooking something now" Gene mumbled, walking into the kitchen, "It has sure been a while since I cooked something for someone…"
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A serving of burnt rice and two grease fires later, Gene walked out of the kitchen with a plate of a successful attempt at shrimp and rice, "Aisha, dinner's ready!". She snuggled into the couch cushions and grumbled something incomprehensible. "Come on Aisha I made your fav! Sea Food!" He squatted down beside her, holding the plate close to her head so she could smell it.
"My head fucking hurts, damnit. Go away" She pushed her head further in-between the couch cushions.
"Ah, the joy of the ever famous hang over" Gene set down the plate and walked back into the kitchen, coming back a few moments later with a bottle of aspirin, "Here, take these".
"Yeah well, fuck you..." Aisha took the bottle and broke off the lid, taking two pills out of the bottle… and swallowing the rest.
"Jesus, Aisha! You don't have to be so fricking mean…" He walked back to the kitchen to get his own plate, "I was just trying to be nice, damn!"
Leaning back into the couch, Aisha popped the two pills she took out back into the bottle and jammed on the broken lid, "I didn't have to be so mean? _I_ didn't have to be so mean? Yeah, that's pretty accurate there..." she rolled her eyes.
"Dinner?" Aisha picked up the plate questioningly from the coffee table and watched Gene walk into the kitchen to get his. "What's with him?"
Sitting down next to her on the couch, Gene began to eat his creation, "I just wanted to say, that I'm sorry about earlier. And if you want, I'll go get your uniform fixed"
"Damn, Gene. I'm not mad about the fricking armor anymore. How could you say that about me?!" She slams down the plate back onto the coffee table, having only played with her food, "What is your problem?! Where did you get the nerve to call me that?! You didn't find me out on the street selling myself!"
"I said I was sorry…" he frowned, mentally kicking himself for his comments made earlier that day.
"Sorry… you think sorry can fix this?! You put down my race, my pride, and me, with your fucking insults! I can't just forgive that!" she stood up from her seat, not sure how to handle herself.
"Aisha, how many times have you put me down, hu? About five million times! I put down your race once and your still pissed four hours later!"
"Once?" She stood, beginning to shake with the anger she felt towards him, "You've called me a monster every day since we met. To you, I'm nothing but that damn C'tarl bitch who eats you out of house and home! I work my ass off to pay for myself! I don't HAVE to stay with you guys! But I do! Because I-"
"Because what?" Gene glared at her, "Because they won't let you go back home? I had nothing to do with you getting kicked out of the Empire, I was dragged into this whole mess!"
"I was invited back to the empire three months after being expelled! But I still stayed with you guys! Because I-... screw this, you wouldn't understand..."
"Understand what Aisha? There's a lot I don't understand right now, but maybe if you'd explain some things I might be able to make sense of it all" he snapped.
Aisha looked at him skeptically and sighed, "Its better that you don't know..." She shook her head, and walked down the hallway to her room.
"Aisha, look… If it's something about me, I don't care. Ever since we met at Blue Heaven I felt sorry for you, I just want to help"
"Sorry for me? Want to help? What a joke.." she mumbles and closes the door to her room behind her
Gene watched her disappear into the depths that was her room and sighed, "I'll never understand you Aisha". He laid back, finishing his dinner, and closed his eyes.
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"Aisha?" Gene woke up a half an hour later, and wondering if Aisha was alright he wandered to her room. Aisha lay on her back, hands behind her head as she stared at the ceiling, counting brush strokes in the paint job, while Gene quietly turned the handle to her room and opened the door.
"Why can't I just tell him?" Aisha mumbled to the privacy of her room, not noticing as Gene peered inside to look for her, "I love him, I should be able to tell him that!"
"Wha..........???" Gene fell over at her exclamation, and hoped she hadn't heard.
Today was not his lucky day.
The depressed C'tarl C'tarl scrambled up off her bed and saw the open door at the sound of Gene's surprised fall, "shit!"
"What are you doing here!" Aisha yelled at him, mad that she hadn't heard him open her door
"I woke up... I was a lil worried about you... What did I do wrong? I have a right to worry about you don't ?!" Gene got up off the floor and defended himself, it felt to him like that's all he had been doing the past few days.
"You didn't even knock! What if... what did..." Aisha stuttered as she silently hoped he hadn't heard her talking. 'I don't really love him' she told herself, 'He's just a friend, when he's not being an asshole'
"sorry.... " Gene hung his head a little and sighed, "I was just, worried about you that all…"
"Did you... I mean... you didn't..." Aisha couldn't bring herself to say, what if he hadn't heard anything? It might tip him off!
"I did what? Well, I heard you talking, about… about me…" He blushed a bit and raised his eyebrow, "Do you really love me?"
"I said no such thing! How dare you accuse me of that! Get out!" The flustered C'tarl yelled at him, denying it for as long as humanly, or c'tarly, possible.
"Ok.. I'll leave. But if you love me Aisha, this is your last chance to say something. When I leave, I'll forget everything you said, and things will go back to normal. You and me'll fight almost everyday, and I'll start dating Melfina, or Iris, or Suzuka. Who ever'll have me" Gene nodded his head to her, and turned to leave.
"No… don't… I-... I don't... I mean, I..."
"Make your choice now Aisha, or forever hold your peace" he stopped and folded his arms, leaning in the doorway.
"I just-... I can't-... I don't know damnit!" Aisha crumbled to the floor
Running to catch her as she fell, Gene held her to him, "Aisha all you all right?"
"Damnit, why can't I just hate you?!" her back rose and fell with her dry sobs, echoing in the room around them.
Gene grinned a little, "Because I'm cute, that's why!" he lifted her head, and drew her into a kiss. She looked up at him, her blue eyes glinting with surprise, before pushing herself up and away from him. Aisha backed into the corner and floded her arms protectively over herself,
"I'm not your whore..."
"I know your not Aisha" He smiled warmly at her, standing up ".... But I'd like you to be my girlfriend, maybe something more than that…"
"I-... but you..." Aisha stood hating herself, cursing her sudden stuttering problem.
"What's it gunna be Aisha?"
"I don't know if.. if I can trust you..." she looked at him, tears about to spill over the edges of her dark blue eyes for the second time that day
Gene walked toward her, almost looking hurt "You can trust me. I'm not like I was earlier today I..... we got off to a bad start"
"You're not just gonna screw me and walk off Gene! I'm not one of those one time girls you pick up out on the street corner!" she walked back, cornering herself even more as Gene approached her.
"I'm not that type of man Aisha... I didn't want to fall in love with them because of my work. I was afraid that if I killed a bounty, one of his friends or brothers might come after me and kill them! You on the other hand, are strong, sexy, and can handle your self well…"
"Then why did you make them fall in love with you…?"Aisha looked at Gene, a tear falling and leaving a dark trail down her cheek.
"Don't cry…" Gene wiped it away with his thumb and kissed the spot where it once was.
"I-I don't cry!" Aisha wiped her eyes, feeling helpless.
"Aisha I love you. I will never leave you, I will never betray you…" Gene said, picking her up and carrying her to her bed.
She looked up at him and blue eyes stared back into her own, "You are mine then..." and she reached up and kissed him.
"Aisha... always…" he smiled, breaking the kiss.
"Gene Starwind I hate you! And I love you, and I cant stand you, and I cant live without you" she kissed him again, deeper this time, purring as she explored his mouth.
"Mmm.... I...... Never..... Knew...... You...... Purred...." Gene managed to fit in between gasps,
"You learn something new every day..." Aisha breaks the kiss to catch her breath, and trails feathery kisses down his neck to his collar bone
"Well aren't you full of surprises!"
"Always" she smiled and moved up to kiss him on the lips again. Gene smiled, enjoying the smell of her, the taste of her, the feel of her beneath him, and let his hands begin to roam over her, making her giggle and moan. Aisha laughed as he played, and began peeling off his tight black shirt.
"In a hurry are we?" Gene asked helping her remove it.
"Gene...?" Aisha looked up at him, her blue eyes glittering.
"Yes... What is it Aisha?" losing the smile, Gene stopped, worried that she didn't want this. That he'd taken it too far.
"Do you love me as much as you say you do?..."
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do! Why do you ask?" He smiled and kissed her again.
"Then love me..." Aisha sighed into his kiss, wanting nothing more than to be with him, ever again.
"Way ahead of you…" Gene mumbled, still kissing Aisha, and let his hands explore down her back, and pushing up against her. Aisha sighed again, and neither of them saw the door close as they struggled to breathe on her bed.
'Crazy kids' Suzuka smiled a little as she closed the door on the new couple, "Melfina? Why don't we go out and get some tea?..."
"Gene, you jerk!" Aisha yelled out at a rather confused Gene Starwind, flinging a ruined C'tarl C'tarl uniform at him, "What did you do to them?!"
"What? All I did was put it in the washer!" the red headed outlaw defended himself, catching the thrown white fiberglass.
"You don't put _fiberglass_ in the WASHER!" Aisha snapped, glaring at him, "You're gonna pay for the damages to my armor!"
"Like Hell I am!" Gene stood up from his seat on the couch at Aisha's unreasonable demand, "Who's letting you stay here for _free_?! ME! Who pays for all the goddamn food you eat?! ME! Who makes the money to get the food?! ME!"
"I work more than _YOU_ do, mister Make-it-big!" The C'tarl C'tarl folded her arms over her chest and snarled at him.
"You work as a fricking waitress! I'M A BOUNTY HUNTER! I MAKE MORE MONEY IN ONE BOUNTY THAN YOU DO IN A YEAR!" He balled his hands into fists, knuckles turning white, "You bitch!.... I'm always the one doing things wrong in your view! A true C'tarl C'tarl this.. A True C'tarl C'tarl that.. Well Aisha I'm no fucking C'tarl C'tarl! Or won't your damn "C'tarl Pride" even let you realize that?!"
"Fuck you..." Aisha's hand slashes out and slaps him, her eyes brimming with tears, "At least I _have_ a steady job. At least I _have_ pride..." she wipes away the pearly tears and storms out of the house...
Gene rubbed his cheek where her nails left shallow scratches and yelled out at her as she closed the door "Well looks like the C'tarl pride is just standards for whores! Have fun fighting over which corner is yours today with your fellow C'tarl bitches honey!". Slamming the door behind her, Aisha cringed at the last insult Gene yelled just loud enough for her to hear. She was glad she was outside, and Gene couldn't see her cry like this. Walking down the road in just her green uniform dress, she stilled her tears and consoled herself with Gene bashing...
"Fucking bitch, I'm always doing wrong. I'm glad she's gone!..." Gene stroked the scratches on his cheek and flopped back down on the couch. "Always complaining for some reason or another, she doesn't know how good she's got it! Fucking Bitch!" Gene thought as he laid down. On the other side of the spectrum, Aisha walked down the alley ways, street lights coming on to brighten up the dark street she walked aimlessly down.
"Why does he have to be such a bastard all the goddamn time?! I coulda done my own fucking laundry!.... And I'm notta whore..." she grumbles and looks up at the neon signs, finding a familiar bar sign and walking in…
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Aisha sat down at the bar, pulling the hem of her dress down a bit as she did so, feeling very self concious about her appearance after the fight. 'Im notta whore' she thought again with a scowl. "Bartender!" The C'tarl called out, determined to get very drunk, "whatever's strongest!". The bartender, a rather portly man with a bushy grey mustache, looked at her with a warm smile and set down a glass of a blue, syrupy looking drink,
"It'd blow away a human, so I think it could actually affect one of you C'tarl" he smiled again, looking at her race revealing ears. Aisha eyed the glass suspiciously, and drank the shot, smiling at the familiar burn as it went down her throat, "how's about another?"
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Gene woke up abruptly, for seemingly no reason at all. Gasping a little as his hand brushed the wound he forgot was there, he stood up and adjusted his clothes back in place. "She'll get over it and come home. She always does" he mumbled to himself, walking out the door to get a drink. A drink always fixed his problems, well, at least until he woke up the next morning.
'Maybe I was a little too harsh to Aisha' Gene thought bitterly, kicking an empty can of yebisu down the dirty street, 'maybe I should be a _little_ nicer to her, I mean, she _did_ save my ass back there at the Strongest Woman in the Universe contest…'. Thoughts of their fight bothered him, eating at him, until he felt himself feeling guilty about something he wouldn't normally view as his fault. Hell, when did he ever think something was his fault?
'I guess I could of just got Jim to fix it for her…' where the last thoughts that ran through his head before Gene walked into the bar, in which the first thing he saw was a _very_ drunk Aisha Clan Clan. Aisha sat in her drunken state, tired and angsty. Sighing slightly every once in a while, she mumbled her woes to the world and raised her hand to the bartender "gimme another..."
Gene looked at her while approaching the bar, not sure if he was amused or worried by her, 'I never knew she drank..'. "Hey Aisha" he called out taking a seat next to her. Aisha drank another shot and stared at him for a moment, not recognizing him, and looked away, asking for another drink.
Gene smiled a little at her, and ordered a drink of his own, "I'm sorry about the fight... I was just trying to get Jim off my case and do all the laundry... if your still mad I understand. I'll go out and have your armor fixed if you still want me to". He took a long drink from his cup and looked up at her, waiting for a response.
Aisha however, turned and looked at him rather confused, still in a drunken daze, "what'er you talking about?"
The redhead looked at her, a little concerned, and rose an eyebrow, "Remember… I put your armor through the washer…"
She cocked her head to the side, looking at him strange, before downing another glass, "I don't even know who you are… Bartender! Another!"
"Aisha, how many of those have you had?" Gene smiled, 'she must really know how to hold her liquor…'
Aisha looked at the little glass of blue drink as the bartender set it down in front of her and smiled a little, "umm... i dunno. Whoer you again?" she looked Gene again and picked up her glass, teetering a little in her seat, "I think I missed it the firs' time"
'she's wasted' he frowned, touching her shoulder to steady her, "Aisha, it's me Gene…"
"Gene? You look familiaerr... Do you hang with this tall guy? He's uh, about this tall, lotsa scars and stuff, red hair *she motioned his proportions with her arms, holding her drink carefully as to not spill it*, uhhh... somethin' starwind?". She giggled a little, her eyes slightly glazed over, and put the next shot of the blue drink to her lips.
"Aisha, it's me, Gene Starwind, remember?" He couldn't help but smile as she described him, her drunken gestures making her look five years old.
"Gene..? Gene! Good to see you! Have a drink!..." She emptied her glass and smiled at him, the contents of the past 10 or so drinks erasing the events of the previous fight from her memory for a time, "Me? I'm not as think as you drunk I am!". Aisha hiccuped and put her hand to her mouth giggling, and set down her cup, motioning the bartender to hook her and her new drinking buddy up with another.
"Aisha, I think you had enough", Gene nodded his head 'no' to the bartender, and asked, almost more to himself than the man behind the counter, "Hey, what the hell is that blue shit?"
"A C'tarl beverage" the tender shrugged, then pointed to a sign above the counter, "I don't assume any responsibility for the customers, I just gettem what they ask for"
"Oh boy, she really _is_ wasted!" Gene looked back and forth to the bartender to Aisha, unbelieving.
"Ummm uh, didn't you hear me? I want another one of those funky blue thingies…" Aisha shakes her empty little glass and looked at it with a pout.
Letting his hand rest on Aisha's shoulder again, Gene took her glass from her and set it down, "Aisha you've had enough. Come on I'll walk you home"
"But Idun wanna" Aisha pouted again, standing up as he asked her to, and forgetting her earlier self consciousness, didn't check the hem of her C'tarl uniform, which by now had ridden rather high up.
Despite himself, Gene couldn't help but see this, couldn't help but get ideas of things he'd like to do, but quickly dismissed from his thoughts "Aisha I think you've had enough". She pouted a little more and let him lead her to the door, looking back confusedly as shouts and cat calls followed her out, "Not even one more?"
Looking over his shoulder at the hoard of men enjoying the sight of the short skirted C'tarl, Gene looked back at Aisha and shook his head 'no' again. "No Aisha. You're completely wasted, and I'm not gunna let you get drunk and fall asleep at the bar with assholes like that. Who knows what would happen to you in there!"
"Hey baby! Why not go home with a real man?" was the last shout heard as the door closed behind them and they walked down the dimly lit alley way. "I'm not wasted, just alil tired, thas' all" Aisha stumbled a little and almost fell, standing back up and pulling away from gene. "I can walk by myself"
"Aisha no you can't!" Gene called after her, Aisha taking a few steps and falling over. "See? You're totally wasted" He walked over to her on the dirty alley way road and picked Aisha up, deciding to carry her home.
"Pumme down!" Aisha squirmed around in his arms, pushing herself away from him.
"No! Aisha, for once in you life just accept a lil' help ok?"
"Geeoff me!" she yelled, pushing away from him, and in her drunken daze, physically exhausting herself in the weak attempt to be put down
"Aisha you're drunk! I don't want to see you get hurt, that's all. You almost fell two times back there" Gene tried to calm her, but still she tried to get down. "Besides we've got quite a ways go 'till we're back home, so best just sit back and enjoy the ride".
"No! Pumme down! Leggo of me! Pumme down..." Aisha lay still in his arms, her struggling getting the best of her. Her eyes closed and she went limp, her hair coming loose from its pleat because of her struggling and tumbling down behind her. Aisha sighed as she slipped into unconsciousness, and snored lightly as she slept.
"Why?" Gene sighed and shook his head, "Why can't she ever take any help?". He smiled a little and kept walking.
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Gene laid Aisha down on the couch, finally having arrived at S&H headquarters. "She's gunna be hungry when she wakes up. I better start cooking something now" Gene mumbled, walking into the kitchen, "It has sure been a while since I cooked something for someone…"
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A serving of burnt rice and two grease fires later, Gene walked out of the kitchen with a plate of a successful attempt at shrimp and rice, "Aisha, dinner's ready!". She snuggled into the couch cushions and grumbled something incomprehensible. "Come on Aisha I made your fav! Sea Food!" He squatted down beside her, holding the plate close to her head so she could smell it.
"My head fucking hurts, damnit. Go away" She pushed her head further in-between the couch cushions.
"Ah, the joy of the ever famous hang over" Gene set down the plate and walked back into the kitchen, coming back a few moments later with a bottle of aspirin, "Here, take these".
"Yeah well, fuck you..." Aisha took the bottle and broke off the lid, taking two pills out of the bottle… and swallowing the rest.
"Jesus, Aisha! You don't have to be so fricking mean…" He walked back to the kitchen to get his own plate, "I was just trying to be nice, damn!"
Leaning back into the couch, Aisha popped the two pills she took out back into the bottle and jammed on the broken lid, "I didn't have to be so mean? _I_ didn't have to be so mean? Yeah, that's pretty accurate there..." she rolled her eyes.
"Dinner?" Aisha picked up the plate questioningly from the coffee table and watched Gene walk into the kitchen to get his. "What's with him?"
Sitting down next to her on the couch, Gene began to eat his creation, "I just wanted to say, that I'm sorry about earlier. And if you want, I'll go get your uniform fixed"
"Damn, Gene. I'm not mad about the fricking armor anymore. How could you say that about me?!" She slams down the plate back onto the coffee table, having only played with her food, "What is your problem?! Where did you get the nerve to call me that?! You didn't find me out on the street selling myself!"
"I said I was sorry…" he frowned, mentally kicking himself for his comments made earlier that day.
"Sorry… you think sorry can fix this?! You put down my race, my pride, and me, with your fucking insults! I can't just forgive that!" she stood up from her seat, not sure how to handle herself.
"Aisha, how many times have you put me down, hu? About five million times! I put down your race once and your still pissed four hours later!"
"Once?" She stood, beginning to shake with the anger she felt towards him, "You've called me a monster every day since we met. To you, I'm nothing but that damn C'tarl bitch who eats you out of house and home! I work my ass off to pay for myself! I don't HAVE to stay with you guys! But I do! Because I-"
"Because what?" Gene glared at her, "Because they won't let you go back home? I had nothing to do with you getting kicked out of the Empire, I was dragged into this whole mess!"
"I was invited back to the empire three months after being expelled! But I still stayed with you guys! Because I-... screw this, you wouldn't understand..."
"Understand what Aisha? There's a lot I don't understand right now, but maybe if you'd explain some things I might be able to make sense of it all" he snapped.
Aisha looked at him skeptically and sighed, "Its better that you don't know..." She shook her head, and walked down the hallway to her room.
"Aisha, look… If it's something about me, I don't care. Ever since we met at Blue Heaven I felt sorry for you, I just want to help"
"Sorry for me? Want to help? What a joke.." she mumbles and closes the door to her room behind her
Gene watched her disappear into the depths that was her room and sighed, "I'll never understand you Aisha". He laid back, finishing his dinner, and closed his eyes.
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"Aisha?" Gene woke up a half an hour later, and wondering if Aisha was alright he wandered to her room. Aisha lay on her back, hands behind her head as she stared at the ceiling, counting brush strokes in the paint job, while Gene quietly turned the handle to her room and opened the door.
"Why can't I just tell him?" Aisha mumbled to the privacy of her room, not noticing as Gene peered inside to look for her, "I love him, I should be able to tell him that!"
"Wha..........???" Gene fell over at her exclamation, and hoped she hadn't heard.
Today was not his lucky day.
The depressed C'tarl C'tarl scrambled up off her bed and saw the open door at the sound of Gene's surprised fall, "shit!"
"What are you doing here!" Aisha yelled at him, mad that she hadn't heard him open her door
"I woke up... I was a lil worried about you... What did I do wrong? I have a right to worry about you don't ?!" Gene got up off the floor and defended himself, it felt to him like that's all he had been doing the past few days.
"You didn't even knock! What if... what did..." Aisha stuttered as she silently hoped he hadn't heard her talking. 'I don't really love him' she told herself, 'He's just a friend, when he's not being an asshole'
"sorry.... " Gene hung his head a little and sighed, "I was just, worried about you that all…"
"Did you... I mean... you didn't..." Aisha couldn't bring herself to say, what if he hadn't heard anything? It might tip him off!
"I did what? Well, I heard you talking, about… about me…" He blushed a bit and raised his eyebrow, "Do you really love me?"
"I said no such thing! How dare you accuse me of that! Get out!" The flustered C'tarl yelled at him, denying it for as long as humanly, or c'tarly, possible.
"Ok.. I'll leave. But if you love me Aisha, this is your last chance to say something. When I leave, I'll forget everything you said, and things will go back to normal. You and me'll fight almost everyday, and I'll start dating Melfina, or Iris, or Suzuka. Who ever'll have me" Gene nodded his head to her, and turned to leave.
"No… don't… I-... I don't... I mean, I..."
"Make your choice now Aisha, or forever hold your peace" he stopped and folded his arms, leaning in the doorway.
"I just-... I can't-... I don't know damnit!" Aisha crumbled to the floor
Running to catch her as she fell, Gene held her to him, "Aisha all you all right?"
"Damnit, why can't I just hate you?!" her back rose and fell with her dry sobs, echoing in the room around them.
Gene grinned a little, "Because I'm cute, that's why!" he lifted her head, and drew her into a kiss. She looked up at him, her blue eyes glinting with surprise, before pushing herself up and away from him. Aisha backed into the corner and floded her arms protectively over herself,
"I'm not your whore..."
"I know your not Aisha" He smiled warmly at her, standing up ".... But I'd like you to be my girlfriend, maybe something more than that…"
"I-... but you..." Aisha stood hating herself, cursing her sudden stuttering problem.
"What's it gunna be Aisha?"
"I don't know if.. if I can trust you..." she looked at him, tears about to spill over the edges of her dark blue eyes for the second time that day
Gene walked toward her, almost looking hurt "You can trust me. I'm not like I was earlier today I..... we got off to a bad start"
"You're not just gonna screw me and walk off Gene! I'm not one of those one time girls you pick up out on the street corner!" she walked back, cornering herself even more as Gene approached her.
"I'm not that type of man Aisha... I didn't want to fall in love with them because of my work. I was afraid that if I killed a bounty, one of his friends or brothers might come after me and kill them! You on the other hand, are strong, sexy, and can handle your self well…"
"Then why did you make them fall in love with you…?"Aisha looked at Gene, a tear falling and leaving a dark trail down her cheek.
"Don't cry…" Gene wiped it away with his thumb and kissed the spot where it once was.
"I-I don't cry!" Aisha wiped her eyes, feeling helpless.
"Aisha I love you. I will never leave you, I will never betray you…" Gene said, picking her up and carrying her to her bed.
She looked up at him and blue eyes stared back into her own, "You are mine then..." and she reached up and kissed him.
"Aisha... always…" he smiled, breaking the kiss.
"Gene Starwind I hate you! And I love you, and I cant stand you, and I cant live without you" she kissed him again, deeper this time, purring as she explored his mouth.
"Mmm.... I...... Never..... Knew...... You...... Purred...." Gene managed to fit in between gasps,
"You learn something new every day..." Aisha breaks the kiss to catch her breath, and trails feathery kisses down his neck to his collar bone
"Well aren't you full of surprises!"
"Always" she smiled and moved up to kiss him on the lips again. Gene smiled, enjoying the smell of her, the taste of her, the feel of her beneath him, and let his hands begin to roam over her, making her giggle and moan. Aisha laughed as he played, and began peeling off his tight black shirt.
"In a hurry are we?" Gene asked helping her remove it.
"Gene...?" Aisha looked up at him, her blue eyes glittering.
"Yes... What is it Aisha?" losing the smile, Gene stopped, worried that she didn't want this. That he'd taken it too far.
"Do you love me as much as you say you do?..."
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do! Why do you ask?" He smiled and kissed her again.
"Then love me..." Aisha sighed into his kiss, wanting nothing more than to be with him, ever again.
"Way ahead of you…" Gene mumbled, still kissing Aisha, and let his hands explore down her back, and pushing up against her. Aisha sighed again, and neither of them saw the door close as they struggled to breathe on her bed.
'Crazy kids' Suzuka smiled a little as she closed the door on the new couple, "Melfina? Why don't we go out and get some tea?..."