Promise
In no way do I own Parasite Eve or the characters pertaining to it. Also, no flames, seeing as I am insured by Smith & Wesson.
Kyle made a disgusted face as Pierce glumly walked by his office at M.I.S.T. Headquarters. Insignificant wuss, what makes him think he has a chance with her? Carradine was a strange guy, his eyes always hidden by shades, and his hair pulled back in a ponytail. Kyle had always thought of him as somewhat goth, little did he know the secrets the young man's image was hiding.
What made Madigan dislike him do much was his obvious affection for Aya. Pierce seemed so depressed, but whenever the female hunter graced him with her presence, he lit up as though he were suddenly the richest man on Earth. Kyle thought that the weapon-illiterate chicken was trying to win her over. This was an exaggeration on Kyle's part; Pierce felt Aya and Kyle were more than just friends, so he generally didn't start conversations with her, but he just couldn't get himself to walk away when she began talking to him.
Who am I kidding? Why would Aya even want to communicate with a loser like me? , Pierce thought, My oldest friend, if only she could remember…
Pierce's thoughts were broken when a gentle voice brought him back to reality.
"Hey, you ok?"
Pierce looked up to see the deep blue eyes of Aya.
"Um… yeah, thanks" Oh man, what do I say? God, I just want to tell her, to be able to confide in someone that understands.
Pierce wanted to tell her what he had been hiding from everyone his entire life, a secret far darker than his feelings for her. But he just couldn't get the words out.
"Aya, I, um…"
"What, he inviting you to a tea party?" Aya and Pierce both turned to see Kyle's smug face. "If this keeps up, he'll be the next Stuart Smalley"
Pierce was tired of Kyle's attitude towards him, he had taken that guy's shit long enough. "Well, at least I can feel secure knowing I don't have to act like a tough guy to make up for a certain, um, lack of stature, shall we say?"
Kyle looked mad as a hornet. The fight could have gotten worse, had Aya not stepped in.
"Hey, just calm down, this isn't right. Anyway, I think dealing with a pissed off Hal will be worse than a black eye. I'll see you guys later."
The two men heeded Aya's request, and backed off. As soon as she was gone, however, Kyle marched right up in front of Pierce's face and delivered a threat.
"Listen here, freak, Aya's mine. You're too much of a pansy to even deserve to grovel at her feet. She wants someone strong. Go near her and they won't even find a trace of what happened to you."
Kyle turned and walked off, quite sure that he had struck fear in Pierce. As he was leaving, Pierce though to himself, He's right about one thing, Aya would never have anything to do with me. I just hope it doesn't come down to him, or anyone, finding out what a freak I really am…
In no way do I own Parasite Eve or the characters pertaining to it. Also, no flames, seeing as I am insured by Smith & Wesson.
Kyle made a disgusted face as Pierce glumly walked by his office at M.I.S.T. Headquarters. Insignificant wuss, what makes him think he has a chance with her? Carradine was a strange guy, his eyes always hidden by shades, and his hair pulled back in a ponytail. Kyle had always thought of him as somewhat goth, little did he know the secrets the young man's image was hiding.
What made Madigan dislike him do much was his obvious affection for Aya. Pierce seemed so depressed, but whenever the female hunter graced him with her presence, he lit up as though he were suddenly the richest man on Earth. Kyle thought that the weapon-illiterate chicken was trying to win her over. This was an exaggeration on Kyle's part; Pierce felt Aya and Kyle were more than just friends, so he generally didn't start conversations with her, but he just couldn't get himself to walk away when she began talking to him.
Who am I kidding? Why would Aya even want to communicate with a loser like me? , Pierce thought, My oldest friend, if only she could remember…
Pierce's thoughts were broken when a gentle voice brought him back to reality.
"Hey, you ok?"
Pierce looked up to see the deep blue eyes of Aya.
"Um… yeah, thanks" Oh man, what do I say? God, I just want to tell her, to be able to confide in someone that understands.
Pierce wanted to tell her what he had been hiding from everyone his entire life, a secret far darker than his feelings for her. But he just couldn't get the words out.
"Aya, I, um…"
"What, he inviting you to a tea party?" Aya and Pierce both turned to see Kyle's smug face. "If this keeps up, he'll be the next Stuart Smalley"
Pierce was tired of Kyle's attitude towards him, he had taken that guy's shit long enough. "Well, at least I can feel secure knowing I don't have to act like a tough guy to make up for a certain, um, lack of stature, shall we say?"
Kyle looked mad as a hornet. The fight could have gotten worse, had Aya not stepped in.
"Hey, just calm down, this isn't right. Anyway, I think dealing with a pissed off Hal will be worse than a black eye. I'll see you guys later."
The two men heeded Aya's request, and backed off. As soon as she was gone, however, Kyle marched right up in front of Pierce's face and delivered a threat.
"Listen here, freak, Aya's mine. You're too much of a pansy to even deserve to grovel at her feet. She wants someone strong. Go near her and they won't even find a trace of what happened to you."
Kyle turned and walked off, quite sure that he had struck fear in Pierce. As he was leaving, Pierce though to himself, He's right about one thing, Aya would never have anything to do with me. I just hope it doesn't come down to him, or anyone, finding out what a freak I really am…