Quick note: If you haven't already, read chapters 26-28 of "A Little Of This, A Little Of That" first. This story picks up right where chapter 28 left off.
Crimson Tears
(part one)
She stood at the window, staring through the blinds at the desolate landscape below. She remembered the first time she laid her eyes on the god-forsaken terra and she often wished she couldn't.
She sighed. Honestly, how long does it take that man to comb his hair?
She walked into the bathroom. He was staring into the mirror, his hair still a mess.
She sighed again, staring at his reflection. There was a forlorn expression on his face.
Catching her reflection in the mirror he said, "I look like a freak, Ravess."
She grabbed his arm and forced him to sit down on the toilet. It was clear the man was incapable of combing his own hair, so she decided to comb it for him. She felt like his mother.
"Try combing your hair," she replied, trying to lighten his mood. "It might take the edge off."
"Funny, Ravess."
She ran the comb under the water.
"Why do you hate having red hair?" she asked as she began to comb his hair.
"Because it makes me look like a freak," he replied sotto voce.
"It doesn't make you look like a freak," she said softly.
"It's not just the hair."
And so it begins. I have no idea how long this is going to be. Right now it's set in the present, but it will go back into Dark Ace's childhood and move forward from there. I hope you enjoy it.