First fanfiction from me.
I am a fan of Saints Row series and I do not own any of it.
This story is set from SR2 to SR4, so it'll be a long story.
For starters, I apologize for my grammar. If anyone is willing to help me with correcting my grammar let me know. It will be much appreciated.
This story will have Romance, Humor, Drama, Action, Adventure.
Certain pairings BossXOC, possibly Boss's sisterXJohnny. (Boss's OC and Johnny's OC are completely different person.)
Let me know if I should change the rating to M because of the languages. Lot's of F bombs here, so beware.
*So I noticed many mistakes since I first posted this chapter and edited them.
He couldn't put a finger on which pair was better; that currently hip stonewashed-boot-cut jean, or the dark grey straight-cut style that complimented his physique better. As for the top; there was that purple V-neck, simple but good material, and then there's a white square-neck tank top the mannequin was wearing, but then again, maybe he should go for the buttoned shirt with tartan plaid pattern, it's just in and they came in purple.
If he had the money, he would have just taken everything he liked. Hell, he'd have robbed the store if he felt like it! But he's not in the mood for that right now and he won't admit this to anyone, but he kind of like the 'which one's better?' challenge.
"Hey Pierce, which one do you think I should get?"
Bringing Pierce along with him was probably one of the best idea he had ever thought of. The guy usually bitches about stuff, but bringing him out for shopping truly shut him up! It was a freaking miracle.
"Shit boss, I am asking myself the same question! Look at these hats, the purple or the white? They are both limited edition! Can you believe that?" Pierce blabbed before he let his eyes strayed off to the hat cabinet behind the Boss. "And oh hey, what about that-"
Or... Maybe it wasn't a good idea after all.
"Hey, hey, I am the boss here and that means I am the priority, so which one?!" the Boss asked rather too aggressively. He didn't have time for patience.
"Chill Boss!" the African-American man responded, raising his hats-full hands up in defense. "Go with the straight cut. But hey, you look good in everything, why not buy'em all." His eyes averted back to his selections of hats.
The Boss sighed in exasperation, "Do you really not understand our situation at all? We have a god damn gang wars out there. Money should mostly be spent on guns and bullets! I can't buy the entire rack just because I look good in everything, I need something to change into and look good 'for the moment', not to run a fucking fashion show."
"Alright, alright. Whatever you say man, umm... that patterned shirt looks good on you, maybe umm..." There was a hint of panic in Pierce's voice. He certainly knew how cruel his Boss could get, but he's still a blabber mouth at heart who'd always say whatever shit was on his mind, ".. maybe unbuttoned 'em and wear that white tank top as undershirt. But, really man you need to relax."
The tank top under the unbuttoned shirt... That's an idea. Besides, the tank top was on sale.
"Hmm, that's actually genius Pierce." the Boss complimented the newly recruited lieutenant; letting his last comment slide. In some other case, whoever that person was that told him to relax would have been on the floor with a bullet in the head.
"Oh man, shopping with you can be both frightening and fun at the same time. Let's go for another round some time."
'Yeah right', the Boss merely grunted. He'd probably strangle Pierce to death if there ever was 'another round some time'. Should have brought Carlos instead... Yeah, he should probably do that next time.
They weren't far from the parking lot when Pierce suddenly halted on his tracks, staring off to his right.
"Um, hey Boss."
"What now?" the Boss rolled his eyes before looking over his shoulder.
"Do you know that hot chick over there? She's been staring at us, hell, I thought it was just my imagination but I think she's been following us."
Nonsense, if she really did, he should have noticed. He's an expert in that sort of things. No one ever escape just by 'following' him, well except for one person, except for...
The Boss's eyes widened in disbelief as he took in the sight of 'the hot chick' Pierce was talking about.
It can't be!
Yes, there was no way. She must be just some look alike.
"Probably no one. Let's go." the Boss answered, almost stuttering as he fell back on his tracks, hands stuffed in his pockets walking away and trying to maintain his cool. Of all the things there was to be afraid of, and in the Boss's case, 'nothing' has ever scares him off. He hated to admit that he's actually afraid of... of seeing her again.
Pierce followed his boss's steps,"But Boss, she's heading towards us. I think she knows-"
"Mickey?" the familiar feminine voice and the mention of his real name, a name he wanted to buried and forget it was ever given to him, shattered all the confidence and ignorance he had, right at that very moment.
Pierce knew well that his Boss was a bad ass, a psychopath, a blood thirsty son of a bitch, a pretty boy but one tough scary mother fucker, but never had once since he'd first met him had he seen that look on the Boss's face. Hell, he didn't expect to see that expression in ever! He was sure nobody, not even Johnny Gat; the Boss's longest running mate, had ever seen the Boss like this.
The Boss was terrified.
The name though, which he assumed was the Boss's real name almost made him laugh and choke on the spot. Of course he dare not, the man would put a bullet in him.
Nobody knew the Boss's name. Pierce was always curious on why the Boss would kept his name a secret like that, and now he knew, he understands the poor man. He thought of how bad ass his name must be, but Mickey? Really? Hell, that was unexpected. Not that it was a bad name, but it was just ridiculously unfitting of his immoderately vehement and bloodthirsty behaviour. Back at the crib, they even made a game of guessing the Boss's name, that was of course without the Boss knowledge. Pierce had always imagined the Boss's real name to be in par with the names of famous comic book villains of all time. Shaundi however, was very confident with 'Fernando'. What the hell? Wasn't Fernando suppose to be a Latin name? The Boss's an Asian, she really should slow down on those light bulbs, seriously. The fact that the Boss speaks with a Latin accent, doesn't mean he had such a Latin-ish name.
Still I can't wait until the others hear about this.
No, I think I'll make Shaundi begs me into telling her and then.. I'll tell 'em.
Oh man... that is a brilliant idea. Genius, genius Pierce!
"Fuck Pierce, run!" the Boss suddenly shouted on his face, snapping him out of his fantasy of Shaundi on her knees begging him into telling her the Boss's real name.
Luckily, Pierce was quick on his feet, but the Boss was already far ahead of him. Damn, for a man who is shorter than me he sure run fast! He always makes me run twice my own pace! Pierce bitched to himself as he ran.
The Boss was already in the car, engine started ready to drive away when he got there. Throwing all their shopping bags into the back seat, Pierce glanced out the window and saw the young woman who was chasing them before was now getting into her own car. "Fuck boss, she's coming after us with her car!"
"Fuuuuck!" the Boss cursed, accelerating the car speed without another moment to waste.
"Now will you tell me who the hell is that gurl?"
"None of your fucking business Pierce." the Boss retorted, his sharp eyes focusing on the road.
"You want me to shoot her?"
"Don't you dare!"
"I was just.." he decided to change the topic, "So,ehem.." he faked clearing his throat,"Mickey huh?"
"Shut the fuck up Pierce. You tell anyone about that, I'll fucking gut you like a sewer rat!" the Boss threatened, eyes that was once on the road now throwing Pierce with murdering glare.
"Wha-Why you gonna be like that Boss? I was just asking nicely."
The Boss didn't answer back, he never really like to talk much, but knowing his Boss was upset, Pierce dare not poke further. The plan of keeping his own mouth shut didn't last long when the sound of a very fast car approaching from behind them was heard, Pierce freaked and yelped when the stranger's car assaulted the back of the Boss's car.
"That bitch!" the Boss cursed and turned his wheel to the right side of the road and now driving on the other lane, nearly hit by the Steelwater's garbage truck in the motion.
Pierce was almost sure he had wet his pants. "Damn that gurl don't know when to quit!"
Boss was an insane driver, but that girl caught up to him! Who the hell was that girl anyway and more importantly what in the hell was going on? One minute he was all shopping with the boss, thought he had finally gotten to the Boss's good side and next thing he knew, a crazy bitch was charging after them on the highway. And the Boss ain't even let him shoot her!
"Stop the car Mickey I know it's you!"
"How did she caught up to us?!" Pierced yelled out loud.
The Boss clicked his tongue in annoyance the moment he turned to face the mad young chick who claimed to know him "I knew it!" the girl had said and without a moment of hesitation, the Boss rammed the side of her car with his own and they heard a feminine squeal and the boss smirked before escalating the car speed yet again.
"Damn boss! You are going to kill us both."
"Beats getting caught by her! Now just shut up and let me drive our asses to safety before she gets to us again."
Pierce was curious about many things, but since he treasured his own life so much, he shut his traps until they arrived at the crib.
The Boss and Pierce rushed into the crib, looking as if they had been chase by some ghost. Not that he believed in that sort of shenanigans but people must knew what he meant.
Never had Johnny seen that look on the Boss. It was kind of amusing really, yet he was concerned about it. If something could be scaring the Boss off like that, then whatever it was must have been fuck ass scary.
"Yo, what happened? You two look like shit."
"Honestly I don't know either, the Boss won't sa-mmph!" The Boss clamped Pierce's mouth shut and whispered something to the poor kid until he nodded his head furiously.
"Uh Boss, someone's here for you." one of their new recruits called out from the top of the stairs.
"Just who the hell is it at a time like this?"
"Not sure. Asian, long hair, pretty and young."
"Fuck! She followed us here." the Boss looked visibly panic and in complete distress. For the longest time since Johnny had known him, this was the first time he'd ever seen their Boss like this.
"Who you talking about Boss?" Johnny asked, raising a brow.
Not even registering Johnny's question the Boss ascended up the stairs as he declared loudly, "This ends here."
Johnny turned his gaze at Pierce who was about to follow the Boss's steps and asked, "What the hell happened Pierce?"
"I am about to find out. You coming?"
Thanks for reading dear readers. Don't forget to review, let me know what you think.