A/N: I don't own Tin Man or it's characters. I make no profit from writing this story.
What's Mine Is Mine, What's Yours is Mine
A Friend Should Know
"Why do you have to be so blasted exasperating!?" Cain growled through clenched teeth.
"I don't know. Maybe it's just you that thinks so." DG snapped back. The others in the room seemed to suddenly find other things to do, or at least other places to look. Cain glared at all of them in disgust for their collective lack of spine.
"What did I do that was all that terrible anyway?" She wasn't backing down from this.
"You did what you always do. You stuck your nose where it didn't belong."
"Well, excuse me for caring! Not all of us can close ourselves off completely from the world!" she fumed, turning away from him with her arms folded.
His jaw tightened as he fought back the harsh words that sprang to his tongue. "It was unnecessary, and none of your business."
She snapped back around, "None of my business? If it's about a friend I'd want to know."
"Doesn't the person you're 'investigating' have a right to say if they want you to know their personal information?" he narrowed his eyes.
She held his gaze with a steady one of her own. Her breathing was heavy as she thought of a response. He smirked slightly at her silence, knowing he caught her.
Finally she broke the lock on their eyes. She threw her hands up in the air in defeat. "Fine! Have it your way! I'll forget I ever heard anything on the subject."
"Good." he said nodding.
Only when the Princess stormed from the room did he feel a twinge of guilt about yelling at her. She'd only been trying to do something nice, and he'd jumped down her throat about it.
When she suddenly came back he fully intended to find some way of apologizing, but before he he had a chance to speak, she threw a small box at his head. He caught it before it struck his face and looked at it's bright wrapping paper.
"Happy birthday, Wyatt Cain! I hope you have a wonderful time by yourself!" With that she stomped out of the room again.
Now he really felt like a complete jerk. She'd gotten him a gift.
A/N: Not sure yet on how this is going to end.
