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And for every spelling mistake or things like that I apologize! Enjoy!
Please can someone shut this kid up, my ears will melt from all this screaming. From my seat view all I could see was the back of the bus, the screaming brat was probably somewhere in the front. I've just finished a twenty-eight hour shift and I just want to peacefully go back to my small apartment, but that fucking little shit is making it impossible. So I'm seating here, trying to tune out all noise and dying slowly inside, well it couldn't be worse right?
"Hi!" or it could be. I turned in the direction of the annoyingly chirpy voice. Before me stood a blond haired kid no older than twenty, with heterochromatic eyes, huh now that's interesting. Left one was blue like the sky and right one green like yyy...grass? And how someone could be so cheerful at this goddamn hour.
"What do you want?"
If he was affected by my growl he didn't show it. "Just wanted to know if this seat is taken?" he said pointing to the seat beside me. I looked up and saw, that every seats in the back of the bus are vacant, like literally it was empty like graveyard at twelve am. "Are you serial killer or some shit like that?" I mean, he doesn't look like one, but you never know.
"Why would you think that?" he looked genuinely confused and if that didn't make him look like a goddamn puppy trying to figure out how TV works. Did I just called him cute? I mean, maybe not literally but puppies are cute so I kind of called him that. The hell is wrong with me, he can kill me and I call him cute! "There is plenty of seats here and you just want to seat beside me, you need to admit that kid, it is kind of suspicious and creepy."
"Maybe I just want to help, you look sad."
"Well I don't need any help, especially not from some kid in a teddy bear costume." I'm not in mood to make friends, not at this hour, not this day, never. "It's not a teddy bear! It's a unicorn!" he said while, putting on the hood with pair of big blue eyes, a horn and a horse snout or maybe it's called a unicorn snout? Well I don't really care. "Where did you get the idea that someone would make a blue and yellow teddy bear costume? Oh and I'm Jim!"
I looked at the extended hand, thinking about shaking his hand or not. Eventually, I accepted the extended hand and shook it. "Leonard and why you are parading in a unicorn costume at 11 pm?" Well it didn't look like he was going away, so it will not hurt to ask, I'm genuinely curious why. Then I will try to get rid of him.
Jim smiled and sat down. "It's the only thing I have, well that and my bag." I just spot the bag he was hugging to his chest like some kind of stuffed toy. It didn't looked big and it certainly didn't look very loaded. It was kind of unnerving. " How old are you Jim? And where are you from?" He can't be local, not with this accent. Certainly not from US, maybe somewhere from Europe?
"Sixteen and I'm from Russia. Well Russia AND Poland, my dad was Russian and my mom was Polish." Holy shit he is sixteen! What the hell is a kid doing in diffrent country, on a diffrend continent with no parents nearby, practically at night. "Where are your parents kid?" Now I'm genuinely concerned, yeah I know that a sixteen year old is not a small child, but still the kid is underage and should be looked after by an adult. Beside that he is from another country.
Jim frowned and I saw sadness in his eyes. "I..." he hesitated, thinking if he should trust me or not, well I wouldn't fault him we just met like, five minutes ago? "You will not tell anyone?" with that stupid unicorn costume and sound of his voice, he looked and sounded like a five year old. Shit, I think I'm going soft because I swear I could feel my heart melting a little. "Ok." I soften look in my eyes, thinking if I made the right decision.
I saw he visibly relax. "My dad died the day I was born. He was a police officer and was shot in a drug bust, it broke my mom because as I grew older I looked more like him. When I was four she remarried to a guy named Aleks. The biggest fucker this world ever known, after marrying him she left to work on the other side of the country. She couldn't look at me, because every time, she saw her dead husband instead of her son. And let's put it lightly that Aleks wasn't very friendly to me, so I called up my friend, that I once helped, and asked for help to get to US and here I am."
"So you want to tell me nobody is looking for you?"
"Nope, I checked footage from my mom's work place last night and she was still here, just working. I know that Aleks told her that I runned away because, I looked up his call list and I'm already gone for a week." he said it as if we were talking only about the weather, but in his eyes I saw sadness and disappointment. What a sorry excuse for a mother, people like her and this Aleks shouldn't call themselves parents.
"I'm sorry kid, really, nobody deserves that kind of life."
"It's not your fault but thanks." Jim smiles and damn, if that eyes doesn't sparkle in dim lights of the bus. "You can stay at my place if you want. It's not pity or something I just want to help."
"Really?" he asks hopefully. "Yeah." I smiled and Jim looked at me with tears in his eyes. Ah to hell with it, I hugged him and heard him saying things into my shoulder, that I couldn't understand. " O Boże dziękuję, Спасибо *."
"What are you saying? I need to know if you are insulting me or something." I chuckled.
"Just thankig you, but in other languages." Jim looked up at me and grinned. " Ok, let's stop talking about me, now tell me something about you."
"Not much to talk about kid. An old country doctor after divorce working at the local hospital. Wife got entire planet in divorce all I got left is my bones." I said grumply, there is no point in laying now.
"You can't be that old, Bones." Jim said with raised eyebrow. "And you are a doctor? Wow."
"I'm twelve years your senior and 'bones'?"
"Yeah! It's better than Leonard and 'all I got left is my bones'." I swear to God it was one of the worst imitations of me and my ascent I ever heard. " Oh and will you tell me your full name in exchange for my full name? I can't just know you forever as Bones or Leonard."
"Leonard H. McCoy and whats wrong with my name?."
"Leonard is just an old man name." Jim grinned just after insulting my name, that little shit. "And my full name is Jakub Илья́ Курыакин* Kirk."
"Well, that's really damn long but I didn't hear Jim in here."
"Jakub means James, and short for James is Jim. It's mix of Polish and Russian names, so you can call me Jim or Illya, whatever you want." he sailed. "I think I will stick to Jim it's easier."
I peeked through the window and saw it's almost our stop. "Well kid, we're getting off this bus soon."
tbc...
Translations:
O Boże dziękuje – O God thank you (in Polish)
Спасибо – thank you (in Russian)
Илья́ Курыакин -Illya Kuryakin and I took the name from 'Man from Uncle' because I love this movie and Illya :)
Hope you liked it! Let me know in the comments if I should continue this and if there were any mistakes or things like that also let me know in comments XD
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