Rule 2: If They Wear an Eyepatch, They're a Pirate
Akio's POV:
I look around to gather my surroundings, trying to make sense of where I am. The world is simply a pallette of blues, greens, and purples. It's hard to tell which way is up and which way is down, but I manage to get on my feet (At least, I think I'm on my feet).
'I wonder if anyone is here?' I think to myself.
"I'm here, if that's what you mean," says a somewhat deep voice from behind me.
I quickly turn around, my black hair getting in the way of my sight, but not so much that I can't see the man who spoke to me. He has the grayest hair and eyes I've ever seen on a human being, and the pale skin you would see on a porcelain doll. He wears a black tank top, with black, detached sleeves. Black dress pants and a purple handkercheif tucked into his shirt finish off his outfit.
"Well, aren't you going to say something?" the man says.
I frown. 'I would if I could...' I think to myself.
The man frowns as well.
"'You would if you could?' What is that supposed to mean?" he asks.
My eyes widen. How can he hear me? I can't talk! I'm mute!
The man's face softens.
"Mute, huh? Never met a mute person before..." the man mutters before introducing himself. "I am Nightmare Gottschalk. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name?"
I shrug. He knows I can't talk, so why bother asking?
Nightmare sighs at this. "I'm an incubus, my dear boy. I can read minds."
I frown again. 'Reading my mind? Isn't that a bit rude?'
"It's in my nature, I can't help it," he says cheerfully. "But, back to my original question. What's your name?"
'Akio' I think quietly.
"Akio?" he asks, making sure he got it right. I nod. "That's a very nice name."
I let a small smile come to my features. Nightmare seemingly glides closer, when I notice something.
'He's got an eyepatch! He must be a pirate!' I think happily.
Nightmare frowns at this. "I'm not a pirate, I'm an incubus," he says stubbornly.
'But you're wearing an eyepatch.' I think with a smirk.
"What does that have to do with anything?" he asks.
'You wear an eyepatch. Pirates wear eyepatches. Hence, you are a pirate.'
He glares at me.
"Now Akio," Nightmare says chidingly. "It isn't very nice to make accusations like that."
I shrug. 'Too fucking bad. Sucks to be you, Mr. Pirate.'
Nightmare keeps his lone eye trained on me for a minute before sighing.
"Fine, call me a pirate if you wish. There's something more important to speak about anyway."
I stare at him, unsure of what could possibly be more important then deciding whether he's a pirate or not.
"You see, everyone you meet from now on is going to fall in love with you."
I lift an eyebrow at him. 'Oh really?'
"Yes really," Nightmare says, making me wonder about something.
'Does that include you?' I think curiously.
Nightmare nods. I can tell from his face he's wondering where I'm going with this.
'So you aren't just a pirate, but you're a gay pirate?'
Nightmare simply facepalms.
