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Pairing: Dark Ace x Aerrow (AU)
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine.
Chapter 2: Interview with a killer
It was a warm and sunny Wednesday. Aerrow was on his way to the prison where his father works.
"Dad?"
Aerrow was standing in the corridor where the cell of the Dark Ace was.
But his father was nowhere to be seen.
He looked at the cell at the end of the floor.
Aerrow was still curious what kind of person the Dark Ace would be. Maybe he could ask him where his father was…
No!
Aerrow shook his head, remembering the words from his father.
"Great!" Aerrow grumbled "I have to do this interview with a prisoner and my dad is nowhere to be found." Today was not his day.
"Interview with a prisoner?" came a deep voice from behind.
Aerrow jumped a bit in surprise.
He could hear a low chuckle, which send a shiver through his spine.
A bit nervous, he turned slowly around and looked at the cell door.
"You've got some strange hobbies." Came a sarcastic voice from behind the cell door.
"This is not a hobby! I have to do this for school!" Aerrow slapped himself in his mind.
It just blurted out of him because he felt challenged. Even thought his dad told him not to get near the Dark Ace.
"School? Isn't that a pretty dangerous homework?"
Aerrow's cheeks went red.
"My history lesson note isn't the best. So I'm doing a presentation.", Aerrow mumbled, cheeks even redder now.
"The Dark Ace chuckled and again it send a shiver through Aerrow's spine.
"So," he could hear the amusement in the Dark Ace voice "Where's your dad?"
"Actually I wanted to ask you that."
"Me? Didn't your father tell you not to get to close to the prisoners?" the Dark Ace asked with a sarcastic tone.
Aerrow knew that himself, it was just…. The Dark Ace voice sounded so hypnotizing in Aerrow's ears. He couldn't help himself.
"He probably has to do something. I mean, he is on duty now. But he should actually be here… Maybe he forgot that I planned to come today…"
"No way, no one would forget someone with such a cute voice."
Aerrow blushed furiously. He could practically see the smirk on the man's face.
"Want to do the interview with me?"
That surprised Aerrow. He knew it was dangerous, and he knew the Dark Ace was probably grinning. It wasn't even a guard around and he was actually pretty nervous. But still…
After a short time of silence, Aerrow gulped and finally answered.
"Ok" it came quietly from him.
He went to the cell door and sat beside it, taking a pen and a sheet of paper out of his bag.
"So," Aerrow began "What's your name?"
"As you know, here they call me the Dark Ace. My real name, I won't tell ya.
But you can call me Ace if you want." He grinned.
Aerrow blushed a bit, but went on.
"Ok, so Ace, how tall are you?"
"You want to know that ?"
"Well, I'm curious, so…"
"Ok, I get it." The Dark Ace interrupted "I'm 6'3 (1)."
Tall Aerrow thought
"Where do you come from?"
"Cyclonia"
Aerrow heared of that country before. It laid in the south-east and if he remembered right, then Atmosia wasn't on the best terms with them.
"What is your actual job there? "
"Commander"
"Huh?" Aerrow looked up to the little window "Commander?" he asked in disbelief
"Yeah, Commander, with weapons, soldiers and all that shit." He could see a hand gesture at the little window. Aerrow realized the Dark Ace was leaning against the door, next to the window.
"Then how come you're in here?"
"My job as commander and 2nd rongest fighter in Cyclonia also includes assassinations. But as you can see, my last mission didn't go so well."
Aerrow giggled a bit at that. Now that he thought about it, the name Dark Ace really fits him. He wrote it all down, getting more and more interested in the man behind the cell door.
"If you're the 2nd strongest, who is the strongest ? "
Ace groaned.
"That would be Master Cyclonis"
"Master Cyclonis?"
Aerrow repeated, a bit astonished.
"Yeah, I know, sounds like the name of a villain from a cartoon for kids."
Aerrow instantly started to laugh, his last rest of nervousness disappearing. After a while the Dark Ace also started to chuckle a bit.
When they both stopped, Ace spoke first.
"But I'm surprised you don't know Master Cyclonis. Don't you watch the news?"
Aerrow abruptly started to blush.
"I-I", he started to stutter "IonlywatchcartoonsonTV." Aerrow quickly mumbled under his breath.
"…. You serious?"
The Dark Ace asked with a disbelieving voice.
Aerrow just kept silent, whole face red now.
"…" no one said anything.
Suddenly the Dark Ace started to laugh and Aerrow got even redder when he heard the dark laughter.
"I thought you're 15? " the Dark Ace asked between laughter.
Aerrow pouted a bit.
"I'm nearly 17" he grumbled, his cheeks getting red again.
Ace immediately started to laugh again and Aerrow pouted more. He shouldn't have told him.
After a long laughter, the assassin slowly started to calm down.
"You know," he began "you're cute."
"!?" Aerrow's face heated up again, this time even more. Suddenly his heart began to pound faster in his chest. Why was his heart beginning to beat so fast? And what was that strange feeling in his stomach?
Aerrow gripped his shirt at the place where his heart was supposed to be.
"Hey"
He jumped a bit in surprise.
"You said you're 17 soon"
"Oh, yeah" Aerrow calmed himself down "Next Thursday is my birthday."
That reminded him on something.
"That's actually also my next question." he took his pen and paper again.
"When is your birthday?"
"31st December"
"Really?" He looked up to the window in amazement.
"Yes" The Dark Ace started to smile at Aerrow's innocence.
Aerrow cleared his throat and tried to gather himself again.
"So, how old are you?"
"Guess" the older man simply said.
"Hmm, 29?" the younger man tried.
"Ouch! Aerrow, you're hurting me." The Dark Ace said dramatically.
Aerrow started to chuckle.
"Then just tell me how old you are." He said between giggles.
"I'm 24, becoming 25 this year."
Just eight years… Aerrow quickly shook his head. What am I thinking?
"Ok" he continued "How many people have you killed?"
Aerrow was actually quiet curious, but did he really want to know the answer?
"Do you really want to know?" it came from behind the cell door.
"Ok, next question"
The Dark Ace started to chuckle at that.
Aerrow continued to talk long after with the prisoner, even thought he already had all the information he had needed. His heart also kept beating fast in his chest while they kept talking about god and the world.
They only stopped because Aerrow's father came back, telling him he hasn't been there because he had to bring a prisoner to another jail.
At the drive home, Aerrow kept thinking about the Dark Ace, or Ace.
Slowly, the warm feeling around his heart and in his stomach came back
What was that feeling?
(1)Around 1,90 m
I know, I said that it will take a while till the next chapter, but your reviews made me so happy, that I just ahd to continue.
Thank you all so much v
But it will take a while now till the next chapter 'cause some of my new teachers give a load of homework and my guitar lessons are starting again. I also started Tea Kwon Do, but I'll try my best c
PS: I know the chapter is pretty boring. I'll try harder in the next chapter!