Milk and Coffee Chapter 4: Bittersweet Big Apple, a soul calibur fanfic

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Milk and Coffee:

By: Venusgurl#5

Chapter Four: Bittersweet Big Apple

Talim's P.O.V.

I should've said no.

I should've just turned away.

Ignored him.

Disregard his presence completely.

Maybe I would have been able to had I not gazed into those hypnotizing fire-filled eyes of his.

The moment I caught them with my own, I knew I was done for.

So I let him help me from my seat, place his hand at the small of my back, and lead me away to only God knows where. I hadn't a clue. I hadn't a care. To be honest, at the moment, I had no soul. I was like a puppet being drawn by my master. And he was definitely pulling my strings. Hard.

I could vaguely hear the protests from his actions from Xiany; but I hadn't the heart to listen to any words that she, or for that matter, what any other person said. I was literally stuck within his gaze. I just couldn't break free. What the heck was happening to me? I'm…I'm scared…and yet…braver than I've ever been in quite a while.

It was the collision with a hard brick wall against my back that brought me back to reality. The rough and scratchy texture lightly pinched my skin through my tank. Either way, it was strong enough to snap me out of whatever the heck I had just been in. I noticed we were now outside the parlor and by the side entrance door. The area was hidden by a couple of giant bushes. Uh-oh, not good.

He stood in front of me lazily, his eyes blank but a coy smile on his lips. That smile…that irritating smirk of his, it brought back the fire I first felt when he bumped into me the other day. I really can't stand that grin of his!

"So…you done drooling or what?"

I found my self frowning and narrowed my eyes evenly. Whatever it was with this guy he knew exactly what to do to really put my panties in a bunch! Jerk!

"Did you bring me out her to mock me or do you have an actual reason?"

He laughed and ran a hand through his hair. I lost myself for a minute as its color once again amazed me. It was just so unbelievably red.

"Still as feisty as the first time, eh? Hehe-good, I was afraid you were all scary now-I mean, you should've seen the look on your face when I asked to talk to you,"

He stopped to laugh at his own little insinuations.

"Wait, no- the look on your face when I brought you out here was even better. I though you fricken peed yourself or something, Ahaha!!!"

Oooo! The nerve! To bring me out here- away from my friend- and then laugh at me! I swear! I stormed over to him; poking him in the chest heatedly.

"Hey! I'm no one's entertainment! So if your done here, I'll be returning to my friend thank-you very-,"

"No!" It wasn't said forcefully. Or even angrily…it was…needy. He gently grabbed my poking hand and held it delicately in his. Once again I could feel my cheeks becoming flushed.

"Please, wait…I-uh- ahem, I'm sorry…," he let go, stuffed his hands in his pockets, and began to shuffle his feet childishly.

I stood there totally stunned. Wait a minute…what the heck!? One minute he's teasing me and the next he's apologizing like a kid who just got caught with his hand in the cookie jar! Maybe this guy was one of those loonies Xiany was talking about the other day…

"That was my bad, I shouldn't have…teased you like that…," He lifted his head and met my eyes again. Dangit, no-not again.

"It's just that…well, you were such and easy target and-,"

Going down that road again, I see. Just when I thought he was gonna be nice too. Figures. He must have caught my drift 'cause he immediately stopped talking on whatever subject he was on that had to deal with me being his 'it' girl for kicks.

"Anyways…look, I need to talk to you,"

I crossed my arms.

"For what?"

He scratched the back of his head awkwardly. I think… it was a sign of him being nervous. Weird, never expected to see a guy like this being…nervous. Maybe I should lighten up a bit. Not like I knew what it was that made me so tough all the sudden anyway.

"After seeing you the other day I wondered if…well…,"

"Well, what is it?"

"Hey now! Gimme some time, angel!"

"Quit that!"

"Quit what?!"

Somehow at that moment my shoes became the holder of all my attention…

"Quit calling me Angel!"

"Well…what am I supposed to call you, I don't know your name…,"

True. True. But still…angel? I mean really…it sounds like a pet name used between old lovers, eww!!!

"Why don't you ask? Sometimes people tell you things when you ask them, ya know,"

"Okay, then-what IS your name?"

"What, you think I'm crazy? I'm not telling you-,"

"But you just said-,"

"I said SOMETIMES people tell you things when you ask, not my fault I'm different…,"

We glared evenly at each other for a while, neither one of us wanting to back down. I know I won't be anytime soon. And then that stupid smirk appeared for the umpteenth time that day and he said.

"Well then angel it is…,"

Grrr…You win…for now…but only because there's no way I'm telling you my name!!!

"Just, grrr, what do you want!?"

Again his whole demeanor changed and his nerves came into play. He scratched the side of his arm this time though. Hmm…so he itches when he's nervous.

"…look, I was just wondering do you…,"

"Do I what?"

"Do you…need a job?"

Huh? What's THAT supposed to mean!?

"What the…what do you mean?"

He blinked.

"Exactly like I just said…,"

And then I blinked as well.

"…Huh?"

What exactly was this guy talking about? He shuffled his feet a bit before he pushed on.

"Look, if you…need fast money, I know a job that'll help you-"

And then it clicked. How could I be so blind? This moron thought I was prostitute.

"So…so that's what it is! You think I'm a two bit hooker, don't you!"

I saw his face frown up immediately and knew that had to be it! He was just angry he got caught! I backed away as quickly as possible from his reach. And for a moment I thought…

"Well I'm not! And I HAVE a job already, thank-you, with good co-workers and good pay too!"

Okay so maybe it wasn't totally true…but I surely hoped so it would be soon.

"So you can take your pathetic desires and leave me the-the hell alone!"

Yes, I had really just swore but…I didn't care, I just wanted out! I ran towards the entrance of the ice cream parlor ignoring his cries of whatever, it didn't matter to me anymore. I just wanted to be as far away from him as possible.

You see…It wasn't just his insinuations of me being a hooker that rattled me, but for fear that'd I'd fall into the trap of his spellbinding gaze. I couldn't stand to return underneath his control-maneuvered by his pull of the strings.

So me and Xiany are on our way to the restaurant I soon hope to be working at. I…haven't told her about the incident with the Jerkface so she's been bugging me about it for the entire taxi ride. It's not that I don't want to but… for some reason I'm sensitive about the whole thing. When I think about it I…I get so furious the he has such control and influence on me. Bizarre…but then again, that seems to be the case whenever this…guy is involved. Wait, here we go again…

"Oh come on, Talim, You have to tell me what's up! What happened back there?"

"Nothing, Xiany, for the last time-he was just his ole normal…stupid jerkish self…,"

I turned to look her in the eyes and smiled fakely. Hope she doesn't notice…

"Just the same as last time. It was nothing,"

And then I kept walking, hoping to get a good distance ahead. Not too far-or she'd think something was up. Not too close-or the questions wouldn't be dropped. But she looped my arm with hers before I could and said,

"Then why were you so angry when you rushed into the parlor,"

Because he thought I was a lady of the flipping night, that's why!

"That's impossible, I wouldn't let that jerk get me riled up more than once, I've got self control!,"

Her face read 'That's a load of you-know-what and you know it!'. Of course it was. But I wasn't going to admit that anytime soon. Still… I just had to ask her something, I'd been on my mind ever since! Besides, just because I 'ask' her it doesn't mean it has anything to 'do' with Mr. Jerkface. So I did.

"Do I…do I look like a hooker to you?"

She stopped dead in her tracks.

"Say wha?"

Oh come on Xiany, you heard me. Don't make me repeat a question like that again!!!

I swallowed hard and looked to the ground.

"I said…do I look like a…(ahem) hooker?"

Her reply was that dragon laugh of hers. And correct me if I'm wrong-but I kinda got the gist of a "no" from that. Something else if in Xiany's exact words.

"HELL NO! A KYAH KYAH! Where did you get that bullshit idea from??? I mean you, a hooker?!"

Geez...was it really that impossible to imagine..? NOT SAYING I WANT TO BE ONE!!! But -still...

"Yeah well…it just happened to be going through…my thoughts, you know? Just wondering…,"

She looked me over oddly through her fits of laughter.

"You have some weird thoughts, Tali…,"

Unfortunately I wasn't in a position to defend myself. I mean come on, I have dreams where I make out with random guys in midair…ya know what, I think I'll just stop there…oh boy…what in God's name is happening to my life!!!