Aptshipping (Hiroto (Tristan) x Isis (Ishizu))
Flaws of the pairing: I think that this one's got some obvious flaws…Really obvious flaws.
For instance, Isis is a fair bit older than Honda (How does that work? Well, we know that that Isis is the friggin' Egyptian Ambassador… And she's also a good four years older than Marik in the manga *possibly more*, and Marik is older than Honda…)
Here's another flaw: She's never even spoken to Honda. Seriously, Shadi has talked more to Honda (and that's saying something!) than Isis has.
And one last flaw: The Honda/Tristan – Otogi/Duke – Shizuka/Serenity triangle was really, really played up in the anime (not so much in the manga, though it was hinted at).
So, two characters haven't spoken a word to each other. The female is WAY older than the male. And the male's…. chasing someone else.
Nope. This is not happening, never in a million years… though in a million AU fics… maybe…
AughwhatamIdoingIdon'teven– BOOM!
Warnings: Isis may not always make sense in areas. Try to ignore it, as she usually explains what she's just said in the next line. Other than that, it's clean.
Time Period: Battle City.
Names: Hiroto Honda/Tristan Taylor = Honda
Isis/Ishizu Ishtar= Isis
I yawn. "Remind me again why you wanted me, of all people."
She have been sitting down, dress flowing elegantly over the edge of her bed, but Isis's gaze still pierces me like an arrow. "Because you are rather esoteric, albeit a little maudlin."
My jaw drops in confusion. "Ah… Eh?"
"Special." The Egyptian's voice drips sarcasm, and I don't really know what to say to that.
"Oh."
"You have a propensity for aiding the pathos of others… even when faced with the abhorrent."
I nod dumbly, and she sighs. "You want to help everyone who feels pain, even if they're evil."
"I suppose…"
Her gaze becomes even sharper – now it's a blade, slicing into me. "Did you or did you not show this aspect of your persona towards the insidious Ryou Bakura?"
"Uh?"
She groans. "Honestly… Look, did you try to help Ryou Bakura?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Did you repress that acrimony of his dichotomy?"
"Huh?"
"OhmyRawhydoIeventry… Did you stop his dark side from possessing him at any point?"
I shrug. "I wouldn't know."
"Ah, an unknowing anomaly?"
She pauses, as if she'd just said something funny. I immediately make a weak attempt at a chuckle. "Uh…ha?"
"Aughh… Never mind. Hiroto… may I call you that for the purposes of this panegyric?"
I fidget. "If you must."
"Hiroto… I have acquired a proclivity for you." Isis waits expectantly, and I simply stare.
"Uh… Thanks?"
"No. I luxuriate in you.Ngiyakuthanda!" (1)
I blink. "Eh?"
A well aimed pillow hits me in the mouth. "Oh, just get out. I am sick of trying."
I spit out a mouthful of fluff. "Sheesh, that must be the first two sentences you spoke in English the first time-"
"OUT!"
1. "I love you"… in Zulu, since as the Ambassador of Egypt, Isis would likely know several languages aside from Egypt. Just so you know: In Egyptian, "I love you" = "Ana Bahhebak".