Enter Seika
Seika walked into the restaurant with her "date" and froze as she felt Aisu's cold energy. She fought the urge to roll her eyes at her recognition of his presence so quickly. She opened her mind and got an image of him with a blonde girl clinging to his arm. She fawned over him and batted her eyelashes a lot. Seika felt her normally trigger happy temper start to boil. She squared her shoulders and willed herself not to look over at him. She would not give him the satisfaction. She forced a smile for her escort and he flushed a crimson color. She restrained a sigh.
She wished dearly that he would stop doing that. He did so every time he caught her even looking in his direction. As they sat down he started to speak of their English class and Seika listened with half an ear, her attention on Aisu. She could feel his chilling gaze and fought the driving need to meet his eyes. A thought occurred to her. What if she tried that thing she had seen on a "soap opera" that afternoon? The women on the television had said that the only way to get a man to notice you was to make him jealous and Seika wanted to see if the process really worked. For research, she told herself, but she knew that she only wanted to get to him like he had gotten to her earlier that afternoon.
The boy put his hand over hers and she noted the contact but did nothing to break it. She leaned toward him some and giggled coyly like she had seen the woman do on the soap opera. She felt his energy start to swirl with emotion when the youth's hand slid up her arm to her elbow. She leaned toward him and giggled again. She felt a blast of frigidly cold energy berate her body. She wished now that she had brought a jacket. She tuned back into what ever tedious topic her date was rambling on about and suddenly had a revelation. She couldn't remember his name. She racked her brain for the information and came up lacking. She didn't dare search her cerebral now or she would loose contact with what was going on around her.
She could feel Aisu's gaze bore into her and she tried to act as if she wasn't affected by his presence at all. It was hard especially because she wanted more than any thing to get and rip the blonde from his arm and engulf her in flames. She felt like beating the crap out of Aisu for going out with another woman. The feeling made her uneasy. She had no claim on the ice warrior and didn't want him. She just didn't want others to have him. I am becoming more and more like Earth female youths by the day, she thought thinking back to her fickle behavior in the last few days. She groaned inwardly. What am I going to do?
After they had finished their meal she stood with her date and allowed herself to look at Aisu as they were walking out the door. She acted as if she had just spotted him and gave him a small wave and a flirtatious smile. He raised his glass to her in a mock salute. He had an oddly predatory smile on his face and his crystalline eyes fairly glowed with an inner fire that intrigued her. What was he thinking? Why was he looking at her like that? It made her feel like a rabbit that knew it had been spotted by the wolf.
Written by: Seika (BlackRoseTD)