"Jim, get in the car.....," Gene demanded, as he watched Suzuka step out of the house and down the side walk towards the red car. Her hair still laid down at her sides, and she still wore the outfit from earlier. Which Gene kind of thought suit her, although he wouldn't admit such a thing. He quickly jumped into the car, and Suzuka followed.
As they entered Clyde's Bar, Gene turned around cautiously, glancing around the dim litted room. When he noticed Iris running up to him, and holding him in a tight embrace. He gently pulled her away.
Iris looked up at Gene, with tear-filled eyes, "Where were you? I missed you so much." Gene smiled down at the petite young girl, gently carressing her hair. Jim glanced up at Suzuka, who had her arms crossed in front of her chest, partially annoyed. She turned around slightly and led Jim to a table in the corner.
"Don't worry, I couldn't just leave without coming back," Gene uttered.
"That's what you said last time," Iris whimpered, her face buried in his chest.
Gene smiled, "Well, hey, I'm back, aren't I?" He gently pulled her away, with a reasurring smile. The smile, that Iris so much adored. She nodded her head, mildly, as Gene led her to the counter, where Clyde bartended, occasionally.
"Haven't seen you in awhile, Gene," he exclaimed, holding a glass of whiskey out, "Your favorite, on the house."
"Thanks, Clyde," he replied, with a smile.
"And who's that lovely lady you have with you there? I haven't seen that one," he said, turning over to look at Suzuka. Gene turned away, but glanced over at Iris, who again looked like she was going to burst into tears.
"That's.....Suzuka, a friend you could say," he answered, studying the glass of whiskey. Iris let out a loud sigh of relief, as she drew attention from the two. Instead, she smiled nervously without reply. Gene stood up, causing everyone in the room to look over, as though he would have started another fight.
Iris tugged at the sleeve of his coat, "Gene, where are you going?"
He smiled down at her, "I need to have a talk with Jim." Then walked across the room to the corner in which the two sat waiting, patiently for Gene's arrival.
Iris sighed, "I don't believe him....."
Suzuka glanced over to Iris, who stared at her, seeming with envy.
"Your little girlfriend there is staring at me, don't let her get the wrong impression," she said. Gene turned to look at her.
"Who said that's my girlfriend.....that's just Iris," he replied, taking another shot at the whiskey.
Suzuka turned to him, her dark eyes dim, "And is that all she is to you? Iris? I don't think she feels that way," Suzuka uttered, turning to Jim who motioned with excitement for her to enter a game of poker.
Iris slowly walked over to them, with a tray of cold drinks. She forced a smile on her face and gently held out glass to Suzuka. But before she could reach out for it, Iris had purposely spilled near half of the cold water on her. Suzuka immediately stood up as a reaction. But tried hard to not let her anger overcome her. For the young girl wouldn't even hold up a good fight.
"Oops, I'm sorry," Iris replied, placing her hands on her lips. Gene stood up, not knowing what to do. Suzuka quickly walked over to the lady's room, but was suddenly stopped by a tall muscular man in his late 20's.
"Hey, beautiful," the man said, "Where are you headed to? Mind if I join you in there?"
"If you already know, then why do you ask?" Suzuka questioned, her eyes pierced on his.
"Oooh, a smart one, eh? I like that," he uttered, bringing his hand to her face. Suzuka quickly grabbed at it, and twisted it back, with a loud disturbing CRACK!
"AHHHHH! You stupid, BITCH!" he yelled out as he brought out a pistol. Suzuka suddenly realized that she had left her wooden sword in Gene's car. And quickly dodged the bullets. Finding her way to the front of the room.
"What's wrong?" Gene questioned, as the man came up from behind her. Suzuka immediately grabbed at the gun that was clinging onto Gene's belt. As she was about to fire, a bullet had shot out of the man's gun. Gene instantly pushed Suzuka out of the way, knocking her down. Then charging at the man, when he felt a sharp pain at his side. There was a moment of silence as the man laid hovering above Gene. Then a loud thump, as he fell to the ground.
"Gene are you alright??!?!" Iris questioned, running to stand by his side. He held tightly onto what had seemed to be a cut, but stood tall.
He flashed a smile, "Of course." Gene slowly turned around to face Suzuka who was on the ground, Jim holding onto her. He steadied himself and walked wearily towards her, letting out his right hand. She looked at it, then to the young man, his onced brightly lit eyes, dimmed. She reached for it slowly.
As they walked up to the door, Gene nearly collapsed, but Jim quickly placed his arms around his tiny shoulders, helping him keep balance. Suzuka stood there pondering, not wanting to bother to help.
"Gene!" Iris cried out, "Promise me you'll be back!" He turned around with a weak smile.
"Don't worry......and Clyde, I'll pay for the damages."
As they entered Clyde's Bar, Gene turned around cautiously, glancing around the dim litted room. When he noticed Iris running up to him, and holding him in a tight embrace. He gently pulled her away.
Iris looked up at Gene, with tear-filled eyes, "Where were you? I missed you so much." Gene smiled down at the petite young girl, gently carressing her hair. Jim glanced up at Suzuka, who had her arms crossed in front of her chest, partially annoyed. She turned around slightly and led Jim to a table in the corner.
"Don't worry, I couldn't just leave without coming back," Gene uttered.
"That's what you said last time," Iris whimpered, her face buried in his chest.
Gene smiled, "Well, hey, I'm back, aren't I?" He gently pulled her away, with a reasurring smile. The smile, that Iris so much adored. She nodded her head, mildly, as Gene led her to the counter, where Clyde bartended, occasionally.
"Haven't seen you in awhile, Gene," he exclaimed, holding a glass of whiskey out, "Your favorite, on the house."
"Thanks, Clyde," he replied, with a smile.
"And who's that lovely lady you have with you there? I haven't seen that one," he said, turning over to look at Suzuka. Gene turned away, but glanced over at Iris, who again looked like she was going to burst into tears.
"That's.....Suzuka, a friend you could say," he answered, studying the glass of whiskey. Iris let out a loud sigh of relief, as she drew attention from the two. Instead, she smiled nervously without reply. Gene stood up, causing everyone in the room to look over, as though he would have started another fight.
Iris tugged at the sleeve of his coat, "Gene, where are you going?"
He smiled down at her, "I need to have a talk with Jim." Then walked across the room to the corner in which the two sat waiting, patiently for Gene's arrival.
Iris sighed, "I don't believe him....."
Suzuka glanced over to Iris, who stared at her, seeming with envy.
"Your little girlfriend there is staring at me, don't let her get the wrong impression," she said. Gene turned to look at her.
"Who said that's my girlfriend.....that's just Iris," he replied, taking another shot at the whiskey.
Suzuka turned to him, her dark eyes dim, "And is that all she is to you? Iris? I don't think she feels that way," Suzuka uttered, turning to Jim who motioned with excitement for her to enter a game of poker.
Iris slowly walked over to them, with a tray of cold drinks. She forced a smile on her face and gently held out glass to Suzuka. But before she could reach out for it, Iris had purposely spilled near half of the cold water on her. Suzuka immediately stood up as a reaction. But tried hard to not let her anger overcome her. For the young girl wouldn't even hold up a good fight.
"Oops, I'm sorry," Iris replied, placing her hands on her lips. Gene stood up, not knowing what to do. Suzuka quickly walked over to the lady's room, but was suddenly stopped by a tall muscular man in his late 20's.
"Hey, beautiful," the man said, "Where are you headed to? Mind if I join you in there?"
"If you already know, then why do you ask?" Suzuka questioned, her eyes pierced on his.
"Oooh, a smart one, eh? I like that," he uttered, bringing his hand to her face. Suzuka quickly grabbed at it, and twisted it back, with a loud disturbing CRACK!
"AHHHHH! You stupid, BITCH!" he yelled out as he brought out a pistol. Suzuka suddenly realized that she had left her wooden sword in Gene's car. And quickly dodged the bullets. Finding her way to the front of the room.
"What's wrong?" Gene questioned, as the man came up from behind her. Suzuka immediately grabbed at the gun that was clinging onto Gene's belt. As she was about to fire, a bullet had shot out of the man's gun. Gene instantly pushed Suzuka out of the way, knocking her down. Then charging at the man, when he felt a sharp pain at his side. There was a moment of silence as the man laid hovering above Gene. Then a loud thump, as he fell to the ground.
"Gene are you alright??!?!" Iris questioned, running to stand by his side. He held tightly onto what had seemed to be a cut, but stood tall.
He flashed a smile, "Of course." Gene slowly turned around to face Suzuka who was on the ground, Jim holding onto her. He steadied himself and walked wearily towards her, letting out his right hand. She looked at it, then to the young man, his onced brightly lit eyes, dimmed. She reached for it slowly.
As they walked up to the door, Gene nearly collapsed, but Jim quickly placed his arms around his tiny shoulders, helping him keep balance. Suzuka stood there pondering, not wanting to bother to help.
"Gene!" Iris cried out, "Promise me you'll be back!" He turned around with a weak smile.
"Don't worry......and Clyde, I'll pay for the damages."