Part 4
A week went by without another incident happening, and Sora went out of her way to be nice, trying to show Izzy that she hadn't really meant it. Friday evening she cooked up a nice dinner and had every thing set up by the time Izzy got home from work.
Izzy smiled at Sora and hugged her tightly, completely forgetting that she had ever hurt him and sighed contentedly. He let the sweet sent of her shampoo take his thoughts away and spaced out for a second.
"Izzy?"
"Yes?"
"What are we still standing here? Do you want to go eat?" she asked him with a laugh. Izzy shook himself out of his thoughts before answering.
"Sorry, I was just thinking."
"About what?" she asked leading him to the table by his hand.
"You," he said kissing her cheek and holding out her chair. Sora smiled, normally Izzy wasn't so sweet, always wrapped up in his work or sitting at his laptop.
"You're in a good mood tonight," Sora commented as she settled herself in the chair and started getting her food.
"Why shouldn't I be, I'm with the girl I love and I got a promotion at work today."
"Really? That's great," she told him. Izzy nodded and spooned some vegetables onto his plate.
Suddenly a wave of water flew towards Sora as Izzy knocked over his glass.
Sora jumped up and let out a yelp but the damage was already done. Cold water soaked the tablecloth and Sora's pants. Outraged she pulled Izzy out of his chair and hit him so hard that he was knocked to the floor.
"Sora!" he gasped, his voice thick from the blood flowing freely from his nose. He didn't pay any attention to him as she dragged him back up to his feet by his shirt collar. The fabric ripped under Izzy's weight and he nearly landed on the floor again.
Sora dealt him another swift punch and let him crash to the floor this time. Fury swept her features as she started to kick him repeatedly. Izzy cried out in pain and tears started streaming from his eyes, mixing with the blood.
"Why are you so weak?" she demanded angrily as she kicked him again. Then she seemed to come to her senses and dropped to her knees and touched his shoulder tenderly, with a shaking hand.
"Izzy," she exclaimed, seeming near tears. "Oh god Izzy, I'm so sorry. Izzy, come on, get up." She helped the disoriented red head to his feet and led him to the bathroom where she proceeded to wash the blood off his face.
Izzy's nose was broken and Sora had to take him to the hospital because she couldn't get it to stop. At the hospital they found out he had two cracked ribs.
A week went by without another incident happening, and Sora went out of her way to be nice, trying to show Izzy that she hadn't really meant it. Friday evening she cooked up a nice dinner and had every thing set up by the time Izzy got home from work.
Izzy smiled at Sora and hugged her tightly, completely forgetting that she had ever hurt him and sighed contentedly. He let the sweet sent of her shampoo take his thoughts away and spaced out for a second.
"Izzy?"
"Yes?"
"What are we still standing here? Do you want to go eat?" she asked him with a laugh. Izzy shook himself out of his thoughts before answering.
"Sorry, I was just thinking."
"About what?" she asked leading him to the table by his hand.
"You," he said kissing her cheek and holding out her chair. Sora smiled, normally Izzy wasn't so sweet, always wrapped up in his work or sitting at his laptop.
"You're in a good mood tonight," Sora commented as she settled herself in the chair and started getting her food.
"Why shouldn't I be, I'm with the girl I love and I got a promotion at work today."
"Really? That's great," she told him. Izzy nodded and spooned some vegetables onto his plate.
Suddenly a wave of water flew towards Sora as Izzy knocked over his glass.
Sora jumped up and let out a yelp but the damage was already done. Cold water soaked the tablecloth and Sora's pants. Outraged she pulled Izzy out of his chair and hit him so hard that he was knocked to the floor.
"Sora!" he gasped, his voice thick from the blood flowing freely from his nose. He didn't pay any attention to him as she dragged him back up to his feet by his shirt collar. The fabric ripped under Izzy's weight and he nearly landed on the floor again.
Sora dealt him another swift punch and let him crash to the floor this time. Fury swept her features as she started to kick him repeatedly. Izzy cried out in pain and tears started streaming from his eyes, mixing with the blood.
"Why are you so weak?" she demanded angrily as she kicked him again. Then she seemed to come to her senses and dropped to her knees and touched his shoulder tenderly, with a shaking hand.
"Izzy," she exclaimed, seeming near tears. "Oh god Izzy, I'm so sorry. Izzy, come on, get up." She helped the disoriented red head to his feet and led him to the bathroom where she proceeded to wash the blood off his face.
Izzy's nose was broken and Sora had to take him to the hospital because she couldn't get it to stop. At the hospital they found out he had two cracked ribs.