All in the Voice
Airport Troubles
Well, it took long enough, but the fic has reached 6 chapters! Wow.
Infernal Jynk: Psymon shows up again!
Kurumi: Yes, JP gets a section too.
And yes, I am aware of the once blatant typo. No, Kaori is NOT gay! She's got better taste than Marisol anyway! Besides, we all know who she loves. ^.^
Oh, and there's a REALLY nasty comment let loose by JP in this one. This does not reflect the author, it just sort of struck me at 2:31 in the morning.
~*~*~*~
If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time would pass me by
Cause I would walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you tonight...
~*~*~*~
Psymon watched Mac glare at Brodi. He didn't trust the little brat. Maybe it was because he was so young, and yet so talented. No-it was more than that. He had something against Brodi, and Brodi was Psymon's buddy. Psymon never had many friends-in fact, Brodi was his only real friend. Yep, Brodi was Psymon's buddy alright. And Psymon didn't like people being rude to his buddies. People got hurt that way. And the way Mac kept looking at Kaori like she was some piece of meat didn't exactly rub off the right way on the man either.
It wasn't as though he was attracted to the teenager, you must understand. It was more like a big brother thing. He loved to creep her out-at times, it made for a pretty interesting pastime.
But it was more than that that made Psymon so protective of the young girl.
She was innocent, young; pretty. She had a chance at normality.
He didn't.
So he would protect that innocence.
At all costs.
~*~*~*~
JP sauntered his way over to Marisol's seat in the airport café as she waited for the others to get their baggage.
"Ah, cheri. Having fun being Brodi's whore?" She whirled in her seat, her cocoa brown eyes glaring viciously.
"You better guard YOUR booty, cause if you don't, your head'll be shoved up it so far, your eyes'll be brown, sugah." He smirked to himself-a classic Marisol comment.
"Eh, what does the Canadian say to shut you up when you're like this-oh, 'Not so snarky, Sparky'." The flush of rage was priceless.
"Watch what you say, Jeannie, cause come the race, you'll be choking on the white stuff." JP scoffed.
"Like you did in the bedroom?" At Marisol's strangled cry of rage, he turned around and walked away.
He loved hating her, and hated loving her. JP Arsenault sighed.
Only he could fall in love with such a bitch.
~*~*~*~
Kaori stood with Brodi, waiting for her suitcase. She was biting her nail with nervousness.
"You don't think that the airline lost it, do you?"
"Of course not Kaori." Despite the calming affect his very presence had upon her, she still felt a bit worried. After all, her scripts were in that suitcase, along with all her clothes, and general belongings.
"But what about that law, you know, the one about things going wrong...what's it called...oh yeah!", She beamed up at him, evidently quite proud she picked some more English. " Murky's Law!"
The hopeful expression on her face was too much...He found himself laughing. Not just a smile, or even a light chuckle. It was true laughter-and to Kaori's mind, very handsome laughter. //Kami-sama, what did I do to fall so hard?//
"Murphy's Law, Kaori. Murphy's Law." He corrected with an almost...roguish smile on his face. She was amazed-had it really only taken one mispronunciation to let him open up?
Or was it something else...
"Oh, there it is!" Kaori exclaimed, having spotted her bright pink suitcase among the black Samsonite fleet. She sprinted along the carousel, and wrenched it off the conveyor belt, only to stagger backward with the sudden weight-and into Brodi.
"Ah! Gomen nasai, Brodi-kun!" She hadn't even noticed the suffix she had used for him until it was too late. She flushed deep scarlet.
"Daijoubu, Kaori-chan." He smiled an almost-deep?-smile, and she smiled hesitantly up at him. She felt words tear at her tongue, begging to be said-but she kept silent.
"Hey, are you two coming or what!" Eddie hollered from the other side of the room, and Brodi smiled somewhat bittersweetly, then looked back at his companion.
"Let's go Kaori-we don't want to keep them waiting, after all." She nodded up at him, and followed.
She found it was all she could do to keep from swooning from absolute bliss.
~*~*~*~
Now things are getting somewhere! I really liked this chapter for some reason-I don't know why. Read and Review, and peas out!
Airport Troubles
Well, it took long enough, but the fic has reached 6 chapters! Wow.
Infernal Jynk: Psymon shows up again!
Kurumi: Yes, JP gets a section too.
And yes, I am aware of the once blatant typo. No, Kaori is NOT gay! She's got better taste than Marisol anyway! Besides, we all know who she loves. ^.^
Oh, and there's a REALLY nasty comment let loose by JP in this one. This does not reflect the author, it just sort of struck me at 2:31 in the morning.
~*~*~*~
If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time would pass me by
Cause I would walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you tonight...
~*~*~*~
Psymon watched Mac glare at Brodi. He didn't trust the little brat. Maybe it was because he was so young, and yet so talented. No-it was more than that. He had something against Brodi, and Brodi was Psymon's buddy. Psymon never had many friends-in fact, Brodi was his only real friend. Yep, Brodi was Psymon's buddy alright. And Psymon didn't like people being rude to his buddies. People got hurt that way. And the way Mac kept looking at Kaori like she was some piece of meat didn't exactly rub off the right way on the man either.
It wasn't as though he was attracted to the teenager, you must understand. It was more like a big brother thing. He loved to creep her out-at times, it made for a pretty interesting pastime.
But it was more than that that made Psymon so protective of the young girl.
She was innocent, young; pretty. She had a chance at normality.
He didn't.
So he would protect that innocence.
At all costs.
~*~*~*~
JP sauntered his way over to Marisol's seat in the airport café as she waited for the others to get their baggage.
"Ah, cheri. Having fun being Brodi's whore?" She whirled in her seat, her cocoa brown eyes glaring viciously.
"You better guard YOUR booty, cause if you don't, your head'll be shoved up it so far, your eyes'll be brown, sugah." He smirked to himself-a classic Marisol comment.
"Eh, what does the Canadian say to shut you up when you're like this-oh, 'Not so snarky, Sparky'." The flush of rage was priceless.
"Watch what you say, Jeannie, cause come the race, you'll be choking on the white stuff." JP scoffed.
"Like you did in the bedroom?" At Marisol's strangled cry of rage, he turned around and walked away.
He loved hating her, and hated loving her. JP Arsenault sighed.
Only he could fall in love with such a bitch.
~*~*~*~
Kaori stood with Brodi, waiting for her suitcase. She was biting her nail with nervousness.
"You don't think that the airline lost it, do you?"
"Of course not Kaori." Despite the calming affect his very presence had upon her, she still felt a bit worried. After all, her scripts were in that suitcase, along with all her clothes, and general belongings.
"But what about that law, you know, the one about things going wrong...what's it called...oh yeah!", She beamed up at him, evidently quite proud she picked some more English. " Murky's Law!"
The hopeful expression on her face was too much...He found himself laughing. Not just a smile, or even a light chuckle. It was true laughter-and to Kaori's mind, very handsome laughter. //Kami-sama, what did I do to fall so hard?//
"Murphy's Law, Kaori. Murphy's Law." He corrected with an almost...roguish smile on his face. She was amazed-had it really only taken one mispronunciation to let him open up?
Or was it something else...
"Oh, there it is!" Kaori exclaimed, having spotted her bright pink suitcase among the black Samsonite fleet. She sprinted along the carousel, and wrenched it off the conveyor belt, only to stagger backward with the sudden weight-and into Brodi.
"Ah! Gomen nasai, Brodi-kun!" She hadn't even noticed the suffix she had used for him until it was too late. She flushed deep scarlet.
"Daijoubu, Kaori-chan." He smiled an almost-deep?-smile, and she smiled hesitantly up at him. She felt words tear at her tongue, begging to be said-but she kept silent.
"Hey, are you two coming or what!" Eddie hollered from the other side of the room, and Brodi smiled somewhat bittersweetly, then looked back at his companion.
"Let's go Kaori-we don't want to keep them waiting, after all." She nodded up at him, and followed.
She found it was all she could do to keep from swooning from absolute bliss.
~*~*~*~
Now things are getting somewhere! I really liked this chapter for some reason-I don't know why. Read and Review, and peas out!