~*~ DISCLAIMER: I do not own GTA 3 or GTA Vice City. Don't Sue!! But I do
own the plot so back the hell off of it.
Chapter one
I flinched as hot, fresh, sun light streamed down my face and into my closed brown eyes. Of all the places to land, my eye. Someone up there must be looking down at me in smite. I finally sit up, stretching my arms over my head and shutting my eyes tightly to block out any of the sun light. After yawning for a good minute I opened my eyes to find Maria, in one of my shirts and nothing more than that, opening the shades to my condo in upper Liberty City.
"'Morning babe!" She said unreservedly, her hair blocking her face for the moment.
I smirked at her, was she ever in low spirits? She pushed her hair out of her face.
"Would you like something to eat?" She asked sitting next to me in my king- sized bed. The minute she sat down the silk sheets rushed to her stomach, sinking her into the covers. It earned a giggle from her lips. I reached for her and cautiously placed her near, but not just, on my lap.
She glanced at me for a moment then smiled and moved herself onto my lap completely. "So would you like something to eat?"
I motioned my hands before me, signaling if she could get out of bed. She laughed. "Alright, alright." Maria tried to get out of bed, only to be pulled in once more.
I placed my hands on either side of her waist and helped her up. "Thanks babe, why don't you follow me?" She asked.
Without saying anything I followed close behind her, as she made her way into my kitchen. I perched myself up top of one of the oak barstools that were in front of the counter in my kitchen as I watched her cook, or start to.
"Do you have any bread?" She asked.
I pointed to the wooden pantry next to her.
"K." She said reaching in and taking a loaf of bread out of the pantry. "Oh and eggs?" Maria turned to me.
I pointed to the large silver refrigerator to her right.
Suddenly she set stuff down behind her on the other counter and walked towards me.
"Do you have a name?" Maria questioned sweetly.
I nodded.
She smiled. "Might I hear it?"
I shook my head back and forth. No.
Maria sighed and finally looked back up at me. "Don't you talk?"
I nodded once more.
She took hold of my hand. "Won't you talk around me?"
I looked away from her intense brown eyes. We weren't to the point where we could trust each other that much yet. In my life, which was filled with pain that most people wouldn't understand; would I tell them, I learned that you couldn't just trust anyone. I had done that with my father, who had in turn, ran out on me at a young age. I trusted, even loved Catalina. Who shot me and left me to die in the gutter. After all of that do you honestly think I will trust anyone else?
She sighed and caressed my cheek with her cold, soft, tiny hand. "Alright handsome." She said. "Now I'm going to cook for you the best breakfast you've ever had." Maria declaimed.
I smiled; there were no hard feelings.
"Have you ever had Hispanic food?" Maria asked me turning around.
I shook my head.
"Well hold on Papi because you're gonna love this." She giggled joyfully, then turned to cook us some food.
For some reason I found myself smiling with her, she was always in such good spirits that it was hard not to be happy around her. She brought to me a type of joy that I hadn't had in my life in a good long time. Not since...I stopped myself from thinking about 'her'. The less I thought about that dead bitch the better.
What I had to think about now was Vercetti who though that he would be big enough to stop me. In case he hadn't heard I had taken down the whole Leone Family Mafia and I would take him down if he opposed me. But then something was stopping me. And that something was standing a few feet in front of me in my shirt singing, while she cooked me breakfast. Her affection towards Mr. Vercetti was something that I don't think I wanted to destroy, even if I could.
"Now eat up babe." She said placing some food before me, it look foreign but delicious. I couldn't help myself but stuff my face with the food she put before me, every bite sending new waves of flavor into my mouth.
"Do you like?" She asked placing her hand on her hip and swaying one to the side.
I nodded with my mouth full of eggs in some type of foreign manner.
"Good, because if you really do want to show Mr. Vercetti you have some heat, you have to be well fed." Maria cooed.
She took a plate and a seat next to me and we ate with conversational silence. Maria would sometimes speak, however I had another thing on my mind, more like what I would do and say once I had Tommy Vercetti face to face with me
Roughly about an hour later, after I had showered and shaved, I found Maria lying out on my sofa watching TV. The moment when I walked into the living room she sat up right and turned off the TV.
I placed a hand before me, hinting that she could stay as she once had been.
"Are you going to see Mr. Vercetti now?" Maria asked me lying back down.
I nodded and put on a coat, not my leather jacket, a simple coat.
"Be careful, he has men all over Vice City and one wrong move well...I don't even want to think what could happen to you." Her face was filled with genuine worry. To ease her worries I pulled my coat back to reveal the colt python that I planned to unload on Vercetti's ass if he fucked around on me.
She smiled slyly. "Oh I know you won't have to use that thing babe." She said coming up to kiss me.
I nodded and coldly hugged her back, trying to get to close to her.
Maria reached for her purse on the coffee table. "I better be off, I'll catch you later." She winked.
I was confused, wasn't she going to stay? Rather than saying anything to her, I grabbed her shoulders and gently sent her back to the sofa.
She smiled up at me. "I-I can stay?"
I nodded.
Maria placed her hands in her lap and played with the material of my shirt for a moment, looking like a child. "Will you be gone long?" She questioned.
The ride over to the airport would take about half an hour if traffic was good, and the plane ride to Vice City would be about two an a half hours or three hours. When I got there and left would be a different story. If Vercetti kept pushing his luck with me it'd be over in 5 minutes at the most, if not, then we would have something to talk about. I didn't know a stright answer, and I wasn't going to lie to her.
I shrug.
She nodded in response. "I see." Maria leaned back on the sofa. "I'll see you when you get back then. I won't mess up your place."
I looked at her, now that I thought about, she might be good company in Vice City. Besides, maybe if she came with me to Vercetti's then things might go different. I took hold of her hand in mines.
"Now what?"
Maria looked pensive for a while. "You want me to come with you?!" Maria squealed happily.
I nodded. She rushed to my arms quickly and pulled back slowly. Maria's smile at the moment was brighter than the 90-degree sun outside. My eyes roamed over her tan body, filled with womanly curves and still very much in my over-sized shirt. Maria's cheeks went a shade of crimson delicacy.
"Maybe I should change into something else." Maria suggested shyly.
I let her go and change. I watched her shake her Latin hips from side to side as she walked down the hall to my room. Then, when it looked as if she was going to open the door, she turned to me and said, "I don't have anything to wear." In the cutest pout she could muster.
I almost laughed. While a normal person might have called out to her, I didn't. Rather, I walked down the hall to my room where she was. I opened my door and showed her to my closet. She only gazed at me with her large coffee eyes as I pulled off of the hanger a pair of pants that I had out- grown years ago. I placed the faded blue jeans in her arms. She could wear the shirt she had on at the moment.
Maria held the pants on to her waist and showed me the fit. It looked to me that her refined feminine body would fit in the old faded jeans I had supplied to her. I nodded allowing her to run into my bathroom. I plopped myself on the silk covers of my bed and waited for her.
A few moments later I heard the knob of the bathroom door wiggle and out came Maria. Had I trusted her enough to use my voice, I would have made a comment. I watched the way my old jeans hung loosely off of her hips. And the way she had popped the first 3 buttons of my shirt, it flaunted her black Bra and the swell of her modest chest. I had finally come to the conclusion that Maria didn't look so bad at all.
That was, of course, until she walked towards me. The pants slipped down off of her hips and down her slender legs showing her tight black leopard thong.
"Maybe it's a little too big."
I nodded. I think it would have been out of the ordinary if the two of us were walking and her pants fell. Not that it would have been a bad thing to see. I finally decided to get up, trying to get her a belt. I knew that there was a belt here somewhere.
Maria placed her hand on her nude hips. "Oh baby, now what?" Moped Maria as I was searching through my smaller dresser by the bed.
"Baby?" Maria asked, sauntering behind me leisurely and wrapping her slim arms around the décolletage of my shirt and neck. Her arms loosened around my neck moments later when I rose to get up off of my knees.
I had finally found the belt that I had originally had in mind, on that had been too small for me since the very start. I took the belt into my hands and squatted before Maria. Her lean body tightened in surprise when my rough hands took the bottom of the pants and slid them up her silky legs. I felt her body shiver in response while my hands slid up her legs and stopped at her hips. At that point, her body stopped trembling.
Once the pants were in place, I slid the black leather belt around her waist, where even my faded blue jeans were accompanied by a sheer aura of elegance. Maria lowered her head to watch my hands at work around her waist. When time came to tighten the belt I had to punch a new hole into it, since her waist was so petite. The leather gave way easily at the forcible force of my hands, then my job was done.
Maria smiled down at me. "Thanks babe." She droned simply and yet even that was seductive about her. Maria pulled her body out of my hands, noting that my hands had stayed there an instant too long.
To test the belt she danced around for a brief second. After, she paused in front of me. "Are we ready to go?" She inquired.
I nodded.
Linking her arm with mine we walked out to the door together, preparing to leave the house. On the way to the door I nosily gathered the keys off of the counter in the kitchen. I took the doorknob into my hands, ready to open it. But I didn't, upon noticing Maria was hesitant.
"We'll be gone a few days, right?" She asked.
As usual, I said nothing and nodded.
"Well Babe, I don't have any clothing." She pointed out remorsefully.
I chuckled; the first true sign of my voice to Maria. I was starting to loosen up around Maria, even if I hated it.
Maria smiled at me, hinting something. "Maybe I could borrow some money." She suggested.
I rose an eyebrow; how much?
She lowered her thumb and index finger on the same hand together, signaling for a small amount of money. I was quite lenient with my money, since I made enough to make a third-world county rich in one day. The protection money alone was enough to do that in a few days time. I pulled out my wallet. There was a happy squeal from Maria when I took out a thick roll of bills. Not too long after, came a loud gasp.
"I-I couldn't ever pay you this back." She stuttered.
I shook my head hinting that I didn't need the money anyways.
Maria cautiously put the money in the pocket of my borrowed pants as if it were a bomb. "I don't think I could ever spend this much." She said, mainly to herself.
I smirked at her then continued to head towards the door.
"You know what babe?" She called to be before following.
I lifted my head up slightly higher than normal, inquiring what.
"You always think of everything." Maria laughed.
And with that we headed downstairs to my Banshee, which I gathered we would be using to drive to Francis International Airport. Within a few hours' time we would be enjoying the heated weather of Vice City.
~*~
Thanks for all of the review, all right I know it's not that many but it's something. R&R, thanks again.
Chapter one
I flinched as hot, fresh, sun light streamed down my face and into my closed brown eyes. Of all the places to land, my eye. Someone up there must be looking down at me in smite. I finally sit up, stretching my arms over my head and shutting my eyes tightly to block out any of the sun light. After yawning for a good minute I opened my eyes to find Maria, in one of my shirts and nothing more than that, opening the shades to my condo in upper Liberty City.
"'Morning babe!" She said unreservedly, her hair blocking her face for the moment.
I smirked at her, was she ever in low spirits? She pushed her hair out of her face.
"Would you like something to eat?" She asked sitting next to me in my king- sized bed. The minute she sat down the silk sheets rushed to her stomach, sinking her into the covers. It earned a giggle from her lips. I reached for her and cautiously placed her near, but not just, on my lap.
She glanced at me for a moment then smiled and moved herself onto my lap completely. "So would you like something to eat?"
I motioned my hands before me, signaling if she could get out of bed. She laughed. "Alright, alright." Maria tried to get out of bed, only to be pulled in once more.
I placed my hands on either side of her waist and helped her up. "Thanks babe, why don't you follow me?" She asked.
Without saying anything I followed close behind her, as she made her way into my kitchen. I perched myself up top of one of the oak barstools that were in front of the counter in my kitchen as I watched her cook, or start to.
"Do you have any bread?" She asked.
I pointed to the wooden pantry next to her.
"K." She said reaching in and taking a loaf of bread out of the pantry. "Oh and eggs?" Maria turned to me.
I pointed to the large silver refrigerator to her right.
Suddenly she set stuff down behind her on the other counter and walked towards me.
"Do you have a name?" Maria questioned sweetly.
I nodded.
She smiled. "Might I hear it?"
I shook my head back and forth. No.
Maria sighed and finally looked back up at me. "Don't you talk?"
I nodded once more.
She took hold of my hand. "Won't you talk around me?"
I looked away from her intense brown eyes. We weren't to the point where we could trust each other that much yet. In my life, which was filled with pain that most people wouldn't understand; would I tell them, I learned that you couldn't just trust anyone. I had done that with my father, who had in turn, ran out on me at a young age. I trusted, even loved Catalina. Who shot me and left me to die in the gutter. After all of that do you honestly think I will trust anyone else?
She sighed and caressed my cheek with her cold, soft, tiny hand. "Alright handsome." She said. "Now I'm going to cook for you the best breakfast you've ever had." Maria declaimed.
I smiled; there were no hard feelings.
"Have you ever had Hispanic food?" Maria asked me turning around.
I shook my head.
"Well hold on Papi because you're gonna love this." She giggled joyfully, then turned to cook us some food.
For some reason I found myself smiling with her, she was always in such good spirits that it was hard not to be happy around her. She brought to me a type of joy that I hadn't had in my life in a good long time. Not since...I stopped myself from thinking about 'her'. The less I thought about that dead bitch the better.
What I had to think about now was Vercetti who though that he would be big enough to stop me. In case he hadn't heard I had taken down the whole Leone Family Mafia and I would take him down if he opposed me. But then something was stopping me. And that something was standing a few feet in front of me in my shirt singing, while she cooked me breakfast. Her affection towards Mr. Vercetti was something that I don't think I wanted to destroy, even if I could.
"Now eat up babe." She said placing some food before me, it look foreign but delicious. I couldn't help myself but stuff my face with the food she put before me, every bite sending new waves of flavor into my mouth.
"Do you like?" She asked placing her hand on her hip and swaying one to the side.
I nodded with my mouth full of eggs in some type of foreign manner.
"Good, because if you really do want to show Mr. Vercetti you have some heat, you have to be well fed." Maria cooed.
She took a plate and a seat next to me and we ate with conversational silence. Maria would sometimes speak, however I had another thing on my mind, more like what I would do and say once I had Tommy Vercetti face to face with me
Roughly about an hour later, after I had showered and shaved, I found Maria lying out on my sofa watching TV. The moment when I walked into the living room she sat up right and turned off the TV.
I placed a hand before me, hinting that she could stay as she once had been.
"Are you going to see Mr. Vercetti now?" Maria asked me lying back down.
I nodded and put on a coat, not my leather jacket, a simple coat.
"Be careful, he has men all over Vice City and one wrong move well...I don't even want to think what could happen to you." Her face was filled with genuine worry. To ease her worries I pulled my coat back to reveal the colt python that I planned to unload on Vercetti's ass if he fucked around on me.
She smiled slyly. "Oh I know you won't have to use that thing babe." She said coming up to kiss me.
I nodded and coldly hugged her back, trying to get to close to her.
Maria reached for her purse on the coffee table. "I better be off, I'll catch you later." She winked.
I was confused, wasn't she going to stay? Rather than saying anything to her, I grabbed her shoulders and gently sent her back to the sofa.
She smiled up at me. "I-I can stay?"
I nodded.
Maria placed her hands in her lap and played with the material of my shirt for a moment, looking like a child. "Will you be gone long?" She questioned.
The ride over to the airport would take about half an hour if traffic was good, and the plane ride to Vice City would be about two an a half hours or three hours. When I got there and left would be a different story. If Vercetti kept pushing his luck with me it'd be over in 5 minutes at the most, if not, then we would have something to talk about. I didn't know a stright answer, and I wasn't going to lie to her.
I shrug.
She nodded in response. "I see." Maria leaned back on the sofa. "I'll see you when you get back then. I won't mess up your place."
I looked at her, now that I thought about, she might be good company in Vice City. Besides, maybe if she came with me to Vercetti's then things might go different. I took hold of her hand in mines.
"Now what?"
Maria looked pensive for a while. "You want me to come with you?!" Maria squealed happily.
I nodded. She rushed to my arms quickly and pulled back slowly. Maria's smile at the moment was brighter than the 90-degree sun outside. My eyes roamed over her tan body, filled with womanly curves and still very much in my over-sized shirt. Maria's cheeks went a shade of crimson delicacy.
"Maybe I should change into something else." Maria suggested shyly.
I let her go and change. I watched her shake her Latin hips from side to side as she walked down the hall to my room. Then, when it looked as if she was going to open the door, she turned to me and said, "I don't have anything to wear." In the cutest pout she could muster.
I almost laughed. While a normal person might have called out to her, I didn't. Rather, I walked down the hall to my room where she was. I opened my door and showed her to my closet. She only gazed at me with her large coffee eyes as I pulled off of the hanger a pair of pants that I had out- grown years ago. I placed the faded blue jeans in her arms. She could wear the shirt she had on at the moment.
Maria held the pants on to her waist and showed me the fit. It looked to me that her refined feminine body would fit in the old faded jeans I had supplied to her. I nodded allowing her to run into my bathroom. I plopped myself on the silk covers of my bed and waited for her.
A few moments later I heard the knob of the bathroom door wiggle and out came Maria. Had I trusted her enough to use my voice, I would have made a comment. I watched the way my old jeans hung loosely off of her hips. And the way she had popped the first 3 buttons of my shirt, it flaunted her black Bra and the swell of her modest chest. I had finally come to the conclusion that Maria didn't look so bad at all.
That was, of course, until she walked towards me. The pants slipped down off of her hips and down her slender legs showing her tight black leopard thong.
"Maybe it's a little too big."
I nodded. I think it would have been out of the ordinary if the two of us were walking and her pants fell. Not that it would have been a bad thing to see. I finally decided to get up, trying to get her a belt. I knew that there was a belt here somewhere.
Maria placed her hand on her nude hips. "Oh baby, now what?" Moped Maria as I was searching through my smaller dresser by the bed.
"Baby?" Maria asked, sauntering behind me leisurely and wrapping her slim arms around the décolletage of my shirt and neck. Her arms loosened around my neck moments later when I rose to get up off of my knees.
I had finally found the belt that I had originally had in mind, on that had been too small for me since the very start. I took the belt into my hands and squatted before Maria. Her lean body tightened in surprise when my rough hands took the bottom of the pants and slid them up her silky legs. I felt her body shiver in response while my hands slid up her legs and stopped at her hips. At that point, her body stopped trembling.
Once the pants were in place, I slid the black leather belt around her waist, where even my faded blue jeans were accompanied by a sheer aura of elegance. Maria lowered her head to watch my hands at work around her waist. When time came to tighten the belt I had to punch a new hole into it, since her waist was so petite. The leather gave way easily at the forcible force of my hands, then my job was done.
Maria smiled down at me. "Thanks babe." She droned simply and yet even that was seductive about her. Maria pulled her body out of my hands, noting that my hands had stayed there an instant too long.
To test the belt she danced around for a brief second. After, she paused in front of me. "Are we ready to go?" She inquired.
I nodded.
Linking her arm with mine we walked out to the door together, preparing to leave the house. On the way to the door I nosily gathered the keys off of the counter in the kitchen. I took the doorknob into my hands, ready to open it. But I didn't, upon noticing Maria was hesitant.
"We'll be gone a few days, right?" She asked.
As usual, I said nothing and nodded.
"Well Babe, I don't have any clothing." She pointed out remorsefully.
I chuckled; the first true sign of my voice to Maria. I was starting to loosen up around Maria, even if I hated it.
Maria smiled at me, hinting something. "Maybe I could borrow some money." She suggested.
I rose an eyebrow; how much?
She lowered her thumb and index finger on the same hand together, signaling for a small amount of money. I was quite lenient with my money, since I made enough to make a third-world county rich in one day. The protection money alone was enough to do that in a few days time. I pulled out my wallet. There was a happy squeal from Maria when I took out a thick roll of bills. Not too long after, came a loud gasp.
"I-I couldn't ever pay you this back." She stuttered.
I shook my head hinting that I didn't need the money anyways.
Maria cautiously put the money in the pocket of my borrowed pants as if it were a bomb. "I don't think I could ever spend this much." She said, mainly to herself.
I smirked at her then continued to head towards the door.
"You know what babe?" She called to be before following.
I lifted my head up slightly higher than normal, inquiring what.
"You always think of everything." Maria laughed.
And with that we headed downstairs to my Banshee, which I gathered we would be using to drive to Francis International Airport. Within a few hours' time we would be enjoying the heated weather of Vice City.
~*~
Thanks for all of the review, all right I know it's not that many but it's something. R&R, thanks again.