Dizzy's Date
A GGX fic by: Shamgi
Chapter 5: Guessing Identities
Disclaimer - Don't own them, won't ever
*Words Here* - Thoughts
* * *- Scene Change
Warning- Dizzy acting like a teenager! Interested in boys! The gamefaqs members are going to kill me for this.
Authors Note- Why the chapter title? Because everyone is likely trying to guess who my mysterious person is. I'll tell you right now, you won't be able to, because in staying true to this story, you will never be able to guess who it is. So there. Also, about Ky being described as a wuss, I think we can all agree that I'm making a fool of most of the characters, and Ky will be no exception. Dizzy might, but that's it. Why Dizzy? She got her name in the title. So there. If there is anything else you want to disagree with, e-mail me. I'll prove to you that you should never argue with the author. Besides, I've made my favorite character, Chipp, look like a drunken fool, I think I'm allowed to rag on the other characters. With that said, on with the fic!
Sol had long noticed he was being followed, but he ignored the person, he'd deal with them later. For now he walked through the mall, exploring the various stores with Dizzy. She had seen little of the world, and she took in everything she could, and Sol was happy to wander with her. He still kept a watchful eye around, enough had happened tonight to warrant his concern. His tail seemed to be content to watch, and Sol was fine to leave him there, he wasn't worried that he would try something. He failed to notice he had another tail, one he should have been worried about.
* * * * *
Sol gentry but firmly guided Dizzy out of the store, intent on getting her home on time. Sol took nothing from nobody, but he would rather not have the entire Jellyfish pirates bearing down on him. Dizzy clearly looked sad, but allowed herself to be guided. Weaving through traffic they approached the exit, but one final store caught Dizzy's attention.
"Sol, what you all those X's mean?" Sol almost tripped over his own feet, how surprised he was.
"Uhhh..."
"Tell me. What do they mean?"
*Dang, think quick! How the hell am I supposed to explain that to her? Damn, I screwed. Wait!*
"You should ask Johnny. He'll know better than I do."
"Ok." Sol was one lucky man, at least in this instance.
"Well, let's go. I need to get you home on time." She nodded, though she still watched the store, and Sol hoped she wouldn't ask again.
Sol's tail had watched the entire event, and snickered, then sighed as Sol diverted the question. They followed him, invisible in the crowds. Finally, they arrived at the start of their trip, Johnny's place. One shadow moved to act, sneaking up on Sol. Dizzy had already gone inside, and Sol turned around.
"Who the hell are you?"
Sol's follower moved out of the shadows, smiling. He was tall, taller than Sol, with a buzz cut of blond hair, and cold, grey eyes. "I'm here by way of a friend. An old one."
Sol's eyes tightened. "You better be gone in three seconds, or they won't even be able to tell you were human."
The stranger laugh, then spoke. "That's a problem, since I'm not human." Blades, about two feet long, grew from the mans hands, right through the palms.
*Gear. High level. I'm guessing a hybrid, like you. You'll need your sword, or release your gear side. Otherwise, we can't hope to beat him.* The scientist in Sol spoke up, helping him identify his enemy.
*My swords not here, and we're in the middle of the town. Not exactly the best spot to go insane.*
*Hey, I'm only giving the facts, not how to win. You're the fighter.*
*Know what. Shut up and let me figure out how to actually walk away from this.*
*Just watch yourself. This guy seems familiar, though I can't place him.*
*Whatever.*
Sol put up his dukes, prepared to fight the armed gear with only his fists. The gear just stared at him like he was crazy, then burst out laughing, almost falling over.
Most people would have been stunned by this, but Sol took the opening, running up, grabbing the gear, planting his knee into the gears chest several times, then lobbing him over his shoulder, martial arts style. The gear landed in a pile of garbage, coughing and trying to hold his chest without cutting himself open.
*Knew that defense training I took would come in handy.*
*Look, I feel insane enough talking to myself, I'd rather it not be the end of my life.*
*Just making conversation.*
The gear stood up, no longer merry, Sol had just ripped his ego to shreds. Anger glinted in his eyes, and his blades grew darker, being a part of him seemed to make them vulnerable to his emotions. He held them forward, making it impossible to Sol to pull the same attack. Sol didn't plan on it anyway.
Running forward, Sol jumped over the slice of the blades, landing right in front of the gear. Grabbing his neck with one hand, Sol held him right into the air, then punched him in the chest as hard as he could, sending him flying again.
This time, he went through brick wall, sending up a cloud of smoke. The gear stood, choking on the dust, clearly furious in being pounded on so bad.
*You seem to have made him a little mad. He's not going to keep making the mistake of thinking you can't fight without your sword.*
*What did I just say?*
*Fine. I'll be quiet.*
The gear didn't wait this time, charging forward with the intent of impaling Sol. Sol jumped, but not fast enough as the sound of steel entering flesh caused his every muscle to constrict.
* * * * *
Testament and Johnny sat at the table, drinking coffee, neither uttering a sound. The silence was a strained one, and several times Testament stood up, only to have Johnny push him back down.
"She should be home by now!"
"They've still got twenty minutes! Calm down!"
Ten minutes later, the sound of a door opening and closing caused both Testament and Johnny to jump up and head to the living room, where Dizzy was taking her shoes off. Signing, she finally let Necro and Undine out, and both of them reacted in the normal way, Undine talking to Dizzy, and Necro glaring at the nearing living being, which happened to be Testament. This alone prevented him from running up and checking to see if she was hurt, again being an overprotective nuisance.
"Are you ok? Are you hurt?"
"I was on a damn date, not in a fight." Dizzy's eyes softened. "It was great. He was a perfect gentlemen."
The sound of a fight came from outside, causing all of them to look up out the window. A body flew by the window, and the sound of collision came. Sol Badguy walked past the window after the body he had thrown, enraging Testament instantly.
"That damned bounty hunter is attacking your date! I'll kill him." He rushed for the door, but Dizzy stopped him.
"What are you doing? He's here to kill you!"
"Sol was my date." The effect was instant. Testament went from enraged to almost inert, surprise sapping his strength. After several seconds and attempts at forming words, Testament could only utter one word.
"Oh."
"Let's go see why Sol seems to have attacked whoever that is, then." Johnny went outside, Dizzy, and a still very surprised Testament, following. Sol stood alone, over the body of the person, who had blades growing out of his arms. This was not his only inhuman feature. His skin, in good light, looked dead, almost rotting on his body, as if his body were falling apart as he lived. He bled from several large cuts in his chest, but his blood was a darker red, almost black. Sol looked up at them, then told them all they needed to know.
"Gear. Here to kill me."
Testament looked down at the gear. "This isn't a normal gear. It's like me, human converted. That's why it's so human like. And why it wasn't hunted down after the gear wars."
The gear shifted, showing life. It coughed, looked up at Sol.
"She won't be happy about this. She'll kill you for it."
Sol glared down at the gear. "I could care less. She can come all she wants."
The gear laughed, then looked over at Dizzy. "Command level gear. No wonder why she wants you dead. I've liked to meet you under better conditions."
Finally, he looked at Testament. "Hello, sir. Reporting in one last time."
Testaments eyes widened. "Geami?"
"Sir." The gear fell limp, dead. A smiled still rested on his face.
Sol looked over at Testament. "You know him?"
"He was part of the small gear army I led during the war. He was strong, almost as strong as I was. I don't know how you managed to beat him without your sword."
"That will be my little secret." Sol turned to walk away, but Johnny's voice stopped him.
"Want some coffee? Just for a minute."
Sol looked torn. "Fine."
The group went inside, not noticing the shadow standing overhead. The shadow briefly recalled the last several minutes. The gears's lunge for Sol. Sol attempt to dodge. His own lunge, impaling the gear on his spear. Locking eyes with Sol, and quickly jumping back up to the roof.
Flipping a blond ponytail over his shoulder, the figure's blue eyes stared into the sky.
"You owe me for this. Big time." And he was gone.
End Chapter 5
*Authors Note - Don't even ask who that was. I won't tell. One more chapter. That's it.
A GGX fic by: Shamgi
Chapter 5: Guessing Identities
Disclaimer - Don't own them, won't ever
*Words Here* - Thoughts
* * *- Scene Change
Warning- Dizzy acting like a teenager! Interested in boys! The gamefaqs members are going to kill me for this.
Authors Note- Why the chapter title? Because everyone is likely trying to guess who my mysterious person is. I'll tell you right now, you won't be able to, because in staying true to this story, you will never be able to guess who it is. So there. Also, about Ky being described as a wuss, I think we can all agree that I'm making a fool of most of the characters, and Ky will be no exception. Dizzy might, but that's it. Why Dizzy? She got her name in the title. So there. If there is anything else you want to disagree with, e-mail me. I'll prove to you that you should never argue with the author. Besides, I've made my favorite character, Chipp, look like a drunken fool, I think I'm allowed to rag on the other characters. With that said, on with the fic!
Sol had long noticed he was being followed, but he ignored the person, he'd deal with them later. For now he walked through the mall, exploring the various stores with Dizzy. She had seen little of the world, and she took in everything she could, and Sol was happy to wander with her. He still kept a watchful eye around, enough had happened tonight to warrant his concern. His tail seemed to be content to watch, and Sol was fine to leave him there, he wasn't worried that he would try something. He failed to notice he had another tail, one he should have been worried about.
* * * * *
Sol gentry but firmly guided Dizzy out of the store, intent on getting her home on time. Sol took nothing from nobody, but he would rather not have the entire Jellyfish pirates bearing down on him. Dizzy clearly looked sad, but allowed herself to be guided. Weaving through traffic they approached the exit, but one final store caught Dizzy's attention.
"Sol, what you all those X's mean?" Sol almost tripped over his own feet, how surprised he was.
"Uhhh..."
"Tell me. What do they mean?"
*Dang, think quick! How the hell am I supposed to explain that to her? Damn, I screwed. Wait!*
"You should ask Johnny. He'll know better than I do."
"Ok." Sol was one lucky man, at least in this instance.
"Well, let's go. I need to get you home on time." She nodded, though she still watched the store, and Sol hoped she wouldn't ask again.
Sol's tail had watched the entire event, and snickered, then sighed as Sol diverted the question. They followed him, invisible in the crowds. Finally, they arrived at the start of their trip, Johnny's place. One shadow moved to act, sneaking up on Sol. Dizzy had already gone inside, and Sol turned around.
"Who the hell are you?"
Sol's follower moved out of the shadows, smiling. He was tall, taller than Sol, with a buzz cut of blond hair, and cold, grey eyes. "I'm here by way of a friend. An old one."
Sol's eyes tightened. "You better be gone in three seconds, or they won't even be able to tell you were human."
The stranger laugh, then spoke. "That's a problem, since I'm not human." Blades, about two feet long, grew from the mans hands, right through the palms.
*Gear. High level. I'm guessing a hybrid, like you. You'll need your sword, or release your gear side. Otherwise, we can't hope to beat him.* The scientist in Sol spoke up, helping him identify his enemy.
*My swords not here, and we're in the middle of the town. Not exactly the best spot to go insane.*
*Hey, I'm only giving the facts, not how to win. You're the fighter.*
*Know what. Shut up and let me figure out how to actually walk away from this.*
*Just watch yourself. This guy seems familiar, though I can't place him.*
*Whatever.*
Sol put up his dukes, prepared to fight the armed gear with only his fists. The gear just stared at him like he was crazy, then burst out laughing, almost falling over.
Most people would have been stunned by this, but Sol took the opening, running up, grabbing the gear, planting his knee into the gears chest several times, then lobbing him over his shoulder, martial arts style. The gear landed in a pile of garbage, coughing and trying to hold his chest without cutting himself open.
*Knew that defense training I took would come in handy.*
*Look, I feel insane enough talking to myself, I'd rather it not be the end of my life.*
*Just making conversation.*
The gear stood up, no longer merry, Sol had just ripped his ego to shreds. Anger glinted in his eyes, and his blades grew darker, being a part of him seemed to make them vulnerable to his emotions. He held them forward, making it impossible to Sol to pull the same attack. Sol didn't plan on it anyway.
Running forward, Sol jumped over the slice of the blades, landing right in front of the gear. Grabbing his neck with one hand, Sol held him right into the air, then punched him in the chest as hard as he could, sending him flying again.
This time, he went through brick wall, sending up a cloud of smoke. The gear stood, choking on the dust, clearly furious in being pounded on so bad.
*You seem to have made him a little mad. He's not going to keep making the mistake of thinking you can't fight without your sword.*
*What did I just say?*
*Fine. I'll be quiet.*
The gear didn't wait this time, charging forward with the intent of impaling Sol. Sol jumped, but not fast enough as the sound of steel entering flesh caused his every muscle to constrict.
* * * * *
Testament and Johnny sat at the table, drinking coffee, neither uttering a sound. The silence was a strained one, and several times Testament stood up, only to have Johnny push him back down.
"She should be home by now!"
"They've still got twenty minutes! Calm down!"
Ten minutes later, the sound of a door opening and closing caused both Testament and Johnny to jump up and head to the living room, where Dizzy was taking her shoes off. Signing, she finally let Necro and Undine out, and both of them reacted in the normal way, Undine talking to Dizzy, and Necro glaring at the nearing living being, which happened to be Testament. This alone prevented him from running up and checking to see if she was hurt, again being an overprotective nuisance.
"Are you ok? Are you hurt?"
"I was on a damn date, not in a fight." Dizzy's eyes softened. "It was great. He was a perfect gentlemen."
The sound of a fight came from outside, causing all of them to look up out the window. A body flew by the window, and the sound of collision came. Sol Badguy walked past the window after the body he had thrown, enraging Testament instantly.
"That damned bounty hunter is attacking your date! I'll kill him." He rushed for the door, but Dizzy stopped him.
"What are you doing? He's here to kill you!"
"Sol was my date." The effect was instant. Testament went from enraged to almost inert, surprise sapping his strength. After several seconds and attempts at forming words, Testament could only utter one word.
"Oh."
"Let's go see why Sol seems to have attacked whoever that is, then." Johnny went outside, Dizzy, and a still very surprised Testament, following. Sol stood alone, over the body of the person, who had blades growing out of his arms. This was not his only inhuman feature. His skin, in good light, looked dead, almost rotting on his body, as if his body were falling apart as he lived. He bled from several large cuts in his chest, but his blood was a darker red, almost black. Sol looked up at them, then told them all they needed to know.
"Gear. Here to kill me."
Testament looked down at the gear. "This isn't a normal gear. It's like me, human converted. That's why it's so human like. And why it wasn't hunted down after the gear wars."
The gear shifted, showing life. It coughed, looked up at Sol.
"She won't be happy about this. She'll kill you for it."
Sol glared down at the gear. "I could care less. She can come all she wants."
The gear laughed, then looked over at Dizzy. "Command level gear. No wonder why she wants you dead. I've liked to meet you under better conditions."
Finally, he looked at Testament. "Hello, sir. Reporting in one last time."
Testaments eyes widened. "Geami?"
"Sir." The gear fell limp, dead. A smiled still rested on his face.
Sol looked over at Testament. "You know him?"
"He was part of the small gear army I led during the war. He was strong, almost as strong as I was. I don't know how you managed to beat him without your sword."
"That will be my little secret." Sol turned to walk away, but Johnny's voice stopped him.
"Want some coffee? Just for a minute."
Sol looked torn. "Fine."
The group went inside, not noticing the shadow standing overhead. The shadow briefly recalled the last several minutes. The gears's lunge for Sol. Sol attempt to dodge. His own lunge, impaling the gear on his spear. Locking eyes with Sol, and quickly jumping back up to the roof.
Flipping a blond ponytail over his shoulder, the figure's blue eyes stared into the sky.
"You owe me for this. Big time." And he was gone.
End Chapter 5
*Authors Note - Don't even ask who that was. I won't tell. One more chapter. That's it.