Stupid, Insensitive Isaac! That's what your all thinking right? Well it was
like he was drunk or something, (maybe) so he doesn't know what he's
saying.
CHAPTER 4
Ivan awoke, his surroundings were dimmed, but he could feel many blankets layered upon him, as well as a blinding headache. Ugh, not the most pleasant wake-up, I'll admit.
When his sight came to him, he found himself looking up at one of the numerous lamps that existed only on the lower holds of the ship. He tried to move, but he felt none of the trudging strength that he usually did. He felt almost pinned to the lumpy cot. That's it, I must still be frozen.
He waited for confirmation from his uncertain conciseness, yet no reply came. He thought that he would at least feel anger towards his entrapper, Mia, yet he felt no anger either. He felt, empty and alone. He then heard some chatter. First came an amazed masculine voice; "So you put the noodles into the water, AFTER it's boiling? Huh, go figure!" He was then answered by another, feminine voice.
"Oh c'mon now, cooking isn't that hard is it? It's NOODLES! How hard can they be to learn?"
"If there's one skill I think I'll never learn, it's gonna be cooking!" said the first.
"So do you plan to live with your mother and let her cook?" joked the second.
"Beat's finding somewhere else to live!" Said the first followed by laughter on both parties. A long silence protruded after the laughter of the two died down. Then the second voice spoke up again, in a cautious tone.
"Listen Isaac, there's something I've been meaning to ask you."
"Well ask away, Mia." Said Isaac in a more upbeat tone. A long silence once again as Mia tried to pick out the words. "You said something, on the deck, after we had both 'released."
"Umm.care to refresh me?"
"Y'know, after I said how pretty the sunset was."
"Umm." another long silence
"You don't remember, do you?" Said Mia slightly annoyed.
"Actually." But after deducting whom the voices belonged to, (and what was going on here) Ivan decided to pull Isaac out of his little bonfire; "Hey, is anyone there?" he called out before him. With this there was a lot of clamoring of feet as Isaac called out "Ivan your awake!!!"
As Ivan looked up, he saw his blonde haired friend rushing over to him, a bowl of soup in his hands. "How ya doin' buddy?"
"Uggh, feelin' kinda woozy."
"Bet your feelin kinda weak too," He said dashing to his bedside, "This'll help," He said, giving the warm soup to his ill-fated friend.
"How'd ya know?"
"Call it a hunch."
"Riiiiiiiiiiigt." He said as he inhaled the soup. After he was done smacking his lips, Isaac explained why everyone was acting the so odd.
"That explains why I got off so quick at Garret," he said, guilt creeping across his face at his own mention of the subject. "How is he? I didn't ki."
"Not quite, you managed to light-up his arm, but no serious damage!"
"Arrrrrrggghhhhhhh!" a wail came from the next room over. Apparently Garret had awoken and was now feeling the excruciating pain from his shined plasmaed arm.
"Uhhhh.." Droned Isaac.
"Your sure I didn't kill him?" Ivan asked. He was answered by;
"I CAN'T FEEL MY ARM!!!"
"Ok," Isaac quipped, "maybe his arm, but I'm sure he's in no extreme agony."
"I'M IN EXTREME AGONY HERE!!!"
"MIA," Isaac yelled, "GO SHUT HIM UP!"
"Yes sir!"
"So." said Ivan, letting his eye's wander. ".How thing's with you and Mia goin?"
"Oh, well I'm not completely sure of what she thinks of." Then he realized what he was saying. "Huh?" questioned Isaac, obviously trying to cover up his mistake. "What the heck are you talking ab."
"Oh drop the charade!" snapped Ivan, "I'm a fricken mind reader for gods sakes!"
"Oh." said Isaac, his gaze dropping. "Your quick. and good."
"Naaaa, I was just guessing' Thanks anyway!" he said with a laugh. Immediately, Isaac brought his hands to Ivan's neck and then muttered in a heavy Spanish accent
"You tell anyone, I kill you!"
"Okay, calm down there!" Isaac released his psychicly-endowed friend from his death grasp. His mind quickly wandered to his other friend Garret.
"You don't think." Isaac began, trailing-off slightly, ".that Garret, y'know."
"Don't worry about him, he's got his sights set on that Jenna character."
"No joke! I always thought that he might.oh well, what about you?"
"Well it's not Mia, I can tell you that much."
"Oh, well that's good."
"She's much older than me."
"2 years ain't that much, little dude."
"Naa I prefer someone else at my own age." He said, looking dreamily at the dim ceiling, ". and I find blonde's a tad more attractive, Blue hair's kinda odd."
"I personally like it. Um, your little crush wouldn't happen to involve your "twin" Sheba would it?" Isaac quipped, a mischievous grin on his face."
"What the hell? We've got no relation whatsoever!"
"Yeah, just like that woman near the mountain pass, dude, I think she's your mom. But honestly, you and Sheba look so much alike. And you wear the same style of clothing, and you can't skip the fact that she's psychic just like you, and short too!" As Isaac ticked off the reasons, Ivan muttered something about "separated at birth."
"Come again?" "Nothing. But you like Mia, good for you." "Guess I have for quite awhile now." Isaac said, his eyes plastered to the ceiling. "Do you think that she feels the same."? "I could mind read, but then where would be the fun of you getting all nervous and blushing while asking Mia simple questions." "You know I'm braver than that." "Friend of mine said that once, got within 2 feet of his target and BAM! Redder than Garret's hair! Can't recall his name off-hand, too bad." "I'll take your word for it!" Isaac said as he began to leave Ivan's bedside. "Best of luck to you!" Ivan said as he lay down into bed. "Hope I don't need it."
AUTHORS NOTE: Ok, serious issue here: Considering that this fic is not technically finished (u can thank the genes for my lazy-ness) And as a possible way to boost my reviews, I'm gonna let u, the people, choose how the story ends. While there are still a few chapters left, This story can either A) End with a Lemon, or B) End without a Lemon. I've noticed there are very few, if any, golden sun lemons. If I did this of course, I'd have to jack the rating up to R, small loss. Still some might find it degrading or something. Go ahead and vote in the reviews! And, of course, Thanks for reading! I'll get the next chapters up soon.
Ivan awoke, his surroundings were dimmed, but he could feel many blankets layered upon him, as well as a blinding headache. Ugh, not the most pleasant wake-up, I'll admit.
When his sight came to him, he found himself looking up at one of the numerous lamps that existed only on the lower holds of the ship. He tried to move, but he felt none of the trudging strength that he usually did. He felt almost pinned to the lumpy cot. That's it, I must still be frozen.
He waited for confirmation from his uncertain conciseness, yet no reply came. He thought that he would at least feel anger towards his entrapper, Mia, yet he felt no anger either. He felt, empty and alone. He then heard some chatter. First came an amazed masculine voice; "So you put the noodles into the water, AFTER it's boiling? Huh, go figure!" He was then answered by another, feminine voice.
"Oh c'mon now, cooking isn't that hard is it? It's NOODLES! How hard can they be to learn?"
"If there's one skill I think I'll never learn, it's gonna be cooking!" said the first.
"So do you plan to live with your mother and let her cook?" joked the second.
"Beat's finding somewhere else to live!" Said the first followed by laughter on both parties. A long silence protruded after the laughter of the two died down. Then the second voice spoke up again, in a cautious tone.
"Listen Isaac, there's something I've been meaning to ask you."
"Well ask away, Mia." Said Isaac in a more upbeat tone. A long silence once again as Mia tried to pick out the words. "You said something, on the deck, after we had both 'released."
"Umm.care to refresh me?"
"Y'know, after I said how pretty the sunset was."
"Umm." another long silence
"You don't remember, do you?" Said Mia slightly annoyed.
"Actually." But after deducting whom the voices belonged to, (and what was going on here) Ivan decided to pull Isaac out of his little bonfire; "Hey, is anyone there?" he called out before him. With this there was a lot of clamoring of feet as Isaac called out "Ivan your awake!!!"
As Ivan looked up, he saw his blonde haired friend rushing over to him, a bowl of soup in his hands. "How ya doin' buddy?"
"Uggh, feelin' kinda woozy."
"Bet your feelin kinda weak too," He said dashing to his bedside, "This'll help," He said, giving the warm soup to his ill-fated friend.
"How'd ya know?"
"Call it a hunch."
"Riiiiiiiiiiigt." He said as he inhaled the soup. After he was done smacking his lips, Isaac explained why everyone was acting the so odd.
"That explains why I got off so quick at Garret," he said, guilt creeping across his face at his own mention of the subject. "How is he? I didn't ki."
"Not quite, you managed to light-up his arm, but no serious damage!"
"Arrrrrrggghhhhhhh!" a wail came from the next room over. Apparently Garret had awoken and was now feeling the excruciating pain from his shined plasmaed arm.
"Uhhhh.." Droned Isaac.
"Your sure I didn't kill him?" Ivan asked. He was answered by;
"I CAN'T FEEL MY ARM!!!"
"Ok," Isaac quipped, "maybe his arm, but I'm sure he's in no extreme agony."
"I'M IN EXTREME AGONY HERE!!!"
"MIA," Isaac yelled, "GO SHUT HIM UP!"
"Yes sir!"
"So." said Ivan, letting his eye's wander. ".How thing's with you and Mia goin?"
"Oh, well I'm not completely sure of what she thinks of." Then he realized what he was saying. "Huh?" questioned Isaac, obviously trying to cover up his mistake. "What the heck are you talking ab."
"Oh drop the charade!" snapped Ivan, "I'm a fricken mind reader for gods sakes!"
"Oh." said Isaac, his gaze dropping. "Your quick. and good."
"Naaaa, I was just guessing' Thanks anyway!" he said with a laugh. Immediately, Isaac brought his hands to Ivan's neck and then muttered in a heavy Spanish accent
"You tell anyone, I kill you!"
"Okay, calm down there!" Isaac released his psychicly-endowed friend from his death grasp. His mind quickly wandered to his other friend Garret.
"You don't think." Isaac began, trailing-off slightly, ".that Garret, y'know."
"Don't worry about him, he's got his sights set on that Jenna character."
"No joke! I always thought that he might.oh well, what about you?"
"Well it's not Mia, I can tell you that much."
"Oh, well that's good."
"She's much older than me."
"2 years ain't that much, little dude."
"Naa I prefer someone else at my own age." He said, looking dreamily at the dim ceiling, ". and I find blonde's a tad more attractive, Blue hair's kinda odd."
"I personally like it. Um, your little crush wouldn't happen to involve your "twin" Sheba would it?" Isaac quipped, a mischievous grin on his face."
"What the hell? We've got no relation whatsoever!"
"Yeah, just like that woman near the mountain pass, dude, I think she's your mom. But honestly, you and Sheba look so much alike. And you wear the same style of clothing, and you can't skip the fact that she's psychic just like you, and short too!" As Isaac ticked off the reasons, Ivan muttered something about "separated at birth."
"Come again?" "Nothing. But you like Mia, good for you." "Guess I have for quite awhile now." Isaac said, his eyes plastered to the ceiling. "Do you think that she feels the same."? "I could mind read, but then where would be the fun of you getting all nervous and blushing while asking Mia simple questions." "You know I'm braver than that." "Friend of mine said that once, got within 2 feet of his target and BAM! Redder than Garret's hair! Can't recall his name off-hand, too bad." "I'll take your word for it!" Isaac said as he began to leave Ivan's bedside. "Best of luck to you!" Ivan said as he lay down into bed. "Hope I don't need it."
AUTHORS NOTE: Ok, serious issue here: Considering that this fic is not technically finished (u can thank the genes for my lazy-ness) And as a possible way to boost my reviews, I'm gonna let u, the people, choose how the story ends. While there are still a few chapters left, This story can either A) End with a Lemon, or B) End without a Lemon. I've noticed there are very few, if any, golden sun lemons. If I did this of course, I'd have to jack the rating up to R, small loss. Still some might find it degrading or something. Go ahead and vote in the reviews! And, of course, Thanks for reading! I'll get the next chapters up soon.
