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Disclaimer: YOU'D BE AMAZED AT HOW MUCH OF GWING I DON'T OWN! (hint: none)
It didn't take long for Duo to realize she wasn't a novice around a toolbox. She understood, to his surprise, everything he explained to her. She was…nice. Not like the other bitches that pretended to know-it-all or the snobs who didn't know anything and pretended to be disinterested. They paced around the large work area for a while together, talking about nothing, Duo's best topic of conversation.
"So you…worked around garages before?"
"Actually my…" she twinged, "my… friend… owns one. I visited it alot you could say."
Duo blinked. "Friend or…more than that?"
"Well, he's my boyfriend…"
::Shit. Why the hell are the decent ones always taken in some way?!:: He sighed in spite of himself and proceeded in running his hands through his thick bangs. Oh well, tactic #2.
"Really? I'd like ta meet the guy sometime!" ::so I can tare his balls out.::
"NO!" Ayame shoot out, her whole body tense and shaking for those few seconds. The sharp tone reverberated through the enclosure.
"O-okay then…" Duo's looked like a deer in headlights.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I didn't mean to yell at you like that."
"Nah it's cool. Happens all the time." 'The grin' crossed his face, bringing the nervous brunette back to her senses. Her hazel eyes smiled, lighting the green flecks.
"Ah shit. I didn't even realize! It's practically 6 o'clock."
"R-really?" ::Why the hell does she always sound like she's scared shitless?::
"Yeah and I'm hungry as hell! Wanna join me in a refined cuisine of pizza and soda and maybe a few beers?"
Ayame's voice quieted. "I shouldn't…"
"YOU DON'T HAVE A CHOICE! As your boss, it's an order." In a grand show of pompousness, Duo folded his arms and stuck his nose in the air. A smirk to accessorize. God he was loving the abuse of power.
"But it's after hours." She replied in an arrogant tone, smiling back at him.
::THAT'S BETTER! I like 'em feisty.::
"I insist. I always need someone to help me home when I'm trashed!"
"WOW how could I stand up THAT offer!" Sarcasm oozed from her mouth. "Hold on I just need to go get my bag." Ayame parted from him walking to Hilde's office door. The mechanic slouched and tilted his head, watching her movements and found something weird about them. She walked with a limp, like a hurt animal trying to drag itself along. It was almost painful to watch her but she seemed so nonchalant about it. He wouldn't mention anything of it.
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"So where're we going?"
"I think Nero's pizzeria will be good. 'Sright around the corner…" his voice faded off.
The night was cool and clean. Chilled enough to see your breath. It was nice for a walk under the street lamps. They acted like little suns, lighting the walkway beside the little, dim convenient stores. Duo had a tendency to space out at times like these. The stars were so beautiful, just being among them like this drove you to silence, even the loud-mouthed shinigami. These were the times in his life he was lost for words.
"Do you live around here…?" Ayame shatter the silence with a whisper.
"Guess you could say that. I share a house with a few friends, and I use the word lightly." He smiled back at her. ::Aya-chan is a sweetie. I kinda feel like an ass around her! I'm such a loud mouth sometimes. Hope I don't scare her or somethin'…::
"Must be nice…" ::Nice to share a house?! With those guys?! I can't blame her though, she hasn't met them.::
"Yeah right." He shook his head softly, returning his gaze up to the dotted sky.
"It's really nice of you to go outta your way to take me to eat."
"No problem at all! You kiddin' me?"
Ayame bumped up closer to him as she walked. She looked a little cold, and the fact she didn't even have a coat didn't help any. She looked nice though. Wasn't too thin or pudgy. A delightfully, curvy in-between. Duo matched her in height but the scary part was it looked like she could take him down in seconds if he was ill prepared. There's something about a woman who can fight back that turned him on. He'd like the challenge of taking her down and…
::NO MORE DIRTY THOUGHTS! . I'll save them for my bedroom.::
Gently, he slid an arm around her and bought her closer to him. In turn, Ayame gently rested her head on his shoulder comfortably.
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