"How much longer before we can climb on this damn flight?" Jerome muttered
irritably as he uncrossed his legs and arms for what had to be the third
time in two minutes.
"If you don't quit saying that," Shiro growled, "we'll NEVER get on."
"Then how are you going to get to your lover?" Duo teased.
"DUO!" Shiro blushed. "Don't SAY THAT! You're embarrassing me and people might hear you!"
Jerome laughed and rolled his eyes. "They're noticing you more than us." Shiro looked around and noted that Jerome was right. More people had noticed his scene rather than Duo or Jerome's.
"Well fine," he muttered, "but being impatient isn't going to make the plane land any faster."
"Stop trying to be so calm and act like you're not anxious for the plane to be ready!" Daemon spoke up.
"At least I'M being calm about it!" Shiro retorted.
"Stop arguing you two," Alex interrupted.
Sighing irritably, Shiro replied, "Just why did you two have to come for? I mean, it's not like we couldn't handle this."
"It's YOUR fault we have to do this anyway," Daemon retorted.
"Is NOT! If your precious WUFEI hadn't have opened his big mouth Shinna would never have run away and then we wouldn't have to chase them all in the first place!"
"It doesn't matter whose fault it is!" Alex interrupted loudly. Both boys went silent. "That's better. What matters is that we can't seem to find them with our communications line and they have been seen in Ankara, Turkey. We should work on working together to get all three of them back safely and as quickly as possible before Shiro's dad finds them."
"And that's another thing! Shiro led his dad right to our friends!"
"If you don't shut that hole in your mouth and stop trying to pick a fight," Jerome interjected, "I'll do it for you. And I don't think you'll like a gun in your mouth."
"You can't tell me what to do!" Daemon shot back, "you're not my father!"
"You want to go back, Kid?" Daemon didn't reply. "Didn't think so. Look, I'm concerned for them too. I can't believe Trio and Trey even agreed to such a thing! But we've got to be that we know where they are."
"FLIGHT 1900 FOR ANKARA, TURKEY GO TO DOCK PORT 6. THE PLANE WILL LEAVE IN A ½ HOUR."
"'Bout damn time," Jerome claimed, jumping up and grabbing his bags.
"Do you ALWAYS have to swear, Jerome?" Alex asked.
"Where my daughter is concerned, yes." Daemon started to open his mouth and Jerome could tell he was going to say something along the lines of 'She's not your daughter' so he beat him to it. "I don't care if she's not biologically my daughter. My wife died saving her from those freaks and I raised her so I've got just as much of a legitimate reason to call her my daughter as Duo."
"Actually," Daemon said, "I was going to say watch out for that cute girl."
"Wha?" Jerome asked, and he bumped into a small teenage girl who had been having difficulties holding her stuff and trying to put her luggage on the turnstile.
She had blonde hair and was wearing a plain gray shirt and jeans with white tennis shoes. The girl's already slipping bags scattered all over the ground.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Jerome exclaimed as he sat his bags down to help the girl.
"I'm fine!" The girl snapped as she pulled her bags close to her. "Don't worry about it!"
"Jerome, you're horrible," Daemon chuckled. "May I be of assistance?" he asked the small teenager.
The girl looked up at Daemon with a smile. "Why of course, if it's not too much trouble." Jerome gawked at the two teens.
"Not at all," Daemon smiled, sitting his bags down on the turnstile and lifted her seemingly light bags. "Sorry about my companion, he's a little slow sometimes."
"Surely," the girl replied with a venomous glare. Turning her sweet gaze back on Daemon she said, "My name is Amy Sanders. What's yours?"
"Daemon," the Wing Zero G-Alloid replied.
"You don't got a last name?" Amy teased.
"Um.." Daemon blushed, "Uh.well.Zero."
"Zero? Your last name is Zero?" Daemon's eyes wandered a little farther down than he meant to go, and Amy laughed. Daemon blushed even more.
"Daemon Zero is my name," Daemon finally sputtered out.
"Well, Daemon ZERO, are you heading to Ankara as well?"
"Yea, we've gotta go pick up a couple friends."
"WE?" She asked with her eyebrows raised.
"My friend Jerome here, Duo, Shiro, and Alex."
"That's a lot of people for going to pick up a few friends," Amy said suspiciously.
"We're making this into a vacation I think," Daemon shrugged.
"I'm going to visit family in England and have to pass through Turkey first."
"I hope you have fun in England," Daemon replied. "I've never been to Europe."
"Neither have I, but Mom and Dad are having personal problems so they're sending me away for a few weeks to see if they can work them out."
"That's great. I mean, that they're trying to work it out."
Amy shrugged her indifference. "I guess."
"Stop socializing and get on the plane!" Shiro shouted in Daemon's ear.
"You IDIOT!" Daemon shouted back. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"Fine," Shiro spat, "but don't blame us if you sit by yourself! You're not allowed to save seats!" Shiro spat as he left in a huff.
"If you don't quit saying that," Shiro growled, "we'll NEVER get on."
"Then how are you going to get to your lover?" Duo teased.
"DUO!" Shiro blushed. "Don't SAY THAT! You're embarrassing me and people might hear you!"
Jerome laughed and rolled his eyes. "They're noticing you more than us." Shiro looked around and noted that Jerome was right. More people had noticed his scene rather than Duo or Jerome's.
"Well fine," he muttered, "but being impatient isn't going to make the plane land any faster."
"Stop trying to be so calm and act like you're not anxious for the plane to be ready!" Daemon spoke up.
"At least I'M being calm about it!" Shiro retorted.
"Stop arguing you two," Alex interrupted.
Sighing irritably, Shiro replied, "Just why did you two have to come for? I mean, it's not like we couldn't handle this."
"It's YOUR fault we have to do this anyway," Daemon retorted.
"Is NOT! If your precious WUFEI hadn't have opened his big mouth Shinna would never have run away and then we wouldn't have to chase them all in the first place!"
"It doesn't matter whose fault it is!" Alex interrupted loudly. Both boys went silent. "That's better. What matters is that we can't seem to find them with our communications line and they have been seen in Ankara, Turkey. We should work on working together to get all three of them back safely and as quickly as possible before Shiro's dad finds them."
"And that's another thing! Shiro led his dad right to our friends!"
"If you don't shut that hole in your mouth and stop trying to pick a fight," Jerome interjected, "I'll do it for you. And I don't think you'll like a gun in your mouth."
"You can't tell me what to do!" Daemon shot back, "you're not my father!"
"You want to go back, Kid?" Daemon didn't reply. "Didn't think so. Look, I'm concerned for them too. I can't believe Trio and Trey even agreed to such a thing! But we've got to be that we know where they are."
"FLIGHT 1900 FOR ANKARA, TURKEY GO TO DOCK PORT 6. THE PLANE WILL LEAVE IN A ½ HOUR."
"'Bout damn time," Jerome claimed, jumping up and grabbing his bags.
"Do you ALWAYS have to swear, Jerome?" Alex asked.
"Where my daughter is concerned, yes." Daemon started to open his mouth and Jerome could tell he was going to say something along the lines of 'She's not your daughter' so he beat him to it. "I don't care if she's not biologically my daughter. My wife died saving her from those freaks and I raised her so I've got just as much of a legitimate reason to call her my daughter as Duo."
"Actually," Daemon said, "I was going to say watch out for that cute girl."
"Wha?" Jerome asked, and he bumped into a small teenage girl who had been having difficulties holding her stuff and trying to put her luggage on the turnstile.
She had blonde hair and was wearing a plain gray shirt and jeans with white tennis shoes. The girl's already slipping bags scattered all over the ground.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Jerome exclaimed as he sat his bags down to help the girl.
"I'm fine!" The girl snapped as she pulled her bags close to her. "Don't worry about it!"
"Jerome, you're horrible," Daemon chuckled. "May I be of assistance?" he asked the small teenager.
The girl looked up at Daemon with a smile. "Why of course, if it's not too much trouble." Jerome gawked at the two teens.
"Not at all," Daemon smiled, sitting his bags down on the turnstile and lifted her seemingly light bags. "Sorry about my companion, he's a little slow sometimes."
"Surely," the girl replied with a venomous glare. Turning her sweet gaze back on Daemon she said, "My name is Amy Sanders. What's yours?"
"Daemon," the Wing Zero G-Alloid replied.
"You don't got a last name?" Amy teased.
"Um.." Daemon blushed, "Uh.well.Zero."
"Zero? Your last name is Zero?" Daemon's eyes wandered a little farther down than he meant to go, and Amy laughed. Daemon blushed even more.
"Daemon Zero is my name," Daemon finally sputtered out.
"Well, Daemon ZERO, are you heading to Ankara as well?"
"Yea, we've gotta go pick up a couple friends."
"WE?" She asked with her eyebrows raised.
"My friend Jerome here, Duo, Shiro, and Alex."
"That's a lot of people for going to pick up a few friends," Amy said suspiciously.
"We're making this into a vacation I think," Daemon shrugged.
"I'm going to visit family in England and have to pass through Turkey first."
"I hope you have fun in England," Daemon replied. "I've never been to Europe."
"Neither have I, but Mom and Dad are having personal problems so they're sending me away for a few weeks to see if they can work them out."
"That's great. I mean, that they're trying to work it out."
Amy shrugged her indifference. "I guess."
"Stop socializing and get on the plane!" Shiro shouted in Daemon's ear.
"You IDIOT!" Daemon shouted back. "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"Fine," Shiro spat, "but don't blame us if you sit by yourself! You're not allowed to save seats!" Shiro spat as he left in a huff.