Finally, chapter 12 is up! Last bit of humor before I get to the seriousness! YAY! ^.^ Also, in response to the interviewer known as "Robert Wilkie", I have this to say: NEVER REVIEW MY FICS AGAIN YOU ASSHOLE!! IF I CATCH YOU, I CAN'T BE HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT I DO! OKAY?!! OKAY!!
Now that that's outta the way, its time for the fic! ROLL FIC PEOPLE!
Nikita: ::running on a treadmill to power the computer:: You can't do this to me! I'm the star!
Black: No, you're just my OC.
Naomi: ::typing on keyboard with a sleep deprive look in eyes:: Okay, I've finished the disclaimer! The Black Blade Liger X don't own jack, so no suing!
Black: ::Shouting to crew:: ROLL FIC!!
Computer Crew: FIC ROLLING!!
3…2…1…BEEP!
BOOOM!!
Chapter 12-The Date and Midnight Conversations…
"Excuse me, but do you happen to have any rock salt or something you can use to help me get my car to move?"
"'Excuse me, but do you happen to have any rock salt or' OH SHADDUP!!!!"
And the door slammed shut, making Nikita start cracking up at the sight.
"Good freakin' lord, Dave needs to take that stick outta his ass…" He muttered, wiping a tear from his eye.
"Yeah, what a jackass…" Leena chuckled in agreement as they both continued to watch the movie.
An hour later…
After the movie, both decided to go to a nearby café, the very same café that the team had gone to the day before.
"Okay, I've gotta question for you: I went to see that movie with you why?" Leena asked, pointing at him with her fork.
Nikita chuckled, and took a sip of his soda. "Easy." He started, imitating a snobby rich person, holding his pinkie up to his mouth like Dr. Evil. "You couldn't resist my charm and handsome looks, and you wanted to see it because you have some sick and demented fascination with Adam Sandler, hmm, yes, yes…"
She started cracking up again. "You sound like Harry Champ…"
That made him turn a shade pale. "Never…say…that…AGAIN!" he exclaimed, enunciating each word with total seriousness.
Then, he snapped his fingers in inspiration. "I know what this date needs! A song!"
He started playing an air guitar, singing the lyrics to "Papercut" really badly.
She covered her ears with a painful grimace, and he finally stopped, chuckling sheepishly.
"Bad idea, huh?"
She nodded quickly, taking a bite of her salad with a smile.
He shrugged, and started to eat his cheeseburger, only to spit some of it out as a reflex once he heard:
"LEENA!!"
That voice… he thought grimly.
"Harry…" They both muttered, each of them turning ghostly white.
Nikita smacked his forehead in exasperation. "Oi vey…"
"I didn't know you were Jewish…" She said in surprise.
"I'm not." He said seriously. "I just thought that the quote fitted the situation…"
"Can't argue with that logic…" She agreed, sighing.
The blonde-haired member of the Champ team appeared seemingly from nowhere, a huge smile on his face.
"My dear! Fancy running into you here!" Harry beamed as he stared at Leena happily.
"Go away, Harry. I'm not in the mood to dear with you right now…" She growled angrily.
Harry looked at Nikita, a surprised look in his eyes, and then back at Leena, and then back at him again.
"What are you doing sitting with my Leena, trash collector?"
Nikita gave him an angry look. "Your Leena, huh?" He snarled. "I don't see your name anywhere on her, punk…"
"Yeah, piss off Harry!" She grunted, taking another bite of her salad.
Harry gave her a semi-heartbroken look, but then looked at Nikita, his expression rigid with anger.
"It just so happens that we're in love, trash collector, so why don't you just waltz on outta here, and leave me and my Leena alone, huh?!" He shouted, slamming his fist on the table.
Nikita's eyes flashed red with fire and fury, and he slowly stood up, reaching a few inches higher than Harry did. He snarled at him angrily, and grabbed him by the collar, throwing the Champ Team leader against a nearby wall, pinning him against it with relative ease.
"I've got an idea for ya, you spoiled brat!" he growled in fury, hoisting Harry up so he was a good five or six inches off the ground. "Why don't you, just mosey on outta here, and leave me and my date alone so we can have a nice evening!"
Harry gave out a small "eep", but didn't say another word.
"And while your at it, make sure I don't see you anywhere near the Toros Base, or my girlfriend, or I swear to God I'll friggin' hit you so hard, your dog'll be retarded!"
Harry nodded in fright, and Nikita smirked, dropping him against the wall. "Great. I'm glad we could have this little talk…"
Harry nodded again in fear.
"Now, get outta my sight!" He growled again.
Harry ran out of the café as fast as he could.
Nikita sighed, calmly sat back down, and started eating his cheeseburger again as if nothing had happened.
Leena, on the other hand, was so stunned that she had dropped her fork, leaving her mouth wide open in surprise.
"Sorry, I lost my temper back there…" He said dutifully, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"No kidding!" She exclaimed as her voice found its way back into her throat.
Both silently finished their meals, and paid for them. After walking back to Nikita's jeep, and driving back to the Toros Base, they stayed up for a few more hours talking, and then both went to their own rooms respectively, and fell asleep.
Late that evening…
Leena… A soft voice called to the girl as she floated in the middle of a dark void.
"Who is that?" She groaned, looking around for whoever had been talking to her.
A red organoid suddenly flashed before her vision, until it stood right in front of her, its eyes glowing eerily green in the darkness. (A/N: Okay, if you don't know whose organoid this is, I'm gonna have to slap you silly! Just kidding! ^.^)
"An organoid?" Leena wondered aloud.
The organoid growled, and a voice said something softly in her ears, causing the organoid to stiffen on its hind legs and listen.
In time, she is not ready…
"Ready for what?!" She bellowed into the darkness.
The organoid growled again, and moved its tail, until it sprang on her quickly, knocking her to the ground.
She screamed, but now one heard her, and the organoid held its spiked tail right above her face, and then started it on its bloody descent.
Leena screamed again in terror, and suddenly snapped awake, panting and drenched in a cold sweat.
She finally calmed herself down, after making sure there really was no red organoid in the room.
She checked the clock, slowly rising to her feet. Five o'clock in the morning? Dammit… She thought, wrapping herself up in the covers. She sighed, and silently trekked towards Nikita's room.
She timidly knocked on the door, expecting him to be asleep, and even a little angry with her.
"Come in." His voice said clearly from the other end.
She blinked in confusion, and quietly opened the door, and walked in.
Nikita was wide awake, with not even a hint of sleep deprivation in his brown eyes, and his arms folded behind his head, with a pair of headphones on his head, blaring some band that he liked loudly.
"You're still awake?" She asked in a somewhat surprised tone.
He nodded. She was even more surprised at the fact that he had even heard her…
"Couldn't sleep…what about you?" he asked, removing the headphones from his head, and hitting the "Stop" button on his CD Walkman.
"Nightmare…" She said, shivering. "Can I stay with you?"
He nodded. "Sure."
"Thanks."
"Was it a black and red organoid?" he asked knowingly, closing his eyes in thought as she lay down next to him.
Leena's eyes perked up in surprise. "How did you know about an organoid?" She asked in surprise.
"Same dream." He said flatly.
"Yeah, except for the fact that the organoid in my dream was pure red, not black and red…"
"Right, sure…" He sighed sarcastically.
"No, I'm being totally serious…" She huffed, turning away from him.
He rolled his eyes, sighed in exasperation, and put his headphones back on his ears, pressing the "Play" button.
"What are you listening to, exactly?" Leena asked curiously, looking at his CD Walkman.
"'Human Clay', by Creed." He said plainly.
"Oh, I love that band!" Leena said, grinning at the fact that both of them like the same bands.
He chuckled, and started listening to "Say I," one of his personal favorites.
Leena looked over at him, and noticed something on his shoulder. It was a tattoo of an orange and yellow star, with some Chinese written underneath it. "Nikita, what's this tattoo on your shoulder about anyway? I don't think I've ever seen it before now…"
He looked at it with slight interest. "This old thing?" He sighed. "I got this thing plastered on me when I was a kid. I knew a couple of drifters awhile back, and they all got tattoos to remember each other by, and I just decided to get one…"
"What's it say underneath the star?" She asked.
"I think it says 'Black Death' or something like that…" He said after thinking about it for a second.
"So, you were how old when this happened?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I dunno…" He thought for a moment. "I'd say about eleven…"
"Holy crap!" She said in surprise. "That's young!"
"No, really?" He asked in amusement. "Well, anyway, when I got home that day, my mom saw it, and she flew off the handle! She was so pissed at me it wasn't even funny! It was like a police interrogation!"
"Wow…I could only imagine…" Leena sighed, looking at the tattoo sadly. "I've never had a mother…"
"What, really?" He asked in surprise, taking the headphones off his head.
"No." She admitted, shaking her head. "She died while she was in labor with me, so I've never met her…sometimes I see my dad staring at an old picture of her that he keeps locked up in a drawer with this sad look in his eyes, and I feel terrible about it…"
"You do know that it isn't your fault, right?" Nikita asked, raising an eyebrow seriously.
She nodded. "Yeah, dad always tells me that…but I still can't help feelin' bad…"
"Hey, I know how ya feel. When my dad left my mom, I automatically thought it was because he freaked out about havin' a family. But, she told me about that dream of his, and I guess I believe her, but sometimes I have my doubts…" He sighed, picking up his CD Wallet, and thumbing through it quickly, before taking out a copy of The Clash's "Combat Rock" album.
"Really? Guess we're both just a couple of cynics…" She sighed, stifling a laugh.
"Yeah, guess you're right…" He said, looking out of his window sadly.
She wrapped her arms around him, and silently fell asleep in his arms, and he did sometime later with his headphones still on, blaring The Clash as loud as the day is long.
Suddenly about half and hour later, a thunderous boom rang out throughout the base, startling everyone in it.
Nikita and Leena both jumped up from their prone positions.
"What the hell was that?!" he bellowed.
Black: All finished! Next chapter, I'll be having an ACTUAL battle scene!
Nikita: YAY! I get to fight! WOO HOO!!!
Black: …Dude, you are an idiot…
Naomi: Do you enjoy tormenting me?
Black: Yeah?
Naomi: ::shakes head in dismay:: Thought so…dammit…
Black: Bye for now! Next chapter will be more action packed! Promise! Until then: REVIEW DAMMIT!!!