Chapter 3 - Green
The eyes that watched them narrowed, a low growl emitting from the shadows. ""Dammit……"" the voice cursed again, the eyes faded, and disappeared, their watcher, obviously had gone. ""Maxi……"" Iseoie whispered, her emerald eyes slightly wide, from surprise. She backed away, and slid from his grasp, standing up. ""I don''t think that''s wise"" she said again, touching her rosy lips, secretly longing for him to kiss her again. Lately, she wasn''t thinking with her heart, just her head, and her head told her she needed to make her duties as a captain her main priority. ""Right"" Maxi replied, nodding in agreement. ""You''re right, it has been four years after all, I understand"" he said, his deep, soulful eyes scanning her as she stood before him. He twirled the loose piece of black hair that hung in his face around his one finger, then let It go rubbing the back of his head, awkwardly. ""Indeed, it''s for the best"" Iseoie commented, looking at the floor, dull.
""I''ll, erm……see you tomorrow……"" Maxi added, with a sniff, as he simply turned and walked away, walking toward one of the other cabins, back to his own designated bed. ""Oh crap.."" she whispered to herself through gritted teeth, turning away, as they both walked in opposite directions. She opened the door of her cabin, entering the light of the glowing candle, and slowly closed the door behind her with a gentle creaking sensation. She sighed, ""Yep, I bungled up that one……"" she added, and with that, blew at the candle, sending the room to darkness.
Over night, the hard working and diligent crew of the KazeRyuu had been busy, sailing the ship to their next destination. The ship was now docked, in France, the morning, French sun slowly rising over the sparkling ocean, to wash through the windows of the captain''s cabin. Iseoie awoke slowly, her green eyes fluttering open gently. She stretched, still in her usual clothes, and strangely, her hair hadn't put a strand out of line, it was still silky smooth, and straight, sliding down her back as she stood up. She opened the door, and walked out, walking straight towards Drak. Drak seemed to glare at her, before his face seeped to a harmless expression, he stood, and made no attempt at conversation, awaiting his orders. Iseoie raised an eyebrow at this, he was usually quite chatty and pleasant to her, she enjoyed him being part of the crew. "Drak?"" she asked. ""Yes captain?"" he replied sternly, folding his arms across his lean chest. She hesitated in continuing the conversation, but did anyway. ""Where are we?"" she asked, shielding her eyes from the morning sun. ""France"" he replied simply, turning away and continuing with his duties.
"Uh, thanks..." she added, walking away from him, still with a raised eyebrow. Before she could walk any further, she was grasped around the shoulders by two strong hands. Jolting slightly, she sucked in a deep breath and slapped whoever it was across the face forcefully. "MAXI!!" Iseoie exclaimed loudly, seeing the red, hand imprint she'd made on his face. He had one eye closed and was staring at her blankly. "Erm...ow..." he said suddenly, "What the hell was that for?" he asked, opening his closed eye. "You scared me that's all..." she looked at the floor and shook off his grip. He shrugged, "That was the point, but I didn't think you were going to slap me" he added with a smile. She simply rolled her eyes and smiled also.
Their little conversation was interrupted abruptly, by the sound of a shout. "A fight....fabulous..." Iseoie sighed, and hopped up onto one of the ships sides, so she could see the docks, there was a fight, one of her men had crossed blades, with a rather handsome, blonde haired man, that wielded a gleaming rapier sword. "STOP!!" she bravely stood between the two, raising her double sided blade, to block both weapons. She glared from one man to the other. "What is going on here?" she narrowed her emerald eyes toward the rapier wielder. "Well, mademoiselle, this lad of yours, was thieving..." he stated calmly, in his thick accent, sheathing his sword, with a satisfying slice. "Well then you can take it up with me..." she said spitefully, if it was one thing she hated it was accusations towards her crewmen, they were like a second family. "And who may you be mademoiselle?" the frenchmen asked. Curling a piece of blonde hair behind her ear, she extended a palm to him. "Iseoie, this man's captain, and you?". He grinned slightly, and kissed her hand softly. "Raphael Sorel, a feminine captain, how very rare" he smiled, wickedly. Drawing his blade again, he made her stance protectively, but he simply chuckled and began to polish his blade with a white cloth he'd drawn from his belt.
She gritted her teeth, "Well, Mr Sorel, I can assure you, no man amongst my crew, would ever steal, so you've got your facts wrong" her voice had fallen harsh, and her blade was still pointed at him, readily, there wasn't any chance that she was going to let him mockingly observe her like this. His eyes were making her very weary, they kept examining every curve of her body, like she were some kind of art exhibit, she found it rather creepy to say the least.
Maxi had been watching all of this, his legs were slung over the side of the ship, and swung back and forth gently, as he watched, his brow furrowing slightly. He hopped nimbly from the ship to land beside her on the docks, slowly sliding an arm around her shoulder. "Darling, I've told you before, stop pretending to be the captain alright?" he said, waving his index finger at her, and shaking his head with a sigh. "Wha-" he cut her off, by drawing her into a kiss, desperately trying to suppress a cocky smirk. He let go of her, and hurried her away back towards the ship. He dabbed at his lip slightly, and turned to face Raphael, who's blue eyes were narrowed into slits at this point, he could have gone green if his skin would have allowed it. "You'll have to excuse my wife, she's a little.....weird..." he added with a grin. Iseoie glare back at him, and walked off towards the ship.
"I see..." Raphael commented, raising an eyebrow, as he had now placed one hand on his hip, his rapier pointed towards Maxi. "You want to fight?" Maxi smirked, that confident grin returning to his lips, he was never happier than when in a fight, especially where he had something to prove. He raised Fatibal and swung it in a wheel motion, before resting it between his hands, readying himself for the battle. "S'il vous plait...." Raphael commented with a confident grin, "Prepare for your demise.... 'captain'..." Raphael snorted..