Karigoya yabureme
Chapter 12
By shadows/of/flame
This chappies for Sull.
Please don't kill me! (cowers behind Torn)
You need to work on making a better first impression...
"I swear they said that it was just a funeral! Not a blimen' fashion statement!" Torn groaned rather loudly, drawing attention to himself.
Keira glared evilly at him as she tried on yet another black dress, a pile of discarded ones lying in wrinkled lumps by her feet.
He just rolled his eyes at her in sarcasm, and continued waiting for her.
Torn was still waiting an hour later as she asked for a pink dress in a black colour with different material.
"Are you finished?" Torn complained, yet again as loudly as he could, and drawing even more attention tohimself.
Keira came out of the shop in the end, with 7 bags, and Torn smacked his head in utterfrustration.
"I said you needed one dress! Not 7 baags!"
She giggled shyly, twirling the bags around on her fingers, almost hitting Torn, and the two of them went back to the Underground to change.
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Jak sighed loudly, wishing that he didn't have such a difficult fiancee. Why did she always take things the wrong way?
"It looks absolutely gorgeous on you! Itsfine! It doesn't make you look fat... I did NOT say that! When did I say that?"
He went downstairs into the kitchen for a refreshing cold drink - they had to be at the funeral in 20 minutes, and she was wailing at the top of her lungs that he said she was fat!
"Women!" Jak wailed, downing a small whisky.
Jak recognised Ashelins clonky footsteps on the tiles behind him, and Ashelin apeared behind him, wearing the first dress she tried on.
Jak rolled his eyes, and escorted her to the hover.
They were already late.
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"May they rest in... peace. Amen."
Everyone bowed their heads in respect as Sig and Erols coffins were lowered into the ground, and everyone knew, safely, that they were finally dead, and nothing could ever bring them back.
Thank Mar.
The funeral was generally very uneventful, mainly because no one wanted to REALLY be at the funeral of two traitors,and Jak and Ashelin quickly left as soon as the service was over to discuss last minute wedding plans and details.
Torn wrapped his arms around Keira and smirked, indicating for her to start walking with him back to the hideout.
"Lets go, shall we?" she smiled, starting to walk away from the still raw emotional scars that was her old life - the two men she had murdered in cold blood. The old scars of her friends in prison, the torture they were subjected to.
And also the fact that the Tattooed Wonder was by her side, and all hers.
Keira held Torns hand tightly as they walked down the main road in the twilight, enjoying each others company, zoomers and hovers rushing past them, oblivious.
Torn loved the serene peace in his surroundings, and Keira just drank in the silence.
"The weddings in only a few days huh?" Keira murmured, breaking the silence like shattering glass.
"Yeah... its a big shock that they're getting married. But I'm happy for them."
Torn rested his chin on Keiras head as they stopped for a brief rest.
"It doesn't matter anymore - we should thank them for making us happy!" Keira giggled, moving Torns head to claim a kiss from his lips.
"I never thought you and me would be together... Not that I'm complaining." she giggled, wrapping her arms around his still raw scar.
He actually smiled.
A loud explosion erupted behind them, and Torn turned around quickly enough to see the flaming hover that was coming straight for them...
SMACK.
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