Chapter 2

Beka Valentine was annoyed.
She was extremely annoyed.
And said annoyance came in the form of a 6'1" hot as hell Nietzschean that she didn't find attractive in the least.
She didn't.
Really.
And now just confirmed it. He had come on the Maru to 'see what she was doing' or so he said. After that Beka had become suspicious. Since when had Rhade ever come to 'see what she was doing'. She had felt a tiny bit guilty for suspecting him of something but encounters with others of his kind had taught her to be wary. But she still felt guilty. Why? Even being Nietzschean who would have suspected the goody-good academy pin-head? She did.
She knew from the beginning that he wanted something and now looking back, that something seemed to be how far he could push before she snapped at him.
When he first showed up his mere presence annoyed her, she had been in the middle of a Dirk Sprocket novel and had to hide it. He already knew about her mother, he didn't need to know about Dirk.
Though upon hearing his explanation of being on the Maru she had to squash the bubble inside that shouted at her that he was there to see her. There was no one else on the Maru but her.
Unless he wasn't planning on her being there so he could steal the Maru for some sneaky, secret, Nietzschean mission, countered her inner skeptic, but her inner romantic didn't want to see things that way.
She was going to give him a break after all the times she snapped at him but then the questions started. So many questions. He wouldn't shut up. If he hadn't been asking asinine questions she wouldn't have minded that much. He had such a nice voice that she could listen to it all day.
She countered his questions as best she could and he relented, seemed to pause.
And then came the bone-blades on metal.
Beka could really care less about his lame-ass excuses for doing that. It was annoying and not a pleasant sound. With his "superior" hearing wouldn't it bother him too? And then she figured it out. He was trying to irritate her.
All hell broke loose when he found her holo-novel.
How dare he call it a trashy romantics excuse for a detective novel?
It pissed her off to no end.
And if Telemachus Rhade thought that getting hit over the head with it was all she was going to do, he was sadly mistaken.
There were two things no one insulted in front of Rebeka B. Valentine:
The Maru and Dirk Sprocket.
Rhade had now done both.
He annoyed her, so now she'd annoy him.
Nothing short of some sweet irritating vengeance.

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A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys!
prin69: As for your question, this story takes place in about mid to late Season 4, Rhade's "Inner Niezschean" is acting up:)