Ok sorry bout the last chapter I had no idea id just left it there…… ive been very busy so im sorry I haven't updated in a while. To go straight to the point I didn't see the point of updating no-one R+Rs im having this problem on quizilla right now too… ok ill get on with the story then
Quatre turned and looked at the TV just to see the local news report. There was the same boring guy and the same boring suit that had interviewed him about a week ago.
"The terrorist group and former drug lords the yakuza have yet again destroyed our fragile peace blowing up yet another preventers base……"
"Yada yada yada… same old shit just a different dog…. Does that presenter know he's talking out his ass!" same old duo
"Yer have to remember duo, most of the time you too talk out yer own ass" came the reply from the kitchen
"Betcha it weren't even the yakuza, betcha it was that other group umm… whatcha macall it" jack told them as he waved his arms around
Duo ducked to avoid the attack. One arm almost hit him in the head
Angel walked back into the room holding a tray of food. She placed it on the table.
"my this is a strange little political talk we're having" she said taking a sip of her own coffee
"I don't know I have a bad feeling about this" quatre spoke for the first time his voice haunted
They sat drinking coffee in a little secluded corner of Italia.
"So how did I do?" he asked. She smirked and thought for a moment.
"Hmm… on which point do you mean?" she replied evasively
"You know what I mean Gracie," the corners of his mouth lifted into a half smile
"Aww, come on im only playin'" she smile and began drawing a circle on the table with her finger.
"So…. What's next?" trowa asked looking half soaked.
"I haven't got a bloody clue," she chuckled and stood up, "we'll be in touch"
she winked at him and walked away. Trowa couldn't help but look. It was human nature and she was hot.
Sorry its short but it's the best I can do right now..
