A/N- ( I didn't put one of these in the first chapter cuz I wanted to get
the story going SORRY!.*looks around* ehhe, well ne-way, I LOVE
Irvine/Moonbay so I HAD to write one.and yes.more chapters to come! )
"OH NO!" My eyes widened at Irvine's voice. "I'm not paying that much for fuel!" Here we go.again. " All have you know, I didn't pay half that at a city! Let alone this little village!" Great, another one of his stories. I am going to end this.
He is going to so owe me
"Here, take it, I'll pay." I slammed some cash on the vender's cart, picked up the fuel and started to walk away. I think I just broke Irvine's voice box, he's not saying anything.
That's a first.
"Wait! What do you think your doing?!" Irvine took my arm and pulled me back. If it weren't for his kawaii looks and.
Did I just say that Irvine was kawaii?
Okay, so he is kawaii, and he has a nice walk, and he is holding my arm.wait.why hasn't he let go of my yet?
"Your aren't paying." Irvine looked strait at me. "Oh yes I am, we can't stand here and wait for you to tell your stupid stories, I won't let it happen.and god darn it Irvine, let go of MY ARM!" Irvine just looked at me; it was the scariest thing in the world, him just looking at me. I felt myself going red and I started to pull away, but like I said he is much bigger and stronger then me. So I stood there looking another way, my cheeks red, waiting. By this time I think he got the clue.
Finally, I mean god, if I blushed anymore I could get a tan.
"Fine, pay, I don't care." Did he sound hurt? No, my stupid imagination. But he did sound like I had done something wrong. But why would he care? I scowled. "Okay, lets go back."
We walked in silence, for about a second, not one of us saying a word. I knew now that he was hurt and I felt so bad. "Irvine, listen, I didn't mean to say any." He turned to look at me and a large explosion was herd. Someone was firing on the town, stupid us; we were standing almost next to the fuel vendor.
He was slammed on top of me as we were flown off our feet and into a building. Black, all was black, I felt something hot and warm running down my face everything was still black. I could feet Irvine groan as he got up. I couldn't breath I couldn't get up. I thought I could hear a man yell, was it Irvine? Yes, that was him, Id know his voice anywhere. Did he even care? What if he did? Am I dead? Would Irvine be the last sound I hear before I die? Well, at least it was Irvine's voice.
(-.-.good. bad? PLEASE REVIEW! I don't care about flames, go ahead, I won't read the flames ne-way!)
"OH NO!" My eyes widened at Irvine's voice. "I'm not paying that much for fuel!" Here we go.again. " All have you know, I didn't pay half that at a city! Let alone this little village!" Great, another one of his stories. I am going to end this.
He is going to so owe me
"Here, take it, I'll pay." I slammed some cash on the vender's cart, picked up the fuel and started to walk away. I think I just broke Irvine's voice box, he's not saying anything.
That's a first.
"Wait! What do you think your doing?!" Irvine took my arm and pulled me back. If it weren't for his kawaii looks and.
Did I just say that Irvine was kawaii?
Okay, so he is kawaii, and he has a nice walk, and he is holding my arm.wait.why hasn't he let go of my yet?
"Your aren't paying." Irvine looked strait at me. "Oh yes I am, we can't stand here and wait for you to tell your stupid stories, I won't let it happen.and god darn it Irvine, let go of MY ARM!" Irvine just looked at me; it was the scariest thing in the world, him just looking at me. I felt myself going red and I started to pull away, but like I said he is much bigger and stronger then me. So I stood there looking another way, my cheeks red, waiting. By this time I think he got the clue.
Finally, I mean god, if I blushed anymore I could get a tan.
"Fine, pay, I don't care." Did he sound hurt? No, my stupid imagination. But he did sound like I had done something wrong. But why would he care? I scowled. "Okay, lets go back."
We walked in silence, for about a second, not one of us saying a word. I knew now that he was hurt and I felt so bad. "Irvine, listen, I didn't mean to say any." He turned to look at me and a large explosion was herd. Someone was firing on the town, stupid us; we were standing almost next to the fuel vendor.
He was slammed on top of me as we were flown off our feet and into a building. Black, all was black, I felt something hot and warm running down my face everything was still black. I could feet Irvine groan as he got up. I couldn't breath I couldn't get up. I thought I could hear a man yell, was it Irvine? Yes, that was him, Id know his voice anywhere. Did he even care? What if he did? Am I dead? Would Irvine be the last sound I hear before I die? Well, at least it was Irvine's voice.
(-.-.good. bad? PLEASE REVIEW! I don't care about flames, go ahead, I won't read the flames ne-way!)