Obligatory Disclaimer : I do not own anything (except maybe OC characters) all characters, places, worlds, universes…etc mentioned here belong to their respective owners and/or companies.

This is purely a work of fiction. Not meant to offend or incite, but to entertain and (maybe) inspire.

COLD AS CAN BE

Someone was in my apartment. Yes, my apartment. Boy’s not broke no more, I won’t need to use up the old man’s credit card, ah, I haven’t even called them since I got back. I should see to that, I never had parents in my first life, I’d rather not lose the ones I have here.

But to the more pressing matter at hand being the fact that someone else was currently in my house. I approached the clanking sound of metal objects coming from the kitchen, I wasn’t really worried about burglars or whatnot, this place was a secure one and second, thieves don’t try making dinner for you.

I sneaked in on Hisako with her glowing hard light armor up, she was reaching into the cupboard to grab some ceramic bowls that she would have otherwise been too short to reach without the height boost from her armor. I never knew how much I missed her till now.

“Hey”

“AHHH!” She screamed, vaulting clean over the kitchen counter in one smooth motion. Too bad she couldn’t move mid air, meaning she fell right on top of me. Tackling me to the floor, the crushing weight of her armor on my chest made it significantly harder to respire. She dispersed the glowing exoskeleton when she finally recognized me.

“So sorryyyyyy” She cried, still perched atop me. Her thighs were surprisingly muscular, corded, fleshed and finely sculpted like an Olympic gymnast’s. I should be getting her off me, but here I was, admiring her thighs. Life is strange. And I think I might have been a little thirsty

She caught me looking. She was blushing so hard she began glowing. That was until –

Slap!

– She rattled my skull with an armored palm.

“OMG I am so so so so sooooo sorry! it was unintentional” It was a little difficult to hear her over my ringing ear.

*.*.*

“…Y’know Robbie, now that I think about it, it wasn’t really unintentional,” Hisako said, pushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear as she pressed the cold towel to my slightly swollen jaw. I raised a brow at that.

“Oh, you don’t know why? How could you leave without me! And you never even bothered to call, I at least tried calling, but I didn’t have your space mobile number,”

“You don’t have to be cheeky about it” I grumbled.

“I don’t do I? And Mindee that opportunistic, boy stealing slu—Erhm – I mean, she was the one rushing – ok maybe not rushing, but she was running beside me to get to the danger room and when I turned around, surprise surprise, she wasn’t there anymore. And the danger room was on lockdown. Next thing I hear is you’re kissing girls and boarding spaceships going on space adventures”

“Hisako, you’re ignoring all those people I killed that day”

“So what? They were going to kill us. Do you know how many friends I’ve seen die from the purifiers? And I know it might be wrong to feel this way but good fucking riddance.”

I chuckled at that, maybe I shouldn’t have, but I did.

“What’s wrong Hisako?”

“What?”

“Hisako, I know something’s up with you, what is it?”

She sighed, setting the towel on the counter“… Drake, you just left. Just took off without any prior notice. I was worried about you, really worried. And not being able to contact you after all those weeks made me imagine the worst. I-I’m just really glad that you’re back and alive” She said stroking my cheek. Her touch was soft enough to stir flames in me, and since I didn’t have a burning soul to distract myself with, I indulged.

I softly caressed the back of her warm and soft palm. “You’re my very best friend Hisako. I’m sorry I didn’t call you or text, but I was too busy doing stuff I really can’t talk about,” I stopped the impulse, finding strength to draw in my escaping self restraint “You should go Hisako, back to the mansion, I don’t want you getting punished over sneaking out” I rose from the dining chair. Grabbing a can of Soda from the fridge I flopped into the couch, waiting for Hisako to tell me she was leaving.

She flopped down right next to me. “It’s a Saturday, we’re allowed to visit family or friends.” she said, taking the TV remote off the table and started to flip through channels.

“Yeah..So when are you leaving to go to your dad’s?” I might have sounded a bit too eager to get her out the house. And with the hurt look she’s giving me, I have laid it a bit too thick. Asshole.

“Y-yeah I’m sorry for being such a nuisance. I should have never come in the first place,” She grabbed her backpack on the kitchen counter, while I still sat on the couch. Fuck my life. How could I leave a girl crying as she left my house? Especially one I supposedly called my best friend. Dan would never forgive me.

“Hisako wait, wait!” I held her back.

“Let me go Rob, I know I’m not wanted here.”

“It’s not like that and you know it. Put your bag down, okay. I’m really sorry for acting like an ass. You can stay as long as you want”

“Thanks but I’m leaving” She remained insistent verbally, but physically she still dragged on.

“Come on now, I said I’m sorry. Let's forget all about it over a bowl of ice cream – I know you want it, you can have as much of it as you want”

“No, what I want is you” She turned around, hastily planting her lips on mine, it was sloppy and rushed. She wrapped her arms around me and pinning me to the couch. I don’t know if I’d said this before, but Hisako is strong. “How much of you can I have?”

What is it with girls getting all aggressive when they want to kiss me? Furthermore, what is it with girls kissing me out of the damn blue?!

I managed to wriggle my arms free and push her up. “Hisako, I admire your courage and bravery, doing this must have taken a lot of it. But I just got out of a relationship and I don’t think I’m ready for another one so soon”

“How long did that one last? A week, two? And you call it a relationship?” She lessened the distance between us. “I never asked for a relationship. Why don’t you just go with the flow huh? I never took you for a coward Mr – I’m a tortured bad boy who kills like a mini-wolverine – Drake.”

Those words had no right to rile me up, but they did. I blame my thirst, my hormones and puberty – in other words, I blamed myself. “How about I show you just how bad I can be” I held her down, my hands sliding beneath her skirt, down her smooth thighs. She couldn’t have been more eager to get my clothes off.

“What? You all bark and no bite?” What’s giving her so much confidence?

A better man would have stopped here. A great man would’ve given a lesson. I was neither of those, as I have mentioned before – I was a bastard.

“I bite harder”

Raw flesh against raw flesh, sweat against sweat, our bodies entwined. He inhaled my air and gave me hers. Our lips locked in passion, her warmth welcoming me to her deepest places, her moans driving me on. Her nails causing fires on my bare back. I loved every moment of it.

*.*.*.*

“What really gave you balls to come on to me like that?”

“It’s a secret. You’ve been constantly teasing me, leaving hints here and there. And in a world where we can die at any moment, it’s better to try and fail than to have never tried. You leaving for a while cemented that for me.” She said, sitting astride over my waist. My gaze roaming her bare body, her finely toned musculature, the cute perk of her bust and her thighs. My hands found their way up and down those. Her hands caressed my chest, slowly tracing my tattoos and scars the phoenix’s talons had left me like a puzzle to be deciphered.

“Mhmmm…see what you’ve been missing out on.” She leaned in, softly biting on my lips, my tongue leaving a trail across hers.

The nerds are the freakiest.

“You know there aren’t strings attached right?”

“Do you really believe that? There are strings Robbie, we just aren’t caught up in them yet. Let’s do this till we are”

“How come you’re so mature all of a sudden?”

“Like it?,” She chuckled a bit sad, “This is how I’ve always been Rob, I just don’t show it much. Not after I lost my mom and little brother.”

“I’m sorry about that, your mom must have been a wonderful woman and your brother must have been an awesome kid, I’m sure they watch over you”

“They were. Don’t pity me, I don’t want it”

“It’s not pity, it’s empathy I have. Is it bad to be compassionate? What do you want me to do, laugh? Ignore it? I feel sorry, and I want to help, why can’t I show it to someone I care about? I’d do all I can to make you happy, I won’t just pass you by and shake my head, I’d help you.”

“… This is why I’m so hopelessly attracted to you, Rob. You’re just you and it makes no sense!” she pressed her forehead to mine.

“I still miss them, sometimes I can’t even believe they’re gone.” She put her head on my shoulder, it could have been the sweat wetting it.

“...” Sometimes you just have to shut up and let the silence soothe a healing heart. Not because the closest you’ve come to being this intimate with someone is bracing a body to silence its fall. But I gotta say, it’s a novel feeling having someone wet my shoulder with their tears and not their blood.