The Strongest Fighters have the Softest Hearts

"I suppose I tried a lot not to think about it. The others are very concerned about it, especially Mizael. Now it’s just like I can’t stop thinking about it. Am I strange for feeling more human than…" She trailed off, catching the glint in the other’s eyes. Alit looked strangely serious. She looked away, suddenly feeling a bit embarrassed. She found herself opening up about her feelings more than she was used to— was it because he was a Barian?

"Sorry. I know you didn’t come out here to hear me complain in your ear." She tried a soft smile. "I guess we’re all in the same boat, really."

The waiter came and set down the cake, then quickly excused himself again. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and cleared her throat, she couldn’t let herself be such a downer on what was technically a date. They were supposed to be fun, after all.

"Of course I’ve dated.” She offered offhandedly. Though not many lasted very long. It wasn’t intentional, but the title "Ice Queen" stuck even so. "But at the moment, no one."

It had been a while, truth be told. After everything that happened she felt almost safer being distanced from people, even if the danger had passed. Some things don’t wear off very quickly. Her fingers played with the edge of her straw, absently bending and twisting it. The drink was almost gone at this point. The sun had completely vanished behind a cover of clouds, leaving the cafe in a cool shadow. She tilted her head at the boy across the table, eyes watching carefully.

"Do you find it strange to be romantically inclined towards… humans?" The word left her mouth awkwardly. All of her life she had belived herself to be one and the same, accepting that she wasn’t was still troubling her. Their bodies were, in fact, human. But beyond that they were something else entirely. 

"Dunno! I bet I could beat you.”

"Well… I suppose it is a bit impressive…”

“You say that as if I didn’t already know.” The girl turned her head, quite enjoying being on the other end of the board after all of the other’s initial teasing. She had her own confidence to set against his after all. That was a whole new game.

"Well, I don’t want to make too great of an impression eating two pieces by myself— might look better if you helped me." That, and she was trying to drop the two pounds she’d already gained from said confection. It was a very bad habit. "Surely you could handle a bit of extra dessert."

She waved her hand at a passing waiter, Making her choice and passing off the menu so she wouldn’t be tempted to order anything else.

So far, I made some cursors for anyone to use for their tumblr blog. That’s all I’ve made as of far, I still plan to make more. Not sure what character’s I would add on though. I need to make some GX ones as well. I just kind of organized them and all, to make them look good and stuff. 

I’ll also be putting links to each character; so enjoy using them! ^^

In your theme; under <style type=”text/css”> put in the code of the character you want for your blog.

Kaito, Haruto, Orbital Yuma, Astral, Anna, No. #96 Nasch, Merag, Durbe, Mizael, Alit, Rei, Girag Barian form Vector Vetrix, V, IV, III

"…" She  let her fingers wrap around the cup, the cold contrasting to the fire burning on her cheeks. It was hard to shake it off. For a moment they seemed almost awkward, sitting in silence, sipping drinks. When he asked his question it almost floated over her head.

"Oh— probably the triple chocolate." She answered, finally releasing her hold on the cup. Finding her resolve once again, she was able to look at Alit in the eye again. The sun had disappeared by a cover of clouds, casting shadows over the patio. Part of her was flattered, another part was always more guarded, wondering if perhaps this was another line to get him closer to the finish line. She probably shouldn’t dwell on it, nothing about that mattered.

"You know, I don’t see you much at school. Do you play a sport or something?" She tried a smile. "Or do you steal away here for girls and milkshakes?" 

{ ask } // { rules } // { verses }

═══════════════════════════════ independent & selective

═══════════════════════════════ multi verse & multi ship.

I look at you and it feels like paradise

You got me spinning, got me crazy, got me hypnotized 

════════════════════════════════ mun is 20+ years old.

════════════════════════════════ NSFW may happen. 

I need your love, I need you closer

Keep me begging, keep me hoping that the night don’t stop

Calm gave way to bewilderment in seconds. Sure, people had told her she was pretty, but the way he held her so firmly in his line of sight while he said it, without even a smile to soften it… The girl’s cheeks flushed and shot all the way to her ears. Her breath even snagged in her throat for a moment, how ridiculous. She glanced down, unable to continue looking him in the eye, letting her hair form a partial shield over her face.

"I— I suppose that’s enough to let those negative points slide off." She said, clearing her throat. The waiter appeared, setting the drinks down first, giving Rio a slight start. She was thrown off more then she thought. The sandwiches were set between them, and the server excused himself with a bow. Surely he knew he was attractive as well, didn’t he? Words of compliment hovered on her tongue but she swallowed them back. She put the straw between her lips to distract herself… He was right. It was very good.

"Eat your lunch…" She said around the straw.

Milshakes it is. The waiter had come back, smiling serenely at them. Their uniforms were quite stylish, she noticed, mostly white with sky blue accents. She ordered two caramel ones, and a small tray of sandwiches. They were probably small, but she could let Alit have them. They seemed to be one of the more filling items on the menu. As she turned her gaze she was met by her companion’s green eyes, a strangely serious look on his face.

“…?” She pursed her lips, head tilting slightly. “Is something up?”

The idea crossed her mind a bit too late that he might say something closer to a guarded flirt then what he was really thinking. Surely some semi-serious, not date related information passed through his head. Or was she just being hopeful?

 Rio’s expression soured at the nickname, but this time she didn’t bother to correct him. It was hard to break him of it, and she was running out of energy, but cake would help that. Her shoes made a sharp clack on the shiny flooring inside the cafe, and it took a few minutes for the waiter to find a seat for them. Luckily a couple outside was just leaving, opening up the space.

“Wow, sure is a popular place.” She observed, glancing around at the friends and dates and older gentleman scattered all around. “I wonder if it’s for the decor… Guess there’s only one way to find out!” Her hands opened the small paper menu and began to look it over. Triple chocolate cake! Red velvet cake! Peanut butter fudge! It all sounded so good… Perhaps she should settle for a drink first.

"Do you drink tea? Or coffee?"