Light Mightyena
The Brightest Dark Type
((Father? Aren't our characters supposed to be really distant relatives, so distant that all that's known of the Mew Mews are old stories?))
Kiichigo crossed her arms and gave Ryuk a look of annoyance. "No thanks," she replied, looking off to one side to avoid saying something she'd regret. What did she care if he owned a cafe, or that it ran in the family, or he had some kind of 'research?' What in Arceus's name did that have to do with her? How could she trust someone who twisted things like that and told her nothing of importance? Why had she even considered for a second that dating this guy was a good idea?
"You still haven't given me any reason to trust you," Kiichigo finally told him. Her voice held no temper; she sounded more scared than angry. And with good reason. Who really handled this kind of situation without feeling a little scared, anyway?
It wasn't him she was afraid of, of course; she was pretty sure a swift kick to the right spot would make it easy to stop him from doing anything to her. It was the situation; she had lost all her senses in a battlelust, and done things that by all the laws of nature she shouldn't have done. Who wouldn't be frightened, even if not to stuttering and trembling, of the idea of their entire life falling apart by the seams when they were happy with it in the first place, or the idea of becoming something entirely different that she had no control over?
She wanted answers, and wanted them badly, but if she didn't get a good reason there would be nothing stopping her from walking out that door and trying to forget this ever happened.
Kiichigo crossed her arms and gave Ryuk a look of annoyance. "No thanks," she replied, looking off to one side to avoid saying something she'd regret. What did she care if he owned a cafe, or that it ran in the family, or he had some kind of 'research?' What in Arceus's name did that have to do with her? How could she trust someone who twisted things like that and told her nothing of importance? Why had she even considered for a second that dating this guy was a good idea?
"You still haven't given me any reason to trust you," Kiichigo finally told him. Her voice held no temper; she sounded more scared than angry. And with good reason. Who really handled this kind of situation without feeling a little scared, anyway?
It wasn't him she was afraid of, of course; she was pretty sure a swift kick to the right spot would make it easy to stop him from doing anything to her. It was the situation; she had lost all her senses in a battlelust, and done things that by all the laws of nature she shouldn't have done. Who wouldn't be frightened, even if not to stuttering and trembling, of the idea of their entire life falling apart by the seams when they were happy with it in the first place, or the idea of becoming something entirely different that she had no control over?
She wanted answers, and wanted them badly, but if she didn't get a good reason there would be nothing stopping her from walking out that door and trying to forget this ever happened.