Title: Shadowy Red Eyes…
Thanks for the reviews! even thought I didn't really get many. But people are BEGGING me to continue this damn story so I might as well... Thesechapters had already been written. I was just too lazy to put them up... >>
Ulrich awoke the next morning on the couch, tightly tangled in his black trench coat. Apparently, he'd fallen asleep watching talk shows last night. He untangled himself from his trench coat and sat up. Stretching his arms and cracking his knuckles, he wondered what he was going to do that day, until he'd have to go whack the mysterious apartment lady. He entered his bathroom, and looked himself over in the mirror. He rather liked his untidy image. His skin had tanned nicely, and his hair had gotten darker, and he had an adventurous scar stretching from his chin to the right corner of his mouth. Ulrich liked the scar, it was a thin line of white, making him original among all the earth's others.
After combing and styling his hair, Ulrich thought of things he could do before that night. When he got to brushing his teeth, Ulrich decided he would go get a drink at Odd's comedy joint, and visit his old friend again. Ulrich snatched his sunglasses off the table before locking his apartment door behind him.
Odd knotted his purple tie, smirking at himself in the mirror. He liked the way he looked, especially his cone-shaped hairdo, dotted with a single spot of purple hair coloring. If anyone ever made fun of Odd's hair, he gave then the finger.How kind. Admiring himself vainly in the mirror, Odd straightened his tie, which was an emphasis against his full-black suit. Strolling out the door, he was instantly joined by a group of ditzy, giggling women.
"Hello, ladies." He said, with the voice of a wealthy person. They giggled like the ditzes they were. Odd took a seat at the bar and looked over his plush, expensive club. It was surprisingly empty this morning, only one or two people watching one of the novice comedians. Odd, himself would perform when it was late in the night. Odd grinned at himself. He was living out every man's dream. The wealth, the fame, and a group of women to follow him wherever he went. Life was good.
As Odd began lighting a cigar, the front door opened and a black boot sole vas visible on the plush, red carpet.
"Ulrich, Buddy! Good to see you!" Odd shouted joyfully, and leapt up to greet his old friend.
"Morning, Odd." Ulrich replied, following Odd back to the bar.
"How you doing? Can I get you anything? Cigar?" Odd asked, with a smile. Ulrich smiled and shook his head.
"Nah, I'll be fine." He said in an informal way. Odd grinned and ordered two ice cold beers. They caught up on all the news together, sipping on beer and laughing occasionally. Odd was still the same from when Ulrich had known him, all through school. They had been best friends ever since they'd met, and they still were.
"How's it been going round' here?" Ulrich asked earnestly. Odd smiled his trademark smirk.
"Not too bad, Business is booming. What have you been doing? Seems like you never get out anymore." Odd replied.
"Heh," Ulrich laughed. "busy, you know..." Ulrich answered.
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Odd started. "have you seen Jeremie lately? Is he still with Aelita?"
"Oh, Old Jer? He's working in the same company I am. And he and Aelita are married, Odd. I expected you would know that, since you went to their wedding." Ulrich added. Odd raised an eyebrow.
"Yes I know, I was just checking." Odd said, obviously defending himself.
"Odd you are exactly the same…" Ulrich said, laughing.
Time passed so quickly, it went from morning to evening so fast Ulrich thought he might have sped up time, by accident. He and Odd were very close. It was 7:23 when Ulrich finally looked at his watch.
"Sweet Jesus!" Ulrich yelled. Odd looked up in confusion
"What?" He asked.
"I have to go. I have to… meet someone." Ulrich said, hoping he wasn't covering up his real job too obviously.
"Ooh... I see, hey, good luck with her, yeah?" Odd joked, twiddling his eyebrows. Ulrich laughed.
"Heh, so long. Nice seeing you again." Ulrich said.
"Same here, Ulrich. Same here." Odd said, taking a long puff on a fresh cigar and nodding his head in salutation.
PINEAPPLES.
er... the end.