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Edited: July 17, 2015

Simple Responses

Ikarishipping

Paul, at one point in his travels, upon a chance encounter with Dawn and her friends (and during one of the few times he'd actually addressed the girl of their group) thought she might be stupid. She was ... emotional, and by far the more pathetic of the three traveling companions. From what he'd bothered to remember of her story, anyway.

She was a coordinator, which took any respect he might have come to hold for her, away. She was also a loud mouth; she spoke way too much. Far more then any conversation they'd ever had warranted her.

She was truly a troublesome women.

And yet ... as much of an annoyance as she was, he'd never bothered to fully tell her off. He discovered he'd been giving her simple answers to all her questions and comments. The simplest response he could muster up in any given situation. She might have taken it as rude. Labeled him as cold, heartless even, and to some extent he had to agree that he was. But deep down, deeper then he was willing to admit his personality allowed for, the real reason he only gave her the simplest of responses was because he had an immense amount of frustration trying to keep the emotional, stupid girl calm, and the fewer things he said the more sensible she seemed in return. He ... admired her when she wasn't being a bratty child. Liked her, even.

...Which was exactly how he didn't feel about her at this particular instant.

"It's really not that difficult of a name! I don't understand why you can't just say it!"

Dawn, he thought, no effort wasted trying to articulate the actual word.

"Hn."

He didn't meet up with her much. Once every few weeks or so. She traveled alone now after all, and their differing interests often guided them to alternative paths that crossed rarely within a month's span. He didn't bother avoiding her, it was a fruitless effort. She seemed to have a tab on him. Secretly, it didn't bother him that much. Few things she did would. Except for her lack of resolve ... and constant whining.

"'Hn' isn't a response, Paul. I was just trying to be nice to you, but you're such a jerk, I don't know why I try," Dawn muttered, looking at the purple haired boy. His piercing eyes focused on her with a well trained glare. "You with your one word responses and arrogance. Gah!" Her hair, which had been put well in place, fell slightly in front of her eyes.

Paul sighed irritably. There was no explanation as to why this one girl didn't annoy him as much as every other human seemed to. She did annoy him, but he couldn't bring himself to be frustrated by it.

"Troublesome girl," He began, "leave me the hell alone. I don't need you to say hello every time we meet." He stuffed his hands into his pockets. That was probably the nicest response he'd given to anyone in awhile, and Dawn seemed to know that, the wounded look she sometimes cast his way wasn't so prevalent. She nodded.

"Alright," she sighed, hurt lacing her words. Paul looked away. She was a stupid girl and he was weak for falling for her.

"I'm not the only one using one word responses now, am I?" He stated, there wasn't much emotion behind it, but he knew it'd be enough for her. Which was only confirmed when she smiled. He rolled his eyes, nodding his departure.

Something about her was just not as annoying as he tried to make it to be.

"Bye Paul!" She waved from behind. It was amazing how quickly he could change things in her attitude ... and vise-versa.

He spared a glance over his shoulder at the girl and brought his hand up briefly in something that resembled a wave, a weak action for a stupid girl as a result of unknown feelings that should have been resolved by simple responses.

Paul's life was very troublesome, and so was Dawn.

I'm not a fan of this ship, which makes it very difficult to write for it. Paul annoys me. He's too cold, I just can't understand him being in a relationship, especially with someone like Dawn. Because of this, this one-shot is short and lacks much fluff. I'm sorry Ikarishipping fans, I've failed you.