You All Digust Me - A Short Story

You All Digust Me - A Short Story

Winter is the endless season that falls in the region of Darnmarsh, and upon it's capital city, Darnmarsh City. All about the area was soft, beautiful snow. It rested upon trees that keep their leaves year-round, and upon the ground and the mountains and hills in the distance as well. The snow in the gray, sparkling city of Darnmarsh had been shoveled over to make walkways possible - oxen fitted with large metal plates to plow the snow would be made to clear pathways at night.

It was day time, in Darnmarsh City, about mid-day, when all of the hustle and bustle in the market area came to a halt and formed a silent crowd.

"Oy! Where are your manners?!", said a bigger, oafy looking man. He seemed to have gotten pushed, as he had fallen on his behind. "Quite the contrary, sir," said a beautiful man with long, partially curly, dark blue hair, "my manners are much more refined than yours.", he finished, brushing his hair with his black leather glove. From neck to toe he was fitted in black plate-armor, with gold crosses on the center piece of the chest, shoulder plates, and girdle. He wore golden bracers on his forearms. Around his neck was a collar, and on the collar a golden diamond-shaped necklace with a ruby in the center. This man's eyes were two different colors, quite intimidating on it's own - with red in his left and yellow in his right. The design of his armor was fairly clean and made to be agile, with the plates being angular instead of square or round. He wore a glorious cape, the outside was black, while the inside was yellow - and about half way down the center the cape split into two. He had a wondrous sword at his waist; golden all the way through, the guard made to look like the wings of an angel, with rubies at the center, as well a ruby in the hilt. This blue-haired, black knight was quite intimidating, as well as flamboyant.

"H-hey, you best not be startin' nothin', or wees gunna have to rough you up, see?", said a second, of four opposing men. "I will not ask you again, then. Do not steal from these shops.", said the blue haired man. "Also, an insult to this fine lady is also an insult to me.", he added, pointing to a young lady in red. Her eyes were large, gray in color, with beautiful eyelashes. Her hair was short, about chin-length, somewhere between wavy and curly in style, and red in color. She wore red lipstick, and a short red coat over a turtle-neck sweater, as well as a silver chest plate for protection. Her gloves were red, as well as her thigh-high boots, both of which had white fur at the mouth. She wore warm leggings under a long skirt that revealed her right leg. She bore a dagger on both of her hips, and a short sword on her back-waist. Her belt was a red sash. "She be finer than anything we done stole.", taunted a third of the opposition, whom had pushed the fourth and final of their group forward, unexpectedly, towards the woman. However, this trick didn't work as intended - the man did not fall on top of her and cop a feel - instead her knee met his groin. She then spin-kicked him in the face with her boot, launching him back towards his partners, unconscious. "No.", she said.
There was a third person, a man with auburn colored eyes, standing with the blue haired beauty and the red head woman. His hair was a soft, powdery white. It was tied at mid-length, loosely, by a hairband. His bangs fell just around his brow and were pushed to the left. He had two longer bangs that fell from his temples down to about his collar. He wore shining silver armor. His armor was bulky, to fit his muscular form. It had a large, oddly shaped, dark green cross on the breastplate, the bottom of which wrapped around to the back of the armor. His gloves and leg plates were similar in detail. His shoulder plates were doubled up on each shoulder, and had huge, dark green jewels in the center. He wore a dark green cape, the collar of which doubled as a scarf for his neck. He had a massive sword on his back, the hilt of which glowing green with some kind of magic. His sword would not be drawn today, however. "Maikeru", he said as he nodded to the blue haired man "lets just get this over with." he finished. Maikeru nodded and adjusted his blue hair again with his gloved hand. Seeing that as a taunt, the two opposing men that remained standing rushed in. Maikeru stepped forward and reached out to grab one of the men's arms, then switched his feet to adjust his momentum into a spin. "Maximus! Catch!", he called out to the white-haired knight, as he launched this man at him. Maximus had already gotten the second man into a bear-hug, so he turned and let go just in time to let the two men collide and fall unconscious. They both turn to see Haze, the woman, dealing with the first man who had only been pushed onto his bottom - he fell unconscious as well from lack of air. She had held his nose and kissed him until he passed out.

Maikeru's heart sank in confusion, and he cleared his throat loudly.
"Oh, was he yours?" she asked him.
Maximus chuckled, along with several others in the crowd.
"You're going to need a good explanation for this when we get back to your brother. And I do hope he scolds you." Maikeru said, rather jealously.
He then glanced at the chuckling Maximus, and grabbed hold of his hands, gently.
"...no...this is better punishment..." Maikeru said slowly, as he closed his eyes and kissed Maximus clear on the lips.
Now, not to mention punishment - but the crowd itself had seen more than it had asked for, and was quickly trying to clear the scene.
"Hmph, makes no difference to me", Haze said with a sour tone, "at least I won't go off with my brother."
That note made Maikeru so angry that he bit Maximus' lip. Not that Max cared at all - he was loving the kiss, the pain, and the way too obvious jealousy from both Maikeru and Haze.

"And the moral of the story is, kids, don't steal or womanize, nor purposefully get your significant other jealous on purpose as pay back!" Maximus finished off the story, to a Sukira whom was red in the face with anger and embarrassment.
"You all disgust me." Sukira finished, and walked away.