Animosity In The Ranks
Chapter 8
After the late lunch was finished you all walked out together, people digging in their pockets for lighters for their cigarettes.
"Does anyone have a lighter?" Zacky asked, when he realized he didn't have his on him.
"Nope," you said as you slipped yours back in your purse.
Zacky just glared at you as he accepted Syn's and lit his cigarette.
"Well ladies I have to get back to work," you said, breaking off in the direction of your work.
"See you tonight?" Jimmy asked.
"Possibly," you said, shooting a glance Zacky's direction.
"I'll keep him under wraps. It wasn't so bad this time around," Matt said hopefully.
"Maybe," you said as you hugged everyone goodbye, skipping over Zacky as usual.
Back at work you let out a sigh as you entered the parlor and threw your bag down behind the front desk, not bothering to stick it out back.
"You some how managed to survive, and not show up covered in his blood," Cares said from her chair.
"Barely," you replied.
"Your next one is here already," Zarin said pointing to an attractive male sitting in one of the waiting room chairs.
"Hello," you said smiling down at the man and extending your hand.
He had white blonde hair that had large chunks of black in it, and it hung slightly in his eyes. He had the snake bite piercings in his lips, along with a hoop in the side of his nose, he even had a few in his ears. He was tall and of muscular build, with a full sleeve tattoo trailing down his left arm, and a cap sleeve peaking out of his right t-shirt sleeve. He had on tight black jeans and a black LeVeL 27 t-shirt on, topped off with studded belt and black chucks. He was to put it bluntly, hot.
"Hello to you too," he said kindly in a thick accent, shaking your offered hand firmly.
"Right this way. What's your name?" you asked as you lead him to your area.
"Kristofer, but most people just call me Kris," he said sitting down.
"Well glad to meet you Kris, this your piece?" you asked holding up the drawing Zarin had thoughtfully placed at your table already.
"That would be it," Kris said.
"It's gorgeous, where did you find it?" you asked looking down at the large crest design, a family crest you were guessing.
"It's a rendition of my family crest that I drew," Kris offered.
"You drew it? I'm impressed. Where are you from?" you asked as you worked on making a transfer of it.
"Originally I'm from Scotland, but I live here now. A few blocks away in fact," Kris said taking off his shirt.
"Well fancy that, so do I," you said as you turned around, transparency in hand.
At the sight of Kris's now half naked body, which happened to be covered in gorgeous tattoos, you faltered a bit in your step and knocked into your small table on wheels. At the loud sound Kris turned around and caught you swearing at your knee and at the table.
"Oh the poor defenseless table doesn't stand a chance," Kris teased.
You stuck your tongue out at him as you righted the table and your equipment on it.
"So where do you want this placed?" you asked holding up the transparency.
"In the middle of my back, up in-between my shoulder blades," he said turning his back to you.
Carefully you washed the spot on his back, cleaning it off with alcohol, before slowly laying the paper design down bit by bit. Once you had it on, and centered, you began to peel it off slowly, checking to make sure the ink lines had stuck and checking for places you would have to fill in with pen. Once it was finished you admired your work.
"Damn I'm good. Wanna check it out and see if you like it?" you asked.
"Lead the way," Kris said standing up.
You grabbed your large hand held mirror and led him to the large glass wall mirror. Turning him so his back was facing the larger mirror you held the hand held one up for him to look into.
"Like?" you asked.
Kris looked into the mirror, moving his back to get a better view. Then he wrapped his hand around yours to position the hand held mirror better. At his touch, your breath caught in your throat. It had been such a long time since you had been single, and it was still a new break, that you didn't know how to react to the attractive, half naked, man in front of you.
"Love it. Let's let the magic begin," he said, a huge grin spreading across his face. -xXx-
As you worked on his piece you chit chatted back and forth, making small talk and getting to know one another better. You found yourself warming up to him more and more, realizing that you had a lot in common oddly enough. It had to be one of the few times you thanked your lucky stars that people loved talking to you, or even that people asked to get tattooed by you. Because if not , this wouldn't have happened. As he continued to compliment your work, as you would pause to show him the progress, you felt your cheeks getting hot.
"So what are doing later tonight?" Kris asked as slipped his shirt back on after you had bandaged it.
"I'm going out with my brother and our friends since they're home," you replied as you discarded the used paper towels and plastic gloves.
"Oh. Well the next time you're not busy I'd love to go somewhere with you, hang out," Kris said, shaking his hair out of his eyes.
"There's no reason you can't come out with us tonight. Matt won't mind," you said, brushing a piece of bang behind your ear.
"Matt your boyfriend?" Kris asked warily.
At his question you cracked up. You started laughing that you had to drop down into your chair so as not to collapse onto the ground. After you regained your composure you looked up and the confused looking Kris.
"No. Matt is my brother," you said, still grinning like a fool.
"Oh," Kris said sheepishly, running a hand through his hair.
"Too cute, too cute," you said standing up and walking with him towards the front desk.
"So here's my address, come by at like 9 and give me a buzz," you said handing him a piece of paper you had scribbled your address on.
"Straight to the point, I like," Kris said grinning as he looked down at your address.
"I'll warn you though, I'm a heavy drinker and partier, and I swear like nothing else," you said as you watched him pay.
"Then we'll get along perfectly," Kris smiled.
"Glad to hear it," you said sticking your hand out for him to shake.
"See you at 9," he said, shaking your once again offered hand.
"You better," you shouted as he exited the parlor, waving as he turned the corner.
As you turned to face the rest of the parlor everyone was staring at you, even including the customers.
"What?" you asked rather loudly.
"Ooo it's gettin hot in here," Zarin broke out from his chair.
"Don't even start guys," you warned.
"Bow chicca wow woww," Ryan said, pelvic thrusting so it looked like he was humping the air.
"Go back to work losers. Who's next?" you asked no one in particular.
"Me," a petite looking girl in a tennis skirt and halter top said softly.
"Come on over to my chair of wonders," you said. -xXx-
When you finally got home, you dropped to your couch in exhaustion, you were pooped and you still had to get ready to go out tonight.
"Why do I agree to do these things?" you asked Minx as you pet him
"Thank god I'm use to having to talk to myself or I'd think I had gone crazy," you said to your cat once again.
Grabbing your mail you walked to the bathroom for a shower as you looked through it. Your eyes came upon a thick envelope with Eric's name on the return address.
"Well that didn't take him long, fucking bastard probably had these written up for a year at least," you growled tossing what you knew to be divorce papers in on your bed.
"Stupid fucking men," you spat as you undressed and hopped into your shower.
Shower finished you got out and tried to figure out what to wear. You decided to keep your black and red bra with your yellow tank top, along with the same jewelry as earlier that day. You kept your holey purple and black striped tights but threw a pair of extremely holey and torn fishnets over them. You dug through your closet and found your red and purple plaid pleated skirt, you thought it perfect since it was mostly red with purple shot through it. Next you threw your white and yellow checkered vans from earlier, followed by a spiked belt and a studded belt with your smaller chains. You blow dried you hair till it was mostly dry, then ran the moose through it like before. This time though you grabbed a chunk on either side of your head and stuck them into messy pig tails, with long hair still hanging down and your bangs brushed off to the side a bit. Pig tails in you placed your head band back on and called it a go.
Downstairs you lit a cigarette while sitting on the couch, happy to be able to smoke in your own house again. As you came to the end of it you heard your buzzer go off next to the door. Walking over you turned the intercom on.
"Hello?" you asked.
"It's me, it's Kris," you heard Kris's voice pour through the intercom.
"I'm buzzin' you in," you replied before turning the intercom off and buzzing the door open.
"Does anyone have a lighter?" Zacky asked, when he realized he didn't have his on him.
"Nope," you said as you slipped yours back in your purse.
Zacky just glared at you as he accepted Syn's and lit his cigarette.
"Well ladies I have to get back to work," you said, breaking off in the direction of your work.
"See you tonight?" Jimmy asked.
"Possibly," you said, shooting a glance Zacky's direction.
"I'll keep him under wraps. It wasn't so bad this time around," Matt said hopefully.
"Maybe," you said as you hugged everyone goodbye, skipping over Zacky as usual.
Back at work you let out a sigh as you entered the parlor and threw your bag down behind the front desk, not bothering to stick it out back.
"You some how managed to survive, and not show up covered in his blood," Cares said from her chair.
"Barely," you replied.
"Your next one is here already," Zarin said pointing to an attractive male sitting in one of the waiting room chairs.
"Hello," you said smiling down at the man and extending your hand.
He had white blonde hair that had large chunks of black in it, and it hung slightly in his eyes. He had the snake bite piercings in his lips, along with a hoop in the side of his nose, he even had a few in his ears. He was tall and of muscular build, with a full sleeve tattoo trailing down his left arm, and a cap sleeve peaking out of his right t-shirt sleeve. He had on tight black jeans and a black LeVeL 27 t-shirt on, topped off with studded belt and black chucks. He was to put it bluntly, hot.
"Hello to you too," he said kindly in a thick accent, shaking your offered hand firmly.
"Right this way. What's your name?" you asked as you lead him to your area.
"Kristofer, but most people just call me Kris," he said sitting down.
"Well glad to meet you Kris, this your piece?" you asked holding up the drawing Zarin had thoughtfully placed at your table already.
"That would be it," Kris said.
"It's gorgeous, where did you find it?" you asked looking down at the large crest design, a family crest you were guessing.
"It's a rendition of my family crest that I drew," Kris offered.
"You drew it? I'm impressed. Where are you from?" you asked as you worked on making a transfer of it.
"Originally I'm from Scotland, but I live here now. A few blocks away in fact," Kris said taking off his shirt.
"Well fancy that, so do I," you said as you turned around, transparency in hand.
At the sight of Kris's now half naked body, which happened to be covered in gorgeous tattoos, you faltered a bit in your step and knocked into your small table on wheels. At the loud sound Kris turned around and caught you swearing at your knee and at the table.
"Oh the poor defenseless table doesn't stand a chance," Kris teased.
You stuck your tongue out at him as you righted the table and your equipment on it.
"So where do you want this placed?" you asked holding up the transparency.
"In the middle of my back, up in-between my shoulder blades," he said turning his back to you.
Carefully you washed the spot on his back, cleaning it off with alcohol, before slowly laying the paper design down bit by bit. Once you had it on, and centered, you began to peel it off slowly, checking to make sure the ink lines had stuck and checking for places you would have to fill in with pen. Once it was finished you admired your work.
"Damn I'm good. Wanna check it out and see if you like it?" you asked.
"Lead the way," Kris said standing up.
You grabbed your large hand held mirror and led him to the large glass wall mirror. Turning him so his back was facing the larger mirror you held the hand held one up for him to look into.
"Like?" you asked.
Kris looked into the mirror, moving his back to get a better view. Then he wrapped his hand around yours to position the hand held mirror better. At his touch, your breath caught in your throat. It had been such a long time since you had been single, and it was still a new break, that you didn't know how to react to the attractive, half naked, man in front of you.
"Love it. Let's let the magic begin," he said, a huge grin spreading across his face. -xXx-
As you worked on his piece you chit chatted back and forth, making small talk and getting to know one another better. You found yourself warming up to him more and more, realizing that you had a lot in common oddly enough. It had to be one of the few times you thanked your lucky stars that people loved talking to you, or even that people asked to get tattooed by you. Because if not , this wouldn't have happened. As he continued to compliment your work, as you would pause to show him the progress, you felt your cheeks getting hot.
"So what are doing later tonight?" Kris asked as slipped his shirt back on after you had bandaged it.
"I'm going out with my brother and our friends since they're home," you replied as you discarded the used paper towels and plastic gloves.
"Oh. Well the next time you're not busy I'd love to go somewhere with you, hang out," Kris said, shaking his hair out of his eyes.
"There's no reason you can't come out with us tonight. Matt won't mind," you said, brushing a piece of bang behind your ear.
"Matt your boyfriend?" Kris asked warily.
At his question you cracked up. You started laughing that you had to drop down into your chair so as not to collapse onto the ground. After you regained your composure you looked up and the confused looking Kris.
"No. Matt is my brother," you said, still grinning like a fool.
"Oh," Kris said sheepishly, running a hand through his hair.
"Too cute, too cute," you said standing up and walking with him towards the front desk.
"So here's my address, come by at like 9 and give me a buzz," you said handing him a piece of paper you had scribbled your address on.
"Straight to the point, I like," Kris said grinning as he looked down at your address.
"I'll warn you though, I'm a heavy drinker and partier, and I swear like nothing else," you said as you watched him pay.
"Then we'll get along perfectly," Kris smiled.
"Glad to hear it," you said sticking your hand out for him to shake.
"See you at 9," he said, shaking your once again offered hand.
"You better," you shouted as he exited the parlor, waving as he turned the corner.
As you turned to face the rest of the parlor everyone was staring at you, even including the customers.
"What?" you asked rather loudly.
"Ooo it's gettin hot in here," Zarin broke out from his chair.
"Don't even start guys," you warned.
"Bow chicca wow woww," Ryan said, pelvic thrusting so it looked like he was humping the air.
"Go back to work losers. Who's next?" you asked no one in particular.
"Me," a petite looking girl in a tennis skirt and halter top said softly.
"Come on over to my chair of wonders," you said. -xXx-
When you finally got home, you dropped to your couch in exhaustion, you were pooped and you still had to get ready to go out tonight.
"Why do I agree to do these things?" you asked Minx as you pet him
"Thank god I'm use to having to talk to myself or I'd think I had gone crazy," you said to your cat once again.
Grabbing your mail you walked to the bathroom for a shower as you looked through it. Your eyes came upon a thick envelope with Eric's name on the return address.
"Well that didn't take him long, fucking bastard probably had these written up for a year at least," you growled tossing what you knew to be divorce papers in on your bed.
"Stupid fucking men," you spat as you undressed and hopped into your shower.
Shower finished you got out and tried to figure out what to wear. You decided to keep your black and red bra with your yellow tank top, along with the same jewelry as earlier that day. You kept your holey purple and black striped tights but threw a pair of extremely holey and torn fishnets over them. You dug through your closet and found your red and purple plaid pleated skirt, you thought it perfect since it was mostly red with purple shot through it. Next you threw your white and yellow checkered vans from earlier, followed by a spiked belt and a studded belt with your smaller chains. You blow dried you hair till it was mostly dry, then ran the moose through it like before. This time though you grabbed a chunk on either side of your head and stuck them into messy pig tails, with long hair still hanging down and your bangs brushed off to the side a bit. Pig tails in you placed your head band back on and called it a go.
Downstairs you lit a cigarette while sitting on the couch, happy to be able to smoke in your own house again. As you came to the end of it you heard your buzzer go off next to the door. Walking over you turned the intercom on.
"Hello?" you asked.
"It's me, it's Kris," you heard Kris's voice pour through the intercom.
"I'm buzzin' you in," you replied before turning the intercom off and buzzing the door open.
Out of all the fanfics this is the one I've read through 3 times through all 108 chapters. This is one of the best Zacky fics I've read and I still hope it'll be continued one day ; v; a very good read for any Zacky fan.
5/3/18