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Unexpected (H8 and Akio)

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Hate burns like a raging fire

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Saturday night had finally come for Amber. Night her and her friends had planned to go out to the bar. 


Which Amber had been looking forward to all week. Work was stressful for her. 


She needed time to just relax and unwind with her friends. 


Throwing her keys on the table by the door as she walks into her apartment. 


Her eyes looking up to the clock that hung just on the wall to the right. 


Seven o'clock had come faster then she thought that it would. 


Sighing as she heads up to her room and take a quick shower and get ready for the night. 


Jumping in the shower as Shinedown plays on the radio in her bathroom. 


Singing a long to the music, as she showered. 


It didn't take her long to get done. 


Stepping out of the shower, she dries off wrapping the towel around her body. 


Doing her hair, perfectly showing off the side of her head. 


Once down with her hair and make-up, not enough to cover up her soft features. 


Stepping out of the bathroom, padding down the hallway to her room. 


Walking into her room, looking over what she had to wear for the night. 


Wanting to look nice, but it was just a bar. 


There really wasn't a reason for Amber to get all dressed up. 


But if she didn't her friends would be on her back. 

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Finally getting ready as she slipped her shoes on. Walking back out her cell phone went off. 


Picking it up off the table where it laid by her keys. 


Looking down at the phone, sighing. Her good friend Abby was giving her a call. 


No doubt seeing where she was. Pressing the green button on her phone. Placing it to her ear as she picked up her purse ready to step out the door. 


"Amber! Where the hell are you?" Abby's voice rang across the line. 


Laughing to herself, "I'm just stepping out the door. I will be there soon." 


The noise of the bar could be heard in the background. 


"Good!! See you soon Amber!" 


Laughing into the phone, "Alright." 


Hanging up the phone as she walked out the the door, locking up her place. 


 


Getting into her car, she heads over to the bar. Her music pumping out of the speakers of her car. 


The streets were busy but not to the point that they were bumper to bumper. 


She had known her friends since they were all in high school. 


They had become close and did everything together, you saw one then you would see the others. 


They had been through thick and thin with one another. 


Forever to be friends with one another. 


 


Pulling into the parking lot of the bar. It was almost packed tonight.


Thank god she didn't wait to long to get here. 


Getting out of her car, she makes her way into the bar. 


Opening the door, the moment that she stepped through her friends spotted her. 


"Amber!!!" They all cheered when they saw her. 


Turning to her friends, making her way through the crowd of people. 


It was a little stuffy in the bar, the closer that she got. 


She spilled off her jacket putting it on a chair. 


 Showing off most of her tattoo's, her friends never thought any different of her. 


Her swim suit like top showed them off nicely. 


No would could see the ones on her legs or the ones that reached around her feet. 


"Hey girls!"


They passed her a beer, "You need to catch up." 


She laughs taking a pull from her beer. 


They sat and talked as they waited for the live music to start. 

 

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Preparing to go on stage that night, Mark practiced his guitar backstage.


Mark was tall, standing at 6'4, and had deep blue dreamy eye's


 even though he had a booming baritone voice, he was a singer, able to sing much higher.


Mark was a stage performer, playing at bars, restaurants, and the occasional park stage.


he was well known throughout the area, mostly among the woman who were crazy over them


all his life, Mark had been immersed in music


as a child, his parents drowned him in instruments. name any string instrument and he could play it.


guitar, violin, cello, bass, he could play them all.


after getting a doctorate in musical composition and musical performance, it was hard for him to find a job.


after searching for some time, he decided to do his own thing.


life was tough, him having to play and travel everywhere he could, but he loved every second of it.


tonight, he was sleeping on the couch at his buddies house.


when your traveling across the country, you dont always get a luxury hotel


after practicing for a about an hour, Mark decided to get out of the backstage and get a drink from the bar to calm his nerves.


usaly a few shots of whisky or vodka did the trick, and since he was playing it was on the house.


He was wearing a black tattered leather jacket with a pair of ripped jeans.


his white converse were calm on the bars wooden floor.


he reached the bar and ordered his drink.


maybe someone might notice him, or he might bump into someone that had never heard his music.


since he had about an hour before he went on stage, only time could tell.
 
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Amber smiled at the girls. It was so nice to actually relax now. 


No worries about work tomorrow. Just letting lose tonight and having a great time. 


"Amber, we need more drinks.* 


Shaking her head with smile. 


"I bet you all do." 


Knowing that they are wanting her to go and get the drinks. 


She was the one that could actually walk better then they could. 


And her friends happened to see a guy at the bar. 


They always tried to get her to get a boyfriend. 


But she was to busy she worried that she wouldn't be able to give him all her needed. 


Standing up from the table, she gets spanked in the butt. 


Laughing, "Ok girls I'm going." 


Making her way to the bar.


Once at the bar, by accident she get pushed into Mark. 


"Oh I'm so very sorry." Smiling at him. 


Moving to the spot next to him ordering 4 beers. 

 
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After Aron ordered his drink, Someone bumped into him.


After hearing a voice beside him, he turned to see a gorgeous woman, the like's of witch he had never seen.


"oh, its quite alright" he said.


after seeing her order some drinks, he decided to make a move


"hey bartender, put her drinks on my tab".


Aron wanted to know who this girl was.


she clearly didn't know who he was, and he was surprised.


not angry, or confused, but surprised.


normally people who knew his music would come to one of his gigs, but this was the first time he had met someone who came and did not know who he was.


he looked over to the group of friends that he assumed he was buying the drinks for.


he saw a group of pretty girls, giggling and waving at him.


he giggled himself and looked back at the woman that was sitting beside him. 


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Turning to see who had spoken to her, smiling at the man. He was a very handsome man. 


One that she would love to talk with more. 


She wasn't one to actually talk some of the guys that came to a bar. 


Some only brought trouble and she didn't want any trouble. 


But he didn't seem like the type of guy to be trouble. 


Nodding to him, as her ordered. 


When he said to put it on his tap. It shocked her that he would do that. 


But it was sweet of him to do anyways. 


The bartender nodded and smiled as he got the beers ready. 


Turning to smile at him. 


"Thank you. That is very kind of you to do." 


The bartender placed the beers in front of her. 


Looking at the beers in front of her, she didn't want to leave just yet. 


"I'm Amber." Holding out her hand to him. 


"I don't think I have seen you here before. Is this your first time here?" 


 

 

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Aron took her hand.


her skin was soft and smooth, and her hands were small and fragile


compared to his large, rough hands that toughened by years of string playing.


bringing her hand to his face, Aron kissed it gently, it brushing against his thick beard.


He was a true gentlemen.


"pleased to meet you miss" he said, lowering her hand and looking into her eyes.


They were a light blue with grey speckles, a contrast to his bright blue eyes.


"Im Aron"


he then got to answering her question 


 "ive been here many times. this is were i usually go when i need to let out some stress and be myself"


he said, taking a sip of his whisky that he just ordered,


the drink burning in his throat.


"may i ask what brings you out tonight? i dont think ive seen you around here either"

 

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Smiling as he took her hand. Feeling how rough and strong they were. 


What ever he did in his life he worked hard at it. 


A soft blush crossed her cheeks as he kissed her hand. 


His lips were strong but soft. 


No man had ever done that to her before. 


He was impressing her at every turn that they turned. 


His beard tickling the top of her hand. 


Her eye, never leaving him as he brought her hand down from his lips. 


Her eyes locking with his as they shinned bright. 


"Its a pleasure to meet you Aron. But please call me Amber." 


Her hand still in his. Not that she remembered that it was there. 


He had so caught up in the moment, his eyes were something that she could stare into all day. 


Smiling softly, "I can understand that. I come here ever so often. But tonight I really needed to relax after the week that I had." 


She didn't want to bore him with the stress of her day. 


"Some of me and my friends came here tonight." 


Just remembering that she had to get them their drinks. 


But she didn't want to stop talking to Aron. 


Just when the thought entered her mind her friend April came over. 


"Amber, let me takes these back." 


Smiling at Aron, as she giggles. 


Amber smiles at April, "Thank you April." 


She nods headings back to the table. 


Amber laughs, "I think my friends just dumped me." 


Smiling at Aron, "I think you might be stuck with me for a little while." 


Her friends cheered from the table. "Go Amber!" They giggled and waved once again. 


Amber blushed at their words. 


 

 
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Aron was getting a closer look at amber.


Her hair was a dyed white, nicely brushed, and very long.


She had the same undercut as him


She was short, as he was about a foot taller than her


And she was lean, but still took a pear shape


She had a gorgous body


he took a look at her outfit


It was a mix of sexiness but subtlety 


not being too flashy, but still getting your attention


however what really caught his eye were her tattoos


barely covered by here revealing top


Amber almost had as much as him


he always liked woman with a sense of style


Looking over, he saw the group of friends she was referring too


some of them looked cute, but no where close to amber


They all were looking at the two of them and giggling


Like they wanted something to happen


and if they keep talking, who knows?


maybe something will


He noticed that one of them rose from their seats and walked over


She took the beers and went back to the table


looks like they wanted them to keep talking


Aron giggled at amber's comments


"Dont worry, i have time"


He looked at his watch


still 30 minuets left until stage time


He then  heard the cheers from her table


he payed no attention, not wanting to embarrass amber


"So, tell me a bit more about yourself amber"


Aron took another sip of whiskey


"Where do you work? what are your hobbies"


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When she looked at Aron, he was handsome. Though she had to look up more then she did with more other guys. 


He was tall and she loved that. It was made perfect for cuddling. 


Though she knew that she shouldn't be thinking about him like that at this moment. 


They had just met each other and he may not even be the type to want to cuddle. 


Most guys didn't want to why would he be any different? 


But there was something different about him. 


He was paying attention to her and seemed to ignore any and all that were around them. 


That is something that she really liked. She felt like the only girl in the world. 


Not just some girl to talk to and get what you want and leave. 


No, there was something very different about the man before her. 


And she would love to find out just what was different about him then other men. 


Smiling sweetly at him, "You're very kind Aron." She couldn't help but feel giddy about his words. 


He wasn't going to push her away and talk to some other girl. 


Taking a drink of her beer, her fingers absently traced on his hand. 


Not that she was aware as to what she was doing. 


Smiling, that he wanted to know about her. 


He seemed like he really wanted to know. 


"Well, I work at a Drop of Ink, which is a tattoo parlor." Looking down at her tattoos with a laugh. 


"You can say that I have a love for them. And working there was really the only place that would hire me." 


Not that she minded that though. It was something that she enjoyed well most of the time anyways. 


Flickering her eyes back up to his. 


"My hobbies? Lets see." Reaching up she taps her lips softly. 


She didn't have a lot of time to actually do anything other then work. 


"I enjoy drawing, its one of my passions I guess you can say. I love music and singing." 


She had to sound like one the most lamest people in the world. 


Maybe Aron wouldn't think that about her. 


"What about you Aron. What are your hobbies?" 


Smiling up at him as she drinks her beer. 


 

 
Aron blushed at her words. He hadn't dated in a while, and it was nice to hear some compliments. He was sure to serenade her plenty during his performance. When she got to telling him about her job, he listened intently, looking into her eyes and stroking his beard. He lit up when she said tattoo parlor, giving her a warm smile "looks like I better come down for a vist sometime". After all, you can't have too many tattoos. "That's great that your job is something you love to do". Then came her hobbies. He was surprised that she was into music and art, as the two are not common together. Wanting to surprise her with his act, he didn't want to give too much away at once. "Im actually a manga artist in my spare time. Although they arnt doing really well, im currently working on a series" he then took a stroke if his beard, a sip of his glass and looked at his watch. It was almost time, and he had to wrap things up quickly. Although he would let her give a farewell before he went back stage.


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When he blushed she couldn't help but smile sweetly at him. She actually liked when a man blushed. It showed that he wasn't a type to be over manly. 


And she had to many in the past that thought they were a mans man. 


A mans man to her was standing right in front of her. That thought made her smile just a little bit more. 


Wishing that she could stroke his beard, but she kept that to herself. Not wanting him to think that she is some kind of strange person. 


A bright smile spread across her lips, "I would love it if you dropped by. I will make sure that you are taken good care of." 


She was excited just at the thought of him dropping by the shop. Be it to see her or get another tattoo. 


She would have to work on something special for him. Well if he wanted her to. 


Taking a long pull from her beer, her hand coming to stop on his forearm. 


It was a sweet gesture on her part. One that she didn't know she was doing. 


Noticing that he was kind of looking at his watch. Not that she wanted to say good bye. But she wouldn't keep him from anything that he needed to do. 


Smiling, "I hope I'm not keeping you from anything Aron."

 

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