"Nope not until you tell me." She said not moving.

(( lol its all good ))

The dress she was wearing was to revealing for him and he covered his eyes with his hands. "Get off me right now before...before I have to shoot you off!" his threats where true but he had no intention of hitting her dead center with a bullet.


((I guess I could be krystal. -wears dress- It's a bit tight))

She pinned his hands so he wouldn't be able to shoot her. "Tell me IQ." She said determined.

(( LOL looks good on you ))

He shut his eyes tightly as possible so he could keep his emotions and mind set in check. "Please get off and put on something else first!" he said referring to her dress. "I won't shoot you promise just please change your clothes!" he asked begging.

((Well my character looked a bit girly.))

"Yeah 'cuz i have a change of cloths." She said rolling her eyes. "All you have to do is tell me and I'll let you go."

(( lol nah... ok maybe a little lol ))

"Maybe I don't want you to let me go." he whispered under his breath. He didnt look at her and kept himself defiant.

((Ow my pride T-T))

She had a look of confusion. "What do you mean?" She asked.

(( lol i ish joking he looks manly ))

"Forget it you got your answer. Now release my wrist and get off of me." he told her while keeping his face turned.

((To late my half man pride. I may be wearing a dress but I am still half a man.))

"No tell me." She said now completely serous and determined to get to the bottom of this.

(( LOL you just need some boobs. ))

With the strength in his lower legs he flipped her upside down and ended up being on top of her. Taking on of his guns out he pointed at her but seemed to waver and hesistant in his intention. "Something are better left unanswered." he told her putting the firearm back in the holster.

((-stuffs chest with pillows-))

She sighed, "What are you afraid of?" She asked slightly glaring at him.

(( lol you'll need this too *hands you a wig* ))

The glare pierced him to the very core of his soul so much show for a brief instant that it show clearly in his eyes on his face. "I'm..I'm not afraid." he told her wavering in his response as he stood over her.

((Uh I think my hair is girly enough))

"Then why cant you just answer me?" She asked sitting up.

"Because the emotion is wrong! It would be a betrayal to you and to myself if for a single second told you...anything." he had never raised his voice and kept himself calm as possible. Whatever he was or became of late he no longer wanted to show or allow it to reveal itself.

"Fine!" she said standing up. "dont tell me what your really thinking or feeling I guess you just dont trust me enough!"