A Frosty for a Quincy (P/Liam)

Everything ached. His legs, his arms, his chest. Even his teeth somehow caused him pain! But it was a good pain. A pain he could be proud of. He was steadily improving under That Man's hellish training. Already he had gained expertise in his clan's stepping technique. As well as some practice with the defensive technique known as Blut.

So impressive was his progress, that Liam's caretaker decided to give him a brief respite from his training. A few hours of a break for him to rest and stretch his legs in the city above. But he was under explicit instructions not to fight unless absolutely necessary. Of course that kind of order was one Liam could get behind. He had little issue with using the small bit of free time he had for his own enjoyment.

His stomach then let out a loud rumble, reminding Liam that he had not eaten for quite some time now. It was high time he grab himself some delicious sustenance that was not swiftly followed by extreme pain and training. If there was one thing he enjoyed about living in Japan aside from the abundance of anime compared to Ireland was the food. There was simply such a large selection of great food here.

"Gyoza it is then." He said to himself, ready to set off in his epic quest for mighty food until a certain sight caught his eye. Blond hair was rather uncommon in Japan after all. It would be hard not to notice someone with that hair even in a crowd.

The fact that the owner of said hair happened to be rather striking helped catch his eye. But it seemed that the poor woman was accosted by the bane that many members of the fairer sex suffer from. The dreaded high heels!

Being the occasionally charitable soul he is, Liam sprang into action. Moving towards the woman as she began to stumble, he would reach out with a hand in an attempt to steady her. But, unfortunatly for Liam. Due to his recent training, his arms currently had the strength and toughness of some rather wet noodles. "Are you alright the-NYEH!" So instead of steadying the woman. He ended up being dragged down to the ground with her.

This was hardly the ideal situation Liam could have found himself in. I mean, sure he would have enjoyed the experience of being on top of a rather attractive girl at any other time. But the simple fact that they were currently lying on a dirty street and surrounded by a now growing crowd was a bit different from how Liam fantasized it. Hell, he didnt even know the girl's name and he was already seeing her half undressed.

Bad form Liam. You should at least buy a girl dinner before you start taking her clothes off. And if you wont learn her name, at least introduce yourself or something.

For a moment, he simply hung there above Fryst. Not quite sure what it was he should do in such a situation. The girl below him would see a look of horror slowly dawn on his face as if fully hit him where he was right now.

With a yelp, he scrambled off Fryst in a panic. A bright blush visible on his face. "OhgodImsosorry." He blunted out, rising to his feet and wasted no time extending a hand to help the girl to her feet. "Are you alright?" He asked, a note of concern entering his voice, brushing past his embarrassment. "You took a nasty fall there."

"Oh yeah sure." Liam replied as the girl asked him to fetch her purse from where it had fallen. Bending over he scooped it up into his hands. Only to jerk upwards as he felt a short burst of Reitsu at close range. A Reitsu that felt like a Hollow's. But a the same time not.

It was different from Beatrice's own Reitsu, nowhere near as wild and erratic. Whipping his head around, Liam attempted to hone in on the source of the mysterious power. Only to find nothing.

Dismissing the momentary flash as nothing more than his own paranoia. Liam handed the purse back over to the woman. Returning her smile with one of his own. "Again, sorry about that. Sorta lost my balance there." Granted the only reason he lost his balance was because he was simply so weak from his intensive sparring what That Man. Had he been in top form, a girl as light looking as the one in front of him would be no issue for him to catch.

As the girl thanked him and walked away, Liam waved her off before his eyes caught a peculiar sight. The same broken heel that has caused the whole kerfuffle lying right there on the pavement in front of him. His eyes flicked to the girl, her heels and then to the broken attachment on the ground. "Interesting." He mused to himself, losing his usual calm smile in the face of something much more stoic and cold. Picking up the broken heel and hiding it away in his pocket, he strode his way to Fryst's side as the girl was coincidentally heading to the same restaurant he had his eyes on.

"Sorry, But couldn't help but notice you mentioned food there." He spoke up again from her side, his face now back to an easy smile as he attempted to converse with the pretty foreign girl. He jerked his head towards the restaurant. "I still feel bad about knocking you over in public. Mind if I buy you lunch as a way of apology?"

Liam blushed deeply as Fryst began her light teasing of his apparently weak physique."Something like that. I hasn't been the best week for me. So I'm not in top form."

"Damn you Old Man." He cursed inwardly. If not for the hellish training he was forced to endure, he would have been in peak condition. Easily capable of catching Fryst and no doubt looking rather dashing in the process.

At least that would be how Liam would picture himself. Chances are Fryst would react differently to Liam's imagination portrayed. But lets just let the poor hormone-addled boy dream for now.


"The name's Liam by the way." He continued, figuring it was only polite for him to introduce himself to the girl he practically pinned to the floor only a few minutes ago. The sheer length of time it went from him seeing her underwear to finally giving her his name was nothing more than scandalous. Liam was no doubt a rogue of the highest order for such dastardly behavior.

"Mind if I get your name?" Spontaneous creation of heels aside. Liam was still rather intrigued by Fryst's presence. She looked to be only slightly older than himself. But her manner and ease of the language hardly suggested she was a tourist of some sort. Perhaps she was a student at a nearby university. Granted Liam was still new to the country and was largely unfamiliar with the area. So maybe he was wrong on that part as well.

"Fryst huh? Never heard of a name like that before. Is it Scandinavian or something?" Considering the girl's height and blonde hair, it wouldn't be unreasonable to guess the girl's origins. Probably came from Denmark or the Netherlands.

When asked why he was here in Japan specifically, his face fell for a moment. "I'm here with my... He paused, as if searching for the correct word to use when describing That Man. There was no way he would ever admit out loud his blood relation to him. No matter how small the chances of That Man hearing him admit was. "..Caretaker, because of his work. So I'll be staying in Japan until I graduate." He finished, now staring into his drink, slowly stirring the darkly coloured cola with his straw. Talking about the Old Man always put him in something of a foul mood.

"But enough about me." He continued, placing a somewhat strained looking smile on his face as he pulled away from his morose stirring of his drink to face Fryst fully. "What brings you here? College? Work?" For a moment his eyes flickered into something slightly colder, and his smile became ever so slightly strained. "Or is it the food?"

He'd rest his face in his palm if it would not give the game away. Instead his face was a mask of understanding as he nodded along with Fryst. Seriously, the girl could have used a better phrase other than magic portal. That combined with both the hollow reitsu and the replacement heel pretty much told Liam all he wanted to know about this girl.

"Yeah. No need to think about the past that much." He replied, his forced smile returning to a much more natural one as his body relaxed. Whatever this woman is, she didn't feel like a threat. Hollow reitsu or not, Liam couldn't pick up a single ounce of hostile intent from her.

"I'm only sixteen. Still a student here." He answered back, taking another sip of his drink as he took a moment to study Fryst. On the surface it would look as if he was trying to gauge her own age in response to her own question. In actuality he was reaching out with his spiritual senses, his own reitsu leaking out only slightly. "I know its rude to ask a lady her age, so I wont ask something like that." He joked, leaning back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. "So instead I'll just ask what it is you do around here? College? Work?"

Sure this woman might be a threat to everyone in the restaurant they were in. But that didn't mean he couldn't have a small bit of banter with her.

"Dancer huh? Cool." Liam commented. It was certainly not a choice of career he heard many people aspiring to. But it was a worthwhile goal all the same. But her comment on her age certainly had him raising an eyebrow. "Not going to comment on that age sentence." He joked, giving Fryst a light chuckle. "I know a trap when I see one."

He didnt comment on the second burst of Hollow Reitsu he felt. But it was the final piece of evidence he needed in order to confirm his suspicion. This woman was no doubt using Hollow Reitsu. And it was not the mix of Hollow and Human he had come to know. He could not feel a single shred of human power in that last burst.

But despite that, he did not panic. For some reason he could not describe. Liam felt that Fryst was telling him the truth when she told him of her goals and reason for being here.

For the first time in his life, Liam was able to meet a Hollow that seemed to like spending time among humanity.

It was when Fryst joked about Liam tricking her into a date did Liam decide to have a spot of fun. With a dramatic gasp, he leaned back in his chair. Both his hands over his heart as he had been shot. "Curses!" He spoke injecting as much false scorn as he could into his voice. "You have seen through my dastardly plan!" Even as he said this, he let out a faux villainous chuckle. "But you see it is too late! You have already fallen into my trap of a date. So now all that remains of my plan is to gain your number and ask you out once again!"

"But of course." Liam triumphantly exclaimed. Stilling playing his part of a card carrying villain. "Beautiful women always fall into a villain's trap. Didn't you know that?" Letting off another faux cackle, Liam finally decided to drop his charade. His secondary objective had been achieved! A pretty older woman wanted to go on a date with him! If not for the strange Reiatsu, he'd consider this day to be an overwhelmingly good one.

Picking up a napkin, he scrawled his number and his full name on it before passing it to Fryst. Only to receive a text moments later. Excellent, now that he had all he needed, all that was left was to plan. Taking a small bite of his own food, Liam enjoy his meal with Fryst in a comfortable silence for a few moments before speaking up again.

"Is there anywhere in particular you want to go? Or do I get to plan everything?" He asked her, finishing off the last of his drink. He certainly hoped that Fryst would give him some hints. All he knew so far was that she enjoyed dancing a great deal. While he could probably come up with something related to that, there was only so much he could plan.

A picnic huh? Well it was certainly quaint. Plus it saved them having to go to a club or something like that. While he would probably go if Fryst had asked, Liam would rather stay out of nightclubs if he could avoid it. The loud music was just irritating white noise to him. It was simply too cramped and hot for his liking. A picnic under the open air was much more preferable.

Plus it would give him a chance to cook for Fryst. So that was always a plus, if there was one thing Liam enjoyed, it was cooking. And he considered himself pretty good at it. Good enough to hopefully pass Fryst's little "test".

"A picnic sounds perfect." He nodded, agreeing with Fryst. Compared to anything else he could come up with, a picnic sounded great. "And don't worry. I know my way around the kitchen." For a moment he paused, before picking up the conversation again. "Do you have any preferences or alergies I should know of?" After all, if he was going to be cooking for her, he should at least know what she likes.

A part of his mind thought that he was going a bit too far. Hadnt he originally offered to buy her lunch out of suspicion? Yet it had somehow snowballed into a date. A more cautious man would quit while they were ahead. But Liam had no intention of doing that. He was the kind of guy who went with the flow.

Plus there was still the complete lack of any hostile intent from the woman in front of him. But even so, Liam had to be completely sure.