Fan Fiction ❯ The quick and the dead ❯ They meet ( Chapter 3 )

Authors note: here's the next chapter I hope you like send plenty reveiws

 

 

Kennonomoi walked down a corridor slightly grimacing at the pain in her slashed palm.

 

“Maybe I shouldn't have done that,” she said to herself dryly.

 

Her blood still flowed freely leaving a trail in its wake. Kennonomoi sighed.

 

“I agree, but the question is why you caused such harm to yourself”

 

Without a second thought the youngest Espada removed her blades from her pocket and threw them at the person who dared sneak up on her. When she didn't hear a body hit the floor Kennonomoi truly looked upon her current `victim'. What she saw made the cynical young lady raise an eyebrow and frown in displeasure. Standing in front of her was a white man with long dark hair and a beard. Clothed in all black he looked like what Shakespeare's version of the mafia or at least that's what the young African American thought.

 

“You have very good aim my lady,” he said almost absently eyeing the blades that were trapped in his grasp.

 

One of the weapons was positioned just centimeters from his reproductive organs while the other had actually nicked his throat. Needless to say had the ranger hadn't been trained by the elves he would most likely be bleeding to death right now. Aragorn was impressed. The girl however only snorted and retrieved her weapons.

 

“What are you talking about, I missed”

 

The ranger eyed the strange woman before him. Her thick black mane was pulled away from her still round childlike face. Her deep chocolate skin gleamed golden even as her blood began to coat it. The eyes of this stranger were a demonic orange that held him in place where he stood. She was indeed quite beautiful but there was harshness to her beauty that the Dunedain did not understand.

 

“I am strider”

 

Kennonomoi stared at him.

 

“Bee”

 

The ranger frowned, “What kind of name is Bee”

 

“What kind of name is Strider” the female retorted scathingly.

 

Aragorn inclined his head in defeat.

 

“Forgive me I meant no offense” he said slowly.

 

“Well offense was taken”

 

Again the ranger inclined his head but did not look away from Kennonomoi's eyes.

 

“Then let me offer to tend your wound in exchange for my insult”

 

“I could kill you, you know”

 

“Then I will have to be on my guard”

 

Kennonomoi was pleasantly surprised at the sincerity in the man's voice. So not all the people in the middle earth were egotistical pussies. Though Espada secretly knew this man was really Aragorn son of Arathorn heir of Isildur she still didn't know the man behind the title. Cracking a smirk Kennonomoi put away her metal fans.

 

“You do that,” she said.

 

Aragorn smirked back and led her to one of the rooms. Inside there was a sort of examination table that Kennonomoi hopped onto while Aragorn retrieved a pair of tweezers and role of gauze. When Aragorn approached her with a slight hesitation Kennonomoi fought back the urge to roll her eyes heavenward.

 

“What”?

 

“I have to remove any shards that might have become imbedded in your hand,” the ranger said.

 

“Let me guess, this might sting just a little bit” she drawled

 

Aragorn merely nodded. At this Kennonomoi did roll her eyes. Promptly she extended her injured hand in silent consent. The ranger watched her face carefully as he did his best to heal her without causing too much pain. Every now and then the young woman would wince but otherwise she remained still.

 

“Will you not tell me who you really are Bee”?

 

“I don't get personal on the first date” Kennonomoi said cheekily

 

Chuckling Aragorn continued his work.

 

“Forgive me but what is this date you speak of” he asked in true curiosity

 

“Uh, its another term for-” she paused dramatically “courting”

 

Aragorn nearly chocked in surprise. He turned his wide-eyed gaze his patient. A smirk was firmly implanted on her face and her eyes taunted him mercilessly for his actual belief that she wasn't joking.

 

“You should have seen” Kennonomoi gasped “the look on your face”

 

Aragorn glared at his patient for a moment before just shaking his head in exasperation. He wrapped the gauze around her now cleaned wound and continued to speak to her in soft tones.

 

“At least tell me why you sliced your palm”

 

Kennonomoi fought the urge to look away when the ranger looked up into her eyes. His gray eyes bore into her orange ones almost demandingly. Espada stared back as best as she could without blushing in embarrassment. She would not be intimidated by this half-wit king lump nuts.

 

“It was a spare of the moment thing,” she stated dryly

 

Aragorn sighed, “Well I suggest you not do it again”.

 

“No fuck'n duh”, “What are you now, my father”?

 

Aragorn frowned disapprovingly and finished wrapping the bandage around her hand before standing. Bee tested her injured hand before smirking her thanks to the ranger. She hopped off her perch and tried to walk passed him. Tried, being the operative word. The Dunedain easily blocked her path in order to better become more acquainted with this dark skinned stranger.

 

“Excuse me Strider but if you don't move I will kick you so hard that you will lose any hope of having children”.

 

The calm almost amused tone nearly shocked Aragorn into doing as she requested but the future king of Gondor steeled his resolve. He gazed upon Kennonomoi gently trying to get the arrant female to not fulfill her casually worded threat.

 

“Again I mean no offense Bee, but I am a curious man and though I can see you can take perfectly good care of yourself I can't help but wonder”

 

Kennonomoi faltered under Aragorn's blunt but truthful words. If there was anything the young street brawler respected it was a no cutting corners honesty of one's intention. And that was all the would be king had done ever since he spoke to her. He didn't try to pity, manipulate, or force her to do anything. And for that he had earned Kennonomoi's respect and get out of an ass whooping free card.

 

“Come on lets go to my room I'm only gonna say this shit once”

 

“Do you promise to behave” the ranger teased to lighten the mood

 

Kennonomoi smirked, “Now where's the fun in that”.