Episode One: "Genetics"

[Toshiro]

Edward Knight
Heathrow Airport, London

The bustling airport crowds, they where so much joy that the youth didn't know how to contain himself. The youth stared around, looking at the people in the queue before and after him. The board above the desk ahead read out "American Airlines. Flight 9087. Washington, DC". It was going to be the first time he'd gone to the states, and to make matters worse, eh was going there for two years on an international scholarship.


Sighing aloud, he ran a hand though his scruffy light brown hair, the tint of red to it was fading from when he had dyed it for a party. Turning around in the queue, he was getting abit angsty, his comrade hadn't returned yet, and they where nearing the front of the line. Dragging the suitcases was getting annoying and tedious as it was with his, now with another suitcase and bag to lug was getting even more so.

A crack of his neck rung in his ears, and the bustling feet on the laminate flooring was getting annoying to him. But it also hid the approach of some one behind him. A grin was on the approaches face, one like that of a cheesier cat.

Cold hands clasped over his eyes, a grin spreading across his lips as he then turned around, the arms slipping to rest on his shoulders as he looked to his comrade before him.

"You?re late." He mused, and the female before pouted playfully before slinking under the guide ropes to stand beside him. "We're nearly up anyway." He passed the female her goods, and she took them with grace.

"Well, it's just a bad habit which you passed on to me." She grinned; it was her turn to act playfully with words now. The pair just smiled at that, and then their hands interlaced as they became the next ones in the queue to be served. Some of the people boarding looked suspect, or at least to him they did.

He had been nervous about flying for most of his life, which was further solidified by the attacks a few years ago. It was only though the females talking and worming, and the love making, that he had agreed to actually do the scholarship along with her.

"Next!" The attendant at the desk was a contactors mare in his head, and the pair shuffled over to her. He placed his passport and ticket down, and the girl followed suit. The attendant took both, opened, checked them, and then motioned for the suitcases to be put on the belt. Tags where placed firmly on their belongings, and she smiled at them a distained smile. "Enjoy your flight." The words where spoken with an almost venomous tone before the pair scuttled off hurriedly.

"Geez, what was stuck up her ass?" The male asked as he tucked his passport in to his back combat pockets. He wasn't exactly a jock looking bloke, thou neither did he look like a book worm. Just one of those people that could fall under normality.

He had scruffy brown hair, which he oftened liked to dye a red tint to; he loved to wear combat style clothing. Combat trousers seemed to befit his entire wardrobe along with various t-shirts with computer slogan's, wrestlers, or just strange designs on it. At that day, he was wearing a pair of blue and white combats, topped with a red shirt with a wrestler named "Rebinator" on it along with the bloke?s wife/manager.

"Well, at least we're though that part, we can enjoy the wait for our flight in one of the waiting rooms if ya want, Ed, or we can go grab a bite to eat or drink?" The young lady perked up as she stared around at the duty free area. She was akin to him, not slim, not bulky, but just right in his eyes. She had cascading light brown hair which came to just below her shoulder blades, and often worn in a pony tail. Her clothing was typically random, if it was clean, and matched her mood for the day, she wore it. Today was a nice blue top the man named Ed had brought her; this was topped off with a pair of dark blue jeans.

"Yeah, true point. Which do you wanan do, Rach?" He grinned at her as he spotted a few toilet stations near by. She gave him a playful smack before leading him off to one of the departure lounges.

"You?re terrible you are." She mused as she then pushed him on to one of the chairs, then parked her self happily on his lap, their bags in the chair beside them.

"Only around you, babe." The amusement was passed back at her, and the pair kissed gently before relaxing in to each others embrace before the flight.




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