Mercy On My Soul

"Doh. You're right. My Bad. I dunno what I was thinking... I must of... Yeah..." Back at the office, Clyde probably way too uptight on focused on being his vision of perfect for Mercy that he failed to listen to everything he said. Now he felt dumb, but he supposed there was nothing he could do except try and be normal like she asked and try less hard. He lowered his head and sighed when he heard Mercy turn up the volume on her music, he goofed up. "Real smooth, cowboy." He told himself.

His mood perked up though when she seemed to be back in better spirits with him, her smile making him smile as well. "Heh. Ain't gon' bother me!" Clyde told her without a care before he saw her offer her hand to him. His face turned a little red but he was quick to take her hand like he wanted to earlier and boy did it feel beyond great as he held her hand and let her guide him from the cab towards the shopping district.

He silently hoped that maybe she had gotten comfy and was going to let them stay more comfortable but she let go of him soon enough, he was fine with that, he was probably a lot happier than she realized. He grinned at her teasing words at looked at her for a sec before cupping his chin and getting lost in thought like a thinking detective.

"Hmm. Well that don't sound so bad, but you know Ms. Wrenn... I'm actually kinda interested to see what you'd get me for Christmas. I mean I was never sure you'd like the beats and you downright loved em' and that got me real happy. So really... Get anything you'd think I'd like... B-But it ain't gotta be expensive, alright!?" He'd tell her in a rather proud manner before he tried to coax her out of possibly over doing it. He really was satisfied with what he had and so far he was having a better Christmas than he had imagined. Plus he'd never tell Mercy but part of him hoped she'd try hard to find something perfect for him, much like he did. He doubted that would happy though, he new most if not all the attraction was mostly one sided. Didn't stop him being having a great time and being quite pleasant today.

Mercy raised an eyebrow at Clyde's words. Well, she was a bit of a cheapskate so he probably didn't have to worry about the expensive thing. But he definitely was a bit on the foolish side for letting her have free reign with his gift. She turned her head and grinned devilishly.

Mercy then turned to face the Harauku district before her. It wasn't Sunday so most of the livelier people weren't out and about. Still, it seemed pretty busy. However, Mercy knew right where she wanted to go. She weaved through the crowds with purpose until she came across a large department store. She was pretty sure it was a subsidiary of a North American company, or at least, she figured it must be because they sold mostly Western products. She hadn't done any official research on it. But it was definitely the closest thing to home so she often found herself in it.

Mercy threw her head back and smiled at Clyde. "Alright, Clyde. You're in for it now." She said as her grin widened and she took off into the store, leaving him behind of he wasn't quick enough. She deftly maneuvered past racks of clothes and other designer sundries.

Where she was going, she was greeted with a pleasant wall of of aroma and with some skill was able to fend off the swarm of petite Japanese women trying to coat her in various scented spritzes and sprays. She didn't spare a glance back at Clyde, thinking maybe he would get caught up in their little fragrant death trap and that it could buy her some time to get what she came for.

Mercy was definitely hard girl to figure out. From what Clyde saw, she could be a very caring and sweet girl, she definitely showed him that. But she was really complicated too, a real tease and Clyde didn't know if he was being led on or what. She was probably very aware that she had him hooked. With his hands in his coat pockets, Clyde followed behind Mercy as she weaved through the crowds in such a determined manner, while Clyde had some minor trouble as he occasionally bumped shoulders with a few people while trying to match steps with Mercy. "Uhh.. Sorry... Pardon... GoMenOutside..." He muttered while trying to get through before catching up with Mercy finally.

He looked to Mercy as she threw her head back and smiled. He smirked at her almost instantly out of reflex. When she smiled at him it was hard for him not to share a smile as well. "Am I?" He joked lightly with narrowed eyes, before he watched her suddenly take off into the store. His eyes widened as she left him behind. "Hey, Hol' up!" He said before chasing after her with a grin of his own. Such a tease, but he didn't mind chasing her at all. What Clyde didn't expect though was an ambush of saleswomen in the fragrance department!

"Hello! Free Sample!?" One young woman asked in clear english as she suddenly popped out in front of Clyde and sprayed something that smiled like strawberries at him. Clyde had his mouth open and everything. "Oh no thank yo-Yo..Yakk!" Clyde coughed, shielding his mouth as he tried to maneuver around her but another woman sprayed him with something else, and then another and another, leaving Clyde with the stench of really strong perfumes, some good, some really bad, some getting shoved near his face. "Ah! Sorry! No thanks!" He let out before finally managing to get through!

"...Aw geez..." Muttered Clyde as he staggered out of there, drenched in several fragrances and Mercy had long left the area. "God, that Gal..." Clyde muttered and sighed and marched forward to try and catch up with her down the hall where he saw her in the distance.

Mercy had found the spot she had been looking for once she past through the initial wall of spritzer women. She turned and found the counter she was looking for. She began to speak to the woman in her best Japanese and it seemed to be going quite well. She threw glances back as she watched to see how Clyde was handling the barrage. She couldn't help but smile and chuckle at how pitiful he seemed in that situation.

She took the package, pulled out her wallet and slid some money to the girl. She then turned and watched as Clyde came to catch up with her. She took a step forward and then shoved the bag into his chest hard but not so hard as to cause him any distress. "You smell..." She said as her lips curled into a wry smile. She didn't finish the sentence aloud because she enjoyed teasing the Texan. good.

"Merry Christmas, Mr. Gastin." She said as she pushed the bag onto him. Inside thwas a nice box that had some [url=http://www.original-fragrance.com/images/P/authentic-perfume-kenneth-cole-449619-01.jpg:hs8r1brl]fairly expensive cologne[/url:hs8r1brl] in it. Since you're so interested in attracting the ffairer sex, this might help you a little." She smiled coyly at him. "And now I'll know when you're coming so I can duck behind my desk before you see me!"

Managing to get through that onslaught of fragrances from the small Japanese women, Clyde was more than happy to be free of the ambush even though he was now probably soaked from head to toe in whatever funky little perfumes and colognes they had given him, giving him a really strong smell that didn't seem too bad.

"...Gah dang that was..." He began to say as he caught up with Mercy and jogged up to her right as she turned to him and suddenly shoved a small bag into his chest, grunting quietly before looking down at the bag below and told him smelled. His head shot up towards her quickly, immediately thinking that she didn't like how he smell but her wry smile indicated something else and he relaxed, false alarm. He was about to ask her what she left out before she wished him a Merry Christmas. He blinked and peered inside the bag and saw the box of cologne, his smile grew upon seeing the gift, finding it kind of amusing that she give him something he probably didn't need more of.

"Oh?" He replied with a sly stare and grin as she mentioned his interest in attracting the fairer sex. "Should have asked her for repellant instead to keep away the crazy cheerleaders." He joked to himself before chuckling at Mercy's joke.

"You sure you'll want to hide if I'm wearing this?" He joked with a smug little grin. She did say she'd love the gift she would get him. "But really. Thank You Ms. Mercy, I really appreciate this." He told her with an honest smile.

Mercy let her eyes flutter as Clyde spoke. Would she really run away? Well, she didn't have to answer that. She turned, running her fingers through her pink hair as she turned. "You're welcome Mr. Gastin." She said simply and started to walk again. "So... now that we're done with business..." She said and turned back, her eyes gleaming. "We can't let all these shops go to waste, now can we?" She licked her lips devilishly before her face lightened up. "I'm teasing. Why don't we just get some food? How does that sound?"

Clyde continued to smile with Mercy as she returned his thanks after turning around, he would begin to follow her almost automatically without her telling him to.

His eyes perked up when she turned around and stated that she couldn't let the shops go to waste, the way she licked her lips devilishily made Clyde's face turn red as he realized Mercy may want to keep on shopping, the side of Clyde's lip shook at the thought of buying her a mountain of shoes or something. But later let out a long sigh after her teasing joke.

"Heh. Food sounds mighty good right now. You like burgers? I could go for a burger." He stated matter of factually before thought of something. "Unless you're in the mood for somethin' else tonight?" He asked.

Mercy wrinkled her nose at Clyde as the two walked out of the department store. She shook her head, her pink locks jostling slightly. "No... I don't really care for them." She said. "They are really greasy and...it's just too much." A burger? Not in a million years! Still... she couldn't exactly disapprove of HIM, liking them. It wasn't so unusual for someone to like hamburgers. In this instance, she was the odd one. Or, maybe... she wasn't! Her eyes gleamed and she grabbed Clyde's arm as rough as her dainty fingers could slap it.

"We're in Japan!" She exclaimed. "It has so many neat and awesome things to try and you just want a burger?! Where's your sense of culture! You should try new things!" She pushed adjusted her glasses and looked at him. "Surely you don't just eat burgers every day, Mr. Gastin." She pulled her hand away from his arm and used the back of her hand to pat her stomach. "You ARE a wrestler after all..." She smiled and stepped forward. "Sushi... " Her mouth then started to water. "Or cooked seafood... and I won't take no for an answer and!' She said, raised her finger into the air. "I want you to try something you've never had before!"

"Ah..." Replied Clyde with a simple nod. Mercy wasn't a fan of greasy all-American food. No big deal even though Clyde loved Bacon, Burgers, Pizza, Fries, and Fried Chicken with great affection and disliked green foods like Spinach and Broccoli.

He blinked as Mercy grabbed his arm and slapped it so dainty that he barely felt it, all while trying to lead him down a more cultural and righteous path in regards to food? "Well... No. I don't..." Clyde said. It wasn't EVERY day, but ever since Heather left fast food has been something he got frequently since he hadn't bothered to learn how to cook. "Sushi?" He asked with a tilt of his head before she talked about cooked seafood. Clyde's eyes then winded with confusion before he gave Mercy a weary look.

"Ah but-" He tried to say but she wouldn't take no for answer! He smiled though when she told him she wanted him to try something new, she sounded really thoughtful "Well I 'pricate that Ms. Mercy but are you tellin' me Sushi ain't cooked? He asked with his arms crossed and a curious eyebrow raised. "Ain't it unhealthy to eat raw food?" Clyde liked Fish but to eat it Raw? Bizarre. Still if that's what Mercy wanted then Clyde was a lot easier to convince to give it a chance.

Mercy stopped in her tracks at Clyde's words. Se gave him the most incredulous look she could muster. "No... uh... no." She just couldn't think of anything else to say. "Don't you... know what sushi is?" She said raising an eyebrow. How could he NOT know!? e had to have been in the only person in the world to not know what it was! She even ate it back in New York and it was one of the few things when she was told she was moving to Japan that she knew about and looked forward too.

Mercy then pulled her head down and rubbed her temples. "I can't really understand how you don't know what Sushi is..." She said, trying not to sound flabbergasted or irritated. She knew exactly why he didn't know what it was. However, she started to think about it. If she could make him dress nice and smell nice, then maybe she could add a little culture to him as well. She looked away from Clyde, staring at him through her peripheral. What a pain in the ass. He was so hopeless. Mercy ran her fingers through her pink hair. What was she getting out of all this nonsense anyway?

But she turned back and smiled lightly at Clyde. She grabbed his arm and began to tug him again. "We'll make sure to correct this tragedy!" She said with a grin and pulled him into the nearest sushi shop. A traditional Japanese that was moderately filled. Te chef was behind the counter and they were greeted by a smiling hostess and escorted to the counter seats.