Pink Is The New Purple

Clyde was Happy. The happiest he'd been in a very, very long time. Even after losing to Lilly, Clyde felt like he was a winner in the end because he finally got the girl and the crazy nut case was gonna be so pissed when she saw that Clyde was happily with Mercy and that she did not control his life. No one did. He was free to be himself, now and forever. Maybe this time, things will work out better this time in regards to his love life.

"It's a nice day to... start again~ It's a nice day for a... white wedding It's a nice day to...STAAART AGAAAIIIN!!!!" He'd sing happily as he waited outside the AFW offices for his new girlfriend. They were supposed to go to dinner tonight, and Clyde couldn't be more excited. He had been waiting a good while for the work day to be over. But it was worth it. Even if he had to sit still in a suit all day while playing pachinko.

He remained leaned up against the AFW building, happily singing his song as he waited for Ms. Mercy Wrenn to arrive. Not a shot a whiskey in his system for at least a two weeks, cigarettes left behind in a trash bin around the same time frame. Hadn't bought a pack of cigs since the TvF PPV. He kept clean and he was glad he did because the timing could not be more perfect.

He felt like singing in the rain.

Mercy Wrenn wasn't sure if she was glad or upset that the workday was busier than usual. She had considered hinting to Rally that she wanted to get off early but part of her also wanted to see if maybe today was one of those days that just wouldn't end. What could she do if she had to work all day? Her and Clyde would just have to reschedule their dinner for some other time. It would be their first time together as a couple and she could feel the butterflies in her stomach the whole day. She barely even touched any of the salad she had gotten for lunch.

When all was said and done, it somehow worked out that at the end of the work day, Mercy was finished with her work and Rally was ready to kick her out of the office. She hadn't managed to hint that she wanted to leave early but she HAD told her what her plans were and that was good enough to align the planets, apparently.

Mercy slipped in her earphones and turned up [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oGQbjVj3FCY:1qzumnxm]her music[/url:1qzumnxm] on her mp3 player while she started getting ready to go. She reached out for the monitor to shut it off, she stopped. It would be so easy to find something to do that would keep her here for a long time. But, then what if he came up here/ She swallowed hard and quickly pushed the monitor's off switch. With a sigh she left the office and went tot he bathroom. She began to touch up her makeup and make sure every lock of her pink hair was in place.

"It's just a dinner. It's no big deal." She said to herself. Mercy groaned and lowered the head. It wasn't just a dinner. They were dating now. Because she couldn't control herself after her encounter with Lilly. Because she was an idiot. She didn't even LIKE the guy! At least, she tried to tell herself that. Mercy sighed again. All she had to do was lead him around until Lilly got bored and moved onto the next guy or Mercy managed to boot her out of the league. Well, at least she could get a few free meals out of the deal. It's not like he made her puke on sight or anything. She'd just have to keep a leash on him while they were dating. That was easy enough. Mercy scanned herself in the mirror one last time and gave a nod.

She was out of the building a few seconds later and strolled up to Clyde raising an eyebrow that he was singing. She was thankful that she couldn't make out what he was saying but from a distance, she cleared her throat so that she could see him.

Clyde continued to happily sing his rock song without a care as he waited for Mercy. Leaning on the side of the building with his navy suit, white button-up shirt and a red tie that was somewhat loosened. Ignoring the whispering from folks who would pass by the singing Gaijin on the sidewalk.

Finally though, he saw a pink haired woman exit the rotating doors of the AFW building. Clyde stood up straight to look the girl over, he smiled brightly. What did he do to deserve such a beautiful, classy lady? He couldn't answer that.

With a wide grin, Clyde began strolling up to Mercy. "Yo babe!" He'd say happily, swinging an arm over her shoulders and pulling her in close, giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "How was work!?" He'd ask in a happy, excited fashion, a big grin on his face, akin to a mischievous child.

Mercy had been dressed in something a little different that her usual business slacks, suit and tie. From the waist up she still looked the same, but she decided today to wear a black pleated skirt that stopped just above the knees. When Mercy saw Clyde, she swiveled her hips enough to swoosh the skirt while she turned down the volume on her mp3 player.

"Hello Clyde." She said in a smooth tone. But when he wrapped his arm around her, she frowned. After the kiss, she squirreled out of the embrace, taking her hand and removing his arm, keeping him at length by entangling her fingers into his. "Nooooooooooooouh." Her voice stretched out as she spoke, a low, scolding, but not serious, tone.

She turned and looked at him. "Clyde." She said, trying not to just lay into him. "We're dating. dating. That means we go out and spend time together and don't sleep around with other people. It doesn't mean you get to do whatever you want to me when you want to do it." It was best to lay down the ground rules right away. "Especially random PDA's."

Mercy closed her eyes, just for a moment but didn't untangle her fingers. "Work was really busy today. I was surprised. But... everything cleared up by the time we were ready to leave, so, heeere I am!" Mercy chirped. "Where are we going, anyway?" She asked, tilting her head cutely.

Of course Clyde noticed the skirt. That was a new sight to see for him, and Mercy looked extra in it, swallowing a bit when he The skirt that stopped above her knees and got the cowboy all wide eyed when she swiveled her hips and said greeted him in a smooth voice. It was hard not wanting PDA with Mercy, especially since they were an item now! But when she squirmed away from his arm and went to hold his hand instead before scolding him, Clyde looked at Mercy and blinked in confusion, wondering if he did something wrong and when Mercy elaborated, Clyde just chuckled softly and grinned at her but nodded to show he understood before he spoke.

"Was just a kiss, darlin'." He said through a chuckle. It didn't seem like a big deal. She didn't seem to worried about making out in her boss' office. Maybe she was just shy about certain public displays of affection and was more of a private person.

Regardless, holding her hand actually felt way nicer than an arm over her shoulder. He squeezed her palm a bit, not too tight, but with an intimate grip. He listned to her intently, he could listen to her talk about a boring work day and he'd listen all day. "Aw, god." He thought. That head tilt, she looked way too cute. She might always melt him easy.

"Uhhh..." Clyde looked down the busy Tokyo street and scratched the back of his head with his free hand. "I figured we could get some Sushi." She liked alot Sushi, right? "If you ain't feelin' that, I know a few 'Eye-Talian' places 'round here too. Wherever you wanna go, babe. Jus' name it." He said with a pleasant smile.

Mercy's face faltered at Clyde's words. "Eugh." She groaned and shook her head. "Will you knock it off with the cheese?" Mercy did not like Clyde's really bad attempts at being suave. She just hoped it was something she would be able to ween him off of. Seriously, what girl would actually think that corny stuff was romantic?

"Oh, Sushi isn't bad." She said, thinking it over. It was light and delicious. Nah, not Italian." She said, shaking her head. There was plenty of that in New York but the thought of eating that here in Japan just seemed... odd. However, Mercy's eyes lit up when Clyde foolishly said she could choose where to eat. "Octopus!" She said as she stared out into the distance. "That's what I want! So chewy and delicious... and cute!" She chirped. "Boiled... yes... that." She was on the verge of drooling and turned to look at Clyde. "That's where I want to go. Take me there."

Clyde blinked cluelessly at Mercy and tilted his head. "Huh? What cheese?" He asked. Not at all sure what she meant by that. Because in his mind, he wasn't really trying anything.

He listened to Mercy's food responses, nodding at each of them. Clyde didn't mind Sushi either, he enjoyed it from last time but what Clyde didn't expect was for Mercy to suddenly cry out for... Octopus?

"...Pardon?" Clyde raised his eyebrow with a surprised look on his face, wondering if he heard her correctly and he did, along with chewy, delicious and cute. Clyde couldn't believe the latter, let alone that his sometimes stern but mostly dainty girlfriend apparently loved Octopus. Clyde tried hard not to make a disgusted face, Ock sounded real nasty. He heard folks eat Octopus and Squid here but it never crossed his mind to eat that stuff, never mind he could eat Crocodile and Squirrel just fine, they weren't slimy. But her wish was his command he supposed.

"A'ight." He said without a fuss and lightly tugged her along by the hand, squeezing her palm faintly, he figured it would be near all those seafood restaurants he had passed by a couple times here.

"I'ma lil' surprised, Ms. Mercy. I ain't think you'd like ta' eat Octopus. Come ta' think of it..." His eyes trailed up as he scratched the side of his chin. "There a lot I ain't know 'bout 'cha, girl. Like where you come from, the things you like and don't like, ya know?" Said Clyde before he turned to Mercy and smiled at her. "I wanna know more 'bout 'cha, babe." He'd say in a light hearted manner, hoping that would keep his calm tone from sounding demanding or something. But there was so much about her he wanted to know. Boyfriend or not, he didn't want to sound like an obsessed creeper but he really did want to learn as much as he could about her.

Mercy was too enamored by the thought of octopus that she barely registered Clyde's response to her. "Surprised?" She asked, tilting her head and looking at him like she just said the sky was blue and it confused him. "Octopi are my favorite animal! They are soooo good, and cute!" She added, squealing a bit. "I just want to hug one and then bite into its little tentacle." She spoke as if there was nothing strange at all about anything she was saying. "It's mostly takoyaki here, which is still good, but it looses the magic when you just drown it in breading and deep fry it. Plus, ugh." She said and shook her head. straight to her thighs. But, she'd be the fattest woman alive for the sake of octopus. It was definitely her guilty pleasure.

Mercy hailed a cab and slid into it, giving directions to the cab driver to her favorite restaurant. She then looked at Clyde. "Heh." Mercy lifted her hand to her glasses and eyed Clyde with a sly, almost cruel look.

"I'm from New York City. That was what she called home, anyway. Even though she didn't have an New York Accent, the kind that Taylor did. In fact Mercy had a pretty neutral, Midwestern accent. She was taught at an early age not to try and adopt the customs of the locals and by the time she ended up in New York it was just a subconscious part of her.

"I like Octopus. I've told you that already." She said, her smirk staying on her lips.

Mercy then untangled her fingers from Clyde's hand and folded her arms under her chest. "I don't like to be encroached upon." She said, lifting her nose up a little bit. "I know you have some idea about what you think you should be doing as a boyfriend but I don't want you to do those things. Precisely because you have that idea. You'd probably say and do those things for any girl you were dating." Mercy frowned. "I'm not just any girl." Mercy then looked away. "It's going to be hard. But I'm not easy." She added with an air of finality.

Mercy then turned back and looked at Clyde. She fluttered her eye lashes at the boy and smiled coyly. "Who knows, though." She said as she leaned forward, staring into his eyes as their lips almost met. "If you figure it out, I'm sure it will be worth it." Mercy then pressed her lips against Clyde's and slowly inched her tongue forward to deepen their soft kiss just a bit.

"Uh huh." He was surprised. She seemed like the kind of girl who would think eating Octopus was gross. Granted her bubbly attitude toward the 'cute' creature she was squeaking over was rather cute. He tried to nod along with all she had to say about eating Octopi, she certainly knew her stuff about it.

He watched Mercy call for the cab and Clyde scooched in beside her, just before seeing her give him an odd look that made Clyde look at her in confusion, what was that face all about? He shrugged it off when she went on to talk about her origins. She was from New York like Taylor, maybe that's why they got along so well.

He was about to comment on her absent new yorker accent before he felt her hand untangle from his to fold her arms under her chest claiming she didn't like getting encroached upon. He scratched the side of his temple in a clueless manner. "En... Croached?" Thought Clyde, having to sort of assume what that big word meant as he heard Mercy continue on about a rather confusing subject. His mouth hung open just slightly and an eyebrow was raised, trying to understand what she was getting at. He couldn't learn more about her? What kind of boyfriend did she even want him to be exactly? He didn't think she was just any girl, especially now. She certainty wasn't easy, even now as his girlfriend. He thought it was gonna be easier now!

As Mercy turned away, behind her would be a completely bewildered cowboy. He didn't know what to say to her. And it was hard enough responding when started fluttering her lashes at him and gave him an all too familiar smile and when she leaned forward to look him in the eyes with her glossy lips close so close to his, Clyde froze stiffly gulping slightly, cheeks burning and growing hotter the moment she leaned in and pressed her lips against him. He swore he felt fireworks go off inside him. He closed his eyes and faintly opened his mouth as he felt Mercy's tongue sliding in, melting into her embrace like he had been entranced.

Mercy continued to shyly kiss Clyde, just testing the waters a bit as her hand rested upon his leg. She didn't deepen the kiss too much, only gently slid her tongue along his and pressed her soft lips against Clyde's in a very dainty manner. She definitely knew how to get down and dirty but that wasn't what she was looking for.

After a few minutes, she opened one eye and looked to see where they were at. It was close to the restaurant so she eased out of the kiss, flashing Clyde a sly wink before straightening up in the seat and folding her hands into her lap. There was a faint hue of red still lingering on her cheeks but otherwise did not look as if she was just engaging in a kiss. She sat and pondered it silently for a moment. This was what she had to look forward to for the foreseeable future and she needed to decide just how tolerable it really was. He didn't taste like smoke or booze, so that was a plus. Her lower lip slipped forward as she thought about it.

Her eyes seemed to gloss over until she saw the bright neon octopus flash in her glasses. "Eeeee!" She squealed and perked up instantly. Wen the cab pulled up, it was barely stopped when she was opening the door. There was a neon chibi octopus with one flashing tentacle inviting patrons to enter. The sign was scrawled with Japanese but Mercy seemed to know exactly what it said.

She turned and waved at Clyde. "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" She said as she stopped and inhaled deeply, almost melting at the smell emanating from the restaurant.