One date(private to Breathe)

Isabelle touched her necklace, and it transformed to her bow and arrows, selecting one of the fire arrows she aimed it at his heart." I would drop that bloody sword if I was you. And frankly dear, I don't give a darn, about you not wanting me with someone else." Her voice got even frostier while she spoke. Her eyes narrowed while she watched him.

She was serious he thought as he eyed the bow. He twirled his sword in his hand, and got ready to attack.
Well sweetness, if it's a fight you want than you're barking up the wrong tree.
He lunged at her with the flat of his blade making move for her side.

He just proved her point. She would never be with anyone who would attack her. So she side stepped his attack, let her bow go back to the necklace and put it on. Glaring at him she threw the flower down from her hair and headed back towards the cabins. He really just ruined any chance he'd ever have with her.

The adrenaline rush was still flowing through him, but he forced himself to sheath his sword. He watched as she threw down the rose, and he walked over to pick it up. He scooped it up in his hands and walked to the shore line, and sat down. I guess one date was all it took to ruin ones love life, who would have thought. He touched the center of the rose and it turned back into the picture of Izzy. He looked at it briefly before tucking it back into his pocket.
For what it's worth, I'm sorry he shouted over his shoulder.

Isabelle stopped, could she forgive someone who just attacked her. Or could she just move on and not look back. "I don't think I can forgive you! Polemisucktis." She hollered, her voice was dripping with venom while she sat up in a high tree branch. How could he just forget that moment they shared, and turn around and attack her as if she was a beast. She thought he cared about her. But oh well she thought wrong. And he was exactly the reason she didn't want to date anyone.

He sighed as she responded, and wondered, how could he have done that to her. Once more he took his sword, but this time he threw it into the water. How could he have let himself do something like that?
I'm an animal Izzy, the only thing I know is how to fight. It's the only thing I have known, and than I met you. I just let myself down, and fooled myself. I can't be anymore than what I am, an animal.
He gazed back out to the water.

Was this fool trying to guilt her into dating him? Isabelle was just so confused. Climbing down she walked over to him." Why does it ever matter that you met me or not?" She asked. There was a crispness in her voice while she waited for what he was to say next. She would never trust him again. Which meant she would never date him.

He looked at her got up and began to walk away. He turned his head briefly, and replied.
Because I thought I had found someone to relate to. You weren't like all the other girls that I've talked to, you weren't afraid of me. I'll take my leave of this place, but don't hesitate to call if you ever need me.
He took the picture out of his pocket and turned it into a rose. Although now the rose was shriveled and dying. Than he threw it on the ground, and continued to walk away.

Isabelle sighed heavily and ran after him. Grabbing his arm she turned so he was facing her before she kissed him. This kiss was nothing like any of the ones before. She really didn't want to date him. But she was addicted to kissing him. Which was the second best thing that dating him." You can stay. Just because I don't want to date you, doesn't mean I don't want you around."

He held her once again in an embrace, kissing her. He broke away from her, and held her hand.
I know I'm the last person you want to go anywhere with, but I was such a flop here, I hate myself. Would you consider ever giving me another chance? I would understand if you don't want to, but please, allow me to make ammends. Just don't think of it as a date, just two friends meeting together.
He looked into her eyes, and scooped up the rose, now coming back to life.
I told you I wanted you to have this, and that still won't change.
He pressed it into her hand, and waited expectantly.

She took the rose quietly." I can't give you anything chance. You attacked me, and I won't ever forgive you for that." She lightly stroked his cheek." Just friends. But if I ever get a boyfriend, you can't attack him. Even if you're upset you can't kill him. Promise me that." She pinned the rose back into her hair before leaving his embrace. What else could she do.

He wasn't surprised by her answer, but what she asked would be difficult. Could he really stop himself, yes, he thought, he could.
I won't promise that I'll like him, but you have my word I shall not attack him. I also solemnly swear that my blade shall never be drawn on you either.
If that is all, than perhaps I should go. He waited, not knowing why, perhaps he wanted her approval to go. Not even he knew why, but forever the reason he waited there.

She intertwine her fingers with his. Leading him back to the grass she sat down and pulled his hand so he'd sit beside her. Though either way she'd just end up on his lap kissing him. She hated how she was toying with him, but she couldn't help herself. What could she do, about her feelings. Nothing because she didn't want to date him.

He was very confused, and he was sure that could be read on his face. Nonetheless he moved closer to her.
He gazed back out at the water, and drew himself closer to her.
Why do you toy with me as if I'm just a plaything? I don't understand why you wish to stay in my company even after everything I've done.
He wasn't complaining, but he felt so conflicted. One thing was sure, he now understood what they meant when they said girls where crazy.

"Just hush already. It doesn't really matter what I think of you right now." And to silence him she crawled on his lap and straddled his hips. Leaning down she kissed him, with a headed passion. She didn't want anything more than to make out. For now she just hoped that this would keep him quiet.

I really have to set my priorities straight, he thought to himself. For now he decided that he would just keep quite. That was the only thing he knew for sure, was that he needed to be quite. He rapped his arms around her and just stayed still, kissing her. Okay this isn't so bad he thought to himself.

She slowly pulled back from their kiss. Her eyes was set on his. What was she doing, she couldn't hurt this poor boy anymore. No matter how much she enjoyed it. She would need to let go, and let her heart take her to the next poor soul who shall cross her path. "Mm, Polemistis what should we do?"

He looked at her quizically.
You're asking me....I think you already know what I want to do. The real question is, what do you want to do? As you can already tell I'm at your mercy.
He looked deep into her eyes, and waited expectantly for her answer.

"That's true, you're really wrapped tight around my finger. Poor dear." She patted his head affectionately. "I dunno, right now I'm going to stay here with you. Then go and try to find myself someone. Then maybe get married, become famous." She shrugged while she sat on his lap.

He put his arms aroun her, and rested his head close to hers.
I hope that person is me Izzy. I couldn't stand to see you with another guy. I like it better when we don't fight, see we aren't so bad together.
He kissed her on the cheek, and waited for her responce.

"No, the someone isn't you. I'm sorry but it won't be you." Standing up she headed slowly towards her cabin. It had been a long stressful day. And with him constantly asking for her to be with him she couldn't be in his presents anymore.

He frowned, but was afraid to follow her. He turned back to her and spoke.
I wish you the best Izzy, in everything you do. If you ever change your mind...well let's just say, I'll be available.
He winked at her and turned around staring at the moon.

"I knew you weren't a real man. You're nothing more than a sad abused dog, that won't take a hit that a girl doesn't love him. No wonder no one likes you. You're to much of a bloody block head to understand Anything." When Isabelle was hurt, she would lash out. And right now she was really hurting.

Polemistis just shrugged off the insult. He could tell by her face that she was distraught. Infact he himself was hurt, but now was not the time to release it.
You can call me as many things as you want. That's not gonna change a thing. Besides, who needs friends when you've got your sword.
Okay, so maybe he was allowing some of his hurt feelings to show, but he didn't care.

Sighing Isabelle came back to him and sat down." But you just threw your sword out into the sea. What are you going to do now. For it seems to be, you are stuck with me. Now I do know that this isn't the time to rhyme, but we should dine. On what's left of the delicious taste, because I'd rather not have us leave anyway waste."