Here we go, loop de loo,
Here we go, loop de laa,
Here we go, loop de loo,
All on a Saturday night…
You put your right foot in.
You take your right foot out.
You give your right foot a Shake, shake, shake.
Then you turn yourself about…
Adam sings to himself, lightly looking through the mesh steel gate at all the advanced science students. They were working on a mecha. A huge Monstrous Machine of war that was going to serve as their personal classroom.
Footsteps sounded off behind him, coming closer, but Adam was already aware of who it was. He was too captivated by the sight of the gigantic blue machine to turn around.
"Adam…" A sweet voice sang from behind, a delicate brown hand, and perfectly polished nails ran through the strands of his silky brown hair.
Adam finally turns around and lets his back rest in the bouncy net of the fence. The hand trickled down from his hair to his chin. He finally let his eyes settle on the smoldering brown eyes that were before him.
A vision flashed before his own eyes when he did, one of a soft white hand clamping over his mouth, stopping his screams. Dirt and dead leaves all around him, and pain. The kind of sharp, biting pain that comes from your body freezing over.
Adam grabs Kiss's hand and pulls it away. Her eyes were seductive almond slits, and they didn't seem unnerved in the least bit.
"I want you to build a fire under that boy." She says with a smirk. Her lips had been colored a dark brown and topped off with sparkly lip gloss. She was smiling now.
In the back of Adams' head, another vision: Koi's wild screaming, echoing in his mind. He had to focus on the tiny golden dolphin earrings that Kiss was wearing to steady himself. How small and pretty the ruby eyes of it were.
She put her hands on his shoulders this time and looked over his right one. She smelled like Victoria's Secret body spray. The skirt of her Red and white cheerleader uniform was hitched up as far as it could go without showing actual butt cheek.
"And what will you be doing?" She asked.
Adam turns his head so he can look behind him. When Kiss acted all sexy like this, it made him feel uncomfortable, but it was her nature. She was a human, like him. A regular red-blooded mortal. But her powers weren't the kind Adam preferred to mess with. Her powers were a snare you couldn't disspell out of once caught.
"Putting the fear of god into them." He mutters.
"Sounds like fun she giggles." Had it been anyone else, he would have been annoyed. But Kiss's laughter was the kind of laughter that a warrior with a thousand troops and other worldly weapons would give, were he to fight one unarmed, sickly 80-year-old. It was, of course, her "This'll be a slam dunk" laugh.
"What about Koi?" Kiss asked.
"He shouldn't be a problem."
Kiss shakes her head, long black braids twist and dance around her as she does.
"A word of Advice, O' smart one. Don't underestimate him."
"But he reeks of…"
Adam couldn't put his finger on it, but he reeked of something…something weak…and pale. Like a living paper doll. Something not quite real, not a problem. He could rip Koi, destroy Koi whenever it pleased him.
"My visions are a little bit different from yours, Adam." She picks up her pom-poms, seeing one of Adam's teachers approaching. "It's like I'm watching the same movie as you, but one of us has the director's cut and some scenes have different camera angles."
She runs off as a tall, skinned man stalks over to him, dressed in the official dark blue military uniform of the Advanced Science Department.
"Kirage! What are you doing fraternizing with Girl Scouts while your division is out there fixing your new machine?"
Adam quickly comes to attention. "Sir! She's a cheerleader, sir!"
"I don't give a hot damn if she's a Junior Rockette. Get on that flight deck!"
"Sir! Sorry, sir, I just wasn't feeling well."
"You're gonna feel like hot shit on a shingle if you don't move at double time, recruit!"
"Sir, yes, sir!" Adam rolls his eyes. Ashe runs to catch up to his division, and he sees that Kiss has made it across the field, heading to the football stadium. She looks back with a wink and smiles.
"You'd better take my warning." She whispers to herself mostly as some of her fellow cheerleaders rush up to her and sweep her away, giggling.