Pleading Eyes

Agreement With A Moody Duck

Percy walked forward as he smiled at Madara, the pale kid watching him from across the river. Dark ebony eyes watching his every move as he got closer to the edge of the river.

"Madara,right? Well I heard your shout from all the way over there, you okay?"

Smirking at the sight of Madara's slowly heating face, the boy's eyes wide and alarmed at the fact that he had let his emotions get the better of him, Percy sat down on the rocky surface and put his hands in the water.

Instant relief surged through him as Percy felt his few sore spots healing, the tired feeling he was experiencing faded as the water filled him with humming energy.

"Hmph. As if I would want to talk to someone like you."

If anything, Madara wanted to talk with the newcomer, but he couldn't back down now.

Disappointment flooded his senses as he turned to leave the clearing.

"Keep me company for awhile...?"

Percy wasn't new to dealing with these types of brats, having had a few in his family and well, he had to admit...he kind of missed having friends like this.

Madara peeked back at the man from out of the corner of his eye, just this once he would indulge the man and only because he wanted him to stay, not because Madara wanted to, of course.

"...fine."

Percy smiled sadly as he watched Madara sit across from him on the other side of the river, eyes fondly taking in every detail of the kid as if it were the last time they'd ever meet.

Both males sat in comfortable silence as Percy stared into the water as he once again got lost in his thoughts, he's been doing that a lot lately.

Madara on the other hand, observed the strange creature sitting several feet away from him, a river separating the two of them as the water gently flowed.

Percy Jackson was a strange name for someone to have, Madara had never heard of the name before and it only served to further his interest in the man. He wore strange tattered clothes, Percy hadn't bothered changing yet, and from what he could see this far away, had a variety of scars all over his body.

Madara would be lying if he said he wasn't scared of the man in front of him, there was just something about Percy that screamed power and strength, something that had your senses screaming at you to run away because they were about to die.

However Percy's nature seemed to contradict these warnings, it made Madara relax and ignore his senses telling him that the man in front of him was dangerous and could very possibly, kill him.

And so he stayed and watched.

It was oddly peaceful and so he startled both Percy and himself when he unconsciously blurted out, "My friend got mad at me."

Percy had flinched at the sudden outburst, but calmed down when he realized it was just Madara, said person winced at the fact that he had disturbed Percy with his problems, when the man was clearly just trying to relax.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to-!"

"It's fine."

Percy interrupted Madara as he tried to apologize, instead of getting annoyed at him like Madara had expected, he flushed at the sight of intense lazy half-lidded eyes staring back at him, a small smirk on Percy's scarred face.

How the man managed to be so handsome with scars all over his face, Madara would never know.

"What you'd do?"