My Super Secret Life…Scarlet 7.
Sentinel had given me free tickets and while you’d think they’d be prime tickets or something they weren’t. They were good seats I’ll say that much but he had a lot of them in a pop out compartment in his waist.
Not a bad idea and not being in the rich seats seems somehow more hero…ic. Oh damn I like these people…
I’ve got an armload of stuff as Nikki and I are getting seats and there in the prime seats are kids…some look like very much less than well off or they’ve been sick, or with a mom that’s bruised up and had seen too much but seeing her smile because of how her kids are happy…injured cops with their families too… and the best seats in the stadium are marked by Ark Angel symbol stickers and reserved for people that deserve them over the people that can afford them.
I have this big lump in my throat seeing that.
Even as a deputy I might be a part of that.
Being a hero is more than beating on the bad guys.
New Haven baseball is a lot different that Federation or traditional North American baseball and in my opinion better because of the way that the multiple ethnics are all mashed together it’s got the crowds, the cheering sections with the chants and the thunder sticks, the foot stomping and even the rocket balloons.
And the junky food which is like totally guilt free because you’re at a pro-game and I got us hats to wear and a couple of big cheap team t-shirts that we put right on and we’re getting into it and laughing and cheering and stomping along chanting things out in Chinese or Japanese and stuffing our faces.
And the whole time I’m not really Dale but just Darcy and everything is just like completely natural and care free and fun.
We actually lean on each other and we hold hands as we go through the long lines of people heading out of the place.
“God that was fun.” I can’t keep the smile off of my face.
“It was really thanks Darcy I’ve never really been to a game before.”
“I’ve never been to a big league one and it’s a lot more fun than watching it on the TV.”
“So…you want to do anything now?” She asks and there’s this really sweet hopeful look there.
“Sure, what did you have in mind?”
“Uhm…I don’t know…”
“How about we just drive around?”
“I don’t know the city that well and you can show me things and we can just crank the tunes and cruise around.”
“You don’t want to?”
“No…it’s just I’m and Ark City girl we don’t really cruise around anywhere because most of us don’t have cars. It’s not something I ever grew up doing.”
“Oh, because back home its kinda what you do when there’s nothing else going on you just drive around and stop and talk to the different people that are hanging out at different places.”
“Oh…okay sure I kinda get it.”
We get into the car and we head out and we cruise around. It does take Nikki some getting used to but when we start getting into singing some of the better tunes on the radio and stopping at places that she’s hung out at before she’s getting more and more into it. There is just some thing really kind of cool about pulling up outside of a dance club it a car while there’s people you know outside hanging or smoking and they’re having to walk or bus it or get a can and we’re just…cruising.
This was a staple of growing up when I was a teenager. But I’m getting just how much of a luxury it is to have a car in this city. I mean you wouldn’t think so with the sheer volume of the traffic but most people don’t actually have cars here. Home, well home every one pretty much has a car.
And inevitably I end up playing taxi for some of her friends and Nikki looks at me and says. “You don’t have to drive us around.”
“Hey, I don’t mind you’ve got a cool date who’d being good to your friends and I get to learn some of the city and stuff at the same time.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes I’m sure.”
We have a good time actually and I’ll admit there are a whole lot of her friends that are the whole LGBT set but I get to see that hot spots for our crowd and we even slip into a few of them to meet and pick some one up a time or two and we get to dance a bit until the person is ready to leave.
I play designated driver twice too. We take some of her friends at these places home and Nikki holds their keys.
It’s a good night and I get Nikki home about three in the morning and she asks me in for a drink and I stay for a much needed double strength cup of instant coffee.
She walks me to the car again and we kiss for awhile. Not hard and heavy but not just the small and single kisses either.
“I had a really great night Darcy. I mean even with all the other stuff.”
“Me too and I kind of liked the other stuff. I got to see you step up and get the keys from your friends and see you with all of them and that was really cool. Actually you’re pretty damned cool.”
“The same goes here, I like the way you have with people and how sweet and nice you were with everyone and cool about driving us around and even cool with all the drama and stuff.”
“No, thank you…”
“You call me and let me know that you go there safe?”
“I want to do this again….” She says it kind of shyly. “This was great but was this a date or going out as like just friends?”
“It’s just I’ve…I’ve never really had a night like this before and I’m sort of confused…sorry…”
I get it, it could be confusing and it was kind of out there and I’ll admit it wasn’t anything that I had in mind. But I smile at her and I reach out and I pull her to me and I give her a long deep kiss.
“I’m a virgin…and I’m really new to dating so if it’s okay can we just take our time…I love being with you and I love being your girl out on dates. But I’m taking my time…is that okay?”
He eyes widened and she stares at me and I look back until my self consciousness at my admission starts to make me blush.
“Uhm…uhm…yeah, god yeah sure!”
“Thank you…I’ll call you.” I give her another kiss and I’m getting out of there before I get any more embarrassed and so Nikki can actually process that bit of information.
She was touching her fingers to her lips and leaning on the concrete stoop the last that I looked.
I’m too nerved up to fall asleep at the wheel but I’m starting to sort of feel the yawns pulling on the back of my jaw by the time that I have the car turned off.
I get inside and flop to the couch and take out my phone and text Nikki.
[I’m home safe.]
[Good…I had a good time tonight.]
[Good, I didn’t want to be like everyone else.]
[Darcy, you are definitely not like everyone else. G’nite, sweet dreams.]
[*Blushing* Sweet dreams for you too.]
I sign off and sigh and lay there on the couch and very slowly I roll off the couch to my feet and drag myself upstairs and after a very quick shower I shift to Dale and crash on my bed. I mean I’m Dale because really I’m Dale to start with but mostly because this bed in made and is closest.
……………………………..The next two days are pretty busy but mediocre busy, mundane? Okay muggle life. House work both mine and Darcy’s and laundry and dishes and cooking some stuff to eat ahead. I made stew and biscuits since I used up the chili and don’t want to reheat and eat the stuff I froze. I have a house now so I have a lawn to mow and there’s still a lot of yard work but I actually save all the branches and old wood and stow it in a bundle in my garage.
I go to class and Nikki and I talk but just the usual stuff and not that much about Darcy. It’s like she’s not sure what to ask me since I mentioned the big V.
Super hero or not its takes me awhile before I’m sort of caught up on my RL stuff before I am free enough with home and school stuff that I can get to do what I want to do. What’s been hovering there in back of my mind for the last few days.
I take out the badge on the neck chain and put it on and I shift into Scarlet and I go with a much more I dunno official uniform that one of the gendershifted wore. A brick red military coat like the uniform jacket and matching pants and a belt, boots and gloves all in red leather and this thin black lycra turtle necked bathing suit in case of wardrobe malfunctions. With the pants it looks like a shirt. I actually add a really good bra myself though to fit me better and to sort of stand the girls out, hey I'm a super-female...I have a tradition to keep up for young fan boys everywhere. And Lastly my sunglasses from the other night.
Not bad sort of military/butch. The black top really makes the badge pop though.
I lift off high speed out of my skylight and head out over the city and slowly bring up that heads up power and tapping into the com traffic and stuff as I head out towards Halo.
I guess it’s time I really make this official right?
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