So this is my first yaoi fan fic v: its going to have a few chapters but I have the ideas in my head and they are limitless as far as I know ^_^ So this'll go till I come up with an epic conclusion~ All Assassin's Creed characters to Ubisoft and other respective owners

Love Hate Kinda Thing

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Malik tromped around the down-town area of the city. He had been looking for a job since he and his brother moved here. He was going to his last stop for the night. A small book store that they had passed when they were first moving in. Malik put his hand on the door and opened it, greeted by a cheerful voice. "Hello~ Welcome to Da Vinci's Book Store~" He must be the book-keeper. He sure is cheerful~ Malik walked to the desk and started a conversation with the man. "Hi, I'm Malik, My brother and I recently moved here and I was looking for a job, even if temporary." the book-keeper beamed at him. "What luck~! I've been looking for someone to help me manage the shop for a while now~!" Malik Smiled back at the man. Maybe his luck was changing for the better for once. "Ah! How rude of me, my name is Leonardo~" Malik stuck his hand out to shake Leo's but was greeted with a hug instead. "I think I'll enjoy working here Leonardo~" Leo smiled back at him. "Please, just call me Leo~"

"Dammit! Ezio! What have I told you about touching my tools and not putting them up?" Altair was pissed. Ezio walked into the workshop with an awkward smile on his face. "Er...I was still using them...~?" Altair shot a glare his direction. "While you were in the break room playing video-games...?" Ezio just grinned at him. Altair sighed and started putting his tools back up. He wanted to kill the man half the time, but he didn't know what he would do without the Oaf. Altair was just standing when a young man walked into the garage. "Uh...hello? I'm looking for a job." He glanced around, trying to find someone to speak to. Altair walked out and up to the young man. "Can I help you?" The younger man nearly jumped out of his skin. "Oh, er...I was- My name is Kadar...~" Altair raised an eye-brow at him. Someone willingly came here for a job? Either he's got guts or he's the dumbest person I've ever met... "Well, we're kind of cutting it close with just the two of us, kid." Kadar smile at Altair and nodded before asking another question. "How much is it to look at a car? My brother's broke down and it's kind of a piece of crap, but it's all we've got right now." Altair shifted in his step, before speaking again. "Just tell him to bring it in, I'll take a look at it." Kadar smiled and nodded, not wanting to question the free offer and tromped off to look for more jobs.

Ezio poked his head out of the break room. "So, since when do we do tune-ups for free, mister, 'We're barely making it by with just the two of us,'?" Altair blew him off with a wave of the hand and walked into his office. Why did he offer that to the boy's older brother? The thought was shaken out of his head by Ezio's annoying voice. "Hey! Can we close the garage door? It's really cold and the break room STILL doesn't have a door." He sounded irritated at the last part of his statement, but received a nodding head poking out of Altair's office and the door soon closed, taking the chill of the winter wind out.

Malik cursed for the umpteenth time. His car still wouldn't start. A motor cycle pulled up, followed by a small car and two men walked to the book store entrance. The one that was in the car looked over to Malik and said something to the other man, then they both made their way towards his car. Malik hesitantly lowered his window to speak to the two men. The one that was in the car spoke with an Italian accent. "Hey, you don't happen to have a younger brother named Kadar looking for a job, do you?" Malik got a twinge of concern on his face. "Yes, what happened? Is he okay?" The italian laughed lightly. "Si, si~ He's fine. And I'm guessing this is the piece of crap car that you two have?" Malik simply looked at the pair and nodded, not knowing quite what to say. This time the other man spoke up. "Ezio, what have I told you about talking to strangers without introducing yourself?" There was a hint of annoyance in his tone. " I'm Altair and this oaf is Ezio. We're the mechanics a few miles down the road. Your brother stopped by looking for a job earlier and told me about your piece of crap car." He said the last statement with a hint of amusement in it. Malik simply nodded again. "We stopped by here to visit with his boyfriend," Altair said, gesturing to Ezio. "He works in the bookshop there." Malik beamed suddenly. "Really~? I just got hired there~" Ezio grinned at Malik, but didn't say anything. Malik was thinking to himself suddenly about how he had already met two people just like him and three that he could possibly call friends. Altair moved suddenly to the front of the car and motioned for Malik to pop the hood, which he complied to. "You two go back into the bookstore. No reason for us all to freeze." Malik and Ezio nodded and walked into the warmth of the bookstore, happily received by Leo. Altair started thinking to himself thoughts he'd never had before. At least, not with another man involved. He didn't know how to make sense of the thoughts, but for some strange reason he couldn't figure them out, nor could he expel them from his head.

He got distracted while he was working and didn't realize what exactly he'd done to fix the car, but walked in once he got it started to tell Malik, who happily walked out to his car with the knowledge of having nice friends already after only a couple of days in this new place. Malik successfully started his car and went on his way to pick up his brother so he didn't have to walk in the cold.

Altair closed the garage door, but made sure to leave the OPEN sign on and the door unlocked. He was about to walk into his office to lounge when he heard the door to the lobby open and quickly jumped up to greet whoever walked in. "Hi, is there anything I can- Malik?" Malik walked in with a casual smile on his face and waved to Altair. "My brother is out looking for jobs still, and Leo doesn't open his book shop on Sundays, so I figured I'd come here and see what I could help you with~" Altair seemed a bit surprised at the statement, but came up with a quick, surprising answer. "I suppose you could help me with my boredom." he said in a casual tone with a light smile on his face. Malik beamed and the two of them went straight to chatting the day away. It was late at night before either of them realized how late it had gotten. "Oh shit...I was going to look at my bike today." Altair walked towards the garage and motioned for Malik to follow him. "Don't know if you know this, but cold weather is hell on a bike."

Altair knelt down beside his bike and got to work, twisting things here, poking at things there, and every so often, using a tool to loosen or tighten something. Malik just watched, having no idea how to do mechanics in the least. Altair stood up and tried starting his bike and received the sound of grinding gears in return. He knelt down again and tinkered with it some more and tried again, receiving the sound of grinding gears once more. This repeated itself a few times before Malik spoke up with a suggestion. "You know, I have no problem giving you a ride home, and it would probably be a nice alternative to riding a motorcycle in 30 degree weather." Altair, remembering the odd conversations and thoughts he was having before, flushed very slightly at Malik's suggestion, but nodded in response. The two walked outside to Malik's car after Altair had made sure to lock his shop up. "You know? I take back what I said earlier. It must be TEN degrees out here!" Malik said with a muffled laugh. Altair looked away a bit and was glad for how cold it was. At least the increasing redness on his face had an excuse. Why am I thinking like this...? The questions kept repeating themselves over and in his head while he got into the passenger seat of the car. Malik looked over with a serious look. He didn't stop looking until Altair squirmed a bit. "Seat-belt, or have you never heard of one of those...~?" Altair responded with a sarcastic laugh and reached for his seat belt then the two set off, getting lost in yet another conversation.

Altair looked around. Malik must be taking a back road to avoid traffic. Malik looked around as well. Where the hell are we...? The two pretended that they knew where they were going, but secretly had no idea as to where they were. Suddenly, the car started sputtering, lurching forward as the engine started to submit to the cold. Altair and Malik just sat there with blank expressions until the car came to a stop. "Well then. It seems cold weather is just as much hell on a crappy car as it is on a bike...~" Malik spoke with slight amusement and sarcasm. Altair just sighed. "And I have none of my tools." Malik pulled his cell phone out and tried to send a message to his younger brother to call a tow truck or something, but had no cell signal. "Hey, see if you have a cell signal, I can't find one." Malik said, looking over to Altair. Altair moved like he was about to grab his cell phone, but instead patted his pockets, then sighed in exasperation before flopping back onto his seat. "I left it at the garage..." Malik half scoffed, half laughed then dropped his seat so he was laying down. "What are you doing?" Altair looked over questioningly. Malik looked back comically. "Well, we're going to be here for a while, might as well get comfy. There just so happens to be a box of blankets in the back that we haven't taken into the apartment yet, so get that right quick please~?" Altair looked unamused but reached back to find the box. There were surprisingly more blankets in there than he had expected, as well as some pillows. Altair tossed a couple to Malik as well as a pillow and kept the same number for himself. He laid his seat back just like Malik's had done, but realized how thin the blankets were. "I'm guessing your blankets aren't as thick as you might have thought either?" Malik laughed a little before saying anything. "I honestly thought we brought this box in and left the one with the thick blankets in here," he said, shivering ever so slightly, but just enough for Altair to notice and psychosomatically did the same.

Malik looked over towards Altair with just a hint of want, but just to be warm. "No no...I'm not cuddling." Malik laughed again. "What~? Not willing to share body head in this cold weather~? Or are you a homophobe~?" Altair scoffed and shifted in his seat, blushing slightly, once again happy for how cold it was.

A couple of hours later, Altair was caving in, but was afraid to ask. Sleeping cuddled up with a grown man...? He didn't know how to get the words out, but thanked everything that was shining on him that Malik asked again. "Okay, seriously, it's freezing. So why don't we just-" He was cut off by Altair moving over and basically using Malik as a mattress. "I guess that's a yes~?" Malik shifted their weight around, but Altair kept squirming, trying to find a physically, and mentally, comfortable position. Malik squirmed equally as much, but for another reason. Oh come on...not now... Malik tried to keep his composure so as to not scare Altair into realizing he's gay, partly because he was sure Altair was straight and partly because he didn't want to loose Altair as a friend. Unbeknownst to Malik, however, Altair was having the same problem. I don't get it...why am I...? He pushed the thought from his head and tried to remain still, but slowly began to notice Malik's "problem" as well as did Malik with Altair's. "You wanna explain why you're getting a hard-on, Malik...?" Malik smiled awkwardly. "I was just about to ask the same thing. I had no idea you were gay." Altair shot his head up immediately. "What makes you think I'm gay?" Malik shrugged to basically say it's obvious enough. "And it's cold outside too..." Altair flopped his head back down onto Malik's shoulder. "And the blankets aren't helping either..."

Malik resorted to asking a random question, though he knew what the answer was most likely going to be. "Why don't we move to the back seat so we have a better position and can lay down easier...?" Altair held his breath for a second. "...Its...better than sitting up here like this I suppose..." They untangled themselves and made their way to the back seat, same position as before, but Altair caught his food on the dash board and caused himself to lurch forward. Only centimeters away from each others' faces, they remained there, frozen. It seemed like an eternity passed with the two of them like that.

All Altair could think of was the wild conversations they were having this entire day and even during the car ride that got them lost on a back-road. Even though he had grown up, believing himself to be straight, he was beginning to question himself. Slowly, ever so slightly, Altair moved slightly forward. Or at least, he thought it was him. Was Malik moving forward too? The thought was cut off when their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss. Altair suddenly found himself wanting more.

Cliffhanger~~! 8D anyways, rate and review and what not~ I'll have another chapter up soon~! and i know its short v:l so lemme alone