Inseparable

Okay buddies, this is basically some drabbles related to 'Outcast' my biker mice story. Some of the chapters I have written have some amazing moments or possible moments in them, this drabble in particular is inspired by Chapter 4.

Warning:- This is implied yaoi, strong affection for each other. There is implied racism, abuse and general fear and trauma for Throttle. If you are easily affected by this please do not read.

Implied Modo x Throttle

It was Modo that initially held everything together. He was a mother hen, he juggled the two of them, keeping them both happy when they had fallen out. Throttle was never far from Modo's side. Their bond grew stronger with every passing day. They had a balance, Modo was a large, strong boy with a big heart, whilst Throttle was the soft, weak looking guy but he was sly and intelligent. They were a great team, the top of their classes and great at sports.

The other children thought they were both strange, as all they really ever needed was each other. Modo and Throttle would disappear into the most hidden and quietest place and never show up until it was time for the next class. Even then they sat at the back and next to each other.

The rumour mill was over-flowing, apparently they were having under-aged sex and were drug-dealers. In another kids opinion, Throttle was pregnant and had already had twins, the two of them were apparently juggling family life.

Modo had just shook his head at the childish antics of his fellows kids, but he could help feeling angry at them for talking about them in front of his smaller friend. Throttle had always been sensitive, Modo didn't know anything about his past, but as soon as the golden furred boy heard his name being spoken or was stared at, he would withdraw into himself.

The grey mouse knew that his little bro would most likely have broken down or attacked the students that talked about him. So the wise grey mouse had taken to hiding himself and Throttle. As soon as Throttle knew they were in privacy, he would climb onto the larger mouse's lap, and hold onto Modo like he was the boys last life-line. Perhaps to Throttle he was.

So here he was with Throttle sitting in his lap, the boys arms tightly wrapped around his neck. Modo had one hand on the small of Throttle's back and another in the boys hair, holding Throttles head beneath his chin as the smaller boy sobbed. He knew that if they were found or seen, it would be taken the wrong way but Modo didn't mind.

The grey mouse didn't know when it had started, all he remembered was his silent vow to be there for his bros. But now as he looked down into golden locks and glanced the dark pink, almost red antenna he realised he had started to crave holding his little bro.

When Throttles sobs had broken down, he still hadn't let go of Modo. Instead he snuggled even closer, his hands gripping Modo's shirt tightly. Modo smiled and tightened his grip. "Are you alright, bro?" Throttle merely nodded his head lazily, Modo went silent soaking up the affection that the two were experiencing.

When the bell went announcing the next class, Modo let go reluctantly and smiled at Throttles annoyed expression. Giving another hug to the boy Modo kissed the top of his head and chuckled. "Let's head back to class." Throttle nodded his agreement and lead the way, once more going back to the illusive boy act.

One thing Modo knew for sure was that even though Throttle might not reciprocate his feelings. He could still be the comfort that Throttle needed and Modo was more then happy with that.

A/N:- This just came to me as I typed chapter four, I just felt there was a hidden passion that could be taken further. It is not quite yaoi but I still think its beautiful. Let me know what you think…