Author's Note: Hiya! This is the first fanfic for ZP. I've written Heroes stories. So, please reveiw! Btw, this is rated for slash of Elwood/Gamma and is not a oneshot. No flames on the relationship, I find slashes challenging and fun to write, and Smith/Gamma didn't seem like fun because Smith has a mysterious personality when he's serious. I'm also just guessing Gamma's age and if it isn't right, oh well.
The sun shone brightly upon the gravelled road, the two figures walking along it. A silver coat fluttered in the wind, a monarch butterfly of an elegant black drawn on the back. The other wore a chocolate brown suit and a hat to match, resembling a banker easily. From behind, it was obvious that he was wearing large glasses. Honey blonde hair gave off a cozy warmth in the weather. The suitcase swayed with each step, giving off a small noise as it gently moved. Ashen hair had blown back with the coat and finally, a husky sigh had broken the silence.
"Smith, should we have left him?" Gamma asked, lips slightly parted in his pondering moment. "I mean, what if Elwood dies?"
"He would've died anyway, Gamma, if he hadn't stopped to train seriously," Smith replied, his voice deep and clipped. Gamma gave a sideways glance to Smith, his brows furrowing. Pale skin felt like it was burning. Smith cocked his head and let out a sigh of his own, a braced frown curving upon his lips.
"If he comes," Smith decided to compromise with Gamma, wanting to make this trip as easy as possible, "and he catches up to us, he can stay." Gamma let a small smile grace his lips but Smith knew everything wasn't perfect. Something had perplexed him. Why did Gamma seem so attatched to Elwood? They couldn't have grown friends so easily, Elwood was 13 and Gamma was about 22. Smith's head turned forward again, another sigh echoing through the gentle breeze of the summer day. They were approaching a town and they both saw the bounty hunters awaiting their first move.
"Smith," Gamma called out noisily, "We've been expected."
"Of course we have," Smith's cheerfullness had returned, his breifcase snapping open. In a quick flash of brown, the gleaming silver pistol was retrieved. The tip of the hybrid chainsaw/sword had lanced into the ground, both taking an intimidating stance. Smith's heel dug into the terra firma and he lept into the air, gunshots ringing around as the bodies fell in such quickness. Gamma advanced forward to the next wave, his blade waving and shoving through the crowd of attempting fighters. Smith had landed and deftly backflipped once, coming back to back with Gamma. They both struck their poses again, a shot ringing out. Smith ducked forward, the bullet grazing his neck. One man stood with a bold sneer, his gun smoking. He quickly aimed it at Gamma and prepared to shoot, his finger pulling the trigger.
The soaring knife caught the sunlight in glorious triumph before lunging forward into the assassin's skull, the target reached. Gamma and Smith quickly spun around to find the shadowed figure standing on the rooftop, the blazing light acting as a makeshift halo for their savior. He wore a blue and red jacket with matching pants. Raven black hair was unruly at the slightest, blowing in the breeze. Eyes narrowed as a smirk graced his lips. Gamma gaped openly as Smith stood, his brows knitting together in disbelief.
Elwood.
xOx
The trio was reunited. Elwood had trained for a month and then came after Gamma and Smith. He was much better, he stood a chance against Smith and Gamma. Now he wasn't a Flunky, he was an Apprentice, and he would soon be a full on Teammate. Gamma was in an unusually good mood, a smile never leaving his face. They were in search of the rings as it started, all of them together.
"So," Elwood finally said, "Where do we go to sleep?" Night was falling. Gamma's smile finally faded. He searched around and creened his neck to see up ahead. A small town would have a hotel. They all began to hurry there.
Gamma walked in first, walking up to the woman at the front desk. She gave him a pasted smile, turning her head slightly.
"How may I help you?" The cheery voice sounded like it was forced. Elwood held back laughter.
"We'd like three rooms, please," Smith sauntered forward, a pasted smile of his own on. Elwood's amusement could not be held. He openly sniggered and managed to fake it into a cough. Gamma gave him a small grin.
"I'm sorry, this place is packed. We only have one room left..." Her uncaring voice was met with a sense of amusement.
"One room then," Smith's choked reply came, followed by a small chuckle. The woman perked a brow and then shook her head, handing him the key. They all walked down the hallway to the last room. They walked inside and found 2 beds and a bookshelf. A coffee maker was unplugged on a table that was unnaturally clean. The three gazed around.
"I call a bed," Smith chirped, placing his breifcase on one. Gamma slammed his sword case on the other. Elwood let out a small sigh and began to gather sheets and a pillow for the floor. Gamma watched him with a small sense of pity before groaning in exasperation.
"Sleep with me, er..." Gamma's eye lightly twitched. "You sleep under both the sheet and the blanket, and I'll just sleep on top of the sheet underneath the blanket." Elwood chuckled.
"'Kay, Gamma. Thanks," he said softly, he placed out stuff for tomorrow and all three lay in their beds. Elwood didn't feel that uncomfortable at all, he just blocked out Gamma. But Gamma, he smiled to himself and felt just right. If only they had both slept underneath the sheets.