I absolutely love the pairing of these two. Grumpy + Arrogant = awww s***
Disclaimer: Maybe if I bribed the company that own Assassins Creed with donuts, they will give it to meeeeee O_o But for now, I don't own anything.
"Malik." Don't move, and he might leave.
"Malik?" He will leave, just ignore him Malik.
"Malik?" Just a little while longer…
"MALIK!"
"AH!" Thump. "Altair dammit! What the hell do you want?" Malik asked, rubbing the part of his head that had collided with the floor.
"I needed to talk to you," Altair shrugged innocently. Giving his supposed friend a cold glare, Malik sat up and attempted to find some clothes, seeing that his sleeping boxers were not very covering. After pulling on a pair of pants (being tired had its downs), Malik walked out to his desk and lazily leaned into his chair.
"Now, what is so important that your thick head felt the need to shove me out of my bed and sleep?" Altair hardly paid attention to the insult and licked his lips before speaking.
"Do you like the color red or blue more?" Malik blinked his eyes a few time before looking Altair directly in the eye
"Do I what? This is why you woke me? To ask me which stupid color I preferred? Altair, I will count to ten, and by that time, you better be the hell out of my bureau or I swear to the gods of Jerusalem I will kill you myself!" he screamed, pulling a sword from the pot beside him. Altair took a cautious step backwards.
"Now wait, I'm serious Malik."
"Three, Two!-"
"I was going to give you a gift!"
"ALTAIR!" Seeing Malik come at him like a raging bull made him shut his mouth and run for the exit to the bureau.
"Malik! Reason with me for a moment!" he shouted, pulling his legs over the edge.
"I do not need any reasoning at five in the morning!" he screamed, aiming his sword and throwing it at Altair. Without a second thought, Altair made a mad dash for it as he heard Malik run up the wall after him. When the coast was clear, Altair sat down to cool off in the heat. After seeing Malik red with furry like that, he decided that the red diamond blade embroidered with golden silk, and custom seal leather from the northern edge of Antarctica would be more suiting. Guess the old grumpy Dai would have to wait until the afternoon to receive it…
And that children, is why you don't chase people out of your home when they shove you out of bed to ask which color you like better (-; I might add a chapter to see how it goes, but I will let my reviewers decide on that…
