Altair stood up straight cleansing his teeth at the fiery pain that struck in his ribcage "are you just going to stand out there all night or come in so I can get some actual work done? "a voice said from inside the Bureau. Altair closed his fist until the noise of his leather gloves stretching caught the voice attention making it sound even more annoyed ''by Allah…get your ass in here novice!" Altair slowly walked inside removing his hand from his ribs. The second he meet eyes with Malik he held down his head so that his hood covered even more of his face "safety and peace Malik" Altair slowly peeked up to see what expression Malik would make…if it was okay for Altair to walk closer to the counter or to even meet eyes with him…no…never he didn't have the rights to look Malik in the eyes at least not yet. "tsh what is that you want? Novice" Malik shrugged as he dropped some maps and a big book that he could write down information about a target that was meant to be eliminated by the Assassin that came with the information. Altair cleared his throat "I am here because I seek Mohammed La'had, the man whom deals with the trading here in Jerusalem where can I find him?" Malik slammed his hand on to the book "arrogant brat!" he spitted out and looked at the startled Altair "what is it I have done wrong now?!" Altair tried to hold back his anger but it was slowly leaking out and he was losing control over it. "you think I will just give you all of the information? That you can just come in here and demand that I serve you the information that you are suppose to find out yourself?! You think you can just arrive here and that I'll just point out your target?!" Altair opened his mouth as if he was about to say something but closed it fast looking down at the floor again. "have you forgotten what it means to be a novice?! Or did Al Mualim just rank you master just because you were his little lap dog or" Malik was cut off as Altair jumped on top of the counter grabbing on to his throat, pulling him over the counter and then throwing him in to the small table behind him. Altair that was furious and blocked out the sound of Malik groaning as he tried to move. Altair grabbed on to his dark blue robes and pulled him closer to him as he went down on one knee to be face to face with Malik, not only had Malik lost an arm but also an brother because of Altairs stupid and arrogant ways he had also endangered the Assassin's home and the life of Al Mualim himself. Altair breathing started to slow down as he looked straight down at Malik, once again ashamed of what he had done but unaware of what he should do now. Truth be told Altair didn't hate Malik….he loved him…they had been friends since they were just teens and they had done so much together, closer then brothers but not yet lovers. Altairs first kiss was with Malik and after that moment it didn't matter if he was with a woman…all he could think of was him. "Malik….i know you hate me..i know you do but…." Malik snapped kicking Altair off him with force and coughing loudly as he was trying to catch his breath. Altair sat up looking down at the floor once again not knowing what he should do "please Malik…tell me what I can do for you to at least see me as an brother again" Altair whispered then slowly he waited for the yelling the cursing and the throwing to start but it never did. Malik just sat there staring at him, Altair couldn't make out what expression Malik was making so he just sat there in the quiet room willing to stay there all night as long as Malik would say something.
