Rating: T
Pairings/characters: Kiryu & Bommer
Warnings: nada
Summary: Kiryu pays Bommer a visit while waiting for his final duel.


Underworld

"So you're Demak's new pet."

Bommer didn't look up immediately. He's been sitting here for hours, alone in this cell, and no one had bothered to acknowledge he was here, so he was surprised to have company. But he wasn't about to show it. Not until he had a better idea of what was going on. Maybe especially once he knew what was going on.

Although he really didn't like being called a "pet."

"Whatever. Misty has a new pet too. And Rudger has his little spiders..."

"Who are you?" Bommer asked. The figure in the shadows laughed, a baying laughter that would send shivers up anyone else's spine. The figure stepped out of the shadows and leaned on his arms against the bars of the cell, leering at him with a broken grin.

"Kiryu Kyosuke, favored servant of the Giant." Kiryu cocked his head, looking Bommer over with wild gold eyes. "And I know who you are. We were watching the Fortune Cup. You little stunt was impressive. Too bad it didn't work."

Bommer studied him silently, ignoring the weak taunt. Kiryu looked to be around his age and absolutely crazy, although there was something about him that was charismatic. He moved like a person who knew what he was about and his place in life and was happy with it.

He was certainly more sure of himself than Rudger.

"Why are you here?"

Kiryu blinked in surprise and shrugged, although he started looking a little wary. "I wanted to see what you were like."

"No." Bommer shook his head and looked Kiryu over again. "Why are you down here, with them? Servant of the Giant, you said. Why?"

Kiryu's expression fell immediately. The crazy was still there, perhaps more so than before, but so was someone intelligent and righteously angry. One of his hands grabbed one of the bars, knuckles turning white with how hard he gripped it.

"Why else?" Kiryu muttered. "Revenge. That's why we're all here. That's why Demak brought you here, isn't it?"

Bommer nodded, staying silent for now. If asked, he'd explain, but he figured Kiryu already knew why. He'd mentioned watching the Fortune Cup, after all.

Kiryu shifted to look over at the door, scowling at it. "'Course he couldn't've just left the keys lying around," he muttered, almost too quiet for Bommer to hear. Then he looked back at Bommer, gold eyes glinting starkly out of his shadowed face. "I'd love to give you a tour, but Rudger's an ass. You haven't been too bored just sitting here, have you?"

Bommer shook his head. He'd been stewing too much to be bored. Thinking about his little brother and sister...and all the people of his village...and how Rex Godwin had to be stopped. His hands clenched into tight fists as he thought of that man and his Yliaster and the destruction they'd wrought. Even that utopia called Neo Domino thrived at the cost of hundreds of lives here in Satellite.

"Sometimes it's better not to think about it," Kiryu said, quiet and almost sympathetic. Bommer looked up again; he'd forgotten the other man was there. Or maybe he'd thought Kiryu would have gotten bored with watching him just sit there and wandered off again.

But Kiryu was watching him like a hawk, looking almost...sorry for him. He wondered how much Kiryu really knew about his past. He wouldn't be so sympathetic if he only knew what had been said at the Fortune Cup.

Bommer stood and walked over to the bars. Kiryu didn't move except to stare up at him. It was odd looking down so much to look Kiryu in the eyes; he didn't really feel that much taller than Kiryu, even with Kiryu slouching over like he was.

"What is 'it' for you?" Bommer asked, curious about how this man worked. And after how friendly Kiryu had been, he was surprised to see Kiryu stand up straight and cross his arms in front of his chest, completely closing himself off.

"I didn't come down here to talk about my problems," Kiryu sneered, all his previous amiability gone.

Bommer mirrored his stance and smirked inwardly at the annoyed look that formed on Kiryu's face.

"Do you ever talk about your problems, Kyosuke?"

He couldn't help a faint smirk from pulling at his lips at Kiryu's reaction to that-like he'd taken a sip of sour milk and was deciding whether it really was sour or just his imagination.

"It's none of your business," Kiryu said finally. He took a step back, and another, and turned to leave. Reluctantly. He wasn't looking at Bommer anymore, but he wasn't looking in a completely different direction either.

And he hadn't corrected Bommer on using his first name. Bommer always found it interesting when someone in this country did that.

"Leaving already?"

Kiryu sneered back at him. "I got what I wanted. I need to go prepare for a duel." He took a few steps, paused, and ducked his head, as if that would muffle what he was saying. "See you later."

Bommer watched until Kiryu disappeared into the shadows of the hallway. Then he walked back to the stone bench and sat down again, feeling a bit more content than he had before. That had been an interesting way to break up the monotony of sitting in this cell for hours.

"'See you later," was it..."