Here is Chapter Four there is again much cursing and if that offends you. Why are you still reading this? I'm just playing. Anyways enjoy.

Sinbad's plan was going wonderfully so far. Oh sure it, had hit a few snags, the biggest being that, for some unfathomable reason, the purple haired man was finding it very difficult to convince anyone of his friends, to willingly trip and or crash into the object of his latest obsession. He had of course had tried to get Drakon to do it, as the he was the largest of all his friends, but his roommate had flat out refused.

"NO" His roommate had growled at him that morning from his bed, after Sinbad had pitched his idea to him, in all its glory.

"But I" Sinbad had begun to plead before the larger man had cut him off.

"I refuse to get out of this bed and help you commit assault against this poor guy. Just because you want in his pants. Find someone else." So much for loyalty, Sinbad had thought begrudgingly, but no worries. He had finally talked Sharrkan into it, after explaining, that he needed to sleep with said man or he would die. Sharrkan also, unlike Masrur who had also, he might add, turned him down, thought his plan was a brilliant stroke of genius.

So here he was, sitting in a booth wearing his best outfit a tight black long-sleeved shirt and holey jeans, watching the door to Rise and Grind, and waiting for his sexy cactus to walk in. He glanced at his phone checking the time, 3:10.

The door opened and there walked in the white haired man that he had been waiting for. Sinbad had decided that Ja'far was looking a thousand times hotter than yesterday, in a naughty bookworm kinda way, wearing a large dark green sweater and jeans with a pair of black rimmed glasses.

He watched him head over to the counter and place his order with Alibaba. Sinbad locked eyes with Sharrkan and gave the signal. They both stood up, Sinbad made sure to place himself close enough to catch the smaller male after Sharrkan bumped him.

He watched as Sharrkan, who might have been a bit too enthusiastic, very roughly and very purposely shoulder checked Ja'far. Who tripped and lost his balance and began to fall backwards dropping his coffee. Sinbad held out his arms to catch him.

He was ready he had been imaging it all day. He would catch the man, who would blush in embarrassment cutely before muttering out a thank you. Sinbad of course would then flash a smile down at him and say it was his pleasure offer to buy him another cup of coffee and then.

Crash….

Sinbad stared in front of himself blankly, before realizing what had happened his face becoming an expression of horror.

Missed….

He had missed…..

Ja'far was having a terrible day. For some unholy reason, his laptop decided to act as if it had been possessed by all the demons of the underworld that morning when he had logged on to check his emails. That wouldn't have been too bad on its own. He had quickly gotten dressed and headed out to the place on Twenty Second St. were he usually went for tech support. Only the damned place happened to be closed on Saturdays, and if that hadn't been bad enough, to top it all off, he was now on his ass in the middle of the floor, in his favorite coffee shop, his 3 dollar cup of joe lying in a puddle next to him, all because some asshole decided on purpose to shove him.

It had to be on purpose, because the guy had put way to much force behind the shoulder check for it to be anything other than an intentional act, and Ja'far knew all about assholes and violence. So when it was directed at him he knew it. He cursed under his breath and began to stand up thoroughly pissed off and slightly embarrassed that he had fallen down in front of a coffee shop full of strangers. So much so, that when a tan hand entered his view Ja'far looked at it with almost gratitude. Until, the hands owner spoke.

"Here let me." You have got to be fucking kidding me he wanted to scream. He knew that voice, Ja'far looked up. Yep, standing in front of him was none other than that fucking asshole, Sinbad. He gritted his teeth and slapped the offered hand away, with a large amount of aggression.

"No thanks. I'd rather do it myself." He groundout and proceeded to stand, glaring at his spilt coffee and Sinbad with defiance. Well at least there was no reason for him to stay here in the purpled jackass's presence now that his coffee was gone. That was the only plus about this whole shitty situation.

He went to pick up his bag, he was ready to simply go home, open a novel and not leave till Monday. But no, Sinbad grabbed it just before he could and offered it to him all while wearing that infuriating smile. He narrowed his eyes,

"What part of I'd rather do it myself, do you not understand?!" He hissed out before snatching his bag back with more force than necessary, and hoping that the man would die of some horrible flesh eating disease.

"I was just trying to be helpful." He answered still smiling that damn smile. Ja'far expected that smile made all the women and men swoon, but he unlike most of the other lemmings could see through his nice guy bullshit. Ja'far snorted at him in disdain.

"I'm sure. You just were being a good guy right? You don't have any ulterior motives." He continued mockingly, "You were just going to hand me my bag right? You weren't then going to attempt your horrible idea of flirting right? Or offer to buy me another cup of coffee to try to win me over right?" he watched the Golden eye man deflate. "Right that's what I thought. Well as I already made perfectly clear the other day, I would rather fuck a polar bear at least they'd be intelligent company." And with that he turned around preparing to leave only to see the guy who shoulder checked him, staring at them intently.

"Oh and you," he pointed to his assaulter, "If you ever purposely knock into me again." His tone dropped menacingly "I will personally castrate you."

He left then slamming the door behind him, because fuck them and fuck this. There was just know helping, it apparently this just wasn't his day.

So Sinbad is not only an asshole but also an idiot, who is gonna have to step up his game if he wants in those pants and Ja'far is not having anyone's bullshit especially Sins, he is all about the nope. Do you like the way the stories going? Any whacky ideas for Sinbad's operation sleep with Ja'far? Let me know, review or comment. Hell just say hi. I'm a lonely Cactus.