Warning: contains yaoi

AltairxGuard


He pushed Henry to the floor, then began to undress him. Altair ran his fingers over the young man's torso, tracing circles on his chest. He moved his hand down to Henry's crotch where he rubbed the bulge in his trousers. The archer leaned forward to kiss the assassin but Altair stopped him.

"I don't kiss," he growled.

Henry sealed his lips to keep from protesting, afraid of losing a good night. Instead he flipped Altair to his back and undressed himself and the assassin. Henry traced his fingers over the scars all over his partner's body. Then his hands snaked down to Altair's throbbing member. He took him in his mouth and sucked hard.

Altair breathed heavily, trying to keep from moaning. Henry rolled his tongue around the head of his penis, looking up every now and then to see his eyes roll to the back of his head.

"Henry—stop," Altair panted.

He sat up and pushed the archer on his back, spreading Henry's legs.

"You," Altair breathed, caressing his chin. "You're so beautiful."

He entered the younger man, this time slowly.

"Oh...Al-Altair!"

A smile stretched across the assassin's face.

"Say it again," Altair Whispered in Henry's ear as he thrust into him harder and harder each time. "Call my name again."

"Altair! Oh...Allah! ALTAIR!"

He came inside him, then pumped the archer's dick until he came too.

"Oh!" Henry sighed. "You are amazing..."


"Altair, are you there?" Malik called.

Groggily, Altair made his way to the Rafik's counter.

"This came in while you were sleeping."

He gave Altair a questionable look, then placed a scroll on the counter and turned away. Altair read the scroll and smiled slightly. He knew where to find Henry.


They met outside a house in the middle district of Jerusalem. Henry smiled widely when he saw the assassin walk towards him. Suddenly, a cloaked figure grabbed his both of his arms and escorted him to a dark alley way. Henry followed closely behind.

"What is this?" Altair yelled, struggling against the two men.

The two men kicked at the spot behind his legs, bringing him to his knees in front of another hooded man.

"Who are you? Let me go!"

The Man (obviously their leader) grabbed Altair's hood and pulled it back. He looked up. Their leader was an old man with greying brown hair and bluish-grey eyes. The old man smiled and waved his arms in an upward motion, signaling his men to raise him up.

They brought Altair to his feet. He shoved his elbow in the abdomen of the man on the left, then punched the man on the right across his jaw. Their leader whipped his cane across the assassin's face [Wait, wtf did the cane come from?], drawing blood. Altair touched the side of his face and grimaced.

"He's not a very bright one is he?" the old man asked.

"Father, please. Don't kill another one," Henry laughed, walking over to a bruised Altair.

"What's going on?"

Henry sighed. "My father. That's what's going on."

Henry's father held out a hand to the assassin. "Kaden," he greeted as he helped the assassin up. "Come inside. Jasmine will clean you up."

"Why-" Altair began but Henry cut him off.

"Don't ask," he replied quickly grabbing onto his left arm to help him into the house.

Henry sat him down in the kitchen, at the dining room table. A young woman with light brown hair walked in. She looked almost identical to the Henry he saw at the market. Were they twins?

"Kaden, will you bring the crate?" Jasmine asked. "Father?"

Kaden was too busy staring at the assassin. Altair looked up and realized this.

"Kaden?" He asked. "Why does that name sound so familiar?"

The old man smiled. "Maybe you have met a namesake of mine. His name was-no-maybe not. Forget I said anything. I'll get the crate."

Another woman rushed in. She wore a green dress made of fine fabric. She looked like a noblewoman.

"Oh!" Henry cried putting his hand to his forehead. "This is my sister, Jasmine. And there," he said indicating the woman on the stairs "Is my mother Henrietta; hence my name."

Henrietta held out her hand. "Don't worry; I won't try to kill you...yet."

Altair hesitated, but shook the woman's hand.

Kaden returned to the room with the "crate" that Jasmine had asked for. She cleaned his wound and patched it up. "There, all better," she announced. "Now, is this the famous Altair you have been telling us about?"

"Oui, soeur. He is."

Henrietta did not seem to trust the assassin, but Jasmine and Kaden's impressions were both different from hers. Kaden seemed very fond of him while Jasmine was...well...

"Injuste! Comment ne tu se tout l'bonne celles?" [all that time sleeping in fourth period French class sure paid off ^_^] Jasmine yelled.

Altair was taken aback by this sudden outburst, but the family seemed very used to it.

"Arrêtez recherche et peut-être vous serez retrouver quelqu'un. Putain!"

Jasmine gasped and stormed out of the room. Altair looked at a very angered Henry. The young man sighed.

"She gets like this sometimes, but it's okay. She'll forget all about it tomorrow."

Henry looked at his parents. "Father, mind if take a stroll for a while?"

Kaden nodded. "Just be careful with him. He's only 17."

Henry rolled his eyes. "I'll be 18 in a while. I'm not that young."

"You're 17?" Altair asked, but his question was ignored.

"Don't do anything you'll regret." His father warned. "Especially in the sexual ways."

"Too late for that," Henry shouted grabbing Altair's hand and bolting out the door.

"Ce que tu signifier? Se retour ici! Expliquent vous Bastard!" [Hmm...I wonder what the last word translates to xD]

The two were already out and in the city before Kaden could chase them down. He sighed and looked over to his wife. "Ah. Garçons sera se garçons"


Why does Kaden's name seem familiar to Altair? Why did Malik give altair that look? Will Henrietta ever warm up to Altair? Will I ever get a grade higher than a 70 in french? find out in the next chapter (hopefully).

*kiss*kiss*

I luvez youuuuu pplz!

Thanx 4 reading

P.S: "Garçons sera se garçons" translates to "Boys will be boys" [like a french boss...oh...PMHS inside joke then...sorry if you don't get it...it's a houston/pasadena thing xD]-I got the idea from playing Assassin's Creed II (which i got on christmas day and just completed yesterday night...in two days xD)

~ 3 Miyuki