Chapter 4
The One and Only
The door swung open in front of him. The wind of its movement making him take a small step back. Fingers squeezing the bag he held tighter, squinting up at the light that poured onto the doorstep he stood on. Strong black silhouette of a man lingering over him, glaring down at him.
"Oh no way." The figure moved back a step. Light running over it as it stepped out from under the doorframe. Sweet yellow glow running down the unruly red hair and dark eyes. Over the tight black t-shirt and loose gray boxers to the scarred skin that stood. "What the hell do you want Tom?" He frowned. "I thought we reached an understanding I was never going to-"
"Here." He stopped talking, interrupted as the disastrous blonde hair moved. Small hand snapping up at him, back first from where the blue eyes hadn't looked up. Ignoring what he said. Where he was. All that he knew was that someone was talking to him. He blinked.
Son of a bitch, his mind frowned fast looking at the bright pink kiss mark. Blue pen written to *him* underneath. "Your joking." He spit his phrase fast, it better be a joke. His scarred hand grabbing the small hand and pulling it forward to see better.
"AH!" The blonde hair snapped. Wildly pulling back and yanking the gun up from his pants. Aiming at...."Ah No Way!" His blue eyes widened. Looking at the familiar irritated face from behind the thin black line. "Not You!" He frowned. She sent him here?! Sent him to this Idiot!? WHY!? Out of all the people she must have met! All the places she must have been! Why this ignorant scumbag?! This loser!? Why would she want to send him to someone who tried to kill him with oatmeal! "NOT YOU!"
"Not me?" He frowned, almost chuckling. "Don't you think I should maybe be saying that." He made a face. "Now just what the hell do you think your doing here? And what the hell is this?!" He made a face, pointing to the small hand he still held. "Who gave you this!?" He dropped the hand baffled. His tone softening lightly as the kid looked up. Pink swollen face, plastered with a look that worried him.
"She did." The blue eyes disappeared, looking back down at the hand of pink kiss. Gun barrel still aiming absently off to the side at nothing.
"Hey Tom you alright?" He made a small frown. "Diana did that?" He frowned harder, his voice slumping. Someone was cashing in a favor. "She didn't by any chance happen to give you a message for me did she?"
"Yeah." The blue eyes looked up, watching the scarred face slump harder. "She said I was to tell you...that you owe her something big!" The blue eyes frowned at him suddenly. He owed her something big. For the day he spent with her, for being able to be loved for a moment. He owed her so much, but could never go back. "You OWE HER! I OWE!...She is bettER THEN WHAT!..." His dark eyes frowned at the light face that looked like it was short circuiting under him again.
"Get inside damnt. You want people to call the cops!"
He felt himself trip forward as the scarred hand yanked him inside. His blue eyes blinking lightly running over the interior of the large empty building..
"Man what a dump."
"Hey!" The unruly red hair shot him a hard look as he thought his comment out loud. "If I recall correctly Tom Thumb you weren't living much better." He grunted lightly, crossing his arms. "So Diana" He grinned slyly. "She say anything about coming by anytime soon?"
The blue eyes frowned at him, without moving at all. A look of disgust creeping over the light features and staring hard at him. This was the guy he owed something big to? Someone he was in debt to? This talking idiot who...wanted...his mother for... "Your disgusting." He frowned watching the dark eyes squint at him.
"Alright lets get one thing straight." The dark eyes sneered at him, taking a step forward irritated. "Whenever until Diana drags her nice ass down here to pick you up, you listen to me and do what I say when I say it. It wouldn't hurt to think of yourself as hired help." The scarred face grinned at him, watching the blue eyes listen to this. Crap. "Just look at the positive side Mr. Thumb. Your not living anywhere with a dirt floor, and no one will come busting in to uproot whatever sick little toys you got in your stomach." The unruly red hair made a sure grin, pulling its gun out and aiming at the closed front door for show. "And if they try. I'll blast em." The dark skin glanced back at him, smirking. "That's just *how* good I am." He chuckled to himself, the kid looked like he was just eating this up.
"She isn't coming to get me. I guess I should say thank you, but considering you just made a complete ass of yourself, it might be a little beneath any standards I have left." he grinned watching the small thin face talk matter o' factly.
"Well Good. There's no reason to say thank..." He blinked. "What the hell did you just say?!" He frowned, watching the light face smile slightly, before it quickly disappeared. Falling blank to a lost expression. "Just who the hell do you think you are!" His blue eyes did a fast concerned blink as the unruly hair started stomping towards the door. Dark eyes snapping back at him as they ripped it open. "Never mind. Go back and tell Diana you can't stay. It's not like I have time to stand around and be insulted by toddlers anyway. Busy guys like me, live on the edge kid." He frowned his grin down at the nervous blue eyes.
Woops. Maybe he shouldn't have been so honest.
"What I meant was...."
"Look I don't want to hear it, it's so boring. Just go tell Diana to come get you or stay there! I am not a babysitter! What does she think this is!?" He frowned, raising his voice slightly but the blonde hair didn't move. His dark eyes studying it lightly. Small bag slumped into the ground and loose pair of blue plaid pants from where it was lightly dropped. But the kids clothes looked to big, the expression look out of sort. To smart for the body wearing it. "Hey Tom did you just hear one thing I said?" He cocked a lazy eyebrow. "I said you can't stay. Get. Out." He frowned slightly, this was exhausting, and the kid hadn't even answered yet.
"Well what if I... I make you a deal. I can make you a deal ok?" His dark eyes frowned bored, watching the loose clothing take a fast step forward pleading with him.
"Yeah what are you going to do? Cry? Stand on your head? Look I've seen it all before. Get out cause I..." He trailed lightly watching the blue eyes silently fill with a sparkly shine, he was failing again. She told him to stay, to do what he was told, and already. Not five minutes in he was messing it up. -Damnt, his head growled, I didn't think the kid would actually cry. "...cause I got things...to do." He mumbled the rest of his sentence slowly, completely absorbed in staring at the small figure, gapping at him lightly. Trying to think of a reason he could give to make him stay. How was it there were none? How was it he was completely useless? "Alright don't start bawling on me damnt. Where is Diana I'll call." He frowned shutting the door. "Man what a pain in the ass." He growled lightly walking past the short figure into the kitchen before ripping the phone off the wall. "Alright, number." He frowned before doing a fast blink as he looked over to the blonde hair. Blue eyes still running over his place. It wasn't so bad. The guy was right. There was a floor, maybe food too. He bit his tongue lightly, no more comments. If the guy was mean he was supposed to ignore it, he owed him something big.
"Hey kid?" He glanced up at the frowning dark eyes watching him. "Are you retarded? Hard of hearing or something? Come on Tom Thumb I don't got all day." The blue eyes did a small flickered frown, irritated before the look disappeared.
"I don't have her number."
"What?!" He made a baffled face hanging the phone up. "What do you mean you don't have it?"
"And I don't know where she lives. I didn't look at he street signs. And I didn't..." His dark eyes watched the blonde hair choke lightly before quickly coughing to hide it. Blinking back the shine in the blue eyes. "I didn't....look at the land marks. I have absolutely...no idea where I am." His dark eyes just stared. Watching the small figure suddenly straighten up, shoulders back, keeping eye contact with him. As though bracing, waiting to be hit, or to face something important. Waiting. He had just been completely honest...this was when a real important reaction was supposed to come.
"And all she did was write on you hand?" He ran out his question, trying to get this all straight. The blonde hair nodded. "Pack your bags, send you on your way?" He watched another small quick nod come back to him. "Did you kiss her goodbye?" He chuckled lightly, grinning slyly at the nodding blue eyes. "On the lips?" He grinned.
"She's my mother!" The blue eyes frowned at him, moving slightly to a more aggressive stance.
"Your mother. You don't say." He chuckled lightly, eyeing the short form. "Where'd she kiss you then?" He grinned, watching the blue eyes study him with an uneasy air as he lazily strolled back over to where the kid hadn't moved. Watching the blue eyes look to the side for a moment before gently reaching up and touching its forehead. Two small fingers tracing over the spot in the middle above his nose. "Ahh a kiss of true love." He grinned, leaning over into the light face. Blue eyes absorbing him, expressions, tones, movements. "Did you know it's considered the greatest kiss of all?"
"No." The blue eyes shook no, staring at him. The scarred reckless face an inch from his own.
"It is. It means she loves both your mind...and your body." He grinned watching the blonde just blink slowly, thinking about this. "It's a high complement." He stood back up, offering a quick chuckle. "Must have made quiet an impression." He chuckled harder watching the light face just firm back up from where it had dropped to a everything your saying is being recorded into my mind absent expression that watched him. "Do you love her back?" He watched the head do another small nod. "You miss her?"
"Course I miss her." The blue eyes frowned immediately, snapping him a disgusted expression.
"Well I miss her too." He grinned. "But you don't see me crying about it so from now on if you want to cry do it somewhere else cause I don't want to look at you." He sent the light face a frown, watching it tense up. "Come to think of it. Just looking at you now is rather disgusting." He frowned, talking slow as he came to his decision. "What the hell is wrong with your skin? Are you supposed to be that color?" He frowned annoyed, watching the light arms just move further behind the loose green shirt of the frowning face. "What are you one of those people with no skin color? I thought you said you were human? You definitely don't look like me." He frowned leaning back down to the small face, that look a nerved but didn't back up. "Why are you so scrawny? You want girls to beat you up?"
"Why are you so dumb? You want people to make a fool out of you?" He frowned his question/ answer back, watching the scarred face only grunt. Slowly grinning.
"Your a real wise ass you know that?" He chuckled standing back up.
"Your a real dumb ass you know *that*" The blue eyes frowned at him, taking a step closer. "That's why I am going to live here."
"Fine we'll go and-Your Going To What!?" The unruly red hair almost choked, stumbling at the small words.
"That's right." He frowned a small nod. "You heard me right cause that's what I said! Unless, *your* hard of hearing." The blue eyes grinned slightly.
"Yeah you think your funny kid. Well I got news for you." He shot a finger into the light face, pointing at it. "You can live anywhere you want but here." He frowned slightly, irritating Tom.
"Huh who are you joking." The blue eyes shot a sly look up to him. "Your going to need me. Betcha I can do a lot of things you can't. That's why I am going to stay...because I owe you something big." He blinked, listening. The kid was talking, completely serious. Blue eyes looking up at him, they meant it. "I have to stay, because you...because I owe you a big favor." His dark eyes started frowning.
"Just what the hell are you talking about Tom? You don't owe me anything. In fact, if your so set on doing me a favor, there's the door. It would be very helpful if you would escort yourself out now, because I am tired." He grinned, walking towards the battered sofa as he spoke. His sly grin sinking into it, waiting for the sound of the door so he could yell a goodbye.
"Why do you call me Tom?" He cracked an annoyed eye at the blonde hair standing next to side of the couch.
"What are you serious?" He frowned his mumble. "Didn't I just tell you to get out?"
"I am not leaving till I repay my debt."
"What makes you so honest?"
He watched the blue eyes think as no answer came. "I owe it to someone." The blue eyes looked down, thinking hard before snorting at him. "Huh, if you honestly thought it was because I was so indebted to you. You got it wrong." The light face grunted at him. "I meant what I said, and I am not leaving and you can use me. Cause I am smart."
"Oh is that so?" He groaned lightly, closing his eyes.
"Yeah that's so. Ask me something."
He scarred face grinned. How old was this kid? He definitely was funny to talk to. "What did I eat for dinner yesterday?" He grinned, there was no way the kid would know that one.
"Nothing. Your just as hungry as I am." He did a fast blink. Dark eyes looking up at him. How was it the kid answered a personal question?
"What?" He sat up fast, blonde hair taking a small step back but the blue eyes fallowed him. "How the hell do you know that? Your not one of those freak mind readers are you." He frowned his last sentence. Glancing up as the small finger pointed towards his kitchen and empty clean sink and counter.
"You don't look like the house cleaning type to me." The blue eyes grinned slyly at him.
"You now your quite an observer." He chuckled lightly, leaning into the couch from where he sat slumped into it.
"And your an assumer. You think just because I am small I can't do anything."
"Well if that's not the case feel free to prove me wrong." He grinned, watching the blue eyes frown at his answer.
"I managed to keep you hostage for more than two days."
....................(silence)................... His dark eyes frowned. The stupid kid was right. He had saved him, then tied him up in that shit hole.
"I call you Tom for Tom Thumb, because if you get any thinner they'll be nothing left." He grinned his comment watching the blue eyes think about this.
"My name is James, think of a better thing to call me, or I'll refer to you with the word I am thinking of." The dark eyes shot him a frown.
"Well I always thought James was a rather ugly name so how about Jim?" He chuckled lightly.
"Fine." The blue eye growled their answer at him, frowning hard. "What should I call you then."
"Really now, I thought you'd never ask." He grinned. "Tom-"
"Jim"
"Jim your looking at the one and only Gene Starwind." He grinned watching the blue eyes do a slump. What an idiot this guy was. An egotistical idiot. "And right about now, it's time for me to go to bed. Considering I am tired as hell anyway." He did a small solute, watching the blue eyes step back frowning confused as he stood up and started towards the stairs.
"Hey wait a minute!" He was baffled calling after the retard he was living with. Dark eyes lazily looking back at him.
"Yeah right. Well I only have one bed and it's mine. But aaa, let me guess. You didn't bring anything useful with you." He frowned slightly, damnt, it wasn't like he had extras.
"I didn't have anything to bring." He sighed lightly, gripping the small bag his mother had given him.
"Well then." The scarred shoulders shrugged. "Make due on the couch." The dark eyes turned around, starting for the stairs again. "And just ignoring the rain, I heard it was scheduled for tonight. You know...that once every ten year thing? Anyway, I am wasted."
His blue eyes did a fast blink. .......Rain? Light features frowning confused as they watched the tall well built figure walk up the stairs before disappearing in one of the two doors. His blue eyes looking down at the couch, climbing onto it quickly and worming into the back. Damnt. That guy still didn't say what he should call him, just what his name was. He pulled the bag in closer
His face tightening to the soft cotton running under his nose as he inhaled deeply. His eyes welling up with tears immediately...it smelled like her. Even now only being with her for such a short time he could remember what she smelled like. It was going to take a long time this time for him to forget. His body curling up, pulling the soft cotton over the skin of his arms as he tried very hard to preserve the memory he just accessed. In case it would wear thin every time he thought about it. The colors and sound fading, until one day when he would try to remember, it just wouldn't be there, and he would have forgotten. He frowned, sniffling lightly as he felt the items inside the bag move. Blue eyes, dying to know what was inside, closing. He would need it, when he felt like shit, opening that bag...would be one of the greatest presents.
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He felt the room slowly blurring into view as his eyes opened to the chattering of his teeth. His body still curled exactly how it was when he fell asleep only now he could feel the cold biting all pieces of him not overlapped by his body or touched by the couch. His light skin shivering hard as he pulled the bag closer before stopping dead. The great -Bam- and flash from outside pulling his head lower into the couch so nothing but his eye were exposed to see. Blue color squeezing shut to the tremendous rumble that suddenly fallowed to the weird tapping sound that seemed to hit the outside of the building everywhere. Ah Man! His head screamed, to another -bam- of crackling light from outside until the tremendous rumble that shook the window panes.
"Ahh Damnt!" He yelled his swear but the rumbling from outside cut him off. His thin form sliding off the couch to the floor so he could stay hidden for the flash of light. Blue eyes looking up before bolting for the stairs through the rumble. Freezing light hands attaching to the banister as he sunk back to the floor to hide in the dark room, looking up to the upstairs opening door immediately. Watching the silhouette of the tall man trudge out of what must have been the bedroom to the hall window and look out. His ears just making out a mumbled they went all out this time...thunder and everything. Before the heavy footsteps started coming his way, blocked out by the incredible snapping crack of flash and light that pulled him closer to the banister, the roll of loud grumbling immediately fallowing.
It was the most horrible thing he had every heard. Like a gun, blasting apart the heavens.
"Hey?" His dark eyes frowned looking down at the huddled blotch of light blonde colors he almost tripped over. His dark eyes frowning baffled at the light face and body hiding into the rungs of his stairs. "Hey your missing it like that stupid." He frowned, reaching down to the light arm and pulling it up. Feeling the kid hang onto the stairs, fighting his pulling until another loud crack of light admitted. Loose green shirt bolting at him. His scarred skin suddenly aware of the slamming heart and fast breathing as the light arms rapped around his leg. "Hey get off damnt. I am not your mother." He growled annoyed, pushing the blonde hair off, but it hung on harder as he grabbed it. Yellow strains of hair shaking no as he pulled until his irritated "Fine" started walking, dragging the blonde with him.
His fingers struggling to hold onto the weird guy. "Look I am going outside, if your going to stay where you are I guess your coming with me." He grinned lightly, speaking to the closed blue eyes trying to block out the horrible noise. It sounded like the entire Sentinel dome was coming down.
"Let me GO!" He screamed as the strong hands growled at him, ripping him off fast. Growling as the small nails started digging him as he pried them off his leg, holding the small hands together.
"What is that a gun?' He frowned watching a light hands try to make for it's pants before he ripped the gun out. "Nice try kid." He grinned tossing it to the side as he pressed the small wiggling back against his legs to hold onto it. Blue eyes watching where it fell so they could dive for it the minute they wormed out of the strength holding them. "Take a look at this will ya?" He looked up at the scarred hand unlocking the door, turning the handle. "Bet you've never seen water fall from the sky before." His dark eyes grinned as he pulled the door inward, letting it swing wide open to the burst of cold moist air that rushed in on them. Blue eyes widening to the water that seemed to be pouring down from the sky, slamming everything in small bouncing drops.
"AH! HEY!" He screamed as the unruly red hair hanging onto him took a step forward. Frowning dark eyes looking down at him.
"The minute I let you go your going to run for that gun aren't you." He cocked a sly grin watching the blue eyes squint at his comment. "What for? Don't you think I would have made all the phone calls I would have needed by now? Or killed you already?" He chuckled lightly. "If you really owe me something big kid, then stop worrying yourself. I know how to return a favor." He grinned dropping the light hands he held to the small chest. Watching the blonde hair bolt from him, glaring. It didn't like being so close to him anyway. Light baffled features watching the dark eyes just look at the pouring rain before grinning at him. "I was born in England, but I am from America. Fell to locus when I was fourteen."
He watched the blue eyes suddenly drop to a crouch on the floor. Afraid of the loud blast of light and sudden growl the sky admitted. Bright blue color blinking at him from where it was as the thunder calmed outside. Nothing but the pattering of rain. Nothing but the strong man in gray boxers in front of him, wearing a what an idiot expression plastered all over his scarred face. "I was born in Germany. I worked in a ship in orbit. Docked at the Sentinel III gate port entrance for a day."
"And now your stuck here?" He cocked an eyebrow watching the blonde hair nod unsteadily, slowly standing up. "Germany. You don't say." He chuckled lightly. "You speak German?"
'I was born there wasn't I." the blue eyes frowned at his stupidity. Of course he could speak it.
"Well then say something damnt." The scarred face grinned, watching the blue eyes squint at him.
"Ihr ein mann, der shr dumm ist" [basically calling Gene stupid]
"Hahahah!" His blue eyes frowned, watching the scarred face burst out laughing. "Hey that's good." The dark eyes grinned at him, chuckling hard. "You sound like your choking on food Tom."
"Jim!" He snapped his correction watching the scarred shoulder shrug at him.
"Don't worry I'll get it down." He frowned, why did the guy keep telling him not to worry?
"Hey where do you think your going!?" He frowned watching the tall figure start out the doorway, dark eyes glancing back at his yell.
"Outside. Don't you know it only rains every ten years? Last time I was six and to scared to leave my mothers dress." The scarred shoulder shrugged at him. "This time I am going to enjoy it." The unruly color grunted at him, running out into the rain of the street, his blue eyes gasping lightly. Rushing to the doorway and looking out.
"You Idiot! Get back inside right...AH" He choked at the scarred face that was suddenly in front of him. Grinning wildly as it yanked him out. Small hands tearing at his arm as large drops of water started pelting him. Like a shower falling from the sky. "I want to go in!" He grinned at the yell from underneath him. Small legs fallowing his fast run as he pulled the small wrist with him. Out to the curb before stopping, his dark eyes squinting as he looked up.
"Come on kid." He grinned down at the loose clothes pulled into itself and him to stay out of the cold air and water. "Live a little damnt." He frowned, shoving the small back forward hard. Watching it shoot a small yell before tripping to the ground. Glaring up at him from the puddle it sat in. Clear droplets of water running over the light face and small body as he shook his head. Feeling water spray from his unruly color as he grinned.
"Ah!" The blonde hair pulled back slightly as he jumped into the small puddle it sat in. Blue eyes squinting as the water splashed up. "Your insane! Going to get yourself killed!" He frowned. How could this guy be so stupid?
"What? In the rain?" He grinned a small chuckle. "Not likely. It's not real lightening, it's simulated like the thunder smart guy." He watched the blue eyes do a small double blink. "That's right. You under estimate me don't you." He chuckled. "I am not blaming you, why shouldn't you?" He shrugged. "But I am not turning my world upside down because you suddenly decided to tag along. You got two ways you can go." The blue eyes blinked water out as the unruly red hair crouched down to them. Trickles of water dripping off the scarred shoulders and unruly red hair. "You can ride along in the action, or stand alone in the side lines. I won't bring you if you don't want to come, but I am going anyway. Sooo, you've just got to decide what you are. A go get-er or a nerd." The blue eyes frowned at the two extremes. "Myself, I am go get-er, and I am not going to stay behind and miss it for a nerd." The scarred face grinned, leaning into his with a small grunt. "Don't you think you can handle it? Don't you think your man enough?" He snorted at the blue eyes staring directly into his from where it sat in the puddle he had shoved him into. .....Small mouth opening slightly to answer him.
"Achew!"
"Ahh!" He pulled back as the small face suddenly sneezed. "What the hell kind of answer do you call that?!" He frowned wiping his face lightly. Pulling the rain off with his finger tips as he watched the small face sniffle wiping it's nose before looking up at him.
"I'll tell you what kind." The blue eyes frowned. "The kind that says I am getting the hell out of here! I would have to be the stupidest guy *around* to live with a moron like you!" His dark eyes frowned, crossing his arms at the loose figure of sopping clothes that stood up. "The more you talk the less important my debt to you becomes." The blue eyes frowned at itself, this guy was seriously insane, staying here would be a big mistake.
"Thought you said you owed me something big." He grunted lightly, arms crossed over his chest watching the light face shake no with a this is unreal sarcasm. Opening it's mouth to speak before choking lightly to a loud snap of lightening that made his scarred skin jump. Dark eyes looking up at the sky to the long squiggled yellow line before the bright flash. His body wavering at the smaller one that suddenly dove at him. Clinging to his waist as he watched the black down pour rumble above him. Blocking out the patter of the rain, the hum of the streetlamps, the creaking from his own front door swinging around in the moving wind until he looked down. Doing a fast blink to the small form squeezing him hard, eyes jammed closed afraid. His scarred hands on either small shoulder, where they had instinctively slipped while he was still looking up. Next to oblivious there was a child that had snapped at him when the loud crackle ate the sky. The thin arms around his waist, his own hands running down to them reassuringly while he was still staring up at the sky. The action he couldn't reach. "Either way." He grinned lightly, feeling the small arms loosen. "Your a favor I am supposed to keep. So who says I am going to *let* you leave." He teased lightly, watching the blue eyes slowly look up at him, before snapping back. Almost shoving him off as it backed up a couple feet frowning at him. Thin strains of blonde hair running into the light face as the water pulled it down, blue eyes just staring at him. Unsure. If he was leaving, now was a good time to do it, but he wasn't supposed to. She had asked him to stay and behave himself, dark eyes just watching the rain before muttering something and starting back towards the doorway. Glancing back as he didn't start fallowing, grinning at the blue eyes that suddenly frowned before stomping after him.
"I am *not* getting myself killed but I am *not* a nerd either." He heard the blue eyes frowning at him as he walked in.
"Really." He grinned turning around. "Didn't look like that when you were lying on my kitchen table in oatmeal. If you want to die I'll shoot you in the head and put you out of your misery." The chuckling dark eyes grinned, watching the light face suddenly appear behind the strong barrel of his gun. Blue eyes looking up at the weapon and black barrel aiming in-between his blue eyes. Grinning as the dark eyes did a double blink to the click of the smaller gun that raised up at them, aiming at *his* face. A silence passing over them as they stared at the barrels testing them. Blue eyes glaring into the black hole of the large barrel. This guy would shoot if he wanted, all he would have to do was flinch his hand right and the guy would blast before he could. He could end it now.
His finger tightened lightly.
"Like I said I only have one bed. So if you plan on joining me you better not have any more guns under there." The strong gun barrel motioned towards his body, watching the blue eyes do a blink. Interrupted from where they were deep in thought. He did have more guns. One more, and one knife. "Do you know how to steal a weapon?" He grinned lightly watching the blue eyes continue glaring at his face, watching him grunt a strong sly smile.
"Shit." The blue eyes looked up at him as they tripped backward to the strong kick that shoved him. Scarred hand snapping at the barrel of his gun and flipping it around, aiming them both at him.
"Yeah that's what I'd say too." The dark eyes frowned slightly, speaking firm. "Drop your weapons." The guns clicked, aiming at him. "You can keep them, just can't sleep with them. Didn't you ever think they could go off while you were out?" The dark eyes shot him an you idiot look.
"I always figured accidentally shooting myself was better then what could happen if I didn't them." The blue eyes frowned annoyed.
"Well now. Aren't you the very root of sunshine." He frowned sarcastically, cocking an eyebrow. "Turn around and put your hands against the wall, spread your legs." He frowned sliding the safety onto the smaller gun and sliding it into the rim of his boxers. Watching the blonde hair step back lightly as he stepped forward. "I am not playing around here kid. You better move or I'll move you." He frowned, watching the snarling blue eyes turn around. Thin palms pressing against the wall above the smaller head that listened to the second gun unclick to the strong walking moving behind him. Foreign hands running over his wet chest and back, searching for any weapons. "Right about now I could kick myself for not doing this earlier." He frowned letting just a few finger tips slide towards the inside of the small thin thighs before frowning and running his hand over a gun. His right hand running over the knife attached to the smaller ankle, blonde hair breathing hard, growling at him as he stepped back. Dark eyes watching the small palms slowly pull off the wall and turn around. Light face flicking up at him mad. "Yeah I don't want to hear it." He frowned cocking the gun again. "Get that gun and knife off and throw em over." He frowned watching the small face grit it's teeth at him. He would be totally unarmed without those. "You know you shouldn't put your weapon between your legs kid. If someone's going to look they'll find it no matter where you have it. Your better off not attracting so much attention down there or you'll find situations might not swing in your favor." He grinned lightly watching the small hand pull the gun from inside it's pants and throw it at him. His dark eyes squinting as it just missed. Watching the light hands un-strap the knife around it's ankle.
"I haven't found a situation in my favor yet, and most of them don't involve my weapons." The blue eyes frowned at him, throwing the knife to the floor.
He grunted, sliding the gun back into the rim of his boxers and pulling the smaller one out. Tossing it into the pile in front of him. "That's two guns here, one over there." He pointed towards where he threw the last one. "And one knife. If any of these move." He frowned leaving his sentence at that.
"So your just going to leave them in the middle of the floor?" The blue eyes made a face, what kind of protection tactic was this?
"That's right I am damnt. I am going to bed. Grab your bag or whatever you have cause your coming with me." He watching the blonde hair do a small blink, glaring at him. "That wasn't supposed to be a joke either. Start moving." He frowned, watching the blue eyes growl, starting over for his couch and yanking the bag off. "My bathrooms upstairs. Change, you look disgusting and your getting water all over my floor."
The dark eyes frowned as they trudged up the stairs.
Smaller footsteps coming up next to him.
His scarred face yawning as he pushed in his bedroom door. A sloppy crème walled, gray carpeted nothing complete with one window, queen size bed and dresser.
"Well one and only Gene Starwind, what do you propose now. I don't have anything to change into." He frowned "These aren't even my clothes, they're borrowed."
"What!?" The dark eyes spun around frowning. There was no way the kid was getting in bed with him sopping wet. "Well why the hell didn't you say anything earlier!?" He frowned watching the irritated blue eyes just sigh at him. There wasn't much to say. That bozo was the one that drug him outside and got him wet with his senseless speeches before taking all his weapons except for the gun in his bag. "What the hell are you smiling about?" His dark eyes frowned, watching the light face suddenly smile. "Give me that bag." He frowned extending his hand, watching the light face back up fast hugging it.
"I don't have anything you want ok." The blue eyes shook no at him.
"Well then you won't mind handing it over." He grinned beckoning his fingers in a motion to fill his hand. "You got any drugs or guns in there I should know about?" He frowned slightly watching the blue eyes look down at the bag.
"I don't take drugs. I have a gun." The light face looked up at him, pleading to keep the bag as it watched the scarred face do a disgusted flicker as the strong gun barrel snapped back out at him. "You can have it! I just want the bag!" He yelled as the strong form stomped forward, jamming his chest with the gun barrel as it ripped at the bag.
"GIVE IT!" He growled pulling at that bag. "Ah!" He frowned hard, pulling his hand back to the strong sting of the teeth biting him. Blonde hair stumbling back as he let go. Wide blue eyes flicking up at him. He hadn't decided he wanted to die just yet. "Alright that's fine. I'll make a deal with you then." He frowned. "You can keep the bag." He frowned walking over to his dresser.
Shaky blue eyes watching him. Why should he get such a good deal, what would be wanted in return? "What's my end?!" He yelled his question, anxious and worried what he would have to do. Wide cautious blue eyes watching the scarred hands pull things out of its dresser.
"Here." His blue eyes looked down at the long sleeve black sweat shirt thrown at him. His hand reaching down to it as the deeper voice muttered a "Put that on." from where it was still looking for things. "Hey!" He stopped moving as the unruly red hair snapped the gun up at him. Watching the blonde hair stop dead from where it was leaving the room. "Right where you are." He frowned. "If you really are human you don't got anything I don't, and last time you were here you cost me 85 Wong to get my sink fixed. Wasted some of the only food I have and took a piece of my skin out with your teeth." He frowned watching the blue eyes listen to him. "You ruined my fun and so far being here I have lifted three guns and a knife off you." He squinted watching the irritated light face just look at him. "That's not the sort of thing that puts confidence in a person. So you stay right where you are, and while your at it. Pull the gun out of that bag and toss it over. I am trusting that's the only weapon in there? If you give me any reason to think it isn't I am taking the bag kid. Whether you like it or not." He frowned hard watching a light hand dig into the bag and pull the gun out slowly. Looking up at him before tossing it to the ground at his feet. "That all?" He cocked an eyebrow raising the gun slightly.
"That's all." The blue eyes growled at him, watching his scarred face grin slightly.
"You know your a regular G.I.Joe." He chuckled lightly leaning into the dresser aiming the gun. "Get going." He cocked it lightly watching the light hand toss the bag a foot and drag the sweatshirt over. Opening it up and pulling it on fast, dark eyes frowning slightly watching the kid move its arms around from inside the warm soft black cotton before pulling the wet green t-shirt out the neck hole and drop it to the floor. "Modest aren't we." He chuckled lightly, this kid wasn't so bad. Definitely funny as hell to watch. His dark eyes blinking lightly at the thin legs kicking the loose wet pants off, man they were thin. "Everything wet has to go. I don't heat this place and it drops to 20 below at night. I hate to say it but most of the money around here goes into blankets." He frowned slightly. "Believe it or not that's still cheaper then heating one room, so if you wear anything wet you'll regret it in the mourning." The blue eyes shot him a look, watching him lazily aim the gun as he spoke. "And so will I." The dark eyes frowned hard, watching the sides of the sweatshirt move slightly before the small pair of boxers appeared around the light irritated ankles taking them off. "I don't suppose you have any of those?" He cocked an eyebrow at the disgusted nervous blonde hair sliding it's arms into the long sleeves of the sweat shirt that reached to its knees, sleeves past it's hands. His dark eyes frowning to the hateful take a wild guess spit at him. "Fine." He frowned un-cocking the gun and sitting it on top of his dresser. "Pick that up." He watched the light hands carry out his order. "Put your hands above your head so I can see them and go put that in the bathroom to dry." He sighed his order lightly, watching the aggravated light face raise its arms slowly and start for the bathroom as he pulled clothes out of his dressed. Peeking into the hall for the kid before quickly stepping out of his boxers and yanking dry ones up. Scarred hands pulling on a long sleeve tight gray t-shirt before some loose black sweat pants. Glancing at the black sweatshirt coming back in, growling at him.
"How much does it cost to heat a room?" The blue eyes frowned at him as he moved over to the bed, pulling the blankets down.
"Abut 250 Wong."
"A month?" The blue eyes frowned, hands on it's head so they could be seen.
"Every two weeks." He shot the thin sweatshirt a tired expression. "Sorry but I don't have that kind of money." He frowned.
"How much do you make?" He glanced at the blonde hair coming over to the bed.
"Enough to live off." He frowned, walking back over to his dresser and pulling his gun off. Blue eyes watching as he slide into the side of the bed.
"Well how much is that one and only?" He grunted lightly watching the dark eyes look at his sarcastic tone.
Strong figure standing up, hands on it's hips. "Gene." It frowned at him putting it's name in.. "That's about as much as is called in. I don't make the phone calls."
"Do the girls call in too?" The dark eyes shot him a frown as they look up irritate with the supercilious tone that comment was spoken as.
"Come here." He growled watching the light hands snap off the blonde hair as it started to run. Scarred hands grabbing the loose shoulder and yanking it over towards the bed.
"What the HELL ARE YOU DOING! LET ME GO!" His strong arms felt the thin body wiggle immediately. Groaning slightly as he slammed it face down into the top of the bed, pulling the loose arms together around it's back. "Ahh GET OFF!"
"Hey shut up!" He growled annoyed, ripping the small coil of wire off his pillow and rapping it around the small wrists. "Sorry but you really haven't given me a good reason to trust you yet." He frowned as he rapped the thin arms together tightly, feeling the thin legs kick him. Blue eyes closing in defeat as they felt the strong wire coiling around his skin to the strength shoving him into the bed. "Now that bag you don't want me to touch.." He felt the light body squirm harder as he mentioned the bag. "Whatever you got in that bag I am going to assume is *your* business. So that means what I do in my private time!" He tightened the rope.
"Ahha." He heard the blonde groan as he pulled the wire tighter.
"Is *my* business! So unless you want me poking into yours. Stay out of mine!" He growled pulling back from the tousled wet blonde hair laying on the bed. His scarred hand yanking the light shoulder back and letting it stand on it's feet. Blue eyes flicking up at him immediately, moving away.
"I wouldn't have mentioned anything but you kind of make it obvious when you leave condoms in the sink." The blue eyes frowned at him, cautiously backing up.
"Ahh so we're informed." The dark eyes sent him a wink. "I guess you'd have to be, with a mother like that." He spit his comment matter o' factly before cocking an eyebrow at the furious blonde hair that didn't do much but glare at him. Hands pulling at the restraints holding them behind it's back as he watched. That must be one of those buttons you don't push, his head muttered watching the blonde hair growl at him. Threatening to tear at him at any second even though it was restrained. "Sleep on that side." He pointed towards the other side of the bed, watching the blue eyes only squint at him. "Now." He frowned watching the loose black sweatshirt start over, his dark eyes watching. Maybe he should tie his ankles too. Dark eyes watching the blonde hair slowly climb onto the bed without using it's arms. Lying to face him on the very edge as he got in. Scarred hands messing with the weight that was layers of blankets before glancing at the fearful blue eyes watching him. Lying hands tied in a bed with some strange guy and no underwear. Every voice in his head telling him to get the hell out of this situation, dark eyes just looking at him. As if casually considering something before reaching over. Watching the light face look down into his sweatshirt as it moved to push back and fall off the bed. His hand grabbing the front of the cotton. Dragging the blond inward more listening to the muttered Oh man the closed blue eyes whined. "Shut up." He frowned annoyed, pulling the tense shoulder forward and rolling the blonde hair to it's other side. "Looking at you is freaking me out." He muttered lightly watching the light skin curl up afraid of him. "You have weird looking eyes you know that?" He frowned watching the small thin legs pull up to the cotton chest. Jammed blue eyes feeling sheets move around as the foreign hands fixed them to keep in the most heat before reaching over to him. His body tensing up, shaking lightly as the scarred hand ran under his thighs, lifting his waist off the bed slightly, straightening out the sweatshirt he was laying on. "Relax kid. Your not my style." His dark eyes frowned, pulling the bottom rim of the sweat shirt over the thin legs as far as it would go before pulling the sheets up around it and tucking them in Even with all this the kid would probably be cold tonight.
His blue eyes opening slightly, feeling the bed sink down more behind him as the unruly hair lay down pulling the sheets up. Dark eyes looking at the small bit of blonde hair and light hands tied together tense where it was. Blue eyes opening up to the blurred sheets in front of him as he heard the irritated mumbled relax from behind him before the strong yawn. Dark eyes closing, at least he didn't have to worry about the kid now. He probably just should have tied him up to begin with. Yeah. That's probably what he should have done.
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He groaned opening his eyes slightly, drawing the sheets closer to him as he felt the cold of the room. Dark half open eyes rolling over slightly, looking at the almost fully covered blonde hair shivering as it slept. His dark eyes frowning as he felt his own body shiver lightly. His face letting out an irritated growl as he watched his breath appear in front of him in the air of the bedroom. The cold biting his hand as he ran it out from under the covers. To the run down box that served as his end table. Scarred fingers looping around the handle of the strong knife and gently pulling it back into the bed with him. His dark eyes yawning as gently ran his hand around the smaller ones slightly purple from where they were tightly tied together. The shiny sharp tip of the knife gently slipping into the coils of the wire binding the small hands and sawing gently. Dark eyes watching the blonde hair for movement. If the kid woke up he'd probably pitch a fit and end up cutting them both before he could tell him he was taking the restraints off. His dark eyes watching the light hands separate slowly as he pulled the wire off before the sleeves of his sweatshirt slid down over the tiny thin fingers and hid them. His dark eyes closing, yawning heavily as he moved the knife back towards the edge of the bed and tossed it back onto the box. Blinking lightly as he glanced back at the blonde hair that suddenly rolled over. Admitting soft breathing to the thin lost form worming into him for heat. His dark eyes frowning, but not moving away, feeling the light hand on his chest grip part of his shirt as the blonde hair nuzzled into his shoulder before relaxing. His shivering dark eyes relaxing lightly at the burst of warm heat the blonde hair was releasing. The space between them warming the middle of the occupied bed with the combination of their body heat. His scarred skin yawning slightly as he felt sleep coming back to him. Better then before because he was warmer now.
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He felt his face pick up, his mouth opening involuntarily as he gave part of his sleep back to the night. Admitting it out threw his mouth as he yawned, opening his blue eyes lightly to the bright colors of the dull room. His body warm and secure in the large sweat shirt and heavy soft blankets as he opened his eyes to what was around him. His face tightening immediately to the sleeping unruly red hair above where he was nuzzled into the side of the scarred skin of gray t-shirt. Lost to a pillow and almost entirely covered with blankets, he squinted, the sooner he was out of this freaks bed the better. His blue eyes blinking fast as he felt the unruly red hair shift its weight slightly, turning its head to the side as the scarred hand that was resting on the great chest moved. Running over his lighter one as he frowned. Suddenly becoming aware he was hanging onto the guys shirt before watching the back of the scarred hand run onto his stomach as it slept. His face frowning immediately, moving downward as he licked his lips.
"AHH!" He jumped as the strong body sat up fast, ripping its hand from him as he bit it. Dark eyes looking down at the strong teeth marks before at the blonde hair that sat up and moved to the other side of the bed glaring at him. "What the hell was that for!?" He frowned mad, dropping his hand to slam the bed.
"So you know where you *Can* and *Can't* put your hands!" The light face frowned at him, watching his face flick to an annoyed disgusted expression.
"Well excuse me! Your the one that was practically on top of me!" The red hair growled at him, watching the blue eyes grunt lightly, but it was true.
"I was asleep."
"So was I." He grinned back his strong growl that answered the annoyed smaller one. His scarred hand snapping out in a quick movement and yanking the small wrist at him fast. Watching the blinking blue eyes scramble forward with the fast pull as the scarred hand pulled his towards it's mouth. His eyes widening as he shot his free small hand at the scarred face. Shoving it back as the teeth gripped his palm where he had bitten.
"ArrAHH!" He growled before yelling at the hard sting the teeth sent him, biting hard. Dark eyes frowning as they dropped his hand and shoved him back.
"That's so you know I'll bite you back." The dark eyes frowned at him, climbing out of bed and moving quickly to the window. Blue eyes looking down at the strong painful teeth marks in his hand before up at the maniac opening the window.
"What the hell are you doing! It's freezing in here already!" He frowned watching the dark eyes glance back at him, grunting lightly.
"Yeah right. But the walls keep the cold in. It's about twenty degrees warmer outside already. It's 58 degrees out there and only 38 in here." He frowned at the shivering blonde hair that had sunk back into the bed under the blankets. "Get up." He beckoned lightly, watching the blue eyes frown at him. "Honestly, I'd have to be stupid to leave you by yourself with all these *potential* weapons." He snorted his sarcasm lightly, watching the blonde hair slowly climb out of the bed before hugging itself to the strong cold snapping up at him from underneath the sweatshirt. Dark eyes watching it stop for a moment and look at its hands, just realizing. "I untied them last night." The blue eyes snapped up at him. "You looked much nicer sleeping, and your hands were turning purple." the blue eyes frowned walking towards him.
"Why should you care." They spit their irritated comment.
"What are you serious?" He cocked an eyebrow. "Your disturbing looking as you are. I don't need you to be multicolored to freak me out." He frowned at the hurt light face that listened to his opinions before coming forward as his scarred hand grabbed a hunk of the sweat shirt and started pulling it with him. Blonde hair fallowing him into the bathroom. Watching the scarred hand shut the door and trudge towards the counter. His blue eyes looking around and the familiar small room with the single bulb, grinning lightly at the sink. 85 Wong huh? "If you have to take a piss leave your modesty somewhere else cause I am not letting you out of my sight until you stop trying to make my house a weapon." His blue eyes frowned at the unruly red hair pulling a tooth brush out of a small cup and loading it with toothpaste before turning around to him. "You have any diseases?" He cocked an eyebrow.
"I am lactose intolerant."
"Is that so?" He nodded lightly, brushing his teeth as he watched the blonde hair stand there watching him. "Can't have milk?"
"Don't like it anyway." The blue eyes frowned at him.
"Does that mean you can't have products with milk in it too?" He frowned slightly watching the blonde hair nod. "That sucks." He grinned at the light face as he turned around, spitting into the sink. "Got anything else?" He glanced back.
"You mean like long term or right now?" He sighed lightly watching the unruly red hair fill the sink with water to a mumbled humor me. "I have three infections. My lungs are infected and so is my throat." His dark eyes nodded lightly before doing a fast blink.
"Your what?" The dark eyes turned around baffled.
"It's not permanent. It will go away." He shrugged lightly watching the dark eyes frown at him, thinking about this.
"Well where's the last one?" He made a face watching the blue eyes squint at him, not answering. "Can I catch any of this?" He frowned watching the blonde hair shake no.
"No, they aren't contagious."
"At all right? I am going to be really pissed if your lying kid." He frowned pointing at the small face.
"Jim." He put his name back in watching the red hair nod irritated. "And no you can't catch them." He spit his comment firmer. Irritated the guy didn't fully understand what he was saying the first time around.
"Yeah fine, then here." His blue eyes glanced at the toothbrush the red hair handed him. "I don't have anything. I am clean." He frowned slightly as the light face gave him a look.
"Drugs?"
"Look I said I am clean. I couldn't afford any stimulation if I wanted it. No infections, no complications." He watched the light hands slowly take his tooth brush and move towards the sink. "I make three hard liquor drinks, don't own a car, and don't burn in the sun." The scarred face grinned behind the frowning blue eyes watching him in the mirror. What the hell kind of information was this?
"Well can you make any food?" He frowned slightly turning around, licking some of the toothpaste suds off his lips.
"Oatmeal, grilled cheese and eggs." The scarred shoulders grunted humored.
"I can make eggs." He watched the blue eyes brighten slightly, almost smiling at him.
"Well don't call the press yet." He grinned, blue eyes snorting a small laugh at him. "What else can you do?" He grinned.
"I am good with computers."
"Electronics?" He frowned slightly cocking an eyebrow.
"That's right." The blue eyes smiled at him before leaning into the sink and spitting toothpaste out. "I know tons of stuff, and I can fix stuff too." He glanced back up, watching the casual scarred face raise its eyebrows.
"Yeah what else?" He watched the blonde hair turn around thinking. Wasn't that enough? "You good at math?"
"Sure I can do it." The blonde hair nodded at him.
"You good with a gun?" The blue eyes frowned teetering it's hand back and forth in a so-so movement. "That's funny considering you have so many."
"It isn't hard to hit someone at point blank Starwind." The blue eyes gave him a duh expression, watching the dark eyes grin.
"Call me by my first name. Your living here aren't you." He chuckled lightly.
"Yeah I guess I am." He watched the light face grin slyly at him. "How do you make your eggs?"
"Scrambled. What about you?" He grinned back watching the small shoulder shrug, hands on it's hips.
"Sunny side up." He chuckled, arms crossed over his chest.
"Well alright then." He watched the blonde hair move slightly considering him. "Who do you think can make them the fastest?" He grinned.
"Who do you think can make them taste the best?" The blue eyes grinned watching his opponent cock an eyebrow before pushing off the tiled wall and taking a step towards him to a muttered what do you say we find out. Dark eyes grinning as he started out of the bathroom. Blonde hair fallowing, muttering a "What do you say, I let you see me kick your ass."
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"..Serious so you better get the hell off me!" He glanced at the light skin in his sweat shirt shoving him as he reached over the small shoulder.
"What's the matter. Can't you handle that I am beating you?' He grinned watching the blue eyes frown down at the frying pan it was using. Sprinkling salt into the yellow yolk sizzling gently.
"Huh." The blue eyes snorted at him, he grinned. "You cook yours too fast. There's no way it's going to taste good." The blonde hair looked up at him, watching him only grin slyly, flipping part of his eggs again.
"So." He sighed lightly. "Mind if I ask you a personal question?" He glanced at the blonde hair, watching it look up. Eyeing him cautiously. "Where are your parents?" he watched the blue eyes look back down at the frying eggs for a long pause until they looked back up. Strong scarred face leaning into the counter top watching him as he waited for his eggs to need flipping again. This was the guy who could have done anything he wanted to him last night. Shot him, sold him, touched him. But he hadn't. Hadn't made a move, or hurt him at all. Is this why she sent me here? His mind whisphered lightly, dark eyes watching the face get more upset as it continued thinking. Bouncing around in it's thoughts as they ran wild from the danger he was in with this guy who had the upper hand: to why his mother would have sent him there. to what he was doing there. How they were going to be hungry later since all this guy had in his fridge was eggs and they were cooking them all now. There were only five eggs.
"Yes." His dark eyes did a confused blink.
"Yes what?" He made a baffled face.
"Yes I mind if you ask me." The light face looked back down at the eggs. Standing in the blue plaid pants and sweatshirt on the kitchen chair pulled over to the stove. Making him almost even height with the unruly red hair.
"Alright then." The scarred skin sighed lightly, moving back to his frying pan and scrambling his eggs more. "Your good with computers. Obviously not with people. You can make eggs and fix stuff, speak German...but what can you give me?" He frowned slightly looking at the light face listening to its talents being strung out like a grocery list. Calm bored dark eyes looking at him.
"What do you want?" He frowned lightly. "What is it you can give me?" His frown hardened instantly. Why did he have to answer all these questions? This dork owed just as much to him.
"Well isn't it obvious." The dark eyes shot him a grunt. "I gave you a place to live, a bed to sleep in, something to eat, your *wearing* my clothes." He motioned towards the sweatshirt as he stood up straighter. "So far all you've done is bite me, make things difficult and eat what little I have." He frowned leaning into the small face that stared back at him. "So what the hell can you give me that is so great?" He watched the blue eyes frown slightly, thinking about this.
"Do you screw all those girls cause your lonely?" He watched the dark eyes do a fast blink. That was a subject change. "You talk a lot, but your all by yourself. I think you do all those girls cause your lonely." He glanced at the dark eyes glaring at him. So he was going back into his personal business again. "That's something *I* can give you Gene." His dark eyes squinted at the blue frowning eyes. "If you weren't so *dumb* you could probably *have* more money." The light face frowned irritated he had been dumped with someone as poor as him.
"Yeah well I am not dumb enough to miss the value standing in front of me." He frowned bitter, growling at the light face that flickered slightly. "Some people would pay a lot of money just to get as close to you as I got last night in bed." He watched the small chest breath a little faster. "What do you think about that huh?" He grinned sly and bitter. Grunting into the wide blue eyes he leaned into before twitching. The small click of the gun timed with the fast blink and new sensation. Blue eyes half an inch from his face just staring at him as he felt the cool gun barrel jab his crotch.
"What do you think about that huh?" He growled hard, blue eyes glaring at him more afraid then sure. Dark eyes motionless to the small thin figure that suddenly had the upper hand. "Gene." He glared at the small face that stated his name. "I want to make a deal with you." The blue eyes frowned slightly unsure.
"Is that so?" He growled mad, the gun still hadn't moved. How was it that kid had another gun!?
"I have a car and you don't." The blue eyes frowned at him watching him do a fast blink. What? "Don't you think we'd...do better if we worked together?" The blue eyes stayed glued on his face.
"Well I don't know." He sneered his words mad "Every time we do something together you jab me with a gun." He grunted.
"Well I wouldn't! If you would LEAVE me ALONE! You don't exactly give me a lot of assurance." He frowned mad. The guy was talking about selling his body for money! What the hell else was he supposed to do!?
"What do you want a hug?" The scarred face grunted at him, watching the blue eyes make almost a disgusted face.
"No I want money." the blue eyes frowned at him, watching him squint.
"Well it looks like...(he leaned back from the kids face)...we have a common goal." He grinned, watching the blue eyes do a blink as he looked down at the gun jabbing him before cocking an eyebrow at the blue eyes. "Your a dirty fighter." He frowned.
"I don't think I am cheating." He grunted at the figure ten times bigger and stronger then him, slowly pulling the gun back. Dark eyes watching the light hand slowly put it up on the counter. The guy probably would have taken it anyway. "If you work with me I betcha we could make some money." The blue eyes frowned at him lightly, the scarred face was expressionless just watching him. "I don't want any trouble damnt." The blue eyes frowned slamming the counter with its fist. "But I am sick of all this crap!" He frowned mad, watching the scarred face cock an eyebrow at him.
"Isn't everyone? We're in Locus Jimmy. It doesn't get much lower." He watched the blue eyes make a small movement to the name he called him. "If you want to work with me, that better be the last time I see your gun or your teeth marks anywhere on my body." He growled pointing his finger into the small face.
"Working with you *doesn't* involve what you were talking about." The blue eyes snarled at him shoving his finger away.
"You mean selling your body?" He grinned, snorting at the small figure. "I am just letting you know what a favor I am doing for you. So far you seem pretty smart. That means you know what your walking around with is a worth a lot of money." He grinned.
"Well there's not that much I can do about it." He growled hard still, unable to hide the uneasy expression seeping into his eyes as he thought about how right this guy was, and how screwed he would be if he did fall down that path.
"That's right there isn't." The dark eyes frowned. "So as long as you understand that I can kick you out at any time and that's where you'd end up I think we'll get along fine." He grinned listening to the irritated Why? "Because so far your a real pain in my ass." He frowned. "And your attitude is really ticking me off." He was mad, watching the light face smile. "Yeah you think that's funny?" He raised his eyebrows. "You won't be laughing when I got you at gun point so I an pat you down again, so just drop whatever weapons you got under there and we'll start working together." He sighed heavily. "I am sick of fighting with you because your the most annoying little shit I think I've ever met. It's no wonder your all alone." He grunted lightly watching the light face listen to this.
"Well if you weren't so self loving! Thinking your so hot! Maybe more people would like you!" He frowned watching the scarred face just sigh, clucking its tongue bored through a small pause.
".......I can't help how great I am." He shrugged casually, watching the light face malfunction to a worried expression. "That's just how things are. And I am not going to be walking about with half dead smart ass." He frowned. "So get it together Jim and I'll take you with me." He smiled, blue eyes blinking for a second at the kind smile that came towards him. Scarred hand falling onto his shoulder. "Cause if you don't your leaving or I am using you for money." He watched the light face swallow at the hard honesty. Scarred hand dropping off his shoulder and lazily scooping eggs out of his frying pan onto his plate. Blue eyes watching in shock from the words as the strong form walked the one foot to the kitchen table and slumped into it.
"Well that's assuming I don't just skip out first." He frowned, eager to send back a strong comment.
"Just stop." The dark eyes sighed looking up at him. "Your not skipping anywhere and you know it. Just get off your high horse kid. Think about this. There's no reason for you to have a gun if I don't."
"There's plenty good reasons!" The blue eyes growled at him, turning around in the chair they still stood in.
"No there aren't." The scarred shoulders shrugged, busting his forceful comment to nothing. "If your as valuable as you say you are then to be honest I don't mind you here. You funny as hell and its not like I have a hundred and one people around here to talk to. Like you've so kindly pointed out." He shot a sly grin to the light face cautiously getting off the chair with a plate of eggs and coming over. Dark eyes casually blinking as they watched him. "Are you going to sit down?" He shot a lop sided grin to the blue eyes that looked at the chair before sitting into it. The smell of the eggs making his stomach wild, but he had more important things to think about. This guy was a nut, kept changing his mind. One minute he looked as though he would give him to the highest bidder, and the next he enjoyed his company.
"K then I'll get rid of the guns." He nodded lightly watching the scarred face chew.
"No don't get rid of them." The dark eyes chuckled lightly. "Keep em. All of em. It's good to have a weapon just don't use it on me." He watched the light face grin slightly. "You obviously must be good with them or you mom would have taken them." He shrugged watching the smile disappear to a weird frown. "And right here I am agreeing to work with you. You got that all right?" He tapped his fork down to his dish, cocking an eyebrow at the blonde hair.
"Unless I am hard of hearing." The sly eyes grunted at his comment, his eyes watching the unruly color grin. "What exactly is it that you do?" He frowned, watching the dark eyes stab more egg with its fork.
"Anything and everything." He grinned glancing up. "I'll do the anything and you can do the everything." He grinned at the light face that laughed at his teasing comment. His dark eyes chuckling at his own joke as he glanced down at his eggs, stabbing more of them.
"I need to ask a favor." He frowned slightly glancing up. "I don't have any money and I need some clothes, and maybe a toothbrush." He watched the scarred shoulder sigh, dropping their fork onto his plate. "I'll pay you back as soon as I get some money." He reassured fast watching the strong hand run over the dark eyes.
"Yeah well. As much as I hate to say it Jimmy I don't have a penny to my name. Your mom walked off with the 500 I didn't have. The 50 Wong I did have bough these eggs and the cans of food in my pantry." He watched the light face fall to a desperate disappointed expression. "As it stands, I am flat broke and since you are too, we got nothing." He shrugged lightly, leaning back in his chair. Watching the blue eyes look down thinking hard on how they could make some money. "The other 200 Wong I did have..." The blue eyes looked up fast. "Went to pay off my outstanding debt."
"A debt!" The light face leaned into the table more. "No way!"
"Yeah that's right. I owe 4,000 Wong to an organization." The dark eyes looked away lightly, listening to the sarcastic Mind if I ask you a personal question? the dull blue eyes sent him. "Yeah I do." He frowned at the light face that sighed hard, looking down at the delicious eggs. Dark eyes frowning as the blonde started coughing. Harsh raspy sounds that sounded like they hurt before the small mouth piled eggs in and swallowed hard. "You got something for you lungs or what?" He frowned watching the blonde hair nod.
"Yeah I'll take it after I eat." The blue eyes spoke down to the plate of food he started devouring.
"Medicine is worth a lot of money on the streets kid. You got anything you can do without?" He watched the blue eyes look up, frowning as they thought about that. Yeah. The crème, that was just to make stuff feel better. He didn't *need* it need it.
"Probably not." He shook his head no. The guy might take it. "What would we buy if I did?" He watched the dark eyes cock an eyebrow at him, sliding its empty plate to the side and leaning forward onto the table.
"Well since your not telling me what it is, the first thing we would do would be to get you some clothes. Then more food. Then take the first job that comes our way." He grinned at the blue eyes that frowned lightly. He was going to have to get better phrasing his lies.
"I have a crème I can sell." The unruly red hair grinned at him, leaning back in his chair again.
"Well Alright.' He grinned.
"And I can sell three of my guns."
"Hahaha" The dark eyes laughed. Watching the fork full of eggs stop dead where they were going into the small mouth as the blue eyes looked up at him. "How many of those things do you have?" He chuckled hard laughing over the Eight that answered him. "Ahahaha....what!?" He choked sitting up straight. "Eight?" The blonde hair nodded chewing. "You have eight guns!?" He made a baffled face listening to the emmhmm the nodding blue eyes sent him.
"I only have six here. So I'll sell three." The dark eyes blinked, taken off by this.
"Well where the hell are the other two?!" He frowned baffled.
"Hidden." He frowned at the monotoned answer.
"Hidden!?"
"Yeah that's right!" The blue eyes snapped at him, he wasn't going to be made fun of. "There hidden in the city!" He frowned watching the dark eyes just stare at him, motionless through a small pause.
".....Well I am impressed." He grunted a small grin, watching the blue eyes do a blink to the irritated face that dissolved at his comment. Gene was impressed? "Eight guns is impressive." He grinned slyly watching the light face grin proud. "Especially when two are hidden in the city.
"See." The blue eyes grunted lightly forking eggs into its mouth. "I told you I could do stuff." He chuckled at the comment snorted at him. His dark eyes grinning to his Well we'll just see how handy you are as the blue eyes grinned. He was handy enough.
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"Hey pal it's worth more then that."
He cocked an eyebrow lightly, leaning into the filthy pawn shop counter. Dark eyes watching the blonde hair fend for itself. Arguing with the fat slob of a man behind the cash register. "That's real metal. I am not taking anything less then 100 for it." The blue eyes frowned hard, glaring at the fat man that just cleared its throat. Pudgy eyes looking down at the well made gun in its hand as he reached up and scratched the side of his face to a long sigh.
"75 Wong." he dropped the gun back onto the table to the, What!? the scowling blue eyes sent him. Yanking the gun back over to its side as it watched the man get up to the ringing phone. "Ahh." He growled blue eyes glancing up at the unruly red hair, dark eyes casually watching him. This wasn't going very well.
"Ok pal look." The fat man slumped back into its grimy chair, lazily looking at the annoying kid that kept talking in front of him. "I have the one and only Gene Starwind with me and if you don't offer me a hundred like he says he's going to do something about it." The blue eyes frowned pointing to their side. His dark eyes doing a fast blink and small choke as the pudgy man suddenly looked at him, cocking an eyebrow un-entertained. What the hell was he supposed to do!?
"Oh yeah and what's he going to do about it?" The fat man burped a small question, looking at the sly dark eyes that seemed to be glaring at the blue that looked up at them. Light face thinking.
"You hear that Gene? He doesn't think it's worth a hundred Wong." The blue eyes gave him a look. "So ahh...do you thing." The small elbow nudged him, watching him growl annoyed. Dark eyes closing to a hard swear before looking down at the blue eyes that shot him another hurry up damnt! Do something! expression.
"Yeah alright. Go outside and see if there are any cops on the street." He sighed his request slowly, watching the fat man make a small frown. Blonde hair declaring a, You got it! before happily walking over to the door and looking out. His mind swearing as he thought hard. Just what the hell was he supposed to do about this!? All the pawn guys were like this!
"There's only one Gene." The blue eyes opened the door looking out before answering him matter o' factly. "But he's at the *end* of the street." The blonde hair came back in, grinning slyly. "I don't think he'd hear you from there."
He grinned, ahh god if this guy called the bluff they'd never be able to show their faces in here again. "Alright then. Go outside and get the thing from the car." He grinned slyly watching the light face smile.
"Which one?" The blue eyes chuckled. Geez what a trick.
"You know what one damnt!" He frowned annoyed. "The one I say you can never touch! Get it!" The blue eyes frowned at his barking orders before shrugging. Doing a lazy solute and strolling out the door to the *supposed* car and *supposed* thing. His dark eyes leaning back into the counter with a sly look, grunting at the heavy man that seemed slightly nervous. "Seventy-five Wong...huh." He sneered out his annoyed snort, watching the mans pudgy eyes glance at him and at the door several times before freezing at the sight of the blonde hair coming back towards the shop. The small voice stopping a woman hanging around outside to an, excuse me mame, you might not want to be so close to this building right now. The man's pudgy eyes doing a hard nervous frown as she squeaked a Why? Before the light voice could be heard answering a, Oh because there might be either a *big* explosion or a *lot* of fire. His dark eyes did a silent laugh, listening to the blonde hair on the street.
"Hey pal 100 sounds good enough to me." His dark eyes glanced up at he nervous frown. "Besides. Always good to give your neighbors a break right." The slobby face grinned at him, dragging the gun back behind the counter as it slipped a 100 bill over.
"You don't say." He grinned standing up and taking the bill. Watching the fat face make a fast reassuring nod that yes, this was really out of the kindness of its heart. "Well I'll make sure I come back here with some good business." He grunted lightly, to the heavy nodding behind the counter as he pulled the door open and stepped out. Blue eyes grinning at him slyly.
"So? How'd we do?" the blonde hair smiled at him as he pulled the hundred out. "Good." He frowned slightly. "That gun was worth at least two hundred. I can't believe he was going to rip me off like that!" The blue eyes made an exaggerated movement, irritated.
"Hey." He frowned, watching the blonde hair stop walking as he did. Bending into the light face. "Just what the hell was the big plan if that guy called our bluff huh?" He frowned into the casual blue eyes.
"Honestly?" His scarred face frowned at the small question.
"No I want you to waste my time-of course honestly!" He frowned mad, watching the blue eyes look to the side for a second.
"Well I didn't have one. To tell ya the truth. I made that up as I went. If it wasn't for that *boneheaded* phrase you said last night, I never would have thought of it."
His face fell to a mad slump. "Do you mean to tell me you put my ass on the line like that with *No* idea what you were doing." He frowned hard, watching the small face start frowning back.
"Well we're twenty five Wong heavier aren't we!?" The blue eyes frowned pushing forward into the scarred face that back up. "And get out of my face! Didn't anyone ever tell you that's rude, geez." He frowned as the dark eyes growled annoyed. Standing up and walking forward, blue eyes watching him before moving up along side, looking up at the tall red hair making it's way down the sidewalk with him. "Besides." He sighed lightly, dark eyes growling at him. "It's a pawn shop guy Gene. Not an assassin. What's the worst he could have done?' He shrugged a small grin up to the red hair before choking lightly as the strong hand grabbed the neck of his sweat shirt and slammed him back into the brick building. Annoyed scarred face moving back into his.
"He could have blown off my head, that's what.." He growled at the blue eyes breathing air back in from where it as knocked out. "If you want to work with me try watching my back, not invoking death at my expense." The strong hands shoved him hard before letting go and standing back up looking down at him.
"Well then you do the same!" He frowned shoving forward from the wall.
"I am damnt!"
"No you aren't! You were just going to let that guy rip me off!"
"Well how was *I* supposed to know it was *real* metal." He grunted.
"Cause I said it was!" The blue eyes frowned, almost baffled. What, did Gene manage to miss that part?
"Oh so now I am supposed to believe you never tell a lie?" He grunted looking down at the blue eyes.
"Yeah!" The light hand snapped at him, shoving him lightly to gain more attention. "That's right I wouldn't lie to you." The blue eyes frowned mad at him. How could this not have been part of their agreement before? If they were working together how far were they going to get if they were lying back and forth? "I thought you said you'd work with me." He frowned disappointed watching the scarred face sigh a groan.
"I did damnt. But I don't know how honest you are." He made a baffled face. "Besides.." He sighed heavily, dark eyes scanning the street before looking up at the sign above them. "It doesn't really matter now anyway...just let me know if your going to pull something like that again." He frowned moving towards the door of the building. "I don't need any assassins on my ass got it?" He shot a small grin to the blonde hair mumbling a, well that's what I was saying, as he pulled the door open slightly. Making a small frown as he watched the blonde hair step back slightly. "What's wrong with you?" He frowned confused, watching the light face just tense up.
"I'll wait outside alright." The blue eyes frowned at him, turning around to watch the traffic, large black sweatshirt and blue plaid pajama pants.
"What? Like hell you will." He frowned yanking the light arm over, feeling the small wrist wiggle to get free before looking into the open door.
"Gene!" He looked down at the blonde hair he was dragging in with him. Nervous blue eyes staring up at him. "Your not messing with me right?" The blonde hair shook no at him, worried. This was a dangerous bar. Dangerous for him, especially if Gene decided to give off signs he was for rent.
"What?" The dark eyes made a disgusted baffled expression. "I told you kid, your not my style." He grimaced his words down to the small arm he held, how disgusting.
"Yeah well! What about the people in there." The free light hand pointed at the open door watching the dark eyes listening to him glancing in before back at him. "I might...I could be their style." The blonde hair frowned upset. If this guy was lying to him...it would cost him. "Just tell me your not messing with me K?" He frowned, looking into the open door worried. Dark eyes watching this. The countless times he had strolled in and out casually, it was hard to think that for someone else, they couldn't go in because it was unsafe.
"Just stick with me." He threw the light arm a reassuring grin, slowly releasing his grip. "Besides. It's not like you don't have a gun on you." He chuckled lightly. If it wasn't for the two supposedly hidden in the city, an the one two they just pawned off. He would have been willing to bet the kid was carting around all eight.
His dark eyes grinned slyly, confidently walking in to the dark bar of music and smoke. His eyes scanning around the room before spotting who he was looking for in a back dark booth. "Do you come here often?"
He glanced down at the small mumble, blue eyes scanning the bar disapprovingly. "Come on." He groaned, staring toward the left of the crowd. Blonde hair struggling to stay directly behind him. Afraid to be lost in the crowd of several weird eyes that had stopped to glance at him and then unruly color he was with. "So." His dark eyes grinned, looking down at the ragged old form smoking in the dark booth. "Your the witch hazel am I right?" He cocked a sly grin, watching the old mans eyes look up at him bored. Blowing a thick white smoke out over the scarred face that ignored it.
"Some people call me that." The thin white hair smiled slowly, crookedly. Motioning to for the unruly red hair of the cocky strong figure to sit across from him. Scarred form slumping into the booth grinning.
"Would you say, I can call you that?" He chuckled lightly, cocking an eyebrow at the ragged figure. "Cause I..." He stopped, looking at the frowning blue eyes next to him. Oh yeah, almost forgot about him, his mind mumbled lightly, almost laughing. "Cause *we* got something to sell." He chuckled lightly, pushing the tube of crème across the table to the withered hand that slowly picked it up and looked at it. Running over the label and sealed quality before flicking its eyes up at them.
"Very valuable outlaw."
His scarred face grinned as the ragged face smiled at him, slowly sitting the tube down. "And why is that?" He grunted lightly listening to the slurred, not for both, as the withered hand reached into it's vest. "Really not for both sexes? How come?" he frowned slightly, watching the thin face look up at him before glancing at the blue eyes that seemed to be paying more attention to the crowd in the bar then watching them.
"It's poisonous to some species, and some women." the thin white hair shrugged lightly, slowly pulling the long cigarette back into it's mouth and sucking in the hot choking smoke.
"Some species? Some women? You don't say." He grunted a small laugh. "How much will you give us for it?" He grinned slyly, leaning into the table a bit more. "Because you keep telling me how valuable it is and I might just keep it." He winked at the old, aged spotted figure across the table. Watching the thin cracked lips just open slowly and blow smoke at them in a thin line. His dark eyes glancing down at the blonde hair that started coughing hard. Trying to hold it in as it frowned. "Go get some air blast it." He frowned lightly shoving the loose clothing to the very edge of the booth, watching the blonde hair shake no as it continued coughing. His dark eyes growling, ignoring the closed blue eyes as the thin ragged figure muttered a 400 Wong. "I am sorry what did you just say?' He blinked fast. 400? 400 Wong? For a little tube?
"Take it...or leave it.." The thin cracked lips slowly pulled the long cigarette back in, glancing lightly at the small face that was swallowing hard. Blue eyes slightly pink and wet from the strain that was the deep raspy coughing.
"Heeey, you know what I like to hear." The dark eyes grinned leaning into the table as the thin age spotted fingers slid the bills to him before slowly dragging the tube over. Smiling crooked at them before blowing the thin white line of smoke at the blonde hair that held it's breath fast. Moving out of the booth to escape it. Unruly red hair fallowing, looking down at the coughing figure he started pulling with him out of the loud music. Watching the small hands bolt for the door as they neared it, shoving it out fast and inhaling the dirty street air, that was at least better then the bar air. "Geez. Next time go get air like I said." He frowned annoyed, but happy as he tucked the bills into his pocket. Blonde hair shaking no.
"Not in...Not in that (coughing) Not in that I won't." The blue eyes were squinting lightly at him as they looked up. Watching the darker ones look at him almost concerned before shrugging.
"You do realize we just made 500 Wong in one day." The scarred face grinned, watching the small throat swallow.
"More like two hours." He smiled, before grunting a small laugh. Dark eyes looking down at him, approvingly. "Guess you could say that we're officially business partners now." The blonde hair grinned placing its hands behind its head as they started walking. Grinning to the, Yeah I guess you could, muttered down with a sly but approving tone.
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Hey I would love to know what you think :) This is a bit different from my normal tone, so comments would be great! Thanks so much for reading my story, I promise I'll put as much effort into those who review, and take the time to write back to all of you ~unless of course I can't get an address. Not sure if I plan on continuing this, I might just leave it here, and watch my name cause I have a BIG surprise I am gonna release real soon in September 2002. :) A super big ols story that's gonna be really good.
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The One and Only
The door swung open in front of him. The wind of its movement making him take a small step back. Fingers squeezing the bag he held tighter, squinting up at the light that poured onto the doorstep he stood on. Strong black silhouette of a man lingering over him, glaring down at him.
"Oh no way." The figure moved back a step. Light running over it as it stepped out from under the doorframe. Sweet yellow glow running down the unruly red hair and dark eyes. Over the tight black t-shirt and loose gray boxers to the scarred skin that stood. "What the hell do you want Tom?" He frowned. "I thought we reached an understanding I was never going to-"
"Here." He stopped talking, interrupted as the disastrous blonde hair moved. Small hand snapping up at him, back first from where the blue eyes hadn't looked up. Ignoring what he said. Where he was. All that he knew was that someone was talking to him. He blinked.
Son of a bitch, his mind frowned fast looking at the bright pink kiss mark. Blue pen written to *him* underneath. "Your joking." He spit his phrase fast, it better be a joke. His scarred hand grabbing the small hand and pulling it forward to see better.
"AH!" The blonde hair snapped. Wildly pulling back and yanking the gun up from his pants. Aiming at...."Ah No Way!" His blue eyes widened. Looking at the familiar irritated face from behind the thin black line. "Not You!" He frowned. She sent him here?! Sent him to this Idiot!? WHY!? Out of all the people she must have met! All the places she must have been! Why this ignorant scumbag?! This loser!? Why would she want to send him to someone who tried to kill him with oatmeal! "NOT YOU!"
"Not me?" He frowned, almost chuckling. "Don't you think I should maybe be saying that." He made a face. "Now just what the hell do you think your doing here? And what the hell is this?!" He made a face, pointing to the small hand he still held. "Who gave you this!?" He dropped the hand baffled. His tone softening lightly as the kid looked up. Pink swollen face, plastered with a look that worried him.
"She did." The blue eyes disappeared, looking back down at the hand of pink kiss. Gun barrel still aiming absently off to the side at nothing.
"Hey Tom you alright?" He made a small frown. "Diana did that?" He frowned harder, his voice slumping. Someone was cashing in a favor. "She didn't by any chance happen to give you a message for me did she?"
"Yeah." The blue eyes looked up, watching the scarred face slump harder. "She said I was to tell you...that you owe her something big!" The blue eyes frowned at him suddenly. He owed her something big. For the day he spent with her, for being able to be loved for a moment. He owed her so much, but could never go back. "You OWE HER! I OWE!...She is bettER THEN WHAT!..." His dark eyes frowned at the light face that looked like it was short circuiting under him again.
"Get inside damnt. You want people to call the cops!"
He felt himself trip forward as the scarred hand yanked him inside. His blue eyes blinking lightly running over the interior of the large empty building..
"Man what a dump."
"Hey!" The unruly red hair shot him a hard look as he thought his comment out loud. "If I recall correctly Tom Thumb you weren't living much better." He grunted lightly, crossing his arms. "So Diana" He grinned slyly. "She say anything about coming by anytime soon?"
The blue eyes frowned at him, without moving at all. A look of disgust creeping over the light features and staring hard at him. This was the guy he owed something big to? Someone he was in debt to? This talking idiot who...wanted...his mother for... "Your disgusting." He frowned watching the dark eyes squint at him.
"Alright lets get one thing straight." The dark eyes sneered at him, taking a step forward irritated. "Whenever until Diana drags her nice ass down here to pick you up, you listen to me and do what I say when I say it. It wouldn't hurt to think of yourself as hired help." The scarred face grinned at him, watching the blue eyes listen to this. Crap. "Just look at the positive side Mr. Thumb. Your not living anywhere with a dirt floor, and no one will come busting in to uproot whatever sick little toys you got in your stomach." The unruly red hair made a sure grin, pulling its gun out and aiming at the closed front door for show. "And if they try. I'll blast em." The dark skin glanced back at him, smirking. "That's just *how* good I am." He chuckled to himself, the kid looked like he was just eating this up.
"She isn't coming to get me. I guess I should say thank you, but considering you just made a complete ass of yourself, it might be a little beneath any standards I have left." he grinned watching the small thin face talk matter o' factly.
"Well Good. There's no reason to say thank..." He blinked. "What the hell did you just say?!" He frowned, watching the light face smile slightly, before it quickly disappeared. Falling blank to a lost expression. "Just who the hell do you think you are!" His blue eyes did a fast concerned blink as the unruly hair started stomping towards the door. Dark eyes snapping back at him as they ripped it open. "Never mind. Go back and tell Diana you can't stay. It's not like I have time to stand around and be insulted by toddlers anyway. Busy guys like me, live on the edge kid." He frowned his grin down at the nervous blue eyes.
Woops. Maybe he shouldn't have been so honest.
"What I meant was...."
"Look I don't want to hear it, it's so boring. Just go tell Diana to come get you or stay there! I am not a babysitter! What does she think this is!?" He frowned, raising his voice slightly but the blonde hair didn't move. His dark eyes studying it lightly. Small bag slumped into the ground and loose pair of blue plaid pants from where it was lightly dropped. But the kids clothes looked to big, the expression look out of sort. To smart for the body wearing it. "Hey Tom did you just hear one thing I said?" He cocked a lazy eyebrow. "I said you can't stay. Get. Out." He frowned slightly, this was exhausting, and the kid hadn't even answered yet.
"Well what if I... I make you a deal. I can make you a deal ok?" His dark eyes frowned bored, watching the loose clothing take a fast step forward pleading with him.
"Yeah what are you going to do? Cry? Stand on your head? Look I've seen it all before. Get out cause I..." He trailed lightly watching the blue eyes silently fill with a sparkly shine, he was failing again. She told him to stay, to do what he was told, and already. Not five minutes in he was messing it up. -Damnt, his head growled, I didn't think the kid would actually cry. "...cause I got things...to do." He mumbled the rest of his sentence slowly, completely absorbed in staring at the small figure, gapping at him lightly. Trying to think of a reason he could give to make him stay. How was it there were none? How was it he was completely useless? "Alright don't start bawling on me damnt. Where is Diana I'll call." He frowned shutting the door. "Man what a pain in the ass." He growled lightly walking past the short figure into the kitchen before ripping the phone off the wall. "Alright, number." He frowned before doing a fast blink as he looked over to the blonde hair. Blue eyes still running over his place. It wasn't so bad. The guy was right. There was a floor, maybe food too. He bit his tongue lightly, no more comments. If the guy was mean he was supposed to ignore it, he owed him something big.
"Hey kid?" He glanced up at the frowning dark eyes watching him. "Are you retarded? Hard of hearing or something? Come on Tom Thumb I don't got all day." The blue eyes did a small flickered frown, irritated before the look disappeared.
"I don't have her number."
"What?!" He made a baffled face hanging the phone up. "What do you mean you don't have it?"
"And I don't know where she lives. I didn't look at he street signs. And I didn't..." His dark eyes watched the blonde hair choke lightly before quickly coughing to hide it. Blinking back the shine in the blue eyes. "I didn't....look at the land marks. I have absolutely...no idea where I am." His dark eyes just stared. Watching the small figure suddenly straighten up, shoulders back, keeping eye contact with him. As though bracing, waiting to be hit, or to face something important. Waiting. He had just been completely honest...this was when a real important reaction was supposed to come.
"And all she did was write on you hand?" He ran out his question, trying to get this all straight. The blonde hair nodded. "Pack your bags, send you on your way?" He watched another small quick nod come back to him. "Did you kiss her goodbye?" He chuckled lightly, grinning slyly at the nodding blue eyes. "On the lips?" He grinned.
"She's my mother!" The blue eyes frowned at him, moving slightly to a more aggressive stance.
"Your mother. You don't say." He chuckled lightly, eyeing the short form. "Where'd she kiss you then?" He grinned, watching the blue eyes study him with an uneasy air as he lazily strolled back over to where the kid hadn't moved. Watching the blue eyes look to the side for a moment before gently reaching up and touching its forehead. Two small fingers tracing over the spot in the middle above his nose. "Ahh a kiss of true love." He grinned, leaning over into the light face. Blue eyes absorbing him, expressions, tones, movements. "Did you know it's considered the greatest kiss of all?"
"No." The blue eyes shook no, staring at him. The scarred reckless face an inch from his own.
"It is. It means she loves both your mind...and your body." He grinned watching the blonde just blink slowly, thinking about this. "It's a high complement." He stood back up, offering a quick chuckle. "Must have made quiet an impression." He chuckled harder watching the light face just firm back up from where it had dropped to a everything your saying is being recorded into my mind absent expression that watched him. "Do you love her back?" He watched the head do another small nod. "You miss her?"
"Course I miss her." The blue eyes frowned immediately, snapping him a disgusted expression.
"Well I miss her too." He grinned. "But you don't see me crying about it so from now on if you want to cry do it somewhere else cause I don't want to look at you." He sent the light face a frown, watching it tense up. "Come to think of it. Just looking at you now is rather disgusting." He frowned, talking slow as he came to his decision. "What the hell is wrong with your skin? Are you supposed to be that color?" He frowned annoyed, watching the light arms just move further behind the loose green shirt of the frowning face. "What are you one of those people with no skin color? I thought you said you were human? You definitely don't look like me." He frowned leaning back down to the small face, that look a nerved but didn't back up. "Why are you so scrawny? You want girls to beat you up?"
"Why are you so dumb? You want people to make a fool out of you?" He frowned his question/ answer back, watching the scarred face only grunt. Slowly grinning.
"Your a real wise ass you know that?" He chuckled standing back up.
"Your a real dumb ass you know *that*" The blue eyes frowned at him, taking a step closer. "That's why I am going to live here."
"Fine we'll go and-Your Going To What!?" The unruly red hair almost choked, stumbling at the small words.
"That's right." He frowned a small nod. "You heard me right cause that's what I said! Unless, *your* hard of hearing." The blue eyes grinned slightly.
"Yeah you think your funny kid. Well I got news for you." He shot a finger into the light face, pointing at it. "You can live anywhere you want but here." He frowned slightly, irritating Tom.
"Huh who are you joking." The blue eyes shot a sly look up to him. "Your going to need me. Betcha I can do a lot of things you can't. That's why I am going to stay...because I owe you something big." He blinked, listening. The kid was talking, completely serious. Blue eyes looking up at him, they meant it. "I have to stay, because you...because I owe you a big favor." His dark eyes started frowning.
"Just what the hell are you talking about Tom? You don't owe me anything. In fact, if your so set on doing me a favor, there's the door. It would be very helpful if you would escort yourself out now, because I am tired." He grinned, walking towards the battered sofa as he spoke. His sly grin sinking into it, waiting for the sound of the door so he could yell a goodbye.
"Why do you call me Tom?" He cracked an annoyed eye at the blonde hair standing next to side of the couch.
"What are you serious?" He frowned his mumble. "Didn't I just tell you to get out?"
"I am not leaving till I repay my debt."
"What makes you so honest?"
He watched the blue eyes think as no answer came. "I owe it to someone." The blue eyes looked down, thinking hard before snorting at him. "Huh, if you honestly thought it was because I was so indebted to you. You got it wrong." The light face grunted at him. "I meant what I said, and I am not leaving and you can use me. Cause I am smart."
"Oh is that so?" He groaned lightly, closing his eyes.
"Yeah that's so. Ask me something."
He scarred face grinned. How old was this kid? He definitely was funny to talk to. "What did I eat for dinner yesterday?" He grinned, there was no way the kid would know that one.
"Nothing. Your just as hungry as I am." He did a fast blink. Dark eyes looking up at him. How was it the kid answered a personal question?
"What?" He sat up fast, blonde hair taking a small step back but the blue eyes fallowed him. "How the hell do you know that? Your not one of those freak mind readers are you." He frowned his last sentence. Glancing up as the small finger pointed towards his kitchen and empty clean sink and counter.
"You don't look like the house cleaning type to me." The blue eyes grinned slyly at him.
"You now your quite an observer." He chuckled lightly, leaning into the couch from where he sat slumped into it.
"And your an assumer. You think just because I am small I can't do anything."
"Well if that's not the case feel free to prove me wrong." He grinned, watching the blue eyes frown at his answer.
"I managed to keep you hostage for more than two days."
....................(silence)................... His dark eyes frowned. The stupid kid was right. He had saved him, then tied him up in that shit hole.
"I call you Tom for Tom Thumb, because if you get any thinner they'll be nothing left." He grinned his comment watching the blue eyes think about this.
"My name is James, think of a better thing to call me, or I'll refer to you with the word I am thinking of." The dark eyes shot him a frown.
"Well I always thought James was a rather ugly name so how about Jim?" He chuckled lightly.
"Fine." The blue eye growled their answer at him, frowning hard. "What should I call you then."
"Really now, I thought you'd never ask." He grinned. "Tom-"
"Jim"
"Jim your looking at the one and only Gene Starwind." He grinned watching the blue eyes do a slump. What an idiot this guy was. An egotistical idiot. "And right about now, it's time for me to go to bed. Considering I am tired as hell anyway." He did a small solute, watching the blue eyes step back frowning confused as he stood up and started towards the stairs.
"Hey wait a minute!" He was baffled calling after the retard he was living with. Dark eyes lazily looking back at him.
"Yeah right. Well I only have one bed and it's mine. But aaa, let me guess. You didn't bring anything useful with you." He frowned slightly, damnt, it wasn't like he had extras.
"I didn't have anything to bring." He sighed lightly, gripping the small bag his mother had given him.
"Well then." The scarred shoulders shrugged. "Make due on the couch." The dark eyes turned around, starting for the stairs again. "And just ignoring the rain, I heard it was scheduled for tonight. You know...that once every ten year thing? Anyway, I am wasted."
His blue eyes did a fast blink. .......Rain? Light features frowning confused as they watched the tall well built figure walk up the stairs before disappearing in one of the two doors. His blue eyes looking down at the couch, climbing onto it quickly and worming into the back. Damnt. That guy still didn't say what he should call him, just what his name was. He pulled the bag in closer
His face tightening to the soft cotton running under his nose as he inhaled deeply. His eyes welling up with tears immediately...it smelled like her. Even now only being with her for such a short time he could remember what she smelled like. It was going to take a long time this time for him to forget. His body curling up, pulling the soft cotton over the skin of his arms as he tried very hard to preserve the memory he just accessed. In case it would wear thin every time he thought about it. The colors and sound fading, until one day when he would try to remember, it just wouldn't be there, and he would have forgotten. He frowned, sniffling lightly as he felt the items inside the bag move. Blue eyes, dying to know what was inside, closing. He would need it, when he felt like shit, opening that bag...would be one of the greatest presents.
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He felt the room slowly blurring into view as his eyes opened to the chattering of his teeth. His body still curled exactly how it was when he fell asleep only now he could feel the cold biting all pieces of him not overlapped by his body or touched by the couch. His light skin shivering hard as he pulled the bag closer before stopping dead. The great -Bam- and flash from outside pulling his head lower into the couch so nothing but his eye were exposed to see. Blue color squeezing shut to the tremendous rumble that suddenly fallowed to the weird tapping sound that seemed to hit the outside of the building everywhere. Ah Man! His head screamed, to another -bam- of crackling light from outside until the tremendous rumble that shook the window panes.
"Ahh Damnt!" He yelled his swear but the rumbling from outside cut him off. His thin form sliding off the couch to the floor so he could stay hidden for the flash of light. Blue eyes looking up before bolting for the stairs through the rumble. Freezing light hands attaching to the banister as he sunk back to the floor to hide in the dark room, looking up to the upstairs opening door immediately. Watching the silhouette of the tall man trudge out of what must have been the bedroom to the hall window and look out. His ears just making out a mumbled they went all out this time...thunder and everything. Before the heavy footsteps started coming his way, blocked out by the incredible snapping crack of flash and light that pulled him closer to the banister, the roll of loud grumbling immediately fallowing.
It was the most horrible thing he had every heard. Like a gun, blasting apart the heavens.
"Hey?" His dark eyes frowned looking down at the huddled blotch of light blonde colors he almost tripped over. His dark eyes frowning baffled at the light face and body hiding into the rungs of his stairs. "Hey your missing it like that stupid." He frowned, reaching down to the light arm and pulling it up. Feeling the kid hang onto the stairs, fighting his pulling until another loud crack of light admitted. Loose green shirt bolting at him. His scarred skin suddenly aware of the slamming heart and fast breathing as the light arms rapped around his leg. "Hey get off damnt. I am not your mother." He growled annoyed, pushing the blonde hair off, but it hung on harder as he grabbed it. Yellow strains of hair shaking no as he pulled until his irritated "Fine" started walking, dragging the blonde with him.
His fingers struggling to hold onto the weird guy. "Look I am going outside, if your going to stay where you are I guess your coming with me." He grinned lightly, speaking to the closed blue eyes trying to block out the horrible noise. It sounded like the entire Sentinel dome was coming down.
"Let me GO!" He screamed as the strong hands growled at him, ripping him off fast. Growling as the small nails started digging him as he pried them off his leg, holding the small hands together.
"What is that a gun?' He frowned watching a light hands try to make for it's pants before he ripped the gun out. "Nice try kid." He grinned tossing it to the side as he pressed the small wiggling back against his legs to hold onto it. Blue eyes watching where it fell so they could dive for it the minute they wormed out of the strength holding them. "Take a look at this will ya?" He looked up at the scarred hand unlocking the door, turning the handle. "Bet you've never seen water fall from the sky before." His dark eyes grinned as he pulled the door inward, letting it swing wide open to the burst of cold moist air that rushed in on them. Blue eyes widening to the water that seemed to be pouring down from the sky, slamming everything in small bouncing drops.
"AH! HEY!" He screamed as the unruly red hair hanging onto him took a step forward. Frowning dark eyes looking down at him.
"The minute I let you go your going to run for that gun aren't you." He cocked a sly grin watching the blue eyes squint at his comment. "What for? Don't you think I would have made all the phone calls I would have needed by now? Or killed you already?" He chuckled lightly. "If you really owe me something big kid, then stop worrying yourself. I know how to return a favor." He grinned dropping the light hands he held to the small chest. Watching the blonde hair bolt from him, glaring. It didn't like being so close to him anyway. Light baffled features watching the dark eyes just look at the pouring rain before grinning at him. "I was born in England, but I am from America. Fell to locus when I was fourteen."
He watched the blue eyes suddenly drop to a crouch on the floor. Afraid of the loud blast of light and sudden growl the sky admitted. Bright blue color blinking at him from where it was as the thunder calmed outside. Nothing but the pattering of rain. Nothing but the strong man in gray boxers in front of him, wearing a what an idiot expression plastered all over his scarred face. "I was born in Germany. I worked in a ship in orbit. Docked at the Sentinel III gate port entrance for a day."
"And now your stuck here?" He cocked an eyebrow watching the blonde hair nod unsteadily, slowly standing up. "Germany. You don't say." He chuckled lightly. "You speak German?"
'I was born there wasn't I." the blue eyes frowned at his stupidity. Of course he could speak it.
"Well then say something damnt." The scarred face grinned, watching the blue eyes squint at him.
"Ihr ein mann, der shr dumm ist" [basically calling Gene stupid]
"Hahahah!" His blue eyes frowned, watching the scarred face burst out laughing. "Hey that's good." The dark eyes grinned at him, chuckling hard. "You sound like your choking on food Tom."
"Jim!" He snapped his correction watching the scarred shoulder shrug at him.
"Don't worry I'll get it down." He frowned, why did the guy keep telling him not to worry?
"Hey where do you think your going!?" He frowned watching the tall figure start out the doorway, dark eyes glancing back at his yell.
"Outside. Don't you know it only rains every ten years? Last time I was six and to scared to leave my mothers dress." The scarred shoulder shrugged at him. "This time I am going to enjoy it." The unruly color grunted at him, running out into the rain of the street, his blue eyes gasping lightly. Rushing to the doorway and looking out.
"You Idiot! Get back inside right...AH" He choked at the scarred face that was suddenly in front of him. Grinning wildly as it yanked him out. Small hands tearing at his arm as large drops of water started pelting him. Like a shower falling from the sky. "I want to go in!" He grinned at the yell from underneath him. Small legs fallowing his fast run as he pulled the small wrist with him. Out to the curb before stopping, his dark eyes squinting as he looked up.
"Come on kid." He grinned down at the loose clothes pulled into itself and him to stay out of the cold air and water. "Live a little damnt." He frowned, shoving the small back forward hard. Watching it shoot a small yell before tripping to the ground. Glaring up at him from the puddle it sat in. Clear droplets of water running over the light face and small body as he shook his head. Feeling water spray from his unruly color as he grinned.
"Ah!" The blonde hair pulled back slightly as he jumped into the small puddle it sat in. Blue eyes squinting as the water splashed up. "Your insane! Going to get yourself killed!" He frowned. How could this guy be so stupid?
"What? In the rain?" He grinned a small chuckle. "Not likely. It's not real lightening, it's simulated like the thunder smart guy." He watched the blue eyes do a small double blink. "That's right. You under estimate me don't you." He chuckled. "I am not blaming you, why shouldn't you?" He shrugged. "But I am not turning my world upside down because you suddenly decided to tag along. You got two ways you can go." The blue eyes blinked water out as the unruly red hair crouched down to them. Trickles of water dripping off the scarred shoulders and unruly red hair. "You can ride along in the action, or stand alone in the side lines. I won't bring you if you don't want to come, but I am going anyway. Sooo, you've just got to decide what you are. A go get-er or a nerd." The blue eyes frowned at the two extremes. "Myself, I am go get-er, and I am not going to stay behind and miss it for a nerd." The scarred face grinned, leaning into his with a small grunt. "Don't you think you can handle it? Don't you think your man enough?" He snorted at the blue eyes staring directly into his from where it sat in the puddle he had shoved him into. .....Small mouth opening slightly to answer him.
"Achew!"
"Ahh!" He pulled back as the small face suddenly sneezed. "What the hell kind of answer do you call that?!" He frowned wiping his face lightly. Pulling the rain off with his finger tips as he watched the small face sniffle wiping it's nose before looking up at him.
"I'll tell you what kind." The blue eyes frowned. "The kind that says I am getting the hell out of here! I would have to be the stupidest guy *around* to live with a moron like you!" His dark eyes frowned, crossing his arms at the loose figure of sopping clothes that stood up. "The more you talk the less important my debt to you becomes." The blue eyes frowned at itself, this guy was seriously insane, staying here would be a big mistake.
"Thought you said you owed me something big." He grunted lightly, arms crossed over his chest watching the light face shake no with a this is unreal sarcasm. Opening it's mouth to speak before choking lightly to a loud snap of lightening that made his scarred skin jump. Dark eyes looking up at the sky to the long squiggled yellow line before the bright flash. His body wavering at the smaller one that suddenly dove at him. Clinging to his waist as he watched the black down pour rumble above him. Blocking out the patter of the rain, the hum of the streetlamps, the creaking from his own front door swinging around in the moving wind until he looked down. Doing a fast blink to the small form squeezing him hard, eyes jammed closed afraid. His scarred hands on either small shoulder, where they had instinctively slipped while he was still looking up. Next to oblivious there was a child that had snapped at him when the loud crackle ate the sky. The thin arms around his waist, his own hands running down to them reassuringly while he was still staring up at the sky. The action he couldn't reach. "Either way." He grinned lightly, feeling the small arms loosen. "Your a favor I am supposed to keep. So who says I am going to *let* you leave." He teased lightly, watching the blue eyes slowly look up at him, before snapping back. Almost shoving him off as it backed up a couple feet frowning at him. Thin strains of blonde hair running into the light face as the water pulled it down, blue eyes just staring at him. Unsure. If he was leaving, now was a good time to do it, but he wasn't supposed to. She had asked him to stay and behave himself, dark eyes just watching the rain before muttering something and starting back towards the doorway. Glancing back as he didn't start fallowing, grinning at the blue eyes that suddenly frowned before stomping after him.
"I am *not* getting myself killed but I am *not* a nerd either." He heard the blue eyes frowning at him as he walked in.
"Really." He grinned turning around. "Didn't look like that when you were lying on my kitchen table in oatmeal. If you want to die I'll shoot you in the head and put you out of your misery." The chuckling dark eyes grinned, watching the light face suddenly appear behind the strong barrel of his gun. Blue eyes looking up at the weapon and black barrel aiming in-between his blue eyes. Grinning as the dark eyes did a double blink to the click of the smaller gun that raised up at them, aiming at *his* face. A silence passing over them as they stared at the barrels testing them. Blue eyes glaring into the black hole of the large barrel. This guy would shoot if he wanted, all he would have to do was flinch his hand right and the guy would blast before he could. He could end it now.
His finger tightened lightly.
"Like I said I only have one bed. So if you plan on joining me you better not have any more guns under there." The strong gun barrel motioned towards his body, watching the blue eyes do a blink. Interrupted from where they were deep in thought. He did have more guns. One more, and one knife. "Do you know how to steal a weapon?" He grinned lightly watching the blue eyes continue glaring at his face, watching him grunt a strong sly smile.
"Shit." The blue eyes looked up at him as they tripped backward to the strong kick that shoved him. Scarred hand snapping at the barrel of his gun and flipping it around, aiming them both at him.
"Yeah that's what I'd say too." The dark eyes frowned slightly, speaking firm. "Drop your weapons." The guns clicked, aiming at him. "You can keep them, just can't sleep with them. Didn't you ever think they could go off while you were out?" The dark eyes shot him an you idiot look.
"I always figured accidentally shooting myself was better then what could happen if I didn't them." The blue eyes frowned annoyed.
"Well now. Aren't you the very root of sunshine." He frowned sarcastically, cocking an eyebrow. "Turn around and put your hands against the wall, spread your legs." He frowned sliding the safety onto the smaller gun and sliding it into the rim of his boxers. Watching the blonde hair step back lightly as he stepped forward. "I am not playing around here kid. You better move or I'll move you." He frowned, watching the snarling blue eyes turn around. Thin palms pressing against the wall above the smaller head that listened to the second gun unclick to the strong walking moving behind him. Foreign hands running over his wet chest and back, searching for any weapons. "Right about now I could kick myself for not doing this earlier." He frowned letting just a few finger tips slide towards the inside of the small thin thighs before frowning and running his hand over a gun. His right hand running over the knife attached to the smaller ankle, blonde hair breathing hard, growling at him as he stepped back. Dark eyes watching the small palms slowly pull off the wall and turn around. Light face flicking up at him mad. "Yeah I don't want to hear it." He frowned cocking the gun again. "Get that gun and knife off and throw em over." He frowned watching the small face grit it's teeth at him. He would be totally unarmed without those. "You know you shouldn't put your weapon between your legs kid. If someone's going to look they'll find it no matter where you have it. Your better off not attracting so much attention down there or you'll find situations might not swing in your favor." He grinned lightly watching the small hand pull the gun from inside it's pants and throw it at him. His dark eyes squinting as it just missed. Watching the light hands un-strap the knife around it's ankle.
"I haven't found a situation in my favor yet, and most of them don't involve my weapons." The blue eyes frowned at him, throwing the knife to the floor.
He grunted, sliding the gun back into the rim of his boxers and pulling the smaller one out. Tossing it into the pile in front of him. "That's two guns here, one over there." He pointed towards where he threw the last one. "And one knife. If any of these move." He frowned leaving his sentence at that.
"So your just going to leave them in the middle of the floor?" The blue eyes made a face, what kind of protection tactic was this?
"That's right I am damnt. I am going to bed. Grab your bag or whatever you have cause your coming with me." He watching the blonde hair do a small blink, glaring at him. "That wasn't supposed to be a joke either. Start moving." He frowned, watching the blue eyes growl, starting over for his couch and yanking the bag off. "My bathrooms upstairs. Change, you look disgusting and your getting water all over my floor."
The dark eyes frowned as they trudged up the stairs.
Smaller footsteps coming up next to him.
His scarred face yawning as he pushed in his bedroom door. A sloppy crème walled, gray carpeted nothing complete with one window, queen size bed and dresser.
"Well one and only Gene Starwind, what do you propose now. I don't have anything to change into." He frowned "These aren't even my clothes, they're borrowed."
"What!?" The dark eyes spun around frowning. There was no way the kid was getting in bed with him sopping wet. "Well why the hell didn't you say anything earlier!?" He frowned watching the irritated blue eyes just sigh at him. There wasn't much to say. That bozo was the one that drug him outside and got him wet with his senseless speeches before taking all his weapons except for the gun in his bag. "What the hell are you smiling about?" His dark eyes frowned, watching the light face suddenly smile. "Give me that bag." He frowned extending his hand, watching the light face back up fast hugging it.
"I don't have anything you want ok." The blue eyes shook no at him.
"Well then you won't mind handing it over." He grinned beckoning his fingers in a motion to fill his hand. "You got any drugs or guns in there I should know about?" He frowned slightly watching the blue eyes look down at the bag.
"I don't take drugs. I have a gun." The light face looked up at him, pleading to keep the bag as it watched the scarred face do a disgusted flicker as the strong gun barrel snapped back out at him. "You can have it! I just want the bag!" He yelled as the strong form stomped forward, jamming his chest with the gun barrel as it ripped at the bag.
"GIVE IT!" He growled pulling at that bag. "Ah!" He frowned hard, pulling his hand back to the strong sting of the teeth biting him. Blonde hair stumbling back as he let go. Wide blue eyes flicking up at him. He hadn't decided he wanted to die just yet. "Alright that's fine. I'll make a deal with you then." He frowned. "You can keep the bag." He frowned walking over to his dresser.
Shaky blue eyes watching him. Why should he get such a good deal, what would be wanted in return? "What's my end?!" He yelled his question, anxious and worried what he would have to do. Wide cautious blue eyes watching the scarred hands pull things out of its dresser.
"Here." His blue eyes looked down at the long sleeve black sweat shirt thrown at him. His hand reaching down to it as the deeper voice muttered a "Put that on." from where it was still looking for things. "Hey!" He stopped moving as the unruly red hair snapped the gun up at him. Watching the blonde hair stop dead from where it was leaving the room. "Right where you are." He frowned. "If you really are human you don't got anything I don't, and last time you were here you cost me 85 Wong to get my sink fixed. Wasted some of the only food I have and took a piece of my skin out with your teeth." He frowned watching the blue eyes listen to him. "You ruined my fun and so far being here I have lifted three guns and a knife off you." He squinted watching the irritated light face just look at him. "That's not the sort of thing that puts confidence in a person. So you stay right where you are, and while your at it. Pull the gun out of that bag and toss it over. I am trusting that's the only weapon in there? If you give me any reason to think it isn't I am taking the bag kid. Whether you like it or not." He frowned hard watching a light hand dig into the bag and pull the gun out slowly. Looking up at him before tossing it to the ground at his feet. "That all?" He cocked an eyebrow raising the gun slightly.
"That's all." The blue eyes growled at him, watching his scarred face grin slightly.
"You know your a regular G.I.Joe." He chuckled lightly leaning into the dresser aiming the gun. "Get going." He cocked it lightly watching the light hand toss the bag a foot and drag the sweatshirt over. Opening it up and pulling it on fast, dark eyes frowning slightly watching the kid move its arms around from inside the warm soft black cotton before pulling the wet green t-shirt out the neck hole and drop it to the floor. "Modest aren't we." He chuckled lightly, this kid wasn't so bad. Definitely funny as hell to watch. His dark eyes blinking lightly at the thin legs kicking the loose wet pants off, man they were thin. "Everything wet has to go. I don't heat this place and it drops to 20 below at night. I hate to say it but most of the money around here goes into blankets." He frowned slightly. "Believe it or not that's still cheaper then heating one room, so if you wear anything wet you'll regret it in the mourning." The blue eyes shot him a look, watching him lazily aim the gun as he spoke. "And so will I." The dark eyes frowned hard, watching the sides of the sweatshirt move slightly before the small pair of boxers appeared around the light irritated ankles taking them off. "I don't suppose you have any of those?" He cocked an eyebrow at the disgusted nervous blonde hair sliding it's arms into the long sleeves of the sweat shirt that reached to its knees, sleeves past it's hands. His dark eyes frowning to the hateful take a wild guess spit at him. "Fine." He frowned un-cocking the gun and sitting it on top of his dresser. "Pick that up." He watched the light hands carry out his order. "Put your hands above your head so I can see them and go put that in the bathroom to dry." He sighed his order lightly, watching the aggravated light face raise its arms slowly and start for the bathroom as he pulled clothes out of his dressed. Peeking into the hall for the kid before quickly stepping out of his boxers and yanking dry ones up. Scarred hands pulling on a long sleeve tight gray t-shirt before some loose black sweat pants. Glancing at the black sweatshirt coming back in, growling at him.
"How much does it cost to heat a room?" The blue eyes frowned at him as he moved over to the bed, pulling the blankets down.
"Abut 250 Wong."
"A month?" The blue eyes frowned, hands on it's head so they could be seen.
"Every two weeks." He shot the thin sweatshirt a tired expression. "Sorry but I don't have that kind of money." He frowned.
"How much do you make?" He glanced at the blonde hair coming over to the bed.
"Enough to live off." He frowned, walking back over to his dresser and pulling his gun off. Blue eyes watching as he slide into the side of the bed.
"Well how much is that one and only?" He grunted lightly watching the dark eyes look at his sarcastic tone.
Strong figure standing up, hands on it's hips. "Gene." It frowned at him putting it's name in.. "That's about as much as is called in. I don't make the phone calls."
"Do the girls call in too?" The dark eyes shot him a frown as they look up irritate with the supercilious tone that comment was spoken as.
"Come here." He growled watching the light hands snap off the blonde hair as it started to run. Scarred hands grabbing the loose shoulder and yanking it over towards the bed.
"What the HELL ARE YOU DOING! LET ME GO!" His strong arms felt the thin body wiggle immediately. Groaning slightly as he slammed it face down into the top of the bed, pulling the loose arms together around it's back. "Ahh GET OFF!"
"Hey shut up!" He growled annoyed, ripping the small coil of wire off his pillow and rapping it around the small wrists. "Sorry but you really haven't given me a good reason to trust you yet." He frowned as he rapped the thin arms together tightly, feeling the thin legs kick him. Blue eyes closing in defeat as they felt the strong wire coiling around his skin to the strength shoving him into the bed. "Now that bag you don't want me to touch.." He felt the light body squirm harder as he mentioned the bag. "Whatever you got in that bag I am going to assume is *your* business. So that means what I do in my private time!" He tightened the rope.
"Ahha." He heard the blonde groan as he pulled the wire tighter.
"Is *my* business! So unless you want me poking into yours. Stay out of mine!" He growled pulling back from the tousled wet blonde hair laying on the bed. His scarred hand yanking the light shoulder back and letting it stand on it's feet. Blue eyes flicking up at him immediately, moving away.
"I wouldn't have mentioned anything but you kind of make it obvious when you leave condoms in the sink." The blue eyes frowned at him, cautiously backing up.
"Ahh so we're informed." The dark eyes sent him a wink. "I guess you'd have to be, with a mother like that." He spit his comment matter o' factly before cocking an eyebrow at the furious blonde hair that didn't do much but glare at him. Hands pulling at the restraints holding them behind it's back as he watched. That must be one of those buttons you don't push, his head muttered watching the blonde hair growl at him. Threatening to tear at him at any second even though it was restrained. "Sleep on that side." He pointed towards the other side of the bed, watching the blue eyes only squint at him. "Now." He frowned watching the loose black sweatshirt start over, his dark eyes watching. Maybe he should tie his ankles too. Dark eyes watching the blonde hair slowly climb onto the bed without using it's arms. Lying to face him on the very edge as he got in. Scarred hands messing with the weight that was layers of blankets before glancing at the fearful blue eyes watching him. Lying hands tied in a bed with some strange guy and no underwear. Every voice in his head telling him to get the hell out of this situation, dark eyes just looking at him. As if casually considering something before reaching over. Watching the light face look down into his sweatshirt as it moved to push back and fall off the bed. His hand grabbing the front of the cotton. Dragging the blond inward more listening to the muttered Oh man the closed blue eyes whined. "Shut up." He frowned annoyed, pulling the tense shoulder forward and rolling the blonde hair to it's other side. "Looking at you is freaking me out." He muttered lightly watching the light skin curl up afraid of him. "You have weird looking eyes you know that?" He frowned watching the small thin legs pull up to the cotton chest. Jammed blue eyes feeling sheets move around as the foreign hands fixed them to keep in the most heat before reaching over to him. His body tensing up, shaking lightly as the scarred hand ran under his thighs, lifting his waist off the bed slightly, straightening out the sweatshirt he was laying on. "Relax kid. Your not my style." His dark eyes frowned, pulling the bottom rim of the sweat shirt over the thin legs as far as it would go before pulling the sheets up around it and tucking them in Even with all this the kid would probably be cold tonight.
His blue eyes opening slightly, feeling the bed sink down more behind him as the unruly hair lay down pulling the sheets up. Dark eyes looking at the small bit of blonde hair and light hands tied together tense where it was. Blue eyes opening up to the blurred sheets in front of him as he heard the irritated mumbled relax from behind him before the strong yawn. Dark eyes closing, at least he didn't have to worry about the kid now. He probably just should have tied him up to begin with. Yeah. That's probably what he should have done.
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He groaned opening his eyes slightly, drawing the sheets closer to him as he felt the cold of the room. Dark half open eyes rolling over slightly, looking at the almost fully covered blonde hair shivering as it slept. His dark eyes frowning as he felt his own body shiver lightly. His face letting out an irritated growl as he watched his breath appear in front of him in the air of the bedroom. The cold biting his hand as he ran it out from under the covers. To the run down box that served as his end table. Scarred fingers looping around the handle of the strong knife and gently pulling it back into the bed with him. His dark eyes yawning as gently ran his hand around the smaller ones slightly purple from where they were tightly tied together. The shiny sharp tip of the knife gently slipping into the coils of the wire binding the small hands and sawing gently. Dark eyes watching the blonde hair for movement. If the kid woke up he'd probably pitch a fit and end up cutting them both before he could tell him he was taking the restraints off. His dark eyes watching the light hands separate slowly as he pulled the wire off before the sleeves of his sweatshirt slid down over the tiny thin fingers and hid them. His dark eyes closing, yawning heavily as he moved the knife back towards the edge of the bed and tossed it back onto the box. Blinking lightly as he glanced back at the blonde hair that suddenly rolled over. Admitting soft breathing to the thin lost form worming into him for heat. His dark eyes frowning, but not moving away, feeling the light hand on his chest grip part of his shirt as the blonde hair nuzzled into his shoulder before relaxing. His shivering dark eyes relaxing lightly at the burst of warm heat the blonde hair was releasing. The space between them warming the middle of the occupied bed with the combination of their body heat. His scarred skin yawning slightly as he felt sleep coming back to him. Better then before because he was warmer now.
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He felt his face pick up, his mouth opening involuntarily as he gave part of his sleep back to the night. Admitting it out threw his mouth as he yawned, opening his blue eyes lightly to the bright colors of the dull room. His body warm and secure in the large sweat shirt and heavy soft blankets as he opened his eyes to what was around him. His face tightening immediately to the sleeping unruly red hair above where he was nuzzled into the side of the scarred skin of gray t-shirt. Lost to a pillow and almost entirely covered with blankets, he squinted, the sooner he was out of this freaks bed the better. His blue eyes blinking fast as he felt the unruly red hair shift its weight slightly, turning its head to the side as the scarred hand that was resting on the great chest moved. Running over his lighter one as he frowned. Suddenly becoming aware he was hanging onto the guys shirt before watching the back of the scarred hand run onto his stomach as it slept. His face frowning immediately, moving downward as he licked his lips.
"AHH!" He jumped as the strong body sat up fast, ripping its hand from him as he bit it. Dark eyes looking down at the strong teeth marks before at the blonde hair that sat up and moved to the other side of the bed glaring at him. "What the hell was that for!?" He frowned mad, dropping his hand to slam the bed.
"So you know where you *Can* and *Can't* put your hands!" The light face frowned at him, watching his face flick to an annoyed disgusted expression.
"Well excuse me! Your the one that was practically on top of me!" The red hair growled at him, watching the blue eyes grunt lightly, but it was true.
"I was asleep."
"So was I." He grinned back his strong growl that answered the annoyed smaller one. His scarred hand snapping out in a quick movement and yanking the small wrist at him fast. Watching the blinking blue eyes scramble forward with the fast pull as the scarred hand pulled his towards it's mouth. His eyes widening as he shot his free small hand at the scarred face. Shoving it back as the teeth gripped his palm where he had bitten.
"ArrAHH!" He growled before yelling at the hard sting the teeth sent him, biting hard. Dark eyes frowning as they dropped his hand and shoved him back.
"That's so you know I'll bite you back." The dark eyes frowned at him, climbing out of bed and moving quickly to the window. Blue eyes looking down at the strong painful teeth marks in his hand before up at the maniac opening the window.
"What the hell are you doing! It's freezing in here already!" He frowned watching the dark eyes glance back at him, grunting lightly.
"Yeah right. But the walls keep the cold in. It's about twenty degrees warmer outside already. It's 58 degrees out there and only 38 in here." He frowned at the shivering blonde hair that had sunk back into the bed under the blankets. "Get up." He beckoned lightly, watching the blue eyes frown at him. "Honestly, I'd have to be stupid to leave you by yourself with all these *potential* weapons." He snorted his sarcasm lightly, watching the blonde hair slowly climb out of the bed before hugging itself to the strong cold snapping up at him from underneath the sweatshirt. Dark eyes watching it stop for a moment and look at its hands, just realizing. "I untied them last night." The blue eyes snapped up at him. "You looked much nicer sleeping, and your hands were turning purple." the blue eyes frowned walking towards him.
"Why should you care." They spit their irritated comment.
"What are you serious?" He cocked an eyebrow. "Your disturbing looking as you are. I don't need you to be multicolored to freak me out." He frowned at the hurt light face that listened to his opinions before coming forward as his scarred hand grabbed a hunk of the sweat shirt and started pulling it with him. Blonde hair fallowing him into the bathroom. Watching the scarred hand shut the door and trudge towards the counter. His blue eyes looking around and the familiar small room with the single bulb, grinning lightly at the sink. 85 Wong huh? "If you have to take a piss leave your modesty somewhere else cause I am not letting you out of my sight until you stop trying to make my house a weapon." His blue eyes frowned at the unruly red hair pulling a tooth brush out of a small cup and loading it with toothpaste before turning around to him. "You have any diseases?" He cocked an eyebrow.
"I am lactose intolerant."
"Is that so?" He nodded lightly, brushing his teeth as he watched the blonde hair stand there watching him. "Can't have milk?"
"Don't like it anyway." The blue eyes frowned at him.
"Does that mean you can't have products with milk in it too?" He frowned slightly watching the blonde hair nod. "That sucks." He grinned at the light face as he turned around, spitting into the sink. "Got anything else?" He glanced back.
"You mean like long term or right now?" He sighed lightly watching the unruly red hair fill the sink with water to a mumbled humor me. "I have three infections. My lungs are infected and so is my throat." His dark eyes nodded lightly before doing a fast blink.
"Your what?" The dark eyes turned around baffled.
"It's not permanent. It will go away." He shrugged lightly watching the dark eyes frown at him, thinking about this.
"Well where's the last one?" He made a face watching the blue eyes squint at him, not answering. "Can I catch any of this?" He frowned watching the blonde hair shake no.
"No, they aren't contagious."
"At all right? I am going to be really pissed if your lying kid." He frowned pointing at the small face.
"Jim." He put his name back in watching the red hair nod irritated. "And no you can't catch them." He spit his comment firmer. Irritated the guy didn't fully understand what he was saying the first time around.
"Yeah fine, then here." His blue eyes glanced at the toothbrush the red hair handed him. "I don't have anything. I am clean." He frowned slightly as the light face gave him a look.
"Drugs?"
"Look I said I am clean. I couldn't afford any stimulation if I wanted it. No infections, no complications." He watched the light hands slowly take his tooth brush and move towards the sink. "I make three hard liquor drinks, don't own a car, and don't burn in the sun." The scarred face grinned behind the frowning blue eyes watching him in the mirror. What the hell kind of information was this?
"Well can you make any food?" He frowned slightly turning around, licking some of the toothpaste suds off his lips.
"Oatmeal, grilled cheese and eggs." The scarred shoulders grunted humored.
"I can make eggs." He watched the blue eyes brighten slightly, almost smiling at him.
"Well don't call the press yet." He grinned, blue eyes snorting a small laugh at him. "What else can you do?" He grinned.
"I am good with computers."
"Electronics?" He frowned slightly cocking an eyebrow.
"That's right." The blue eyes smiled at him before leaning into the sink and spitting toothpaste out. "I know tons of stuff, and I can fix stuff too." He glanced back up, watching the casual scarred face raise its eyebrows.
"Yeah what else?" He watched the blonde hair turn around thinking. Wasn't that enough? "You good at math?"
"Sure I can do it." The blonde hair nodded at him.
"You good with a gun?" The blue eyes frowned teetering it's hand back and forth in a so-so movement. "That's funny considering you have so many."
"It isn't hard to hit someone at point blank Starwind." The blue eyes gave him a duh expression, watching the dark eyes grin.
"Call me by my first name. Your living here aren't you." He chuckled lightly.
"Yeah I guess I am." He watched the light face grin slyly at him. "How do you make your eggs?"
"Scrambled. What about you?" He grinned back watching the small shoulder shrug, hands on it's hips.
"Sunny side up." He chuckled, arms crossed over his chest.
"Well alright then." He watched the blonde hair move slightly considering him. "Who do you think can make them the fastest?" He grinned.
"Who do you think can make them taste the best?" The blue eyes grinned watching his opponent cock an eyebrow before pushing off the tiled wall and taking a step towards him to a muttered what do you say we find out. Dark eyes grinning as he started out of the bathroom. Blonde hair fallowing, muttering a "What do you say, I let you see me kick your ass."
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"..Serious so you better get the hell off me!" He glanced at the light skin in his sweat shirt shoving him as he reached over the small shoulder.
"What's the matter. Can't you handle that I am beating you?' He grinned watching the blue eyes frown down at the frying pan it was using. Sprinkling salt into the yellow yolk sizzling gently.
"Huh." The blue eyes snorted at him, he grinned. "You cook yours too fast. There's no way it's going to taste good." The blonde hair looked up at him, watching him only grin slyly, flipping part of his eggs again.
"So." He sighed lightly. "Mind if I ask you a personal question?" He glanced at the blonde hair, watching it look up. Eyeing him cautiously. "Where are your parents?" he watched the blue eyes look back down at the frying eggs for a long pause until they looked back up. Strong scarred face leaning into the counter top watching him as he waited for his eggs to need flipping again. This was the guy who could have done anything he wanted to him last night. Shot him, sold him, touched him. But he hadn't. Hadn't made a move, or hurt him at all. Is this why she sent me here? His mind whisphered lightly, dark eyes watching the face get more upset as it continued thinking. Bouncing around in it's thoughts as they ran wild from the danger he was in with this guy who had the upper hand: to why his mother would have sent him there. to what he was doing there. How they were going to be hungry later since all this guy had in his fridge was eggs and they were cooking them all now. There were only five eggs.
"Yes." His dark eyes did a confused blink.
"Yes what?" He made a baffled face.
"Yes I mind if you ask me." The light face looked back down at the eggs. Standing in the blue plaid pants and sweatshirt on the kitchen chair pulled over to the stove. Making him almost even height with the unruly red hair.
"Alright then." The scarred skin sighed lightly, moving back to his frying pan and scrambling his eggs more. "Your good with computers. Obviously not with people. You can make eggs and fix stuff, speak German...but what can you give me?" He frowned slightly looking at the light face listening to its talents being strung out like a grocery list. Calm bored dark eyes looking at him.
"What do you want?" He frowned lightly. "What is it you can give me?" His frown hardened instantly. Why did he have to answer all these questions? This dork owed just as much to him.
"Well isn't it obvious." The dark eyes shot him a grunt. "I gave you a place to live, a bed to sleep in, something to eat, your *wearing* my clothes." He motioned towards the sweatshirt as he stood up straighter. "So far all you've done is bite me, make things difficult and eat what little I have." He frowned leaning into the small face that stared back at him. "So what the hell can you give me that is so great?" He watched the blue eyes frown slightly, thinking about this.
"Do you screw all those girls cause your lonely?" He watched the dark eyes do a fast blink. That was a subject change. "You talk a lot, but your all by yourself. I think you do all those girls cause your lonely." He glanced at the dark eyes glaring at him. So he was going back into his personal business again. "That's something *I* can give you Gene." His dark eyes squinted at the blue frowning eyes. "If you weren't so *dumb* you could probably *have* more money." The light face frowned irritated he had been dumped with someone as poor as him.
"Yeah well I am not dumb enough to miss the value standing in front of me." He frowned bitter, growling at the light face that flickered slightly. "Some people would pay a lot of money just to get as close to you as I got last night in bed." He watched the small chest breath a little faster. "What do you think about that huh?" He grinned sly and bitter. Grunting into the wide blue eyes he leaned into before twitching. The small click of the gun timed with the fast blink and new sensation. Blue eyes half an inch from his face just staring at him as he felt the cool gun barrel jab his crotch.
"What do you think about that huh?" He growled hard, blue eyes glaring at him more afraid then sure. Dark eyes motionless to the small thin figure that suddenly had the upper hand. "Gene." He glared at the small face that stated his name. "I want to make a deal with you." The blue eyes frowned slightly unsure.
"Is that so?" He growled mad, the gun still hadn't moved. How was it that kid had another gun!?
"I have a car and you don't." The blue eyes frowned at him watching him do a fast blink. What? "Don't you think we'd...do better if we worked together?" The blue eyes stayed glued on his face.
"Well I don't know." He sneered his words mad "Every time we do something together you jab me with a gun." He grunted.
"Well I wouldn't! If you would LEAVE me ALONE! You don't exactly give me a lot of assurance." He frowned mad. The guy was talking about selling his body for money! What the hell else was he supposed to do!?
"What do you want a hug?" The scarred face grunted at him, watching the blue eyes make almost a disgusted face.
"No I want money." the blue eyes frowned at him, watching him squint.
"Well it looks like...(he leaned back from the kids face)...we have a common goal." He grinned, watching the blue eyes do a blink as he looked down at the gun jabbing him before cocking an eyebrow at the blue eyes. "Your a dirty fighter." He frowned.
"I don't think I am cheating." He grunted at the figure ten times bigger and stronger then him, slowly pulling the gun back. Dark eyes watching the light hand slowly put it up on the counter. The guy probably would have taken it anyway. "If you work with me I betcha we could make some money." The blue eyes frowned at him lightly, the scarred face was expressionless just watching him. "I don't want any trouble damnt." The blue eyes frowned slamming the counter with its fist. "But I am sick of all this crap!" He frowned mad, watching the scarred face cock an eyebrow at him.
"Isn't everyone? We're in Locus Jimmy. It doesn't get much lower." He watched the blue eyes make a small movement to the name he called him. "If you want to work with me, that better be the last time I see your gun or your teeth marks anywhere on my body." He growled pointing his finger into the small face.
"Working with you *doesn't* involve what you were talking about." The blue eyes snarled at him shoving his finger away.
"You mean selling your body?" He grinned, snorting at the small figure. "I am just letting you know what a favor I am doing for you. So far you seem pretty smart. That means you know what your walking around with is a worth a lot of money." He grinned.
"Well there's not that much I can do about it." He growled hard still, unable to hide the uneasy expression seeping into his eyes as he thought about how right this guy was, and how screwed he would be if he did fall down that path.
"That's right there isn't." The dark eyes frowned. "So as long as you understand that I can kick you out at any time and that's where you'd end up I think we'll get along fine." He grinned listening to the irritated Why? "Because so far your a real pain in my ass." He frowned. "And your attitude is really ticking me off." He was mad, watching the light face smile. "Yeah you think that's funny?" He raised his eyebrows. "You won't be laughing when I got you at gun point so I an pat you down again, so just drop whatever weapons you got under there and we'll start working together." He sighed heavily. "I am sick of fighting with you because your the most annoying little shit I think I've ever met. It's no wonder your all alone." He grunted lightly watching the light face listen to this.
"Well if you weren't so self loving! Thinking your so hot! Maybe more people would like you!" He frowned watching the scarred face just sigh, clucking its tongue bored through a small pause.
".......I can't help how great I am." He shrugged casually, watching the light face malfunction to a worried expression. "That's just how things are. And I am not going to be walking about with half dead smart ass." He frowned. "So get it together Jim and I'll take you with me." He smiled, blue eyes blinking for a second at the kind smile that came towards him. Scarred hand falling onto his shoulder. "Cause if you don't your leaving or I am using you for money." He watched the light face swallow at the hard honesty. Scarred hand dropping off his shoulder and lazily scooping eggs out of his frying pan onto his plate. Blue eyes watching in shock from the words as the strong form walked the one foot to the kitchen table and slumped into it.
"Well that's assuming I don't just skip out first." He frowned, eager to send back a strong comment.
"Just stop." The dark eyes sighed looking up at him. "Your not skipping anywhere and you know it. Just get off your high horse kid. Think about this. There's no reason for you to have a gun if I don't."
"There's plenty good reasons!" The blue eyes growled at him, turning around in the chair they still stood in.
"No there aren't." The scarred shoulders shrugged, busting his forceful comment to nothing. "If your as valuable as you say you are then to be honest I don't mind you here. You funny as hell and its not like I have a hundred and one people around here to talk to. Like you've so kindly pointed out." He shot a sly grin to the light face cautiously getting off the chair with a plate of eggs and coming over. Dark eyes casually blinking as they watched him. "Are you going to sit down?" He shot a lop sided grin to the blue eyes that looked at the chair before sitting into it. The smell of the eggs making his stomach wild, but he had more important things to think about. This guy was a nut, kept changing his mind. One minute he looked as though he would give him to the highest bidder, and the next he enjoyed his company.
"K then I'll get rid of the guns." He nodded lightly watching the scarred face chew.
"No don't get rid of them." The dark eyes chuckled lightly. "Keep em. All of em. It's good to have a weapon just don't use it on me." He watched the light face grin slightly. "You obviously must be good with them or you mom would have taken them." He shrugged watching the smile disappear to a weird frown. "And right here I am agreeing to work with you. You got that all right?" He tapped his fork down to his dish, cocking an eyebrow at the blonde hair.
"Unless I am hard of hearing." The sly eyes grunted at his comment, his eyes watching the unruly color grin. "What exactly is it that you do?" He frowned, watching the dark eyes stab more egg with its fork.
"Anything and everything." He grinned glancing up. "I'll do the anything and you can do the everything." He grinned at the light face that laughed at his teasing comment. His dark eyes chuckling at his own joke as he glanced down at his eggs, stabbing more of them.
"I need to ask a favor." He frowned slightly glancing up. "I don't have any money and I need some clothes, and maybe a toothbrush." He watched the scarred shoulder sigh, dropping their fork onto his plate. "I'll pay you back as soon as I get some money." He reassured fast watching the strong hand run over the dark eyes.
"Yeah well. As much as I hate to say it Jimmy I don't have a penny to my name. Your mom walked off with the 500 I didn't have. The 50 Wong I did have bough these eggs and the cans of food in my pantry." He watched the light face fall to a desperate disappointed expression. "As it stands, I am flat broke and since you are too, we got nothing." He shrugged lightly, leaning back in his chair. Watching the blue eyes look down thinking hard on how they could make some money. "The other 200 Wong I did have..." The blue eyes looked up fast. "Went to pay off my outstanding debt."
"A debt!" The light face leaned into the table more. "No way!"
"Yeah that's right. I owe 4,000 Wong to an organization." The dark eyes looked away lightly, listening to the sarcastic Mind if I ask you a personal question? the dull blue eyes sent him. "Yeah I do." He frowned at the light face that sighed hard, looking down at the delicious eggs. Dark eyes frowning as the blonde started coughing. Harsh raspy sounds that sounded like they hurt before the small mouth piled eggs in and swallowed hard. "You got something for you lungs or what?" He frowned watching the blonde hair nod.
"Yeah I'll take it after I eat." The blue eyes spoke down to the plate of food he started devouring.
"Medicine is worth a lot of money on the streets kid. You got anything you can do without?" He watched the blue eyes look up, frowning as they thought about that. Yeah. The crème, that was just to make stuff feel better. He didn't *need* it need it.
"Probably not." He shook his head no. The guy might take it. "What would we buy if I did?" He watched the dark eyes cock an eyebrow at him, sliding its empty plate to the side and leaning forward onto the table.
"Well since your not telling me what it is, the first thing we would do would be to get you some clothes. Then more food. Then take the first job that comes our way." He grinned at the blue eyes that frowned lightly. He was going to have to get better phrasing his lies.
"I have a crème I can sell." The unruly red hair grinned at him, leaning back in his chair again.
"Well Alright.' He grinned.
"And I can sell three of my guns."
"Hahaha" The dark eyes laughed. Watching the fork full of eggs stop dead where they were going into the small mouth as the blue eyes looked up at him. "How many of those things do you have?" He chuckled hard laughing over the Eight that answered him. "Ahahaha....what!?" He choked sitting up straight. "Eight?" The blonde hair nodded chewing. "You have eight guns!?" He made a baffled face listening to the emmhmm the nodding blue eyes sent him.
"I only have six here. So I'll sell three." The dark eyes blinked, taken off by this.
"Well where the hell are the other two?!" He frowned baffled.
"Hidden." He frowned at the monotoned answer.
"Hidden!?"
"Yeah that's right!" The blue eyes snapped at him, he wasn't going to be made fun of. "There hidden in the city!" He frowned watching the dark eyes just stare at him, motionless through a small pause.
".....Well I am impressed." He grunted a small grin, watching the blue eyes do a blink to the irritated face that dissolved at his comment. Gene was impressed? "Eight guns is impressive." He grinned slyly watching the light face grin proud. "Especially when two are hidden in the city.
"See." The blue eyes grunted lightly forking eggs into its mouth. "I told you I could do stuff." He chuckled at the comment snorted at him. His dark eyes grinning to his Well we'll just see how handy you are as the blue eyes grinned. He was handy enough.
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"Hey pal it's worth more then that."
He cocked an eyebrow lightly, leaning into the filthy pawn shop counter. Dark eyes watching the blonde hair fend for itself. Arguing with the fat slob of a man behind the cash register. "That's real metal. I am not taking anything less then 100 for it." The blue eyes frowned hard, glaring at the fat man that just cleared its throat. Pudgy eyes looking down at the well made gun in its hand as he reached up and scratched the side of his face to a long sigh.
"75 Wong." he dropped the gun back onto the table to the, What!? the scowling blue eyes sent him. Yanking the gun back over to its side as it watched the man get up to the ringing phone. "Ahh." He growled blue eyes glancing up at the unruly red hair, dark eyes casually watching him. This wasn't going very well.
"Ok pal look." The fat man slumped back into its grimy chair, lazily looking at the annoying kid that kept talking in front of him. "I have the one and only Gene Starwind with me and if you don't offer me a hundred like he says he's going to do something about it." The blue eyes frowned pointing to their side. His dark eyes doing a fast blink and small choke as the pudgy man suddenly looked at him, cocking an eyebrow un-entertained. What the hell was he supposed to do!?
"Oh yeah and what's he going to do about it?" The fat man burped a small question, looking at the sly dark eyes that seemed to be glaring at the blue that looked up at them. Light face thinking.
"You hear that Gene? He doesn't think it's worth a hundred Wong." The blue eyes gave him a look. "So ahh...do you thing." The small elbow nudged him, watching him growl annoyed. Dark eyes closing to a hard swear before looking down at the blue eyes that shot him another hurry up damnt! Do something! expression.
"Yeah alright. Go outside and see if there are any cops on the street." He sighed his request slowly, watching the fat man make a small frown. Blonde hair declaring a, You got it! before happily walking over to the door and looking out. His mind swearing as he thought hard. Just what the hell was he supposed to do about this!? All the pawn guys were like this!
"There's only one Gene." The blue eyes opened the door looking out before answering him matter o' factly. "But he's at the *end* of the street." The blonde hair came back in, grinning slyly. "I don't think he'd hear you from there."
He grinned, ahh god if this guy called the bluff they'd never be able to show their faces in here again. "Alright then. Go outside and get the thing from the car." He grinned slyly watching the light face smile.
"Which one?" The blue eyes chuckled. Geez what a trick.
"You know what one damnt!" He frowned annoyed. "The one I say you can never touch! Get it!" The blue eyes frowned at his barking orders before shrugging. Doing a lazy solute and strolling out the door to the *supposed* car and *supposed* thing. His dark eyes leaning back into the counter with a sly look, grunting at the heavy man that seemed slightly nervous. "Seventy-five Wong...huh." He sneered out his annoyed snort, watching the mans pudgy eyes glance at him and at the door several times before freezing at the sight of the blonde hair coming back towards the shop. The small voice stopping a woman hanging around outside to an, excuse me mame, you might not want to be so close to this building right now. The man's pudgy eyes doing a hard nervous frown as she squeaked a Why? Before the light voice could be heard answering a, Oh because there might be either a *big* explosion or a *lot* of fire. His dark eyes did a silent laugh, listening to the blonde hair on the street.
"Hey pal 100 sounds good enough to me." His dark eyes glanced up at he nervous frown. "Besides. Always good to give your neighbors a break right." The slobby face grinned at him, dragging the gun back behind the counter as it slipped a 100 bill over.
"You don't say." He grinned standing up and taking the bill. Watching the fat face make a fast reassuring nod that yes, this was really out of the kindness of its heart. "Well I'll make sure I come back here with some good business." He grunted lightly, to the heavy nodding behind the counter as he pulled the door open and stepped out. Blue eyes grinning at him slyly.
"So? How'd we do?" the blonde hair smiled at him as he pulled the hundred out. "Good." He frowned slightly. "That gun was worth at least two hundred. I can't believe he was going to rip me off like that!" The blue eyes made an exaggerated movement, irritated.
"Hey." He frowned, watching the blonde hair stop walking as he did. Bending into the light face. "Just what the hell was the big plan if that guy called our bluff huh?" He frowned into the casual blue eyes.
"Honestly?" His scarred face frowned at the small question.
"No I want you to waste my time-of course honestly!" He frowned mad, watching the blue eyes look to the side for a second.
"Well I didn't have one. To tell ya the truth. I made that up as I went. If it wasn't for that *boneheaded* phrase you said last night, I never would have thought of it."
His face fell to a mad slump. "Do you mean to tell me you put my ass on the line like that with *No* idea what you were doing." He frowned hard, watching the small face start frowning back.
"Well we're twenty five Wong heavier aren't we!?" The blue eyes frowned pushing forward into the scarred face that back up. "And get out of my face! Didn't anyone ever tell you that's rude, geez." He frowned as the dark eyes growled annoyed. Standing up and walking forward, blue eyes watching him before moving up along side, looking up at the tall red hair making it's way down the sidewalk with him. "Besides." He sighed lightly, dark eyes growling at him. "It's a pawn shop guy Gene. Not an assassin. What's the worst he could have done?' He shrugged a small grin up to the red hair before choking lightly as the strong hand grabbed the neck of his sweat shirt and slammed him back into the brick building. Annoyed scarred face moving back into his.
"He could have blown off my head, that's what.." He growled at the blue eyes breathing air back in from where it as knocked out. "If you want to work with me try watching my back, not invoking death at my expense." The strong hands shoved him hard before letting go and standing back up looking down at him.
"Well then you do the same!" He frowned shoving forward from the wall.
"I am damnt!"
"No you aren't! You were just going to let that guy rip me off!"
"Well how was *I* supposed to know it was *real* metal." He grunted.
"Cause I said it was!" The blue eyes frowned, almost baffled. What, did Gene manage to miss that part?
"Oh so now I am supposed to believe you never tell a lie?" He grunted looking down at the blue eyes.
"Yeah!" The light hand snapped at him, shoving him lightly to gain more attention. "That's right I wouldn't lie to you." The blue eyes frowned mad at him. How could this not have been part of their agreement before? If they were working together how far were they going to get if they were lying back and forth? "I thought you said you'd work with me." He frowned disappointed watching the scarred face sigh a groan.
"I did damnt. But I don't know how honest you are." He made a baffled face. "Besides.." He sighed heavily, dark eyes scanning the street before looking up at the sign above them. "It doesn't really matter now anyway...just let me know if your going to pull something like that again." He frowned moving towards the door of the building. "I don't need any assassins on my ass got it?" He shot a small grin to the blonde hair mumbling a, well that's what I was saying, as he pulled the door open slightly. Making a small frown as he watched the blonde hair step back slightly. "What's wrong with you?" He frowned confused, watching the light face just tense up.
"I'll wait outside alright." The blue eyes frowned at him, turning around to watch the traffic, large black sweatshirt and blue plaid pajama pants.
"What? Like hell you will." He frowned yanking the light arm over, feeling the small wrist wiggle to get free before looking into the open door.
"Gene!" He looked down at the blonde hair he was dragging in with him. Nervous blue eyes staring up at him. "Your not messing with me right?" The blonde hair shook no at him, worried. This was a dangerous bar. Dangerous for him, especially if Gene decided to give off signs he was for rent.
"What?" The dark eyes made a disgusted baffled expression. "I told you kid, your not my style." He grimaced his words down to the small arm he held, how disgusting.
"Yeah well! What about the people in there." The free light hand pointed at the open door watching the dark eyes listening to him glancing in before back at him. "I might...I could be their style." The blonde hair frowned upset. If this guy was lying to him...it would cost him. "Just tell me your not messing with me K?" He frowned, looking into the open door worried. Dark eyes watching this. The countless times he had strolled in and out casually, it was hard to think that for someone else, they couldn't go in because it was unsafe.
"Just stick with me." He threw the light arm a reassuring grin, slowly releasing his grip. "Besides. It's not like you don't have a gun on you." He chuckled lightly. If it wasn't for the two supposedly hidden in the city, an the one two they just pawned off. He would have been willing to bet the kid was carting around all eight.
His dark eyes grinned slyly, confidently walking in to the dark bar of music and smoke. His eyes scanning around the room before spotting who he was looking for in a back dark booth. "Do you come here often?"
He glanced down at the small mumble, blue eyes scanning the bar disapprovingly. "Come on." He groaned, staring toward the left of the crowd. Blonde hair struggling to stay directly behind him. Afraid to be lost in the crowd of several weird eyes that had stopped to glance at him and then unruly color he was with. "So." His dark eyes grinned, looking down at the ragged old form smoking in the dark booth. "Your the witch hazel am I right?" He cocked a sly grin, watching the old mans eyes look up at him bored. Blowing a thick white smoke out over the scarred face that ignored it.
"Some people call me that." The thin white hair smiled slowly, crookedly. Motioning to for the unruly red hair of the cocky strong figure to sit across from him. Scarred form slumping into the booth grinning.
"Would you say, I can call you that?" He chuckled lightly, cocking an eyebrow at the ragged figure. "Cause I..." He stopped, looking at the frowning blue eyes next to him. Oh yeah, almost forgot about him, his mind mumbled lightly, almost laughing. "Cause *we* got something to sell." He chuckled lightly, pushing the tube of crème across the table to the withered hand that slowly picked it up and looked at it. Running over the label and sealed quality before flicking its eyes up at them.
"Very valuable outlaw."
His scarred face grinned as the ragged face smiled at him, slowly sitting the tube down. "And why is that?" He grunted lightly listening to the slurred, not for both, as the withered hand reached into it's vest. "Really not for both sexes? How come?" he frowned slightly, watching the thin face look up at him before glancing at the blue eyes that seemed to be paying more attention to the crowd in the bar then watching them.
"It's poisonous to some species, and some women." the thin white hair shrugged lightly, slowly pulling the long cigarette back into it's mouth and sucking in the hot choking smoke.
"Some species? Some women? You don't say." He grunted a small laugh. "How much will you give us for it?" He grinned slyly, leaning into the table a bit more. "Because you keep telling me how valuable it is and I might just keep it." He winked at the old, aged spotted figure across the table. Watching the thin cracked lips just open slowly and blow smoke at them in a thin line. His dark eyes glancing down at the blonde hair that started coughing hard. Trying to hold it in as it frowned. "Go get some air blast it." He frowned lightly shoving the loose clothing to the very edge of the booth, watching the blonde hair shake no as it continued coughing. His dark eyes growling, ignoring the closed blue eyes as the thin ragged figure muttered a 400 Wong. "I am sorry what did you just say?' He blinked fast. 400? 400 Wong? For a little tube?
"Take it...or leave it.." The thin cracked lips slowly pulled the long cigarette back in, glancing lightly at the small face that was swallowing hard. Blue eyes slightly pink and wet from the strain that was the deep raspy coughing.
"Heeey, you know what I like to hear." The dark eyes grinned leaning into the table as the thin age spotted fingers slid the bills to him before slowly dragging the tube over. Smiling crooked at them before blowing the thin white line of smoke at the blonde hair that held it's breath fast. Moving out of the booth to escape it. Unruly red hair fallowing, looking down at the coughing figure he started pulling with him out of the loud music. Watching the small hands bolt for the door as they neared it, shoving it out fast and inhaling the dirty street air, that was at least better then the bar air. "Geez. Next time go get air like I said." He frowned annoyed, but happy as he tucked the bills into his pocket. Blonde hair shaking no.
"Not in...Not in that (coughing) Not in that I won't." The blue eyes were squinting lightly at him as they looked up. Watching the darker ones look at him almost concerned before shrugging.
"You do realize we just made 500 Wong in one day." The scarred face grinned, watching the small throat swallow.
"More like two hours." He smiled, before grunting a small laugh. Dark eyes looking down at him, approvingly. "Guess you could say that we're officially business partners now." The blonde hair grinned placing its hands behind its head as they started walking. Grinning to the, Yeah I guess you could, muttered down with a sly but approving tone.
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Hey I would love to know what you think :) This is a bit different from my normal tone, so comments would be great! Thanks so much for reading my story, I promise I'll put as much effort into those who review, and take the time to write back to all of you ~unless of course I can't get an address. Not sure if I plan on continuing this, I might just leave it here, and watch my name cause I have a BIG surprise I am gonna release real soon in September 2002. :) A super big ols story that's gonna be really good.
Thanks again DivineAngel
