Wildfire
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of Machine Robo Rescue.
Pairing: Taiyou x Ace.
Summary:
Put Ozora Taiyou and Arias "Ace" Honou together. Expect fire.
"Leave it to Ace? You wimped out because it was time for injections and Ken threatened you with a needle, didn't you?"
"Shut up! Who's scared, you idiot? That couldn't be it! I'm an ace at everything!"
"Only you would fly all this way to avoid one measly shot, you idiot bastard!" Taiyou completely glossed over what Ace said.
"I have thin blood vessels, idiot! You remember the number of times I was jabbed before they switched to a smaller needle? I don't recall you being the symbol of bravery, shaking before it was your turn, you slob!"
"Or have you come to pick a fight with me? I have to warn you: I've gone up against an actual lion!" Taiyou continued talking over Ace.
Fight. Argue. Frisk. When you were as up in each other's faces as the two of them were, distinguishing between friendly rivalry, unfriendly antagonism, full-on war, or uncurbed tension was secondary if not tertiary to how competitive they got. What was urgent was you kept the contest going. Insults feeding into further insults.
"Taiyou!"
"Ace!"
"TAIYOU!"
"ACE!"
It was the opposite of their mission. They weren't putting out fires. They were starting and exacerbating them. The man whose name translated to "sun," and the man whose surname translated to "flame."
Their exchange raged out of control from words into fists, taking them onto the shaggy fur of Bone, Taiyou's freakishly huge dog with the ability of human speech. Bone's size and weight acted as a barrier, blocking Taiyou and Ace before either or both fell out of Taiyou's tree…um, not house. Not hut (there was no ceiling).
Bed?
Fists spread into tongues.
A wildfire under the African sun.