Chapter Twelve Part One
Magic Potion for a Fortnight
DivineAngel
He sighed lightly as he woke up. Blue eyes opening slowly, looking at the other side of the empty bed. "Gene?" He muttered, looking around the room for the unruly color that seemed to have disappeared. "Gene?" He shut his eyes, calling louder as he glanced at the clock. It was 10:13. Where would Gene be other than bed at this hour? -I have to go tomorrow- the outlaw's strong words ran through his head as he frowned hard. Feeling the slight sting run up the back of his throat asking him to cry. Gene had just left, with the ship, before ten o'clock, without one word. Without one -hey I am leaving now or keep an eye on Mel for me or don't let Mike raid the fridge if he stops by blast it.- Nothing, just an empty mourning because Gene had up and left in the middle of the night with no thought of him once so ever. "Guess..." He chocked lightly as he looked up at the ceiling. Guess four days was too long. Gene had learned to do things on his own.without him.
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"Gene I must express my dismay as to why the rest of the crew is not accompanying you. What in heaven's name is the matter?" His dark eyes frowned dully at the annoying monotone voice speaking at him from the ship. "How is it you are leaving Melfina behind Gene? Should Jim not accompany you?" He growled slightly. "This course of action, seems rather reckless Gene."
"Will you shut up Gilliam!" His dark eyes snapped up at the annoying blue bot hanging to the right as he piloted. Just hanging there for the last two hours watching him before starting it's long annoying chain or stupid questions and concerns. "Did we apply for docking clearance yet blast it?" He accelerate, Heigfong wasn't that far away but he didn't plan on just taking his time to get there either.
"Yes Gene. We applied an hour ago."
"Well?" He sighed annoyed. "Where are we doc-"
"-We are docking in space 8 at 250 wong per half hour." His face fell to a disgusted slump. "Are you sure we are prepared to spend so much Gene? I would have preferred it if Jim came along Gene. How is it you must fly alone? Are things alright with Melfina? I do hope she is well."
"Gilliam!" He snapped watching the bot silence. "Dock the ship and go work on the interior somewhere blast it! Your giving me a headache." He growled slouching into the controls bored as the autopilot switched on. Flying alone he could handle. Cooking for himself he could handle Leaving Melfina....he could handle. Talking to no one but Gilliam for three days straight. "This is suicide." He growled at the empty black sky in front of him. "You will be the death of me Gilliam." He grinned at his comment as the bot fell to a heavy concerned confused tone.
"If I am not mistaken Gene, your death has already been predicted as woman."
"Ahh" He growled slightly, dumb Gilliam, he was definitely taking after Jim now that those damn personality chips were in. "One more word Gilliam." Heighfong came into view. Dark features sinking to a disgusted expression as the small -I am needed to run the ship Gene, if I may state, you got nothing on me.- Came back at him.
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"Of course I have an appointment lady, you think I wouldn't have scheduled one?" He grinned slyly at the stunning black hair working behind the small reception desk. Her young face smiling at his comment before typing into the computer again.
"I am sorry Mr. Starwind. But-"
"-You don't have to be so formal sweetheart, call me Gene." He grinned leaning into the counter as she let out a small breath.
"Umm...Gene, but...Lou enterprises doesn't show you as.." She trailed lightly as he continued slowly leaning into her side of the desk, teasing her with the movement. "...doesn't show you as having an appointment." She glanced up at him, watching the strong scarred features just grin at her.
"Well maybe that's because my partner made the appointment." He chuckled at her large purple eyes as he slowly turned the computer monitor his way. "Yeah that's him." He pointed to the next appointment.
"Oh." She smiled sweetly, watching him stand up grinning..
"Well in that case, you can head down that hall and..." She trailed suddenly. How was she supposed to know that was really his partner?
"Can I have your phone number?" The dark eyes cocked at her. "It's a shame to see a stunning babe slaving away in such a boring place. How'd you like to see the low class action of the outlaws?" She stared as her mouth hung slightly open from the last syllable she had pronounced before making a small movement and pointing towards the hallways behind her.
"...down the hall and three doors to your left." She mumbled, bright purple eyes staring at his hard sexy features before blinking as he gave her a sly solute. Walking around her desk and down the hall. Chuckling lightly to himself before turning around with the yell. "Mr. Star!...Gene!" He watched her black hair run over her shoulders as she leaned over her desk to see him. "889-385-2746!"
He grinned hard, watching her bright smile appear after her phone number. "Don't let yourself rot in here cookie!" His smile left, turning around and heading three doors before glaring to his left. To the office he would go into. To the face he hadn't seen in so long. "I had a good reason." He growled as he gripped the door knob and opened the door.
"Welcome, and how may I help you tod-" Fred stopped dead, wide brown eyes staring at the strong outlaw in their doorway. "Gene Starwind?" It was shot as a question even though it was the known answer. The strong business coat of Fred Lou slowly standing up to look at the unruly color just staring at him. "It's been a long time." The purple hair composed themselves suddenly. "What brings you to Heighfong Gene?" The brown eyes traveled around searching for the blonde hair as he stared in. Jim wasn't there.
"I need your help Fred." He spit his demand firm, watching the brown eyes widen slightly. "I didn't come to fool around. I came to collect a favor." The brown eyes threw a squint at his hard demanding tone. Pale hand reaching up to it's earlobe and playing softly with it.
"Go on." Fred sighed sitting back down behind the desk. Motioning towards the chairs in front as he sank into one.
"I need a strong connection to get a drug." The brown eyes raised.
"Gene, don't tell me you finally decided to invest in narcotics?" Fred grinned suddenly, the outlaw had been waiting far too long to patch into the swarming multimillion dollar business.
"I need your help cause the dugs got to be clean and straight. This is important. You wouldn't see me in here on my knees if it wasn't." He frowned suddenly, disgusted he was back there begging Fred for help. And that's what he was doing. Begging. He didn't suggest or ask, he needed.
"Well what kind of drugs did you have in mind Gene? You don't have to be so formal with me, we can still be friends. What's past is past." Fred smiled but he just continued dully looking back, hiding the frown the last comment rose.
"Yeah right." His deep voice scowled. "It's for a close friend." He sighed. Who knew how Fred was going to take this. "I need something to take his mind off something." The brown eyes cocked lightly. "Off something that happened five days ago."
".What like permanently?" Fred frowned baffled as they leaned into the desk. Those types of drugs were hard to get. "Gene!? Are you even aware of how costly something like that is?' The brown frowned at his sly features. "That's something different entirely Gene. Your talking about mind altering substances that have a lasting effect."
"I need a four day lasting effect Fred, not counting my travel time and I need it pretty quickly." His sly grin continued watching Fred sink lower with a baffled confused face.
"And just how do you expect me to get this for you?" Fred frowned, scoffing. Watching him just cock an eye at the statement, just looking back at him. "If you want to talk about me owing you something Gene, what I owe you is next to nothing at the money spending your proposing. This is no investment on my part and I can't go through my legitimate routes Gene." The brown eyes frowned as they ran over the details out loud. "Are you even listening to me?"
He grinned at the annoyed baffled tone snapping it's question at him. "I am going to need it as soon as possible. I need to get back to Sentinel."
"Sentinel?!" The white coated leaned back suddenly as if that was the icing on the cake. "What could possibly be so important on Sentinel Gene? I am really beginning to have my doubts on you, you know."
He grinned. ".My crew is on Sentinel." The purple hair grunted at his comment, sighing heavily. Doing this expensive favor might win Gene back. After all, he did fly all the way out there to ask after being a complete stranger for some five years. A long five or so years the sexy unruly color could have brightened with frequent visits. Even if they were only for money.
"Your far to lucky to know me so well Gene." He grinned at Fred's bending tone. "I'll have it for you this afternoon." Fred frowned at him as it stated the time. "You can pick it up here, I suspect you won't be staying after?"
He grinned as he shook a slow no. "I have to get to Sentinel Fred, maybe some other time." He grinned to the -Very well- sighed back to him as he opened the office door. In three hours he would have what he came for, and no matter how unhealthy Mel or Danny or anyone else wanted to make this sound. How unhealthy they were going to say it was to just take harmful chemicals that were going to delete days of memories, it was the right thing to do. The most logical and helpful course of action his unruly mind could think of. The only way he could help, unhealthy or not, it was better.
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"Jim come on." She frowned slightly, looking irritated even though she was concerned. "There is no reason why I can't come with you. I want to come with you and I have nothing else to do." Her green eyes frowned at him, watching him glare ahead as he drove. Wind whipping through his blonde strains as he tried to ignore her. "Your going to make me bored."
He glanced at her frowning green eyes as she shoved at his shoulder irritably. "Your not coming and I don't want to talk about this." He growled at her, hearing her long exaggerated sigh of protest. Just because Judith was making him go to this damn...damn....class, group, thing. Just for today, her exact words were something like -Jim I am going to make you try it. Just get your feet wet, you might like it.- Then after his continuous glaring and silent fighting it became more like -If you really hate it you don't have to go, but you have to go to one.on Friday.- So he had to go. He was going. Because he would never hear the end of it if he didn't. Never hear the end of it from Danny who would silently tell him he should have gone when she'd give him *that* look. And Mel who might make small comments about how he might have liked it, or how it might have been nice to listen to other people who could understand. And lastly from Gene, who would do nothing more than look at him, or stand there glaring. Blast you Gene Starwind, his mind growled annoyed.
"Jim aren't you supposed to go left up.." She frowned as he continued driving straight, before the car jerked as she snapped him back to reality. The blinker snapping on cutting off her sentence as he realized that yes he was supposed to be going left.
"Get out." She frowned as he pulled over at the small mall she was going to anyway, only, hopefully after she went with him.
"Your being so dumb." She frowned at him watching him just continue to look at her before reaching over and shoving her door open. "Go. Your not coming. Sorry." He growled at her annoyed as he felt the car shift upward lightly to her thin weight disappearing. "Dan just listen to me for once alright?" He shot her a -don't be mad please- look as she frowned at him slamming the door shut from where she stood. He was just too tired for her to be mad at him. Her green eyes trying their best to look annoyed when really they were just concerned for him and hurt he didn't want her to go. But this was going to be hard, and she had been around him enough when he couldn't take it. From now on, no more people were going to be around, he had lived through enough of that.
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Melfina glanced upstairs from underneath her smooth raven hair as the bathroom door finally opened. Her thin figure now wearing a yellow dress and pink pot holders moving to the doorway of the kitchen slowly. Concerned to see what type of blonde hair was emerging from the small room. Her mind replaying the events of the day before her. How he left with Danny to go to his appointment, then Danny came back some hour later upset he wouldn't let her go. Then Jim, three hours after that hysterically upset and mad, ignoring both of them. Heading straight for the bathroom followed only by the sounds of the shower running. And running, and running for an hour and twenty minutes. Then stopping for two hours of nothing, until now. Her mocha eyes glanced at the stove quickly to the sound of the small pop noise the fish made from where it was frying. Looking flour-er-y and gross now, but soon to be warm and crispy later. "Good evening." She smiled warmly at Jim's loose green shirt and blue jeans that walked into the kitchen. Stopping dead as it caught sight of her, before ignoring her comment and moving around her quickly. "Are you hungry Jim?" She sighed watching the small amount of oil around the fish pop in the heat frying it to perfection.
Mocha eyes glancing up as no answer came, watching him just shake his head no before muttering a -you made it look to dead to eat.- She frowned at his insult. He had spit it bitterly on purpose. Slamming the fridge door before stomping out, her eyes watching him go. Frowning concerned as Daniella woke up, even to his small mumble of Jim's voice. Green eyes getting up fast and attaching to him, whispering something as he looked down at her not returning the hug. Listening absently as though she were talking to someone else, before running a hand over her butt. Daniella stepped back immediately, saying something else as she frowned in the kitchen doorway. Jim only grinned, bitterly, before muttering a small -I am going out- and heading for the door. Leaving Daniella upset behind him, jumping slightly at the loud slam.
She pressed her lips together, just watching Daniella stand staring at the door made her feel bad for the poor girl. ".Daniella?" She frowned sympathetically at the green eyes that looked towards the sound of their name before shaking no. Her raven hair leaning into the doorway, wishing Gene was there. Wishing he was not so far away, no so far as Heighfond as Daniella's upset jean shorts and t-shirt spit something into the phone about -coming home early- and -no mom she would just take a cab.- "Oh Gene." She whispered as she gently reached down and turned off the small pieces of fish. They cooked fast but she wasn't the least bit hungry. Now Danny was going home, Jim was out somewhere, and she would be alone because Gene was gone. She cringed sad, Gene needed to be here. He needed to hurry back. It was starting to hurt now, even though she knew Jim was just upset and didn't really mean the rude comments he spit at her. They were beginning to hurt, and she knew they had been hurting Danny since he started, two days ago. She sighed slowly sliding the warm frying pan to the near by burner. She wasn't very hungry to begin with.
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"Mel?" Gene grinned as he let the front door shut behind him. Dark eyes scanning around the familiar vacant contents of the warehouse before frowning. Every single time. Deserted. What kind of luck was this?
He sighed heavily, pulling the small -highly expensive, you owe me for this Gene- bottle out of the small bag it was in and jamming it into the pocket of his tight black get up. His scarred face yawning heavily as he trudged into the bedroom tossing the bag near the garbage and ignoring it as it fell short. Dark eyes smiling weakly as they started for the bed. However deserted it was, no talk was better than Gilliam's rambling.
He frowned, stopping a foot from the bed as he caught the blonde hair still sleeping in it. Dark eyes glancing at the clock, 2:40. "Hey Sleeping Beauty?" he grinned trudging over to the other side of the mattress of messed sheets and blankets. Looking down at the light back facing up at him with the back of the blonde hair. His scarred hand nudging it slightly, watching the strong arms move slowly as they woke up to the sound of a heavy. "You know what time it is?" He grinned as the light chest slowly sat up. "Where's Mel? I am dying for some fun." He grinned slyly as the light face looked up at him. Blue eyes watching the blurry, slurred unruly color look at him. Dark eyes frowning down at the light face that only groaned slightly, discolored and exhausted. "You party last night without me?" He shot a skeptical, but shaky grin as the Jim slowly stood up, a hand on its head. It wasn't like Jim to go out and party with him, never mind without him.
"Ahh what are you doing here?" Jim growled slightly leaning into the wall as it stopped walking. "I thought you went off into the sunset Gene" The blue eyes smiled bitterly, making contact and watching him just listen. Dark eyes cocking at the light hand that made a -off to the sunset- motion. "You know like, out to find all that good intuition and shit." Jim shrugged, looking around as though sedated. "Surprised you didn't take Mel though." The blonde hair nodded slowly. Yeah if he were Gene he would have included Mel in the perfect get away plan.
"Heighfong." The dark eyes were frowning at him as he looked up groggily. "And what the hell is that smell coming off you?" The scarred face frowned watching the crooked grin reappear.
"They call it." Jim stumbled slightly leaning off the wall. "Blue stream."
"What?" He shot a baffled frown. Jim didn't drink hard.
"Cause when your drinking it." The light face smiled cynically "Everything you see is in shades of blue." Jim chuckled, watching him frown harder. "but then again...You would know that...Wouldn't you? Gene?" Jim grinned a step forward watching him just continue to stand there. "You want to hear something really really *really* funny Gene?" The blue eyes grinned slurring their words at him unsteadily as they leaned into the hall before stumbling out into it. Groggily heading for the bathroom as he fallowed annoyed. "We would be making some 11, 000 Wong more *a year* if you didn't spend so much out."
His dark eyes frowned watching Jim shake a finger at him before spitting into the sink. "You got something to say to me?" He growled annoyed, dark eyes squinting furious at the smart assed blonde color that slowly looked up at him. Grinning blue eyes purposely mocking him.
"I think I just said it." He growled snapping forward at Jim and shoving him backward hard. Watching Jim just trip into the back wall before looking up at him grinning. His scarred hand slamming into the wall along side the blonde hair as he pushed into the hung over light face. "You better..." He stopped dead, as the thin hips in front of him pressed forward into his waist and crotch. He snapped back immediately, freaked for just a second as Jim grinned at him.
"You know I think, that's the fastest you've ever reacted, to anything I've ever...said or done." The blonde hair smiled sad, watching the dark eyes just glare at him, taken off and confused. "What's wrong Gene?" He sneered his chuckle bitterly. "Doesn't your good intuition have anything to say about that?" He grinned, feeling better as he continued to insult and confuse the unruly color glaring at him. He wanted to hurt Gene. For a reason he couldn't even understand, didn't even realize. He wanted Gene to hurt like he hurt. Wanted Gene to know how it felt, so he.so he wouldn't be all alone in pain. So Gene could understand him for once. All through his life he always had to be the one hurt, and Gene always got to be the one that looked cool. He wanted to switch it. Drunk, he wanted to make it happen. He was standing still but scowling as he walked forward. "How bout this?" He grinned running his hand onto the scarred chest before laughing as Gene's hand snapped at his wrist yanking him off and squeezing his hand mad.
"I spent a lot of my time going to Heighfong Jim." He scowled at the blonde hair lazily grinning at him, ignoring the pain from the outlaw's tight grip. "And spent a lot of money on something for you." He sneered out his sentence mad. "Don't make me cram it down your throat before-"
"Why don't you shove it up my ass." Jim grinned as he stopped talking. "Ha." Blue eyes choking a short laugh at how hard and mad his face became with the statement meant entirely to make him feel uncomfortable. To hurt him. To embarrass him. To make him crazy. Meant entirely to give him some sort of pain. Why should he have to feel so much and everyone else just got to walk around happy? That wasn't fair, his blue eyes grinned hard at how mad Gene looked. In two seconds he would probably be storming out of the room because he didn't know what to say or do. If he pissed Gene off more and he planned to, Gene probably wouldn't say anything to him for the next day. Or maybe even the next two, storming out calling his words a bluff. Because they were. "Huh Gene?" He grinned sourly, bitterly. "What do you say?" He chuckled upset. Hurt. Lost. Scared. Mad. Bluffing.
"Yeah." The scarred face growled a hard wicked look at him. "I got something to say to that alright." He blinked slightly as Gene stepped back. Yanking him along fast as Gene started storming into the hall while dragging his lazily stumbled steps by the wrist.
Well what a surprise. Gene was storming out with company this time. He was grinning hard at how upset Gene looked as the outlaw slammed in the bedroom door, dragging him back towards the bed. "I got a better idea." The scarred face grinned furious as it whirled around glaring at him. "Why don't I shove something else up your ass instead?"
"Wha?" He choked a small question before tripping to the hard shove slamming him stomach down onto the bed. His blue eyes widened immediately. His body freezing with the sudden mind blowing panic of lying vulnerable like this again. "Gene!" He screamed as Gene grabbed his wrists and held them to his sides while restraining his legs. "AHSTOP GENE!" He screamed upset.
"What!?" The scarred face growled, its deep sneering voice strained lightly as it fought to hold him down. "You got a problem?" The deep whispered, knowing how scared and panicked he was. Feeling his body start shaking as he was continually held to the bed. "You got a problem Jim? Cause I was pretty sure you just invited me here." He growled his anger out, furious with the blonde hair he was pinning down for show. She he could scare it and wake it up. Snap it out of its games and self pity and all that other crap.
"GENE!" Jim thrashed terrified as it couldn't move. "NO! oh no, oh no, oh nooo, NOOOO!" Screaming at him widely, light voice cracking from the stress and panic. Breathing hard as he moved over the thin shoulder whispering into its ear.
"Next time you got something to say, think about what it means." He shoved the thin wrists into the bed one hard last time before getting up. Standing up along side the bed as Jim scrambled up and whirled around to him while backing away. "Makes me sick." He spit his words with disgust watching the strong light arms just hug themselves quickly as Jim looked at him alarmed and upset. "That's some welcome home Jim. How long were you planning this?" He growled annoyed. Jim wasn't turning on him, he was just pissed. "Or did you just make it up as you went?" The upset light face that was shaking terrified at being reintroduced to being pinned on its stomach spread eagle in almost the same fashion. Arms unable to move, knees and lower legs pressed down hard spread slightly. "Now look. I am going to make a deal with you." He growled taking a step towards the wide blue eyes before growling as they immediately backed up a few. "Pull yourself together blast it and-" He stopped as the doorbell rang. Dark eyes sighing dully to the loud echoing ding traveling around the room. He sighed at the wide blue eyes staring at him, waiting for what came next. With Gene, something always came next. The fun always went on and on. "Get the door." He growled, scarred hand sending the small white t-shirt over towards the blue eyes that caught it and remained locked on him. Just glaring at him as he started rubbing his face irritated. "What are you waiting for?" his eyes flicked up "A grand introduction?" Jim snapped away, ripping the shirt on and shoving him hard as it walked out. His scarred face sighing heavily at the pissed stomping down the stairs before slowly turning around and following. Glancing down at the small dark bottle he pulled from his pocket, all it said was
Drink. Hazardess when encountering products containing and or using zinc.
He cocked an eyebrow. What the hell was zinc? Glancing up at Jim who was opening the door as he started down the stairs.
Jim squint as the door opened letting the sun into his eyes. "Hello?" He frowned slightly, letting out a small sniffle as the short pudgy woman turned around. Light aged green eyes frowning up at him from under the faded red hair and button up sweater.
Her eyes looked him up and down before frowning. ".I am looking for a young man who lives here." She looked more disgusted when all he did was blink. "James Hawking."
He visibly flinched at the use of his full name before making an unsteady nod. "Speaking." He slurred his words out squinting at the woman who's eyes tightened taking an immediate step forward.
Gene was cocking an eyebrow at the short, old, fat chick Jim was letting it. White t-shirt and jeans taking a quick confused step back as she shoved in glaring.
"How *dare you*." She sneered at him with disgust, and his features tightened up confused and upset as his eyes did a small dart. As though not sure what to think, and not sure what to do with her. Who was she!? "Pull my daughter all around town in this filth hole." The green squinted at him furious, watching him just swallow. -SLAP- His face whirled to the side with her blow. Blonde hair letting go of the door and stepping back with the impact. She had tried hard to put all her disgust and hatred into her hand as she let it snap against his face. Blue eyes flicking up defensive as she stood there, watching the red color grow around the light cheek. "You disgust me." She sneered mad. "Lying to my poor daughter while your off carrying out your perverse male fantasies!" She stepped forward watching him shake no stepping back fast. Blue eyes upset, gapping lightly as though they would say something in defense. "Save it! I don't want to hear one lying word from your mouth." She growled "Your no better than the trash that lives on the streets around you."
"Well you have to be the loveliest customers we've seen all day." Her scowling green eyes switched to the outlaw walking up to the silently hysterical blonde hair, wide eyed and red where she had slapped him "It was nice of you to stop by but we're booked." His sly grin shoved her at the door fast. She only looked more outraged them, her mouth flying open to protest as he quickly shoved again. Pushing in front of Jim who was still just standing there and blocking the doorway with his body as he shoved her out. "Thanks for dropping by, try next week when we're not so full." He growled hard at the furious face sneering at him as before slamming the door in her face and locking it. Glaring hard at the strong metal once inch from his eyes as he paused before slowly turning around. Remaining silent as he looked at the slumped over white t-shirt that was choking silently, sobbing without any noise. "You invite customers like that in Jim?" He took a step towards the top of the blonde hair facing him. "No wonder we're in the red when you handle everything." His soft chuckle trying to soften the hard words Daniella's mother had spit, but Jim just ran a hand up underneath the blonde hair. "Don't you listen to her." he grinned, running his hand onto the sobbing shoulder that still smelled like an intense mix of alcoholic drinks.
"Ahhaha." The blonde hair choked a sob as it shoved him off. "Don't." The blue eyes choked at him lightly, taking a small step back and just standing there. Wild blue eyes streaming with tears, breathing hard as they shot around. There was no where to go. No way to get away, everything was the same. Everywhere was the same because he was the same. How could he out run what was on his body? What was in him? "Ahhaa.aa"
His dark eyes fell to a solid expressionless glare as he watched his younger partner sob hysterical were it stood. All sounds he recognized, just hadn't heard in a long time. Since he had known Jim, the blue eyes had been sobbing like that.. Strong light fists balled on either side of the impressively built slightly-shorter-then-him body. White t-shirt choking hard on the snivels, and tears, and the pains. He reached out to rough Jim's shoulder. "DON'T!" The blue eyes shot up furious. "I SAID *NO* DAMNT!" Screaming at him, tasting the warm salt water that ran into its open mouth as it screamed. "You know SHE'S RigHT BLAST IT!" Jim started shaking his head at him with a look. "I've been THIS WAY FROM THE BEGINNING! *BEGINNING!*" Blue eyes sneering out their words as they screamed. Something about him must have made the greenish black hair happy. It would have taken a lot of time, effort and money to come and get him, and it wasn't like he was the first. There had been other weird guys in bars, and that one in the alley that had tried to make a move on him, and Fred had always liked him. There must have been something about how he, was, err, moved or something! That was swaying their way. "Ahh! I AM SO WEEERID! SOMETHING, SOMETHING, something, something...Ahhaa." His dark eyes frowned dully Jim's sobbed words. The light hand pressing at him in the air as if to ward him off with each -something- Blonde hair trying to tell him that it was weird somehow. That it was different, and that something about it was attracting guys. "AaMaybe I am, maybe something I, something I do, or, something Iahha." The blonde hair sniffled hard as it stopped it's slurred sniveling.
"Will you spit it out already blast it!" He snapped at Jim and shook him. Blue eyes snapping wider with a hiccup alarmed by the sudden contact before gently. "Just what the hell is your problem Jim?" His deep voice dropped lightly, speaking hard and baffled at the blonde hair. Soon he was just going to pour the shit down Jim's nose, then there would be no more problem. All this pain would just disappear.
"Do you think...Do you." The blue eyes cringed as they braced for their question. "What is, why do, for some reason Gene." The blonde hair breathed hard, standing still in-between the his hands. "Think that I am, in any way do you think I am attractive?" Jim cringed with the finally choked question as his face fell to a mad slump.
So Jim was still at this huh? Still trying to screw his head with these god damn games. "Think your attractive?" He scowled the repeated question, watching Jim nod unsteadily. "Yeah." He was getting more annoyed, shaking the blue eyes lightly. Watching them frown as he shoved them, just hard enough to cause a single step back. Quickly grabbing Jim's shirt, pulling him forward and punching directly into the confused blue eyes begging him for an answer.
"Ah." Jim choked at his punch, blue eyes looking down fast as the light hands ran up to their pained face. First slapped now punched.
"Yeah." He growled hard yanking Jim back up. Blue eyes just making it to his face before doubling back into the wall with his second punch. "You feel that don't you?" He growled at the Jim's silent crumpled form from where he had just slammed it in the stomach. "You don't see Danny or Mel feeling *anything* like that do you." He growled his lecture, or, as close as there would ever be to one anyway. "*We* feel this." He frowned at the pained blue eyes looking up at him. "So you think about that hard gut feeling next time you want to know how pretty I think you are." He growled annoyed, watching the light face painfully smile at him. Happy. That was a definite no to its question. A definite no Gene was giving while answering for every other guy they knew at the same time. "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." He felt a soft smile creep onto his face. As if the entire thing was a joke, stepping forward casually as Jim stood back up. Light face smiling happy at him. Laying a hand on his wrist as he started roughing the light shoulder. "Now you *have* to see what I got for you." He grinned at the nod looking down at the bottle he offered. Frowning slightly with the lack of label and -drink- instructions.
"What's it." He cleared his throat "What's it for Gene?" The dark eyes grinned slyly as he looked up.
"Magic potion." He chuckled at Gene's expression. Opening the tightly sealed container before taking a second glance at the sly smile. Gene wouldn't feed him poison. "It's going to make you drowsy." He studied the small bottle as Gene shrugged. "But you'll love it." Steady nodding muttering a -drink it- at his skeptical expression but, what was the worse it could do?
Dark eyes grinning warmly with relief as the bottled tipped up. Running the warm green liquid into the blonde hair that drank it with trust it was something good. Drank it without explanation of what it was letting into its body. Drank it without question of how drowsy it would make him or how long it would keep him that way. Drank it with nothing more than a small approving nod from the trusted outlaw that assured him he could.
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His squeezed his eyes tighter, blackness still all around him. Sleep still all around him. What the hell time was it? Where was he? He cracked an eye, blue color peering out and running over his bedroom. Blonde hair brushing against his forehead as he turned towards the clock, it was 4:00 pm....PM? He frowned, smooth crisp sheets moving around his chest as he pushed and sat up. Sleep still clutching him, trying to pull him back into the bed as he opened both eyes. Why in the world was he sleeping now? "Hey Ge-." He stopped dead. First calling out for anexplanation or report on what else had happened all day before stopping on Daniella. Smiling down at her sleeping figure. She was gently curled next to him, thin tank top and red skirt frowning at his movement. He ran a hand onto her face, smiling brighter as she frowned more. How lucky he was to wake up to this. He bit his bottom lip to contain the urge to just shake her a wake and play before her face smiled. Wait. Why was she up here too? What the hell had been going on? I can't remember a thing, his mind trailed. Maybe Gene had finally talked him into one of those parties and he had gotten...so smashed that he couldn't...but I would remember doing something like that, he though as he laid back down next to Danny. If it really was four pm getting up was pretty pointless There probably wasn't much work, dinner would be soon, and mm thank god, I am starving. H slowly shut his eyes with a smooth exhale and smile.
Daniella watching awake from next to him. Still just staring at him, he was awake. Just like Gene had said. No matter how upset she had been when he dropped into a light coma and became non responsive to everything for an entire day. Then came back but was so dead asleep he wouldn't wake up for the last three days of her worrying. The last three days of the outlaw dishing her humorous comments and reassurances this would work because it was hard to get. Because it had cost so much. Because he had put so much trust into it. Because it had to work or else Jim would wake up the way he was, still hurt and traumatized from being restrained and vandalized in everyway. Still complete with all the horrible things people had said to him. Reports on what had happened to the inside of his body. Reports of what had happened to his clothes. Reports of how worried he or she was while he was gone. The memories of their faces all looking down at him as they tried to figure out what they should do. Memories of Iris streaming tears, of Mike hanging onto him because all his body could do was throw up seamen. Memories of Darleen making a move on him when he couldn't move and her touch stung. Memories of being in the white room with strangers who did nothing more but examine and report until leaving him with cops who thought he had been investing in his own fun and was just too much of a pussy to take it. These were all the things Gene had said he would forget, and...and it was wonderful. For her love she wanted him to forget because she knew he couldn't move on with it there. That it would take so long and so much for him to try and regain what he had lost in four days. After it took him seven years the first time...if they just had this drug at their fingers tips, should they sit back and wait until he was twenty three to be like he was again? "Jim?" She whispered his name to soft, she meant for it to be louder. She wanted him to hear her, but it ran out of her mouth like the wish of a dream. As much substance as it had no sound. Because her only regret, her only sorrow that these memories were being released was that...he didn't know that she had said she loved him. That she had confessed she had secretly devoted her heart to him while he was playing inside water tanks and engines. Emerging with the look of a chimney sweep with tools and gears in hand and pocket. Because she had grown to love the annoying stubborn boy she remembered. Who was now nothing less then sweet candy, strong and hard, and soft and warm for her. "Jim." She smiled hard as she spoke his name, watching his face turn to look at her. He already knew she was there. Blue eyes grinning immediately as he reached for her.
"Why are we up here at four?" He chuckled his words, as if this was some joke and maybe they had the best party of their lives and somehow he was the one that got hit in the head and couldn't remember it.
"I can't remember." She shook her head as she smiled her answer. Gene could be the one to deal with the long story he concocted, and he could be the one to explain to Jim where two weeks of his life had gone missing to. After the four in the van that were erased and the four from the drug, and all that travel time. "Are you hungry?" She smiled at him from where he was silently laughing at her answer. Nodding slowly as he gave her a -but not hungry enough to get up and do anything about it- smile as he looked back up at the ceiling. She smiled moving over the soft four inches of pillow between them until she was against his face. Gently pressing her lips into his ear and cheek, feeling him turn to look at her. His mouth running onto hers but remaining relaxed and open. "Jim I love you." She smiled whispering the small phrase to him for the second time. Feeling his mouth grin as a small amount of air blew at her mouth with his small choke of a laugh. Strong hands running up the side of her face, holding her head still as his tongue ran into her mouth. Loving all the soft wet skin he could find. Blue eyes opening slightly as he felt her moving towards him. Her thin legs running over his slowly as she pulled herself onto him. Thin weight on top moving her head to the slow sweet motions of his tongue as her thin hands started cupping into the blankets that had pulled in- between.
Her face grinning warmly as she felt his hands drop her face and run onto the back of her thigh, sliding under her skirt softly and puling gently at the small rim of underwear running between her legs. His chest doing a fast down motion as he made a silently laugh to the small playful pinch she sent him. Her mind swarming with possibilities of what else that drug had done to him. What Gene might have been evil enough to mix into it, or what he might have edited from the label so Jim would have drank it. She hadn't seen the bottle yet, so by the way he was acting. All this excitement could have been the drug.
She stopped kissing looked down at him as he pulled his mouth back. Blue eyes looking up at her warmly as they thought. Watching her smile down at him. Waiting to hear what he would have to say as his eyes became more serious and she bit her bottom lip. He was thinking about what she would see if he took everything off. Arguing in his head if he should while at the same time not carrying as he felt her shift slightly. Thin feminine figure touching all of him as she moved, waiting for his statement or something. "Who is home?" He grinned slyly watching her fast giggled -just Gene and Mel downstairs in the kitchen last time I saw, or maybe in Mel's room now since Gene was getting nuts.- She watched him grin hard, what a moron Gene was. His blue eyes studying her face and smile as he let his hand slip into her pants. Her soft nose scrunching slightly before jumping slightly as she made a move towards his pants. "When I was younger.." She stopped at the sound of his voice. Her fingers dropping the zipper to his fly now that she had unbuttoned the top to his jeans. Blue eyes watching her look up at him, as he tried to think about the easiest way to put this. "I was scarred." He stopped, stating the fact hard and to the point. Watching her just continue to smile warmly for an additional eight seconds before looking back down and pulling down his fly. "Danny." He frowned, grabbing her shoulders and arms fast making her eyes snap up. Giving a fast alarmed squeak as he shoved quick and strong, moving her off and over before rolling on top. Watching her eyes spark with excitement he was being so rough while he tried to talk. "I want you to listen to me." She nodded, slowly moving her hands up to either side of her face as if he had a gun and flashing him a grin. "Ha" He choked a fast laugh at her teasing, before slipping to a more serious expression as her legs slowly spread underneath him. Rapping onto each of his as she continued giggling up, waiting for him to finish. "Gene found me when I was four and kept me for some loser reason." He shook his head absently as he started to explain. "I don't know where my parents are, or who they are...I never met them or heard anything about them...other than...small rumors about my dad." He frowned as he made eye contact from where he had been looking into the pillow thinking. Calm green eyes listening to him. "I had been sold to some guy when I was...younger...but I *still remember it*." He suddenly frowned hard, as if she might argue he could have imagined it being to young at the time to remember such things. "I never knew the guys name, but he used me and, I have scars from it." He watched her soft green color start to sink as she listened to his sad tale. His sad secret.
"Is this your secret Jim?" She watched his mouth shut from where he was going to say something. "I always knew you had one. Your such a bad liar." She gently smiled, watching him relax with her easy tone. "If you have scars you don't want me to see, I won't look at them." She gave him a sly look, he could easily just push his pants down and do her now and she'd never see a thing. He shook his head with a frown.
"No. I know it's me who makes it hard for you." Her expression fell. "I am, I am..." He grinned suddenly. "I am trying not to be a prick here." Watching her eyebrows raise as she giggled softly. "I just wanted to tell you so you wouldn't be...surprised." He shrugged watching her smile. He was ready now.
"I don't care." She shook her head watching him think about her comment.
"Yeah but, I just wanted to-"
"-No Jim." She interrupted him fast, watching him frown. "I mean I don't care...at all." She smiled warmly, watching a small lop sided grin start to grow over his face. "If you think it's so important that you have some scars on you..." She shrugged lightly "Maybe I should tell you, you don't have to be so easy on me because I am broken in." She smiled lightly watching his face swamp over with a baffled frown. She wasn't a virgin? "But I am *not* easy."
"Haha" He chocked a fast laugh as she growled at him. Her face becoming strong suddenly, even from where she was under him, spread and pinned, but relaxed. Her green eyes watching him nod as he looked down at her. Feeling his excitement grow as he looked at the way she was attached to him. Her green eyes giggling at how fast he moved his hands under her shirt. Snapping at her sides before running underneath her to her back. A sly excited expression sweeping over him as she felt him un-strapping her bra. Blue eyes watching the front of her shirt loosen slightly as the pinkish soft silk unattacheded from her, leaving nothing but soft handfuls of skin she was giving to him. Her green eyes giggling as she watching him ease off her slightly to get his pants fully undone and off as she discretely ran her hands under her skirt and into part of her underwear so she could slide them off. Watching him stop moving as he pulled his hand out of his pocket. Blue eyes frowning at the condom he pulled out before looking up at her. Her green eyes closing in a fast smile. Gene was such a dog! She was going to have to kick him later for second guessing them like this. "Did we..." He was frowning baffled when she opened her eyes and looked at his face. "Go to a...party? Or..." She shrugged watching his baffled expression just look at the small square package before letting out a shrugged grin and ripping it open fast to her giggling. Blue eyes ripping out the contents before catching her discrete slow movements and snapping his hand under her skirt. Watching her thin legs jump as his hand pulled her underwaer down her legs much faster then she was. Absolutly fasinated with the soft pink silk against her creamy skin. Grinning down at her loose tank top and red skirt as he stood up. Hopping lightly to get his pants off as she kicked her legs, ridding her self of the pink color. Giggling at his fast hop and quick snap back under the sheets just blonde hair, bare skin and gray boxers. Blue eyes positioning themselves directly above her green pair as she felt his hands moving slightly between her lower legs as he slide the condom on. Light face giving her a small lop sided grin before becoming serious, this was going to be it.
"Your such a butthead Jim." She smiled warmly, watching him grin as she pulled more of the sheets up to them. His body shifting around slightly, getting ready as he watched her face intently. Green eyes looking down at what she could see of him under the sheets before smiling at him. Running her hands into his hair as he smiled. The fingers in his blonde strands tickling him as he moved up so he was looking straight down at her. Leaning closer to her so their cheeks were touching and she could feel his heavy breathing and musty-spice smell running onto her face as she pushed his boxers off under the blankets. His mouth suddenly coming down on hers and loving into her mouth as he moved closer.
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"Are...you...ok?" His chest was still panting as she opened an eye and looked at him with a not. Her face blushed from cheek to cheek and damped with sweat. Smiling at him as he ran a hand onto her forehead and back into her hair. Her fingers under his chin, keeping his face above hers as he continued sucking in air. He had stopped all breathing during his climax and he laughed as she gently flicked his nose with her tongue. He tasted salty and sweet, grinning as he rolled to the side and started relaxing. Her arms sliding across his chest and nuzzling into him satisfied and happy. Slowly wiggling to his neck and tickling him before sitting up slightly kissing his chest. Blue eyes looking down at her, still breathing pretty heavily as she started moving lower. His face scrunching to a soft grunt as she stopped over his lower abs. Watching his hand raise as if to grab her before hesitating. Watching her unsteadily as she started traving down pulling the blankets with her until the cooler air of the bedroom ran over his warm, moist private skin.
Gene found me when I was four...sold to...have scars...used me. She drew in a quick silently breath as she looked down at him. He wasn't joking when he said he had scars. Small welts of skin were randomly placed on the tops of his thighs and around his lower sensitive skin from the cigarettes that hand burnt him. Thin welted lines ran around him as if someone had taken a knife and slashed at him repeatedly.
He flinched as the top of her head continued looking up at her, her eyes looking down. Slowly running a finger over a long thin scar. Her mind frowning, it looked like Gene's hard skin. When he worked she had seen the outlaw's lower back scarred up like the rest of him, only Jim's was compacted to one area. Her thin fingers running along the side of his hips and down his legs slightly before moving towards his butt and feeling gently. Like a mother checking over her child, she sent her fingers feeling for more. Concerned as she felt around his skin to his frowning. His eyes just making out the puckered brow and saddened look on her face before she lowered still, kissing him gently. Her lips gently pressing against his skin. Kissing softly as she moved around before slowly tracing down the light skin that was becoming hard with her stimulation. Her green eyes flicking up, watching his concerned frowning blue eyes look down at her from over the strong abs that were breathing up and down fast. Both stimulated and hard, while worried about what she was thinking after watching her first reaction. Blue eyes scrunching as he laid his head back onto the pillow, looking up at the ceiling as she moved down a little lower.
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"Yeah Cid." He sighed heavily running over the story for the millionth time. First eight or nine times with Iris, countless times with Darleen who could have cared less and now with Cid. His dark eyes frowning dull and bored as he listened to her slowly repeating his story back at him. They went to a party, got drunk, had some fun, and he passed out cause he drank some illegal stuff. His reckless brain had tried hard to come up with some type of story for how any other injuries could have come about. Leaving that part up to an -I'll let you know later- to everyone he talked to. Everyone just had to know, this never happened and they were to never say anything about it unless they wanted to deal with him.
But things had worked out in his favor and now he really didn't need another story. His dark eyes trying not to grin as he watched Mel turn on the empty washing machine to try and block out Daniella's moaning from upstairs. If Jim had any other injuries he could just blame it on Jim himself. Who knew what he was doing to Daniella to make her scream like that. "Yeah." He chuckled his confirmation to Cid's story as she finished. His face grinning hard as he tried to block out the noise from upstairs and focus on Cid before frowning. That was his bed too. Where was he supposed to sleep? "Yeah, so just make sure you tell Mike if you see him before me." He grinned widely at nothing. Watching Mel continue to cook before stopping to stare at his face for a second and shake her head humored. Thin sky blue dress opening the oven and taking out the hot chocolate cake before checking on the chicken cooking on the stove.
Mocha eyes glancing back at his mumbled -Yeah talk to you soon- to the sounds of the phone hanging up. Dark eyes grinning slyly as he just sat there, chuckling lightly at the rough sounds coming from upstairs. "Not a word Gene." She shook her head, repressing her own smile. She knew he was just glaring at her, grinning widely like that. Dark eyes watching her soft shoulders move slightly as she laughed silently.
"Hahaha." He started laughing as he stood up. Grinning into the fridge and grabbing the Parmesan cheese for her. Those noises couldn't be more proof that the drugged worked. Jim would be fine now, he wouldn't know or remember anything. It would be just like before because no one was going to say anything about it, and Jim wasn't going to have to live with it.
"Gene shh." She sent him a scolding giggle as he grinned at her, brushing into her butt as he handed her the cheese. "Please." She smiled warmly moving, the chicken around with a wooden spoon. Gene's hand gripping hers and yanking her around as she tried to move the chicken. "Gene!" She shot him a giggle. "You don't want to eat them when their burnt." His hand dropped immediately, no that wasn't good. Dark eyes watching her quickly flip all the chicken before sighing and adding some salt to the whole mix. "Gene this..." She trailed as he leaned into the cabinet next to her. "This...really worked...right?" The smile she offered him was unsure and hoping it would be a yes. Mocha eyes smiling brightly as he grinned, nodding.
"Don't pretend like you can't hear this Mel." He motioned towards the hall with another loud feminine scream. His scarred face grinning as he was able to decipher Jim making noise right along with her. Familiar with the tones of the blue eyes after twelve years of experience.
"Gene." She shot him a small frown. "Don't be rude." She smiled down at the chicken before sighing lightly "Maybe I should go turn on the washing machine too." She frowned as he just laughed at her sincere statement. "Gene don't be so..." she trailed, not sure what he shouldn't be as he just slouching back into the kitchen chair laughing hard. Dark eyes grinning as she glanced at him. Scarred face slowly dropping to a more serious air as she just continued looking at him, as if waiting. "The clinic called today." Her eyes fell back to the chicken immediately, no response come back. "They said they want you to come back down and..." She shrugged. He knew what they would want from him. Dark eyes frowning as she looked back up.
"Doesn't matter how much I give them." He shook his head irritated. "Blasted doctors, what do they know anyway." His irritated growl silenced to a frown with the small -more then us- she whispered to him. Raven hair standing still looking at the chicken as he got up. "Don't you worry about it Melfina." He grinned warmly, feeling her nod as he gently took her shoulders. "It will all work out." He grinned slyly as she glanced up. His dark eyes smiling warmly as her soft hand just ran onto his face lovingly. He was right, it would work.
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She moved opening her eyes as she woke up and glanced at the clock 7:00. "Jim." She nudged the light shoulder she was sleeping on. Watching him just frown slightly asleep. Green eyes smiling as she reached up to his face and plugged his nose. Bit\ing her bottom lip as she fought to hold down her giggles. He would have to breath sometime. Blue eyes frowning for several seconds before pushing her hand off to a -go to hell Gene-. "Jim!" She giggled rolling onto her stomach and hugging his chest from where she had been sleeping loved up to his side. Strong light arm around her, holding her to him. Blue eyes opening at her excessive giggling and looking at her half asleep. "I am so so hungry." See smiled at him watching him just shut his eyes to a sleepy smile. To half asleep to register that was an indirect -go get food.-
"Ah!" He jumped lightly as she leaned onto his chest and let her teeth gently bite him. Blue eyes sitting up fast and yawning as she leaned off him smiling. Pulling the sheets back onto her exposed chest as they pulled forward with his body. Blonde hair looking around the room before at the clock and then back to her.
"Jim I am hungry." She smiled at him watching him nod before his fast chuckle. Blue eyes searching for his pants on the floor before pulling the sheets up and looking underneath for them.
"Hey." she shot him a frown as the cool air ran over her thin naked body. Green eyes just listening to his hard laugh as he disappeared under the white cotton. Her face grinning to his muffled -ow- as she felt him teasingly grab her ankle before running a hand up the inside of her leg slightly. Her face biting her bottom lip fast as she kicked playfully, but she hadn't meant for it to be part of his face. Blonde hair immerging back up with her suddenly handing her the thin pair of pink underwear as he laid back down. Arching his back lightly as he slide his boxers back on under the covers before getting up and looking for his pants. "Go get fooood." She whined at him, watching him cock an eyebrow at her as she kicked her feet. Blue eyes just smiling warmly at her, watching her green eyes giggle at him. It was the best sex she had ever had in her entire life, better then most things she had seen in the movies, and he had done it all. His first time, made her forget where she was and who else could hear her when she planned on keeping it low. His body making her only aware of his smooth tickling thrusts. "Jim where did you learn all that?" She smiled at him as she watched him pull up his pants. Blue eyes glancing at her lightly before back down at the button he was doing up. Light shoulder shrugging before his strong grin as he listened to her mumbled -Amazing- sinking back into the bed as he opened the door and walked into the hall. Blue eyes glancing at the kitchen to the sound of the outlaw's voice before Mel answered something back. His mind smiling hard as he smelled the cake and started for the stairs fast.
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"What about a boy?" He grinned hard cocking an eyebrow at her raven hair
"What about a little girl." She smiled warmly watching him grin. That was good to. "How about...ummm...Madison." She smiled warmly.
"Sounds nice." He grinned watching her look back down at her tea cup from where she sat across the kitchen table. "What about a boy?" He chuckled lightly, teasing her.
"Gene stop." She giggled softly. "That's what you say to everything." her eyes fell to the table with her soft sigh. "I guess we'll just get, what...." She shrugged. "We get." She smiled warmly watching his dark eyes just send her a humored grunt before switching up as Jim trudged into the room. Half open blue eyes and disastrous blonde hair trudging to the fridge in gray boxers and blue jeans threatening to fall off with the next step. Mocha eyes glanced down, hiding her small smile and blush. -She hadn't heard a thing.-
"Mourning." The blue eyes mumbled pulling open the fridge while looking at the cooking oven.
"Evening." His dark eyes grinned watching Jim glance at him like -no, mourning- before back at the clock. Oh yeah that's right it was 7 pm.
"Yeah." The blue eyes grinned eyeing the cake on the counter. "Can I.." He trailed glancing at Mel who nodded at him.
"I made it for you." She smiled warmly watching Geneg give her a frown. It wasn't like he didn't want cake too, and here she was just *giving* it all to Jim.
"Oh yes." The grinning blue eyes shot back at the cake. All his. "This is good. I love you Mel." yanking two forks out of the draw and stabbing them into the rich chocolate before pulling the fridge back open. "Gene ahhh..." He trailed glancing at the unusually happy outlaw watching him. "Can you...with..." The blue eyes made a fast side dart towards Mel when she wasn't looking. Gene slumped to an understanding, yet irritated look. It was being kicked out of its own room. One eyebrow cocking back to him and nodding at his pocket as he bumped the fridge door further open with his hip. "What?" He frowned looking down at his pants. They were there, his fly was zipped, what?
"You got something in your pocket?" Gene watched his drop the fridge and dig around in his pockets before shaking no.
"No. Why?" The blue eyes frowned slightly confused as they looked up. Watching him grin happy, he had found the condom alright. Blue eyes making a face as her just leaned back in his chair slightly. "Mel can I have this?" Jim grinned sweetly at the mocha eyes watching him take the entire bottle of Sprite from the fridge to her long sigh.
"Go ahead Jim." She waved an exhausted ok. They didn't really have the money for this, but at least he wasn't tracking dirt all over the kitchen. "Do you feel Alright?" She smiled warmly at the back of the blonde hair. Suppressing her smile as her eyes ran over the red finger nail scratches on the back of either his shoulders.
He nodded. "Feel great." Cutting a piece of cake and letting it fall to a dish before taking a step towards the table and sitting it in front of the outlaw. Dark eyes glancing at it with a humored grunt, stupid Jim knew he wanted some of the cake. "Why?" The blue eyes smiled warmly at her as she stood up and moved in front of him. Mocha eyes studying the blue color looking back at her, nothing but happy. No idea of what had happened to him or how upset he had been a few days ago.
"I am so happy your here Jim." She watched him frown confused as she gently ran her hand onto his arm before suddenly attaching to him.
"Mel?" His eyes snapped at Gene who looked slightly shocked, but they both had seemed fine when he came in there. "What' the matter with you?" He grinned happy as hell. "Where else would I be? Course I am fine." She gave him a weak smile as she looked up trying to relax. Letting her hands trail down his arms softly as he stood there. Hard and firm, just as he did before everything happened.
"Sorry I..." He smiled softly at she simply stopped talking before offering an -it-s fine- shrug. Gently squeezing the portion of her hands still clinging to him.
"Sure I can have the cake?" He flashed her a lop sided grin as she nodded, Gene just grinning happily as he looked over. Yeah, he didn't want to know what they were doing down here to act so wacked and happy to see *him* of all people. "K." He grabbed the cake, sprite, and forks starting for the stairs.
"Jim I put your laundry on the dryer!" He grinned at Mel as she sat down calmly before turning around to yell back at Jim. Smiling at the -Okaay!- that called back with footsteps heading up the stairs.
"He's fine." She glanced up at Gene smile. "Don't confuse him." He flashed her a small look, Jim was smart and she nodded immediately.
"Sorry I...but you didn't see him when....you were at Heighfong." He watched her face call upset. No, that's right, he hadn't seen Jim then. He had left him with two girls, only to come back and have him play that mind game.
"I know." He frowned, he could only imagine the stuff Jim probably said or did. Because he was smart, and bitter. "He didn't mean it Mel." He flashed her a lop side grin as he grabbed some of the chocolate cake and started chewing. Mocha eyes smiling at him, and Jim. Both of them happy as hell with the chocolate pastry. If they only knew it was a box cake.
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He frowned as he walked back in to the darkened room, watching Daniella jump. "I would have knocked." She smiled at his full arms immediately, quickly heading to the edge of the bed as she pulled her tank top lower. "You Alright?" He frowned concerned as he caught her small wince. Green eyes freezing for a small moment before reaching towards Mel's box recipe. She was starving. She hadn't eaten anything all day. She had just been stayed with Jim, then she feel asleep, then he came to and well...now she was finally getting food. He watched her start eating, thin figure sitting lightly on the bed, chewing.
"Sorry." He mumbled watching her look at him as she chewed. "I.." He gave an apologizing shrug for getting a little rough before. Relaxing as she shook her head with a -don't be ridiculous, it's not your fault- expression. "Is there anything I can do?" He frowned watching her.
'No." She swallowed hard. "After I stuff my face, I want to take a shower." She gave him a wide smile. "Then I should probably go home."
He made a face. "You can't stay?"
"I should probably go." She shrugged, usually she stayed for three or four days at a time. This visit she had been there for about five days straight. But he couldn't remember that.
"Why now?" He made a face sinking into the bed more. "You just got here?"
"Yeah I know but..." She trailed for of an excuse. "My mom was really acting up so I told her I would come home." He nodded disappointed. Running a hand against her thigh from where she sat and he laid back in the sheets.
"Sure." He grinned watching her smile. Leaning down and rubbing her face into his neck and cheek sweetly.
"I love you." She smiled warmly as she felt him grab her. Hugging her tight. "I will come back tomorrow." He was satisfied with all of this, even if she did have to go home. "That was the best I 've ever had Jim." She gave him a sly smile as she sat up. Watching the blue eyes under her slowly spread a lop sided grin. Thrilled it could do something right. "Is Gene downstairs?" She made a face as he nodded. Running down the hall dressed like she was wouldn't really be too fun if Gene was just lounging on the couch. I mine as well stop and dance for him to, she thought sarcastically.
"He's in the kitchen with Mel." Jim started talking again, tickling her softly. "She was really weird when I went down. Wanted to know...na forget it." He grinned shaking his head no as she kept her eyes locked on him. Mel had been really concerned when he dropped into the coma.
"I am going to go take a shower." He only chewed and nodded as she got up. Slowly sliding off the bed with a small quiet cringe-that he caught.
"You ok?" He sat up fast, frowning concerned. Watching her nod as she walk gingerly towards the door. Man he had opened her up. Green eyes opening it before looking back at him.
"Sit." She snapped as he stood up and started coming at her to help. Blue eyes stopping with her command and merely standing there. "I am fine." She sighed before washing a satisfied, mischievous smile over her face. "Congratulations Jim." He raised his eyebrows. "Your the biggest thing I've ever *heard* of." She was out the door in a flash. Quickly sprinting to the bathroom in pink underwear and a white tank top. Holding her skirt, bra, jewelry and sneakers. Blue eyes still fixed on the door she shut behind her. Swallowing slowly as a grin started building. Biggest thing she had ever * heard* of. Not seen or felt. *Heard* of. He laughed falling back into the sheets, grabbing a handful of the cake. If Gene did decide to wonder off with Mel after Danny left. The plan was to lay horizontal across the bed. Sleep. Cake there so he could eat the rest for breakfast.
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He sighed heavily, letting the cool water run through his blonde hair as he stood in the shower. Enjoying the colder water now that the hot had run out, but it was still early mourning. His stomach full of cake.
"Jim?" He frowned at the outlaws voice as the bathroom door opened slightly. Blue eyes opening to look at the inside of the white shower curtain around him.
"Yeah!?" He called back over the water, turning the pressure down some to hear as he moved out from under it.
"I'm going down to..." He frowned listeningg to Gene sigh hard and annoyed. "I've got to go down and see Judith! I'll be gone for some hour keep an eye on the phone for me." He grinned under the water, he didn't hear that phrase coming.
"Yeah what about Mel!?" He chuckled, hearing the small choke of a laugh as the door shut. "Gene!?" Did Gene really just leave and not answer about Mel? Not one word to keep an eye on her?
"Yeah her too." he frowned at the deep scarred voice that sounded as thought it were leaning into the wall by the sink. "Listen." He sighed heavily. Judith didn't know anything about what he had done. Yeah ok he was going to tell her. Of course he had to tell her or she'd probably be the one to give it away. His mind racing for a reason Judith was going to want to see Jim later today. An excuse for the appointment. "Listen at the party.." He flashed a sly grin to the white shower curtain and running water. "You drank this new mix."
He scowled a sigh, almost a grunt rinsing soap from his hair. "Gene just get out and I'll come out and talk to you!" Gene's bored face just lazily watching the curtain. He wasn't going to go through this while Jim would have the option of walking out. Now was a good time.
"You want Mel to hear this?" He frowned annoyed listening to the growl.
"Get out." Jim was frowning at him from behind the curtain as the water shut off.
"This stuff you drank made you sick. It scared the shit out of me." He grinned as the curtain pulled back to the blonde hair. Towel around its waiste frowning at him.
"I don't remember any of this Gene." Jim shook his head, throwing a skeptical expression. That didn't sound like him.
Gene shrugged. "You got smashed." Jim made a face. That didn't sound like him either. "Look you got a little wasted, and had some fun. Right-"
"-When?" The blue eyes frowned pulling a t-shirt on.
"About a week ago." He tried to say it as casually as he could, but Jim perked up immediately.
"What did you just say!? Over A Week!" The blue eyes widened taken back by his statement.
"You were sick for four, few.some days, then slept for most of the rest." Jim was still staring at him, thinking through this.
"You let me drink this?!" The blue eyes squint up accusingly. "*What* party was this?! Where? Who's was it!?" Jim sounded mad. He never would have gone to a party like this, it had to be Gene's doing!? Why the hell would he have gone!? Or Drank that!?
"Jim your telling me you don't remember anything?" He shot a supposed frown at the blonde hair he was lying to. "Don't remember anything?!" He shot it again, trying not to laugh as he faked baffled look. Blue eyes just frowning at him. "Alright well look. We got wasted and you drank this shit that made you sick. Judith saw you and..."
"I saw Judith!?" The blue eyes did a fast blink. He hadn't *seen* her, seen her, in some five years. ".Well how is she? What did she have to say? Why did I see her? Gene this sounds.." Jim skeptically shook no again, spitting questions. His dark eyes slumped to a dull frown. This was going to be harder then he thought.
"I already told you, because you were sick. The solution through off you digestion and messed up your intestines some." He shrugged watching Jim continue to a fast wide eyed look of confused concern. He should have remembered some of this!? "So Judith saw you, gave you some type of sedative and knocked you out for about three days...four, five days." He shrugged if he kept randomly spitting numbers Jim was bound to get pissed. "So.she wants to see you again today."
"Gene." Jim spit his name calmly, staring at him as it tried to take all this in. Danny hadn't said anything about this either. "What exactly did it do to my intestines?" The blonde frowned mad. "What the hell are you talking about I...." Jim's glare dropped, unsure of what it was arguing about. Or how to argue it. Strong body sighing hard as it shift it's weight for a moment rubbing its eyes.
"Don't worry yourself about it. Your fine, it hardly hurt you." He grinned lightly Jim just scowled irritated. "Would you have rather Mel told you this?" The blue eyes gave his comment a quick squint as they started putting pants on. "She doesn't know to much about the party, cause I didn't tell her." He flashed a lop sided grin. "Neither does Danny, but I managed to cover both our asses which is more then I can say for you." He watched Jim frown as he shot a finger at it. Biting his tongue so he wouldn't laugh, even though this was hard, Jim was hysterical.
"What the hell did you do to make me go with you!?" Jim threw the sink wash cloth at him, frowning. It never would have gone to *that* type of party. What the hell!?
"Don't look at me." He grinned. "I didn't put a gun to your head." He chuckled watching the Jim just sigh heavily. Looking irritated but utterly confused.
"Well...well." The light hand made small movement. "How are we? What are we doing financially? Gene...I had an engine I had to fix. And what about you?!" The blue eyes frowned, an annoyed gesture nodding at him. "What did that thing say about your blood huh?"
He frowned glancing away. "Nothing. That's why I have go now." He grit his teeth as he spoke, Jim slowly nodding. "Look you got to drive down in about a half an hour...alright?" He cocked an eyebrow slowly, watching Jim cocking one back at him. Watching his surprised fast blink as it smiled, then nodded at him.
"Yeah fine. Go. I'll be there in a half an hour." He uncrossed his arms pushing off the wall giving Jim a squint. Blonde hair laughing at him softly as he shut the door behind him. Idiot.
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He sighed lightly as he walked out of the bathroom. Grinning as he looked over the banister, listening to Daniella's familiar voice say she'd -be fine and so would the pie- Melfina nodded and left to the market. He grinned, heading down the stairs quickly. Watching the small jean skirt and a button up white scrunch shirt just walk into the kitchen and bend over, looking into the oven. He grinned watching her, slowly sneaking over as she repeatedly pressing the button to turn on the inside light. His face grinning hard at the -stupid oven- she muttered. Standing up and sighing hard, reaching for the pot holder.
"Ah!" She squeaked as he grabbed her arms, sneak attack success. She giggled after her fast jolt, smelling his strong soap and shampoo from behind. "Jim you idiot." She sighed heavily, listening to his laugh as she turned around to look at her. Blue eyes studying her outfit and thin figure as he grinned at her, watching her just raise her eyebrows.
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His dark eyes were a bored slump under his unruly red hair as he hit the blinker and took a right. Stupid Jim, asking all those questions. The sooner Jim shut up the better. He growled, who knew what Judith was going to say to this. Though he doubted she would do anything legal about them having something so *illegal*. Never mind him feeding it to Jim with out tell him what it..."Ahhh" He growled out loud, damnt he forgot that stupid blood thing she gave him last time. As if testing his blood again was going to do anything helpful. He scowled slowing down and turning around. Glaring ahead annoyed as he started back towards the warehouse to get it, if he moved fast enough maybe he wouldn't be late.
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He grinned at her smooth affectionate hmm as he continued kissing her. Daniella's back against the refrigerator, shirt unbuttoned as his hand ran inside her bra massaging. Stronger tongue digging away at her mouth and lips. Sucking and pulling as he pressed into her in slow rocking motions before stopping. Watching her breath in deeply as he pulled out of her mouth. Her green eyes sighing heavily as she smiled getting air. "Jim." She frowned "We're in the middle of your kitchen."
"I know." He grinned
"Your doors are unlocked." She mumbled her protest as she looked around at the windows and doors to the sounds of him undoing his pants.
"I know." He grinned wider, shoving his jeans and boxers down, his t-shirt covering everything as he came back at her.
"What are you crazy!?" She spit her fast whisper at him as she felt him shift his weight in front of her. He didn't look like he was playing around anymore, he looked serious. Blonde hair cocking a sly grin at her as he spread his legs lightly, keeping his pants from falling down as he ran a hand back up to her chest. Her face slightly concerned and slightly distracted as he buried his face in her shirt loving into her with his tongue. Grabbing her around the waist and jerking her up slightly. "Jim! Are you nuts! Against your." She trailed at his nodding as his mouth ran back over some of her sensitive chest. Her weigh sinking into him, straddling his hips as he leaned off her. She tightened her legs to hand on with a soft hum.
"Ahh." She moaned, tilting her head back into the fridge as she felt him shift his weight again. Spreading his legs more to hang onto her. Thin hands running into his blonde hair, holding his head as she pushed her hips back to his force rubbing her into the fridge.
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He growled slamming the car door annoyed. Ok now he would probably be late because he traffic was a bitch getting her and he could sure as hell bet it would be a bitch going back. "Damnt" He frowned grabbing the front door and ripping it open annoyed. Stopping dead at directly-ahead-of-him-sight in the kitchen. "Well that's something I don't see a lot." He grinned dropping his gaze as he slowly shut the door and started towards the bathroom. Ignoring the sight of Jim pressing Daniella into the fridge, lets spread, jeans next to falling off as her thin legs rapped around his waist. Soft feminine moans responding to his quick pumps and fast tempo. He grinned, there was no reason to disturb them. He grabbed the useless box and crap along the side of the bathroom sink to a loud -AHHH JJIIIM!!- from the kitchen. His eyes flicked up at the mirror, this was a switch. Maybe Jim really would come out and party with him after all. Since he could remember Jim had been against it. His dark eyes glancing back down at the box he was filling with pieces. He remembered all right, man was that funny now.
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"How much would we save if we ate cereal for every meal?" He grinned lightly looking at the eight year old blonde hair in front of him chewing over the bowl of cocoa puffs.
"Is the cereal on sale or not on sale when we buy it." Jim spoke chewing, watching him think.
"Do them both, first on sale, then not on sale." He grinned lightly watching Jim nod, computing. Working numbers in it's head.
"We're not going to save anything." The blonde hair shook no watching him frown.
"What? Why not? Cereal is the cheapest thing we buy." He made a face spooning more into his mouth.
"Yeah well, you eat to much of it. We need to eat a lot to be full so it's not worth it Gene." Jim shook his head, watching him just squint from over his sixth bowl. Jim was on his fourth. "Gene do humans have a scientific name?" The blue eyes sighed leaning into the table as they reached for the box. Watching the un-entertained dark eyes just look at him.
"What is that? That weird name that sounds like gibberish everything has?" He cocked an eyebrow, watching Jim nod. "Beats the hell out of me." He shrugged lightly watching Jim fiddle with the small pocket knife it had. "Where'd you get that?" He grinned at the blue eyes that looked up at him chewing from where it was reading off the cereal box.
"Danny gave it to me." The blue eyes smiled at is softly as they wiggled it in their fingers. "I can't do anything with it though.to weak a blade." He shrugged, his black shirt and jeans lounging at the table now, six bowls might be enough.
"Well you didn't take it apart." He grinned watching Jim shrug, but Jim *hadn't* taken it apart because it was a present and he liked it because it was from Danniella. "Did you give her anything back?" He cocked an eyebrow as Jim shook no.
"What do I have she would want?" Jim shot him a dull look before glancing back at the box. "Did you know this is good for pregnant women?" Jim sighed, sliding the box back into the kitchen table. "How come they say pregnant women? Don't you think humans would be better off if they were born in eggs rather than from stomachs?"
He grinned, lughing as he stood up with the cereal box and his bowl. "It wouldn't be half as fun that way." He grinned slyly, watching the Jim just look at him. Clueless to his comment. "Besides, then we'd have to watch them, or sit on them to make them hatch." He chuckled with his shrug.
"Other animals have their young in eggs. Most of the species around here do it." He frowned at Gene as the scarred face just kept studying him.
"We're not animals Jim. We're mammals."
"I know that." Jim frowned at him insulted. "I think it would be more practical Gene. Easier."
"What do *you* know about easier?" He grinned at the blonde hair watching it shrug. "You know where babies come from don't you?" He cocked an eyebrow. Slowly dawning on the conclusion if no one told Jim when he was four it was going to be his job.
"Yes." The blue eyes frowned, but they didn't blush so it was a no. "Girls." Jim looked up at him, watching his face slump. "What's wrong Gene?" Confused blue eyes watching his irritated slump.
"Yeah well, you want to know?" Say no kid. Say no!
"Sure." Jim shrugged, looking back down at the knife. "Is it interesting cause I don't want to listen if you just going to waste my time Gene." The blonde hair sighed at him. Watching him frown, but this looked more interesting since Gene wasn't contributing any information yet. Or blabbering like a moron with a sly expression that would tease him.
"Well.How bad do you want to know?" He frowned irritated, no one said he had to get stuck with this kind of crap.
"Duh Gene, just spit it out." Jim ginned at him, watching him nod to follow as he started for the living room. Listening to Jim quickly fill his mouth with food before fallowing. "Where are we going?" The blue eyes chewed a slurred question watching him point at the couch.
"Your going to learn about this now so I *never* have to do it again." Gene shot him a look, watching him just flash a skeptical expression.
"Eggs would be more efficient Gene." The blue eyes nodded at their own comment as they watched him pull a video out from behind the tv and put it in.
"Sit down." The dark eyes glanced back at him, watching the red shirt and beige kakis just sit down. Blue eyes watching him as he came over with the remote. "It's only a half an hour."
Jim looked up at him with a slight frown. "What is it?" Moving over more as he slouched into the cushion before giving him a look as he slung his arm around the thin shoulders with a grin. Dragging Jim to his side and hanging on so he couldn't try to get away.
"It's a.a documentary." He hit the power, fast forwarding through all the porn advertisements and some of the beginning talk before pressing play as the smooth taking Spanish guy starting undressing the younger green haired model he shoved into the bed.
"You Liar!" Jim growled immediately, shoving him annoyed as it blushed at the dirty movie. Quickly trying to get off the couch as he yanked it back.
"Shut up and sit." He growled annoyed watching the wide blue eyes look at the screen as the girls breasts came into view. Spanish hands working on her jeans and pulling them off and she fought weakly. Supposedly trying to get away as he held her down, but so infatuated with getting his sex she couldn't. He glanced down at Jim, growling at the blue eyes that were looking off towards the couch. "Come on." He nudged the red t-shirt a little. "Look" Jim glanced up slightly, blue eyes hiding under the blonde hair. Wiggling as he grabbed the underneath of the small chin and pulled it up.
"Ahh get off me!" Jim growled wiggling around. Shoving at him as he straightened the smaller head up forcing it to look at the screen as he held it firm. Wide blue eyes listening to the feminine giggling as her pants were pulled off and her hands were tied up. She wasn't wearing any underwear. "Aaa geeeez." He glanced down at the small mumble, watching the blue eyes look down as the camera gave a full shot of the nude female body.
"Hey wears your pocket knife?" He flashed a grin at the blonde hair looking away. Watching the blue eyes snap back up as he made his threat clear. Light face frowning upset at the moaning of the feminine legs as the Spanish fingers inserted into her. Dark eyes watching the blonde hair lean into him more. Shrinking into his side upset by the video and shaking slightly as he frowned. Now he was going to answer all questions and this tape was going to do it for him. His hit fast forward as Jim curled directly into his chest to escape the screen. "Come on it's not so bad." He flashed a grin nudging the loose shirt that wasn't moving.
"Turn it off." The blue eyes frowned as they looked into the side of his shirt. "I don't want to see that." His sighed a soft smile at the inexperience below him as he eyed the pockets to the small pair of kakis. Letting his scarred fingers slowly inch towards the pocket knife that was sticking out of one before yanking it away. "AH! GENE!" The blue eyes snapped at him, reaching for it fast as it was swallowed inside his larger scarred hand.
"Look." He frowned at the concerned and tense face watching him. "I don't have any practice giving directions, and I don't know what to do with you." Jim's eyes stayed locked on his, frowning slightly. "Now you want Iris to tell you what else is going to happen on this tape?" He cocked an eyebrow at the light face.
"She saw it too!?" Jim yanked at part of his shirt with the astounded outburst, and he smiled at the naive eyes baffled Iris would have watched this.
"No she hadn't seen it." He chuckled lightly at the light features that just fell to a confused expression. "But she knows what's going to happen because that's how babies are made. Know you got two choices." He watched the blue eyes give him a groaning expression. "You can sit here and watch this with me. Or Iris's is going to give you directions." He watched the light face blush hard at the thought of Iris telling, or showing him stuff like that. "Ok?"
"But." The blonde hair shook no at him before the blue eyes looked back up. "I don't want to watch this Gene. I really don't want to watch this. Can't.can'tyoujusttellmeinstead."
"What?" He frowned at the mile long mumble that was supposed to be a question.maybe. His features becoming patient as Jim's face sunk a little harder, staring down at the couch shaking slightly. "Look Jim there are two ways to do things like this." He motioned at the tv with the remote as the blue eyes stole a *quick* side glance at him. "Fun ways and not fun ways. It's supposed to be fun.for most.most people it usually is ok. When you do it again it will be fun that time. Now.you want Iris to-"
"-No! I'll..watch it." The blonde hair spit his mumble, roughly slouching back down and looking at the screen upset before bolting up fast as its pocket knife was thrown onto the coffee table.
"Sit." His hand snapped at the thin chest. Pressing it back into the couch as it bolted forward.
"Hey GENE!" Jim screamed at him as he pulled his blaster out and aimed it at the knife.
"I am going to shot it if you lie and just say you'll watch." He stated his threat calm and simple. He probably wouldn't shoot it but the blonde hair nodding a fast yes didn't know that. "Now you don't have to pay attention to what she does, cause you don't have to do any of that." He watched the upset blue eyes look at the screen as he hit play. Blonde hair blinking hard as he told him it was going to be expected to do these things. Blue eyes sitting wide eyed and mouth open slightly as they watched the dark Spanish skin and moaning green hair perform on screen before pausing for oral pleasure until he did her on all fours again, and then again up the ass until the half an hour ran out. His calm face yawning as he half- watched lazily aiming the gun before flicking the tv off and glancing down at the blonde hair and upset features looking down. "Sorry if that killed you." He sighed, feeling guilty as he slapped the small shoulder gently. The kid had to know.
"How come..." His dark eyes frowned at the small mumble. AHh god!! Jim was going to ask questions!?! "How come that guy didn't listen to her when she said stop?" The blue eyes looked up at him upset. "And when she said no?" His frowned gently-jeez. How was he supposed to explain it was put in to make people horny by letting them think about breaking rules and laws like that.
"It was just for show. In reality he should, would have listened." He shrugged lightly.
"You would listen?" The blue eyes frowned upset at him. "If one of the girls you brought home said that?" He frowned.
"Not necessarily." He shrugged. "Some of them say that, and then like it." He shrugged before frowning. He probably shouldn't have just said that to an eight year old. Jim looked horrified.
"But.if-if they like it or-or not your supposed to stop!.Right!?" The wide blue eyes did a fast blink. "What if I said no to something! Your going to stop right?!" The blue eyes frowned watching him sigh..
"Yeah probably Jim. That's different." He flashed a sly grin. "We don't do that stuff."
"Ah SHUT UP!" Jim screamed at him frowning, blushing hard as it moved back into the couch upset. "I don't want to hear probably! YES! You say YES!" The blonde hair yelled at him, pulling away to the other side of the couch a nerved by the video and the rough way that man had treated the thin girl. Shoving her around and holding her down while he took her clothes before doing things to her she asked him to stop to before...The blonde hair shook it's head trying to erase the images. Dark eyes watching, feeling guilty, but what else was he supposed to do? He couldn't just sit down and explain step by step that was insane! Jim never would have listened anyway! He would have had to hold the kid down! Jim never would have believed it, he never could have said it!. "Ah Take it out!" The blue eyes glared at him as they flicked up. Light hand pointing at the tv, telling him to get rid of the tape. He lazily glanced over at it before getting up and ripping out the video, looking back at the blonde hair leaning into the couch. "Do you do that to the girls you bring home?" The blue eyes frowned upset at him. "Is that why you...don't..." Jim trailed lightly looking up at him for an answer. He wasn't going to lie and say no, they were in the bedroom playing cards when he sent Jim outside. Or made him go do something close enough he wasn't in any danger, but far enough away he couldn't really hear what was going on. He nodded. "They don't mind that?" Jim frowned upset, watching him through a reassuring sly smile.
"Na." He shook his head watching Jim frown as though he had invented sex and then mass produced tapes like that just to spite him. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He grinned, chuckling hard at the blue eyes glaring at him from underneath the blonde hair. "Jim most of that was for show alright? Don't get so worked up about it." He chuckled lightly, taking a step forward before stopping as Jim started shaking no. That was unnatural, that was weird. That poor girl was screaming and the guy didn't stop...doing that stuff. "Gene do I have to...do that?" The blue eyes frowned upset at him watching him shrug.
"What, you don't want to?" He shot a baffled look at the blonde hair shaking no. He wanted to do that, why shouldn't Jim want to do it too? ".....(silence).......At all?" He made a more confused face as the blonde continued shaking no. Blue eyes frowning confused as to why Gene would ever want to do that. Take all your clothes off in front of another person and then touch all that grossness. "Well stop looking like your going to die damnt." He frowned at the blonde that looked like it would just pass out. "You don't *have* to do it, not now anyway." He shrugged, grinning at the light face that just shoved him as he walked over. Blue eyes still mad at him for making him look at that. "That answer your questions?" He grinned watching the light hand rip the pocket knife from his grasp as he offered it.
"Shut up, I hated it!" Jim growled at him, stomping towards the kitchen disturbed but informed. His calm face watching before remembering-oh yeah. He snapped, grabbing the small arm and jerking Jim around to him. Watching the blue eyes widen up at him after choking a small sound, unsure of what he wanted.
"You never forget." He shot a stern finger into the small face watching it jump. "When you do that." He pointed over to the blank tv screen watching Jim just start tensing and frowning. "You always wear protection" He shook the thin arm with his nod to enforce this, drive it home all the way. "Always alright? Don't ever forget to protect yourself." Jim started nodding immediately as he raised his eyebrows for confirmation. Thin arm in his wiggling slightly asking to leave as he gently ran a hand through the blonde hair before letting it go. Blonde hair still nodding unsteadily at him as it took a step back. What ever that meant that was what it would do, or at least what Jim would say he'd do so he could get away from the tv, and Gene for a while. "Alright good." Gene smiled standing up and lazily crossing arms over the scarred chest satisfied. Chuckling lightly at the blonde hair that started lazily strolling for the kitchen before bolting for it and out the back door. He chuckled, to bad he didn't catch that on tape or something. It would have been hysterical to show Jim later.
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He sighed lightly as he woke up. Blue eyes opening slowly, looking at the other side of the empty bed. "Gene?" He muttered, looking around the room for the unruly color that seemed to have disappeared. "Gene?" He shut his eyes, calling louder as he glanced at the clock. It was 10:13. Where would Gene be other than bed at this hour? -I have to go tomorrow- the outlaw's strong words ran through his head as he frowned hard. Feeling the slight sting run up the back of his throat asking him to cry. Gene had just left, with the ship, before ten o'clock, without one word. Without one -hey I am leaving now or keep an eye on Mel for me or don't let Mike raid the fridge if he stops by blast it.- Nothing, just an empty mourning because Gene had up and left in the middle of the night with no thought of him once so ever. "Guess..." He chocked lightly as he looked up at the ceiling. Guess four days was too long. Gene had learned to do things on his own.without him.
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"Gene I must express my dismay as to why the rest of the crew is not accompanying you. What in heaven's name is the matter?" His dark eyes frowned dully at the annoying monotone voice speaking at him from the ship. "How is it you are leaving Melfina behind Gene? Should Jim not accompany you?" He growled slightly. "This course of action, seems rather reckless Gene."
"Will you shut up Gilliam!" His dark eyes snapped up at the annoying blue bot hanging to the right as he piloted. Just hanging there for the last two hours watching him before starting it's long annoying chain or stupid questions and concerns. "Did we apply for docking clearance yet blast it?" He accelerate, Heigfong wasn't that far away but he didn't plan on just taking his time to get there either.
"Yes Gene. We applied an hour ago."
"Well?" He sighed annoyed. "Where are we doc-"
"-We are docking in space 8 at 250 wong per half hour." His face fell to a disgusted slump. "Are you sure we are prepared to spend so much Gene? I would have preferred it if Jim came along Gene. How is it you must fly alone? Are things alright with Melfina? I do hope she is well."
"Gilliam!" He snapped watching the bot silence. "Dock the ship and go work on the interior somewhere blast it! Your giving me a headache." He growled slouching into the controls bored as the autopilot switched on. Flying alone he could handle. Cooking for himself he could handle Leaving Melfina....he could handle. Talking to no one but Gilliam for three days straight. "This is suicide." He growled at the empty black sky in front of him. "You will be the death of me Gilliam." He grinned at his comment as the bot fell to a heavy concerned confused tone.
"If I am not mistaken Gene, your death has already been predicted as woman."
"Ahh" He growled slightly, dumb Gilliam, he was definitely taking after Jim now that those damn personality chips were in. "One more word Gilliam." Heighfong came into view. Dark features sinking to a disgusted expression as the small -I am needed to run the ship Gene, if I may state, you got nothing on me.- Came back at him.
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"Of course I have an appointment lady, you think I wouldn't have scheduled one?" He grinned slyly at the stunning black hair working behind the small reception desk. Her young face smiling at his comment before typing into the computer again.
"I am sorry Mr. Starwind. But-"
"-You don't have to be so formal sweetheart, call me Gene." He grinned leaning into the counter as she let out a small breath.
"Umm...Gene, but...Lou enterprises doesn't show you as.." She trailed lightly as he continued slowly leaning into her side of the desk, teasing her with the movement. "...doesn't show you as having an appointment." She glanced up at him, watching the strong scarred features just grin at her.
"Well maybe that's because my partner made the appointment." He chuckled at her large purple eyes as he slowly turned the computer monitor his way. "Yeah that's him." He pointed to the next appointment.
"Oh." She smiled sweetly, watching him stand up grinning..
"Well in that case, you can head down that hall and..." She trailed suddenly. How was she supposed to know that was really his partner?
"Can I have your phone number?" The dark eyes cocked at her. "It's a shame to see a stunning babe slaving away in such a boring place. How'd you like to see the low class action of the outlaws?" She stared as her mouth hung slightly open from the last syllable she had pronounced before making a small movement and pointing towards the hallways behind her.
"...down the hall and three doors to your left." She mumbled, bright purple eyes staring at his hard sexy features before blinking as he gave her a sly solute. Walking around her desk and down the hall. Chuckling lightly to himself before turning around with the yell. "Mr. Star!...Gene!" He watched her black hair run over her shoulders as she leaned over her desk to see him. "889-385-2746!"
He grinned hard, watching her bright smile appear after her phone number. "Don't let yourself rot in here cookie!" His smile left, turning around and heading three doors before glaring to his left. To the office he would go into. To the face he hadn't seen in so long. "I had a good reason." He growled as he gripped the door knob and opened the door.
"Welcome, and how may I help you tod-" Fred stopped dead, wide brown eyes staring at the strong outlaw in their doorway. "Gene Starwind?" It was shot as a question even though it was the known answer. The strong business coat of Fred Lou slowly standing up to look at the unruly color just staring at him. "It's been a long time." The purple hair composed themselves suddenly. "What brings you to Heighfong Gene?" The brown eyes traveled around searching for the blonde hair as he stared in. Jim wasn't there.
"I need your help Fred." He spit his demand firm, watching the brown eyes widen slightly. "I didn't come to fool around. I came to collect a favor." The brown eyes threw a squint at his hard demanding tone. Pale hand reaching up to it's earlobe and playing softly with it.
"Go on." Fred sighed sitting back down behind the desk. Motioning towards the chairs in front as he sank into one.
"I need a strong connection to get a drug." The brown eyes raised.
"Gene, don't tell me you finally decided to invest in narcotics?" Fred grinned suddenly, the outlaw had been waiting far too long to patch into the swarming multimillion dollar business.
"I need your help cause the dugs got to be clean and straight. This is important. You wouldn't see me in here on my knees if it wasn't." He frowned suddenly, disgusted he was back there begging Fred for help. And that's what he was doing. Begging. He didn't suggest or ask, he needed.
"Well what kind of drugs did you have in mind Gene? You don't have to be so formal with me, we can still be friends. What's past is past." Fred smiled but he just continued dully looking back, hiding the frown the last comment rose.
"Yeah right." His deep voice scowled. "It's for a close friend." He sighed. Who knew how Fred was going to take this. "I need something to take his mind off something." The brown eyes cocked lightly. "Off something that happened five days ago."
".What like permanently?" Fred frowned baffled as they leaned into the desk. Those types of drugs were hard to get. "Gene!? Are you even aware of how costly something like that is?' The brown frowned at his sly features. "That's something different entirely Gene. Your talking about mind altering substances that have a lasting effect."
"I need a four day lasting effect Fred, not counting my travel time and I need it pretty quickly." His sly grin continued watching Fred sink lower with a baffled confused face.
"And just how do you expect me to get this for you?" Fred frowned, scoffing. Watching him just cock an eye at the statement, just looking back at him. "If you want to talk about me owing you something Gene, what I owe you is next to nothing at the money spending your proposing. This is no investment on my part and I can't go through my legitimate routes Gene." The brown eyes frowned as they ran over the details out loud. "Are you even listening to me?"
He grinned at the annoyed baffled tone snapping it's question at him. "I am going to need it as soon as possible. I need to get back to Sentinel."
"Sentinel?!" The white coated leaned back suddenly as if that was the icing on the cake. "What could possibly be so important on Sentinel Gene? I am really beginning to have my doubts on you, you know."
He grinned. ".My crew is on Sentinel." The purple hair grunted at his comment, sighing heavily. Doing this expensive favor might win Gene back. After all, he did fly all the way out there to ask after being a complete stranger for some five years. A long five or so years the sexy unruly color could have brightened with frequent visits. Even if they were only for money.
"Your far to lucky to know me so well Gene." He grinned at Fred's bending tone. "I'll have it for you this afternoon." Fred frowned at him as it stated the time. "You can pick it up here, I suspect you won't be staying after?"
He grinned as he shook a slow no. "I have to get to Sentinel Fred, maybe some other time." He grinned to the -Very well- sighed back to him as he opened the office door. In three hours he would have what he came for, and no matter how unhealthy Mel or Danny or anyone else wanted to make this sound. How unhealthy they were going to say it was to just take harmful chemicals that were going to delete days of memories, it was the right thing to do. The most logical and helpful course of action his unruly mind could think of. The only way he could help, unhealthy or not, it was better.
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"Jim come on." She frowned slightly, looking irritated even though she was concerned. "There is no reason why I can't come with you. I want to come with you and I have nothing else to do." Her green eyes frowned at him, watching him glare ahead as he drove. Wind whipping through his blonde strains as he tried to ignore her. "Your going to make me bored."
He glanced at her frowning green eyes as she shoved at his shoulder irritably. "Your not coming and I don't want to talk about this." He growled at her, hearing her long exaggerated sigh of protest. Just because Judith was making him go to this damn...damn....class, group, thing. Just for today, her exact words were something like -Jim I am going to make you try it. Just get your feet wet, you might like it.- Then after his continuous glaring and silent fighting it became more like -If you really hate it you don't have to go, but you have to go to one.on Friday.- So he had to go. He was going. Because he would never hear the end of it if he didn't. Never hear the end of it from Danny who would silently tell him he should have gone when she'd give him *that* look. And Mel who might make small comments about how he might have liked it, or how it might have been nice to listen to other people who could understand. And lastly from Gene, who would do nothing more than look at him, or stand there glaring. Blast you Gene Starwind, his mind growled annoyed.
"Jim aren't you supposed to go left up.." She frowned as he continued driving straight, before the car jerked as she snapped him back to reality. The blinker snapping on cutting off her sentence as he realized that yes he was supposed to be going left.
"Get out." She frowned as he pulled over at the small mall she was going to anyway, only, hopefully after she went with him.
"Your being so dumb." She frowned at him watching him just continue to look at her before reaching over and shoving her door open. "Go. Your not coming. Sorry." He growled at her annoyed as he felt the car shift upward lightly to her thin weight disappearing. "Dan just listen to me for once alright?" He shot her a -don't be mad please- look as she frowned at him slamming the door shut from where she stood. He was just too tired for her to be mad at him. Her green eyes trying their best to look annoyed when really they were just concerned for him and hurt he didn't want her to go. But this was going to be hard, and she had been around him enough when he couldn't take it. From now on, no more people were going to be around, he had lived through enough of that.
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Melfina glanced upstairs from underneath her smooth raven hair as the bathroom door finally opened. Her thin figure now wearing a yellow dress and pink pot holders moving to the doorway of the kitchen slowly. Concerned to see what type of blonde hair was emerging from the small room. Her mind replaying the events of the day before her. How he left with Danny to go to his appointment, then Danny came back some hour later upset he wouldn't let her go. Then Jim, three hours after that hysterically upset and mad, ignoring both of them. Heading straight for the bathroom followed only by the sounds of the shower running. And running, and running for an hour and twenty minutes. Then stopping for two hours of nothing, until now. Her mocha eyes glanced at the stove quickly to the sound of the small pop noise the fish made from where it was frying. Looking flour-er-y and gross now, but soon to be warm and crispy later. "Good evening." She smiled warmly at Jim's loose green shirt and blue jeans that walked into the kitchen. Stopping dead as it caught sight of her, before ignoring her comment and moving around her quickly. "Are you hungry Jim?" She sighed watching the small amount of oil around the fish pop in the heat frying it to perfection.
Mocha eyes glancing up as no answer came, watching him just shake his head no before muttering a -you made it look to dead to eat.- She frowned at his insult. He had spit it bitterly on purpose. Slamming the fridge door before stomping out, her eyes watching him go. Frowning concerned as Daniella woke up, even to his small mumble of Jim's voice. Green eyes getting up fast and attaching to him, whispering something as he looked down at her not returning the hug. Listening absently as though she were talking to someone else, before running a hand over her butt. Daniella stepped back immediately, saying something else as she frowned in the kitchen doorway. Jim only grinned, bitterly, before muttering a small -I am going out- and heading for the door. Leaving Daniella upset behind him, jumping slightly at the loud slam.
She pressed her lips together, just watching Daniella stand staring at the door made her feel bad for the poor girl. ".Daniella?" She frowned sympathetically at the green eyes that looked towards the sound of their name before shaking no. Her raven hair leaning into the doorway, wishing Gene was there. Wishing he was not so far away, no so far as Heighfond as Daniella's upset jean shorts and t-shirt spit something into the phone about -coming home early- and -no mom she would just take a cab.- "Oh Gene." She whispered as she gently reached down and turned off the small pieces of fish. They cooked fast but she wasn't the least bit hungry. Now Danny was going home, Jim was out somewhere, and she would be alone because Gene was gone. She cringed sad, Gene needed to be here. He needed to hurry back. It was starting to hurt now, even though she knew Jim was just upset and didn't really mean the rude comments he spit at her. They were beginning to hurt, and she knew they had been hurting Danny since he started, two days ago. She sighed slowly sliding the warm frying pan to the near by burner. She wasn't very hungry to begin with.
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"Mel?" Gene grinned as he let the front door shut behind him. Dark eyes scanning around the familiar vacant contents of the warehouse before frowning. Every single time. Deserted. What kind of luck was this?
He sighed heavily, pulling the small -highly expensive, you owe me for this Gene- bottle out of the small bag it was in and jamming it into the pocket of his tight black get up. His scarred face yawning heavily as he trudged into the bedroom tossing the bag near the garbage and ignoring it as it fell short. Dark eyes smiling weakly as they started for the bed. However deserted it was, no talk was better than Gilliam's rambling.
He frowned, stopping a foot from the bed as he caught the blonde hair still sleeping in it. Dark eyes glancing at the clock, 2:40. "Hey Sleeping Beauty?" he grinned trudging over to the other side of the mattress of messed sheets and blankets. Looking down at the light back facing up at him with the back of the blonde hair. His scarred hand nudging it slightly, watching the strong arms move slowly as they woke up to the sound of a heavy. "You know what time it is?" He grinned as the light chest slowly sat up. "Where's Mel? I am dying for some fun." He grinned slyly as the light face looked up at him. Blue eyes watching the blurry, slurred unruly color look at him. Dark eyes frowning down at the light face that only groaned slightly, discolored and exhausted. "You party last night without me?" He shot a skeptical, but shaky grin as the Jim slowly stood up, a hand on its head. It wasn't like Jim to go out and party with him, never mind without him.
"Ahh what are you doing here?" Jim growled slightly leaning into the wall as it stopped walking. "I thought you went off into the sunset Gene" The blue eyes smiled bitterly, making contact and watching him just listen. Dark eyes cocking at the light hand that made a -off to the sunset- motion. "You know like, out to find all that good intuition and shit." Jim shrugged, looking around as though sedated. "Surprised you didn't take Mel though." The blonde hair nodded slowly. Yeah if he were Gene he would have included Mel in the perfect get away plan.
"Heighfong." The dark eyes were frowning at him as he looked up groggily. "And what the hell is that smell coming off you?" The scarred face frowned watching the crooked grin reappear.
"They call it." Jim stumbled slightly leaning off the wall. "Blue stream."
"What?" He shot a baffled frown. Jim didn't drink hard.
"Cause when your drinking it." The light face smiled cynically "Everything you see is in shades of blue." Jim chuckled, watching him frown harder. "but then again...You would know that...Wouldn't you? Gene?" Jim grinned a step forward watching him just continue to stand there. "You want to hear something really really *really* funny Gene?" The blue eyes grinned slurring their words at him unsteadily as they leaned into the hall before stumbling out into it. Groggily heading for the bathroom as he fallowed annoyed. "We would be making some 11, 000 Wong more *a year* if you didn't spend so much out."
His dark eyes frowned watching Jim shake a finger at him before spitting into the sink. "You got something to say to me?" He growled annoyed, dark eyes squinting furious at the smart assed blonde color that slowly looked up at him. Grinning blue eyes purposely mocking him.
"I think I just said it." He growled snapping forward at Jim and shoving him backward hard. Watching Jim just trip into the back wall before looking up at him grinning. His scarred hand slamming into the wall along side the blonde hair as he pushed into the hung over light face. "You better..." He stopped dead, as the thin hips in front of him pressed forward into his waist and crotch. He snapped back immediately, freaked for just a second as Jim grinned at him.
"You know I think, that's the fastest you've ever reacted, to anything I've ever...said or done." The blonde hair smiled sad, watching the dark eyes just glare at him, taken off and confused. "What's wrong Gene?" He sneered his chuckle bitterly. "Doesn't your good intuition have anything to say about that?" He grinned, feeling better as he continued to insult and confuse the unruly color glaring at him. He wanted to hurt Gene. For a reason he couldn't even understand, didn't even realize. He wanted Gene to hurt like he hurt. Wanted Gene to know how it felt, so he.so he wouldn't be all alone in pain. So Gene could understand him for once. All through his life he always had to be the one hurt, and Gene always got to be the one that looked cool. He wanted to switch it. Drunk, he wanted to make it happen. He was standing still but scowling as he walked forward. "How bout this?" He grinned running his hand onto the scarred chest before laughing as Gene's hand snapped at his wrist yanking him off and squeezing his hand mad.
"I spent a lot of my time going to Heighfong Jim." He scowled at the blonde hair lazily grinning at him, ignoring the pain from the outlaw's tight grip. "And spent a lot of money on something for you." He sneered out his sentence mad. "Don't make me cram it down your throat before-"
"Why don't you shove it up my ass." Jim grinned as he stopped talking. "Ha." Blue eyes choking a short laugh at how hard and mad his face became with the statement meant entirely to make him feel uncomfortable. To hurt him. To embarrass him. To make him crazy. Meant entirely to give him some sort of pain. Why should he have to feel so much and everyone else just got to walk around happy? That wasn't fair, his blue eyes grinned hard at how mad Gene looked. In two seconds he would probably be storming out of the room because he didn't know what to say or do. If he pissed Gene off more and he planned to, Gene probably wouldn't say anything to him for the next day. Or maybe even the next two, storming out calling his words a bluff. Because they were. "Huh Gene?" He grinned sourly, bitterly. "What do you say?" He chuckled upset. Hurt. Lost. Scared. Mad. Bluffing.
"Yeah." The scarred face growled a hard wicked look at him. "I got something to say to that alright." He blinked slightly as Gene stepped back. Yanking him along fast as Gene started storming into the hall while dragging his lazily stumbled steps by the wrist.
Well what a surprise. Gene was storming out with company this time. He was grinning hard at how upset Gene looked as the outlaw slammed in the bedroom door, dragging him back towards the bed. "I got a better idea." The scarred face grinned furious as it whirled around glaring at him. "Why don't I shove something else up your ass instead?"
"Wha?" He choked a small question before tripping to the hard shove slamming him stomach down onto the bed. His blue eyes widened immediately. His body freezing with the sudden mind blowing panic of lying vulnerable like this again. "Gene!" He screamed as Gene grabbed his wrists and held them to his sides while restraining his legs. "AHSTOP GENE!" He screamed upset.
"What!?" The scarred face growled, its deep sneering voice strained lightly as it fought to hold him down. "You got a problem?" The deep whispered, knowing how scared and panicked he was. Feeling his body start shaking as he was continually held to the bed. "You got a problem Jim? Cause I was pretty sure you just invited me here." He growled his anger out, furious with the blonde hair he was pinning down for show. She he could scare it and wake it up. Snap it out of its games and self pity and all that other crap.
"GENE!" Jim thrashed terrified as it couldn't move. "NO! oh no, oh no, oh nooo, NOOOO!" Screaming at him widely, light voice cracking from the stress and panic. Breathing hard as he moved over the thin shoulder whispering into its ear.
"Next time you got something to say, think about what it means." He shoved the thin wrists into the bed one hard last time before getting up. Standing up along side the bed as Jim scrambled up and whirled around to him while backing away. "Makes me sick." He spit his words with disgust watching the strong light arms just hug themselves quickly as Jim looked at him alarmed and upset. "That's some welcome home Jim. How long were you planning this?" He growled annoyed. Jim wasn't turning on him, he was just pissed. "Or did you just make it up as you went?" The upset light face that was shaking terrified at being reintroduced to being pinned on its stomach spread eagle in almost the same fashion. Arms unable to move, knees and lower legs pressed down hard spread slightly. "Now look. I am going to make a deal with you." He growled taking a step towards the wide blue eyes before growling as they immediately backed up a few. "Pull yourself together blast it and-" He stopped as the doorbell rang. Dark eyes sighing dully to the loud echoing ding traveling around the room. He sighed at the wide blue eyes staring at him, waiting for what came next. With Gene, something always came next. The fun always went on and on. "Get the door." He growled, scarred hand sending the small white t-shirt over towards the blue eyes that caught it and remained locked on him. Just glaring at him as he started rubbing his face irritated. "What are you waiting for?" his eyes flicked up "A grand introduction?" Jim snapped away, ripping the shirt on and shoving him hard as it walked out. His scarred face sighing heavily at the pissed stomping down the stairs before slowly turning around and following. Glancing down at the small dark bottle he pulled from his pocket, all it said was
Drink. Hazardess when encountering products containing and or using zinc.
He cocked an eyebrow. What the hell was zinc? Glancing up at Jim who was opening the door as he started down the stairs.
Jim squint as the door opened letting the sun into his eyes. "Hello?" He frowned slightly, letting out a small sniffle as the short pudgy woman turned around. Light aged green eyes frowning up at him from under the faded red hair and button up sweater.
Her eyes looked him up and down before frowning. ".I am looking for a young man who lives here." She looked more disgusted when all he did was blink. "James Hawking."
He visibly flinched at the use of his full name before making an unsteady nod. "Speaking." He slurred his words out squinting at the woman who's eyes tightened taking an immediate step forward.
Gene was cocking an eyebrow at the short, old, fat chick Jim was letting it. White t-shirt and jeans taking a quick confused step back as she shoved in glaring.
"How *dare you*." She sneered at him with disgust, and his features tightened up confused and upset as his eyes did a small dart. As though not sure what to think, and not sure what to do with her. Who was she!? "Pull my daughter all around town in this filth hole." The green squinted at him furious, watching him just swallow. -SLAP- His face whirled to the side with her blow. Blonde hair letting go of the door and stepping back with the impact. She had tried hard to put all her disgust and hatred into her hand as she let it snap against his face. Blue eyes flicking up defensive as she stood there, watching the red color grow around the light cheek. "You disgust me." She sneered mad. "Lying to my poor daughter while your off carrying out your perverse male fantasies!" She stepped forward watching him shake no stepping back fast. Blue eyes upset, gapping lightly as though they would say something in defense. "Save it! I don't want to hear one lying word from your mouth." She growled "Your no better than the trash that lives on the streets around you."
"Well you have to be the loveliest customers we've seen all day." Her scowling green eyes switched to the outlaw walking up to the silently hysterical blonde hair, wide eyed and red where she had slapped him "It was nice of you to stop by but we're booked." His sly grin shoved her at the door fast. She only looked more outraged them, her mouth flying open to protest as he quickly shoved again. Pushing in front of Jim who was still just standing there and blocking the doorway with his body as he shoved her out. "Thanks for dropping by, try next week when we're not so full." He growled hard at the furious face sneering at him as before slamming the door in her face and locking it. Glaring hard at the strong metal once inch from his eyes as he paused before slowly turning around. Remaining silent as he looked at the slumped over white t-shirt that was choking silently, sobbing without any noise. "You invite customers like that in Jim?" He took a step towards the top of the blonde hair facing him. "No wonder we're in the red when you handle everything." His soft chuckle trying to soften the hard words Daniella's mother had spit, but Jim just ran a hand up underneath the blonde hair. "Don't you listen to her." he grinned, running his hand onto the sobbing shoulder that still smelled like an intense mix of alcoholic drinks.
"Ahhaha." The blonde hair choked a sob as it shoved him off. "Don't." The blue eyes choked at him lightly, taking a small step back and just standing there. Wild blue eyes streaming with tears, breathing hard as they shot around. There was no where to go. No way to get away, everything was the same. Everywhere was the same because he was the same. How could he out run what was on his body? What was in him? "Ahhaa.aa"
His dark eyes fell to a solid expressionless glare as he watched his younger partner sob hysterical were it stood. All sounds he recognized, just hadn't heard in a long time. Since he had known Jim, the blue eyes had been sobbing like that.. Strong light fists balled on either side of the impressively built slightly-shorter-then-him body. White t-shirt choking hard on the snivels, and tears, and the pains. He reached out to rough Jim's shoulder. "DON'T!" The blue eyes shot up furious. "I SAID *NO* DAMNT!" Screaming at him, tasting the warm salt water that ran into its open mouth as it screamed. "You know SHE'S RigHT BLAST IT!" Jim started shaking his head at him with a look. "I've been THIS WAY FROM THE BEGINNING! *BEGINNING!*" Blue eyes sneering out their words as they screamed. Something about him must have made the greenish black hair happy. It would have taken a lot of time, effort and money to come and get him, and it wasn't like he was the first. There had been other weird guys in bars, and that one in the alley that had tried to make a move on him, and Fred had always liked him. There must have been something about how he, was, err, moved or something! That was swaying their way. "Ahh! I AM SO WEEERID! SOMETHING, SOMETHING, something, something...Ahhaa." His dark eyes frowned dully Jim's sobbed words. The light hand pressing at him in the air as if to ward him off with each -something- Blonde hair trying to tell him that it was weird somehow. That it was different, and that something about it was attracting guys. "AaMaybe I am, maybe something I, something I do, or, something Iahha." The blonde hair sniffled hard as it stopped it's slurred sniveling.
"Will you spit it out already blast it!" He snapped at Jim and shook him. Blue eyes snapping wider with a hiccup alarmed by the sudden contact before gently. "Just what the hell is your problem Jim?" His deep voice dropped lightly, speaking hard and baffled at the blonde hair. Soon he was just going to pour the shit down Jim's nose, then there would be no more problem. All this pain would just disappear.
"Do you think...Do you." The blue eyes cringed as they braced for their question. "What is, why do, for some reason Gene." The blonde hair breathed hard, standing still in-between the his hands. "Think that I am, in any way do you think I am attractive?" Jim cringed with the finally choked question as his face fell to a mad slump.
So Jim was still at this huh? Still trying to screw his head with these god damn games. "Think your attractive?" He scowled the repeated question, watching Jim nod unsteadily. "Yeah." He was getting more annoyed, shaking the blue eyes lightly. Watching them frown as he shoved them, just hard enough to cause a single step back. Quickly grabbing Jim's shirt, pulling him forward and punching directly into the confused blue eyes begging him for an answer.
"Ah." Jim choked at his punch, blue eyes looking down fast as the light hands ran up to their pained face. First slapped now punched.
"Yeah." He growled hard yanking Jim back up. Blue eyes just making it to his face before doubling back into the wall with his second punch. "You feel that don't you?" He growled at the Jim's silent crumpled form from where he had just slammed it in the stomach. "You don't see Danny or Mel feeling *anything* like that do you." He growled his lecture, or, as close as there would ever be to one anyway. "*We* feel this." He frowned at the pained blue eyes looking up at him. "So you think about that hard gut feeling next time you want to know how pretty I think you are." He growled annoyed, watching the light face painfully smile at him. Happy. That was a definite no to its question. A definite no Gene was giving while answering for every other guy they knew at the same time. "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." He felt a soft smile creep onto his face. As if the entire thing was a joke, stepping forward casually as Jim stood back up. Light face smiling happy at him. Laying a hand on his wrist as he started roughing the light shoulder. "Now you *have* to see what I got for you." He grinned at the nod looking down at the bottle he offered. Frowning slightly with the lack of label and -drink- instructions.
"What's it." He cleared his throat "What's it for Gene?" The dark eyes grinned slyly as he looked up.
"Magic potion." He chuckled at Gene's expression. Opening the tightly sealed container before taking a second glance at the sly smile. Gene wouldn't feed him poison. "It's going to make you drowsy." He studied the small bottle as Gene shrugged. "But you'll love it." Steady nodding muttering a -drink it- at his skeptical expression but, what was the worse it could do?
Dark eyes grinning warmly with relief as the bottled tipped up. Running the warm green liquid into the blonde hair that drank it with trust it was something good. Drank it without explanation of what it was letting into its body. Drank it without question of how drowsy it would make him or how long it would keep him that way. Drank it with nothing more than a small approving nod from the trusted outlaw that assured him he could.
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His squeezed his eyes tighter, blackness still all around him. Sleep still all around him. What the hell time was it? Where was he? He cracked an eye, blue color peering out and running over his bedroom. Blonde hair brushing against his forehead as he turned towards the clock, it was 4:00 pm....PM? He frowned, smooth crisp sheets moving around his chest as he pushed and sat up. Sleep still clutching him, trying to pull him back into the bed as he opened both eyes. Why in the world was he sleeping now? "Hey Ge-." He stopped dead. First calling out for anexplanation or report on what else had happened all day before stopping on Daniella. Smiling down at her sleeping figure. She was gently curled next to him, thin tank top and red skirt frowning at his movement. He ran a hand onto her face, smiling brighter as she frowned more. How lucky he was to wake up to this. He bit his bottom lip to contain the urge to just shake her a wake and play before her face smiled. Wait. Why was she up here too? What the hell had been going on? I can't remember a thing, his mind trailed. Maybe Gene had finally talked him into one of those parties and he had gotten...so smashed that he couldn't...but I would remember doing something like that, he though as he laid back down next to Danny. If it really was four pm getting up was pretty pointless There probably wasn't much work, dinner would be soon, and mm thank god, I am starving. H slowly shut his eyes with a smooth exhale and smile.
Daniella watching awake from next to him. Still just staring at him, he was awake. Just like Gene had said. No matter how upset she had been when he dropped into a light coma and became non responsive to everything for an entire day. Then came back but was so dead asleep he wouldn't wake up for the last three days of her worrying. The last three days of the outlaw dishing her humorous comments and reassurances this would work because it was hard to get. Because it had cost so much. Because he had put so much trust into it. Because it had to work or else Jim would wake up the way he was, still hurt and traumatized from being restrained and vandalized in everyway. Still complete with all the horrible things people had said to him. Reports on what had happened to the inside of his body. Reports of what had happened to his clothes. Reports of how worried he or she was while he was gone. The memories of their faces all looking down at him as they tried to figure out what they should do. Memories of Iris streaming tears, of Mike hanging onto him because all his body could do was throw up seamen. Memories of Darleen making a move on him when he couldn't move and her touch stung. Memories of being in the white room with strangers who did nothing more but examine and report until leaving him with cops who thought he had been investing in his own fun and was just too much of a pussy to take it. These were all the things Gene had said he would forget, and...and it was wonderful. For her love she wanted him to forget because she knew he couldn't move on with it there. That it would take so long and so much for him to try and regain what he had lost in four days. After it took him seven years the first time...if they just had this drug at their fingers tips, should they sit back and wait until he was twenty three to be like he was again? "Jim?" She whispered his name to soft, she meant for it to be louder. She wanted him to hear her, but it ran out of her mouth like the wish of a dream. As much substance as it had no sound. Because her only regret, her only sorrow that these memories were being released was that...he didn't know that she had said she loved him. That she had confessed she had secretly devoted her heart to him while he was playing inside water tanks and engines. Emerging with the look of a chimney sweep with tools and gears in hand and pocket. Because she had grown to love the annoying stubborn boy she remembered. Who was now nothing less then sweet candy, strong and hard, and soft and warm for her. "Jim." She smiled hard as she spoke his name, watching his face turn to look at her. He already knew she was there. Blue eyes grinning immediately as he reached for her.
"Why are we up here at four?" He chuckled his words, as if this was some joke and maybe they had the best party of their lives and somehow he was the one that got hit in the head and couldn't remember it.
"I can't remember." She shook her head as she smiled her answer. Gene could be the one to deal with the long story he concocted, and he could be the one to explain to Jim where two weeks of his life had gone missing to. After the four in the van that were erased and the four from the drug, and all that travel time. "Are you hungry?" She smiled at him from where he was silently laughing at her answer. Nodding slowly as he gave her a -but not hungry enough to get up and do anything about it- smile as he looked back up at the ceiling. She smiled moving over the soft four inches of pillow between them until she was against his face. Gently pressing her lips into his ear and cheek, feeling him turn to look at her. His mouth running onto hers but remaining relaxed and open. "Jim I love you." She smiled whispering the small phrase to him for the second time. Feeling his mouth grin as a small amount of air blew at her mouth with his small choke of a laugh. Strong hands running up the side of her face, holding her head still as his tongue ran into her mouth. Loving all the soft wet skin he could find. Blue eyes opening slightly as he felt her moving towards him. Her thin legs running over his slowly as she pulled herself onto him. Thin weight on top moving her head to the slow sweet motions of his tongue as her thin hands started cupping into the blankets that had pulled in- between.
Her face grinning warmly as she felt his hands drop her face and run onto the back of her thigh, sliding under her skirt softly and puling gently at the small rim of underwear running between her legs. His chest doing a fast down motion as he made a silently laugh to the small playful pinch she sent him. Her mind swarming with possibilities of what else that drug had done to him. What Gene might have been evil enough to mix into it, or what he might have edited from the label so Jim would have drank it. She hadn't seen the bottle yet, so by the way he was acting. All this excitement could have been the drug.
She stopped kissing looked down at him as he pulled his mouth back. Blue eyes looking up at her warmly as they thought. Watching her smile down at him. Waiting to hear what he would have to say as his eyes became more serious and she bit her bottom lip. He was thinking about what she would see if he took everything off. Arguing in his head if he should while at the same time not carrying as he felt her shift slightly. Thin feminine figure touching all of him as she moved, waiting for his statement or something. "Who is home?" He grinned slyly watching her fast giggled -just Gene and Mel downstairs in the kitchen last time I saw, or maybe in Mel's room now since Gene was getting nuts.- She watched him grin hard, what a moron Gene was. His blue eyes studying her face and smile as he let his hand slip into her pants. Her soft nose scrunching slightly before jumping slightly as she made a move towards his pants. "When I was younger.." She stopped at the sound of his voice. Her fingers dropping the zipper to his fly now that she had unbuttoned the top to his jeans. Blue eyes watching her look up at him, as he tried to think about the easiest way to put this. "I was scarred." He stopped, stating the fact hard and to the point. Watching her just continue to smile warmly for an additional eight seconds before looking back down and pulling down his fly. "Danny." He frowned, grabbing her shoulders and arms fast making her eyes snap up. Giving a fast alarmed squeak as he shoved quick and strong, moving her off and over before rolling on top. Watching her eyes spark with excitement he was being so rough while he tried to talk. "I want you to listen to me." She nodded, slowly moving her hands up to either side of her face as if he had a gun and flashing him a grin. "Ha" He choked a fast laugh at her teasing, before slipping to a more serious expression as her legs slowly spread underneath him. Rapping onto each of his as she continued giggling up, waiting for him to finish. "Gene found me when I was four and kept me for some loser reason." He shook his head absently as he started to explain. "I don't know where my parents are, or who they are...I never met them or heard anything about them...other than...small rumors about my dad." He frowned as he made eye contact from where he had been looking into the pillow thinking. Calm green eyes listening to him. "I had been sold to some guy when I was...younger...but I *still remember it*." He suddenly frowned hard, as if she might argue he could have imagined it being to young at the time to remember such things. "I never knew the guys name, but he used me and, I have scars from it." He watched her soft green color start to sink as she listened to his sad tale. His sad secret.
"Is this your secret Jim?" She watched his mouth shut from where he was going to say something. "I always knew you had one. Your such a bad liar." She gently smiled, watching him relax with her easy tone. "If you have scars you don't want me to see, I won't look at them." She gave him a sly look, he could easily just push his pants down and do her now and she'd never see a thing. He shook his head with a frown.
"No. I know it's me who makes it hard for you." Her expression fell. "I am, I am..." He grinned suddenly. "I am trying not to be a prick here." Watching her eyebrows raise as she giggled softly. "I just wanted to tell you so you wouldn't be...surprised." He shrugged watching her smile. He was ready now.
"I don't care." She shook her head watching him think about her comment.
"Yeah but, I just wanted to-"
"-No Jim." She interrupted him fast, watching him frown. "I mean I don't care...at all." She smiled warmly, watching a small lop sided grin start to grow over his face. "If you think it's so important that you have some scars on you..." She shrugged lightly "Maybe I should tell you, you don't have to be so easy on me because I am broken in." She smiled lightly watching his face swamp over with a baffled frown. She wasn't a virgin? "But I am *not* easy."
"Haha" He chocked a fast laugh as she growled at him. Her face becoming strong suddenly, even from where she was under him, spread and pinned, but relaxed. Her green eyes watching him nod as he looked down at her. Feeling his excitement grow as he looked at the way she was attached to him. Her green eyes giggling at how fast he moved his hands under her shirt. Snapping at her sides before running underneath her to her back. A sly excited expression sweeping over him as she felt him un-strapping her bra. Blue eyes watching the front of her shirt loosen slightly as the pinkish soft silk unattacheded from her, leaving nothing but soft handfuls of skin she was giving to him. Her green eyes giggling as she watching him ease off her slightly to get his pants fully undone and off as she discretely ran her hands under her skirt and into part of her underwear so she could slide them off. Watching him stop moving as he pulled his hand out of his pocket. Blue eyes frowning at the condom he pulled out before looking up at her. Her green eyes closing in a fast smile. Gene was such a dog! She was going to have to kick him later for second guessing them like this. "Did we..." He was frowning baffled when she opened her eyes and looked at his face. "Go to a...party? Or..." She shrugged watching his baffled expression just look at the small square package before letting out a shrugged grin and ripping it open fast to her giggling. Blue eyes ripping out the contents before catching her discrete slow movements and snapping his hand under her skirt. Watching her thin legs jump as his hand pulled her underwaer down her legs much faster then she was. Absolutly fasinated with the soft pink silk against her creamy skin. Grinning down at her loose tank top and red skirt as he stood up. Hopping lightly to get his pants off as she kicked her legs, ridding her self of the pink color. Giggling at his fast hop and quick snap back under the sheets just blonde hair, bare skin and gray boxers. Blue eyes positioning themselves directly above her green pair as she felt his hands moving slightly between her lower legs as he slide the condom on. Light face giving her a small lop sided grin before becoming serious, this was going to be it.
"Your such a butthead Jim." She smiled warmly, watching him grin as she pulled more of the sheets up to them. His body shifting around slightly, getting ready as he watched her face intently. Green eyes looking down at what she could see of him under the sheets before smiling at him. Running her hands into his hair as he smiled. The fingers in his blonde strands tickling him as he moved up so he was looking straight down at her. Leaning closer to her so their cheeks were touching and she could feel his heavy breathing and musty-spice smell running onto her face as she pushed his boxers off under the blankets. His mouth suddenly coming down on hers and loving into her mouth as he moved closer.
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"Are...you...ok?" His chest was still panting as she opened an eye and looked at him with a not. Her face blushed from cheek to cheek and damped with sweat. Smiling at him as he ran a hand onto her forehead and back into her hair. Her fingers under his chin, keeping his face above hers as he continued sucking in air. He had stopped all breathing during his climax and he laughed as she gently flicked his nose with her tongue. He tasted salty and sweet, grinning as he rolled to the side and started relaxing. Her arms sliding across his chest and nuzzling into him satisfied and happy. Slowly wiggling to his neck and tickling him before sitting up slightly kissing his chest. Blue eyes looking down at her, still breathing pretty heavily as she started moving lower. His face scrunching to a soft grunt as she stopped over his lower abs. Watching his hand raise as if to grab her before hesitating. Watching her unsteadily as she started traving down pulling the blankets with her until the cooler air of the bedroom ran over his warm, moist private skin.
Gene found me when I was four...sold to...have scars...used me. She drew in a quick silently breath as she looked down at him. He wasn't joking when he said he had scars. Small welts of skin were randomly placed on the tops of his thighs and around his lower sensitive skin from the cigarettes that hand burnt him. Thin welted lines ran around him as if someone had taken a knife and slashed at him repeatedly.
He flinched as the top of her head continued looking up at her, her eyes looking down. Slowly running a finger over a long thin scar. Her mind frowning, it looked like Gene's hard skin. When he worked she had seen the outlaw's lower back scarred up like the rest of him, only Jim's was compacted to one area. Her thin fingers running along the side of his hips and down his legs slightly before moving towards his butt and feeling gently. Like a mother checking over her child, she sent her fingers feeling for more. Concerned as she felt around his skin to his frowning. His eyes just making out the puckered brow and saddened look on her face before she lowered still, kissing him gently. Her lips gently pressing against his skin. Kissing softly as she moved around before slowly tracing down the light skin that was becoming hard with her stimulation. Her green eyes flicking up, watching his concerned frowning blue eyes look down at her from over the strong abs that were breathing up and down fast. Both stimulated and hard, while worried about what she was thinking after watching her first reaction. Blue eyes scrunching as he laid his head back onto the pillow, looking up at the ceiling as she moved down a little lower.
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"Yeah Cid." He sighed heavily running over the story for the millionth time. First eight or nine times with Iris, countless times with Darleen who could have cared less and now with Cid. His dark eyes frowning dull and bored as he listened to her slowly repeating his story back at him. They went to a party, got drunk, had some fun, and he passed out cause he drank some illegal stuff. His reckless brain had tried hard to come up with some type of story for how any other injuries could have come about. Leaving that part up to an -I'll let you know later- to everyone he talked to. Everyone just had to know, this never happened and they were to never say anything about it unless they wanted to deal with him.
But things had worked out in his favor and now he really didn't need another story. His dark eyes trying not to grin as he watched Mel turn on the empty washing machine to try and block out Daniella's moaning from upstairs. If Jim had any other injuries he could just blame it on Jim himself. Who knew what he was doing to Daniella to make her scream like that. "Yeah." He chuckled his confirmation to Cid's story as she finished. His face grinning hard as he tried to block out the noise from upstairs and focus on Cid before frowning. That was his bed too. Where was he supposed to sleep? "Yeah, so just make sure you tell Mike if you see him before me." He grinned widely at nothing. Watching Mel continue to cook before stopping to stare at his face for a second and shake her head humored. Thin sky blue dress opening the oven and taking out the hot chocolate cake before checking on the chicken cooking on the stove.
Mocha eyes glancing back at his mumbled -Yeah talk to you soon- to the sounds of the phone hanging up. Dark eyes grinning slyly as he just sat there, chuckling lightly at the rough sounds coming from upstairs. "Not a word Gene." She shook her head, repressing her own smile. She knew he was just glaring at her, grinning widely like that. Dark eyes watching her soft shoulders move slightly as she laughed silently.
"Hahaha." He started laughing as he stood up. Grinning into the fridge and grabbing the Parmesan cheese for her. Those noises couldn't be more proof that the drugged worked. Jim would be fine now, he wouldn't know or remember anything. It would be just like before because no one was going to say anything about it, and Jim wasn't going to have to live with it.
"Gene shh." She sent him a scolding giggle as he grinned at her, brushing into her butt as he handed her the cheese. "Please." She smiled warmly moving, the chicken around with a wooden spoon. Gene's hand gripping hers and yanking her around as she tried to move the chicken. "Gene!" She shot him a giggle. "You don't want to eat them when their burnt." His hand dropped immediately, no that wasn't good. Dark eyes watching her quickly flip all the chicken before sighing and adding some salt to the whole mix. "Gene this..." She trailed as he leaned into the cabinet next to her. "This...really worked...right?" The smile she offered him was unsure and hoping it would be a yes. Mocha eyes smiling brightly as he grinned, nodding.
"Don't pretend like you can't hear this Mel." He motioned towards the hall with another loud feminine scream. His scarred face grinning as he was able to decipher Jim making noise right along with her. Familiar with the tones of the blue eyes after twelve years of experience.
"Gene." She shot him a small frown. "Don't be rude." She smiled down at the chicken before sighing lightly "Maybe I should go turn on the washing machine too." She frowned as he just laughed at her sincere statement. "Gene don't be so..." she trailed, not sure what he shouldn't be as he just slouching back into the kitchen chair laughing hard. Dark eyes grinning as she glanced at him. Scarred face slowly dropping to a more serious air as she just continued looking at him, as if waiting. "The clinic called today." Her eyes fell back to the chicken immediately, no response come back. "They said they want you to come back down and..." She shrugged. He knew what they would want from him. Dark eyes frowning as she looked back up.
"Doesn't matter how much I give them." He shook his head irritated. "Blasted doctors, what do they know anyway." His irritated growl silenced to a frown with the small -more then us- she whispered to him. Raven hair standing still looking at the chicken as he got up. "Don't you worry about it Melfina." He grinned warmly, feeling her nod as he gently took her shoulders. "It will all work out." He grinned slyly as she glanced up. His dark eyes smiling warmly as her soft hand just ran onto his face lovingly. He was right, it would work.
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She moved opening her eyes as she woke up and glanced at the clock 7:00. "Jim." She nudged the light shoulder she was sleeping on. Watching him just frown slightly asleep. Green eyes smiling as she reached up to his face and plugged his nose. Bit\ing her bottom lip as she fought to hold down her giggles. He would have to breath sometime. Blue eyes frowning for several seconds before pushing her hand off to a -go to hell Gene-. "Jim!" She giggled rolling onto her stomach and hugging his chest from where she had been sleeping loved up to his side. Strong light arm around her, holding her to him. Blue eyes opening at her excessive giggling and looking at her half asleep. "I am so so hungry." See smiled at him watching him just shut his eyes to a sleepy smile. To half asleep to register that was an indirect -go get food.-
"Ah!" He jumped lightly as she leaned onto his chest and let her teeth gently bite him. Blue eyes sitting up fast and yawning as she leaned off him smiling. Pulling the sheets back onto her exposed chest as they pulled forward with his body. Blonde hair looking around the room before at the clock and then back to her.
"Jim I am hungry." She smiled at him watching him nod before his fast chuckle. Blue eyes searching for his pants on the floor before pulling the sheets up and looking underneath for them.
"Hey." she shot him a frown as the cool air ran over her thin naked body. Green eyes just listening to his hard laugh as he disappeared under the white cotton. Her face grinning to his muffled -ow- as she felt him teasingly grab her ankle before running a hand up the inside of her leg slightly. Her face biting her bottom lip fast as she kicked playfully, but she hadn't meant for it to be part of his face. Blonde hair immerging back up with her suddenly handing her the thin pair of pink underwear as he laid back down. Arching his back lightly as he slide his boxers back on under the covers before getting up and looking for his pants. "Go get fooood." She whined at him, watching him cock an eyebrow at her as she kicked her feet. Blue eyes just smiling warmly at her, watching her green eyes giggle at him. It was the best sex she had ever had in her entire life, better then most things she had seen in the movies, and he had done it all. His first time, made her forget where she was and who else could hear her when she planned on keeping it low. His body making her only aware of his smooth tickling thrusts. "Jim where did you learn all that?" She smiled at him as she watched him pull up his pants. Blue eyes glancing at her lightly before back down at the button he was doing up. Light shoulder shrugging before his strong grin as he listened to her mumbled -Amazing- sinking back into the bed as he opened the door and walked into the hall. Blue eyes glancing at the kitchen to the sound of the outlaw's voice before Mel answered something back. His mind smiling hard as he smelled the cake and started for the stairs fast.
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"What about a boy?" He grinned hard cocking an eyebrow at her raven hair
"What about a little girl." She smiled warmly watching him grin. That was good to. "How about...ummm...Madison." She smiled warmly.
"Sounds nice." He grinned watching her look back down at her tea cup from where she sat across the kitchen table. "What about a boy?" He chuckled lightly, teasing her.
"Gene stop." She giggled softly. "That's what you say to everything." her eyes fell to the table with her soft sigh. "I guess we'll just get, what...." She shrugged. "We get." She smiled warmly watching his dark eyes just send her a humored grunt before switching up as Jim trudged into the room. Half open blue eyes and disastrous blonde hair trudging to the fridge in gray boxers and blue jeans threatening to fall off with the next step. Mocha eyes glanced down, hiding her small smile and blush. -She hadn't heard a thing.-
"Mourning." The blue eyes mumbled pulling open the fridge while looking at the cooking oven.
"Evening." His dark eyes grinned watching Jim glance at him like -no, mourning- before back at the clock. Oh yeah that's right it was 7 pm.
"Yeah." The blue eyes grinned eyeing the cake on the counter. "Can I.." He trailed glancing at Mel who nodded at him.
"I made it for you." She smiled warmly watching Geneg give her a frown. It wasn't like he didn't want cake too, and here she was just *giving* it all to Jim.
"Oh yes." The grinning blue eyes shot back at the cake. All his. "This is good. I love you Mel." yanking two forks out of the draw and stabbing them into the rich chocolate before pulling the fridge back open. "Gene ahhh..." He trailed glancing at the unusually happy outlaw watching him. "Can you...with..." The blue eyes made a fast side dart towards Mel when she wasn't looking. Gene slumped to an understanding, yet irritated look. It was being kicked out of its own room. One eyebrow cocking back to him and nodding at his pocket as he bumped the fridge door further open with his hip. "What?" He frowned looking down at his pants. They were there, his fly was zipped, what?
"You got something in your pocket?" Gene watched his drop the fridge and dig around in his pockets before shaking no.
"No. Why?" The blue eyes frowned slightly confused as they looked up. Watching him grin happy, he had found the condom alright. Blue eyes making a face as her just leaned back in his chair slightly. "Mel can I have this?" Jim grinned sweetly at the mocha eyes watching him take the entire bottle of Sprite from the fridge to her long sigh.
"Go ahead Jim." She waved an exhausted ok. They didn't really have the money for this, but at least he wasn't tracking dirt all over the kitchen. "Do you feel Alright?" She smiled warmly at the back of the blonde hair. Suppressing her smile as her eyes ran over the red finger nail scratches on the back of either his shoulders.
He nodded. "Feel great." Cutting a piece of cake and letting it fall to a dish before taking a step towards the table and sitting it in front of the outlaw. Dark eyes glancing at it with a humored grunt, stupid Jim knew he wanted some of the cake. "Why?" The blue eyes smiled warmly at her as she stood up and moved in front of him. Mocha eyes studying the blue color looking back at her, nothing but happy. No idea of what had happened to him or how upset he had been a few days ago.
"I am so happy your here Jim." She watched him frown confused as she gently ran her hand onto his arm before suddenly attaching to him.
"Mel?" His eyes snapped at Gene who looked slightly shocked, but they both had seemed fine when he came in there. "What' the matter with you?" He grinned happy as hell. "Where else would I be? Course I am fine." She gave him a weak smile as she looked up trying to relax. Letting her hands trail down his arms softly as he stood there. Hard and firm, just as he did before everything happened.
"Sorry I..." He smiled softly at she simply stopped talking before offering an -it-s fine- shrug. Gently squeezing the portion of her hands still clinging to him.
"Sure I can have the cake?" He flashed her a lop sided grin as she nodded, Gene just grinning happily as he looked over. Yeah, he didn't want to know what they were doing down here to act so wacked and happy to see *him* of all people. "K." He grabbed the cake, sprite, and forks starting for the stairs.
"Jim I put your laundry on the dryer!" He grinned at Mel as she sat down calmly before turning around to yell back at Jim. Smiling at the -Okaay!- that called back with footsteps heading up the stairs.
"He's fine." She glanced up at Gene smile. "Don't confuse him." He flashed her a small look, Jim was smart and she nodded immediately.
"Sorry I...but you didn't see him when....you were at Heighfong." He watched her face call upset. No, that's right, he hadn't seen Jim then. He had left him with two girls, only to come back and have him play that mind game.
"I know." He frowned, he could only imagine the stuff Jim probably said or did. Because he was smart, and bitter. "He didn't mean it Mel." He flashed her a lop side grin as he grabbed some of the chocolate cake and started chewing. Mocha eyes smiling at him, and Jim. Both of them happy as hell with the chocolate pastry. If they only knew it was a box cake.
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He frowned as he walked back in to the darkened room, watching Daniella jump. "I would have knocked." She smiled at his full arms immediately, quickly heading to the edge of the bed as she pulled her tank top lower. "You Alright?" He frowned concerned as he caught her small wince. Green eyes freezing for a small moment before reaching towards Mel's box recipe. She was starving. She hadn't eaten anything all day. She had just been stayed with Jim, then she feel asleep, then he came to and well...now she was finally getting food. He watched her start eating, thin figure sitting lightly on the bed, chewing.
"Sorry." He mumbled watching her look at him as she chewed. "I.." He gave an apologizing shrug for getting a little rough before. Relaxing as she shook her head with a -don't be ridiculous, it's not your fault- expression. "Is there anything I can do?" He frowned watching her.
'No." She swallowed hard. "After I stuff my face, I want to take a shower." She gave him a wide smile. "Then I should probably go home."
He made a face. "You can't stay?"
"I should probably go." She shrugged, usually she stayed for three or four days at a time. This visit she had been there for about five days straight. But he couldn't remember that.
"Why now?" He made a face sinking into the bed more. "You just got here?"
"Yeah I know but..." She trailed for of an excuse. "My mom was really acting up so I told her I would come home." He nodded disappointed. Running a hand against her thigh from where she sat and he laid back in the sheets.
"Sure." He grinned watching her smile. Leaning down and rubbing her face into his neck and cheek sweetly.
"I love you." She smiled warmly as she felt him grab her. Hugging her tight. "I will come back tomorrow." He was satisfied with all of this, even if she did have to go home. "That was the best I 've ever had Jim." She gave him a sly smile as she sat up. Watching the blue eyes under her slowly spread a lop sided grin. Thrilled it could do something right. "Is Gene downstairs?" She made a face as he nodded. Running down the hall dressed like she was wouldn't really be too fun if Gene was just lounging on the couch. I mine as well stop and dance for him to, she thought sarcastically.
"He's in the kitchen with Mel." Jim started talking again, tickling her softly. "She was really weird when I went down. Wanted to know...na forget it." He grinned shaking his head no as she kept her eyes locked on him. Mel had been really concerned when he dropped into the coma.
"I am going to go take a shower." He only chewed and nodded as she got up. Slowly sliding off the bed with a small quiet cringe-that he caught.
"You ok?" He sat up fast, frowning concerned. Watching her nod as she walk gingerly towards the door. Man he had opened her up. Green eyes opening it before looking back at him.
"Sit." She snapped as he stood up and started coming at her to help. Blue eyes stopping with her command and merely standing there. "I am fine." She sighed before washing a satisfied, mischievous smile over her face. "Congratulations Jim." He raised his eyebrows. "Your the biggest thing I've ever *heard* of." She was out the door in a flash. Quickly sprinting to the bathroom in pink underwear and a white tank top. Holding her skirt, bra, jewelry and sneakers. Blue eyes still fixed on the door she shut behind her. Swallowing slowly as a grin started building. Biggest thing she had ever * heard* of. Not seen or felt. *Heard* of. He laughed falling back into the sheets, grabbing a handful of the cake. If Gene did decide to wonder off with Mel after Danny left. The plan was to lay horizontal across the bed. Sleep. Cake there so he could eat the rest for breakfast.
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He sighed heavily, letting the cool water run through his blonde hair as he stood in the shower. Enjoying the colder water now that the hot had run out, but it was still early mourning. His stomach full of cake.
"Jim?" He frowned at the outlaws voice as the bathroom door opened slightly. Blue eyes opening to look at the inside of the white shower curtain around him.
"Yeah!?" He called back over the water, turning the pressure down some to hear as he moved out from under it.
"I'm going down to..." He frowned listeningg to Gene sigh hard and annoyed. "I've got to go down and see Judith! I'll be gone for some hour keep an eye on the phone for me." He grinned under the water, he didn't hear that phrase coming.
"Yeah what about Mel!?" He chuckled, hearing the small choke of a laugh as the door shut. "Gene!?" Did Gene really just leave and not answer about Mel? Not one word to keep an eye on her?
"Yeah her too." he frowned at the deep scarred voice that sounded as thought it were leaning into the wall by the sink. "Listen." He sighed heavily. Judith didn't know anything about what he had done. Yeah ok he was going to tell her. Of course he had to tell her or she'd probably be the one to give it away. His mind racing for a reason Judith was going to want to see Jim later today. An excuse for the appointment. "Listen at the party.." He flashed a sly grin to the white shower curtain and running water. "You drank this new mix."
He scowled a sigh, almost a grunt rinsing soap from his hair. "Gene just get out and I'll come out and talk to you!" Gene's bored face just lazily watching the curtain. He wasn't going to go through this while Jim would have the option of walking out. Now was a good time.
"You want Mel to hear this?" He frowned annoyed listening to the growl.
"Get out." Jim was frowning at him from behind the curtain as the water shut off.
"This stuff you drank made you sick. It scared the shit out of me." He grinned as the curtain pulled back to the blonde hair. Towel around its waiste frowning at him.
"I don't remember any of this Gene." Jim shook his head, throwing a skeptical expression. That didn't sound like him.
Gene shrugged. "You got smashed." Jim made a face. That didn't sound like him either. "Look you got a little wasted, and had some fun. Right-"
"-When?" The blue eyes frowned pulling a t-shirt on.
"About a week ago." He tried to say it as casually as he could, but Jim perked up immediately.
"What did you just say!? Over A Week!" The blue eyes widened taken back by his statement.
"You were sick for four, few.some days, then slept for most of the rest." Jim was still staring at him, thinking through this.
"You let me drink this?!" The blue eyes squint up accusingly. "*What* party was this?! Where? Who's was it!?" Jim sounded mad. He never would have gone to a party like this, it had to be Gene's doing!? Why the hell would he have gone!? Or Drank that!?
"Jim your telling me you don't remember anything?" He shot a supposed frown at the blonde hair he was lying to. "Don't remember anything?!" He shot it again, trying not to laugh as he faked baffled look. Blue eyes just frowning at him. "Alright well look. We got wasted and you drank this shit that made you sick. Judith saw you and..."
"I saw Judith!?" The blue eyes did a fast blink. He hadn't *seen* her, seen her, in some five years. ".Well how is she? What did she have to say? Why did I see her? Gene this sounds.." Jim skeptically shook no again, spitting questions. His dark eyes slumped to a dull frown. This was going to be harder then he thought.
"I already told you, because you were sick. The solution through off you digestion and messed up your intestines some." He shrugged watching Jim continue to a fast wide eyed look of confused concern. He should have remembered some of this!? "So Judith saw you, gave you some type of sedative and knocked you out for about three days...four, five days." He shrugged if he kept randomly spitting numbers Jim was bound to get pissed. "So.she wants to see you again today."
"Gene." Jim spit his name calmly, staring at him as it tried to take all this in. Danny hadn't said anything about this either. "What exactly did it do to my intestines?" The blonde frowned mad. "What the hell are you talking about I...." Jim's glare dropped, unsure of what it was arguing about. Or how to argue it. Strong body sighing hard as it shift it's weight for a moment rubbing its eyes.
"Don't worry yourself about it. Your fine, it hardly hurt you." He grinned lightly Jim just scowled irritated. "Would you have rather Mel told you this?" The blue eyes gave his comment a quick squint as they started putting pants on. "She doesn't know to much about the party, cause I didn't tell her." He flashed a lop sided grin. "Neither does Danny, but I managed to cover both our asses which is more then I can say for you." He watched Jim frown as he shot a finger at it. Biting his tongue so he wouldn't laugh, even though this was hard, Jim was hysterical.
"What the hell did you do to make me go with you!?" Jim threw the sink wash cloth at him, frowning. It never would have gone to *that* type of party. What the hell!?
"Don't look at me." He grinned. "I didn't put a gun to your head." He chuckled watching the Jim just sigh heavily. Looking irritated but utterly confused.
"Well...well." The light hand made small movement. "How are we? What are we doing financially? Gene...I had an engine I had to fix. And what about you?!" The blue eyes frowned, an annoyed gesture nodding at him. "What did that thing say about your blood huh?"
He frowned glancing away. "Nothing. That's why I have go now." He grit his teeth as he spoke, Jim slowly nodding. "Look you got to drive down in about a half an hour...alright?" He cocked an eyebrow slowly, watching Jim cocking one back at him. Watching his surprised fast blink as it smiled, then nodded at him.
"Yeah fine. Go. I'll be there in a half an hour." He uncrossed his arms pushing off the wall giving Jim a squint. Blonde hair laughing at him softly as he shut the door behind him. Idiot.
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He sighed lightly as he walked out of the bathroom. Grinning as he looked over the banister, listening to Daniella's familiar voice say she'd -be fine and so would the pie- Melfina nodded and left to the market. He grinned, heading down the stairs quickly. Watching the small jean skirt and a button up white scrunch shirt just walk into the kitchen and bend over, looking into the oven. He grinned watching her, slowly sneaking over as she repeatedly pressing the button to turn on the inside light. His face grinning hard at the -stupid oven- she muttered. Standing up and sighing hard, reaching for the pot holder.
"Ah!" She squeaked as he grabbed her arms, sneak attack success. She giggled after her fast jolt, smelling his strong soap and shampoo from behind. "Jim you idiot." She sighed heavily, listening to his laugh as she turned around to look at her. Blue eyes studying her outfit and thin figure as he grinned at her, watching her just raise her eyebrows.
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His dark eyes were a bored slump under his unruly red hair as he hit the blinker and took a right. Stupid Jim, asking all those questions. The sooner Jim shut up the better. He growled, who knew what Judith was going to say to this. Though he doubted she would do anything legal about them having something so *illegal*. Never mind him feeding it to Jim with out tell him what it..."Ahhh" He growled out loud, damnt he forgot that stupid blood thing she gave him last time. As if testing his blood again was going to do anything helpful. He scowled slowing down and turning around. Glaring ahead annoyed as he started back towards the warehouse to get it, if he moved fast enough maybe he wouldn't be late.
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He grinned at her smooth affectionate hmm as he continued kissing her. Daniella's back against the refrigerator, shirt unbuttoned as his hand ran inside her bra massaging. Stronger tongue digging away at her mouth and lips. Sucking and pulling as he pressed into her in slow rocking motions before stopping. Watching her breath in deeply as he pulled out of her mouth. Her green eyes sighing heavily as she smiled getting air. "Jim." She frowned "We're in the middle of your kitchen."
"I know." He grinned
"Your doors are unlocked." She mumbled her protest as she looked around at the windows and doors to the sounds of him undoing his pants.
"I know." He grinned wider, shoving his jeans and boxers down, his t-shirt covering everything as he came back at her.
"What are you crazy!?" She spit her fast whisper at him as she felt him shift his weight in front of her. He didn't look like he was playing around anymore, he looked serious. Blonde hair cocking a sly grin at her as he spread his legs lightly, keeping his pants from falling down as he ran a hand back up to her chest. Her face slightly concerned and slightly distracted as he buried his face in her shirt loving into her with his tongue. Grabbing her around the waist and jerking her up slightly. "Jim! Are you nuts! Against your." She trailed at his nodding as his mouth ran back over some of her sensitive chest. Her weigh sinking into him, straddling his hips as he leaned off her. She tightened her legs to hand on with a soft hum.
"Ahh." She moaned, tilting her head back into the fridge as she felt him shift his weight again. Spreading his legs more to hang onto her. Thin hands running into his blonde hair, holding his head as she pushed her hips back to his force rubbing her into the fridge.
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He growled slamming the car door annoyed. Ok now he would probably be late because he traffic was a bitch getting her and he could sure as hell bet it would be a bitch going back. "Damnt" He frowned grabbing the front door and ripping it open annoyed. Stopping dead at directly-ahead-of-him-sight in the kitchen. "Well that's something I don't see a lot." He grinned dropping his gaze as he slowly shut the door and started towards the bathroom. Ignoring the sight of Jim pressing Daniella into the fridge, lets spread, jeans next to falling off as her thin legs rapped around his waist. Soft feminine moans responding to his quick pumps and fast tempo. He grinned, there was no reason to disturb them. He grabbed the useless box and crap along the side of the bathroom sink to a loud -AHHH JJIIIM!!- from the kitchen. His eyes flicked up at the mirror, this was a switch. Maybe Jim really would come out and party with him after all. Since he could remember Jim had been against it. His dark eyes glancing back down at the box he was filling with pieces. He remembered all right, man was that funny now.
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"How much would we save if we ate cereal for every meal?" He grinned lightly looking at the eight year old blonde hair in front of him chewing over the bowl of cocoa puffs.
"Is the cereal on sale or not on sale when we buy it." Jim spoke chewing, watching him think.
"Do them both, first on sale, then not on sale." He grinned lightly watching Jim nod, computing. Working numbers in it's head.
"We're not going to save anything." The blonde hair shook no watching him frown.
"What? Why not? Cereal is the cheapest thing we buy." He made a face spooning more into his mouth.
"Yeah well, you eat to much of it. We need to eat a lot to be full so it's not worth it Gene." Jim shook his head, watching him just squint from over his sixth bowl. Jim was on his fourth. "Gene do humans have a scientific name?" The blue eyes sighed leaning into the table as they reached for the box. Watching the un-entertained dark eyes just look at him.
"What is that? That weird name that sounds like gibberish everything has?" He cocked an eyebrow, watching Jim nod. "Beats the hell out of me." He shrugged lightly watching Jim fiddle with the small pocket knife it had. "Where'd you get that?" He grinned at the blue eyes that looked up at him chewing from where it was reading off the cereal box.
"Danny gave it to me." The blue eyes smiled at is softly as they wiggled it in their fingers. "I can't do anything with it though.to weak a blade." He shrugged, his black shirt and jeans lounging at the table now, six bowls might be enough.
"Well you didn't take it apart." He grinned watching Jim shrug, but Jim *hadn't* taken it apart because it was a present and he liked it because it was from Danniella. "Did you give her anything back?" He cocked an eyebrow as Jim shook no.
"What do I have she would want?" Jim shot him a dull look before glancing back at the box. "Did you know this is good for pregnant women?" Jim sighed, sliding the box back into the kitchen table. "How come they say pregnant women? Don't you think humans would be better off if they were born in eggs rather than from stomachs?"
He grinned, lughing as he stood up with the cereal box and his bowl. "It wouldn't be half as fun that way." He grinned slyly, watching the Jim just look at him. Clueless to his comment. "Besides, then we'd have to watch them, or sit on them to make them hatch." He chuckled with his shrug.
"Other animals have their young in eggs. Most of the species around here do it." He frowned at Gene as the scarred face just kept studying him.
"We're not animals Jim. We're mammals."
"I know that." Jim frowned at him insulted. "I think it would be more practical Gene. Easier."
"What do *you* know about easier?" He grinned at the blonde hair watching it shrug. "You know where babies come from don't you?" He cocked an eyebrow. Slowly dawning on the conclusion if no one told Jim when he was four it was going to be his job.
"Yes." The blue eyes frowned, but they didn't blush so it was a no. "Girls." Jim looked up at him, watching his face slump. "What's wrong Gene?" Confused blue eyes watching his irritated slump.
"Yeah well, you want to know?" Say no kid. Say no!
"Sure." Jim shrugged, looking back down at the knife. "Is it interesting cause I don't want to listen if you just going to waste my time Gene." The blonde hair sighed at him. Watching him frown, but this looked more interesting since Gene wasn't contributing any information yet. Or blabbering like a moron with a sly expression that would tease him.
"Well.How bad do you want to know?" He frowned irritated, no one said he had to get stuck with this kind of crap.
"Duh Gene, just spit it out." Jim ginned at him, watching him nod to follow as he started for the living room. Listening to Jim quickly fill his mouth with food before fallowing. "Where are we going?" The blue eyes chewed a slurred question watching him point at the couch.
"Your going to learn about this now so I *never* have to do it again." Gene shot him a look, watching him just flash a skeptical expression.
"Eggs would be more efficient Gene." The blue eyes nodded at their own comment as they watched him pull a video out from behind the tv and put it in.
"Sit down." The dark eyes glanced back at him, watching the red shirt and beige kakis just sit down. Blue eyes watching him as he came over with the remote. "It's only a half an hour."
Jim looked up at him with a slight frown. "What is it?" Moving over more as he slouched into the cushion before giving him a look as he slung his arm around the thin shoulders with a grin. Dragging Jim to his side and hanging on so he couldn't try to get away.
"It's a.a documentary." He hit the power, fast forwarding through all the porn advertisements and some of the beginning talk before pressing play as the smooth taking Spanish guy starting undressing the younger green haired model he shoved into the bed.
"You Liar!" Jim growled immediately, shoving him annoyed as it blushed at the dirty movie. Quickly trying to get off the couch as he yanked it back.
"Shut up and sit." He growled annoyed watching the wide blue eyes look at the screen as the girls breasts came into view. Spanish hands working on her jeans and pulling them off and she fought weakly. Supposedly trying to get away as he held her down, but so infatuated with getting his sex she couldn't. He glanced down at Jim, growling at the blue eyes that were looking off towards the couch. "Come on." He nudged the red t-shirt a little. "Look" Jim glanced up slightly, blue eyes hiding under the blonde hair. Wiggling as he grabbed the underneath of the small chin and pulled it up.
"Ahh get off me!" Jim growled wiggling around. Shoving at him as he straightened the smaller head up forcing it to look at the screen as he held it firm. Wide blue eyes listening to the feminine giggling as her pants were pulled off and her hands were tied up. She wasn't wearing any underwear. "Aaa geeeez." He glanced down at the small mumble, watching the blue eyes look down as the camera gave a full shot of the nude female body.
"Hey wears your pocket knife?" He flashed a grin at the blonde hair looking away. Watching the blue eyes snap back up as he made his threat clear. Light face frowning upset at the moaning of the feminine legs as the Spanish fingers inserted into her. Dark eyes watching the blonde hair lean into him more. Shrinking into his side upset by the video and shaking slightly as he frowned. Now he was going to answer all questions and this tape was going to do it for him. His hit fast forward as Jim curled directly into his chest to escape the screen. "Come on it's not so bad." He flashed a grin nudging the loose shirt that wasn't moving.
"Turn it off." The blue eyes frowned as they looked into the side of his shirt. "I don't want to see that." His sighed a soft smile at the inexperience below him as he eyed the pockets to the small pair of kakis. Letting his scarred fingers slowly inch towards the pocket knife that was sticking out of one before yanking it away. "AH! GENE!" The blue eyes snapped at him, reaching for it fast as it was swallowed inside his larger scarred hand.
"Look." He frowned at the concerned and tense face watching him. "I don't have any practice giving directions, and I don't know what to do with you." Jim's eyes stayed locked on his, frowning slightly. "Now you want Iris to tell you what else is going to happen on this tape?" He cocked an eyebrow at the light face.
"She saw it too!?" Jim yanked at part of his shirt with the astounded outburst, and he smiled at the naive eyes baffled Iris would have watched this.
"No she hadn't seen it." He chuckled lightly at the light features that just fell to a confused expression. "But she knows what's going to happen because that's how babies are made. Know you got two choices." He watched the blue eyes give him a groaning expression. "You can sit here and watch this with me. Or Iris's is going to give you directions." He watched the light face blush hard at the thought of Iris telling, or showing him stuff like that. "Ok?"
"But." The blonde hair shook no at him before the blue eyes looked back up. "I don't want to watch this Gene. I really don't want to watch this. Can't.can'tyoujusttellmeinstead."
"What?" He frowned at the mile long mumble that was supposed to be a question.maybe. His features becoming patient as Jim's face sunk a little harder, staring down at the couch shaking slightly. "Look Jim there are two ways to do things like this." He motioned at the tv with the remote as the blue eyes stole a *quick* side glance at him. "Fun ways and not fun ways. It's supposed to be fun.for most.most people it usually is ok. When you do it again it will be fun that time. Now.you want Iris to-"
"-No! I'll..watch it." The blonde hair spit his mumble, roughly slouching back down and looking at the screen upset before bolting up fast as its pocket knife was thrown onto the coffee table.
"Sit." His hand snapped at the thin chest. Pressing it back into the couch as it bolted forward.
"Hey GENE!" Jim screamed at him as he pulled his blaster out and aimed it at the knife.
"I am going to shot it if you lie and just say you'll watch." He stated his threat calm and simple. He probably wouldn't shoot it but the blonde hair nodding a fast yes didn't know that. "Now you don't have to pay attention to what she does, cause you don't have to do any of that." He watched the upset blue eyes look at the screen as he hit play. Blonde hair blinking hard as he told him it was going to be expected to do these things. Blue eyes sitting wide eyed and mouth open slightly as they watched the dark Spanish skin and moaning green hair perform on screen before pausing for oral pleasure until he did her on all fours again, and then again up the ass until the half an hour ran out. His calm face yawning as he half- watched lazily aiming the gun before flicking the tv off and glancing down at the blonde hair and upset features looking down. "Sorry if that killed you." He sighed, feeling guilty as he slapped the small shoulder gently. The kid had to know.
"How come..." His dark eyes frowned at the small mumble. AHh god!! Jim was going to ask questions!?! "How come that guy didn't listen to her when she said stop?" The blue eyes looked up at him upset. "And when she said no?" His frowned gently-jeez. How was he supposed to explain it was put in to make people horny by letting them think about breaking rules and laws like that.
"It was just for show. In reality he should, would have listened." He shrugged lightly.
"You would listen?" The blue eyes frowned upset at him. "If one of the girls you brought home said that?" He frowned.
"Not necessarily." He shrugged. "Some of them say that, and then like it." He shrugged before frowning. He probably shouldn't have just said that to an eight year old. Jim looked horrified.
"But.if-if they like it or-or not your supposed to stop!.Right!?" The wide blue eyes did a fast blink. "What if I said no to something! Your going to stop right?!" The blue eyes frowned watching him sigh..
"Yeah probably Jim. That's different." He flashed a sly grin. "We don't do that stuff."
"Ah SHUT UP!" Jim screamed at him frowning, blushing hard as it moved back into the couch upset. "I don't want to hear probably! YES! You say YES!" The blonde hair yelled at him, pulling away to the other side of the couch a nerved by the video and the rough way that man had treated the thin girl. Shoving her around and holding her down while he took her clothes before doing things to her she asked him to stop to before...The blonde hair shook it's head trying to erase the images. Dark eyes watching, feeling guilty, but what else was he supposed to do? He couldn't just sit down and explain step by step that was insane! Jim never would have listened anyway! He would have had to hold the kid down! Jim never would have believed it, he never could have said it!. "Ah Take it out!" The blue eyes glared at him as they flicked up. Light hand pointing at the tv, telling him to get rid of the tape. He lazily glanced over at it before getting up and ripping out the video, looking back at the blonde hair leaning into the couch. "Do you do that to the girls you bring home?" The blue eyes frowned upset at him. "Is that why you...don't..." Jim trailed lightly looking up at him for an answer. He wasn't going to lie and say no, they were in the bedroom playing cards when he sent Jim outside. Or made him go do something close enough he wasn't in any danger, but far enough away he couldn't really hear what was going on. He nodded. "They don't mind that?" Jim frowned upset, watching him through a reassuring sly smile.
"Na." He shook his head watching Jim frown as though he had invented sex and then mass produced tapes like that just to spite him. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He grinned, chuckling hard at the blue eyes glaring at him from underneath the blonde hair. "Jim most of that was for show alright? Don't get so worked up about it." He chuckled lightly, taking a step forward before stopping as Jim started shaking no. That was unnatural, that was weird. That poor girl was screaming and the guy didn't stop...doing that stuff. "Gene do I have to...do that?" The blue eyes frowned upset at him watching him shrug.
"What, you don't want to?" He shot a baffled look at the blonde hair shaking no. He wanted to do that, why shouldn't Jim want to do it too? ".....(silence).......At all?" He made a more confused face as the blonde continued shaking no. Blue eyes frowning confused as to why Gene would ever want to do that. Take all your clothes off in front of another person and then touch all that grossness. "Well stop looking like your going to die damnt." He frowned at the blonde that looked like it would just pass out. "You don't *have* to do it, not now anyway." He shrugged, grinning at the light face that just shoved him as he walked over. Blue eyes still mad at him for making him look at that. "That answer your questions?" He grinned watching the light hand rip the pocket knife from his grasp as he offered it.
"Shut up, I hated it!" Jim growled at him, stomping towards the kitchen disturbed but informed. His calm face watching before remembering-oh yeah. He snapped, grabbing the small arm and jerking Jim around to him. Watching the blue eyes widen up at him after choking a small sound, unsure of what he wanted.
"You never forget." He shot a stern finger into the small face watching it jump. "When you do that." He pointed over to the blank tv screen watching Jim just start tensing and frowning. "You always wear protection" He shook the thin arm with his nod to enforce this, drive it home all the way. "Always alright? Don't ever forget to protect yourself." Jim started nodding immediately as he raised his eyebrows for confirmation. Thin arm in his wiggling slightly asking to leave as he gently ran a hand through the blonde hair before letting it go. Blonde hair still nodding unsteadily at him as it took a step back. What ever that meant that was what it would do, or at least what Jim would say he'd do so he could get away from the tv, and Gene for a while. "Alright good." Gene smiled standing up and lazily crossing arms over the scarred chest satisfied. Chuckling lightly at the blonde hair that started lazily strolling for the kitchen before bolting for it and out the back door. He chuckled, to bad he didn't catch that on tape or something. It would have been hysterical to show Jim later.
