Chapter Twelve Part Three
Miss. Two Percent
DivineAngel
He yawned, dark eyes closed as the wind continued to whip through his unruly hair. Scarred form lounging in the back seat, lazily relaxing as the car swerved for a moment. His dark eyes opening as he looked down at the tissues he pulled off the one side of his face. His cut had stopped bleeding, so had his lip and nose, as well as the small scratch on his right arm. Everything else was just small bruises and scrapes. He glanced up at Jim's driving as the car took another small swerve. Light hands gripping the wheel tightly. Ahh Jim was probably still irked about something with all the blasted thinking he did. His scarred face grinned, they should do that more often. It felt great, and he knew Jim felt it to, it was a great stress reliever. "Hey." He frowned, calling up to the front as the car swerved wide this time.
"Gene?"
"Hmm?" He sighed, eyes closed as he lounged back into the seat as Jim spoke. The tone just casually running over him to see if he was awake
"Take the wheel."
He frowned. "I am relaxing." TShe smooth leather, the soft motion, the sound of the wind. This was nice, and he didn't even have to look at the morons in the other cars the way he was laying.
"Gene!" Jim snapped at him as the car took another swerve. His dark eyes sitting up and reaching over Jim's shoulder. Taking the wheel as the light hands dropped off to a heavy sigh. "Switch. Get up here and drive." The blue eyes exhaled heavily, closing for a moment as he watched the road while Jim still worked the petals. Light hand shoving him away slightly as he ran his hand into the blond strands. Moving them so he could see Jim's face easier. Jim was sweating bullets.
"Hey?" He frowned looking at the pale light face sitting still as cold clear trickles of sweat ran down it. "Hit the breaks." He growled l feeling the car rapidly slow. Giving him the opportunity to quickly hop over the seat to the front. The car behind them jumping at the opportunity to honk as loud and annoying as possible.
"Ahh get off me." Jim scowled at him annoyed as he tried to take control of the car.
"Then move! What do you expect me to do drive from the passengers side!?" He shot a concerned, irritated, expression at the blonde hair leaning forward a tiny bit "Jim." He frowned, watching the blue eyes close slowly, slumping forward into his arm. "HIT THE BREAK!" He screamed watching Jim's fast jerk slam the car to a dead stop as the break peddle jammed down. "Gas, not a lot." he ordered turning the wheel to the left and pulling over, shifting the car into park before moving fast. The honking cars whizzing past them, glad they were off the road as he shoved the passenger side door out and moved around the car. Watching Jim intently as he came around yanking the driver door open. Blue eyes looking up at him slowly. Moving in sluggish groggy movements as it slowly got up.
"Aaa." Jim groaned slowly standing up. His dark eyes frowning at the light hand that snapped at his for balance and he grabbed back. "Ahh I feel like I am gonna...gonna pass out Gene." The blue eyes slumped into him slightly, feeling his scarred chest frown heavily, trying to think why.
"Yeah it's alright." He looked down at the disoriented blonde hair, pulling it with him slowly as he took a step back, opening the back door. "Come on, I am gonna drive now. You relax." He grinned weakly at the blue eyes that closed to unsteady nodding. Green t-shirt slumping into the back seat with a low moan, as he shut the door. Watching the incoherent blonde hair lie down before staying still. His dark eyes getting into the drivers seat and humming the car to life. Listening to the fast honking behind him as he swerved back out into the road. "HEY BLAST YOU!" He frowned at the annoyed man giving him the finger as the green car moved past honking. He grit his teeth annoyed before glancing back at Jim who was shaking unsteadily in the back seat. "You take any drugs I don't know about?" He frowned listening to the shaky -no- come back to him. "Come on Jim think. Drink anything? Eat anything? Should I be worried blast it!?" He frowned, yelling back as Jim made a few fast jerks while trying to lay still. Breathing unsteadily through sharp fast grunts. That was about the strongest -yes- he could think of. "Jim?!" The blue eyes move to look at him slightly. "What do you know about Zinc?" He frowned, that had to be it. Even though the drug was no longer working, it must still be in his system. AHh who would have thought it would still be in him!?, his mind frowned.
"Just that...just that...I need it and drinking so much makes you loose minerals."
"What?" He frowned into the rear view mirror, as Jim mumbled at him. "How come you never told *me* that?" He made a face.
"You wouldn't have listened to me." He frowned, Jim was right. He wasn't going to drink less beer now that he knew he was loosing minerals.
"Yeah right. What foods?..? He glanced back, switching lanes. Throwing a frown at Jim's closed blue eyes. "Did you eat any?"
"I dooon't know, probably." Jim groaned at him. What the hell was so important about zinc all of a sudden! "No. Ah. Yes! Yes I had an egg, and cereal and milk. Okaay!?" Jim's ground sounded sick and annoyed. Shifting slightly annoyed with him as cold beads of sweat still running off him as he shook.
"What! Cereal!?" He made a face. "Zinc's in that!?" He turned around, glancing at Jim as though the patented fact would be printed across the slight forehead. Jim didn't look so good.
"Ahh it's in a lot of things. Everything with proteins has it." Jim groaned at him, gripping the seat tight as the car came to a jolting stop. His dark eyes frowning down at it as he ripped open the car door.
"Come on, get out." He flashed a small grin, motioning for Jim to come with his gentle tone. Blue eyes focusing hard on sitting up before moaning heavily as it succeeded. Light hands shaking hard as they reached for the door feeling the him reach in and gently pull Jim up letting him stand. "Hey relax. Just relax." He grinned looking at the concerned closed blue eyes, confused to hell as to why all of a sudden all their muscles hurt and they couldn't move well. He grabbed one of Jims arms and pulled it around the back of his neck. Jim was a lot heavier then he looked, and fighting to stay still feeling sick it was like carting bricks.
"Hey there." His dark eyes snapped up at the foreign voice. Ruff sixteen year old brown hair leaning into their front door. Giving them both a smug dirty grin before spitting onto the concrete at their feet. "Do you know how long I have been looking for him?" The brown eyes nodded towards Jim and his confused. irritated -who the hell is this kid at my door- expression dropped to a -I am not dealing with this…at all- frown.. The kid gave him another grin shrugging off the door and standing up. Bony arms slinging to the ragging form, like it thought it was the hottest shit there everyway, cocking its eyebrows at him. "He…looks better since he threw up all your seeds buddy."
He snapped, dark eyes widening fast. Blast it! How did this...kid know about what happened! "Right." He grinned yanking his blaster up fast. Watching part of the cement blast away to nothing as he fired. Brown eyes leaning off the doorway more alarmed now, watching him cautiously as the gun raised. "Why don't you just come in with us. We're going to have a little chat." He eyed the brown color that just glared at him as though edgy. No doubt if he thought Jim was puking up his seeds he would be. Those brown eyes were watching him with a furious but concerned expression as he shuffled forward, bringing Jim's unconscious form with him.
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"Daniella?" Mel smiled to herself, gently knocking on the bathroom door before gently opening it a crack. "Are you feeling better?" Daniella smiled softly, gently sitting on the edge of the tub in a tank top and underwear. "Did you use the cream?" The green eyes nodded again, letting out a soft sight and brighter smile.
"Yeah but…I am still so sore Mel." She only sighed as Daniella stood up, slowly walking to the sink and grabbing the small container of cream she'd given her. She kept that handy for when Gene got…well, created. "Are you going somewhere? Danny gave her a soft frown noticing her light jacket and she nodded..
"Yeah I am just going to run out for a little bit. I can't bake anything with out butter." Daniella looked amused now, nodding.. "Gene's supposed to be home in about an hour or so I want to be back by then. I'll call up when I get back."
"Alright bye." She smiled softly, as Mel left. Her green eyes dropping back to the sweet scented oiled water. In about ten minutes the aspirin would be working and so would the cream, and the still lasting effect Jim had left between her legs would fade. She frowned, unless he thought he was getting more when he got home.
"Ahh." She sighed out loud, reaching for the bottom of her shirt before frowning at the loud bang from downstairs. Almost as if the front door was kicked in. "Mel?!" She frowned, yelling at back of the closed bathroom door. Pressing her ear to it before remaining quiet at the sound of a hard unfamiliar voice. Her green eyes widening slightly. She was alone, in a bathroom, with no weapon, and there was some guy who's voice she didn't recognize downstairs.
"Back up." He growled, watching the brown hair back up lazily as the weapon aimed at it from where he had just kicked in the front door. "You got something with him?" He cocked an eye at the kid with brown hair giving him an ugly look. "You gonna try and settle it while he can't stand?" He growled, watching the brown eyes just continue to glare at him. "Up the stairs." He growled pointing towards the stairs with the blaster barrel. How inconvenient. What a mess. His strong blaster aiming at the kid who slowly started walking backwards up the stairs. Hands raised in front of the dirty chest as he glanced back at Jim who suddenly jerked and tightly gripped his chest. "Look, I don't have anything with you. So relax." He sighed sliding the blaster slowly back into his belt. "If your hungry grab something to eat, but there are two women in this house somewhere and you better not go near them." He threw a sly grin at the nervous kid eyeing him. Opening the bedroom door slowly and nodding for the kid to fallow. Jim's weight was straining the left side of his body to a slouch and he literally couldn't wait to put him down.
"Ahh AH!" He could have jumped out of his skin with Jim's sudden scream. Quickly dragging Jim's weight to the best and shoving the light chest to it as gently as he could. Jim's chest was heaving far to fast to be normal, and there were droplets of cold sweat all over the light face. He was fighting how concerned he felt when Jim's teeth grit and the light trembles constantly shaking his partners body increased. "Ahrrr Ahrrrm." Deep groaning moans running from Jim's throat as the shaking got violent and he grabbed Jim's arms before he realized it.
"Shit." He frowned, Jim was having minor convulsions, thinner firm body jerking as he started holding it down. It was reacting to the zinc that was invading with the drug pumping through its system. He watched Jim's eyes close underneath him, the blue color just subsiding to another moan and stronger jerks. He pulled himself ontop of Jim quickly as the smaller back arched. The baggy jeans under him kicking as though frustrated and he started gritting his teeth as well. Jim was stronger than he looked, hard as hell to hold down. His mind was swarming as he gripped his younger partner tighter. What if the zinc destroyed the effects of the drug? In some odd minutes was Jim going to remember everything and know what had happen? Would he forget they had tried to drug it out of him? Or would he know, know what they had done. "AHMMMM MMM." Jim jerked hard as he looked down, a slamming door from somewhere down the hall adding *one* more thing to his mind as he lay directly on top of the loose green shirt and baggy jeans. Restraining the violent motions.
"Gene!" He heard his name snap from behind him, but he didn't move. Daniella suddenly bursting into the room in her small white stretch tank top and jean skirt. "What are you doing to him GENE?!" she screamed panicked. Ripping her eyes from the ragged brown hair that had made her stop dead. The kid was no one she had seen or met before. Seemed dirty, lost, and made her cautious at the introduction of a foreign person who looked more or less like they really shouldn't be there, but Jim's groaning was more distracting. She dropped the odd sense of dejavu the kid gave her as she snapped her eyes to the yellow cape of the outlaw, and the portion of Jim's body she could see underneath. Quickly confused and panicked why Jim sounded hurt, and why Gene was on top of him. "Gene!?" She almost squeaked racing around the side of the bed and climbing up towards their heads, looking down at the jammed blue eyes and Gene who looked up at her.
"Kiss him!" She jumped at Gene's yell. "Kiss his forehead blast it." He growled his voice strained as he fought to hold down the next to equal strength under him. His face sighing heavily as he felt the hard motions easing. The hard sounds from Jim's throat subsiding slightly to random intervolved jerks as Jim calmed. Daniella leaning over, kissing the light forehead of the non responsive blonde hair. "How warm is he?" He frowned concerned watching her pull back.
"He's freezing. Gene he's cold." She frowned down at him, as if he should have known this. Watching him move as she shoved him. His scarred hands releasing the blonde hair as he pulled back now that it had relaxed. Watching her crawl over Jim and run her hands onto his face. Green eyes looking over the closed blue and blonde hair before trailing her hands to his chest. His dark eyes watching her investigate the heavy breathing noise with a concerned expression. "What...what happened?" Her eyes snapped up at him worried. "Why is he? Where did he get these?" She frowned at him at the shrug explanation he offered for the cuts their fighting had caused.
"We...had some car trouble." He grinned at her confused face. "This I think this is a reaction to some zinc." He watched her scrunch her nose baffled and simply slid further onto Jim. Crouching over the strong chest and light fatigued face she held with each hand to keep still as she looked at the closed blue eyes three inches from her own. "The drug can't be mixed with zinc. He said he ate it this mourning." He frowned, watching her listen but ignore him. Fully consumed in whispering to Jim, and only half listening to him. His frowned looking back towards the hall. Where the hell was Melfina?
"Jim? Jim." She whispered down at the blonde hair she held onto. Shaking him lightly as he just continued to breathe hard. Her saddened green eyes sitting still as he failed to respond, before glancing up at the silent out of place brown hair.
For as poor as she always heard Jim bitch that they were, and as not-poor as Gene always insisted things seemed. They were always short on money. She knew because of how Mel tried to shop. It must have been tough to cook like she did on such a budget. Yet, the brown hair that was silently standing there glaring at them, looked more poor then she imagined. He was dirty and hard, glaring bitterly at the unconscious blonde under her stunning thin red hair. This stupid bastard who broke up his family, was living it up with this outlaw who obviously wasn't the one that pumped him full of seeds. Just laying there, underneath the pair of gorgeous green eyes straddling his well built clean body. It wasn't fair, how was it Jim could mess his family up and then find one that loved him and be so happy?
"Are you a friend?" She frowned sitting up and slowly sliding off the strong chest. Watching the bitter brown eyes just flick up at her with a smirk. He was anything but a friend.
"Yeah sure." he grinned slyly, watching her motion towards the closed blue eyes.
"Is what Gene said true? Is this because of the zinc?" She frowned concerned, watching him for an answer. Listening to a door shut downstairs as the outlaw went into the garage, maybe Mel got home. "Were you there when he got hurt?" She frowned at the brown hair, watching it look at her. Slyly eying her before walking into the hall, and leaving her standing there.
His dirty brown face frowning hard as she started following. "No I wasn't." He snapped as he bitterly spun around. Watching her large green eyes do a fast blink with his movement and tone.. "I was waiting at your door for him to come home." She frowned a nerved. "So I could kick the shit out of him because I hate him." She blinked fast taking a step back. "Because of him I am living with a man I won't even want to know. My mom left my *dad* because he was fucking his tramp mother, and now I am stuck living with him." He frowned hard advancing slowly as he watched her listen. "Now I show up to beat him into the ground, and some wacko outlaw tries to shoot me! Forces me into his house, with...that!" The dirty street hand motioned towards the bedroom and Jim with disgust. "How am I supposed to do *anything* if he can't even stand up!"
She took a small step back, as she watched him. It was just, the tone of his voice. Just the tone of his voice…so familiar. "Do you live...do you live on..." she trailed lightly. "A brick house, brick, two story with a small enclosed…you know a…." She trailed. No way, no way this could be the boy she had ran five miles to see in the dead of night. Five miles so Jim could get frostbite up his legs and spend a couple of days sitting around doing nothing, and getting lectured by about everyone they knew. Five miles so Jim could beat the kid up then...but Jim was younger then. She frowned as he did a fast -What?- confused blink. How the hell did she know where he lived?
"Yeah, how do..." He frowned hard, watching her green eyes just stare at the small scar to the right of his fore head. "Your the milk cookie aren't you?" He grinned suddenly watching her lick her lips. "That babe that hit me with the cartoon of milk when I was getting him good." He chuckled lightly, watching her frown as he started studying her harder now. How amazing she was still around. He let his eyes blatantly run up and down her. Such a hottie now too.
"You cheated." She shook her head, watching him grunt. Taking another step forward, offering her a bitter grin.
"You don't know what cheated is." He growled. "I am the one who's been cheated here Miss. Two percent. Not little Jim, who's all comfy in this big place with you." He scowled at her as she took another small step back, jumping as he grabbed her arm. "Where you going?" He grinned, yanking her forward again. "Why go back to that loser?...Why stay here at all?" He grinned, taking a step down the hall and yanking her with him. "Why not go back uptown where you belong?" He smiled at her fast blink. "Yeah, you think leaving your designer clothes at home will help you fit in?" He smirked "You stick out here like a sore thumb cookie. You don't belong. You'd be better off going where someone can offer you more than he'll ever have in his whole life...Where someone can give you what you expect." She shook her head as he yanked her again, wide green eyes listening. "Cause you'll always be wanting more...You think he can give that to you? Think he can come close?" He grinned bitterly, watching her squeak as he shoved in the next door, shoving her back into the bathroom. "What do you want to live in the gutter for?" She backed away immediately, glaring hard as he snapped back at her arm and yanked her forward. "Think it will be fun?...A challenge?...Fun to see how long you can make it and still be happy?" She tripped as he moved his foot, watching her slip back in his grip, falling back onto the floor. "If I were you I'd get a ticket out of here and never come back." He smiled, leaning down and snapping her wrists to the floor. Slowly moving her hands above her head where he could hold them both with one of his. Brown eyes watching her small tank top breath fast. Making her chest rise and fall as he reached down unzipping his fly from where he was over her.
"Listen to me." He glanced up at her horrified, but focused expression. "I have a very big secret, that I need you to keep for me." she nodded unsteadily watching him look at her. "Jim can't know about anything you know about eight days ago." She watched him frown, pulling his hand back up from his pants as he shifted his weight slightly.
"And just what would I know about eight days ago cookie?" He grinned watching her lick her lips unsteadily. --She could bide time...sure...keep him talking...Jim would come, Gene would come...if she screamed...but if she didn't...if she kept quiet....this was....this is so...important.--
"I heard Gene say something when you came in. I was in here then. I need to know if you will, keep this secret if...I..."She trailed, brushing her hips into him slightly. "If would be much better if I didn't fight you the entire time." She smiled weakly, watching him frown confused.
He had drug her down the hall, scaring her and confusing her so bad she couldn't talk. Shoved her into the floor. Pinned down her arms and spread her legs under him and now she was just going to give it to him? That sort of took the fun out of it. "This is the moost impoooortant thing to meee." He watched her green eyes shut suddenly, sobbing her words at him as small tears ran from her eyes. Jim couldn't know. Must never know! And this would do it. This one thing. Than never again. It was less damage than what would happen to him if he ever found out! "Pleeease you have to dooo this for me." He watched her cry suddenly.
"Easy there Miss. Two percent." He whispered softly watching her calm and look up. "Your not fooling around." He cocked a sly grin, speaking gently to her. She shook her head in all seriousness, because she wasn't. "If this is so important to you, call it a favor. As long as I get to do you as a freebee." He watched her blink unsteadily. "That way, when he finds out." He grinned. "It was of your own choice." He watched her breath in horrified. "But understand, I am not going to do you no favors, if I don't get a freebee." He watching her blink softly, clear tears running down her face. How was it he could be so smart, to think of something like that so fast? The hate inside him for the blonde hair, using all of his power to hurt it, in every way he could. "I once owed a favor to him, but I paid up. Now I'll owe a favor to you, but you have to say yes first." He grinned at her shaky expression and unsteady breathing. "Cause I am not going to jail if you decide to play any of your milky games with me."
There was a moment of silence that passed between them. Where she was thinking, and he was frowning. One contemplating saving herself and screaming, the other considering backhanding her and running. "My clothes stay on." Her face firmed, setting the rules. "You stay where you are. One time. You never tell him and you keep my secret." He watched her cry lightly as she agreed. His sly hard face grinning as he ran his free hand back down to his pants and pulled the condom out of his pocket. Slowly letting go of her hands and easing off her as she slipped her hands under her skirt. A quick rush job, preparing both of them, and he was suddenly back over her.
"I am sorry cookie. But I got to hold your hands cause I don't trust you." He grinned watching her slowly move her hands back above her head. Closing her eyes as she felt him shift closer. Her face tensing fast as his hand shoved her skirt up. His other pressing her wrists back into the ground firmly as his thin dirty figure slid between her legs. Her face bracing hard for the sting, before pressing her lips together as things picked up. A small ironic smile running over her face. He thought he was so hot, her mind grinned slyly. How would he feel if she told him he was less then half the size of Jim. She could hardly feel him.
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He groaned, trudging back up the stairs. He had looked everywhere for Mel. She must have left before he got there or something. He groaned moving back to the bedroom. Opening his mouth to call in to Daniella before frowning a fast blink. She wasn't there, and Jim was exactly how he'd left him. Light face breathing softly now that is had calmed down. Still sweating hard as he walked over and looked down. "Jim?" He gave the thin shoulder a gentle shove. "Jim you alright?" He grinned watching the eyes slowly open.
Blue color looking up at his scarred face before switching around the room slowly. "How did I get here?" He frowned, mumbling in raspy whispers. Watching Gene grin immediately.
"We drove back, then you walked up here and passed out." The outlaw smiled altering the story some. Who would want to here they were practically carried. "Danny was just in here with you. Women." He sat up and Gene flopped into the bed and sighed.
"Daniella?" He called for her, listening for a response before glancing at Gene's lazy face.
"Mel went out or something, can't find her anywhere. Danny was here when we first got home, you had a seizure or..."
"I had a what!?" He did a fast double blink. Confused and alarmed.
"Relax, it lasted a few seconds. I wouldn't have mentioned it, but I figured Danny might." The outlaw grunt as he got up as fast as possible. Really quiet slow.
"You *wouldn't* have mentioned that?" He gave Gene a look. "All I remember is kicking the shit out of you by the road." He trailed, frowning. "Then maybe...maybe getting in the car..err...driving."
"What?" Gene sat up fast with a laugh. "You don't remember me pinning you to the ground and how you begged for mercy. *Then* we got in the car." Scarred face grinning before watchign him trace his finger over his cheek where he had bruised Gene's face. The outlaw gave him a look and sighed heavily, the joke would have been funny if Jim bought it.
"Danniella?" He wondered into the hall calling louder so she'd hear him if she were downstairs somewhere. Glancing back at Gene who started strolling over before down the stairs. Roughly smacking his back to a rough -I am going outside.-
He lazily watched until Gene was gone, Danny hadn't answered and he sighed. Turning towards the bathroom and casually opening the door. Stopping first with the idea there was something in the room, then that he would trip over it, and *then* with the shock of what he registered it to be. His face scrunching up to a hard frown and befuddled choke as the brown haired kid scrambled up from the floor doing its pants up. Daniella's legs drawing to gether and sitting up with a fast breath.
"Woops." The guy grinned as it stood up. Stopping to look at him *dead* on, insulting him further. "Looks like I broke my first promise cookie."
He took a step back, taking all of this in. Blue eyes taking all this in, first the brown hair. In his bathroom. With his girlfriend and he called her....He did a fast furious blink watching the kid head down the stairs to the -Thanks for a good time Miss. Two Percent.- His blue eyes slowly turning back to the bathroom and looking at Daniella. Her face already buried in her hands, crying softly to herself where she sat on the floor. That hurt worse then anything.
He turned and bolted down the stairs faster then he had his entire life. "Hey." His deep throat growl grabbing the back of the kids shirt as the guy opened his front door, and throwing the dirty form out. Watching the kid go flying out and into the cement, as he quickly fallowed.
"You stupid son of a bitch Hawking." The kid growled getting up fast, as it heard him coming down the front steps. "You should have seen her while you were out." Bitty brown eyes spinning around to him and grinning. "Like an angel over you, until I pulled her into the hall and had her."
"Ahh!" He threw himself at the guy. He wanted to kill him! Brown hair dogging two of his blows before falling back with his third. Gasping for breath until he dropped back at the kids side and threw a few more blows at it. Watching the gagging figure, take a swipe at him before scrambling back at foot and slugging him. "Come here and I'll kill you." He choked his expression as he fell back, rolled over and stood back up fast. The kid was grinning as it bled, backing up to Gene's car as he smiled. Advancing to the slow step back, step back, and motionless figure back against Gene's car. "Come here. Come here." He grinned, wiping some blood off his lip before hopping slightly. Just to freak the guy out.
"She said I could." He stopped dead, watching the kid grin as he his face flickered over with emotion. "Said she was sick of fucking the red head in there to make up for you."
"ARR!" He threw himself forward again, and the kid jumped back onto the hood of Gene's cars to avoid his blows. Growling as he hoped up after it in a second.
"Said he was a better fuck than you, because he had something to fuck with!"
The brown hair fell under him fast. Brown eyes kicking up as he punched hard. Sending as much hate and pain into each fist as he could before slipping slightly. His fight hittings it peak, he was beating the shit out of the kid before strong hands appeared on his hip bones from behind. Pulling him back and dragging him off the shinny, slippery red surface of the car with ease..
Gene was ripping him off the car furious. It was one thing to go outside and fight until you couldn't walk. But it was another to go out and do it on top of *his* car after you *just* had a seizure. "GENE!" He screamed as he slid off the car. Strong hands rapping forward onto his chest as he tried to scramble back on.
"What the hell do you think your doing!?" The deep voice of the unruly red hair held him still as he struggled. His eyes wide as he watched the kid fumble off the other side of the car and start running. Gene's frown worried about him as it held him back, "You want to throw yourself into a coma or something!"
"AHH!" He screamed his frustration, feeling the outlaw disappear as he slammed his elbow back into the scarred stomach as hard as possible. "Ah NO!" He screamed watching the brown hair continue running down the street. So far away already. "Gene you idiot! I.." He spun around and Gene punched him square in the face. Knocking him back onto his butt, from the doubled over way it was standing with the pain in its stomach. Mad it was hit and sending one back at who sent it instinctively.
"What is your...problem?" Gene growled down at him, straightening up slightly. Watchign him cringe as he sat up, still breathing hard with only one eye open from the impact.
"Help me catch him."
"What?" Gene looked baffled, huffing the question out to him as he nodded.Grinning slightly as he licked blood of the corner of his mouth standing up. Such a look of pure hatred and dedication staring at the outlaw it couldn't say no. It had to help catch kid, or at least try until blood appeared.
"Help me catch him." The same sentence was breathed at at the outlaw as its younger partner stood up. Slowly at first, and then with a grin and small boxer shuffle. Blue eyes watching nod and sigh heavily before taking off down the street. His yellow cape fallowing, whirling around behind him as he ran along side the blonde. The reckless blue eyes breathing hard as they watched the kid round the corner. "He's going left!" He gave an out of breath nod before Jim pointed ahead. "Cut him off! It's a dead end that way he'll have to go into the bar!"
"Go up to the roof!" He grinned, watching Jim turn and grin back.. Light hands snapping at the fire escape to the old building they were running by as he ran past. Watching Jim quickly climb to the roof and race above him as he shot down the alley. The only sound his hard breathing and his own footsteps stopping dead as he reached the alleys end. His dark eyes sucking in air as they watched the kid run into the bar just like Jim said. His face frowning hard as he ran over the name. It was a homosexual bar, for guys.
He moved, stepping to the side as gravel fell onto the side of his cape. Dark eyes glancing up, watching Jim shoot across the roof tops before jumping at the roof of the bar. Either unaware or ignoring what type it was as it kicked in the roof door. He grined as he started for the front. Laughing at the wild, furious blonde that never used to act like that.
He grabbed the door handle and ripped it open to a rush of loud music and commotion. His eyes snapping around for that kid, or Jim as a few people called him over. He was offered a few drinks, game of pool and he even heard several comments he had a nice ass as he started in. Sudden movement on the right side of the bar turning him around. His eyes just catching Jim hop over a table and walk across one, shoving the kid forward so it tripped below the crowd line.
"Come here!" Jim was yelling at the brown hair that tripped to its hard shoves. Scrambling to get away from as it jumped into the burst of lights and loud music. "Get off of me!" Jim snarled at the first pair of hands to brush over its shoulders and loop into its arms. Inviting its blonde hair and blue eyes to come and drink and dance. Tense and focused light face snapping after the brown haired kid that took that opportunity to really run for it. "Get back here!" The young outlaw shoved the arms off, and started pushing through the crowd after its prey.
He grinned watching Jim make his way threw the crowd, yelling at the people around him. "Dork" He grunt his humor, glancing to his left as he backed towards the door since Jim was chasing the kid that way. Frowning slightly as he caught sight of the slumped over dark figure eyeing his younger partner in the wrong way. Blackish green hair and mossy green eyes thrilled with the light skin and blue eyes tearing through the loud music. "Hey pal." He threw a sly grin at the mossy eyes and face that turned to him. "He's with me." He almost laughed, knowing how bad Jim would kill him for that but…it was just fun as hell to say. The guy stared at him for a moment, expression unchanged as thought it hadn't heard a word. Then, a sly grin mimicked, and a congratulating eyebrow was cocked with the raised drink. He chuckled a nod and backed out the door. Waiting a small moment before watching it fly open as the brown hair was shoved through. Jim stomping out next, looking down at the kid on the ground with disgust before glancing up at him. The kid's brown eyes blinking fast and shaky, snapping looks at both of them as Jim just stared at him. There expressions locking, and they were in complete understanding. No matter what, they were partners. They were together, and whatever happened now, they'd back each others play. Jim's eyes dropped, pulling its blaster from the rim of its pants and aiming down.
"Sweet Dreams." Brown eyes widening at the blue eyes that suddenly grinned down to it. It's finger pulling gently, before snapping the trigger so everything dulled to a quick black.
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*blushes* WEE thanks to all of you who have been sticking with me! I hope to have more up soon-and all your reviews are appreciated so keep it up! Ja ne!
