Odds and Ends 4

Author's Notes: Do not read the first scene of this chapter. It's.....very, very wrong. In case you're wondering who to blame for this pairing, it's my fault, and I was joking at the time. But it got really out of hand, as you can see in this fic. My bad. Direct your disgust to Shibby, though Gimp's the one who insisted on the porn.

This is censored. You really don't want to see the uncensored. It makes me shudder. Ugh.

-Shibby of Shibby and Gimp

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Rock looked up at him worriedly as Dynamo returned, scrubbing the floor in his absence. "Is X okay?" Rock sniffled, looking unbelievably worried- and cute while he was at it. Dynamo grinned widely and nodded, on top of the world. He really could make everything better, so long as it was for Rock.

"Of course, I fixed everything." He announced, sitting down by him and watched Rock fling the brush aside with amusement, then grab onto him and hug him tightly. Yep, everything was honkey dorey. X had fresh cock for his ass, Zero had some ass to stuff his cock into, they were young, in love, and Rock was happy about the entire thing. He hugged him gently, rubbing his back, listening to him sniffle and whimper. Wait... Fuck, why wasn't Rock happy now? "What is it now?" He sighed, looking down at the once again distressed Rock.

"Why did he tell you what was wrong, but not me? I thought you're supposed to confide in your family." He rubbed his eye, looking so hurt, and helpless, that Dynamo wanted to- Well, that would be inappropriate. Let's just say Dynamo wanted to hug him and make it aaaall go away. Damn. He had been so busy taking care of X and Zero's relationship that he hadn't done a thing about his own problems. Mainly, how Rock was obviously infatuated with Dynamo, perhaps even in love, and was hurt repeatedly by him as Dynamo tried desperately to ignore the looks, the hints, everything.

It wasn't that he was opposed to the thought, he'd love to fuck Rock's little brains out, but that made Dynamo feel guilty. Rock was so sweet and innocent, and..... Tiny. Christ, not only might he not be able to fit, but Rock was a completely different type of machine. For all he knew, he could have something in his seed that could corrode whatever Rock's innards were made of. Those warm, tight, innards... God, he had put far too much thought into this. He couldn't even be sure if Rock was anatomically correct. He'd only ever seen him stripped down to his boxers.

Rock was staring up at him, obviously expecting an answer. Shit, what had he asked? Dynamo cursed himself for his moment of inattentiveness while in Rock's company, then spoke up finally, remembering. "Well.. This was on a subject you don't really know much on.. " Okay, that didn't help. Now Rock looked almost offended. "Sometimes, in situations like that, and outside opinion is better.

Rock nodded slowly, understanding that. "What was wrong?"

There was a question that was difficult to answer. "Uh....see, it wouldn't be right for me to tell you...I'm sure-" From somewhere in the building there was a loud, muffled yell. Dynamo blinked, recognizing the voice and noting the tone. Those two were at it already? "....That he'll tell you everything tomorrow. I think he'd prefer to explain it himself." He nodded sagely, applauding himself on his ability to make stuff up.

There was another nod from Rock. "Okay then." The boy cuddled up close to Dynamo, very close... "Thank you." A small kiss was pressed against his cheek, and Dynamo had to bite his lower lip to keep from turning around and claiming those soft, warm lips. "You're so nice." Rock purred. Dynamo wasn't sure whether to giggle or scream in frustration. But it was just a kiss, kisses didn't hurt....

"Yes. Yes I am." He stated, then, tempted beyond words, turned his head to plant a warm, wet kiss on Rock's lips. He buried his hands in the boy's hair, working his tongue into that small, hot mouth, and wondered how fucking crazy he'd become to be doing this.

He felt the muffled sound and slight vibration in Rock's throat as he tried to speak or scream. Which, he really wasn't sure. Their lips wrestled momentarily, Rock trying to break the kiss while Dynamo tried to prevent that, before Rock finally won out, and broke free, gasping for breath. he clapped his hands over his mouth, blushing brightly, and stared at him, a stray tear running down his cheek. Dynamo realized, with horror, that he had made some horrible mistake. Had he misread Rock's affection? Had he gone too fast? Had he hurt him?

Rock was dizzy, head spinning. He had never been kissed like that and now someone had done just that, without a second thought, and he was afraid. He was afraid of Dynamo, of the kiss, and of the lovely sensation his mouth now had. He heard Dynamo, as though he were distant, asking him if he were okay, and wondered why he was asking. Of course he wasn't okay. He was terrified, yet at the same time excited. And he wanted what Dynamo was offering, badly. Lifting his head, he stared up at Dynamo, who was holding Rock's cheek cupped in his hand. "Rock, are you-" Rock cut Dynamo off, moving forward daringly and kissed him back the way Dynamo had kissed him earlier.

At first Dynamo was stunned. Rock had gone from one end of the emotional spectrum to the other within seconds, looking shocked, horrified, scared, terrified, excited, and now.. well, he couldn't really read Rock's mood right now. Slowly, he regained his senses, and came to the realization that Rock really didn't know how to kiss. That would be easy AND fun to fix. His fingers found their way back into Rock's hair, and he kissed that hot little mouth back, forcing the action back into Rock's mouth and out of his own. Slowly, he began to correct Rock's tongue, cutting it off when it strayed out of place, helping it along. Within minutes the kiss had become quite good, Rock was a fast learner.

With a gasp, Rock pulled away, reeling from the sensations and the sheer nervousness he was feeling about the situation. Dynamo pouted a little bit; he had been enjoying that....he shifted uncomfortably. Okay, he'd been enjoying that a little too much. Rock didn't notice and wasn't in a position to unless Dynamo chose to show it off....Thank god for small mercies. He blinked, getting slightly nervous as Rock's face flamed and his eyes watered....the boy wasn't going to cry, was he? He hoped like hell he hadn't done anything wrong, but hadn't Rock kissed him back? Still...

"Someone's a little embarrassed," Dynamo teased, noting the smile that crossed Rock's face as he said it. Thank goodness, he was okay with things. "....Well, as long as we're on the subject...sorta....are you anatomically correct?" He half-hoped the answer was no so that he'd stop thinking those evil treacherous thoughts, half-hoped for yes so that he could fuck Rock's brains out in the near future.

Rock blinked. "I think Dr. Light said I was, once, when I asked about something... But...what does that have to do with anything?"

Dynamo facefaulted. ....now he just felt guilt about taking advantage of Rock in that slight way, but..."No reason. Just curious." He murmured, leaning forward and capturing Rock's sweet little mouth again. Damn, the boy was getting really good at that.

He mentally promised himself he wouldn't let this get out of hand. After all, Rock was just so small....

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X was panting loudly, raggedly, and he felt him shift up, trying to expel Zero from him. He was tired, damned tired, but Zero knew better than to stay stopped up there like that. He forced himself to move a little, pulling out slowly, enjoying the resistance X's body made, still clenched rather tightly around him. X made a small noise at his withdrawal, and he leaned up to kiss him, surprised to find he was crying, not panting. "... I love you?" He offered quickly, feeling horrible for not noticing X's sobbing. X cried harder and Zero sighed, afterglow wearing off a little faster than he'd hoped. "X... Come on, what's wrong?"

X sobbed harder, burying his face in his hands. This wasn't right. None of it. What had he been thinking, letting Zero do this? Things were fine now, but come morning... God, how was he ever going to face Zero? Their friendship was finished, toast. Still.. Zero had said he loved him.. right? "S-sure you do now.. but what about tomorrow, when you wake up and realized the mistake you made?" He sobbed, rolling away from Zero a little, blushing. "God, what did I do? I.. I never... and with you... damn it!"

Zero stared at him, trying desperately to think of something to say that wouldn't blow up in his face after leaving his lips. "You didn't like it?" Not the wisest choice, but it was better than stating the obvious fact that at least X had finally gotten laid.

God, why didn't he get it? "Of course I did..!" X practically wailed, burying his face in his pillow. "That's the problem! What happens tomorrow, or the day after, when you find some woman you decide you want and you leave me? Are you going to tell her you love her too? You don't love me... Not really. You just think you do, because you don't know any better. To you, it's just another sexual exploit, but to me... I was a virgin! You were my first, and... and..." He trailed off, voice breaking.

Zero sighed, running a hand through his hair. Definitely should have talked to him first. "X... Come on, did you hear what I said..?" Fuck... what was he supposed to say? What could he say? He'd never run into this problem before. Not with anyone he cared for.

X suddenly struggled underneath him, and Zero was pushed off of him. X sat up in bed. "L-look, I'll just leave, okay? You got what you wanted." He muttered. "I'm....Why did....never mind." Zero felt instantly horrible. Fuck.... He frowned, pulling X back down on the bed, hugging him close and kissing him softly. Damn if X was leaving before they worked things out.

"Listen....X...." X kept crying, trying to push him away. "No, really, listen to me. I love you. ....I.... you love me, don't you?" Had Dynamo been lying? Had he really fucked things up?

X looked up at him, then looked away, calming down just a little. "I..... I love you...." It was quietly said, but Zero found himself grinning. Why had those few words made him feel happier than he had in.... years, almost?

Another kiss, this time with X responding slightly. "Good...." Zero purred, nuzzling his new lover and hugging him close, arms wrapped around the smaller man tightly. What to say, what to say... he sighed. Here went nothing. "I love you too, X. And I really mean that. Well... you know I care about you.... I've died for you... so don't think I'd purposely fuck over our friendship by saying I loved you romantically. I really mean it. I'm not stupid, X. I know this.... could be rough. But are you willing to give it a try...?" He nuzzled X softly, seeing no response, and squirmed. "I'm not going to see other people." He grinned suddenly, and winked, giving X a small pinch on the ass. "I've just barely started with you. Glad it was fun... I'll make the next time even better."

Did Zero...really mean that...? X wanted it to be true... if Zero really loved him.... he felt ready to cry again. "Hey, no rush.... just... try it?" Zero sounded hopeful, still smiling at him, and he planted another kiss on X. "Why don't we get some rest, and work things out when we're less tired." X found himself nodding, trying to roll away and was very surprised when Zero held on, nuzzling him and murmuring softly, already asleep. X blushed, wrapping an arm around Zero, and fell asleep, hoping a little now that Zero did love him.

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The first thing Rock felt when he woke up was pain. A lot of pain. He groaned, unable to move, and felt like crying. Why did it hurt so much? ....Oh. His eyes shot open, noting that he lay on the bare, warm chest of his roommate, and that they were both naked. He remembered now. Everything. And he turned very, very red. Rock shifted in Dynamo's grip, noting how the pain worsened when he tried to move his hips or lower back. It felt like there were bruises on his hips, even. There probably were, now that he thought about it...probably in the shape of handprints.

He glanced up at Dynamo, nervous, noticing that the man was still very much asleep and cuddling up to him with a small smile on his unconscious face. That made Rock smile. He had made Dynamo happy, and that meant a lot to him; the man worked so hard to please him, and Rock had always felt that he wasn't giving enough back. Now he had found something he could easily do to make his friend very happy, and he enjoyed it to boot. The smile on his face bloomed into a grin as Dynamo stirred.

"Good morning." He said quietly.

Dynamo grunted, releasing Rock from his grasp and propping himself up with one arm, ruffling the boy's hair with the other. He glanced down at Rock, vaguely noted that he was naked, and was halfway out of bed before what he'd done yesterday hit him. Holy crap.

Dynamo turned on his heel, rather sharply, and stared down at Rock, disbelievingly. He had actually slept with him. He had fucked Rock. He sighed softly. At least Rock didn't look mad at him. Quite the contrary, actually. If anything, he seemed to have twice as much affection from him than before. He looked him over, guiltily. The boy was bruised in a few rather inappropriate places, including between his reddened ass cheeks. "How are you feeling?" He asked finally, returning his gaze to Rock's face. He noticed Rock's refusal to move, and knew he had to be in a lot of pain.

Rock lowered his upper torso again, resting on the bed, nuzzling the warm spot where Dynamo had been. "It hurts a lot, and I can't move very well." He stared up at him pitifully, happy to have someone who worried, and cared, and would possibly take care of him. He sighed softly, feeling Dynamo's fingers run up his back softly, and gave him a small smile. "I'm hungry." He whimpered softly.

Dynamo sighed, not really wanting to go all the way down to the cafeteria to get something for Rock to eat, but he knew there was no way Rock was going to get out of bed today. Not willingly, at least. "Alright... What do you want to eat? Some toast? A bagel?" Please let it be something small and easy. His agitation grew as he realized that there was no way he was going to get off that easily. He knew that tentative smile Rock now held on his face.

"Well... It's not in the cafeteria...." Rock started with. "And I'm going to be bored..."

Dynamo had a sickening feeling he was going to spend his morning shopping.

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The next morning, X blinked, nuzzling up to his pillow....and noticed, with an unpleasant jolt in his gut that Zero wasn't there. Fuck....what had he been thinking? Of course, Zero had just wanted to get laid, and now he'd left – no subtle hint there – and was probably.... X blinked, smelling something in the air.... Cooking breakfast? Yes, that was definitely Zero in the kitchen, with the occasional curse as he burned himself or bumped into something. ....Oh. He blushed, sitting up and wincing. After a couple aborted attempts to get up and walk to him, X sighed and lay down. God, was he sore. He felt his face burn at the thought. Maybe he should just wait for Zero to notice....

Zero grinned, still nude. He'd convince X he loved him if it was the last thing he did. After waking up and finding that he had indeed scored with X, and it hadn't been a weirdly realistic wet dream, he'd spent the morning watching X sleep. It had been.... calming... though after he'd gotten up he'd gloated. Well, come on, who wouldn't? He now had a lover who was not only his best friend, and tight and energetic in the sack; he had the smug knowledge that X was all his, and loved him to boot. ....of course, he was embarrassingly giddy about that last part.... but Zero wasn't whipped yet, he just loved X a hell of a lot. He blushed, and coughed. Time to bring X breakfast in bed.

He dragged a plate of food for X into the room, coupled with a glass of orange juice and stopped, surprised to find X awake and staring at him. "Oh... Good morning." He smiled widely, shot him a little wink, and cursed inwardly. X looked damned sore, and he only hoped he hadn't done something wrong and really hurt him. "I made bacon and eggs.. Toast too. Want some?" He set the plate down by X and mused at how clever he had been to scrape the burnt surface of the toast away. He was no great chef, but hey, he'd put a lot of effort into cooking something nice for his lover, and his food was decent.

X smiled gratefully, starving, and began to eat quietly, not sure what to say to Zero now. "It's good." He mumbled softly, and decided to leave it at that. He was tired, and aching, and Zero could start some conversation if he wanted it that badly. He was content just having Zero close by, knowing he hadn't been abandoned and Zero cared enough to cook for him. Zero seemed to sense this, because suddenly he was lying next to him, feeding him and playing with his hair, completely mellow. Mellow on Zero was... Weird. But X wasn't about to complain.

He finished his food quickly, Zero occasionally sneaking little bits off his plate, and set the plate and glass to the side. Slowly, Zero shifted up, hugging onto him and nuzzling his neck softly, nipping at it lightly. X blushed and squirmed a little, feeling Zero leaving more hickeys than last night. "Zero.... why are you...?" He didn't finish his question, too busy being kissed hotly. "mmh..."

Zero broke the kiss suddenly, planting a smaller one on X's forehead, then sighed. Damn, he was acting weird.... even he knew it. No wonder X was confused. "Uhh.... I dunno...." He shrugged a little and hugged X close, nuzzling him a little. "....trust me, I'm as confused as you are. I guess... because I want to? Fuck, I dunno. Never felt like this before." He grumbled a little, pulling away and sulking slightly. ".....Hell, even saying that is weird. I blame you for it."

For some reason, X found himself smiling. Zero was rather cute when he sulked. "....I love you..." He said quietly, seeing Zero's eyes light up and a brief flicker of a smitten grin before the blonde went back to his sulking. This was kind of... amusing.

"Love you too..." Zero muttered, moving in to nuzzle his neck some more, sliding his hands down to grope X's ass. There was a wince and a small whimper. Damn. He had hurt X. He slid his hands back up, wrapping his arms around X's waist and.... blinked, shifting his crotch away. Damnit! Why did X have to be so damned arousing? X blinked and looked at him, hearing him curse quietly.

"uhh..." Shit... something to say, something to say... "I know you're sore.... but I guess my chances of getting head are low too, aren't they." He sighed. That wasn't the best thing to say.

X stared at Zero in disbelief. He had not just asked for head after realizing X was too sore for sex. Shit. This was Zero, of course he had asked. He opened his mouth to deny him it and give him a verbal thrashing, then blinked. Well... Zero had given him head before he'd done anything to him the night before. Maybe...

"Well... Alright."

Holy shit! Had X agreed to give him head like that? Fuck, maybe this really was a wet dream. Zero worked his jaw, trying to say something, but X was pulling the covers down, and leaning him back, so talking would probably have been a bad idea anyway.

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X sighed heavily, face flaming red. He was really going to have to learn to be better at this. He hadn't reacted in time and now......god, it was all over his face....

Zero was staring at him smugly, and he felt his face burn. Like hell was he going to let himself be embarrassed like this, and he trailed a finger over the small gobs, licking them slowly and enticingly from his finger. This had a much better effect, and Zero's jaw dropped as he watched X at play.

Fuck, X looked hot. He noted with satisfaction that X seemed to enjoy his taste, which only served to make the blonde hot again. "... So?"

X blushed, finishing licking up the come on his face, smiling a bit shyly and leaning in to kiss his lover. "Mmh..." He smirked a little. "You taste good." Zero moaned and pulled him close, kissing him hotly, and X returned it eagerly, feeling more confident now that Zero wasn't going to run off on him and leave him.

Suddenly, Zero broke the kiss, sighing and pulling X into his lap, patting his ass gently. "As fun as that is.... I have the feeling you might not want to get me going again." He smirked a little, seeing his lover turn bright red again – fuck, he looked cute when he blushed – and gave his ass a quick grope, pleased when he didn't flinch or whimper in pain. His treacherous, evil mind informed him that this meant X was less sore, and X being less sore meant he could- he stopped thinking about it.

X sighed, leaning against his friend and feeling the blonde finally hug him close, the strong, warm arms making him feel.... safe, strangely enough. He was careful not to wriggle too much in Zero's lap, not wanting to get him hard again. Sure, he was less sore now, but Zero would probably incapacitate him for the rest of the day if he let him fuck him again. He'd wait a while.

Cuddling was fine for a while, but X was suddenly struck with a thought. He sat up straight. How could he have...? Damnit! "Fuck." He groaned, slapping a hand over his eyes and ignoring Zero's confused look. "Uhm.... I think I might have to leave for a while, Zero... I, uh... when I was sulking, I really hurt Rock by pushing him away.... would you mind if I go and talk to him for a minute...?"

Zero blinked, shrugging a little. "Sure.... just come back soon, okay?" He planted another kiss on X, pleased with how X responded eagerly. He was too happy at the moment to be upset with Rock and his weird behavior. "Mmmh.. I love you." He grinned and patted X's ass, watching him blush and get up, getting dressed slowly and obviously sore. He grinned even more when he saw the handprint-shaped bruises on X's hips, and the hickeys all over him. X was his, and those marks proved it.

"I love you too." X finished dressing, kissing Zero hotly, suddenly feeling rather giddy. "Maybe when I get back we can play around some more." X blushed and smiled, pleased when Zero grinned and pulled him close, kissing him deeply and slowly. "...bye." He kissed his new lover one last time, heading out slowly and glancing over his shoulder occasionally, trying not to break out into happy giggles as he left Zero's room.

Things were going so perfect! He hadn't felt this good in a long time, and now he was going to right things with Rock, then tell him all about him and Zero. He only hoped Rock was accepting of their relationship. Rock wasn't exactly fond of the blonde, after all.

Well, here went nothing. He knocked on the door lightly, waiting for a response and surprised not to get one. Rock always sprung up and got the door whenever someone visited. Shit... Rock was probably really mad at him, for being such a jerk the other night. He took a deep breath, taking on his gentlest voice, and tried him again. "Rock..? Are you there? Please let me in."

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Rock lay, half on his stomach, half on his side, and stared at the door, waiting for Dynamo to return. He knew he wouldn't be back for hours, but felt the need to keep a constant vigil, just in case he returned early, despite his exhaustion. His eyes were fighting to stay closed for the fourth time that morning, when a soft rapping on the door woke him up. Why was Dynamo knocking? It was his room.

"Rock..? Are you there? Please let me in." His head shot up a little. It was X. "I'm sorry I was so rude to you yesterday. Rock?"

X tapped nervously on the door, fidgeting a little and hoping that Rock was in there; he felt very guilty for shunning his brother just because he was angsting over something he should have noticed years ago. And besides the apology, he also had to somehow tell his brother about the little shift in his relationship with Zero. He called for Rock one more time, pondering the depressing possibility that he wasn't in his and Dynamo's shared room. He sighed, and was just about to leave when there was a faint 'come in' from inside. Relieved, he opened the door, pleased to find it unlocked.

He sighed as he entered, turning to close the door behind him. "Uh, like I was saying..." He turned around....and stared. Rock was laying on the bed, bare-ass naked, and with bruises in very strange places. X gaped, wondering what had happened to his poor, innocent brother, and noticed suddenly with a horrible shock that the bruises were very familiar. They were rather like the ones X was sporting underneath his clothes, though....jeez, Rock was just a kid! Who would possibly....his eyes widened incredibly.

"Rock! What happened to you? Who...." X spluttered, searching for words. "Did Dynamo do that to you?"

Rock yawned, shifting around where he lay but not getting up. "Uh huh." He blinked, eyes wanting to close. "He's gonna be back...soon." Another yawn. "'m tired."

X bit his lower lip, staring horrified at Rock's abused little body. And Dynamo was coming back? His protective instincts kicked into overdrive. "Well then...you just go to sleep, Rock. I'll keep a look out for Dynamo." He walked over and gently covered the boy with the sheets, hiding those horrible bruises. "Don't worry about a thing." Because he'd fucking kill that bastard mercenary the minute he saw him.

Rock smiled at him, nodding slowly. "Okay... I'm just gonna take a little nap...." He shifted a little, settling into a comfortable spot in the bed, and whimpered a little. Within minutes, he was fast asleep, breathing deeply and slowly, a faint smile on his lips.

X was, to put things lightly, furious. How DARE Dynamo touch his brother like this! Rock was so sweet, and innocent, and...... God! He shook his head slowly, not wanting to even think about how they had done it. Rock was so tiny, and Dynamo... Well, he even dwarfed Zero, who in turn, dwarfed X. He imagined Rock would be asleep for awhile now. Slowly, he paced the room, wanting to sit down next to Rock and soothe him as he slept, but he didn't want to move the bed too much, in fear of causing him pain, plus he wanted to be on his feet and ready when Dynamo finally returned. That lousy, rotten, no good scumbag. That... That... pedophile!

"Hey, X!" One lousy, rotten, no good scumbag announced behind him, sounding surprised. "What're you doing-" He stopped mid-sentence, and decided it wouldn't be wise to speak at that particular moment. mainly because X had his buster aimed at him, the end of the barrel resting against his forehead. "Um... Did I catch you at a bad time?" He hoped to whatever deity would listen that X wasn't mad over what he thought X was.

Slowly, X's fingers pressed against his lips, ordering him to be silent. "Rock's asleep. You don't want to wake him up, right?" Dynamo shook his head no, slowly. He certainly didn't want to wake Rock up, especially if this was the penalty he'd have to face. "You never know what kind of wild stories he might start going on about. Wild stories with say, physical evidence to back them up!" He was all but shaking in anger.

"Oh... Fuck." Dynamo both thought and muttered aloud. He was busted. Screwed, and not in a pleasant way.

"I'm giving you one chance to explain yourself, and then I'm going to shoot you." X said, with as much calm as he could muster. "I'm going to maim you at the very least, so if I don't like your explanation I'm going to leave you alive to suffer, you damned pedophile." X shuddered slightly, making a face. "I don't even want to know how you managed it."

Dynamo cringed. "Uh. Fuck. Uhm." He glanced over at Rock, wishing like hell that the boy would wake up but knowing there was no chance of that. "....He started it!" And when X glared at him, "Well, it's just that, I, uh...." It occurred to Dynamo that there was really no way to defend himself without Rock to back him up. you at least wait until Rock wakes up? I swear, he'll vouch for me." X glared at him skeptically. "Hey! I'm may kill shit, but I'm not a rapist! Stop looking at me like that!"

"Fine." X stated coldly. "I can wait." Dynamo heaved a tremendous sigh of relief, slumping down onto the floor. Safe. X didn't go against what he said, ever. "But while we're waiting..." With a growing feeling of worry, Dynamo stared up at the looming figure of a very, very pissed off X.

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Rock stirred. He thought he'd heard Dynamo's voice. Slowly, he blinked his eyes open....and lifted his upper body off the bed, shocked, ignoring the pain. "X! What are you doing?" Rock was horrified.

X turned and stared at him, dropping Dynamo from the stranglehold he'd had him in. "Nothing." On the floor, Dynamo coughed and cursed. Shit, X was a fucking sadist. "Do you mind explaining in a little more detail why Dynamo gave you those bruises?" He stomped on the back of Dynamo's neck to prevent the mercenary from standing up. "He didn't.....force you to do anything, did he? Because if he did I promise you he'll die painfully."

Rock stared at X in action, and suddenly understood why Dr. Light had wanted him to sleep so long, and have a good conscience. If placed in the wrong situation without the ability to think clearly for himself, X could be deadly. "X...." His eyes filled with tears, and he was afraid. X was going to kill Dynamo, and in front of him at that. Dynamo tried to turn and look at Rock, but X's other foot found his head first, and forced it in the other direction, so Rock could explain what happened without any intimidation. Rock's face was tear streaked, and he kept trying to get up, wishing his body would obey him. "Don't hurt him!! X!!!"

X sensed the alarm in Rock's voice, and lifted his foot of Dynamo's spine. "Don't move or I'll make you stay still." He walked over to Rock, who was shaking and crying, horrified that he hadn't been able to help his friend, and sat down next to him. "Rock... Did he hurt you? Did he force you to do things with him?"

"Don't hurt him, X, don't hurt him!" Rock pleaded, his head finding it's way into X's lap, and he wiped his eyes, still crying softly. Of course Dynamo had hurt him. That had been the single most painful thing he had ever experienced. "Yeah, it hurt a lot." Rock nodded slowly, calming down now that X wasn't being so outright murderous. "And he kinda forced me to do stuff...But I didn't know what to do. He just started kissing me, and then..." Rock wasn't even sure how to explain what they had done.

Dynamo, meanwhile, remained where he lay, dying several small deaths. CHRIST, Rock needed to work on his diplomacy. Or learn to outright lie. He really could have explained that better. Great, there went his last hope. His head was under the guillotine, and Rock was sharpening the blade.

X twitched slightly. "So....he hurt you and he made you do things, but...you don't want me to hurt him?" He said it slowly, not seeing the logic there but leaning towards doing what Rock wanted. "Rock, you shouldn't let him intimidate you. I could take him out easily!" He waved his buster in Dynamo's general direction. "What if he does it again? Where will you be then?"

From the floor, Dynamo coughed. "Christ, X, I thought you were a pacifist."

"Shut up or you'll be missing a limb." X said calmly. "Rock....Rock, it's okay." He patted his brother slowly on the back, suddenly feeling horribly guilty for making him cry. "I'm just worried about you. I don't want you to get into trouble or get hurt." Slowly, Rock sniffled and felt a little better about X's actions, though not by much. It helped to know that X had been worried, and by the tone of his voice he had been - or rather, was - extremely concerned.

"No, no, it's okay!" Rock looked pleadingly up at X, wishing that he could move and help Dynamo up. "Dynamo's not a bad person, you don't need to hurt him or-" He couldn't bring himself to speak the thought of his brother killing Dynamo. "He said he loved me." Rock murmured.

Over on the floor, Dynamo started wishing X would just kill him and get it over with. It was better than that.

Ah. X relaxed ever-so-slightly, casting a suspicious and curious glance over at the prostrate form of Dynamo. Love? From HIM? For...he looked at Rock, not really sure what to make of the situation. "I see." He said, trying desperately to think of something neutral to say. "Is that so, Dynamo? .......On second thought, you'd say yes no matter what. Never mind." He stood up, looking over his shoulder at Rock, noting the dismayed expression on his brother's face. "I'm sorry, Rock, I just don't really trust Dynamo, and I have known him longer than you. I don't really know what to say. Dynamo, you know what will happen if it turns out you're hurting my brother...." X walked over and picked Dynamo up off the floor with one hand, leaning in close to whisper in the mercenary's ear. "And I swear to god that if you hurt him emotionally, I'm going to rip off your dick."

X backed away and smiled, anger simmering under the surface. Damn, damn, damn Dynamo. X didn't believe for an instant that the mercenary was in love with Rock, but...he looked over at his brother, and the hopeful look on his face. "I'll talk to you later, Rock. We...need to talk. And not about this, either." Rock nodded, the hopeful look blooming into a small smile. "See ya."

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Ending Author's Notes: .......well, we warned you about the Dynamo/Rock stuff. Don't say you didn't see it coming. And you read it. Perverts.

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