Title: top of the hill

Rating: T (up from lasts time)

Summary: how did Altair, join the creed? How did Altair and Malik become friends, what was Altair first (and last) girlfriend like? MalXAlt please give it a try.

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Altair's head shot up. He leaned over to the bed next to his and whispered in a harsh voice.

"Malik Malik!"

Malik slapped his friend away with his hand; he sat up slightly buys still semi-close. The sun wasn't anywhere near rising. Crickets chirped in the summer breeze blew in fresh, warm air to the drafty dorm room. Altair's voice again drifted through Malik's mind.

"Malik, are you awake, come on, wake up"

This time Altair's answer came back with a quick hit that pushed him from his bed and silently onto the floor, the two boys have been friends for the last three years. They did almost everything together. Malik was the older and more studious of the two, Altair was younger, but more the athlete. The two boys rose in silent agreement, quiet as cats. They walked out the door and up one of the winding towers to small landing. Malik slid himself easily into the chair, while Altair sat crosslegged on the floor. When the boy has had their quiet private sessions, in the middle of the night at the top of an old rickety tower. They were probably discussing one of two things one; a female two; plan a prank, though the two topics normally intertwined. They found extreme pleasure in pranking girls that they found attractive as a sign of affection. Now this is a quite odd conversation I'm reporting to you, so please approach it with an open mind.

Altair was always the first one to speak at their private meetings, the 12-year-old boy smiled up at him at Malik.

"Did you see the way that Ava was looking at me?"

Malik had no idea who Altair was talking about, but he nodded profusely. Knowing that if he didn't Altair would spend the entire night, explaining her physical features, in extreme detail. Altair lay back on the floorboards, smiling up at the ceiling.

"I think I'm going to go talk to her tomorrow, wanna come to?

Malik rolled his eyes. He was positive that the other boy did not need his assistance in talking to a girl, but he nodded anyway. Not wanting to disappoint his friend, something had been eating away.

"Hey Altair you know that one guy, the one who sleeps four beds down from me on the left."

Altair thought about it for a second, the really skinny one with the freckles. Malik nodded, curses Altair and his absolute ability to memorize things without even the slightest effort, Malik would never admit it but he was jealous.

"Well…" the stomach acid in Malik's stomach turned, he knew this was going to come out sounding weird. So he decided to take another angle, to avoid any embarrassment.

"You know, how are not allowed to marry or have girlfriends."

In Altair, defense he had no idea where this was going. He scoffed and rolled his eyes,

"Of course because it might compromise the creed. That's also why we don't allow female agents as they might compromise the creed"

Malik Grabbed one more deep breath, he might as well just avoid darting around the edges and get straight to the point and straight to the end of their friendship he thought sourly to himself. He slid out of his chair and down to Altair level looking them right in the eye, his heart start nervousness. His blood was pounding uncontrollably in his veins. He was leaning right over Altair's head, who was still lying out on the wood floor. He leaned forward and gently so gently placed his lips on Altair's nose.

Altair, allowed him to relax, just for a second. Before shooting up hitting Malik hard as he did. The two boys sat there in silence for a second, in those few seconds there was a silent agreement to never speak of this to anybody again. Both boys stood up and walked back to the dorms. They both stood uneasily in front of their beds, wondering what sort of goodbye was broke for it for this particularly awkward moment in time. Finally Altair broke the awkward silence. He grabbed his best friend and a hug and kisses him on the ear. Malik would like to say that he was shocked, but he wasn't, and to this day, he has no idea why.

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Ava looked up at her new boyfriend smiling as they sat under a tree; wind whistled her hair into his face. But he didn't seem to mind. Their lips locked in a perfect sort of teenage love both of them are quite young. They've been going out for about eight hours now, and those that were quite convinced that they were absolutely in love with the other, and desired nobody else in the world. Of course, what they didn't know was Malik was watching them from the library window, grinding his teeth for no particular reason.

"Stupid Altair" Malik muttered under his breath, and suddenly he had a very interesting idea. He pulled a slingshot from his bag and placed a small gray marble in the pouch. He aimed right for the girls ass And waited patiently for Altair, to place a hand across her back, he didn't have to wait long. The second in his hand was placed on her lower back Malik shot the slingshot, not hard enough to hurt, just enough to make her jump and slap Altair across the face. Her yell echoed all around the courtyard and the surrounding village.

"What kind of girl do you think I am, Altair? You're such a pig"

With that, His only relationship, that lasted about eight hours and 15 minutes ended with a slap and very confused boy, sitting alone under a tree wondering what exactly had just happened.

The boys met again in the high landing. Sitting in silence, Malik was just glad that Altair didn't suspect him.

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Altair pulled Malik's hair hard, unforgiving. they found that wrestling In the middle of the night, was something they enjoyed, Even though Altair almost always won Malik really didn't mind. Malik pined Altair and held him down for 5 seconds, then falling to the ground panting. Altair would never complement the older boy for winning it was not his thing.

"You just got lucky" was the only thing younger boys said

Malik nodded too tired to argue.

"You fight like a girl" was his only reply, Altair scoff at even the idea.

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