Well I am glad everyone is liking the way I am writing this story so far. Again, I will only mention a few things from the episodes, but I'm mostly just winging it. This chapter, I plan on putting my idea for James into motion. And Kevin's right, the guy is cruising for a bruising.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ben 10, I don't even own James because he was the original author's creation.
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There was one thing about James that drove Ben crazy. He wouldn't back off. Once again, Ben has lost Grandpa Max. And no matter what he told James, his boyfriend would not back off and give him some space. It was no wonder why he kept snapping at him.
Of course, after each snap, Ben stormed off only to find himself at Kevin's garage, watching the dark teen work on his car. That he couldn't understand. The car was immaculate, in perfect condition, but Kevin always works on it every second he gets. The car doesn't have any problems, but maybe working on it 24/7 was a big cause for that effect.
"Another fight?" Kevin asked him as Ben took a seat on a stool not too far away.
"Disagreement," Ben answered, placing his chin into his palm.
"Wow, that's the fifth one this week and it's only Wednesday," Kevin noted, mentally dancing. He and Ben rarely got into fights after they got together when he was in the Null Void. Before hand, when he looked like a freak, they got into plenty, but only because of his own stupidity and blaming Ben for his appearance. After that, few, but rare.
"Knock it off, I don't get why you hate James so much," Ben sighed.
"There's something off about him," Kevin commented for what felt like the millionth time.
"You say that about everybody," Ben pointed out.
"And I'm usually right," the dark teen retaliated.
Ben sighed again. No point arguing there. Before he could say anything else, his phone started to ring. "Hello?" he greeted as soon as he pressed the green button. "Oh, hey, James." Kevin froze under his car and listened closely. "Yeah, you were insensitive… Maybe… I don't know… What time? … Okay, I may accept your apology, depending on how you act… I think I am being fair. I just lost my grandpa after finding him after months and you just won't leave me alone… Yeah, right… Okay, I'll go with you to the pier. Pick me up around seven, if that's okay with you… Alright. See ya at seven… Bye."
"You're going on another date with him after a major argument? That makes no sense to me," Kevin stated.
"We're boyfriends, we're supposed to go on dates, Kevin," Ben stated. "Not have sex at every chance we get."
"Hey, don't remember hearing you complain," Kevin commented with a smirk, though he was sure Ben heard it in his tone.
"You know what? How about we just drop this subject," Ben suggested, dropping his head into his hands. A glint on his hand reminded him that he was still wearing the ring Kevin gave him five years ago. After putting it on last time, he never took it off. James often asked about it, but he always changed the subject instead of answering him. The hope that maybe Kevin would want him back was always there, but the older teen hasn't even acted like he has seen the ring on him. Ben wasn't sure what to think anymore and the hope in his chest was slowly dimming away.
Kevin was quiet after that. Ben was stressed, he could hear it. He was always able to read the younger boy, even when they were kids and barely knew each other. The green-eyed teen was always easy to read. He expressed himself so openly. A fitting term would be 'wearing his heart on his sleeve'. Kevin could still see him a little bit, even though he was under his car. He was at an angle where he could see Ben move around, see the expressions on his face or in his beautiful eyes. Kevin so deeply wished that the feelings that swam through Ben eyes every time he saw James would come right back to him. That Ben would look at him, not James, like he used to.
He saw Ben look at his hand and saw something in his eyes dying as he stared at the ring. Kevin saw it every time he saw Ben. When they first met up after five years, Kevin took a quick glance at Ben's hands to see if the ring was still there, but it wasn't. When he saw that, Kevin's heart broke. Ben didn't want him anymore. That phrase repeated itself in his head over and over again, and it drove him crazy! It's not true! He kept telling himself. He was proven wrong every day until he finally saw Ben coming to the garage that one day, wearing the ring he gave him. His heart soared.
Ben absentmindedly twirled the ring around his finger repeatedly, watching the light of the garage make the gems gleam. He was completely unaware of Kevin watching him.
"You still got your tracker with you?" Kevin asked him suddenly.
Ben jumped slightly before looking down at the dark teen curiously. Why was he asking…No. "You are not playing stalker," he firmly told him.
"Hey, I'm only asking in case you get attacked in the middle of your 'date'," Kevin defended. "I think the DNAliens are pretty pissed with us and the moment we separate, they'll probably go after us one by one. So sorry for asking to make sure that if you do get attacked, Gwen and I will know."
"I think I can take care of myself," Ben snorted as he jumped down from the stool he was sitting on. "Anyway, I gotta get home. Later."
"Whatever," Kevin answered, wanting to hit his head against his car's underside. What the hell was wrong with him?
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There were a lot of things Ben wanted to keep from James. One of them would have been his intimate relationship with Kevin when the two were barely preteens. The other was the Omnitrix and the date at the pier blew that.
Of course, James took things a little differently than what Ben was expecting. After all, one wouldn't expect their boyfriend to be so understanding after an alien 'dog', as Ship seemed to think he was, kidnapped said boyfriend to get the other to follow. It really wasn't how Ben imagined the date would go and it certainly wasn't how he imagined telling James that he used to turn into aliens when he was ten and still does now.
"So you can change into any of ten aliens?" James asked, raising an eyebrow.
It was almost déjà vu. "Yeah," Ben answered with a shrug as they walked down the street back to town. The alien they had to help was quite a distance from the pier and Ship had ran off, so there was no way for them to get a ride back to the pier.
"Wow," James chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "You're just full of surprises, ain't ya?"
"More than you know," Ben muttered under his breath. While his family and Kevin (if the dark teen didn't forget) knew about his ability to get pregnant, he never told James and wasn't planning on it anytime soon.
"Any others I should be aware of so I'm not caught off guard next time?" his boyfriend asked.
Ben shook his head. "None that pressing right now," he answered.
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Ben sighed as he tilted his head back against his bedroom window, staring blankly at his room. He just couldn't think straight. So many thoughts ran through his hand, some repeating and some just so loud he couldn't ignore them. With another sighed, he went to bed and quickly fell asleep.
His dream was dark. There was nothing. No light. No sound. Nothing.
"Ben!" someone called to him suddenly.
He snapped around to see who called him, but there was nothing and no one.
"Benjamin!"
"Ben!
"You can hear us, right?"
"Ben!"
"Quiet! You're all confusing him!"
So many voices now, he couldn't keep track. "Who's there?" he yelled out, spinning around in the darkness.
"Who else would be here, Ben?" a chilling voice asked, cool wind seeming to just flow through him. "We are always here. Most of the time, you just can't hear us."
"Yet you can hear us now," a raspy voice followed afterward.
"If only in your sleep," the first voice commented dully.
Ben gasped as his ten aliens forms suddenly appeared in front of him. "What's this about?" he asked, talking a step back. Last time he had a dream with any of his alien forms talking to him, Ghostfreak tried to possess him and escaped the Omnitrix.
"No need to worry," Brainstorm assured him, lifting one of his pincers in a calming manner.
"We only wish to speak with you for a moment, Ben," Big Chill said, mist seeping through his mouth, wings opened wide.
"About what?" Ben asked uncertainly.
"Who you associate with, for instance," Brainstorm commented.
Swampfire sighed and shook his head with his arms crossed over his chest. "Ben, we all consider you the Master," he started. "As parts of you, we are to protect you."
"To guide you when needed," Big Chill added, closing his wings around him.
"And we all believe that you do need some…advice, I guess," Jetray commented.
"Don't tell me you guys-!" Ben started, but was cut off.
"We believe it is wise to trust the half-breed," Chromastone stated, cutting into whatever Ben was going to say. "At least, in this case."
"Half-breed?" Ben repeated in confusion.
"He doesn't yet know," Big Chill helpfully informed the other aliens. "I don't think even the half-breed himself knows…yet."
"Who is this half-breed you guys are talking about?" Ben nearly shouted.
"It does not matter, not right now," Swampfire answered.
"I think it does!" the teen stated firmly.
"Let us just say that you and your cousin Gwendolyn are not the only alien hybrids on the team," Brainstorm informed him.
"You guys mean…Kevin?" Ben was shocked. Then again, it did make a little bit of sense. Normal humans weren't able to absorb materials they touch or alien powers. But even Kevin said he was just a mutant, never even mentioned being part alien. Then again, his father was a Plumber, and some Plumbers were aliens. What were the chances?
"Yes," Big Chill said, stepping forth to the young human. "It will come as a shock for a while, but it is the truth. Though is it really such a surprise?"
"A little," Ben answered. "Do you guys know…?"
"Yes," Goop spoke now. "Kevin is a dangerous alien hybrid."
"What he is, is an unstable being," Chromastone continued.
"He is fine as long as he absorbs materials, but those of his alien blood tend to go insane when they absorb powers from other aliens," Brainstorm finished. "No one knows why, but it is just the way it is. Do you remember when you two first met?"
"Yeah," Ben nodded his head. "I do…"
"Then you know from experience how unstable he can be," Swampfire pointed out, standing next to Big Chill.
"Though we agree with him on one point, we also want you to be cautious around him," the Necrofriggian stated. "He… cannot always be trusted."
"What are you guys agreeing with him on?" Ben asked.
"We're out of time," Echo-Echo said.
"Yes, it is the morning," Brainstorm sighed, rubbing his pincers together as the aliens started to fade away.
"Wait!" Ben yelled, reaching his hand out.
"We will speak again another time," Big Chill informed him. "Very soon…"
Ben jolted awake, wide-eyed and panting. Was that all real? Did he speak with his alien selves in his sleep?
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It was late. James asked him out for a movie that showed after 10 PM, and he agreed, not seeing any harm. The movie was over by midnight and James took him somewhere secluded, though he didn't know why. "You know," James sighed as he gently rubbed Ben's leg. "I still don't get why you dress like a girl sometimes."
"Guess I'm just self-conscious," Ben answered, laying his head on James's shoulder. Ben wore a tank top with a sleeveless jacket and a pair of jeans-shorts that reached his knees. "You gotta admit, though. I do look good."
"Aw, baby, you know I can't argue with ya," James chuckled before attaching his lips to Ben's neck as his hand went closer to the smaller teen's crouch.
"James," Ben gasped before pulling away from his boyfriend and pushing James's hand from his legs. "No, okay. Just… I'm not ready for that."
"What's wrong?" James asked in disbelief. "You love me, right?"
"Don't pull that 'If you love me, you'll do this' card!" Ben exclaimed. "I won't go for it! If you love me, you'll give me some time."
"Come on," James sighed heavily. "We've been going out for how long now? You haven't had long enough?"
"Believe it or not, no," Ben snapped at him. "And if you're going to be an asshole about it, screw you!"
He opened the car door and stepped out, slamming the door shut as he started to walk off. "Just what I had in mind," James mused to himself as he got out of the car. "Ben!" he called out. "Babe, you can't be walking around out here in the middle of the night. Anything can happen!"
"I can change into 10 different aliens, I think I can handle myself!" Ben snapped at him.
James grabbed his wrist and pulled him back quickly. "At least let me drive you home and you can rant and rave at me the entire way about what an asshole I'm being," he placated. "I promise, I'll behave now."
Ben stared at him long and hard before sighing heavily and nodding his head. "Fine," he said. "I want to go straight home."
With a smirk, James led Ben back to the car, but instead of letting into the passenger side, he opened one of the back doors and pinned Ben to the backseat. One hand holding both of Ben's thin wrists and the other undoing the smaller teen's shorts, Ben started to panic and thrash around. "James! Stop! What are you doing! Stop it!" The roaming hand suddenly left his shorts only the backhand his face.
"I can either make this painful or enjoyable for you," James warned him as he went back to trying to remove Ben's shorts, unknowingly activating the tracker Kevin constantly bugged Ben about keeping on him.
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'Well that deal was a bust,' Kevin thought to himself as he went back into his car. 'I should have known better. Damn deal was too good to be true.'
A beeping sounded off in his car, starting him for a moment before he pulled out his Plumber's badge. A holo-map appeared above it with a green spot in the center showing his location and a flashing red dot that wasn't too far from him. Kevin's eyes widened. The tracking devices were color-coded, Gwen's was a violet-magenta and Ben's was red.
'Ben!'
He tossed the badge onto the passenger seat then quickly started the car and peeling out of the lot he was parked in, speeding to Ben's location. He just hoped whatever was wrong, he would get to Ben on time.
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James had his legs pinned down with his own, both his wrists tied separate from each pother so he couldn't reach his watch, shirtless and his shorts on the floor of the car, with James taking off his own pants.
"Don't," Ben pleaded. "Please, don't."
"I'll try to make it gentle, but you gotta quit fighting me," James chuckled as he used one hand to trace patterns on Ben's abdomen while the other pulled his cock out of his pants.
"James, please don't do this," Ben continued on, trying to distract James so he could get his wrists free. "This isn't you. James, you wouldn't do this!"
"Probably not, but you're just so damn gorgeous I can't help myself," the older teen commented as both of his hands cupped Ben's butt and was about to enter him. Ben's eyes tightened painfully as the blunt end tried to force its way through his tight entrance.
A light suddenly shown through the car windows, making James jerk back a little bit to try and see who it was, but the lights were too bright. The car door was pulled opened and James was yanked out by his shirt then thrown to the ground. Ben started gasping until he realized who it was.
"Kev!" he called out.
"Just a sec, Ben!" Kevin answered, advancing towards James, who was trying to get back to his feet. Kevin kicked him in the stomach before picking him up by the shirt again and punching James in the face. "Put your dick away," Kevin spat at him as he climbed into the car's backseat and untied Ben's wrists. "You okay?"
"Barely," Ben softly said, voice shaky.
Kevin looked around the backseat, seeing Ben's shirt and jean-shorts then sighed with a small shake of his head. "Give me a second to get something out of my car," he said as Ben curled up into a ball on the seat.
As he walked past James, who tucked himself away but didn't zip up, he punched him in the face again, knocking the teen to the ground. He relished James's moan of pain as he opened his trunk and grabbed a blanket then went back to the other vehicle. He draped the blanket around Ben, who tucked the edges under his chin before Kevin picked him up bridal style and carried him to his car. He put Ben in the backseat, not wanting to make him uncomfortable in the passenger seat with only a blanket covering himself up.
Ben laid on the seat, blanket still covering him and still curled in a ball, as Kevin closed the backdoor. Inside, Kevin was seething. Outside, he was more worried about Ben than the asshole that just tried to rape him.
James staggered to his feet, hand on his bruising jaw as he glared at Kevin. With a deep inhale, Kevin absorbed the metal of his car until it covered his arm from the tip of his fingers to his shoulders. James's eyes grew wide at the sight of the green arm before a green fist was suddenly thrown into his face. Once again, James fell to the ground, but was quickly picked him by the back of his shirt and punched in the stomach. Kevin threw him to the ground then knelt down and grabbed James by his hair, yanking his head upwards.
"If I ever see you near Ben again, I will kill you," he warned. He slammed James's head onto the concrete before standing tall and going back to his car. He looked over his shoulder when he opened his car door, smirking at the blood that started to pour down James's face from the impact to the ground and the bruising that continued to grow on his face with a couple of others.
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The ride home was silent. Kevin kept glancing at Ben via rear-view mirror, but the younger boy just stayed curled up and kept the blanket over him. When they reached Ben's house, the lights were off and it was almost completely dark, the only exception being the porch light.
"Kevin," Ben called out.
"Yeah?" Kevin answered.
Ben was silent for a moment. "Thank you," he whispered.
Kevin smirked slightly as he got out of his seat, closed the door, then opened the door to the backseat. Ben watched him as he was scooped back into Kevin's arms. "You're welcome," he said as he closed the door then carried Ben into the house.
Ben didn't say another word until Kevin placed him on his bed then turned to head back to his car and head home. Ben grabbed Kevin's hand desperately, bringing the darker teen's attention to him. "Stay," Ben whispered, tugging on Kevin's hand. "Please?"
With a soft sigh, Kevin nodded then climbed into the bed next to Ben.
Yeah, no idea what Luna wanted to be done with James, but I have turned him into an asshole that thinks with the lower brain and made Kevin the hero! ^^ Yay! Next chapter, whenever I get to it because work and other stuff gets in way, I will try to make Ben and Kevin's relationship grow back into what it was.
And no, I could not resist having Ben's aliens talk to him…call it a bit of foreshadowing.
Review plz! ^^