"I spy with my little eye… something beginning with W!" Ken cheered, looking enthusiastically at Jet. The older spiked haired boy just sighed. The game had been fun and first and all, but there wasn't much that they could spy in a cell.

"Wall?" He guessed sarcastically, already knowing the answer. Ken nearly doubled over and looked up at Jet with wide eyes. He began spluttering before finally getting out what he wanted to say.

"How did you know?" The boy was literally gobsmacked and Jet's eyebrow twitched. Honestly, this guy…

"Because…" Jet's voice was low and he was trying hard to stop himself from hitting the brown haired boy in front of him. "That's the same thing you've said for the last three rounds. Please, can we stop playing this game now?"

Ken pouted and leaned back, placing his hands nonchalantly on the back of his neck. He looked around the room a few times before flicking his gaze back to his comrade, Jet.

"Jet~" He whined. "I'm bored~"

Jet sighed and rubbed his temple as if he was irritated with the younger boy, but, in all honesty, he too was bored out of his mind. Then, it clicked and he grinned evilly at Ken.

"I know." He chuckled darkly. "Why don't we play boxing? I'm sure it will be real fun for you."

Ken gulped and looked the tanned boy over, taking in all his muscles and his athletic build. He suddenly grew nervous and raised his hand, a weak smile stretched across his lip. He could feel himself sweating as Jet stood up and began to crack his knuckles.

"N-no." He stuttered, his voice high-pitched and squeaky. "On second thoughts, I think sometimes doing nothing is for the best, you know?" He began to ramble on, listing excuse after excuse, his hands waving frantically in front of him. "And you know we might disturb our neighbours, and –"

"Ken." Said boy froze and cranked his head round so that he was facing the slowly approaching silver haired boy. "Shut up."

Then, Ken screamed.

"Ouch…" Ken muttered, raising his fingers to gently touch his swollen eye. He had bruises everywhere he could see, and dreaded to think what the places he couldn't see looked like. "Damn Jet… I'm not a punching bag you know…"

"You say something?" Ken hurriedly shook his head.

"No, Jet-Sama."

Jet quirked an eyebrow from where he was laying, back leaning against the stone wall, and looked over to Ken, an amused smile playing on his lips.

"Jet-Sama?" He asked, trying to suppress his laugh. "Where the hell did that come from?"

Ken scowled and looked over to his comrade, his eyes dark.

"You told me while you was beating me up that if I called you Jet-Sama you would stop punching me." Ken growled.

This time, Jet actually did laugh, the sound warm and friendly and not like his usual chuckle when teasing Ken. He tried to calm himself, one hand on his stomach while the other was flicking away joyous tears.

"D-dude!" He stuttered, giggles still escaping his lips. "I-I was joking! You don't really have to call me Jet-Sama!"

Ken froze and slowly put his hand down on the floor. Jet instantly stopped laughing and looked at Ken, concern dancing in his eyes. Carefully, he reached forwards to place his hand on brown eyed eighteen year olds shoulder. Ken flicked his gaze to the side to look at Ken, a menacing look dancing in the chocolate brown orbs. Jet flinched and blanched, ripping his hand from midair and letting it drop back at his side.

"K-Ken, don't take it so seriously!" This time the stutter was from nerves – he wasn't even thinking about laughing anymore, the look in Ken's eyes was terrifying.

Suddenly, Ken stood up, his bangs shadowing his eyes. Jet winced and watched nervously as Ken moved over to the other side of the room and laying down – his back to Jet – on their bed.

"K-Ken?" His voice was barely above a whisper. "Aren't you going to hurt me or anything?"

"No." Then Ken smirked, unaware to Jet. "I have something much, much worse planned."

Jet gulped.

"Wakey-wakey! Rise and shine!" Came an all too cheerful voice. Jet groaned and opened his eyes, waiting for the haze of sleep to pass.

When the silver haired boy sat up, he stretched and yawned, casting his gaze around the room, looking for his teammate. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw the boy sitting right by his side, a cheeky grin on his face.

"K-Ken?" He asked, scared of what the answer to his next question would be. "Why are you smiling like that?"

Ken laughed and then lowered his head, a malicious smirk tainting his lips and his hair shadowing his eyes. Jet shivered.

"Your surprise is ready." He said, his voice unusually dark. Jet had know Ken for quite a while now, at least a month, and never had he heard the cheeky, cheerful boy be so… scary.

"What surprise?"

Ken chuckled and again and began to move to the side. Jet's heart was racing. What was this psychopath planning? He closed his eyes in anticipation, his teeth clamped tightly over his bottom lip.

"Ta-da!" Ken cheered, his arms held high above his head. Jet nervously opened his eyes.

Then, he nearly fell to the floor. His lip twitched into a smile and quiet giggles began to grow louder and louder until he was nearly doubled over in hysterical laughter.

On the wall in front of him was a badly drawn picture – scored with a sharp rock – of what he supposed what meant to be him. The picture showed him dancing like a hula girl in a bikini top and grass skirt while Ken laughed – or he thought it was meant to Ken? – in the corner with a camera. Over the picture, the words 'Jet likes to shake his booty' were scored.

Jet grabbed Ken in a headlock – still laughing – and began to ruffle his hair with his knuckles while Ken clawed at his arm and gasped for breath.

"Not bad squirt!" The older boy praised, tear of laughter stinging the corners of his eyes. "Not bad at all."

Then, Jet smiled a true, happy smile. The moment was perfect.

"Jet… You're suffocating me…"

Sorry for the wait, it was hard to think of stuff for these two, their personalities were basically the same. Ok, is it just me or did the first scene, and maybe a few others, turn out like Deidara and Tobi from Naruto? Ok, I really need to stop watching that so much!

Tobi is a good boy~

Poll will be open from this chapter and it will last for three days. Unless you want your favourite team to be killed off, I suggest to vote :)

Good luck to everyone, I hope your favourite wins!

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