No Love
2-No Love for Pit
I've always considered myself lucky, sure bad things happened to me, and sometimes they happen still, but I've always considered myself lucky. I think that the only really bad luck I ever had was when I was twelve, and my parents left the country. Mom was a businesswoman, Dad was a businessman, and both of them needed to leave, because their company had expanded and was going overseas. They left me with my aunt while they were gone, but then they never really came back, did they? They do call me, usually once a week, to say they love me, and they send me money for things that I need, or send me gifts I don't need. I still live with my aunt, who I also love dearly, but she could never replace a mom and a dad. Who could? That was what I thought, until I met him, he came so close, closer than anybody. He was the only thing that ever came close to replacing a mom and a dad. Link, he came really, really close, closer than anybody ever has. He'll always be close to me.
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"Um Ike, are you okay?" Soren stared quizzically at the larger man as they sat at their booth, waiting to be served. The red leather of the seats, squeaking under Soren's bottom as he fidgeted once again.
"Huh? Yeah, just feel like I forgot to do something, at the office, y'know?" He lied. Lied to a liar. There was something about it that left a bitter, funny taste in his mouth.
What if Soren hadn't left that hallway when he did? What if those two kids had come up the stairs just a little bit faster? Oh my god! What if me and Soren had still been in the office talking? If those two had come even the slightest bit sooner, I don't even want to think what could have happened!
Lost in thought, Ike barely heard the waitress ask him what he wanted to drink. He flatly ordered a sprite and told her they weren't ready to order their meal yet.
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Ike flipped through the photographs, the other contents of the folder still strewn across the floor of the hall outside his office. There was one of a small brunette about 16 or 17, a dirty blonde about 19 or 20, and then there was Soren.
He turned to the first photo, Pit Owen- Victim. Then he turned to the second photo, Link Litsky- asshole. He didn't even look at the third photo, he just stuffed all three into the folder and turned to his new 'clients'.
"So I'm guessing asshole means…"
"That's right, Link is cheating on Pit." Marth replied stone-faced.
"Poor kid, so then third party means…" Ike responded, clearly in a haze.
"Yeah, he's cheating on Pit with Soren." Ike felt a knife go through his heart. Why should I even care?
"I thought so." He bent down and slowly gathered up the scattered papers. If he didn't hurry the 'third party' would wonder why he'd been left waiting at the car for so long.
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"Well, maybe you didn't shut off the lights?" Soren responded, finally finding a comfortable sitting position.
"Yeah, I guess it could be that." The diner they were sitting in was an old favorite of Ike's, "Lenny's eats" was the name. Strangely enough there had never been an owner named Lenny at any point in the places ten year history.
The only reason he even knew of it was because he'd been there a lot as a kid. Dad sure did love this place, didn't he? Ike always looked back fondly at those days, his father sipping coffee and looking through case files while he sat across from him, astounded.
Regardless of his own personal history with the place, that wasn't why he ate there, he had no nostalgia for the old diner, none at all. The truth was that it was close to his office, never very busy, and the food was actually damn good. But then, he supposed his father had probably liked it back then for the same reasons.
"So I can't help but ask but, why are we here?" Soren said, his eyes peeking out from behind his tall laminated menu.
"What? You're not hungry?" Ike's voice sounded flat, distant. He was trying his hardest to mask the irritation in it, but he could only do so much.
"No it's not that, I just… well I mean, isn't this strange?"
"Strange? It's not like we're on a date Soren." The youth visibly wilted at the comment and, burying his face behind his menu barely muttered a reply.
"I know."
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"So what was up with that guy?" Roy asked as the couple exited the red brick building and emerged out into a brisk fall day. Shielding his eyes, Roy couldn't help but marvel at the beautiful day.
"What do you mean?" Marth replied walking over and examining the parking meter next to their car.
"Well I don't know, he seemed anxious. And not just like he was in a hurry. Plus did you see how he looked at that picture of Soren, he freaked out."
"Well, maybe he knows Soren from somewhere. Do you want a jacket?" Marth proposed reaching into the backseat of the Mercedes for his own pea coat.
"Yeah, I'll take a jacket, its really cold all of a sudden. But you really think Soren could know that guy? That's sorta unlikely." Roy reached out his hands and caught the bomber jacket Marth chucked over his shoulder. He stared down and admired the beat up old coat.
"Maybe it is. So anyways, you want to go get lunch or something. I fed this meter a whole bunch of quarters so we've got some time to kill." The bluenette turned to Roy who was busily engaged in a battle with his jacket's zipper. The boy looked up at his lover and beamed. Forgetting about the zipper he ran over and hugged him around the neck.
"I would love some lunch." He said nuzzling the bluenette.
"Good, because I was going to get some lunch whether you wanted to or not." He gently pushed the red head back, then kissed him on the cheek. Twirling the car keys on his finger he slowly started to take off down the sidewalk.
"You jerk!" Roy couldn't help but to laugh as he took off down the street after Marth, jogging to catch up.
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Holding his hands to his face to return some warmth to them, Link stood in the foyer of his small apartment and started kicking his shoe's off.
"I'm home my angel!" He called sweetly, unbuttoning his denim jacket and tossing it on the floor by his shoe's Almost as if on command, Pit emerged from the kitchen and ran over, literally jumping into the blonde's arms.
"You know I hate it when you leave and I'm still asleep!" He said immediately kissing the larger man on the lips. Pivoting himself Link gently pinned Pit against the wall and passionately kissed back. After about a minute he decided to surface for a quick breath.
" Sorry, duty called, they needed me at the café. You got my message on you're phone though, right?." He asked, panting slightly.
Before the angel could even answer Link leaned against the wall with both hands and moved himself in for another kiss. The small brunette eagerly clasped the blondes face with both hands and kissed him deeply again, feeling the mans tongue gently trace the inside of his mouth.
"Well, yeah, but I still missed you." The brunette gasped, Leaving the kiss only to catch his breath.
"Would you like to continue this discussion in the bedroom?" Link said, stroking the brunettes light brown locks.
"Yes, please." Pit responded, his face reddened and a coy smile on his lips.
"To the bedroom!" The blonde flung the brunette over his shoulders and made his way to the bedroom.
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With one heave the blonde effortlessly tossed the small boy onto the tempur-pedic in their bedroom, the boy bounced slightly with a laugh and then landed softly on the foam. Link studied him for a moment.
"I'm taking requests, anything you'd like?" He said to the brunette as he removed his red t-shirt. The boy pointed to his lips with his index finger and smiled shyly. Link happily obliged him and immediately the two were locked in a passionate kiss. As the two locked lips the blonde slowly fumbled with his lovers t-shirt, slowly lifting it up to the boys shoulders. Breaking the kiss, he lifted Pit's shirt up over his head.
"Link I-" The boy stammered but was immediately cut off by his own gasp as he felt Link caress the left side of his chest. He then immediately felt the mans soft lips on the nape of his neck. It was almost to much for him, Link was far superior to the boy in these matters.
"You were saying something angel?" Link asked playfully his had still exploring all of Pit's exposed chest.
"Link, don't be cruel- mmmmm!" The boy cut himself off again as he felt Link gently nibble on his earlobe. Slowly the blonde's hand working their way down his sides, then down his waist and into his pajama pants. Massaging Pits rear with his hand Link slid the pants down with his other hand until they were at his knees. The blonde immediately stopped as he felt the boy wrap his arms around his neck, he was breathing heavily and Link could feel Pit shivering.
"You're ready now?" He asked, staring at his lover puzzled.
"No more foreplay! I can't wait!" Pit managed to rasp in between breaths.
Having been given the go ahead Link immediately reached into the bedstand for some lubricant, finally palming it he quickly prepared himself.
"Are you sure that you're ready?" Link asked staring at his lover, trying to restrain himself. He was already hot himself. The brunette nodded and smiled at the larger man. Slowly Link began to insert his whole length into the boy. He felt Pits short nails dig into his back as he slid himself inside. With one last whimper from the small brunette Link was fully inside.
"See that's why we do the foreplay. Did I hurt you?" The boy shook his head and winced.
"No, I'm-I, please don't stop!" Pit pleaded. With that the blonde Proceeded to thrust, Pit immediately yelped and went limp. With another thrust from Link the boy was already clutching at the sheets on the bed and moaning in delight. The blonde began to pant as he pushed harder, it was all he could do to hold out for his lovers sake. Placing his arm under his lover he lifted him up and supported him while positioning himself sitting up.
Holding his lover in his lap he could hear the harshness of his lovers breath, and the warmth he felt enveloping himself made him almost ready to climax. Just a bit longer, just a bit. Pit gasped in delight, his mind going blank with the pleasure. As Link started to move even faster he found himself lost and overwhelmed. Arching his back he clutched his lover as tight as he could and shrieked in delight. As he released he heard his lover gasp unable to hold on any longer. He gasped as he felt Link release inside of him.
Both collapsed on the bed out of breath and unable to even move. It was a while before Link rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling still breathing heavily.
"You tire me out Pit, you know that?"
"Don't tell me that we're finished already?" The small brunette asked, pleading with his sapphire eyes. The blonde reached over with one arm and pulled the boy on top of himself. Kissing him gently on the cheek he stroked the boys chocolate hair.
"Just give me a minute Pit." He panted. "I think I might be the one in need of some foreplay."
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"Here, this place looks good." Marth stood yell at a neon sign which read "Lenny's Eats." However in the dark the sign probably read something like "LENY' ETS" as about half of the letters on the sign seemed to have burned out long ago.
"Marth you're an idiot, this place looks like a shit hole." Roy stared up at the same sign as Marth, and yet it seemed the diner's charms were wasted on him.
"Well if you never take a gamble and try new things, then how will you ever know what's good?" The bluenette reached out and held the door open for the redhead who rolled his eyes and walked through the door.
"Well we'll see, won't we? This place will either be great or a spectacular waste of-"
"Hi Roy!" Roy whipped around so fast he almost crashed into a waitress carrying a half full glass coffee pot. He looked at the booth directly next to the entrance on the right, sitting in the red leather booth were both Soren and their new private investigator friend.
"Hey, um, what's up Soren?" Roy recovered staring at the raven headed boy, hoping he was keeping his composure well. The bluenette sitting in the booth opposite the boy was slowly sinking deeper and deeper into his seat. What the fuck are you doing here private detective? And why is Soren here!?! The raven haired boy adjusted himself in the seat, twisting his back so that he was facing the door, and responded.
"I'm just out to lunch with my new boss. So is Marth with you or…" Marth who had been trying to slowly slink back out the door was abruptly grabbed by the wrist. Roy looked at him and the bluenette immediately knew he was in for the long haul.
"Yep, I'm here too Soren."
"So what brings you to this side of town?" The red eyed boy asked innocently. Shit Marth, what does bring you to this side of town? Fumbling only for a moment Marth managed to piece a story together in his head.
"Oh, you know, I just heard that this place had the best burgers ever, so I figured 'why not'?" Marth lied, praying that Soren was as gullible as Roy had led him to believe. He'd never really met Soren before, he had only become acquainted through Roy, who had apparently known Soren for years.
"Really? Ike said that this place was good too. How did you hear about it?" Before Marth even got the chance to come up with a lie the other bluenette decided to chime in.
"I told them about it!" He blurted. You idiot. Marth wanted to jump across the booth and strangle the larger man.
"Ike! I didn't know that you knew Marth and Roy! How did you meet?" Ike instantly felt a chill go down his spine. You god damned idiot.
"I well, its, I mean that-" Ike stammered
"We just met this morning!" Roy nearly yelled, causing Soren who had just turned around to face Ike to immediately whip his head around to face the red head. Now Marth could see the pale youths red eyes start to narrow, his brow furrow. He was hoping it was just confusion and not suspicion, but Soren was a deceptively smart person, apparently.
"Um, I don't mean to interrupt, but would you like to be seated now?" All four turned to stare at the waitress standing next to Marth and Roy.
She seemed almost immediately uncomfortable, and slowly started too hide behind the tray in her hands, her face beet red. You wonderful woman! You wonderful, brilliant, beautiful woman! Marth continued to praise the waitress in his head for her perfect timing as Roy explained to her that they would like the booth on the opposite end of the door. This being because they wanted the fresh air coming out of the doorway. The waitress nodded and showed them to their seats, both ordered waters.
"Wow! So that was a close one huh?" Roy said staring past Marth to the booth on the opposite end of the door, namely the IkexSoren booth.
"Holy shit! That was almost a train wreck! What is the matter with that detective? And how in god's name does he know Soren?"
"Yeah, I guess you were right about that. I'm thinking we should flag him down and ask that right now." With that Roy started to make any frantic hand gesture he thought would get the large bluenette's attention.
"Roy are you stupid? Cut that out!" Marth grabbed the boys arms and yanked them down out of the air. It was too late however, he had caught Ike's attention. The man was now curiously, and very noticeably, staring at their both past an oblivious Soren who was completely absorbed in the menu.
"What if Soren had seen that you dumbass!?!" Marth glanced over at the booth.
"Oh shit, that idiot is staring at us."
"Yeah, exactly. Now I just signal him to go to the bathroom and ask him some questions."
"Well I'm coming too then." Marth retorted.
"No way, if Soren notices that we're all gone he'll figure it out."
"Figure what out?" Marth asked.
"I don't know. Just it."
"Well then I'm going to the bathroom to ask the questions."
"Again, no. You want to tear the guy's throat out, I saw you give him the death eyes. You stay here." With that Roy proceeded to stand and jump up and down while waving his hands over his head.
The bluenette, who's attention Roy already had, cocked his head and stared in confusion. Realizing both were on the verge of alerting Soren Marth swiftly kicked Roy in the hip. The boy turned and, after vigorously pointing to the bathroom, 'stealthily' slunk off into the restaurant. Marth shut his eyes and gently slammed his head into the table. All he had running through his head was fifty different scenario's all ending with Roy or Ike, the new idiot in his life, completely blowing their cover.
Ike slowly stood up and took one last sip of his soda before turning to Soren.
"I'm going to the bathroom, be back in a flash." With that he turned and walked off towards the bathroom.
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"What the fuck are you doing with Soren!? How do you even know the guy!? Wait-are you banging him too!?!" Ike was taken aback by the sudden burst of fury the redhead was showing. Quickly glancing around the bathroom to make sure nobody was in the room, he responded.
"What, no, I am not 'banging him'. Plus, why are you at this diner, are you insane!?"
"How could we know you two would be here? And you answer my question now!" Ike looked at the blind rage in the youth's eyes and was afraid in spite of his size.
"Look, Soren is my assistant. I only just met him today though. I literally hired him about five minutes before you guys showed up." He saw the youth was skeptical.
"Look cross my heart, that's what happened. When you guys were coming up the stairs you missed him by a hair." Ike pleaded. Roy could see the mercenary was telling the truth and was just as shaken as he was. He dropped his guard and patted the man on the shoulder.
"Alright then, sorry. Don't tell Soren you're investigating him, whatever you do. You are still going to investigate him, right?" He stared up at the bluenette anxiously.
"Yeah, I took the case right, I don't back down from my cases. Bad for business."
"You don't feel, y'know, conflicted or anything?" Roy looked at the detective, he needed to be sure they could trust the guy.
"Conflicted? No. If Soren is the asshole it looks like he is, then I don't feel shit." Ike's tone said it all- he was in it to win it. Roy no longer had any doubts, but something was still bugging him, something Ike probably should know.
"Keep this in mind though, detective. Soren may not be the bad guy, he's only ever met Link. He doesn't know Pit at all. He could not even know what he's gotten himself into." The redhead turned to the mirror on the wall, and then to the bluenette.
"He doesn't know Pit?"
"No, I'm positive they never met before." Roy paused for a moment.
"He's a good friend, Soren. But if he is the asshole it looks like he may be, give him hell, for me." The boy smiled and started for the door, turning only to give a small farewell.
"Later!" With that Roy turned and exited the bathroom, letting the door slam behind him. He could not even know… the word's rang in Ike's head.
"What's it gonna be Mr. Detective?" He said aloud, reaching into his pocket for a coin, a lucky penny, he was hoping.
"Heads you're on Soren's side, tails you're on those guys' side." He found a penny and threw it in the air.
As he watched the bright copper dance through the air in front of him, he found his thoughts drifting back to Soren over and over again. The boy seemed to be in all of his thoughts today, and the man wondered why. Questions for another day, he supposed. The coin finally hit the tile with a loud, echoing ring.
He could not even know…
When it was finished rolling the coin finally stopped on tails. He stood and stared at it for a few minutes, knowing exactly what tails meant. He decided that he wasn't leaving anything else to chance today.
"Soren's side it is." Ike said as he opened the door, not bothering to retrieve his coin. As he made his way back to the table, studying the back of the boy's raven clad head, he wondered if he really, truly, had any clue what the hell he was getting himself into.
"Well, look who's back." Ike said cheerily, sliding himself back into the booth.
"You seem happy all of a sudden." Soren replied, stirring the ice in his unsweetened tea. Soren seemed happier too, Ike noted.
"Well y'know, guess I was just preoccupied. Why, was I killing the mood?" Ike glanced over Soren's shoulder only to see that Marth and Roy had both left their booth.
"Don't seem so uptight Ike, we're not on a date." Soren stared Ike in the eyes with an expression the bluenette couldn't place. Some strange cross between happiness and…well, something.
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Pit lay in the bed, loving the feel of everything around him. The warmth from the heater, the feel of sheets on his bare skin, the soft pillow against his ruffled hair. In the other room he could hear Link trying to force his shoes onto his feet and cursing as he did so. Link had come home at about three, they'd been at 'it' for about what Pit guessed was two hours. Then they had done what Pit loved to do most, just laid there. Him and Link. The brunette loved that most, that he and Link could spend time like that, for no reason, just for the sake of it.
"Alright Pit, I'm headed out." Link came bursting back into the room hopping on one foot as he forced a red Converse All Star onto the other. Pit immediately dove out from under the covers and ran over to his lover.
"Pit, you make me never want to leave." Link looked his lover up and down, a sly smile spreading on his lips. Pit blushed and hurriedly covered himself up.
"Don't say that, its embarrassing." The boy's tone was playful, but self conscious.
"I don't get why you have such a problem with just being naked, but being naked and having sex is somehow fine." The boys face exploded into a deep pink and he stared at the floor.
"It just- I don't know, it just bothers me." The boy continued to stare down. Gently lifting his chin with his index finger, Link stared into his blue eyes.
"Look, I'm sorry, I'll be back in an hour or so. I didn't mean anything by it." With that he kissed the boy on the lips and headed for the door.
"Where are you going?" Pit asked, now covering his groin with the pillow from the bed.
"Soren's house. And like I said, an hour tops."
"Ohhhhh, Soren!" The boy chirped, enthusiastically. "Tell him that I said hello, I haven't seen him in ages." Pit said as Link undid the chain on the door.
"Don't worry Pit, I'll give him your regards."
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No Love For Pit, End