No Love
Aftermath: No Love Lost
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Opening the door to Paddy's Gay Bar, Pit's aunt Liz immediately ran over to her nephew and scooped him up. Embracing the small brunette and assaulting his face with kisses, she very much fit the role of protective and loving guardian.
"Oh my little baby, you poor thing! Are you alright!?" The woman looked worriedly at the bandages on the copper haired boy's right hand and immediately set to kissing his face again.
"I'm fine auntie, I'm fine!" Pit laughed, pushing himself out of her arms. The woman, immediately turned to the blonde standing next to Pit. The brunette's lover had butterfly patches on his left eyebrow, which was somewhat swollen.
"Oh and how are you sweetie? Doing alright?" Liz asked, giving Link an equally warm hug.
"Yeah I'm fine, you should see the other guy." Link joked. Almost as if on cue, Ike and Soren emerged through the doors of the bar, Ike holding it open for his assistant. The boy stood on his toes and pecked his lover on the cheek, thanking him for the gesture.
"Wow, it sure is cold out there! I'm hearing they actually expect it to snow tonight!" The raven haired boy said, unraveling the scarf around his neck.
"Snow? No way, its barely even November!" Ike exclaimed. Unbuttoning his long tan coat. The bluenette had a cold compress on his cheek and two cuts on the bridge of his nose where Link had broken it.
"Liz, meet the other guy." Link said, gesturing to Ike. The woman looked curiously at the detective before turning her attention to Soren.
"So you're Ike! And that would make you Soren?" The woman asked, exchanging handshakes with the couple.
"Yep, that's us." Soren replied, chuckling as Liz warmly greeted him.
"I've heard so much about the two of you from Link and Pit." The woman continued, brushing grey bangs out of her face with her free hand.
"Uh oh. Lets hear it, what did they say? Nice things I'm hoping?" Ike laughed, smirking at Link and returning the hug that Pit offered him.
"Well, sure Ike. From what Pit's told me you've been quite the pal. And of course I've heard all about you Soren from Link. It sounds to me like you're the only friend the poor kids got."
"Please Liz, I have plenty of friends. Soren's just my closest one." Link groaned, reaching out and Wrapping Soren in a light hug.
"Auntie, we were going to meet some of our friends here, have you seen them?" Pit asked, his delicate voice interrupting the group.
"Friends? What do they look like?" The woman asked, once again pushing her graying hair off of her face.
"One should be pretty banged up, and the other is loud and obnoxious." Soren said cynically, a smile on his face. Immediately the middle aged woman sighed and glanced over your shoulder.
"Yep, I know exactly who you're talking about, they're sitting at the bar." The woman said, turning to resume her place as bartended for the night.
The whole group turned to look at the couple sitting at the bar, from their place at the front door they could already tell Roy had designated himself 'life of the party' for the evening. The bluenette was pressing a glass of what looked to be scotch against his temple while his lover ranted on about something the group couldn't hear over the crowd.
Marth himself wasn't looking so bad, he had a cast on his left arm from when the airbag had broken his thumb, but the bruises on his face were completely gone already. Walking over to the couple, their conversation slowly came into focus.
"All I'm saying Marth is that I think you're being a little pessimistic."
"Pessimistic, my cars airbag went off in my face! I woke up in the hospital a day later! And my thumb is broken! How am I supposed to play Resident evil now Roy!? I can't use the joystick!" The bluenette retorted, taking a sip from his glass, then returning to nursing his temple with it.
"But you were right, weren't you? You were right! You were right about the airbag, you proved me wrong. So its not a total loss, right?" Roy unconsciously reached his hand up to his forehead where the stitches had been. He'd taken them out himself only a few hours ago, but he couldn't help but constantly touch the spot where they'd been.
"Who care's if I was right!? I'd much rather be wrong if it meant my hand wouldn't be-"
"Hey what's up guys! You look great Marth, no more bruises or anything! I can't believe it was only four days ago that…" Link trialed off.
"Well thanks Link. How are you guys?" The bluenette asked, addressing the rest of the group.
"Oh, well, y'know, recovering." Ike said, patting the cold compress on his cheek and motioning to the bandages on Pit's right hand.
"Oh god Pit, I didn't realize I'd stabbed you that hard! Are you alright?" Roy cried, his eye's fixing on the bandages.
"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it Roy, I'd have probably done the same thing in your position." The boy comforted, scratching the back of his head.
"Alright, so lets get down to business! It's been four days and I still don't think that anybody fully understands what the hell even happened!" Ike declared, sitting down at the bar next to Marth. Motioning to his lover to sit next to him, Soren trotted over and plopped down on the stool next to his love. Rubbing the small of the black haired boy's back, Ike waited for Pit and Link to assume a place on the opposite end of Marth and Roy.
"Hey barkeep! Drinks!" Link demanded rudely, a wide grin on his face. Turning, Liz gave the blonde the finger.
"Get em' yourself, piss head!" The woman called, smirking.
"Aww, don't be like that Auntie!" Pit chuckled, hugging Link's waist.
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"No, somebody had to be doing something with somebody!" Roy exclaimed, aghast.
"Fraid' not Roy, sorry to disappoint you."
"Well what I don't get is…do Roy and Marth work for a crime syndicate or a-"
"Roy and Marth are idiots, they don't work for anybody." Soren said, smirking and taking a sip of chardonnay.
"Ha ha Soren, you're very funny. Pit we weren't even following you. Why the hell did you freak out!?" Marth asked, now working on his third glass of scotch.
"What do mean you weren't following me? I saw you the night me and Ike were at the Paddy's, you were outside my apartment the next day, and then I saw you at his office that night." The boy replied defensively.
"Speaking of which Pit, why did you meet with Ike at the bar again?" Link asked, confused.
"Well I'd never met him before so I decided to be safe."
"Pit how is meeting a complete stranger at a bar safe?" Ike wondered.
"Don't bother Ike, I don't understand him half the time either." Link said, kissing his lover on the forehead. Pouting, Pit took another sip of his Mojito.
"You didn't answer my question though, why were you everywhere that I went if you were following Ike?" The small brunette asked again, slightly irritated.
"I don't know, coincidence maybe? Also you're wicked paranoid Pit." Marth answered flatly.
"I am not paranoid!" The brunette exclaimed.
"Pit, you thought that I was going to rape you the first time I met you. After you were the one who suggested where we should meet!" Ike laughed.
"You're all jerks." The boy said under his breath, taking a long sip of his drink.
"So does that mean…that all of this…was for nothing?" Marth grumbled, almost certain he already knew the answer to the question. Roy decided to be the first to answer.
"I guess that it was, huh? It wasn't a total loss though, I mean it was entertaining wasn't it?" The redhead said, aware of what was coming next.
"Roy, if I didn't love you so much, you'd be dead by now." Marth said coldly, downing the rest of his scotch.
"How cruel…" Link whispered to Pit, who had to stifle a giggle. Staring into Ike's eyes, Soren smiled and decided to speak up.
"I don't think it was a total waste." The black haired boy said quietly. Ike returned the smile and patted his lover on the thigh.
"Yeah, well, that's cuz' you're the only one who didn't get banged up Soren!" Roy teased.
"And who's fault is that Roy?" Math accused. Turing to the redhead, he saw his lover wilt at the comment. Trying to remain stern, the bluenette glared at the boy for a moment until eventually he softened. Marth never had been able to stay mad at Roy. Sighing the bluenette kissed him on the cheek. Immediately Roy perked back up.
"Wow, is that the time, that took longer than I thought!" Ike blurted, staring at his watch.
"We're in a hurry Ike?" Soren questioned, baffled.
"Remember the client we have a meeting with tomorrow? We still need to repaint the wall!"
"Oh shit, I totally forgot!" Ike's assistant exclaimed.
"Why do you need to paint the walls?" Pit asked innocently.
"Probably to get dumbass over here's blood off it." Link chuckled, pointing to Roy.
"Oh sure guys, make fun of the crippled kid." The redhead grumbled.
"Can we hang out again sometime?" Pit asked Ike as the man slid on his large tan coat. The bluenette ruffled his friends hair before turning to Soren, who nodded in approval.
"I think that we're gonna all need to hang out again sometime!" The blunette responded cheerily.
"Yeah, we should exchange numbers." Marth chimed in.
"Another time though, just call us at the office, you all know the number by now. We really need to be going." Soren said apologetically, not wanting to be rude.
"Bye!" The four sitting at the bar said, almost in perfect unison.
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"That ribbon looks so cute on you Soren." Ike said, as he broke off their kiss to breath in the cold November air. Backing up from his lover, the bluenette allowed Soren to move from the wall he'd been pinned to.
"You really think so?" The boy said, running his fingers through the silky red ribbon. The bow it was tied into doing an excellent job of holding his hair in place.
"Yes, I really think so." Ike replied, kissing his black haired assistant on the forehead, right on his birthmark.
"Do we really have to paint the walls when we get back, there are other things I'd much rather do." Soren said seductively.
"Sorry Soren, but business first. We can always do that stuff when we get back to your house." Ike replied, unable to hide his excitement.
"Well that's true I- Was that a snowflake!?!" The boy exclaimed, looking up at the sky. Suddenly a light snow started to fall, white flakes dancing around the two lovers.
"Guess the forecast was right after all!" Ike said, trying to catch one of the crystals on his tongue.
"Who'd have thought?"
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"This next song is real classic, I'm sure that you all know it. The track is 'Feeling Good' by Nina Simone. Stay classy, and stay listening to Radio 101.3- where the classics keep stayin' cool."
"Ugh, can we change the station, I hate the blue's." Marth said, now drinking a club soda. Roy didn't have a liscence so he was going to need to actually pace himself."
"No wait, keep it! Just for this song! Please auntie, I love this song!" Pit whined just as Liz was about to change the station.
"Yeah, please auntie?" Link said, doing his best to mimic his lover.
"Alright, but only cuz' you two make such cute couple." The woman said smiling. Already the group could hear the sound of the blue's drifting through the now almost empty bar into their ears.
"Birds flyin' high, you know how I feel.
Sun in the sky, you know how I feel.
Breeze driftin' on by, you know how I feel."
"So what do you guys think, will they last?" Roy asked the group, gasping from the burn of the shot he'd just done.
"Fish in the sea, you know how I feel."
"I think that they're a sweet couple" Pit cooed.
"River's runnin' free, you know how I feel."
"They seem solid to me." Link said, giving an exaggerated thumbs up.
"Blossoms in the tree, you know how I feel."
"I agree." Marth said, gulping his club soda.
"Yeah, I wanna think that too. They'll be alright, I bet." Roy said, nodding in approval.
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As they walked to the car, Ike reached into his pocket. Fishing out a penny, he studied the tarnished copper coin. Heads, we're soul mate, tails…tails we're not. Throwing the coin up in the air, the bluenette could barely see it through the snow now steadily falling all around him and Soren. Catching the coin in his palm he immediately covered the copper piece before he had a chance to look at the result.
"Call it love." Ike said to Soren coyly.
"What do you mean, call what?"
"Heads or tails, call it." Ike said, motioning down with his eyes at the concealed coin.
"Okay.. Heads, I guess." The raven haired boy replied, shaking out his hair now dotted with specks of white snow. Heads we're soul mates. Uncovering the coin with his hand, the bluenette chucked the coin into the storm drain next to their car. The detective didn't even bother to see whether his lover had guessed correct or not
"What kind of idiot would leave something like that to chance?" Ike chuckled, pressing his lips to Soren's. Passionately the black haired assistant kissed him back. As their kiss intensified, the whole world melted around them, like a snowflake.
"It's a new day!
It's a new dawn!
It's a new Life for meeeee!
And I'm feeeeelin' good!"
"That was Nina Simone's- 'Feelin Good', hope you guys appreciated it. Stay classy, and stay listening to Radio 101.3- where the classics keep stayin' cool."
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No Love, End