The protests had indeed turned into a riot and Caim was dodging fists and clubs and signs every which way. Where are you Aaron? Dang it. The longer he's even around the corner the longer he's in danger! Making his way through the crowds he felt a hand fall on his shoulder and his spun around, fists up. His fear and anger flared before dying. Aaron stood in front of him, simply holding one hand up.
"Where is he?" he asked, his voice tense.
"Around the corner. He won't leave without you."
Aaron sighed and ran his other hand through his hair. "Tell him-"
"He won't leave. Trust me, I tried to get him to." Well that could be taken one of two ways.
Aaron was quiet for a minute as his eyes met Caim's before looking away. "Tell him I'll be there in a minute."
"You know he won't wait. He'll come looking for you. Do you want him in the middle of all this?" As though to emphasis his point, a police officer and a protestor fell beside them, the policeman yanking the other male's hands behind his back and cuffing him. Caim took a few steps back and glanced around, surveying the area. We need to get out before we become witnesses to a mass murder.
"Where is he?!" Aaron shouted, and Caim noticed that they had been separated by several people.
"Around the corner!" He pointed in the direction and as Aaron looked over his shoulder a guy slammed into him, toppling him to the ground.
Caim felt something in him snap and it was as though every emotion he should have been experiencing rushed him at once. It was as though for the past few minutes he had been numb and clear headed. Now he was angry. Dodging people he got to Aaron and yanked the other guy off of him by the back of his shirt. Fighting back, the guy violently tore away and Caim got slammed in the ribs in the process, knocking the wind from him. Not… fun.
"Hey, take it easy," Aaron said.
You're trying to reason with terrified and angry people? That won't get you- The guy hit Aaron square in the jaw. "Fucking mutant!" –anywhere. Jeez.
Caim stood and, as calmly as he could, grabbed the guy by both shoulders and swung him around, pushing him back into the crowd. Then he turned to Aaron. "Now would be a good time to run. You, more specifically, not with me and in the direction of your lover." He gestured down the street Riley was hiding out in before sprinting through the crowd as fast as he could, shouts from the angry male ringing out from behind him.
AN: Short and sweet. Just wanted to get this part done so I can upload all the juicy stuff coming up :)