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Altair sighed as he tossed and turned around in his bed for the fifth time tonight; no matter what he wanted, it seemed his restless mind would not allow him to sleep. Sighing softly the Arabian male slid out of bed; he was wearing practically nothing but the assassin didn't seem to mind; the curtains were drawn and it was dark in the room you could barely see the outline of the furniture the only light coming from the glow of the digital clock next to his bed told him it was 4:45am.
Altair frowned a bit and started to pace around in his room; what was he going to do? There was no way he could face Alex, he wouldn't be able to look the man in the eye! Hell he could barely look at Dana right now without knowing that her brother was watching his every move; if he didn't know any better he'd say Alex's paranoia was rubbing off on him.
Ever since Alex kissed him he had been avoiding the other, and for good reason! He didn't know why Alex attacked him, why he kissed him or what motivated the older man to do such a thing! Was he simply pent up and Altair was the nearest thing to let out his frustration? (His sister didn't count. Obviously) Alex WAS a man after all and he had needs didn't he? He didn't want to risk being alone with Alex; as long as Dana around he knew the other wouldn't try anything but if they were alone...well Altair just didn't know what he'd do if the older man attempted to kiss him second time.
It wasn't that Altair hadn't LIKED Alex kissing him, in fact he was quite surprised to realize that he hadn't minded it at all; which posed a few confusing questions for himself; he had only ever been intimate with one women, an old friend named Abda, and she had died many years ago before his failure at Solomon's temple, he had never really looked at a man and found them attractive.
Alex wasn't exactly the best looking man around either; that's not to say he was ugly but his looks were above average at most the only thing that really stood out, that really made Alex stand out were those icy blue eyes; no it wasn't Alex's looks he liked the most, so what was it? His personality towards Altair was so full of mood swings that he didn't know where he stood...but with Dana he was different; he never said it out loud but it was obvious how much he cared for her; every time she went out he'd hold a concerned look, whenever she laughed his mouth would twitch smile just a tiny bit, when she was sad he'd rub her back to make her feel better.
For Alex Mercer, it seemed actions were louder then words ever could be and in a lot of ways Altair liked that about the other man.
Altair sighed as he pulled back the curtains a little to look out the window; it was still early in the morning and the streets of New York was covered in a fine fog that would be gone by the time people started getting up for work.
Altair; sighed he knew he wasn't going to get any more sleep so he pulled on a soft pale blue hoodie and a pair of jeans (He never wore Boxers again they itched so much) and slid on the straps for all his weapons; the straps looked very odd on modern clothing but assassin wasn't about to be fussy about such thing; after all he was only going to practise for a bit and he was going to be on his own.
Once he was ready he opened the window and climbed out of the window he reached above the window feeling for a crevice, once he found a suitable handhold, he crawled his way up the building; he always found it amusing how Dana despaired of him and Alex for 'not fucking using doors like normal fucking people' as she put it.
Altiar smiled to himself as he hopped onto the flat roof of the apartment complex they were in and breathed in the early morning air deeply, letting it fill his lungs before he exhaled with a soft sigh; it was quite this morning, only the faint thrum of a helicopter in the distance could be heard and Altiar smiled to himself, whatever Alex was doing out there he was doing a good job it seemed.
The Arabian assassin started out by sitting over the edge of the roof and meditating; he had found that it was good to relax and meditate ones mind and body before training as well as before a mission and he used it to calm himself and for a while ignore the thoughts racing through his mind.
Once he felt relaxed enough and his mind clear, he began with his exercises; even though he wasn't technically an 'assassin' at the moment, he still trained to keep his body in shape and considering that those hunter things were out there, it was defiantly necessary at the moment.
He started out with some target practise, Dana had set up a sort of shooting range for him so he could throw knives at old metal tin cans and plastic bottles filled with a little water to give them weight. Altair smirked as he set up the bottles and flicked out his knives; his aim was precise as ever eat knife hitting its mark easily the tin cans and bottles falling over and clattering to the floor; he repeated this process a few times before he moved on to his dagger.
He went through some simple movements on the roof, his eyes were closed as he imagined he was surrounded by templars; he moved quickly, he thrust and jabbed his dagger in one hand, while his free hand struck out with a punch to the face or stomach as he imagined breaking an opponents guard and slicing their throat open before moving onto another and another.
For an assassin Altair wasn't particularly bloodthirsty, he didn't much like killing needlessly only killing when necessary; lives that must be taken in order to save others; kill a few to save a thousand, that's what he lived for.
Altair was unaware, that by this point he was being watched, every step, every twist and turn of his movements was being watched and absorbed by Alex as he crouched on the roof of the stair well; He couldn't sleep; he never could, the voices in his head, they always stopped him getting any sort of rest he felt though that in a twisted way, that he deserved no rest, he deserved no reprieve, he was to blame for the outbreak, because he had released Greene so it was only fair in a way he suffer for his mistakes.
He had come up here after getting no rest in order to get a breather, maybe even scout the area a little without Dana knowing, but he was surprised to find the younger man had beaten him to it and was unaware of him watching.
Alex could feel his breathing speed up as he watched Altair's body twist and turn; the virus rippled madly with want; with the need to know if Altair was a flexible as a mate as he was on the battle field, he wanted to know what his reactions would be in the midst of pleasure.
Alex shook his head and grist his teeth in irritation; he couldn't believe he was thinking these thoughts for another MALE of all people; he had been with Karen Parker before; a women, and while he barely remembered their time together; he obviously knew that and man and a women being together was normal, it was basic survival identical to find a women and procreate.
But with Altair it was different; he was obviously male for a start and there was something about the assassin...maybe it was the way he talked, maybe it was the fact he was a killer too or maybe it was because the assassin was pleasing to the eye, or even a mixture of all three, Alex really didn't know where it stemmed from, only that these feeling had grown over the past few months that Altair had been staying with him and his sister.
All in all, Alex really couldn't be sure about anything right now all he knew, was that the Arabian man made the virus stir...he knew a part of what he was feeling was his own feelings...the other part was a pure primal need; he wanted Altair; he wanted to taste the others lips on his, to feel his body against his, and do things that he didn't even know he had the knowledge of! He had never been gay as far as he knew, but he somehow already knew how the sexual act of two males worked; he'd obviously picked that up from someone he'd consumed.
The more Alex watched Altair move the more the virus stirred; it was driving him crazy, even more crazy than any voice that was screaming in his head. He knew he should walk away but his eyes were fixed on Altair entranced; the way the assassin fought wasn't anything like him; he was wild, feral, he attacked without mercy and didn't give a damn at what mess he made, Altair's fighting style was different from his; it was controlled, precise, it was fast and graceful; the way Altiar moved, the way he twisted and turned was almost like he was dancing.
The longer the older man watched, the harder it was to look away; it was fascinating to watch; almost beautiful in its own way and Alex could imagine Altair killing handfuls of men at a time; without pause, without mercy and making it seem like murder was an art form.
Alex shuddered softly; he should go before he lost control and did more than just pin Altair to the wall and kiss him, he shifted his weight and stood hoping to sneak off, but luck was never on his side and as soon as Alex shifted to stand up, Altair noticed.
"...!" Altiar paused his sword in the air mid swing "...How long..." He broke off lowering his sword and he tried not to blush in embarrassment; how long had Alex BEEN there without him knowing! Usually he was for more attentive, being able to sense when someone was sneaking up behind him but he hadn't sensed Alex at all and it was scary how the older man could sneak up on him like that.
"..." Alex didn't reply as he watched Altair his eyes looking him up and down "I haven't been here long, I couldn't sleep" He said; that was the truth at least, he couldn't have been here more then 15 minutes tops.
"Ah...alright" an awkward silence stretched between them Alex was just standing there and the assasin just didn't know what to say to Alex; oh sure there were PLENTLY of things he wanted to ask him; why did you kiss me? Why do you claim to dislike me when your body says other wise; why are you giving me such a smouldering look?' to name a few but none of them got past his lips.
"..." Alex was silent; he had never been very good with words; well not unless he was pissed off then his wording got...colourful (and Altair wondered where Dana got it from!) he had no idea what to say to the other; did he apologize? Should he say sorry for kissing him even though he wasn't sorry at all?
"...Why...did you kiss me?"Altair asked the first question ,slowly, carefully as if tiptoeing around a time bomb; he didn't know whether this question would irritate Alex, make him leave or if he'd actually answer.
"..." Alex swallowed; he had known this question would eventually come to haunt him, he had always known that, he winced a little not sure he had a complete answer for the other. "...I..." He broke off and fell silent before he sighed and for once, decided just to say what he felt "...I just wanted to"
Altiar blinked a little stunned he even got an answer, even if that answer in his mind wasn't satisfactory at all for the confusion he felt in his mind and body. "You...just wanted to...is that the only reason?" He asked with a stern frown as he regarded the other with a serious gaze obviously not impressed with Alex's answer, which served to tick Alex off.
"I don't KNOW alright!" He bit "I don't know why I'm feeling like this!" He said as he grit his teeth; he hadn't wanted to snap at the other but he was frustrated, both with his inability to come up with a solid answer and his body's needs.
"..." Altiar was a little taken aback by the others outburst but mostly he could understand the others frustration and confusion "...I...didn't mind it" He said softly not looking Alex in the eye; it was a hard thing for him to admit "...The kiss I mean...It surprised me but..." He decided to shut up because he was making a fool of himself.
"...You liked it?" He stated softly before he hopped down from the roof of the stairwell and approached him slowly "...Can you put your weapons away for a minute?" He whispered softly his expression was unreadable under the hood.
"...?" Altair didn't answer but he silently complied with the other sliding his sword away in its sheath on his hip, and for an extra safety measure he even unstrapped the hidden blade from his arm, just in case. "Why do you-Mhhh!" He was cut off; the moment his weapons were gone Alex had pounced, tentacles wrapped around his waist pulling him in close as Alex pressed his mouth to his roughly, it was a little sloppy at first though Altair didn't mind; secretly he had to admit he sort of liked it.
The younger man stumbled back a bit before he fell on his back, Alex's sheer weight making the other topple on top of him still kissing him deeply; the Arabian male squirmed a little at the sudden heavy weight and shivered softly; okay again, this kiss was unexpected but at least this time he didn't mind it happening so much.
Altiar tried to move his arms and found himself pinned down by the other man the tendrils from before against wrapped around his body firmly keeping him in place as Alex straddled his hips slowly; the older man wouldn't let Altair move; and in a way he wanted to prove he was the dominating force over the assassin.
Naturally the younger man fought back, squirming softly under the other, their hips brushing together softly as he tried to roll Alex over even though it was pretty impossible by this point; Alex had super strength and Altair was only human, but he still tried to dominate the kiss; something which he proved he had more experience in than the other as he suckled on the others tongue surprising himself at how much he was enjoying this; it was more than just simply liking the kiss; he liked it because it was ALEX he was kissing.
Ever since he'd been stuck in the future all he had wanted in a way, was Alex's approval of him, he wanted his trust; the same trust that Dana gave him so easily, and now he was being handed that trust on a silver platter; after all Alex Mercer did not go around kissing just anyone.
Alex growled a little into the kiss he virus was almost throbbing now, pulsing like a racing heart beat as Altair swiftly look over the kiss and showed Alex how it was done properly; this was why Alex liked Altair; why the virus found him suitable; he wasn't afraid of Alex, he wasn't afraid to fight for dominance over Alex even though the other was much stronger than himself; he never showed fear of what Alex was, instead he accepted him, and he never showed doubt, and once he put his mind to something he went through with it.
Altair had a lot of qualities Alex liked, the fact the assassin was quite handsome was a plus.
Ales pulled apart the kissed when Altiar couldn't breath and began kissing and biting at his neck as a tendril unzipped the others hoodie for him, his mouth moved over the fading bruise on his neck where Alex had bit Altiar the first time and licked over it softly which made Altiar shiver in response at that. "Ngh-Alex" He murmured; the sensation sending shivers right down his spine.
Alex smirked a little against the others neck as the tendrils, now having disposed of the younger man's hoodie, began sneakily sliding under Altair's black skin tight t-shirt he wore, making Altiar gasp a bit and arch up in response.
Things probably would have gotten a LOT further then they did...had Dana not decided to look for them "Alex! Stop fucking molesting Altair! Your in public!" She snapped obviously not too happy that her beauty sleep was woken up at 4:30 in the morning she was in her dressing gown and slippers her hair a mess and she looked half asleep on her feet.
"D-dana!" Alex pulled back like he'd been burned leaving a very rumpled looking Altair on the floor "What are you doing up!" He said actually sounding sheepish; surely they hadn't been so loud they'd woken her up?
Dana scowled and walked over to them before she thrust the phone into Altair's hand "I do believe this is fucking phone call is yours!" she bit.
Altiar blinked at this stunned a she stared at the phone than up at her "Mine? There has to be a mistake...no one knows I'm living with you both!" He said as he looked to Alex who looked equally as stunned at this before his face turned into a frown "Don't answer it" He said suddenly his paranoia kicking in; what if it was Blackwatch!
Dana seemed to read the thought passing through Alex's head and rolled her eyes "It's not Blackwatch Alex, I traced the call; its coming from somewhere outside of New York, Somewhere in Europe actually" Dana said with a frown.
Altair frowned as well at this information; if it was in Europe the chances were it wasn't the group after Alex so it should be safe. He smiled a little at the two, trying to look reassuring before he pressed his ear to the phone, he ignored Alex's pleading look to just hang up "Hello?"
"Are you the one looking for assassins?" The voice was distorted and deep someone was obviously masking their voice, whoever this person was obviously didn't want to be recognized in any way.
"Yes, I am" He said softly "Are you one of them?" He asked.
"Yes, if your an assassin, then name the three rules of our creed" The voice asked suddenly and Altiar almost laughed at the question; granted it was a question only a true assassin would know but the question amused him nonetheless and reminded him of being a novice back in the classrooms of Masayf "One: stay your blade from the flesh of an innocent, two: be discreet, and hide in plain sight, and finally three: never do anything to compromise the brotherhood" He said softly not noticing Dana and Alex's completely confused expressions behind him.
"...If you know so much, then who ARE you? What is your name? There aren't supposed to be any assassins registered in New York yet; we traced your IP address over there" The voice spoke
"...May name is Altair Ibn La'Ahad and I got myself very lost in the strangest of circumstances, that would take a few hours to explain" He replied.
"...There was silence on the other end but he could he the faint sound of hurried whispers before the mysterious caller returned "Stay right where you are, we'll be in touch" The caller said before they hang up.
"What the hell was that all about! I mean who the fuck calls at 4:30 in the goddamn morning!" Dana demanded as she looked to Altiar who stood slowly his hoodie half handing off his shoulder as he just stared at the phone a little stunned.
"The assassin brotherhood...its alive" He looked to Dana before his gaze shifted over to Alex "...and I think, they just got into contact with me"
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