Hello! This is a blooming romance between Six/Rex. I do not own Generator Rex MOA does. If I DID own Generator Rex, it would go like this:
Note: I want this closer to "Realistic" so Rex isn't as uber powered and uninjurable as he is on the show. Also, Six will eventually become somewhat OOC but this is my vision of who he is without his stony stoic mask.
Christmas was coming up and Rex kept wracking his brains, trying to figure out what to get Six. The adoption papers were a no-brainer. Spirit had officially belonged to Six for the past couple of weeks. As it turns out red bear he had been obsessing over for the past month actually did have a name… "Rex Bear".
Apparently Six bought it for her while he was out getting paint supplies. Rex smiled, the little girl thought the world of both of them… It was a bit of a relief really… It was helping him to get closer to Six. Not that that was the only reason he was happy that she liked him so much…
Speaking of Six… The older man had been spending a lot of time by himself lately. Rex caught him meditating on his bed the one time he went to talk to him about some damn report that he had to write up for White.
While Six often meditated to reflect on himself and find peace there were certain things that had escaped him. He was currently trying to figure out his predicament with Rex. When Rex had first kissed him he thought it was out of gratitude or he was caught up in the moment or something. When he kissed him again he figured that Rex was just experimenting.
Six had experimented in the past though he often considered it a mistake as it left him feeling more confused than anything…
He had never bothered to look past the confusion to discover whether or not he had feelings for the person. It was always the same whether he was with a man or a woman. Though Six was different in his younger years. Colder. More dangerous and willing to kill for amusement let alone money… Just about the only thing that was beneath him was rape. That was more IV's thing…
Six's eyes snapped open as the screams of the men and women filled his head. It was something that haunted him to this very day. It wasn't until IV had a child under him, a young girl, that Six intervened. That was also the night that he left the others behind…
He had joined Providence as a way for his more violent tendencies to be put to use. At least then he hopefully wouldn't have to worry about soldiers rushing off the rape EVOs as most of them were grotesque monsters. Six barely even cared what happened to his men. He still didn't really care about them.
Hell, he would've killed White Knight years ago were it not for the fact that the man was almost his equal in strength and skill. As big of a prick as White was he was easily the best choice as a partner for him. Six had wondered Providence like a ghost, a shell of the man that his parents wouldn't have wanted him to become. One wouldn't have wanted it either…
He would've remained that way had it not been for that fateful day, the day that he pulled a scrawny Latino boy from some rubble.
Six smirked, 'I may not have been the angel he was praying for but he seems to be mine…'
He stopped thinking for a second. His mind going silent briefly before fully processing that thought, 'Maybe I do have feelings for him…'
Six shook his head and sighed, deciding that that was enough meditation for now. He stood and began to stretch to limber up for yoga. As he did, his thoughts on the matter rambled on.
Rex had matured considerably over the years, but what really started to attract Six to him was a combination of the boy's perseverance, surprising intellect, and his pseudo parenting abilities. Spirit seemed to be just as comfortable around Rex as she did around him. On the rare occasion when he wasn't available for one reason or another she would to go Rex for help or comfort. Rex was reliable and could actually be relatively calm at times.
Not to mention… Those damn leather pants! Six's face flushed a bit. They left nothing to the imagination whatsoever.
He now knew that it wasn't a matter of attraction or an emotional connection anymore. There was so much at risk…
Six was Rex's superior… While he wouldn't mind keeping it quiet for a while he knew that that would just kill Rex. Six frowned. After all it was his job at stake. He was expendable. Rex wasn't.
He took a deep, cleansing breath as he pushed certain thoughts from his head and began his yoga routine. About mid way through his routine there was a knock at his door.
Six rolled his eyes as he shifted into downward facing dog, "Come in!"
The door slid open and Rex stood there like a deer in the headlights. The sight before him made his face heat up considerably. Six's tight, muscular ass was first thing he saw upon entering. Not to mention the yoga pants, which were tout around the older man's crotch, giving Rex a lovely mental image.
Six saw the blush on Rex's face and raised an eyebrow. He had just admitted to himself that he had feelings for the boy and that was attracted to him. Now all that was left to do was to figure out how to approach it and more importantly, what this meant for their future.
He dropped into upward facing dog and blushed slightly as he heard a sharp gasp from Rex.
"Is there something you want?"
Rex's mind automatically shouted, 'YES!'
"Err… Yea. I'm going out. You know. Christmas shopping and all."
Six nodded as he stood; sweat, glistening down his broad muscular shoulders and back. Rex's mouth went dry as he stared at the object of his lust filled dreams.
Six toweled off a bit, as he turned, his strong sinewy muscles rippling under his pale skin.
He raised an eyebrow to Rex as though to say, 'You're still here?'
Rex turned and quickly left.
Six smiled to himself. He had to admit now that he knew the kind of affect he had on Rex it was rather amusing to make him blush…
Rex wandered outside and almost jumped off the platform without having his boogie pack out.
'Dammit! How can one man be so attractive?'
Rex wandered around the mall when he happened upon a shop the sold Oriental Antiques. There, in the window, was a beautiful Japanese Calligraphy set in a black lacquer box with red cherry blossoms on it. He remembered "overhearing" Six talk to Spirit about his sensei, One. It was always with a fond voice…
Apparently, Six had discovered his talent for painting by doing calligraphy with One. Without a second thought, Rex went in to buy the lovely antique set.
"Can I get this wrapped?" Rex asked.
"A present for a lady friend?" The elderly woman asked.
Rex blushed, "S-Something like that…"
He quickly left and went to the craft store, where he picked up some art supplies for Spirit, including a pallet with her name engraved on it. He got Noah a couple of new paddles and some ping-pong balls. Holiday got an antique silver locket with a picture of her sister back when she was still human.
That picture took him forever to find… He was hoping she'd be more moved than mad.
He got Cesar a new guitar to replace the one that he had given Abuela when they visited her last. Fredrico accidentally smashed her old one when he was in his werewolf EVO form… Callan got a professional grill set, which was kind of mean because he wouldn't be able to use it until spring…
Rex and Noah met up at the arcade and goofed around for the rest of the day. Though Rex's mind was on more important things…
"Dude! You totally sucked! What's going on?" Noah asked.
"Nothing. Just a lot on my mind," Rex said.
"This isn't about Circe is it?" The blond asked in disgust.
"No… I've moved on from her and Doc."
"Then what?"
Rex shrugged, "I just want to make sure that this Christmas is the best ever. It's Spirit's first Christmas in five years."
"Dude. That's harsh…"
"Yea."
They went back to their Street Fighter game and left it at that. Rex felt terrible for lying to Noah but he wasn't quite ready to have his best friend find out that he's gay just yet… Noah was a good guy but he was all about the girls. So much so that Rex was afraid that he might be homophobic…
Though if it really came down to it and he had to choose between Six and Noah… Six would win hands down. This simple fact was part of the reason why he knew that it was love he felt for the older man and not lust.
Six had yet to even reciprocate his love and Rex was willing to give up the world for him. Such notions couldn't possibly be the product of lust… Right?
He sighed went back to his pinball machine. Noah eventually dragged him over to the DDR machine.
"Girls love it if you're good at this!" Noah said.
"Right…" Rex said as he followed him.
'I somehow doubt this particular skill would impress Six…'
Rex sighed. He sucked it up and tried to enjoy himself. Noah was his best and only friend after all…
He was actually rather good given his skill as a soccer player. Unfortunately Noah was right… Girls gathered around them and watched as they "danced". Rex's mind wondered to a time when this would've trilled him. But now… All he wanted to do was go home and see Six.
"Rex!" Came Six's voice.
Rex jumped and managed to cover it up as a trick of some sort. The girls squealed and whispered about how cool he was. Rex rolled his eyes.
"Yea. Six?"
"We have a situation down town."
"Right. I'll be right there."
Rex stopped dancing and took off, leaving Noah in the dust. Some of the girls wandered off because they were more interested in the hot Latino than they were in the blond with the doopy hair cut.
Six was facing off against an EVO who looked as though he… she… it… was turned inside out and covered in budging muscles and tumors that dripped puss. The stoic agent stabbed one of the tumors and was drenched in the foul smelling liquid.
Rex scrunched up his nose and shivered. Six looked utterly miserable… Rex ran up and went to cure it… No such luck. The fiend waved his massive arm and slammed the boy into a wall. He winced as his collarbone was sticking out of his skin.
"Rex!" Six called out as he ran towards the fallen man.
Callan opened fire to give the green clad agent cover so he could actually reach the boy without dying horribly.
He wasn't the only one running towards the injured boy… Spirit had stowed away in Six's jump jet… Six paled when he saw her. She ran over to Rex and took the man's face in her hands. Her healing aura wrapped around her fingers and spread to his battered and bruised body.
"Spirit! What are you doing here?" Six demanded.
Spirit jumped. It was the first time Six had ever used such a frightening tone towards her. She automatically started to tear up.
"You and Rex got so hurt the last time I was scared you'd never come back," Spirit signed, as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
Six couldn't help but to be touched by her concern, especially as she hugged him regardless of the horrid stench that was rolling off of him. He hugged her tightly as he picked her up and ran for cover in the alley.
Six put her down, "Stay here."
Rex began fire whatever he could at the EVO with his Slam Cannon while Six did the same with his combined katanas. They managed to beat it back enough so Providence could stuff it in an electric net to knock it out and haul it away. Six ran to his little girl and took her into his arms. He held her close and sighed.
"Please just stay home next time. We'll come to you if we're able to okay?"
Spirit gave him pleading eyes, "I don't want you to ever leave."
Six gave his baby girl a soft smile, "I'm sorry baby, but it's my job. I fight to make the world safer for humans and EVO alike. I fight to keep you safe."
"Don't worry mija. I'll look after him," Rex said.
"But who will look after you?"
Rex smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "I dunno. I guess Six will have to."
Spirit looked to Six, who nodded.
"Always."
Rex blushed when he heard the older man declare that. There was an edge to his voice that was so passionate…
"Come on. Lets go home and get you guys cleaned up. You smell horrible!" The young man said, trying to hide his blush.
Six snorted, "You don't smell much better."
Spirit hugged her father tightly and smiled. Home sounded like a very good idea. So did a bubble bath.
They hopped into Six's jump jet, which would need a good cleaning after this due to the horrid stench that quickly filled the place. Rex tried to cover his nose with his hand but found that it was simply no use. When they got home Spirit ran to her room real quick and returned with two different bottles of bubble bath…
Rex laughed and patted her on the head, "That's alright mija. I have my own."
Six raised an eyebrow and smirked at that, remembering the time the caught Rex playing with toys in the bathtub. He valiantly hid his amusement and actually accepted the bubble bath from his little girl.
"Thank you baby," Six went to his bathroom and shrugged.
'Why not…' He began to fill up the tub with hot water and foamy suds.
Six got in, hissing as the scorching hot water hit his skin. He sighed and closed his eyes before submerging himself into the water. Six pressed his ear communicator.
"I want my jump jet thoroughly scrubbed from the inside out and the clothing outside my room burned," Six ordered.
"Yes sir!"
Jingle. Jingle. Six frowned and opened his eyes.
"Meow."
He looked down and saw that scrawny kitten Spirit brought home. The kitten peered up at him and meowed. Six sighed, wanting the retched fur ball to go away and leave him to bathe in peace. Magic Fluffball began to prance around and wrestle with his bell. He quickly grew bored and began meowing at Six again and pawing at the side of the tub.
Six frowned and leaned down to pet the kitten, hoping that the water would send him running. Instead the kitten began purring and nuzzling his hand. Six raised an eyebrow and picked the kitten up. He put Magic Fluffball on the rim of the tub, almost as though he was giving the kitten a choice between jumping to the floor or jumping into the water.
Six laughed as the kitten jumped into the water and began to paddle around in circles. The kitten meowed and climbed up onto Six's chest. The stoic agent scratched his ears.
"You better respond to "Mr. F" because I'm not calling you Magic Fluffball."
The kitten meowed as though he agreed.
"Good."
Six snorted in amusement as the kitten scurried back into the water. He scrubbed himself down and soaked for a good long while before finally getting out of the tub when the water was too damn cold. The bubble bath felt… Nice. Actually. He toweled off and changed into his pajama bottoms.
Six ran a hand through his lose hair and left his room for some tea. Holiday was there, getting herself some fruit salad. She looked up as he entered and blushed.
'Why is it that gay men always seem so hot?' She asked herself, 'It's just not fair…'
Holiday had never seen Six with his hair lose in all the years she had known him. He always wore it slicked back. He looked breathtaking… Rex appeared with Spirit in his arms.
"Hey," the Latino said tiredly.
Six looked up at him, his face grew slightly flushed. Rex stood before him, bare chested, as though he were proudly displaying that scar of his… The younger man was slightly leaner muscled and surprisingly furry. He had sparse hairs on his chest that led down to dark and obvious happy trail…
Rex raised an eyebrow and smirked, 'Looks like he figured a few things out…'
Six's blush darkened so much so that he had to look away.
Rex bit his lip to keep from laughing.
Spirit was beginning to fall asleep. She snuggled up to Rex and wrapped her arms around his neck. Six smiled at how close the two were.
"She wanted to say good night but you weren't there," Rex explained.
Six nodded and gave his baby girl a kiss on the cheek, placing his hand on Rex's shoulder and leaning in nice and close. Rex blushed as he felt the warmth radiating from the older man.
Six smirked. It was kind of fun being the teaser rather than the teasee. He grabbed his mug and led the way to Spirit's room.
Holiday sighed and put her head in her hands. It was still rather hard for her to accept that the man she had been in love with for years was gay…
Six sat on her bed and watched as Rex tucked her in. Sure, Spirit was a bit old for this but it seemed to help keep the nightmares at bay. Not that Six minded having her sneak into bed with him… He'd rather have her sleep soundly and nightmare free though.
Rex gave her a kiss on the forehead and smoothed out her curls. Six did the same as well, scratching Magic Fluffball's ears. They left once they were satisfied that she was sound asleep.
Rex fidgeted a bit and pressed a chaste kiss to Six's lips. Six didn't react. He wanted to but starting a relationship with Rex could mean the end of everything, his career for one. He also had to worry about what would happen should they break up. They were quite close now… He didn't want to risk losing that closeness.
Rex pulled away and gave him a hurt look, "You need more time?"
Six closed his eyes and nodded, "There is a lot at stake."
Rex nodded. Six sighed and pulled the younger man into a one-armed hug, mindful of his piping hot tea in his other hand. Rex hugged him back and sighed. He knew some of what was going through Six's mind. White would be Six's main problem, just as Noah was his.
"Goodnight Six," Rex whispered.
"Goodnight Rex."
They parted ways and went to bed. Six sat in bed, reading. He heard a distant rumble and sighed. There was a storm coming… He put his book away and tried to get to sleep before the storm started but to no avail…
Six stared up at his ceiling as another flash of lightening struck and the thunder rumbled in. There was a knock on his door.
"Come in!"
Rex stood there soaking wet as he held the hand of an even wetter Spirit.
Six sighed and got some towels for them.
"She does this every time?" Rex asked, drying off.
Six nodded, "Every time."
"Why mija?"
"I feel free. Hearing the thunder and seeing the lightening was all that I experienced of the outside world since the evil man sold me to the scientists," Spirit signed.
Six frowned, "Wear something warm when you go out. Healer or not your lips are blue."
Spirit nodded.
He handed Magic Fluffball to her, "Get into bed and I'll tuck you in again. Take Mr. F with you."
Spirit nodded and ran out of the room.
"You answered the door awful fast," Rex pointed out.
Six frowned, "I wasn't sleeping."
"Why?"
Six sighed, "The storm reminds me of a bad time in my life."
Rex placed a hand on the older man's shoulder and nearly did a happy dance when Six blushed slightly. He sighed as his eyes wondered over Six's green pajama pants clad form. They made him look so atractivo!
"Maybe it'd help to talk about it for a change."
Six frowned, mulling it over in his head, "…Fine. I'll be right back."
He left to tuck his little girl in for the night once again and this time he made sure that the door was closed so Mr. F wouldn't sneak into his bed again. Six returned to his room and sat down on his bed.
"Since you'll annoy me incessantly until I tell you… I was born in Louisiana. My father was a craftsman. My mother was a piano teacher. I was ten when they brought home Lily, my new baby sister. She kept me up at all hours of the night but I was still so proud to be a big brother…"
Rex smiled. He could just picture mini Six looking after his baby sister and making all sorts of promises to protect her and always love her…
"One night I simply couldn't take the lack of sleep anymore so my parents let me sleep over at a friend's house. A rarity occurred that night… A fire tornado tore through our neighborhood. The sky was heavy with thunder and lightening. Jack and I stayed up to watch."
Rex started to fidget. As awesome as this part sounded it didn't explain why Six hated thunderstorms. Now that he thought of it… Six wasn't too fond of fire either…
"Jack's mother woke me the next day… My parents and my baby sister had slept right through the storm, likely form exhaustion. The house caught on fire…"
Six ended it there. Rex filled in the rest. His eyes widened. He moved from his seat at Six's desk to sit beside the man on the bed. Rex wordlessly pulled him into a tight embrace. Six stiffened but didn't fight him.
"There's more to this…" Rex stated calmly.
Six frowned, "I was bounced from foster home to foster home for the next five years. The last one I was in was with an older couple. The woman was wonderful. She was kind and an amazing cook. I learned a lot from her. Her husband was a real bastard. I ran away. I was on the streets for a couple of months before meeting One."
"You don't have an accent," Rex pointed out desperate to change the subject.
Six shrugged, "Grew out of it. Je parle encore couramment le français."
Rex's eyes went wide. Never mind Six's surprisingly sexy laugh… His French speaking ability was way hotter.
"Dios mío que estaba muy atractivo!"
Six coughed and looked away blushing, making up some lame excuse about not being used to talking so much.
It was times like these, when Six was blushing and uncomfortable, that Rex found hope…
Note: I won't be translating the Spanish and French. I began writing this story MONTHS ago and I kind of forget what the sentences mean. XD So sorry…