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By : FelixMcKadden
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Skittering frantically, they pushed their feet hard against the ground and extended their strides to the very limits of physical capability. They rounded a corner fast, and he slipped on a puddle of sludge. His hands reached to grip the brick wall, but failed to make contact. He fell to the ground and was instantly pulled to his feet by a pair of strong hands. Briefly, he had to ask himself, "Why is this happening? What the fuck is going on?" He didn't have time to contemplate because those men were closing in. The big bad men with fully automatic weapons. The kind that rip off limbs and leave your dead body dancing with the amount of rapid fire succession of the bullets.
All he had in defence was a broken watch and fifty-seven cents in pocket change. The other possibilities would come from objects within his immediate surroundings. Unfortunately, there weren't many makeshift weapons in dark alleyways, but, if he was lucky, they might stumble across a brick. Otherwise, he had to rely upon the fighting skills of his comrade in arms - Kakarot - who he was pretty sure knew nothing of even throwing a punch.
After a few more series of twists, turns, and vaults over fences, they heard the other men fade into the background, then altogether. Kakarot could really run when properly motivated.
"What do they want from me?" Vegeta gasped out, trying to catch his breath.
"Shh!" hushed the younger man, grasping his trench coat and pulling Vegeta against him to hide him within the black folds. The brunet was surprised at the smell within – he'd expected rancid, stale sweat, but only a musky, burnt wood smell permeated the cloth. Crushing them against a wall, Kakarot explained, "They may not see us in the dark."
It was tense and awkward. Vegeta was so close to the other man he could hear the harsh beating of his heart and feel the warmth of his skin. Kept in place by fear, he dared not utter a single word. Instead, he stood immobile, breathing raggedly while inhaling the scent of his companion. Such a strange emotion came over him, a sense of loss for the idea of something in a memory. Standing there shrouded in shadows, both men found their breath slowly coming with more ease. Meeting each other's gaze they began to feel that they were at last safe.
Naturally, they were wrong.
Despite how softly they tread, both Vegeta and Kakarot caught their footsteps at the edge of hearing. A moment later, out of the corner of his eye, Kakarot saw one of the men approach. He knew they weren't recognised because they weren't being shot at. The black-haired man understood the pressing need to escape the situation and by any means necessary.
"Sorry," he said as he uncurled his hands from behind Vegeta's back and instead pushed him against the brick. He knew that the brunet wasn't the type to just go out of the norm to save his skin. He just didn't think like that.
But Kakarot did.
"Wha-" Vegeta began to ask when he was silenced by Kakarot's mouth. Eyes wide, Vegeta struggled in vain against the man, not comprehending this seemingly incongruent action.
"Do you want to live?" Kakarot growled, "Play along."
With the dawn of understanding, Vegeta glowered. The fear was displaced by virulent fervor as he clasped the back of the other man's neck and crushed their lips together. Duly impressed and astonished, his friend closed his eyes, willing away the eminent danger.
An eternity of seconds later, someone tapped them on their shoulders - one tap each - with the barrel of a gun. "Excuse me," a voice said.
Kakarot pulled back, managing to look irritated despite the pounding of his heart and the blush across his nose, "You're interrupting. What do you want?" He leaned in, grinding his body against Vegeta's as if he couldn't bear that they were separated. The prince grit his teeth and sucked air in sharply, but not for the reason their interloper thought.
"Have you..." the man started, obviously flustered as the black-haired man reached down and groped the brunet. "Have you seen..." he tried again.
"I'm seeing a whole lot less of what I want to right now," Kakarot managed to sound indignant.
The gunner found himself backing away, "Never mind. Go about your business."
When he was out of sight, Vegeta pushed Kakarot away. He hunched over and spat as if he was going to be ill. Finally getting the nerve to ask the question that had been puzzling him, Vegeta yelled, "Are you gay?!"
Always the devil's advocate, Kakarot shrugged, "And what would you say if I was?"
The prince stood up with a gruff sigh, "Well, I'm not. Damn it! For one, you didn't need to use your tongue, and, for another, you didn't need to fondle my balls!"
The bastard had the audacity to laugh, "Touchy, aren't we? And have you ever watched a movie with a kissing scene? Anyone knows to fake a kiss you have to really kiss. If it wasn't real then it wouldn't have worked. And, well, I thought the ball fondling was a nice touch. Pun intended."
Vegeta was incredulous, "You have the nerve to joke? I have no idea what goes on in that fucked up head of yours so I'm making it clear now that I'm strictly a woman's man. Got it?"
Kakarot merely laughed again, "You know, particularly adamant homophobes are actually upset due to their own denial. Let's go back to my place." He grinned.
"I don't fucking believe this. When was the last time you got laid?"
"Far, far too long."
"Which explains your fascination with my sexuality," the prince observed.
"I could give you some good head," Kakarot teased.
Vegeta scoffed and turned away, "I'm sure you could."
A hand on his shoulder suddenly stopped him in his path. Kakarot forced him to look into his eyes. In a sombre voice, he declared, "Listen. Despite what you think, I do respect you. Sure we just snogged in front of a guy who basically had us at gun point. If you can't laugh at how ludicrous this has been, how do you expect to endure? Are we to despair and despond at any sign of adversity? Are we to submit simply because we're stubborn? Yes, I laugh at inappropriate times. Yes, I laugh in the face of infamy. How can we make more of life without such a conversion? It does not mean I'm ignorant of implications. Call it an act of courage or cowardice if you'd like, either way it doesn't change the outcome."
Vegeta shrugged the hand off of him, "Obviously and unfortunately."
They walked back to the flat in silence.
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