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Post by praiseofblood on Aug 10, 2009 14:44:41 GMT -5
Xero blanched, oh shit they were fighting. No fighting! He hadn't meant for them to actually fight over him! He was touched, but AH!!! THEY WERE FIGHTING!!!
Xero looked for the closet button to get out of the closet, cursing when the door jammed. Xero cursed, jamming his fingers through the opening and trying to open the door. FUCK!
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Darren growled, dodging the swipe. He hadn't been expecting it. He turned, his long hair flowing around him as he struck, aiming for Jonas' intestines.
Jonas moved, and the side table went over. Darren didn't let it phase him, however, and turned just as swiftly, aiming a solid punch for Jonas' jaw, he diverted the blow and swung for the ribcage instead.
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"Ah! Dammit! Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck fuck!" Xero cried out lowly. The bastards were going to wreck his house. "Damn door!" he cursed at it, able to jam a foot through now.
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Post by clementine on Aug 10, 2009 14:56:00 GMT -5
The first swipe of Darren's claws had been a close one. Too close. Snarling, Jonas wanted to rip the guy's hair out by the roots as he stumbled around the coffee table. He had a trick up his metaphorical sleeve though and he grinned, a blood thirsty look in his eyes.
Jonas was distracted for a moment from hearing Xero's voice in a...closet? What the hell? It was barely a second distraction but it was long enough for Darran to bang him in the ribs. He grunted, grabbing the Zercan's wrist and pressing the wire-made ball into the guy's hand.
What happened next was nothing short of astounding. With the push of a button, the little ball beeped on. With power coursing through the network, it sprang into action, releasing threads of wires in numerous quantities that came to wrap around Darren's body like vines, pinning his arms for a moment in a strangle hold.
Jonas punched the guy in the face before darting to where he could see Xero trying to get out of the closet. Growling, he disconnected the pinpan, shoving the door open. "Fancy meeting you here." He huffed, voice deep from exertion.
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Post by praiseofblood on Aug 10, 2009 15:04:14 GMT -5
"Eeep!" Xero squeaked before moving rapidly backwards into the closet. 'Angry Jonas, angry Jonas, angry Jonas. This is SO NOT fun!' he thought rapidly, moving backwards until his back hit the wall. (It was a pretty large closet), he then slid to the left, out of reach.
"I didn't mean to have you two fight, I just got stuck in the closet,that's all. Promise! I was looking for a shirt, you know. The door locked up on me and um--yeah." He said rapidly.
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Post by clementine on Aug 10, 2009 15:12:34 GMT -5
Jonas wasn't sure if he was mad or not. Some many foreign emotions were swirling around in his body like a whirl pool that he didn't know what do to. He wanted Xero, feeling a sudden and new possessiveness for the boy that Darren had somehow triggered. The idea of Xero being with that other male, being touched by Darren...
Growling lowly, the halfbreed shouldered in way into the closet and to Xero, not even listening. Jonas fell to his knees in front of Xero, blocking the kid in with his body. "He doesn't touch you." Jonas grated, grabbing Xero's chin and kissing the Zercan hard in possessiveness. "Ever." He murmured against the boy's mouth.
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Post by praiseofblood on Aug 10, 2009 15:17:45 GMT -5
Xero's eye's closed as Jonas made his way into the closet.
"He doesn't touch you. Ever" Jonas said, and Xero was prepared to be yanked out of the closet by his hair. Or worse. He was so going to get it. He just knew it he just--kissing. Kissing was nice. Kissing was lovely.
Xero's eyes widened, before they closed, and he returned the kiss. His beast was purring in contentment, now that he and his mate were reunited. His arms wound themselves around Jonas' neck, and as the kiss ended, Xero breathed heavily.
"I'm sorry. About everything..." Xero breathed against Jonas' lips.
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Post by clementine on Aug 10, 2009 15:28:46 GMT -5
Jonas moaned softly in Xero's mouth, hands settling on the boy's hips so he could pull him close. All the better to kiss him more soundly. Never had such a simple kiss felt so good.
"Me too." The halfbreed whispered. "Don't be sorry though. You didn't do anything wrong." Jonas knew he couldn't blame Xero for the whole mess. He had been the one to initiate the sex in the first place. Xero was only following through with Instinct. It wasn't right from him to make the Zercan feel bad about it. He knew that.
"'C'mon." Jonas swung Xero up into his arms, holding him close as he moved from the closet. "Let's go see if the bastard hasn't been strangled yet."
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Post by praiseofblood on Aug 10, 2009 15:38:36 GMT -5
Xero was so happy, he almost didn't register what Jonas had said. He felt safe, for the first time in forever, and content just to be with him.
Finally, Jonas' words got through and Xero frowned. "Strangled? With what?!" He asked, blinking in shock as Jonas carried him out to see Darren tangled with wires.
"What the..." Xero blinked as he tried to get down. Jonas held him tight though, refusing to let him down.
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Post by clementine on Aug 10, 2009 21:25:32 GMT -5
Jonas finally relented, letting Xero struggle from his arms. He was still pissed as hell at the Darren guy, but he knew that the kid must have some sort of feelings for the male. That was all going to stop of course, but he couldn't do anything about it now.
Darren wasn't actually strangled, merely wrapped tightly with bunches of single wires. "As you can see, I so won. And when the puss admits it, I'll untie him...unless he can free himself." Jonas was glaring at the male, still looking like he was ready to kill him. "Xero is mine." He stated again just for good measure, hands on his hips.
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Post by praiseofblood on Aug 10, 2009 22:29:32 GMT -5
"I'll talk to him," Xero said to Jonas before looking at the wire-bound man.
Xero blinked, walking over to his old friend. "Darren, it's true...I am mated to Jonas. He is mine, and I am his." Xero said kneeling down and taking the Cheetah's face in his hands. "I treasure your friendship, but...you and I both know we're not a match." he said, shaking his head.
Darren's eyes darkened. "He can't be right for you. You deserve so much better than this... rubbage." He spat, using his strength to break the wires and using his claws to cut the rest.
Xero frowned at his words. "So you're saying that I should be with you?" he asked, crossing his arms. The boy could be very formidible when he was angry.
"No," Darren said, cutting the last wire. "I'm saying I'm fine with you being with anyone other than HIM." He said, jerking his head in Jonas' direction. "I love you, Runt. I just want to see you with someone good for you, not someone who'll make you cry everyday." Darren frowned at the other male.
Xero just shook his head. "That's between us to clear up, alright?"
Darren rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I still don't like it."
Xero rolled his own eyes, heading into the kitchen. Of course Darren would just eventually accept it. He set about looking for something to cook, and replied: "You don't have to like it, dear."
Darren shook his head, settling on ignoring the older man in the room. "Hey, love, what'cha cookin?" He asked, smiling, dimples breaking out on either side of his face.
"I'm not sure yet...how about you just shut up and let me do this?" Xero asked smirking.
Darren raised his hands in a surrending gesture. "Alright alright, Runt. No need to get snippy with a bloke." the cheetah said, leaning back into the couch cushions.
Xero sighed as he began to take the ingredients out for dinner. He wasn't used to cooking this large, but he would manage. Chopping up the vegetables, he began to sing a song that had been stuck in his head for a while.
"Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows
"Last night was the worst night
Beginning of the end
Or maybe it began
Before it here we go again
Things got so dramatic
Things got out of hand
We said words we couldn't imagine
I don't understand
"There you go with the same old thing
When things go wrong you always seem to blame me
Now I would like to find what secrets hide in your mind
Where the end will go
Will I ever know
"Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows" Xero sang, swinging his hips to the imaginary beat. He didn't even realize the truth of the song as it pertained to his life, he simply was lost in the song as he cooked.
"Make this night the best night
It's time for second chance
Turn the beat up on repeat and we can start to dance
"Sometimes when we're talking words
Drowned out by the sound
Let's get back to touching, we'll get back on solid ground
Let's hold hands
Like the young romance
Let's first kiss like the moment we first did
Can we make love
Like way back in the day, love?
We can lose control, baby don't say "no"
"Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows
"Will you come back to me?
Heaven only knows
Will you come back to me?
"Make this night the best night
It's time for second chance
Turn the beat up on repeat and we could start to dance
"Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows" he finished, as he set the pots to finish cooking. He hummed the music to the song as he cleaned up his mess.
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Post by clementine on Aug 10, 2009 23:50:30 GMT -5
Jonas crossed his arms, face drawn down in a glower. He didn't like this chummy chummy way in which the two males were getting alone. He itched to sharpen his teeth on Darren, but surpressed the urge. He had to keep reminding himself that Darren and Xero had been lovers and therefore they had to be friends. Jonas couldn't even boast that. It was a depressing thought. Maybe he should still press for the break-up. Darren was only partly right about things.
He ignored their conversation, not feeling left out, but definitely not wanting to speak with Darren. It was pathetic really, he thought, plopping himself down on in a chair opposite his enemy, after having gathered up all the cut wire. He sighed, wanting to put it inventions back together, happy that the prototype had worked.
The work on the wired ball was punctuated with loud snaps of blades through wire and glares that were shot at Darren every so often. His ire was soothed as he was able to listen to Xero's singing. Jonas hummed very, very softly to himself in a lilting tenor as he tried not to think about killing Darren.
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Post by praiseofblood on Aug 11, 2009 0:03:04 GMT -5
Xero sighed as he walked out of the kitchen, stretching. He had made some hot chocolate while he was in the kitchen, offering Darren a cup of dark chocolate and going to sit in a chair near Jonas'. He didn't miss the glowers and glares sent Darren's way, and really, it was endearing to see Jonas jealous--but it made for a very hostile atmosphere.
Xero moved to kneel in front of Jonas, offering the cup by waving it slighly in front of his face.
"Come on, stop thinking homicidal thoughts and drink the chocolate. It's better than last night's." Xero grinned, carefull not to spill the liquid.
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Post by clementine on Aug 11, 2009 0:12:19 GMT -5
Jonas set his project aside, looking up, eyes a soft chocolate color once again. "I can't help it." He muttered, accepting the cup. He held it in one hand, thinking of last night and trying not to shudder.
Seeing Xero in front of him like he was, the halfbreed couldn't help but feel needy, clingy almost. It was a strange feeling, one he'd never had before. Not caring that Darren was probably watching, Jonas leaned in and kissed Xero gently. He didn't feel the need to put on a show for the male he had challenged him. He just wanted to kiss Xero.
"I'm sure it is." Jonas added, pulling back.
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Post by praiseofblood on Aug 11, 2009 0:24:19 GMT -5
Xero smiled a bit, happier than he'd been for a while. It didn't take much to please him. He stood up, walking into the kitchen and checking on the pots.
Meanwhile, it was Darren's turn to glower. The bastard really had no consideration for other people. He sat quietly though, out of respect for Xero, and sipped his chocolate, glaring at the half-breed across the room.
Xero hummed a bit, before stopping, turning and racing into the bathroom to throw up again. It seemed the baby didn't too much agree with chocolate. Sadness. Xero could've cried, he loved his hot chocolate.
After the wave of sickness had passed, Xero brushed his teeth and headed from the bathroom to be met with Darren's worried gaze. "Are you sick? Do you need me to call Kirle?" he asked.
Xero shook his head. "No, i'm just pregnant is all. It's morning sickness." he said.
Darren stared at Xero, jaw slack. "WHAT?!" he cried.
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Post by clementine on Aug 11, 2009 0:36:29 GMT -5
Jonas turned bright pink at Darren's exclamation, hiding it behind his mug of chocolate. He was jealous that he didn't get to ask Xero if he was alright. It'd be redundant if Jonas asked again.
"Yeah he is." Jonas supplied helpfully, smirking at Darren. "With twins too." Okay, so that was a lie, but it was funny and he wanted to razz the other male. "Gonna name 'em Megatron and Optimus Prime and enter them in beauty contests."
Teasing aside though, Jonas actually got up to nuzzle against Xero in a comforting way, letting his Instincts take over his brain for the moment. He didn't care one bit that Darren had been glaring at him either
"You're okay though, right?" He asked, reiterating Darren's question.
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Post by praiseofblood on Aug 11, 2009 0:46:02 GMT -5
Xero didn't know what had gotten into Jonas, but he liked it. He REALLY liked it.
Darren glared at Jonas. He really hated the guy. "Oh, ha ha. You're a fucking riot." he scoffed.
"Darren!" Xero chastized. "Be nice, for gods' sake. Both of you glaring and sparring all the time will make me want to kick both of your asses." Xero warned, giving Jonas a look as well.
He leaned against his mate a bit, smiling. "Oh, and yeah, I'm fine. I don't think the kid likes choclate, which sucks, cause I can't drink it." he pouted, mourning over the prolonged loss of chocolately goodness. Silly baby and his stupid hate of chocolate. Why did he have to take after his uncle? He wondered at the kit growing ever so slowly inside of him.
Xero broke free of Jonas' hold, giving him a quick kiss before going into the kitchen to put the last touches on what actually should've been lunch. It was a large(ish) meal, enough to keep everyone full until later on that night.
He prepared the plates, being sure to seat himself between Jonas and Darren, just in case.
"Um...food's done." he said, sitting in the middle seat to force the two nemises on either end of him.
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