Frenemies
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sparta-kora:
The blond swallowed nervously as Reborn pulled out his gun, it was no longer a joke and he quickly released the grasp around the man’s wrists, flashing one of those confident smiles and patted his back as he helped him up again.
“Kora, it was just a friendly joke… “
It seems he would have to find a less life threatening way to have his fun with the hitman… and Colonello was sly enough to know exactly how.
“Hey, let’s go celebrate our bodies with a drink. I’ll buy you one.”
Seeing that Colonello had gotten off him, Reborn took his time to get up while his narrowed obsidian eyes never left the other’s presence. He even ignored the offered hand while holding his gun firmly towards the other’s direction. That certainly did not look like a joke if one were to noticed the position they were in earlier.
Reborn just tsk’d at the blonde’s pathetic attempt to cover whatever it was that the male was planning.
“Some joke that is. Maybe having the cursed removed on that day had messed up with your head is what I think.” He said dryly while raising a perfect brow at the male.
Though at the mention of the drink, the hitman paused as he contemplating this. It certainly did not hurt to have a glass or two ever since the Arcobalenos managed to get their former bodies back. And it seemed right to celebrate over an occasion as this. After all, who wouldn’t when they had been stuck as babies for years?
“Fine by me. But since you offered, you’ll be the one to pay the bill, Colonello.” He smirked, turning to walk back to the direction where the town was as he kept his gun. He purred. “You’re not going back on your word, are you?”
“… My head is perfectly fine, Reborn. Kora.” He narrowed his eyes in annoyance, it was irritating that Reborn always had to appear so much better than himself or anyone else for that matter.
He scratched his head and nodded slowly, oogling the hitman’s ass as they walked towards a small cozy bar he knew would fit the sadistic pig of a hitman’s flavor.
“Kora, I never go back on my words.”
He always kept what he promised, or at least, he tried to.
Colonello sat down at the bar desk and ordered a bottle of beer for himself, eyeing Reborn carefully to see what he would have, probably something fancy or strong as hell. He had strange taste in drinks, that Reborn.
Frenemies
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“Well you are wearing that sourpuss expression… so I would assume you have problems.” He muttered and made a loud painful noise when the man whacked him at his head, rubbing at the sore spot while shooting a glare towards the violent hitman. “Lal is just as violent as you are…”
Why did they all enjoy hitting him?
A hand reached out to wrap around Reborn’s waist, pulling him down so he could pin him down, a strong grip around his wrists as he forced the arms above the hitman’s head, bright blue eyes looking down at him curiously.
What? Like hell he was giving such an expression in the first place! Reborn was just about to just stomp onto the seated Colonello with his foot when his waist was being caught. It was unexpected while being tugged down, the sudden action causing him to overbalance as he fell. And before the hitman could get his breath back, Colonello had his wrists pinned above him just as the blonde had the nerve to be on top of him, looking down with those eyes of his as though they were mocking him.
Well, to him that was but it pissed him off enough at the position he was now in.
A soft click of a hammer being pulled back, releasing the safety lock as a cold metallic muzzle of his black gun was pressed dangerously against the pulsing point just below the jaw on that throat. Unreadable obsidian eyes stared piercingly at the other’s sapphire hues, daring for the male to make the next move. And if it was something which he disliked, the hitman would pull the trigger in a heartbeat.
“Just what are you thinking?!” He hissed quietly yet calmly despite the deadly tone underlying his words.
The blond swallowed nervously as Reborn pulled out his gun, it was no longer a joke and he quickly released the grasp around the man’s wrists, flashing one of those confident smiles and patted his back as he helped him up again.
“Kora, it was just a friendly joke… “
It seems he would have to find a less life threatening way to have his fun with the hitman… and Colonello was sly enough to know exactly how.
“Hey, let’s go celebrate our bodies with a drink. I’ll buy you one.”
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“Kora, why are you stalking me, you lackey?”
Frenemies
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chaos-hitman:
sparta-kora:
Colonello looked up at the bright sun with narrowed eyes, he was sparring with Reborn for the first time since they became adults and he could already tell from years of experience that something was troubling the famous hitman.
He heard a rustle in the bushes and instantly sent a wave of light blue rain flames towards that area, finding it empty….
“Tsk, don’t hide like a coward, kora!”
“Coward? I think not, Colonello.” Reborn tsk’d at that as he stepped out of the bushes. He narrowed his obsidian eyes at the male, appearing annoyed that his peaceful moment had been interrupted by the other’s sudden attack. The hitman had managed to avoid it in the nick of time, gun out in case it was an ambush for him. But turned out, it was his annoying rival.
“Do you always attack people at random?” He scoffed, folding his arms across his chest. “And you’re late.”
“… I’m not attacking at random, kora. You asked me sparr with you, kora.” Colonello countered easily and pulled up his rifle to the shoulder, flashing a charming smile towards his old frenemy and winked at him. “You were simply too early, kora.”
The blond hitman wandered over to his darker friend, plopping down onto a rock and entwined his hands behind his head, staring at Reborn curiously. “You sounded troubled, what can I help you with, kora?”
Then, a teasing grin appeared on his lips, he oogled the hitman’s tight ass and unconsciously shifted. “…women problem? I would presume so seeing as you are still that selfish sadistic tyrant.”
Reborn tsk’d again, getting annoyed by the sight of the blonde being so casual and whatnot, it was starting to get on his nerves. But he put up a poker face and pretended to be nonchalant about it. He just looked away, ignoring the male who had sat down beside him.
Just why was Colonello sitting so close to him for?!
“…what makes you think I’m troubled, Colonello?” Reborn shot him a look as though challenging him to prove him wrong before whacking at the top of the male’s head with the end of his gun’s magazine, hard. “You think that’s bothering me? I think not. Now go run off and go chase after Lal for all I care. You two seem lovey-dovey even more ever since we had the curse placed upon us.”
And instead of sitting down, the hitman started to move away, unable to withstand being near Colonello any longer. Because the more he stayed, the harder it was for him not to blast the blonde’s head off with his gun. Just the thought of the Rain Arcobaleno smiling like that was ticking him off for some unknown reason. But it was probably due to his dislike of the male ever since Colonello wouldn’t stop bothering him with his attitude.
“Well you are wearing that sourpuss expression… so I would assume you have problems.” He muttered and made a loud painful noise when the man whacked him at his head, rubbing at the sore spot while shooting a glare towards the violent hitman. “Lal is just as violent as you are…”
Why did they all enjoy hitting him?
A hand reached out to wrap around Reborn’s waist, pulling him down so he could pin him down, a strong grip around his wrists as he forced the arms above the hitman’s head, bright blue eyes looking down at him curiously.
Frenemies
chaos-hitman:
sparta-kora:
Colonello looked up at the bright sun with narrowed eyes, he was sparring with Reborn for the first time since they became adults and he could already tell from years of experience that something was troubling the famous hitman.
He heard a rustle in the bushes and instantly sent a wave of light blue rain flames towards that area, finding it empty….
“Tsk, don’t hide like a coward, kora!”
“Coward? I think not, Colonello.” Reborn tsk’d at that as he stepped out of the bushes. He narrowed his obsidian eyes at the male, appearing annoyed that his peaceful moment had been interrupted by the other’s sudden attack. The hitman had managed to avoid it in the nick of time, gun out in case it was an ambush for him. But turned out, it was his annoying rival.
“Do you always attack people at random?” He scoffed, folding his arms across his chest. “And you’re late.”
“… I’m not attacking at random, kora. You asked me sparr with you, kora.” Colonello countered easily and pulled up his rifle to the shoulder, flashing a charming smile towards his old frenemy and winked at him. “You were simply too early, kora.”
The blond hitman wandered over to his darker friend, plopping down onto a rock and entwined his hands behind his head, staring at Reborn curiously. “You sounded troubled, what can I help you with, kora?”
Then, a teasing grin appeared on his lips, he oogled the hitman’s tight ass and unconsciously shifted. “…women problem? I would presume so seeing as you are still that selfish sadistic tyrant.”
Frenemies
Colonello looked up at the bright sun with narrowed eyes, he was sparring with Reborn for the first time since they became adults and he could already tell from years of experience that something was troubling the famous hitman.
He heard a rustle in the bushes and instantly sent a wave of light blue rain flames towards that area, finding it empty….
“Tsk, don’t hide like a coward, kora!”
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