Like Twins

It had, surprisingly, been good for getting his spirits back up to be with Zekkai. Blood Talon hadn't been with a masochist before, and it was rather weird to be with someone who looked almost exactly like himself. Still, it helped him get over feeling powerless. Fucking someone so hard they screamed and still hear them beg for more was bound to do that.

Well, that was two down. The redhead still didn't feel confident a leadership role could be pulled off, and after the talk with Hiro, he wondered how hard it would be with the other two Jins. Well, technically, there were three, but Doormat Yankee didn't exactly remind him of a Japanese karate fighter. It was hard to associate the name 'Jin Kazama' with that pathetic creature.

Still, he was going to seek out that pathetic guy and his stupid lover. Shouldn't be too hard to get them on side, at least. He opened the door to their room, not bothering to knock, and walked inside. Babo was busy brushing Doormat Yankee's hair, and he spotted a barbie doll in the brunette's hand. Sounds from an American reality show came from the television, not that Blood Talon would be able to tell which one.

"Hey guys!" He said, flashing them a friendly smile. "You know what? I'm buying you a drink." He said insistently. Couldn't have this tete-a-tete in their room, Hiro would probably return sometime soon.

Babo didn't even tear his eyes away from the screen. He only blindly waved the brush in BT's direction. "We don't drink. Now close the door before it gets too drafty and Jinny gets a cold."

With a sigh, Blood Talon took a step over, wrapping an arm around Babo's back. "It's a metaphor. I need to talk to you. What do you want? Soft drinks? Ice-cream? Candy?" He chuckled lightly at the sight of nail polish on the table, right next to the CDs from American Idol and Backstreet Boys.

"Jeez, can't it wait until Survivor is over?" The skinny redhead frowned and put the brush down. After a reluctant glance at the other Korean, he kissed his doormat on the cheek. "Go on and put your jacket on, Jinny. The guy who thinks he's me wants to talk to us."

With a little pout, Doormat Yankee put the doll down and pushed to his feet. "Can I get a candy necklace?" He asked shyly, putting his jacket on as he was told.

"If the shop has one, sure. My treat." The Blood Talon managed to resist chuckling, turning his attention to Babo. "There's a place that sells candy down the next street. I think it's still open."

"That's a bit far... Jinny might get tired. Oh well, I can carry him. I'm strong like that, you know." Babo got up and stepped into his running shoes, and stuffed the things on the table under the bed. "I'd consider having him wait here, but it would be a bad idea with that monster Hiro walking around. Alright, let's go."

"I wanna go..." Doormat muttered, leaning against Babo's shoulder and wrapping an arm possessively around him. Blood Talon smiled, pacing ahead of them out of the room.

Neither of the wimps had bothered him much on the trip down to the shop, but when they entered through that door, they were like in heaven. Doormat had almost started crying since he struggled to decide between a candy necklace and a big, light blue and pink lollipop, so Blood Talon had bought both. Babo had quickly decided on a jawbreaker, and BT got all of it in a bag. It was amusing to have them follow that bag with big eyes, but only for two meters, because then Doormat started nagging.

The slightly larger Korean sat down on a bench on the sidewalk, quickly offering up the candy. He waited for them to get used to the idea of having something so fantastic; didn't want to try competing with something containing sugar. When they seemed to have settled down from the initial excitement, he offered a simple, "any good?"

All around Babo's mouth was stained blue and his fingers had white residue from his candy. He blinked at the Blood Talon as if it were the most obvious thing in the world and then he took his tongue off it long enough to ask, "What did you want to talk about, again?"

Well, time to get to it. Blood Talon straightened up, giving Babo a strong gaze. "You realise I've been going real easy on you two so far, right?" He said in a stern voice, assuming that'd make it clear a negative answer was not appreciated.

Babo frowned when the Doormat whimpered. He glared at the other Korean and shook his head. "We haven't done anything to deserve otherwise. We've been minding our own business all this time, so please be nice."

Smiling, BT reached out to pat the smaller redhead on the shoulder. "I'll be nice..." He said, letting his gaze rest on the brunette. "Because you two are going to be nice too, right?"

"Yeah, totally! People tell me all the time that I'm, like, sooo nice, know what I mean? Boys really like that." Laughing, Babo wrapped his arms around Doormat Yankee and gave him a squeeze. "Right, my boy?"

"Good." The Blood Talon said calmly, looking away for a little while to let the kids get more sugar. "You know, this is not a vacation." He said finally, "it's a mission to save the world. Do you remember that?"

Babo frowned again, still hugging the Doormat. "If I had thought it was a vacation, I'd have asked for my money back! Hwoarang's really mean to us, we have to share our room with a monster, we never get any privacy, and we keep hearing people doing S-E-X from your room. It got really noisy today! ... Twice! We know we have to save the world, it's the noisy people that forgot!"

"I knew I could count on you two." He gave them an approving nod, gradually earning a proud smile from Doormat. "You see, we can't just let them forget about it. This is too important for that. So I thought we could cooperate."

"Sure we can! We'd be happy to help you, Blood Talon. We'll listen to you, but we're not going to listen to the other one! He'd only tell us to do dirty things like he did at breakfast..." Babo stroked his lover's head dotingly and smiled back at BT. "We don't have to eat breakfast with him again, do we?"

"Maybe I could arrange something... but you see, so far we don't really have a leader." He stroked his chin in thought, trying to sound like he just thought of the idea. "Think I would make a good boss, boys?"

There wasn't any hesitation, and the idea seemed to get the skinny redhead excited. He grinned happily and took a couple long licks of his jawbreaker as he responded. "Yeah, you'd make a good boss. You aren't as mean as the others."

"Alright," he smiled, then leant down and picked up a conspiratory tone. "You know how the 'boss' thing works, right?" He said, trying his best to keep up the excitement. He seemed to have so much of Doormat's attention that the brunette was forgetting to lick the lollipop.

Babo nodded, his eyes wide with curiosity. "You tell us what to do and we do it? At least that's what I was told by my master Baek. Respect and obedience, right?"

With a smile, Blood Talon nodded. "Yes, you're right. Respect and obedience." Patting the slimmer redhead encouragingly on the shoulder again, he raised his voice in mild enthusiasm - which was not at all faked, since the success made it honest. "You know, you're quite the knowledgeable guy!"

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This is a collab, written together with Chlover. You can find her author profile here:
http://games.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=26260