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It was an average day at nanba prison, as average as this prison can get that is. As we look in to our main cast that reside in building 13 cell 13; with uno looking at the newest issue of the women’s magazine, nico playing a new level on his gaming device kazari gave him, and jyugo who was bored out of his mind and looked just about ready to leave the cell, that is until the fourth member of their group, rock, came back into the shared cell.
“Huh, look who’s back.” Jyugo murmured, not really caring.
“ROCK’S BACK! YAY!” Nico exclaimed, dropping his game and running over to the bulked inmate and hugged him, causing the other to grunt in surprise.
“Nico, don’t hug him. he’s sweaty and gross.” Jyugo said, causing uno to snicker, nico to let go of the proclaimed sweaty and gross inmate, and rock giving jyugo an angry look.
“So~, how was the workout at building 5?” Uno asked, still slightly preoccupied with his magazine.
“It was-” Rock started.
“Were there any female guards there?” Uno interrupted. ‘of course that’s what he would ask’ everyone thought. “No. there are no female guards there” rock sighed in annoyance towards his friend’s stupid question, his back towards everyone, as he took off his tank top.
“That’s not whAT THE SCRATCH MARKS ON YOUR SHOULDER BLADES SAY!” Uno shouted, pointing at rock’s shoulder blades, giving it jyugo and nico’s attention. Sure enough, there were large scratch marks that covered rock’s shouler blades.
“Huh?” Rock asked, a bit of surprise in his tone. “Uh…those…aren’t what you think they are.”
“ooooh REALLY?!” Uno exclaimed, “Then WHAT exactly are they?”
It took a couple of seconds for rock to reply. “They’re…uh…” rock hesitated “I..got in a bit of trouble with kuu.” He murmured.
“Kuu?” Jyugo asked, surprised but critical. Kuu was a pretty chill cat who was fine with rock’s over affectionate attitude towards the miniature furry guard, and rock has been an animal lover for most of his life, so he had enough experience knowing when an animal has lost it’s patience. So hearing that kuu scratched rock for either no reason or because rock’s affection got a bit out of control was really confusing for jyugo to wrap his head around. But before anyone could press for more questions, rock had closed the door to their shared bathroom.
“Hey,” Nico started. “Since kuu’s a guard and scratched rock, does that mean he’ll be suspended?”
“He’s a cat nico.” Jyugo stated.
“But he is a guard.” Uno commented. “I even heard he’s on a higher rank than seitarro.” He snickered, amused by this fact. “Actually, now that I think about it, I know that guard dogs that attack people for no reason are ordered to be euthanized-”
“THEY’RE GONNA PUT KUU DOWN?!” Nico squealed, ghilbi sized tears welling up in his eyes.
“THEY BETTER FUCKING NOT!” Jyugo screamed, the look of murder in his eyes.
’Oh boy’ Uno thought, looks like he was gonna have to do something before the two went on a self proclaimed rescue mission.
As he finally tied up his long raven hair in a tight braid, building 5 cell 8’s inmate 02, liang, still had his mind racing as he was going over the checklist in his brain. The bars were always open so no one would notice any…unusual smells, he put his training clothes in the dirty clothes basket and there would be no reason for his cell mates to look through it, he showered, and brought his clothes with him before going in and…oh wait, where was his shirt? Liang smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand, he only brought his boxers and pants with him. He was in such a hurry that he forgot his shirt. Liang sighed, putting on his boxers and pants and opening the door hoping that his cell mates weren’t back-
“yo, did you save enough warm water for later?” Qi inquired.
Damn it. They were back already.
Instinctively, once liang heard the lazy bum’s voice he put his left hand over the left side of his neck and he scanned the room. Qi was on his bed looking at some random magazine, and upa was currently levitating with his legs crossed, putting his cactus down. They weren’t looking at him. Perfect. He could use this to his advantage to get his shirt and go unnoticed. As he walked across the room he was stopped half way by upa, who had floated in front of him, blocking his path.
“What’s wrong with your neck?” he asked, in his monotone voice. Despite sounding uninterested, if the qigong prodigy asked you if you were okay, then he was very interested.
“It’s nothing.” liang answered quickly. He was so close getting to his shirt. He hoped that his reply would be enough.
Upa just looked at him with critical eyes, he didn’t believe him, figures. He was also not moving out of liang’s way. The urge to go around upa was an option that was weighing in liang’s mind. But he wouldn’t do that, it was rude.
Before he could react, liang’s hand was forcefully pulled away from his neck. “what the-” he started looking at his hand. There was an aqua-ish blue aura. He looked back at the smaller inmate in front of him. The jiang-shi’s usual neutral face was replaced with dilated pupils and his mouth slightly agape. He saw it. dang it.
All this commotion caused qi to get up and go over to the pair. “Oi, upa,” he called out sternly. “Your not supposed to use your powers on people, remember?” He was right. Upa was under a strict rule to not use his powers on others unless it was ABSOLUTELY needed. As qi walked over to the two of them, he took a glance at liang’s neck, did a double take, looked back and stared, his eyes went wide in shock. “Woah.” he uttered.
On the left side of liang’s neck was a large purple bruise that spread from his collarbone to side of his neck.
Upa had let go of liang’s hand and moved to his left. Once his hand was free, liang instantly put it back on the spot but it was too late, they already saw it. He could feel his cellmates gazes burning on him though.
“What happened?” qi asked.“What did you do?” upa questioned. They both spoke at the same time. Liang avoided looking at them as he approached his shirt and picked it up.
“…I got in a training incident.” he suddenly spoke, still not looking at them. Both qi and upa gave him questioning looks.
“With what? A bear trap?” qi questioned half jokingly.
“Of course not.” liang stated, putting his arms through the sleeves and looking over at the scientist. “The staff got rid of those weeks ago and I don’t even have access to them.”
“I was joking.” qi sighed. one of liang’s many amazing characteristics is that jokes went over his head a bit too easily. Qi looked over at upa, who was standing next to him. the tall man leaned down to the smaller one’s level.
“You think he’s telling the truth?” he whispered.
The small jiang-shi turned around and replied. “I’m not sure.” he stated. “Liang’s mostly careful with training, but he can also go overboared and become reckless so it’s a possibility.”
’No matter how quietly you two whisper I can STILL hear you.’ liang thought to himself, getting irritated. He’d tell them that but he decided not to, because if he did the then it would’ve opened up the possibility that they might start asking questions. Later in the day qi gave liang an ointment he made to heel the bruise.
A week later, rock had come back to building 5 to train. Everyone was in their places, inori was lounging on the bench reading a questionable magazine, qi had claimed to be 'sick’ and was also lazing on a bench, upa was already running on the practice field, and yamato and tsukumo, who had come with rock earlier, have disappeared(but it was obvious they just went somewhere else on the field to train). The able-bodied inmate looked around until he saw the athletic-enthusiast liang, leaning on one of the building’s pole’s. Rock smiled.
“ 'EY, LIANG!” rock called out. walking over to him. Liang looked over and was also starting to walk over to him, arms crossed. They walked toward each other. Rock stopped halfway but liang was still walking. It looked like he was about to pass rock when he stopped at rock’s side for a second.
“Follow me." he ordered quietly, walking away from the muscular inmate. It took a good five seconds for rock to process what happened, but then he looked back and started following him. They both rounded a corner of the building. Oddly enough there were no guards or inmates around.
Before rock could ask what liang wanted, liang turned around to him with an irritated expression.
"Next time you need to bite something, I advise you to bite anything other then my neck.” he asserted. It took a bit for rock to figure out what he was saying. Then it finally hit him. He looked back at liang with a similar annoyed expression.
“Oh yeah?” he asked. “Well next time how about you don’t scratch my back so hard. When the guys saw them, I had to blame kuu on it.”
“And?”
“And he didn’t deserve that because he’s AN INNOCENT SHEDDING BALL OF HAPPINESS WHO WOULD NEVER DO SUCH A THING!”
Liang huffed. “Well at least YOUR story is believable, mine was so obscure that my cellmates BARELY believe it.”
“Well it couldn’t have been THAT unbelievable.”
Liang pulled down the turtleneck of his training shirt, exposing the still healing bruise; it was smaller than before but still visible "I told them I got this from a training incident.“
Golden eyes widened as rock looked at the large mark on the other male’s neck.
"Wha~ I did that?” he asked. Liang just stared at him, the answer was obvious.
Rock tore his gaze away, blushing and smiling a bit. It kinda looked good on the other and it felt nice knowing that was HIS bite mark on his…boyfriend.
Yeah, they were in a relationship. Although neither of them could remember EXACTLY how it happened. They were originally trying to build a friendship between each other. Sharing lunch with each other, going out exercising together and doing things that they had in common with each other, and it was going great, but then the secret hand holding, kissing, and the more…intimate stuff started happening. Neither of them knew how this happened, but it did, and they were perfectly fine with this. The only problem was they had to keep this a secret. Not because of fear of being rejected, their cellmates wouldn’t care that much about who they dated. They had to keep this a secret due to a certain rivalry between a monkey and a gorilla.
Rock looked back at liang with an apologetic look.
“Heh, yeah, sorry about that.” he apologized. Liang nodded, his way of forgiving this lovable idiot. They both stood there in awkward silence for a bit.
“So…is their anything else you don’t like?” Rock inquired, breaking the silence. liang looked puzzled for a second, processing the question. Once he understood he put a finger on his chin, thinking.
“I’d also like for you not to pull on my braid when we’re doing…” he paused, a light magenta colored blush dusting his cheeks, “…that.” he finished.
Rock grinned, “got it.”
Liang looked up. “is there anything you don’t want me to do?” he inquired. Rock started thinking for a bit, longer than when liang was asked the same question. he finally answered.
Rock chuckled. “Uh. well I guess I’d like for you not to scratch me so much.”
Liang nodded. “Understood.”
Liang was about ready to leave when rock reached out and gripped his wrist, not too hard but firm enough for the other to not leave.
“Hold on a second.”
“What?”
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” he asked with a mischievous grin. Liang cocked his head in confusion, he didn’t think he was forgetting anything. His confusion was answered when the burly male put his own finger on his lips. Liang’s cheeks turned a dark shade of magenta, almost red.
“W-what?” he stuttered. Rock’s grin just grew wider. they both knew what he wanted.
“No. Absolutely not.”
“aaww. why noooot?” he complained.
“We’re in public.”
“But no ones around to see.” He was right there were still no guards or prisoners around this side of the building. Liang huffed, he wasn’t budging.
“At least a peck.” he begged. “Please. just one. pleeeaaasse.” Liang groaned in defeat.
"…Fine.“ he said through gritted teeth.
He walked closer to the other and had to step on his toes to reach. Rock closed his eyes awaiting the kiss when he felt a sudden stinging feeling on his neck. He yelped, eyes wide open and smacked his hand over the spot that hurt. He looked at liang who had stood back and was…grinning?!
Rock removed his hand, revealing a small bite mark the size of a mosquito bite on his neck. He looked back at liang. He was wearing a toothy grin now.
"Wha-? Did you?” he stumbled. Liang giggled softly. “revenge.” he whispered haughtily and he started walked away. Rock gawked at the other before growling. “Oh. I am SO kicking your ass later.” he threatened. Liang stopped by the corner and looked at him, smirking.
“Hm…I’d like to see you try.” he instigated. and rounded the corner. Rock followed him short after, he was DEFINIETLY going to get him for this. either he defeats him in a fight or…some other form of punishment.