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EPIC SIDESTORY: LOVER'S DUEL CONTINUED

[Pain got a call from Viper fifty minutes ago telling him to show up for a fight or he'd kill Alek.]

[Forty minutes ago, Pain called his 'nephew' Ocelot for help and started a plan.]

[Twenty-five minutes ago, The Pain used Mantis to find the Sorrow and figured out the plan.]

[And now he's waiting for Sorrow to report back on the state of Viper's traps before he goes to confront him. He's going to rescue Alek, no matter what he has to do.]

[The Pain is here. The Pain is not happy.]

[The Pain is ready.]

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/Hopefully the third member of their group won't show up for a fight. I prefer not to kill unless it's necessary, and he seems like an honorable man./

[He splashes water over Alek's hair to get rid of the cut hair; it's still slightly messy, but not as bad as before.]

/...there as well?/

[Pain is D:ing at the idea of badtouch now.]

/Who is the third member?/

[He's met Hawk before, but he didn't know he was affiliated with any groups.]

/No, he came close but he did not./

[One of his eyes squeezes shut as a bit of water from his hair drips into it.]

/Slasher Hawk. Big Austrailian man with a wilgi--er, like a boomerang--and a hawk. No shirt./

[He breathes a sigh of relief at the news.]

/Good./

...

/I wonder, Alek...could I ask you a favor?/

/Oh... yes, I met him while patrolling with Mantis one time. He agreed to put on a shirt, but his hawk was insulted by Mantis, so he did not end up doing it. He really likes that bird./

[His eye opens. He blinks a few times.]

/...Yes? What is it?/

/Like me and my hornets, but more picky./

[He wipes hair and water out of Alek's eyes.]

/It's too dangerous for you to patrol proper now. The evil Cobras know you're my weakness; if they find you, they'll use you against me./

/Instead, I need you to control the base and be my radio backup. I'm going to call everyone and start making plans to fight back, and if I'm going to direct I need help from someone who knows this Nexus like the back of his hand./

/You. Can I ask you to do this?/

[He grumbles, unhappy to be told that he's a liability- not because people will try to kill him, but because they'll use him to get at Pain. It makes him feel extremely weak and useless.]

..................

/Fine./

Alek...

[He leans in and kisses his slightly soapy hair.]

/Sunny can't lose her father again. She's already having problems--she found Raikov's body, I heard, and was panicking--and she needs you to be there for her. Leave the front to me--this my unit, though warped, and I know them best. I need you to organize supplies and tell me where to go and what to do during the final battle./

[The knife is set aside and Pain massages Alek's shoulders, getting them wet.]

/I need you. I can't do this alone./

...

/I understand. I will not let you (or Sunny) down./

[If he's going to be back up then he's going to be the best damn backup that Pain has ever had.]

/I know you won't./

[He curves around and kisses Alek on the cheek. That's who Pain knows he's going to have.]

/Now, shall we get you out? Your legs are looking much better, and your fingers are too./

/Okay, where are we going after this?/

[Now that he's settled with the idea, he's feeling a great deal better, already coming up with information he might need to help out Pain and his allies.]

/I might even be able to walk now./

/I'm going to use this theater as a base. It's the last place they'd look, it's spacious, and all our allies are here already...well, Natalia went on patrol, but she'll be back soon./

/I'll call everyone here; I don't have everyone's radio, but I think you have more than I do. I'll see what I can do with who shows up. We need to divide and conquer; all we need is the who and how./

[He runs his hands down Alek's arms.]

/What about your arms?/

/Okay, that sounds good then. I should be able to get you most people's radio frequencies./

[He turn his attention to his arms, willing them to move. Eventually they twitch a little, but not much else.]

/They should be okay soon, but they are not as healed as my legs./

/Would you like me to add more water? That may help./

[And since he's in the bath already, Pain soaps up a washcloth and starts rubbing Alek's shoulders and chest, washing away the residue from the bombs.]

/Once you can write, I'd like a map with the rooms labled. We may be able to use them to our advantage./

/Yes, more water sounds good./

[He sighs contentedly as Pain washes him, feeling a sudden wave of warmth, comfort and security.]

/I can do it. But it will be in Russian./

[He leans over and turns on the tap; hot water fills the tub until it reaches up to Alek's chest, after which Pain turns it off.]

/I can read Russian and so can many of our allies, so that will be fine. I can translate into other languages, if need be. How does this feel?/

[He traces over Alek's neck and collarbone.]

/Can you move your neck?/

Mmm...

[He closes his eyes and just allows himself to relax, no longer straining against responseless muscles.]

/-Feels good. At least there is some benefit to being captured. How often do most people get such a nice bath massage?/

/You realize you can get one anytime you'd like if you just asked?/

[He traces under Alek's arms and down his ribs, occasionally squeezing out the now-filthy cloth, now replacing it and going over his stomach.]

/Although if you'd like to play at being captured, I could do that once this is over~/

[A small kiss to the neck.]

/Really? I will keep that in mind./

[Although he doesn't really intend to abuse this power, it's much more special when infrequent.]

/If it results in something good like this, then why not?/

[He turns his head to kiss Pain back, then nearly starts in surprise when he realizes that he can turn his head.]

/...I think it has almost all worn off!/

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/Well, if you get captured by someone other than me, I'll be upset and threaten to nuke someone again, and then you'll get upset and then where will we be? Not being happy like this, that's what./

[He smiles widely when he sees Alek move.]

/Fantastic!/

[And he leans in to actually kiss him.]

/No, I would not want that. It is better to be friends with the one who captures you, but unfortunately that does not happen very often./

[He kisses Pain back, extremely relieved to have regained most of his movement.]

/We can end the bath now whenever you are ready./

/It depends if we plan it or not, you mean~/

[He puts one soapy hand on Alek's chin to kiss deeper.]

/I'm ready when you are./

/I guess... yes, that must be what I mean./

[He can't help but smile a bit against the kiss, even as Pain deepens it.]

/Since I am ready when you are, and you are ready, then I am ready./

/I'll figure something out with handcuffs and chocolate once this war is over. You'll be the best-treated POW in the Nexus~/

[He breaks away from the kiss, smiling back.]

/I guess we should get the soap off, huh. Help me wash it off, will you?/

[He starts scooping water onto him to help clean him off.]

[He laughs, then begins moving his arms around experimentally. The movements are slow and stiff, but he manages to scoop up some water and pour it onto his head.]

/Very nice~/

[He pours some on Alek's shoulders, wiping soap scum off with a beaming grin.]

EP REGRETS NOTHING EXCEPT GETTING KILLED >D

HE'LL REGRET IT AFTER I DO... SOMETHING

AS I RECALL, IN ALL THEIR AIM RPS EP ENDED UP BADTOUCHING OR BEATING ALEK. DON'T PUSH IT.

I'LL BRING MY GUN NEXT TIME!

HIS HORNETS WILL STEAL IT. BRING A FLAMETHROWER INSTEAD.

I WILL, JUST WAIT

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