Leopard Lurves His Brotha

"Of course I sleep with her!" He said defensively. "Shut up and watch the movie, brother."

"Sure you're not gay," he replied flatly. He quieted down as the movie began, shifting further away from his brother. This whole situation was messed up.

Leopard grew silent, and kind of angry. The fuck had Saki told him in there?

"Look, I don't know what you think, but I'm definitely not a fag."

"I believe you," he said entirely unconvincingly. "Why wouldn't you like women? Despite the fact that you don't."

"What. Are you talking. About." He snapped, grinding his teeth together. He was glaring at his brother, now. "Of course I like women."

"Name your past girlfriends."

"Pfft!" He snorted. "I don't date women, the fuck would I do that for? I sleep with them, is all. I can't have a committed relationship, I'm a fuckin' assassin."

"Sure," he replied. "If you do even sleep with them."

"The fuck are you talking about?!" He snapped, finally grabbing his brother again. He shook him. "Of course I sleep with women, why the fuck wouldn't I?! Why would you think I don't?!"

He slapped his brother across the face, shoving him away.

"Touch me, and I'll kill you--and I don't know. The leopard tattoos, signs that you just sat on the couch instead of having sex. You don't seem very straight to me."

He glared, feeling his sore cheek.

"Fuck. You." He spat. "Get the hell out. I didn't raise my little brother to be such a disrespectful fuck."

"The government raised me," he responded dryly. "I apologize if I offended you; I was curious as to what other corruptions befell my brother while I was gone."

Leopard didn't even look at him.

"Just get out." He said sternly. "I thought, maybe, we could go back to being how we used to. But you're a lost cause. I'm going to move on with my life. Fuck you."

James stood up, clapping his brother on the shoulder.

"Do you finally see? How I need to kill you for your own sake? I'll kill myself, too, if you wish--but we've changed, brother, you for the worse."

Leopard stood up, grabbing James by the collar again.

"No, I've not changed at all, you stupid asshole, I was destined for a life of crime, anyway. I already knew this is what would happen to me, but you? You became the type of person we fucking ripped off because they're self-righteous douchebags. That's what you are now." He shook his head.

"...I hate you, brother. But I won't let you kill me. If you leave me alone, I'll leave you alone."

"I would rather die than know you live like this," he replied angrily. "I would rather die!"

Leopard sighed, burying his head in his hands.

"...I knew you would say that. I don't want to kill you, brother."

"I don't want to kill you either," he said simply. "But I have to."

He sighed heavily again.

"...At least let me have this night to myself."

"As you wish," he said, all too relieved to head for the door. "Just remember I'll be back. And both of us will die."

-x-

It had been months. Months of never ending fighting with his brother. Arguing and gunfights alike. Leopard couldn't stand it anymore. He was frustrated, he was angry, but most of all he was really, really horny. It wasn't like it was his fault; lately, his brother had been extremely physical with him, and god damn did he enjoy that. He wished he didn't. But he did. It made fighting extremely hard, and Leopard usually got the shit beat out of him.

Even now, he was inspecting his bruises in front of his mirror. He only had a few and they were healing, but they sure did look ugly. He was just lucky that he didn't get himself killed. A few times he had nearly found himself forgetting to fight back, and worse, others he had almost gotten hard. Augh, if that wasn't awkward he didn't know what was.

Soon, he figured, it would be time for his brother to get here and try to kill him again. He sighed, pulling a tanktop on grabbing his gun.

Sure enough, James burst through the door a few minutes later, ever-punctual.

"I am going to kill you!" he shouted, on edge even for James; the gun shook in his grip, and his teeth were tightly gritted. Work had been disgusting lately; the swarm of new recruits wouldn't leave him alone. A ton of babbling women thinking that they were pure and attractive enough to catch his interest--what bullcrap!

He could feel the headache he'd had for the past three days straight intensifying; if killing his brother was the only release he could find, so be it.

Leopard glowered at him.

"I don't have time for you!" He insisted angrily, raising his gun. "Just skip it today, would you?!"

In the back of his mind, he really hoped they ended up in a fistfight. That would be good.

"Fuck it!" she shouted, tossing his gun to the floor recklessly. "I am going to strangle you and make you shut your whore mouth!"

Almost too excited for his own good, Leopard discarded his gun on pounced on James, causing them both to fall onto his bed. It wasn't as if he had planned that or anything. Nope, not at all. He hadn't moved his bed into the ideal position or anything.

He threw a punch, thoroughly expecting it to not connect.