for Enter

[red_pleather]

Fighting, fighting, always fighting.

I toss myself backwards over a box, desperately evading Enter's cables. He's toying with me, I'm almost certain of it. I don't know where the others are. I don't know what his Metaroid's doing, though I can hear it sounding off some kind of countdown. If I look away just now, Enter'll take my head off.

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[interpolate]

The Metaroids are getting a bit more proactive, I'm finding, which I suppose would have been very well appreciated a few weeks or even months ago, but now is usually frustrating if not outright ridiculous. I make the damned things and I'm still not entirely sure what some of them do.

Like this one. I assume it will wreak havoc just like they all do, they're generally pretty good at that, and so I let it go on and spend my time focused on driving Red Buster to exhaustion. This is my fun, and Dieu soit maudit, I'm going to have it.

Up until our fight skirts too close to the Metaroid as it finishes whatever it's counting down towards, and I get caught in a blast that is less explosive and dangerous and more lightly scented and disorientating.

Even to me.

And Hiromu, I assume.

Oh, I think he's going to fall over.

[red_pleather]

I reel back from the blast, and have to clap a hand over my mouth as I make the stupidest little noise.

Oh. Helmet's gone. Doesn't seem to matter, for some reason. All that matters is the ground rushing up towards my face.

[interpolate]

"Non, non, non!" It doesn't even occur to me that, hey, cables, because I'm too worried about him falling down like that and smashing up his lovely face.

I catch him with my arms, then, and haul him back up to his feet. "Are you alright, amour?"

[red_pleather]

Two strong arms wrap around me and I'm hauled close to a solid, warm body. I smile wonderingly and bring a hand up to his face. "Y-Yes. You saved me."

[interpolate]

He's very sweet, even if his hair is smoking. I lift pat the smoldering ends gently with my fingertips to put them out, then brush his fringe out of his face. "Bien sûr."

[red_pleather]

A sigh exits my mouth without me consciously willing it. He's so nice.

Except -- "Your fingers!" I exclaim, grabbing his hand. "Are you all right?"

[interpolate]

"Oui, oui, oui," I'm trying to assure him, but at the same time, I'm not about to pull my hand away while he's holding it. In fact... and I slip my free arm around his waist to hold him closer against me.

His eyes are so nice to look into. "What's a little heat between... friends?"

[red_pleather]

I melt against him, enjoying the feel of his lean muscles. His fingertips seem all right, and his eyes are... his eyes are huge.

"Perfectly acceptable?" I answer hoarsely, realising too late that it's a rhetorical question. I'm always getting thwacked for answering those.

[interpolate]

He's always so straightforward, so delightfully simple, treating every part of his experience as thoroughly equal.

It is, dare I say, séduisant.

I can't stop looking at his face, though I can hear there's other things going on around us, I couldn't care less. Right now all that matters is that he stays, right where he is.

With me.

[red_pleather]

"I don't think it's safe here," I say reluctantly at last, though it's difficult to look away from his face.

I don't want to. He has the most amazing eyes, and his jawline... I want to feather tiny kisses along it, and run my fingers through his hair, and love him as he deserves to be loved.

[interpolate]

I sigh at him, but he's right. I'm not about to let go, though, so I trace one hand down his arm and thread our fingers together. "Oui, amour. We should go somewhere safe."

[red_pleather]

I nod gravely, feeling a little thrill go through me as he takes my hand. "As long as I'm with you, anywhere is fine."

[interpolate]

I grin down at him, unable to ignore the odd fluttering in my stomach at his words. I squeeze his hand and pull him close to me again. "I'm never going to let you go."

[red_pleather]

"Good," I murmur up into his face, smiling in what I'm sure is a goofy way. I can't bring myself to care. "Teleport us if you want. Anything you want is fine."

[interpolate]

"Non, non, non." I purr, horrified at the thought. I lift a hand to push gently through his hair. "I wouldn't dream of putting you through that. We'll walk."

[red_pleather]

My eyes half close in appreciation, and I tilt my head shamelessly to get more contact. "All right."

[interpolate]

My little kitten. I keep running my fingers through his hair for a moment before it occurs to me that we're not making any progress, and I chuckle, shaking my head at our frivolity.

"Come on, we're sitting ducks here." I bring my fingers down along his cheek and curl them under his chin, tilting his head back to meet his eyes. It's a job, not getting distracted by his lips. "Let's go. Lead the way, hero."

[red_pleather]

...mmm. I want to reach up and brush my lips across his. I want to stand here forever, safe in his arms.

But we're not safe.

I disengage with absolute reluctance, and take his hand gently in mine. "Perhaps this way? The park is awfully nice at this time of year."

I -- I'm sure there are people who want to attack us, but they're people who I like? Or people who want to attack me but they're people he likes? It suddenly doesn't seem as important as just going somewhere with this man I love.

[interpolate]

I think he's about to kiss me, and I am very approving of this idea, but then he pulls away, takes my hand, and starts to lead me away.

I disguise my pout as best I can and give his hand a squeeze. "I love the park." I could care less about everyone else around us. I let him lead the way and follow in his wake. The park is lovely this time of year, but then, anything would be nice as long as he's there with me.

[red_pleather]

There's a noise from my brace, so I switch it to silent.

I grin over my shoulder at him. "It's so pretty. But I'm sure I won't be able to look at it very much." I'll be too busy staring at him.

[interpolate]

I chuckle when he turns his brace off. Silly boy. Not that I'm complaining. I'd much rather keep him all to myself.

The rest of the walk is precisely what I wanted, peaceful, hand in hand with mon amour.

The park is wonderful, calm and beautiful, but I only have eyes for him.

I pull him back beneath the shade of a cherry tree, and it's so stereotypical it's almost farcical, but I don't care.

"Viens ici," I purr, wrapping my hands around his wrists and pulling him close, tipping my head down and catching his mouth in mine.

[red_pleather]

He pulls gently on my wrists, bringing me closer, and I grin happily up at him.

...oh. Yes, yes, that's nice. More of that.

I disentangle a hand from his and slide it around the back of his neck, pulling him closer.

[extricate]

I'm not quite sure I believe what I'm seeing.

RedBuster, yes, clearly RedBuster. I'd recognize him anywhere.

But that simply can't be Enter with him. Not... not leaning against a tree with arms entangled and lips lock.

Is this was nausea feels like?

I raise Gog up and take aim at a branch just above their head, ready to fire a warning shot.

[blue_pleather]

So I'm chasing after Escape, because if we can't get any answers out of Enter, she's our only hope. Just as I catch up to her, she fires at something ahead -

"Escape!" I point my weapon straight at her. Whatever she's aiming at, it's likely to be another Buster or a civilian, and I can't let her do that.

[interpolate]

His goofy smile is all I could ask for, so I tilt my head and bring my lips against the side of his neck instead, hoping for more reactions like that one.

I almost don't even bother pulling away when I hear a shot being fired, simply slipping an arm around his waist and neatly pivoting him away from where a branch nearly falls on his head. I'm a bit too preoccupied with the shape of his jaw beneath my mouth.

Ah, but then we're interrupted. Typical. And not just by my meddling counterpart, damn her, but by his mother hen, excuse me, worrywart.

I look over his shoulder, fingering Escape as the bigger threat and pinning her with a glare. "Do you mind?"

[red_pleather]

He moves me smoothly out of the way of some noise or other, and I go with him easily, pliant in his arms. I trust him. I know he'd never hurt me. He's doing the most amazing things with his lips, and I just want to stand here forever with him, groaning, feeling him close.

...oh. Them. "What?" I ask impatiently. "We're busy."

[extricate]

"Yes I mind." I keep Gog raised and aimed in the general direction of Enter and RedBuster, and, without looking, bring Magog up and aim at his teammate. "You're being... you're being gross with the enemy."

I toss my head in BlueBuster's direction, though I keep my eyes on the pair under the tree. "You should keep a better leash on your pet, BlueBuster."

[blue_pleather]

"My 'pet?'" I shriek. I don't know why Hiromu has decided to make out with Enter, but whatever the reason is, it can't be anything good, "Hiromu. We have to go."

I won't try to physically pull him away from Enter unless I really have to. It might require me to overheat and I don't want to have to do that.

[interpolate]

I keep an arm around amour, but I use my free hand to send a cable flying at Escape. Not really as a threat, more of a shooing motion.

"He's not the enemy." I inform her calmly. "And he certainly doesn't belong to him." I shoot a disparaging glance at Blue Buster and scoff. Surely there's no threat there.

[red_pleather]

"I don't belong to anyone," I sigh dreamily, looking up into Enter's face. "Only to love."

Oh! "Maybe you two should try it!"

[extricate]

I would gag, were I human. I'm sure.

I smack Enter's cable away with Gog, then look over at BlueBuster, narrowing my gaze. "This has to be your doing. Some rewiring of Enter's programming. Some trick you and RedBuster are playing."

[blue_pleather]

"MY doing?!" I squawk, "I don't know how to re-programme Enter. And even if I did, I wouldn't want him touching Red Buster."

I glower over at Hiromu, because there's no way I'm doing anything of the sort with Escape. I still have no idea what happened here but whatever it is, he's walked right into it.