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>> "Are you always that slow? It's not easier, believe me, I do it half the time. Pft. Being half girl still makes ya guilty for everything."

Akshay would have hit him for calling him slow. But considering the mess that they had caused while they were sober, there was no way he wanted to risk more property damage to his store. That was the thing that no one told you about superhero fights; someone had to pay for the collateral damage. And Akshay MOST definitely didn’t have the extra funds to take care of that.

So, he let it slide. This. One. Tim—HICK!

God. This was strong whiskey.

He sighed though, mulling over Gawain’s words. The kid probably had a point. It seemed that no matter what gender you were, there was always some kind of trial to have to go through. The human condition was made of suffering, wasn’t it? With only glimpses of happiness? He would have to drink to that.

>> "I was thinking... other women. Not us. Like...Ever been to a strip club?"

Akshay rolled his eyes.

“I am almost—“ he counted on his fingers and held up three of them, “Six years older than you! AND of legal drinking age. Of course I’ve been to a strip club,” he sighed as he thought back to some of his favorites. “Ever been to Museful Inspirations down on 66th? Definitely one of the best I know of.”

Akshay winced. Apparently Gawain didn’t like to be called a “kid”. In truth he was still a teenager but he could understand that he didn’t want to be referred to as a youngin anymore. Even if Akshay was a good 6 or 7 years his senior, it could be taken as an insult. Well, since they had just finished fighting, it was obvious he didn’t want to incur the ki—Gawain’s—wrath any further. So, as an apology, he poured him another shot of the whiskey.

“My apologies,” he simply said and dropped it.

Sighing, he craned his neck back to stretch the muscles a tiny bit. He was so going to be sore in the morning.

>> "Yeah, she'll survive…I mean, it sucks, but it's probably better off, 'sides who am I to talk...."

Akshay smirked. He had to admit that even though that started off extremely rocky, Gawain was really beginning to grow on him. Great, he gets along with the guy AFTER he breaks up with his sister. That is just peachy. But still, some friendship is better than none, right?

Pouring himself another shot, he raised the glass to Gawain.

“To…um…a couple of fools? Fools meaning us, obviously,” he beamed. Which…must have looked rather disgusting with the split lip and bruising jaw.

Hmmm, well, to be honest I wouldn't mind Akshay riding in on his silver ducati and saving to pair of peoples! He could be heading out when the riots are happening and attempt to ride to the rescue. He has been to the mansion so he would know that is a safe place to be.

Plus he met Sarah before and would be more inclined to help!

>> "Hit me…Then let's go find a place that has decent booze."

Akshay smirked as he twisted open the container (painfully so) and shook the few pills inside. He usually kept these for promotional days because they were always good to have around when dealing with customers. They were loud, obnoxious, and tended to smell really bad. So bad, in fact, that they could easily give a person a migraine. But right now Akshay thanked his lucky stars for them because, if not, he wouldn’t have asprine readily available.

Tilting the bottle, he dropped a couple into Mirror’s hand, and grabbed a couple of his own. He popped them into his mouth and didn’t even bother to attempt to swallow them whole. Chewing them would help the medicine to hit his bloodstream faster.

As for now, though, they needed alcohol.

Akshay smirked as he offered his uninjured hand to Gawain to help him up.

“Come on, You lead the way,” Akshay said as he waited for Gawain to take his hand so he could help him up. Only after Gawain was standing did he continue. “I have a feeling you’re someone that knows where to get the good stuff.”

>> "No sh*t, bad…Two bullets in the back and I was out. From what I hear, I can count myself lucky."

Akshay winced. He could guess what it was like to dream something like that. To hear those to gunshots go off, then, a split second later, to feel the rounds pierce your skin. It must have been horrible to dream something like that. Then again, being stabbed in the gut really wasn’t all that wonderful a feeling either! At least, that is what he guessed happened. He remembered the fighting, then he remembered someone getting past him, followed by a piercing pain in his side.

Damn, even just thinking about it hurt. And that was only a dream! Then again, he had a some recent incidents with blades and knives lately.

…

…He shuddered at the thought.

His attention turning back to Gawain, instead of on the pain radiated throughout his sore body, he watched the young man continue.

>> "Broke up with my girlfriend after the wakeup call…I guess that's just goin' around these days isn't it."

Akshay hung his head sadly. He knew that eventually the conversation would return to what started this whole thing off. Forget name calling and costume mocking, there was something real and substantial about this encounter that Akshay had been hoping to avoid. Heh, fat chance. Gawain was still her brother after all. Of course he would want answers.

Akshay sighed.

“Listen, Gawain,” he said as he pushed himself up so he wasn’t slouching so much. “It…it didn’t happen like that. Okay? We just…we weren’t right for each other,” he muttered. “We drifted apart. She deserves someone who can stand by her, no matter what. Even when she is out, trying to save people’s lives and not freaking out at home that she may never come back.” He knocked his head back against the rack with a groan. “I loved your sister, Gawain. But…I wasn’t in[/b] love with her. She deserves someone who can give her that. And that’s obviously not me.”[/color]

Akshay was ready for it. He was tired, he was exhausted, and most of all he was in pain. Not just physical pain from the beat down, but a little bit of emotional pain from having to think about everything that happened to him lately. Being reminded of his break up with Emerald just opened up those doors all over again. And it was something he definitely didn’t want to have to think about right now. He was moved on, sure, he was not going to go break down Emerald’s door and beg to be taken back. But he didn’t want to think about that time of his life either.

So, he waited for it. Eyes closed, teeth grinding, he waited for her brother to just pummel the hell out of him. Hopefully whenever he was done, he could then just leave Akshay in peace and he could bury that part of his past. He was done trying to be something he wasn’t.

But that never happened. Instead, he felt Gawain sliding off. Akshay cautioned to open his eyes, sat up (painfully) and watched Gawain leaning back against his counter.

>> "I'm not gonna kick your ass…And ya're not a loser. I've seen ya in the dream, fighting for the school...”

Akshay perked up. Sure most of that was probably just Gawain trying to make Akshay feel better, but something about that last part struck his interest. Seen him fight? In a dream? At first Akshay didn’t know what to make of it, but, as he thought, he suddenly remembered. THE dream. The one from a few months ago. That weird one where he was fighting for the Mansion that he’d met Gawain in. All those psychopaths were breaking in and Akshay had actually done a pretty good job of defending them until he too was killed.

But…he could have sworn that all of that was only a dream. How did Gawain know about that dream?

>> "F*** messed up..."

Akshay, pulling himself backward, leaned against one of his comic racks so that he could at least be sitting up. He had to admit that Gawain summed up the notion perfectly. Quietly he shook his head.

“How…did you even know about that dream?”

>> "Oh sh*t."

Oh sh*t indeed!!

Gawain made the one fatal mistake that no person should ever make to a nerd on the brink…he made fun of said nerd’s swag. There was absolutely no way that Akshay was just going to let the man walk away with that one. He didn’t care if Gawain was here for retribution for his sister and was here to gun him down in cold blood! Akshay was going to have revenge. REVENGE!!

Surprisingly, Akshay actually caught the guy distracted. His arms looping around his midsection, Akshay brought the teen down and their fight began! And such a epic battle of the titans was it!!

Punches! Kicks! Bites! It was just all happening at the same time to the point that Akshay truly felt like a man possessed. After the hellish time he had been having lately, and really with no other way to cut loose, Akshay was all in this fight. The kid was strong, fast, but Akshay was just crazy. He was sure that at least a couple of times he had sunk his teeth into the kid’s arm, attempted to shove a plastic arrow where the sun don’t shine, bashed Gawain over the head with a “MOTHER******” word he created, and screamed out to Valhalla, Crom, and Stan Lee to help grant him the strength to take down his foe! He would pour Gawain’s blood on a shrine for their favor!

But such was his exhausting moves that he eventually was outmatched by Gawain’s training as an X-Man. It was obvious, though, that as good as Gawain was harmed, Akshay was just a little worse. He was sure at least one of his ribs were bruised, his fillings were coming out of one tooth, and bottom lip was split to the point that it dribbled down blood. Even his jaw was already nearly two sizes and perfect shades of black and blue due to the sucker punch earlier.

That’s right…SUCKER…PUNCH…

Damn cheater!

Eventually Akshay found himself pinned down and flailing against his opponent.

>> "Goddammit dude chill the f*** out!

“Take it back!” he growled. “Take back what you said about the costume or I’ll bite your face off!!”