Kilik (youare_epicfail) wrote in clockwork_rp, @ 2008-06-30 23:32:00 |
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Sink or Swim
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Who: Wanijim Kaito (shinjukucroc)& Kilik (youare_epicfail
What:Swimming lesson
When:Monday 30th afternoon
Where: Hotel, harbor, sea, harbor
Warnings: Dirty, dirty mouths. And not just Kaito's. Also wet T-shirt contest
Bag over his shoulder thanks to the closet, he was not going to not bring at least a towel no matter what that crocodile wanted, Kilik descended from the appartment he shared with Nike. Stepping outside he looked around, large glasses shielding his glasses, handily also hiding any hints of curiosity as he took his first good look around.
Well it seemed to safe so far, he decided after a moment. Now all he had to do was to find that overly tall 'cop' and they could get this over and done with.
And so he finally appeared. Kaito rolled down the window and drove his new car, a swanky two seater (he could try getting a family car from the closet another time)- in front of the pink haired boy. There was a moment of deja vu. Fuck, was Kilik that young when Kaito info-dumped him with Sora's misdeeds? He couldn't quite imagined it.
"Get in," Kaito ordered, jabbing the heel of his hand against the car horn to punctuate the order. "I haven't got all day."
Well, this was at least something to take his mind off certain things, like his last experience with death, while Akira kept his one-man fanclub entertained.
demon of awesome: Refusing to jump at the car suddenly honking next to him Kilik dropped his bag behind the passenger seat and slipped into one of the expensive leather seats. "Good - then we can keep from wasting each others time." He informed the older man curtly, fixing his seat belt before pushing his sunglasses up again.
"Someone who understands the importance of time?" Kaito smirked and put out his cigarette on the window sill, flicking the burnt butt out of the window casually. "Buckle up then, and try not to scream for 'mummy' too soon."
Before the young Gem King could even reply, Kaito chuckled and stepped down onto the accelerator without hesitation.
Congratulations, Kilik. You are about to experience firsthand how one could get from the hotel to the beach in less than a minute: by ignoring the existence of a brake.
Being pressed into the seat Kilik had to swallow several times before his stomach agreed to settle again at the sudden acceleration, something that hadn't happened since he had been taught to ride. Thankfully however he had also learned early to face death with composure and most importantly silent since the crocodile's driving style was about as suicidal as his interpretation of gracious social interaction.
By the time they reached the beach, it had felt like hours but really was only a minute a glance at the shiny clock in the dashboard reassured Kilik had seen his life flash before his eyes so often he had lost count. Leaving the car with a minimal amount of unduly haste he closed the door firmly and leaned against it, glad for once to have the ground back under his feet.
Kaito got out and lit another cigarette, raising an eyebrow at the boy. "Shaky already?" He asked and then turned heel in the direction of the boat tied to the jetty. Not that he care much for the answer, honestly. He had to give the boy a mental thumbs up for not crying though. Not many had survived his driving and came out as calm as Kilik just did.
Gravity Children. They might as well be called Barely Human.
"Oi, hurry up!" He hollered and hopped onto the boat with the grace of someone who could grab hold onto a moving helicopter easily. The day when a Wanijima would not be as steady on water as he was on land would never come. "If you want a stupid kiddy float around your waist, it's time to put one on now."
Eying the boat with a wary look Kilik grabbed his bag and followed the arrogantly swaggering trash talker. "I have all the stupid I can stand right there..." He muttered to himself with a side glance at Kaito before vaulting over the side of the boat, the slight movements of the craft making his landing a little less graceful then he would have liked.
With practiced ease, Kaito untied the boat from the structure that was holding it stable and started the engine. He honestly had no idea how far it could go before this fucked up world decided to zap them back unceremoniously back into the hotel. Neither was he particularly keen in finding out.
"I taught my brother how to swim in under three hours," he muttered, keeping an eye on the shore as the boat went further and further away. Soon, land was out of sight. All around them was the cloudless blue sky above and the chillingly blue waters under. Kaito had not seen water this unpolluted for a while, if ever. Ah well. No matter. "How long would you take, I wonder?" He mused aloud and then in one quick movement, he grabbed the kid by the collar and flung him into the sea with all the might of one used to cracking a thick bullwhip with ease.
Splash.
'What?' Kilik had a moment to wonder what Kaito wanted from him before he lost the ground, or well planks, under his feet and sky and water became a single blue blur and then he hit the water HARD.
Sinking like a stone for a moment the icy water closed around him, air bubbles rushing past him until he had regained his facilities enough to struggled upwards against the drag of his rapidly soaked clothes.
Breaking the surface he gasped for breath, wet pink hair hanging haphazardly in his face and glasses drifting some distance away from him, doing nothing to temper the absolutely furious look he shot the older man as he paddled to keep his head above the water and reach the boat again.
"What do you think you are doing!"
Kaito took out his gun and uncocked the safety, aiming it at the tiny space of wood between Kilik's hands. And he fired. "Hands off my boat."
Pushing off of the boat reflexively Kilik had a moment of utter disbelief as he stared at the older man that had just SHOT at him. "You're an insane bastard." He sputtered once it had passed, a wave from his sudden movement playfully crashing over his head.
The boat started again, creating ripples -waves, rather- that were aimed straight for Kilik face before Kaito turned it back in the direction of the shore, making sure to keep it in sight but always out of reach. "Swim back, you loser!!" He yelled, an almost maniacal grin of amusement crossing his face, and fired another shot in Kilik's general direction without even taking aim.
demon of awesome: Coughing again, god he was quickly starting to hate water, Kilik splashed at the slowly retreating boat in futile frustration. "If I die I will make sure you never enjoy another day in your miserable life Wanijima." he gasped to himself, struggling to kick his wet shoes and jacket off before starting to dog paddle after the boat. "Tree hugger my ass."
Hey, the kid was pretty good. Impressed Kaito was impressed. So he accelerated the boat and pulled another gun out of his coat. One reason why he loved that coat of his. He could hide a shotgun in there and nobody would know better. "You are never going to catch up with that stupid dog paddle," Kaito pointed out. "Aerodynamics, bitch! You know the word?!" He asked and fired again.
The bullet split in mid-shot, hitting the water randomly.
As if what he needed was more water in his face, Kilik seethed quietly. "What are you, Science Barbie?" The drag of his clothes was growing more and more pronounced and Kilik knew he would need to do something soon or he would not reach the shore.
"No, just someone trying to kill you." Another shot, aimed to whiz past the Gem King's ear. "You either reach the boat first, or the shore, or you die here. Simple enough for your useless peabrain?"
No, he wasn't going to die yet. Stopping Kilik treaded water for a moment as he struggled with his belt, water coming up threateningly high to his nose now that he didn't use his arms. "Is that how you .." Coughing for a moment he had to quiet down. "Taught your brother?"
Kaito bared his teeth. The crocodile was on the hunt. "I'll let you know if you survive this." Two shots this time.
Pants slipping down his legs to disappear forever in the depth of the ocean Kilik almost immediately bopped up with the weight pulling him down gone. "It takes more than that to kill me." He shouted after the still retreating boat and started a faster version of the dog paddle again.
Still a dog paddle? Well, consider his previous admiration gone then. "Feel the fucking water, you lame duck!!" The policeman demanded. "Even a pig can swim better than that!!" BANG. "You are the motherfucking-" BANG. "Gem King." BANG. "Air and water-" BANG. "-isn't all that much different. FEEL, shithead." BANG BANG BANG.
Feel the water? How! All he could feel right now was how freaking cold the stupid wet crap was. "It's called GAIA road for a reason!" He bitched back though Kaito's barbs did encourage him to try out if there might not just be a better way to get forwards.
"So what?! Even the goddamn Fang King could learn to fucking swim!! Can't beat a twelve year old at it?!" Kaito sneered and kept on with the onslaught of bullets. "STRETCH OUT, YOU BITCH. Keeping yourself curl up like a fucking nun isn't going to help you move!"
Twelve year old fang king? Kilik would be curious about that later - for now the desire to wring Wanijima's turkey neck outweighed it. Feeling the bullets hit the water next to him he turned his face away. "Like a swim teacher on too many steroids." Still he did stretch out and suddenly it was a lot easier to coordinate the movement of his arms and legs, catapulting him forwards and closer to the boat again.
There was a look of pride on Kaito's face when the pink haired boy finally got it. Took him long enough. Well now. "Race you to the shore," he laughed and fired his last bullet at Kilik playfully. "If you can get there before I dock and reload my gun, you are safe. If not, I'm making a fucking hive out of you."
Just how you fired a BULLET playfully Kilik would in all likelihood never understand - but he did understand a challenge, especially when apparently his life was on the line. Movements growing more precise the longer he swam the distance between him and the boat was at least no longer increasing. Like hell was he letting the silver topped beanstalk win without giving it everything he had.
Once he was sure that the Gem King could make it back to shore without drowning, Kaito set the boat back to shore on full speed again, making sure to make a round about the kid first to send a wave in his direction. Once he reached the jetty, he threw the rope over the metal structure on the side, tying a sailor's knot easily and hauling himself onto land again. He waited.
A minute, or maybe more, he had lost track of time Kilik finally ground under his feet and dragged himself out of the sea, his shirt, socks and shorts soaking wet and hanging off of his adolescent body. Pushing his hair out of his face he make a face at the salt already beginning to cause the usually smooth strands to stiffen and stick up in all directions as the sea water evaporated.
On the higher vantage ground of the jetty, Kaito glanced down at Kilik and blinked. And then he blinked again. Oh my God...what the fuck was that?! This was hilarious. "YOU HAVE THE SLEEPING FOREST EMBLEM DESIGN PRINTED ALL OVER YOUR FUCKING BOXERS?!!!!"
"It was what the closet gave me when I asked for something to swim in." Glowering at Kaito Kilik stomped up towards the boat to get his bag. "Is it any business of yours?"
It was during times like these when Kaito wished he carried a camera wherever he went. Well, it was decent blackmail material, in any case. "Nothing. Not at all," he replied, still snickering.
Stomping past Kaito Kilik made sure to repay the older man's amusement by ramming one wet shoulder against his 'teacher' before bending over the railing and grabbing his bag, glad he had brought at least a towel, the white shirt and equally white, except for the emblem shorts begining to stick to him like a second skin.
"What's with your obsession with white?" Kaito asked, honestly curious, even as he pried Kilik's fingers of the railings. The Gem King would go down with a pretty spectacular splash.
Kicking at Kaito Kilik snagged his bag and straightened again, giving the taller man a warning look. "What is your obsession with women's clothes." He snapped back, holding the bag close in case Kaito tried to take it away from him.
Kaito shrugged and made his way over to the car. Slipping into it easily, he started the engine and drove off. "See you back at the building!" He waved casually. A jog back would do the kid some good.