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Written Feb 9 2009.

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Vespasien turned to Alexandre, a brown eye glaring to the man. His temper was short.
“That beast has saved our lives more than once,” the leader replied in quick French, his hands in deep pockets.


“He's a nuisance now. All he wants to do is be coddled by you. His jobs are sloppy. He makes too many mistakes,” Alexandre growled back. “You should get rid of him. He's a liability.” The blonde-haired, blue-eyed man shifted his weight uncomfortably, his own French just as rushed.


Alexandre had come to Ves as a partner, to discuss strategic goals for their... group. Almost a year ago, Ves had come to the city from France, bringing along an eager eighteen year old runaway from some military academy. The boy acted as Ves's right-hand: a mercenary, body guard, sniper, and especially... Lover. Alexandre had laughed at the thought of two fags running this town, yet here he stood with his new superior. The frenchman had one goal: to become a mafia lord. It was a laughable dream, but an almost completed one. Ves and his men had harbored enough money and collected enough bodies to accomplish the goal. But the fear only began once Ves hid away his boy toy. And even Ves could not deny that pretending to be straight aided him in his dreams too much to turn back.


The leader had been avoiding the boy – Bornes – and it was obvious they both weren't taking it very well. Bornes was having the toughest time with it. The situation was partially Ves's fault- he'd never explained to Bornes why their romantic life had ended so abruptly. It was clearly affecting Bornes's work, which had previously been superior to most others.


Vespasien looked to Alexandre for advice. The man was not a native French speaker, but one could hardly tell. He used to work in covert operations, placed in France. Ves had his doubts as to why Alexandre would join him, but over the months the information and expertise he provided had proven irreplaceable. His trust was easily gained. Ves questioned Alexandre very little when it came to the man's suggestions.


Yet, after two months of cutting Bornes out of Ves's personal life, he now suggested they dispose of the boy...? Ves had to run the scenario through his mind multiple times to even grasp at the idea.


“I have invested too much in him. I taught him most of what he knows. This is only a bad time for him- he will get over it soon,” Ves finally responded, still managing to keep his solid stature.


Alexandre shook his head, backing down from the argument. He played the sympathy card. “After two months...?”
He let the statement hang. By the look on Ves's face, Alexandre knew he'd already won.


Unbeknownst to the both of them however, Bornes had already left.

He hadn't overheard any conversations.

He didn't know about Alexandre's plan.

He had simply come to the conclusion that Vespasien was only using him. Feeling betrayed, he finally decided to leave of his own accord. Bornes was good at running away from his problems. He'd done it with his father; it was easy enough to do again with his now ex-boyfriend.


He'd taken his clothes and his gun and called a taxi. He enjoyed walking but too many people knew his face here. He just wanted to get out of town; leave it all behind. He went to the next town over and checked into some cheap hotel. Bornes got a lot of funny looks, especially when he spoke, as he still had a French accent.


The next few days, he kept jumping from town to town until he reached the neighboring state a week later. Each night he'd gone out drinking, mostly moping to himself. He noticed that the further he went from Ves, the closer people stood or sat to him. Bornes quickly realized he missed being intimidating.


It was in some town named Sinico where Bornes found something interesting. He was already drunk when he's overheard some people talking about a fetishist club. It had Bornes's curiosity piqued, so when one man told the other where the club was located, Bornes went on the prowl. And not too soon would he realize it would be a very good decision.

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Written Feb 9 2009.

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