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WHO: Alastair

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WHERE: the ol' motel
WHEN: after 5 Tuesday
WARNINGS: doubtful
SUMMARY: the boys get into a discussion about their desires (before Alastair goes and satisfies one at a club with Soundwave)
FORMAT: Para to start but if ya wanna quicklog, go for it~

Alastair had spent a good portion of his work day not actually working so much as fiddling. In between actual company-related programming, he had been skimming the network, looking for all the past instances of the Porter-voice and the Iron Suit interfering in the lives of the superhumans, hunting for any evidence that anyone had tried to do anything about its meddling. Aside from the one technopath who got her brain fried, anyway. He knew he was no technopath, his hacking skills wouldn't be enough to sneak in a back door and jack his way into Grinbitch's systems. But gathering information was the first and most important step.

At five on the dot he blasted out of R&D and hopped on his bike, making it home in record time. He had forgotten to encrypt his responses to Soundwave, so he assumed Kiryu knew what his plans for the evening were. But that was later - he wanted to get back to his friend, to relax for a bit, change, eat, and see how Kyosuke was doing, first. No matter what other desires were firing in him, warring for attention, the desire to look after his "brother" was one of the stronger ones and demanded to be obeyed right now. Alastair made a lot of noise coming in, dropping off his stuff in his room, and pounding up the stairs to find Kiryu.

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Alastair could probably find him easily; Kiryu's started bringing his "room" down from the roof, meaning his radio, which he decided he wanted to listen to much louder than usual. Loud enough that one might wonder if he was trying to make himself deaf, and certainly loud enough to be heard from a floor down.

As for Kiryu, he was moving about Saitou's room, which now had a second mattress, packing things into a couple boxes. Mostly his own things, since Saitou never accumulated much. He'd switched back to his Dark Signer form sometime during the day; one of his long lasting desires was to be dead again and that was as close as he was going to get.

By now, Alastair was totally used to that form. He followed the noise and came to lean against the door frame, smiling to himself at Kiryu's burst of activity. "So we're gonna take it all with us, huh?" he teased by way of greeting.

Kiryu glanced over, not even bothering to move to turn the radio down. If they had to yell a little, he could deal with that.

"Of course we are." He shrugged, pointedly not look at Alastair while he spoke. "When he comes back, he'll need his stuff."

Alastair breathed a deep sigh, which was covered by the loud music. He knew Kiryu would never get over Saitou, regardless of whether the old man ever came back. Sometimes the Porter worked in their favor. Most of the time, it didn't.

"So. I take it that means you want one of the three-bedroom flats," he noted, not upset, but not teasing any longer.

Kiryu shrugged again, pausing in folding a pair of pants. He hadn't really thought about that, or any of how they might set up a new apartment once they got there. Just that he didn't want to be here anymore. He really had no idea what to do with less room than a huge place like this. Even the Dark Signer hideout had been huge.

"Yeah," he answered finally. "It might be good to have extra room anyway, just in case. It's not like either of us won't have the money for it."

"Yeah. That's true." Alastair folded his arms over his chest and shrugged a bit. "All right, then. Just..." He sighed again. "I hate seeing you pinning your hopes on that damned machine. What if he doesn't come back? Are you gonna hold a place for him forever?"

He almost flinched. Almost. Just the thought of Saitou not coming back...right now, he wanted Saitou back so badly that considering the possibility that he wouldn't hurt. It was the same way he'd felt thinking that he would never get his revenge on Yuusei, back before he'd died.

"I've done it before," he said softly. His voice shook a little, with pain or anger, he wasn't sure. "What else am I supposed to do? It's not like I can just walk up to that bitch and ask for him back. If it were that easy, there'd be about six more people here already. I have to believe he'll come back."

"It's never that easy," Alastair grumbled. He hadn't lost anything as personal as Kiryu had, but seeing his friends in pain was enough. "I miss him too, and JP, and...it sucks that all we can do is believe and hope. The goddamn porter has us all dancing to its own tune, like it's...like it's some kind of god." He spat the last word out with venom; Alastair believed in no gods, they had all failed him. Thinking of the Porter setting itself up as one inflamed the anger that had been feeding his desires for vengeance over the past couple of days.

He decided he could confide in his friend. His voice was just low enough that the music didn't fully drown it out. "I've been looking for a way to get in and reprogram it. To make it give us what we want. But I can't do it. Not with just computer skills. I can't."

Kiryu had to laugh at that. "The Porter's hardly a god. I've known gods, and she isn't one and she never will be. My gods wouldn't be so cruel."

He paused suddenly, looking thoughtfully down at the mark on his arm. "We probably have enough money to visit Peru for a while, don't we...?"

Alastair's next statement made him look up again, still thoughtful though now actually looking right at him. "Well, I can't help with that. Yuusei was the computer guy, not me. We could all build stuff, but he was the programmer. And there was some technopath girl who got fried when she tried messing with the Porter too a while back, wasn't there? So you couldn't just talk to your boss either..."

"But it acts like one," Alastair sniffed, refusing to impart any dignity to the Porter by referring to it by a gender. It didn't deserve the pretense of humanity all over it. "Popping in whenever it feels like it, and then totally ignoring our pleas when we ask to go home or be left alone. Taking people at random, and then sending new ones in - ones we don't want to see. Swapping our powers...making us defenseless when we could really use those powers..."

He began to pace a little, treading just inside Saitou's room without going too far. "And we just sit and whine about it, and let it happen. We say we can't do anything except hope and pray - just like you would to some god on his throne in heaven. The kind that never hears our prayers, the kind that lets tragedy happen and never cuts us a break. I'm done giving it that kind of reverence and authority over my life. I'm not gonna let it toy with the people I care about!"

It took a minute for him to realize he was ranting and raving while he paced. Alastair stopped and ruffled a hand in his hair. "Sorry, what? Did you say something about Peru? Sorry, Kyosuke. I've just been thinking about this all day. Looking at the network and seeing if anybody tried anything against the Porter before. You're right, there was the chick who got her mind fried, and the Iron Man-lookalike got blown up. Which makes me think that trying to hack the Porter is going about it the wrong way..."

Kiryu just looks more thoughtful at that, like he might even be considering shifting his thoughts about the Porter to be more religious. Which he is. He's far more ready to accept that the Porter is similar to a god than Alastair, although he still doesn't see it as a good one.

"It does act like one," he said, sinking down on his bed. He finally reached out to turn his radio down. A little. Just enough that they didn't have to yell. "But so did that damned dragon, and he's hardly worth my respect...and so did Security..."

A smile crept across his face as he remembered the strike he'd finally taken against Security. It was a pity he was caught so soon after that; his small act of terrorism was so brilliant...

"Peru doesn't matter. I want to visit, but not as much as I want that bitch to get what's coming to her...maybe force her to listen." He reached out to grab his duel disk from next to the head of his bed. Such a basic, rudimentary duel disk compared to what he'd known back home. "When I wanted Security to listen, I used force. They had to pay attention to that..."

The shift in Kiryu's demeanor made Alastair tread slowly across the room and sit down next to him. "It's not a good god. More like a devil. We shouldn't have to live under its tyranny." He watched his companion's movements deliberately. Part of the common thread between them involved their past deeds, things most people here wouldn't be proud of. Alastair peered keenly at him, and then at the duel disk. "Sometimes, you have to do something drastic to get someone to pay attention to you," he noted, thinking of his stellar feat of hacking KaibaCorp and buying it out from under Kaiba's nose. To say nothing of luring him into a duel in the guise of Pegasus. "If they've got their head so far up their ass, they need a pretty big show of force to make them notice you. Sometimes...the size of a jumbo jet."

He scratched his chin thoughtfully. "You and I have never really talked about working together before, have we, Kyosuke...?"

"Yeah, and that's what I gave them. And they paid attention." He suddenly scowled, his voice laced with hate. "'Course, I couldn't make them pay as much attention as I wanted. I hardly made an impact. I got arrested first..."

He looked back over at his friend, eyes gleaming with anticipation. "No, we haven't. Did you have something in mind?"

"Hey." Alastair laid a hand heavily on Kiryu's shoulder, though his face began to take on an evil sort of grin. "You just had a stroke of bad luck that time. You weren't running with a member of an international shadow corporation who knew how to get things done without getting caught~..."

The grin faded only by a degree or two. "I wonder. What kinds of things can you do? With or without your power - you know, just in case our neighborhood tyrant were to try to stop us by taking powers away again."

That was probably the wrong thing to say. Kiryu's expression turned dangerously calm in an instant and he reached up to grab Alastair's wrist, squeezing hard.

"We did just fine under the circumstances. I might not have trusted the right people, but we still succeeded where no one else did. Of course I wouldn't have gotten caught if I'd had resources like that."

Alastair recoiled a bit in shock, his hand coming up off Kiryu's shoulder. "I didn't mean it like that!" he hissed. "I'm just saying! You've got me, now. The two of us can do things...together!"

He gritted his teeth, earnestly willing Kiryu to understand. It was an idle comment, this reaction caught him completely off-guard. He held Kiryu's gaze, staring into those golden-black eyes with firm conviction.

Kiryu let go after a moment and looked away a moment later, not feeling bad exactly, but maybe regretting so automatically taking that the wrong way.

He just really hated any implication that he wasn't as good as someone else, and right now, he felt that even more than usual.

He still felt tense, even trying to force himself to relax again.

"I can do a lot of things," he finally murmured, certainly feeling in the mood to boast. "Summoning fire and cards, but you know that. I'm pretty sure those are my only powers. I can hold my own against Saitou for...long enough. I rigged a bunch of duel disks to blow up part of the Security building. Dueling, obviously. Our duel-cuffs were my idea...they destroyed the disk of the loser...actually, I'm really good at blowing things up..."

Alastair listened as a show of his trust, and the more he heard, the more his smirk started to come back. "Turning duel disks into bombs...that's brilliant," he enthused. "I could've used something like that. Maybe then Kaiba wouldn't have been so cocky about escaping with his soul intact."

He leaned in closer; among the desires being amplified in his mind was one that made it so easy to eliminate personal space. His voice was a murmur in Kiryu's ear. "Here's a thought. What if...I found a way to hack into the security around the Porter building, and disable everything...and you planted some explosives around its precious room. Do you think it would listen to us then? If we threatened its existence in a much more visceral way?"

Alastair laughed, low and wicked. "I mean, I could steal a plane and fly it into the building, but I'm not desperate enough to throw away my life this time. We're not gonna lose. We can win."

Kiryu had to smirk with pride and pleasure in being acknowledged, although he couldn't help but want more of that. Of course it was brilliant; too bad his old team couldn't see that. And it felt even better to feel like he was leading again, to be making plans to take charge with someone he trusted, someone he was positive he could trust this time.

He hardly tried to move away when Alastair got so close. The intimacy was hardly unwelcome on his side either.

"Sounds like fun. We'll have to set off at least one as a warning, to prove we're serious...maybe something that won't do too much damage." he trailed his fingers over the duel disk again, his own demeanor almost calm but certainly eager. "She'll have to listen; there's no way she could disable anything physical. You think you can hack her security systems?"

By now Alastair was practically leaning against him, enthralled by the idea of finally doing something about the City's most pressing problem instead of just whining about it. Superheroes could whine and throw up their hands and say they could do nothing, but did they try?

"It'll be difficult," he admitted, "I won't lie. But I'll get through. I'll spend every day and night on it if I have to. The key is to hack the systems around it, so the Porter doesn't realize it's the target. Not until it's too late and I'm in, and I'm blocking cameras and shutting down motion sensors." He gave another low chuckle. "Yeah, it can't disable your work if you don't connect them to its systems. It won't see you coming at all."

Alastair purred a low, thoughtful hum. "What do you wanna blow up? The lobby of the Porter lab? The MAC? I bet...if I lay an obvious trace and get it to follow my hacks, it'll be distracted. You can get in pretty close."

Kiryu was hardly about to push him away; he was close to leaning back himself. He definitely appreciated the attention Alastair was giving him and was just going to encourage more.

"If anyone can do it, it's you." Kiryu reached over to briefly ruffle Alastair's hair. "I know you can. Especially if you know you can."

Kiryu imitated the hum, moving to comb his finger through his own hair. "Not the MAC. I doubt that would make an impression on her. The actual building would be better...as close as possible. Something that would actually endanger her."

They were falling into a vicious cycle - Alastair wanted to be wanted, which was the primary reason he practically leaped at Soundwave's invitation. He rested his chin on Kiryu's shoulder and purred under his breath at the hand in his hair.

"I won't rest until I've traced all the security connections, hacked the passwords, and disabled everything for a block radius around the building," he bragged. "Hmm. There's gotta be another lab or even a storage closet or something real near the porter-room. Something that'll have lower security, but still be dangerously close to its vital systems. That would work, hmm?" Alastair draped an arm around Kiryu's far shoulder. "I bet I can find floor plans of the building somewhere in Stark's files..."

"Heh. I'll make sure you have plenty of coffee."

He nodded, absently going back to playing with Alastair's hair; if it was going to keep Alastair's attention on him, he was hardly going to keep from indulging his own desires for the moment. "Floor plans would help...but that should work. I know it'd put me on edge if I were her..."

"Ooo..." Alastair slinked his other arm around Kiryu's waist and fully leaned against him. "You do know how to spoil me and keep me working~." The attention was definitely there, though Alastair was still thinking aloud, following the thread of their plan. "We gotta be careful about it. Make sure everything's in place before we call her out. That way, we'll be in control. Can't leave anything to chance."

He nuzzled the crook of his companion's neck. "Looks like I'm in for a couple of long days and nights. What do you need to get started?"

Kiryu hummed appreciatively, mimicking Alastair in slipping an arm around his waist under his coat. "I like spoiling my friends," he murmured, breath ghosting over his friend's ear. "And I can keep quiet, especially for something like this..."

He shrugged a little, fingers brushing over Alastair's face and neck. "I'll have to look into acquiring a few explosives. But I know people; that'll be the easy part. Adapting them into things that aren't suspiscious might take a day or two."

The little touches and the breath against his ear made Alastair chuckle dangerously to himself, and then he flopped onto his back, tugging Kiryu with him. He had time before he had to go change, he could indulge for a bit, right?

"So~...you need a couple days for engineering. I need a couple to make sure I've got every hackable route covered. Sounds like a plan. Should we aim for...mmm closer to Friday? The sooner the better. If we sit on this idea too long, the Porter could pull another one of its tricks on us." He flashed Kiryu an eager grin. "We gotta get the jump on her."

Normally, he wouldn't just go along with something like that, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't want more. He was almost tempted to try to find a way to keep Alastair here.

He leaned down, pressing kisses to his friend's neck as he spoke. "I didn't have anything planned for Friday. I could have things done by then easily." He smirked back up at Alastair. "She'll be listening to us once we're done. No more tricks~"

Alastair tilted his head back and hummed lightly in his throat, pleased as hell to be in the inferior position. "Mhm," he growled in agreement. "We'll be in charge. No more fucking around with our lives..." The thought made him cackle a bit. He stretched his hands up to cup around Kiryu's face. "And then we'll have everything back the way it should be."

Kiryu only hummed again in agreement and leaned down to kiss him properly, his own hands starting to wander a little; that was enough talking for now. He was going to enjoy this while he had Alastair to himself.

Alastair happily pulled him in for a kiss, hungry for it after being patient and single for so long. Being granted the taste didn't satisfy, though, it made him want more - as much as he could grab before being told "no." He kissed like someone who had more than enjoyed life's pleasures before. For the most part, he even forgot where he was at the moment.

Kiryu certainly wasn't a stranger to this, though he wasn't usually with anyone he was actually fond of. Even so...he deepened the kiss, needing more, much more. He was completely willing, planning, to keep going until he was satisfied.

Alastair accepted his every move, parting his lips and swirling his tongue delicately around Kiryu's. If only he'd known of the reception he would get, he would have made a move sooner! At least, that was what he told himself while he kissed, putting his best efforts forward and making sure his companion enjoyed every moment of it. After all, there wasn't much time. Pretty soon he would have to...

Crap. That's right, his date. Alastair remembered, but didn't break off right away. He lingered for a little while longer, enjoying every moment himself, though he drew nearer to a point where he could pull back and grin.

Kiryu let out a soft sound, telling him just how much he was enjoying it. If Alastair couldn't already figure it out in other ways. Namely his actively wandering hands. Which he was reluctant to stop, even when Alastair finally pulled away.

He had to blink down at him for a moment before he remembered. "Oh yeah, you have to leave soon..."

Alastair gave a little "heh" under his breath and moved to touch Kiryu's wet lips with his thumb. "Yeah, I've got a date. Not that I'm not enjoying this..." He stretched up to give him one more kiss. "...but I did kinda say yes to Soundwave. There's time for dinner first, though."

He took a deep breath. The frustration of having to stop would resurface later, surely. Those boys at the club wouldn't know what hit them.

"Mmmm. Dinner sounds good." Kiryu returned that kiss with one of his own before slowly sitting up and tugging Alastair up with him. "And I like Soundwave too much to try to keep you here."

"Oh, I'm sure he'll be happy to hear you decided to let me go," Alastair teased as he sat up, shaking out his hair. "Don't worry. It's just a little playtime. I'll still be coming back here~." Or so he assumed - he wasn't thinking that any of this was unusual at all, beyond being flattered that Soundwave wanted to go out. It was just dancing, right?

He tugged at the buttons of his "nice" work shirt. "Lemme go change and I'll meet you downstairs. Mm?"

Kiryu chuckled, slowly stretching and getting up, almost purposefully showing off as he did. He might acknowledge that Alastair had other places to be soon, but that didn't mean he didn't still want his attention.

"Sure. Don't take too long..."

Alastair cackled a bit, again, fully enjoying Kiryu's flirtations. "Oh, I won't~. I'm pretty hungry, you know." He rose and let his hand glide over Kyosuke's shoulders as he passed and went out the door. This was one of his favorite games, he felt rather lucky that he was getting to play. Tonight was going to be awesome.

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