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Who: Sword & Sen
When: Day
Where: Rec Room
What: Arguing
Rating: PG-13



Sen sat in the rec room in one of the chairs by the card tables, playing a game of solitaire. He had his legs curled up underneath himself, concentrating on his game.

Sword came in and flopped down into a near by chair. He was looking miserable.

Sen looked up from his card game and smiled a little. "Hey." He nudged Sword's knee with his foot lightly. "Bad day?"

Sword shot Sen a look that said 'what do you think?'

Sen ran a hand through his hair and looked at Sword. "There was.... nothing this morning when you woke up?" He asked.

Sword gave a frustrated sigh, "Do we have to talk about this!?" That was an obvious, 'No. There wasn't.'

Sen sighed. "Sword. I think you should get checked over, ya know, just in case something's wrong."

"I don't need to get looked at! I'm fine!"

"Okay, okay." He pulled his chair closer to Sword's. "Keep your voice down or people will hear."

Sword snorted.

Sen leaned in, kissing Sword's lips lightly. "We'll get through it."

Sword pulled away and snorted again.

Sen sighed and kissed him again.

"Stop acting so lovey dovey."

"Why? Does it embarrass you? Are you worried people might see?"

"No. I'm just not in the mood."

"Well, want to play cards or something then?"

"No." Sword was almost pouting.

Sen moved from his own chair to fully straddle Sword's lap, pulling the other man's arms around him. "Come on, Sword, it's not as bad as you think, besides, the more you stress about it... the worse it'll get."

"How much worse can it get? What? It'll fall off?"

Sen looped his arms around Sword's neck. "I know it's embarrassing, but it's really not that bad. Besides, there's more to sex than just ... that part of it."

Sword snorted, "More? Like what?"

"Well... lots of things. And if you wanted to, we could... reverse rolls for awhile or something." Sen murmured looking away.

Sword looked at Sen, blinked and then burst out laughing.

Sen looked back at Sword and frowned. "What's so funny??"

"You're joking right?" He said wiping tears from his eyes.

Sen practically pouted, letting out a huff. "I was being serious!"

That just made Sword laugh harder.

Sen gave Sword's shoulders a light shove. "What's so funny about it?!"

"Because it'll never happen," He said, calming down a bit, but still having little hiccups of laughter.

Sen frowned more. "Why not? It's not as terrible as you might think."

"Because it won't. Now get off me. I have some things to do."

Sen stayed firmly where he was sat. "It might help!"

"Do I have to make you get up?" Sword's eyes darkened.

"What are you gonna do? Drop me on the floor?" Sen replied, tightening his grip on Sword's neck.

Sword grabbed Sen's wrist and squeezed it with an iron grip, "Don't tempt me."

Sen winced, eyes fixing on Sword's. "Let go!"

"Or what?" Sword cocked his head to the side.

"Or nothing. Just let go! It's hurting!"

"Then get off me."

Sen let out a huff and shifted off of Sword's lap.

Sword let go of Sen's wrist and stood up, "Don't be so be cocky. I may be having difficulties in some areas, but I get still beat your ass."

Sen sighed. "I don't doubt that for a minute." He tilted his head, watching Sword. "Are you scared? Is that why you don't like my idea? Because it's out of your comfort-zone?"

Sword raised a hand and back-handed Sen hard across the face.

Sen let out a hiss of pain, bringing his hand up to cup hold his face. "What the Hell?!"

"Fuck off."

"I’m trying to help you! Why don't you stop being so proud and accept it for once!"

"Because I don't need your help!" The guards in the area, watched the situation closely but didn't do anything to stop it. It was obvious they would jump in if they needed to.

Sen looked away, folding his arms across his chest. "What are you going to do then? Kill until you feel better? Or maybe you'll just shoot up and attempt to kill yourself again?!?!"

"Fuck you, Sen! You have no idea what you're talking about!" He and turned, leaving the room.

"You're just a coward!!" Sen yelled at him. "You act so tough, but really you're just a coward!!"

Sword walked out of sight and one of Sword's men came over to Sen. His name was Cal and he worked closely with Sword, "S'not his fault," He started, "His best friend on the surface is in the hospital."

Sen folded his arm across his chest, holding the opposite elbow. "Hmph. He has friends?" Sen commented dryly. "Why can't he just talk abut this stuff? Why does he just keep it inside? I'm not a total idiot. I could at least try to help."

"You really think Sword is on for talkin' about his feelings? The only reason I know is because I was told before he was."

"He'd probably be less tense if he did."

Cal snorted, "Yeah. Good luck with that." He said before wandering off.

Sen sighed, deciding to try and find Sword and apologize before it escalated into a huge fight.