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Who: Balthier and Isaack
What: Fighting
Where: Gym
When: Afternoon
Rating: R for violence and blood

Isaack was rather pale, his nose swollen as he moved to seek out Balthier. He actually had a pit in his belly.

 

Balthier was in the gym, working out some of his anger on the punching bag. It wasn't working. He was still so damn angry.

 

Isaack finally found him, standing in the door, taking a few deep breaths, ready to defend himself if he had too. "Hey"

 

Balthier slammed his fist harder into the punching bag, the chain tugging at the ceiling. He gripped it before it swung back and hit him, refusing to say anything to Isaack.

 

"It was consensual, Balthier. I asked him, if he wanted me to erase the memories of the ones who had hurt him." His voice had a slight hint of a tremble. isaack liked pain and fight. But balthier was still his friend.

 

Hitting the bag once more he removed the boxing gloves a moment later, tossing them at the Romanian. "Your words mean nothing, Doctor. He may be eighteen but he is still a god damned child!!"

 

Isaack let the gloves hit him. "So you rather he have the notion of sex meaning only pain and humiliation. Or in other words, Rape? Because that is what he see sex as. He things sex means pain."

 

"I hate to say this, Isaack, but you aren't the most gentle of men, now are you?!" He swore under his breath before storming towards the door.

 

Isaack growled, moving over to pin balthier to the wall. "You know very well how gentle I can be, remember your first time balthier?" he hissed into the others ear. "Can you honostly say that was such a horrible experiance?"

 

Balthier gritted his teeth, shoving hard at Isaack's chest to get the big Romanian to back off. "Mayhaps it wasn't but he is a damn child!"

 

"He is no child balthier, and you know it. He is 18!" he growled. "No older then Raven is"

 

"Larsa is not Raven! You must realise, Isaack, that Larsa has been sheltered all his life. A little prince, if you will. He knows nothing of the real world."

 

"He knows enought when the doctor of this place stuck his cock up his bum and cut him with a scalpel." He growled, baaling his fists. "I was not fucking him. I was just touching the trigger points to make him relax!"

 

Balthier glared at the taller man then simply landed his fist in Isaack's jaw. "Speak that way of him again and I'll do far worse, bastard." His voice wasn't loud, it was dark, low, angry.

 

Isaack jerked aside, holding his jaw, blood dripping from it. he had bitten his tongue. He looked up, blue eyes glowing. he had yet to hit back. "Its not my face you should be hitting, but Muraki. I did not rape your little lover, flyboy:" Isaack was angry. Very angry.

 

Balthier grabbed the Romanian by his shirt and slammed him into the wall. "Lover, hm? Perhaps you are just jealous of my friendship with him, hm?"

 

Isaack growled. "I got over that, you bloddy bastard. I protected him from eterson and the other fucker, and I patched up his broken ribs. I let him sleep in my bed while I slept in Vincent’s. " He shot out his knee, trying to hit the others belly.

 

As the knee connected with his abdomen, a low growl came from the pirate. "You're just taking care of him to groom him into your latest fucktoy." He honestly might not have meant it but his anger had the best of him.

 

Isaacks eyes flared with anger, n he snapped.His fist came up, connecting with Balthiers jaw, over and over and over, hitting as hard as he could, not able to contorll himself at all.

 

Dodging as many strikes as he could, Balthier brought his knee up into Isaack's groin. As soon as he was sure it connected, he returned the punches to the older man's face.

 

Isaack toppled over at the hit with a grunt, taking the puches as he was too put out o dodge. His consiosness was slipping, but he refused to. With a roar, he pulled his knee up, kicking Balthier off him.

 

Balthier was soon knocked back, growling in pain. He wasn't even certain why he was getting so violent but he knew things needed ending soon. However, the pirate wasn't about to surrender.

 

isaack got to his knees, shaking his head, blinking, trying to keep from slipping away. His nose was bleeding, his mouth was bleeding, he even bled slightly out of his ears. But the man was stubborn. He stepped over, kicking the other side hard, before gripping hold of him and slamming him against one of the gym machines.