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Kalandok in Warisan	By : KimTime-Wolf Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 1689 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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About an hour later Malik was calm and dinner was done and laid out on the dining room table. Figuring that everyone was either asleep, to wound up in whatever they were doing or too scared to venture out of their rooms Malik went and knocked on everyone’s door calling that dinner was on the table. A few minutes later everyone was seated and eating dinner together for the first time in the three years they’d all lived there.
“So, how are you on both teams?” Desmond asked.
Malik grinned, “Cause I’m [he’s] just too awesome to only be in one.” Shaun and Clay mimicked along with him.
Malik stopped moving his fork halfway to his mouth and grinned sheepishly, “I really say that too often don’t I?” Shaun rolled his eyes to the ceiling and continued eating.
Desmond grinned, “Okay. But how do you manage it? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you at practice. I know “Al” doesn’t show up very often and coach said it was a special case, but-.” He trailed off.
“I don’t go to practice much for either sport actually.”
“Then how-.”
“I do the weight workouts from both coaches and I run every morning. For the full contact part,” And here Clay and Malik shared a grin, “I play Football every time the Cross Country team plays it for practice.”
“What?” Desmond was lost.
“First, Cross Country runners tend to cheat at Football, second when they play they usually don’t play by all of the rules anyway (since they don’t have the equipment to do so), third full contact with runners doesn’t involve padding or protection of any kind, as I said they don’t have any of that.” Malik ticked off on his fingers. “When it comes to games and races I go to all of them unless there’s a race and a game at the same time.”
“So most of your “practice” for Football is from actually playing games?”
“Yeah, I guess so.” Malik rubbed the back of his neck.
“But you’re amazing!”
“Well I did play Football in Jr. High and High School.”
“So when they’re at the same time, which one do you pick?”
“Well it depends. If the game is really important, like homecoming or one that could decide our standing I pick Football. But Cross Country always has my first vote. Coach Mario has to do a lot to convince me that a particular Football game is more important than a race.”
“You like Cross Country better.” Desmond sounded disappointed.
“I do. Like I said before, it’s hardcore.” Malik flashed a grin and went back to eating his spaghetti effectively missing Desmond’s blush over what else had been going on when Malik had said that.
Clay however saw it plain as day, though he realized that Malik wasn’t really at fault for anything so he didn’t openly pout about it. Clay was in agreeance with Shaun that though they knew that Malik had the hotts for Desmond, Desmond didn’t know. And with how shy Malik was about the fact that he was gay, since not many people knew. Okay, correction, not many MEN knew, most of Malik's fan-club girls were hoping that he was gay so they could 'just die at the adorableness of it!'. Desmond certainly didn’t seem to know and even with the hand-lock situation Malik probably hadn’t given himself away and would probably never have the guts to tell Desmond that he liked him. Though now that Malik knew that all three of them were gay Clay wondered what would happen.
“You know? I haven’t asked you yet Malik.” Shaun started, Clay jumped.
/Please don’t ask the question I was just thinking about!/ Clay’s mind panicked.
“What made you finally decide to run for ASBP? You’re still on both teams and in all of your other clubs aren’t you?”
Malik looked up from his second helping of salad, “Actually I’m not. Well at least not in the same ways as I was. Being ASBP makes it so that I don’t have to be a rep, which would also mean that I’ll have people to allocate work to instead of having to go off and just do it myself. I’m still going to be Vice-President of the History Club, trust me I won’t leave you hanging Shaun.” Malik smiled at him. “However I’m dropping the math thing, that Chelsea chick is just ticking me off. TERRA is up and running smoothly finally, so I’m backing out of that one. Gonna leave it to Caterina, I’m sure she can handle it just fine. I am on both teams still, but I declined Captain in favor of Clay over here. Which reminds me,” Malik turned to look at Clay. “Did you still want to go free-running with Altaïr, Ezio, Federico and myself this weekend Clay?”
Clay had looked up when Malik started talking, chewing a piece of garlic bread. Now he hastily swallowed, “What time?”
“Federico wanted to leave for Benhurst Pine by eight AM Saturday and we’d come back Sunday night.”
“Yeah sure, sounds good. Are Rosa and Juliette going to be there?”
“Rosa might, but Juliette has Ballet. Which is why Romeo won’t be there.” Malik grinned evilly. Everyone knew that Romeo was a pansy; the only reason he ever went with them and actually tried it was because Juliette loved it so much.
“Cool. Should be fun.” Clay rubbed his hands gleefully, bread crumbs stuck to his face.
Shaun sighed in exasperation as he leaned across the table and wiped Clay’s chin with a napkin. Clay froze, but Malik missed the significance of that and the fact that Shaun flinched slightly because of it and Desmond was suddenly glaring at Clay. Yeah, it all went right over Malik’s excited head; Desmond was thinking that maybe Altaïr’s energy hike had rubbed off today.
“You Parkour junkies.” Shaun grumbled as he recovered.
“Hey! We aren’t taking you along to be medic this time so shut it.” Malik huffed and Clay fell into nervous laughter. Desmond was looking around the table at them all like he’d never seen any of them before; apparently he didn’t know what Parkour was, plus he really hadn’t ever seen all of them together.
“So who’s g-.” Clay’s question was drowned out by the front door smashing open and pounding off of the wall.
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