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 Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 4:19 pm
 
In which Jianyu discovers Bataar tied upside down to a tree. |8
Setting:
Near the farmer's market.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 1:06 pm
The farmers were not exactly pleasant.
"Twenty Lunaria for one bushel." One of them was saying as he held out a cloth bag filled with various vegetables; the one with the yellowing teeth and greasy looking black hair. He was chewing on something foul-smelling. Jianyu's eyes narrowed.
"That seems a rather large price for such a small amount." he said slowly, eyeing the bag with a wary sort of expression on his face. "I will not pay that much. Ten."
The farmer glared at him. "Eighteen." he said.
"Twelve."
"Seventeen."
"Fifteen." Jianyu said. "My last offer. I will not go any higher, as that is already a rather large price in of itself."
The farmer stared at him for a few moments, as if attempting to work out in his mind if he could forcefully make him pay more. Jianyu rested his hand lightly on his bow; a casual movement. The farmer, however, got the hint.
"Fine." he said grumpily, shoving the bag at Jianyu. "Take them. And no matter what that idiot said, they are not poison!"
Jianyu's brow furrowed in confusion. "What..." he started to say, but the farmer was already stomping off. He said something to one of the others milling about, and soon they were all gone. Jianyu watched them go, then turned around to leave himself. He took his time, crossing a large field, his eyes wandering around the edge of the spacious area, tracing the edge of a small cluster of trees a few yards away...
What...the hell?
Jianyu's eyes widened. He started to walk faster, and had soon broken into a run. When he reached the trees, he slowed down, breathing heavily as he took in what he'd thought was some sort of illusion at first.
Bataar. Tied to a tree. Upside-down. With a potato in his mouth.
Jianyu reached out, pulling the potato free and dropping it to the ground.
"What...?" was all he managed to get out before the laughter started. Jianyu dropped to his knees in front of Bataar, holding his stomach, one hand covering his mouth.
Oh, this is just too amusing.
"What...what happened?" Jianyu gasped out after a few moments of attempting to control himself.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 1:30 pm
This was not funny. Bataar had been tied here for almost an hour now, and had finally given up wriggling around or trying to scream in between the potato in his mouth. All he could do was concentrate on breathing angrily, brooding on just how pissed off he was that he’d ended up here in the first place. The poison that the farmers had been selling—they were still selling it, no thanks to Bataar! He had lost, and miserably so, to the legionnaire farmers whom he despised so much. He was to stay here until someone took pity on him and took him down. He was rapidly losing hope, however.
He’d just closed his eyes, expecting never to be allowed down, when a familiar voice interrupted his pathetic thoughts. His green eyes shot open, and he stared at the upside-down figure of Jianyu—laughing at him! He was quite outraged at the other man’s amusement, but he was glad to have had the poisonous potato extracted from his mouth. ”Take me down! For all I know, you had something to do with this—YES! You must have!” he broke out into a roar of sorts, glaring down at the vegetables the other man was carrying. More poison, huh?
Well Bat wouldn’t tolerate Jianyu and his farmer friends trying to kill each and every one of the Nobles.
”Just because you hate Nobles does not mean you have to try and massacre us!” he shouted, ignoring a few of the birds in the tree that flew away out of alarm. His boyfriend had been trying to kill him all along, and he was absolutely furious about it. Why, he’d never even noticed, but Jianyu had set out vegetables for him to eat every meal. He could have been dead by now, no thanks to this wily legionnaire standing before him!
This was too much. ”I trusted you!”
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 1:35 pm
He had not laughed this much in years. Jianyu was far too amused by the whole situation to feel offended by Bataar's outrageous accusations at the moment. He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head as he calmed himself down. The urge to laugh was still in his chest, though.
"You are ridiculous." Jianyu said exasperatedly, still grinning. He reached out, brushing his fingers over Bataar's sweaty forehead, running them briefly through his damp dark hair. "I've told you about fourteen times now that I would never try to poison you, idiot. What good would that be? And I do not hate the Nobles. I just disagree with most of their opinions, that is all."
It was obvious that Bataar was quite upset over this whole incident, and though he did not know all of the details, Jianyu had started to put together the pieces: Bataar's recent irritation with him trying to feed him anything other than meat and sweets, his horrid aversion to vegetables...
I will not laugh, I will not laugh...
Jianyu tried to keep the smile from his face as he arched one dark eyebrow. "Would you like to be let down, now?" he asked.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 1:46 pm
Bataar watched, his expression incredulous, as Jianyu laughed at him. It wasn’t right and it wasn’t fair! He hardly deserved such ridicule for his predicament. In his opinion, he deserved pity, and sympathy. He didn’t think his suspicions about the other man were so ridiculous, either. Clearly, Jianyu’s goal in life was to have him killed with poisoned vegetables. Why, he wasn’t even bothering to untie the unfortunate Mongol! Bat was beginning to get pretty upset with the whole situation, especially the part that involved Jianyu—boyfriends didn’t try to kill boyfriends! Right? That should be somewhere in some rule book; he was convinced of it!
He glared at Jianyu moodily as he finally recovered himself and spoke. ”Uh-huh. That’s what all you legionnaires say!” clearly, he did not believe the other man’s words at all. He was now convinced that he’d had more than just a few near-death experiences when he’d believed he’d been perfectly safe. How many times had Jianyu offered him food that included those acrid, poisonous vegetables? He’d faintly suspected as much a few times, and had even gone so far as to accuse the other man on an occasion or two. That was because Bataar would not be murdered so very easily—he had more stamina than that!
”You should have just let me down in the first place!” he admonished Jianyu, looking paingully uncomfortable, his face red from all of the blood that had rushed to his head. Clearly, this was not a good position to stay in for hours on end, and it had probably gotten the better of him. His thoughts were sluggish and his only desire was to full-on attack Jianyu, but he was certain he would be much too dizzy by the time he got down.
He could always launch a sneak attack once he’d recovered his senses.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 1:59 pm
"Idiot." Jianyu said again. "You are a complete idiot. If I wanted you dead, I would have killed you a long time ago."
Not to mention that he would not kill him by feeding him poisoned food. That was such an underhanded way of killing a person. Besides, Bataar would have never eaten vegetables in the first place, as even his diet beforehand most likely consisted of meat and a variety of sweets that made Jianyu slightly nauseous just to think of. Honestly, how did the man even survive? Jianyu leaned over to Bataar, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
"I could have let you down earlier, yes." he said as he stood up, brushing off his pants. "However, that would defeat the purpose of my amusement."
Stepping up to Bataar, Jianyu tugged at the knots, his fingers pulling at the stiff rope. Whoever had tied the rope had obviously done so with great strength, and they were incredibly difficult to undo. Jianyu's brow furrowed as he tugged harder, his fingers rubbing against the scratchy rope. Finally, after a few long minutes, the rope loosened, then fell away. Jianyu ducked caught Bataar around the waist just before he fell on his head, but the sudden movement caused him stagger backwards and he fell to the ground, Bataar in his lap.
"Honestly, Bataar." Jianyu said, sitting up and rubbing his head. "How on earth do you even get in these situations, anyway?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 2:17 pm
He was not an idiot. At least, Bataar didn’t think so, although the majority of his acquaintances automatically assumed that he was. It probably wasn’t a good sign that a man he’d known since they were both students could call him an idiot with such frankness. The kiss to the forehead didn’t improve the Mongol’s mood, either. In fact, it further deteriorated with that, because he was quite powerless to do anything from his position tied upside down to the tree. He didn’t like one-sided affection when it was coming from the other side. Besides, Jianyu was getting way too much of a major kick out of this!
”You couldn’t have killed me if you’d wanted to!” he declared, looking rather certain. After all, who would want to annihilate such a handsome, charming creature as himself? Bat really was at a loss to think of anyone who could go that far. ”Your only power was with the vegetables, and that didn’t work.” he was actually immensely proud of himself for dodging that particular bullets; veggies were hellish things in the first place—they didn’t need any poison added in! If the legionnaires were going to try and poison the entire Noble population, they should at least take poisoning cake into consideration, instead of vegetables.
Bat wasn’t very concerned with Jianyu’s amusement; in fact, it was sorely pissing him off. ”Just let me down.” he growled moodily, glaring impatiently as he watched Jianyu attempt to untie him. He was relieved, however, when the other Lunarian didn’t allow him to fall on his head. Once again, he’d fallen straight into the legionnaire’s lap, which he was fine with since it was more pleasant than the ground. Still, sometimes he couldn’t shake the feeling that Jianyu might plan these awkward moments.
Upon hearing his boyfriend’s question, he responded, ”I’m too powerful. Everyone wants me dead.” Boastful, much?
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 2:26 pm
It was really too bad he had let him down so fast. Jianyu was enjoying the pure and simple fact that for a few glorious moments he had had total control over Bataar's fate. The notion that he had the power to leave him tied up for as long as he felt like was a rather content feeling.
But, he couldn't do it. As much as he had wanted to sit there and laugh all day, Jianyu knew he, in good conscious, could not just leave Bataar hanging upside-down from a tree. So he had let him down, and was now sitting with the Mongol laying across his lap. Sometimes Jianyu wondered whether or not Bataar angled himself to fall that way, since it had happened on more than one occasion.
"Humble, aren't you?" Jianyu said dryly, resting his hand on Bataar's head and absentmindedly letting his fingers slide through the dark locks. "If you were that powerful, I wouldn't have found you tied upside-down to a tree."
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 2:35 pm
Bataar was more than happy to have been let down, and took the time to rest his head comfortably in Jianyu’s lap. He had to recover, after all, before he tried to attack the other man. He suspected the legionnaire wouldn’t try to kill him, either—not today, at least, because Bat was already deeply suspicious of Jianyu’s motives. He relaxed himself as the other Lunarian ran his hands through his hair, and sighed, unhappy to have to be considering exactly how to start a fight with his boyfriend. Still, he supposed that he did like their fights quite a bit when it came down to it, and he soon felt his hesitation turning into excitement; he could look forward to a romantic time, as well as kicking a legionnaire’s a**.
He was indeed humble. ”Yes, yes.” Bat agreed eagerly, finally sitting up and settling just next to Jianyu. He was perfectly agreeable for the time being, being the other man’s comment threw him off. ”Oh, really? Well, what do you do when you’re facing off with four farmers that have pitchforks?” he demanded, looking rather vexed in the process and he stared down Jianyu. His life wasn’t as easy as it seemed all the time! He deserved some sympathy!
Still, it was true that the Mongol would have preferred to escape that subject as quickly as possible. He didn’t want to dwell on his loss overlong—it was damaging to his self-esteem!
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 2:45 pm
Jianyu arched one dark eyebrow at Bataar as he sat up, looking annoyed. He had a feeling that he was really starting to irritate the other man with his lighthearted view, but he really was not that concerned about that at the present time.
"I shoot them through the leg with an arrow." Jianyu said easily, then grinned again at Bataar's scowl. He was still feeling quite amused by the whole situation, so he was not feeling particularly sympathetic towards a man who tended to always be the victor in their fights.
"It helps when one has a weapon to use when fighting." Jianyu added with a smirk, and just to be obnoxious, he leaned over, pressing a kiss to Bataar's lips. He knew that eventually the Mongol would get irritated with his constant amusement at the entire scenario (which, admittedly, was highly laughable), and most likely snap and try to hit him, but for the time being he was enjoying teasing Bataar.
Jianyu pulled back and grinned, his face still close to Bataar's.
"Besides," he said. "At least I know how to use my bow."
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 2:56 pm
Oh, very funny. Bataar directed a dark sort of glare in his boyfriend's direction, looking less than pleased with his banter. To the Mongol, all of this was serious business; his mother had practically beat the idea into him that they were in a war and that pretty much every legionnaire would want to kill him. Not knowing any better, he had believed her, and her words still resounded in his head to this day, as much as he wanted to like Jianyu. The other man wasn't giving him much room for affection, however, what with his references with arrows in legs and his amusement at the maroon Lunarian's anger.
Two could play at this game, he supposed, but he fully intended on ending it with blows. "Yes, well, I tend to have this nasty habit of breaking the weapons of legionnaires." he replied, studying his maroon nails in order to try and hide his high level of irritation. Jianyu knew him well, and if he decided to show just how frustrated and angry he was, the other Lunarian would surely know that he was on the verge of doing something violent. That was just how their relationship worked. They were a violent couple, to say the least.
Just because he didn't really use his bow... It didn't mean anything! Weapons-- they were obsolete compared to the damage and havoc Bat could wreak with his hands! Besides, they were generally both unarmed during their fights, and they always managed to do quite a bit of damage to eachother. Bataar's stomach, for instance, was still bruised from their last quarrel.
Jianyu had done it now. "Yeah, now if only you could stop punching like a girl."
And with that, Bat curled his hand into a fist and propelled his arm straight at Jianyu's chest, going for a painful punch.
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