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After the trash beast incident, Jabber had been following and pestering Zanka for weeks and rambled on how he wanted to spar again.
It took Jabber 3 weeks until Zanka cracked and finally accepted his offer. He had enough of Jabber’s constant appearances at jobs and always specifically targetting him.
Once he accepted his offer, Jabber pushed a bit and asked to exchange choker connections with him. “Alright, you’re pushing it now.” The other whined from Zanka’s response.
”Why nottt? How are we gon’ have more opportunities to fight?” Ugh, he hated that he was right. Zanka only accepted his offer since it had some benefits.
Like how Zanka could use Jabber as a training buddy. If you could call him that. But seriously, he really does not want to exchange choker connections that guy. What if he suddenly calls him when he’s out on a mission?!
“Alright— fine.” Jabber immediately got a bright sparkle in his eye. Obviously not expecting for Zanka to actually agree. “Wait… really?”
”—But,” He interrupted.
“If I don’ immediately pick up, ‘m probably busy or on a mission. So don’t call me every single second, got it?”
Jabber grinned, he looked like a weirdo. “Alrighty Zan-zan… I’ll wait for your call~” Jabber said as he walked into the shadows, his silhouette disappearing the farther he walked.
A sigh left him,
He’s gonna regret this, won’t he?
Zanka was currently playing games with the Akuta team out of boredom. With Gris and Guita included as well. He wasn’t really interested in playing, so he just sat back and watched.
Next to him, was the sight of Rudo’s face beet red from anger. Apparently from what Zanka heard, they’d been playing Uno for the past hour and Guita placed a +4 on a +4.
”Good one Guita!” Riyo cheered, she lifted a hand at Guita’s direction and gave her a quick high five.
”You can’t do that! That’s against the rules and you know it!” The boy screeched and it sounded like it hurt. Enjin’s hand came up to place it on Rudo’s shoulder to cool him down a bit.
”Alright, let’s take it easy, yeah? By the way, Guita, you aren’t allowed to do that.” Guita’s face went into shock as she sulked a bit. “Awh…” She sulked as she took back her card and drawed the plus cards.
”Alright no more fighting, let’s just play the game.” Gris said. Of course he was the peacemaker of this chaotic and loud group.
The game continued on, and Zanka didn’t really participate since he didn’t want to argue with the team. He quietly observed, the group kept getting louder every minute.
In the midst of the noise, Zanka’s bracelet started ringing. Suspecting it was nothing, he brought it close to his face and tapped the bracelet. “Hello?”
”Yo Zan-zan!~ you know i’ve been itching for a fight, let’s meetup, yeah?” Zanka immediately put his arm under a pillow to muffle the others voice, lucky for Zanka, the group was way too loud and too focused onto the game to hear the familiar voice.
He snuck past the group and ran out the room, hiding behind a corner. “Helloooo? Is Mr. Bad attitude there?” Zanka scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Shut up. Yer so fuckin’ loud, Enjin and Riyo almost heard you!”
He could hear Jabber click his tongue through the call. “Boohoo. Don’t care. Come fight with me. ‘M bored.” And he even had the audacity to let out a dramatic, bored yawn just to add onto it.
”Alright fine. The big cliffs near Hole Town, at midnight.” Jabber let out an excited noise, practically a squeal.
”Okay! Seeya there Mr. Bad Attitude. Don’t be lateeee!~” He singsonged the end of his sentence, letting out a giggle after, before Zanka could even throw an insult, Jabber already hung up.
Now… how was he gonna sneak out? Shikage will definitely notice him leaving, and he hasn’t even considered on how he’s sneaking back in. Ugh, he acted before speaking. His mind didn’t even consider the cons when meeting up with Jabber at midnight.
Yeah… he’ll just pray Shikage won’t rat his ass to Semiu and Corvus.
He made his way up to his room, and sat on the bed with his legs crisscrossed. Assistaff was on his lap as his fingers gently caressed the wood beneath his fingertips.
She needed new wrappings and a new coat. He could check if he had any extra left in his room. He stood up— Assistaff still in hand. He carefully placed her against the wall and search around his room.
After a while, his eyes finally caught on the spare materials hidden away in the corner of his room. His lips turned up into a smile as he grabbed the scented oils and wrappings.
He took sat back on his bed, taking Assistaff with him and carefully placing her on his lap. He took off the wrappings one by one and wrapped her in new ones.
Time passed and Assistaff hummed with delight with her new coat and bandages. He awakened the jinki in his hands, the blue anima swishing around.
She was beautiful. Some scratches and imperfections in the metal were gone, sure, no one noticed them anyways. But Zanka did. Every time he changed her bandages or coating she looks brand new as ever.
He turned to the clock on his nightstand, 11:18PM. Ah, he should get going. Jabber will probably annoy him if he didn’t show up.
Wait… how was he supposed to get to Canvas Town? He surely couldn’t walk by foot. With only 40 minutes too. Maybe he could ask Enjin? He prays that Enjin doesn’t question him for randomly going out so late.
He walked down the hall, passing through the rooms until he arrived at Enjin’s room. He quietly knocked, not trying to stir the others awake. The door creaked open with Enjin who looked like he was disturbed from his smoking session.
”Hey Enjin, sorry for disturbin’ ya. Can I jus’… borrow yer car for a few hours?” God, he sounded too nervous. Enjin might turn suspicious and say no. “Nah you’re good. I was just in the middle of a smoke session.”
Shuffling was heard from the other side of the door until keys were suddenly thrown to him. “Heres the keys, don’t stay out too late, yeah?” Zanka nodded and the door was closed shut.
A relieved sigh escaped him, that was… easier than expected? Well it’s fine. Now, he just needs to go to Hole Town and beat Jabber’s ass.
Jabber couldn’t believe it! He was about to fight with Zanka again! He’d been pestering him about it for weeks, months? Whatever, he wasn’t good with time. But finally, after all that effort, it paid off good!
He’d practically been fantasizing about this moment long before. Ever since they had that delicious fight in the trash beast!
He tapped his choker once, it rang for a few seconds before the other picked up. “Hey Cthoni! Can ya drop me off at a place near Canvas Town? I think you’ve been there before.”
An audible annoyed groan went through the choker. “You have 1 hour.” Jabber grinned. “Alrighty!”
A blue mixed with green light emerged from the darkness, and a certain blue haired person popped out. “Make this quick.” Her monotone voice cut through the silence.
Jabber happily jumped through the portal, and was immediately brought to where Zanka and him will fight. He turned back around and saw Cthoni already hopping back into her portal.
Finally! Now, he just had to wait.
Well… easier said than done. Only 20 minutes passed and he’s been walking around in circles. The excitement in his body couldn’t keep him still at all.
His mind was just filled with scenarios on how the fight would play out. Would Zanka finally beat him this time? What if he finally lets go and reaches his full potential?! The thought made him feel all giddy.
What would Assistaff look like in her final form? The sharp edges with blue accents would probably look more beautiful than ever. So yeah, he was excited as hell!
Oh, actually, maybe he could surprise Zanka when he arrives! That could piss him off even more and make the fight more exciting! Yeah… he’ll just hide in the shadows and observe so he can scare Zanka.
The entire car ride was silent. It was weird since every time he rode Enjin’s car it would either be filled with loud music or yelling. Either way, he takes the moment to enjoy the silence before he meets his very loud and annoying opponent.
Assistaff was in the passenger seat, laying there under the moonlights gaze. She’d been thrumming the entire time, probably excited to fight someone again.
It was weird on how she always thrummed with joy whenever she got to fight with Mankira again. Did she get sick of trashbeasts? Or worse, Zanka?
No, that couldn’t be the case. She just wanted a stronger opponent perhaps. Actually, Riyo and Zanka haven’t sparred in a while. Maybe he should ask her some time.
The large cliffs slowly came into view as Zanka drived closer, he probably had to park somewhere a bit far incase Jabber and Zanka accidentally get too close to Enjin’s car.
Thus, he parked it a few miles away and hopped out of the car with Assistaff in hand. He always kept his guard up, just incase Jabber tried to have a sneak attack or something.
He got closer and closer to the destination until he finally reached it. But, there was nothing but cliffs. No Jabber.
Did this guy seriously ditch him?! After all his ramblings for this moment, he doesn’t show up? “Ah, I knew this was jus’ a waste of time.” He mumbled under his breath.
Turning around to head back— he was met with Jabber standing infront of him with Mankira activated. “Hey, Mr. Bad Attitude. Took ya long enough.”
Zanka immediately jumped back to create distance between him and Jabber, he quickly awakened his own Jinki. “Nice try on tryin’ to sneak up on me. I knew ya would do that.”
Zanka swung first, launching forward to the other giver, only for him to dodge his attack. “Ooh~ not even lettin’ me get a chance to breathe Zan-zan?” He grinned widely, his creepy smile was basically ear to ear.
”Shut up.” He swung again, this time, He finally got a hit on Jabber. Assistaff hummed in delight and Zanka couldn’t help but feel a slight feeling of satisfaction in his chest.
Jabber was launched back because of the force of Zanka’s hit, god it felt good. “Anh… ya always know how to treat a man right Zan-zan…” The other could only scrunch his face in disgust.
His head turned up, facing towards the glowing blue eyes set upon him— and lunged towards him. Zanka quickly moved to the right to dodge Jabber, but he quickly tried to swing at Zanka, only to fail.
The two swung at each other, some parts Jabber would get hit on purpose for the fun of it, and Zanka would get hit due to not reacting fast enough.
Okay, this was seriously pissing him off. Why was Jabber holding back? He already saw what Mankira looked like when she reached her full potential. So why was he holding back now?
Did he think Zanka got weaker after the fight or something? Like hell he did! He’s gonna beat Jabber’s ass black and blue just to prove himself.
A few hits landed on Jabber, which only made him let out a giggle and a weird comment. “Just like that! Always doin’ me so good.” Eugh.
Whatever, he could care less about his odd comments. He just needed to focus on dodging the incredibly dangerous claws coming at him and focus on the right time to strike.
He’s never felt so energized in a fight before. Sure, it could just be the adrenaline. But this was something purely different.
Every strike felt like giving more fuel to a flame. It felt great. Assistaff was having her fill too, she hasn’t been this excited during a fight in a long while.
Metal clashing together— creating tiny sparks of light. Mankira’s claws were wrapped around the arch of Assistaff, he pushed forward and was able to pin Jabber against the wall.
”Oh!~ didn’t know you were such a freak Zan-zan.” What? What is he rambling about now? Zanka was so stuck in his thoughts and focused that he didn’t hear Jabber’s voice.
”Shut up. I’m gonna finally beat yer ass for once and kill you.” His eyes glowed brighter, illuminating in the dark. And Jabber could barely hold back his excitement! “Mm, make it slow and painful for me, yeah?”
He bit his lip with Mankira’s claws wrapped around the base of Assistaff. Tugging her a bit closer to his throat.
The other could feel something pooling in his chest. But nope! nah no, he is definitely not thinking about that. He pushed the thought away but… why hasn’t he killed Jabber at this point? He has him in the perfect situation to finally end this guy.
So why wasn’t he moving to kill him already? What is happening? Whatever, he’ll just ignore his thoughts and finally end Jabber.
Zanka held Assistaff in his hands, Mankira’s still wrapped around her as he was about to release Assistaff’s spikes to pierce through Jabbers throat. That is until a body suddenly slammed into both of them, sending them laying on the ground next to each other.
”Hey, what the hell!?” He looked up to see, Jabber and… is that him?!
He turned to his side to look at Jabber— who was equally surprised as well. But had a glint of interest in his eyes— staring at the weirdly acting Zanka.
Why was there clones— no, different versions of themselves and why does the other Jabber look so… different compared to the actual Jabber? While the other Zanka looked like a total freak! Eugh, his face did not suit that shit eating grin.
Wait… is the other Jabber wearing a cleaner uniform? What the fuck is happening right now?! Are these those mud clones from that one Raider woman he fought? Or did Jabber sneek some hallucinagen in his system?
Zanka and Jabber could only stare at the different versions of themselves, their gazes mixed with confusion and interest.
Jabber’s mind was about to explode! Two Zanka’s? And one of them is a Raider? And the other Zanka reached his full potential aswell?! Is this a god sent gift to Jabber or what?!
And Zanka’s mind was no different. His interest was mainly in the other Jabber wearing a Cleaner uniform. How was he in the Cleaners? Was he in team Akuta? Does he know Enjin, Riyo, and Rudo?
It wasn’t long before the other two noticed Zanka and Jabber, the other Jabber furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Which Zanka couldn’t blame him for, while the other Zanka just grinned wider.
The gears turned in Jabber’s head, as he yelled, “Yo! C’mon! Let’s fight!” Zanka’s head snapped towards Jabber. What the hell? Does he think he can just leave a fight with Zanka to fight someone else?
”Who the hell said we’re done? I’m not done fighting yer ass.” Did Jabber finally get bored of him? He looked down and could see Jabber’s head reeling with excitement to fight the two Zanka’s at the same time.
”Is that… me?!” They both turned to the Cleaner Jabber, who was equally as surprised as them. He quickly pushed the other Zanka away and stared at Zanka in confusion.
“Yo, are you guys from a different universe or somethin’?” He heard Jabber yell out, but how? Was there a giver that could bring versions into another universe? How many more versions are there of Zanka and Jabber?
Fuck, this was too much to take in at the same time. He couldn’t even dare to turn at the other Zanka who had the same creepy smile that Jabber had on his face.
A portal suddenly whirled open, and Cthoni popped out. Her brows furrowed in confusion as she stared at the two pairs. “What the fuck?” They all collectively stared at each other in confusion. Well, except for Jabber of course.
”Hey Cthoni! We ran into these guys! Isn’t it amazing?! Zan-zan’s a Raider in their universe!” She pinched the bridge of her nose, how could she possibly explain this to Zodyl?
”Aw, is my time up? Let’s bring Raider Zan-zan with us.” Cthoni sighed and just nodded at this point. “You know what, fine. Both of you get in. You will both have a talk with Zodyl.”
”Wait, Zodyl? Isn’t he with ta Cleaners?” The other Zanka said, Jabber could barely hold in his laugh, with Cthoni just staring at him.
Does this mean all of the Cleaners are raiders? And all of The Raiders are Cleaners? How would that even… whatever.
The two jumped in the portal, leaving Zanka with the other cleaner. “So… what do we do now?” Wow, it was weird to see and hear Jabber so normally. Usually he would talk loudly with a massive creepy smile on his face.
Should he bring him to Cleaner Hq? Well, he’ll just pray that this won’t cause trouble. But hey, atleast Jabber has someone to entertain himself from now on. But why does that strike the wrong cord in him? Whatever. He was more interested in this other Jabber.
”Jus’ come to Cleaner Hq with me, aight?” The other nodded, they both walked next to each other side by side, the silence only filled the tension in the air.
Jabber’s voice cut through the silence. “So… you’re a Cleaner? Like me?” Zanka turned to Jabber and nodded. “Yeah. Who was in the Cleaners in your universe?” He noticed that Jabber tied his hair up in a bun, which looked nice on him.
Wait, what was he saying?! Just because this is a different Jabber, does not make him any less different from that freak! He doesn’t even know what this Jabber is capable of yet.
”Well, I assume The Raiders in this universe is ta Cleaners in mine.” Huh, he wondered on how Team Akuta was as Raiders. He hasn’t really thought about that concept.
”Well, I’m sure the others have a lot of questions for you.”
The other groaned and made an annoyed expression. “Ughhh… don’t got the energy for that.” He grumbled.
Zanka couldn’t help but wonder if Mankira was any different. Same for Assistaff. But, it seemed like she was since he saw the other Zanka using her differently. And she looked different as well.
Zanka hopped into the drivers seat— Assistaff in the front with Jabber in the back. “Okay, does she really have to have the passenger seat?”
”Yes.” He said bluntly. Still, he had a bit of a grudge on Jabber since he was mad at the actual Jabber for ditching him mid fight. So he was just letting out his anger on this alternate universe Jabber instead.
Jabber sulked and kept complaining about it the entire ride. Huh, even if he’s not a freak, he still acts the same. Interesting.
The ride to Cleaner Hq was pretty quiet, it seemed like both of the givers were thinking about the situation and didn’t disturb each other.
Zanka would glance at the rear view mirror once in a while, staring at the other Jabber fiddling with his rings and fingers. He wonders what Jabber and the other Zanka are doing.
He parked the car next to Cleaner Hq and the two of them exited the vehicle. “Is the Cleaner Hq in your universe any different?” Zanka was the first to break the awkward silence.
”Uh, it jus’ slightly different.” Zanka nodded and walked straight to the entrance. The moment the two stepped in, Semiu immediately had the other Jabber against the wall. “Zanka, why is Jabber with you and why is he in the Cleaner uniform?” She raised a brow.
”Is that Jabber?! Why is he in Cleaner uniform?!” Enjin could be heard yelling across the room. Everyone’s vital instruments immediately were awakened the second Jabber stepped in. Ah… he’s gonna have to be doing a lot of explaining.
”Yo! just chill, aight? ‘M not looking for trouble.” The other Jabber raised his hands in the air— his rings deactivated.
It was weird for the other Jabber to see The Raiders being Cleaners. And their personalities seem different as well.
”So basically… uh…” Shit. How was he gonna explain that he was just fighting with Jabber and suddenly bumped into a different version of themselves?!
”I was jus’ strollin’ around and bumped into him. Said he was from another universe and the Cleaners are apparently Raiders in his universe.” Everyone’s eyes blew wide open.
”Wait, are ya sayin’ I’m a Raider in another universe?!” Riyo yelled, her voice practically echoing through the halls at this point. Next to her was Tamsy, who had his hand on his chin.
”Interesting, was it perhaps a giver who brought him here? And how many other universes are out there?” The others began to start asking questions to figure out this situation.
Meanwhile, Semiu used her vital instrument on Jabber. “Huh… so it is legit.” She muttered. At last, she finally let go of her hold on Jabber and let him free. But still kept a close eye on him.
”Well, We could keep him here to see what he can do, but we’ll have to ask Corvus first.” She pointed a finger to Zanka. “Zanka, take him to talk to Corvus. You need to be there too since you’re the one who found him.”
Semiu tapped her choker and it took a few rings before Corvus picked up. “Hey, Corvus. Zanka and…” Her eyes turned to Jabber. “An alternate universe Jabber wants to have a talk with you.”
An “alright.” Was heard from the other line before it let out a small crack noise.
Great, a talk with the boss with this weird Jabber who was surprisingly not trying to kill everyone at the moment. They all deactivated their vital instruments as Zanka led Jabber up to the boss.
He creaked open the door and saw Corvus at his desk, writing something down. He looked up and nodded. “Take a seat.”
Zanka sat down and Jabber did as well. A sigh was heard from Corvus before he opened his mouth to speak. “Semiu told me that this is an ‘Alternate Universe’ Jabber? Care to explain to me what she means by that?”
He carefully explained to Corvus on what happened— the other nodding once in a while. The other Jabber stayed silent and stared at Zanka, who knew that he was definitely lying on how they met.
Zanka finished his explanation and finally relaxed back into his seat. “Well, we could get some information out of him. But if he’s staying, he’ll have to share a room with you since you’ll be the one watching over him.”
”Wait, what?! Why can’t someone else take in charge of him?!” His blue eyes were blown wide open. Even if this was a different Jabber, there’s no way he’s gonna be roommates with him!
”Zanka, you will be the one watching over him. No changes.” Zanka let out an audible sigh and nodded. “Great, please go to your rooms. Jabber, Zanka will show you to your room.”
The two givers stood up and left the office, this was seriously the worst day ever. Maybe he shouldn’t have met up with Jabber. Then this all wouldn’t have happened.
Jabber was just behind Zanka, still silent as ever. It was weird to not hear him blabbering his head off or having that creepy ass grin on his face.
He opened his room door and there was already a spare bed across Zanka’s. How the hell did they move it so fast?! Whatever, he’s too tired to be dealing with this right now.
He took a seat on the soft mattress with Assistaff in his lap. He looked up and saw Jabber looking around in the room before taking a seat on his own bed. “So…”
The tension was heavy in the air. It was so awkward that Zanka would rather be out training that be with this guy. But Semiu will surely scold his ass if he loses track of Jabber.
”So, don’t annoy me when I’m sleepin’ or when I’m busy, got it?” Jabber groaned and propped an arm on his knee, his cheek pressed against his palm. “Atleast tell me ‘bout ya.”
Zanka glared and rolled his eyes. “What do ya wanna know?”
”How does Assistaff work?” Oh, he didn’t really expect that he would ask actual questions and not stupid ones. “Uh, I’m assuming the same as the other Zanka but I haven’t reached her full form yet.” He said the last part through gritted teeth.
Blue eyes darted to Assistaff in his lap. His hand grazing up the base of Assistaff. How did that Zanka unlock Assistaff’s true form? Did he meet her any different?
”Is your Mankira any different?” Blue eyes looked up, meeting Jabber’s. “Nah, I don’t think so.” Okay, so this is just seriously unfair! How does both of the two Jabber’s have their jinki’s full form, While Zanka doesn’t? Even the other Zanka has Assistaff’s full form!
Why doesn’t he have Assistaff full form? He’s worked day and night, checking Assistaff every single night to see if there’s even a slight change in her. So why is he so different? His frows furrowed.
”Hey… you okay?”
”What? I’m fine.” Why is he asking if he’s alright? He didn’t even say anything.
”Sorry, you just looked like you were trapped in your own thoughts.” What? Why would he care? His tone was a bit soft as well. Now that he thinks about it, he’s been sorta rude to this Jabber and he hasn’t even done anything.
Maybe he should stop being so aggressive and actually talk to him. “Sorry, didn’t mean to come off as aggressive like that. Where’d you get Mankira anyways?”
”Ah… I got her from my mama. She died when I was still a kid and I knew she took good care of these, so I jus’ took it for her sake.”
Oh, honestly, he kinda just assumed that Jabber got his vital instrument in some weird and random way. The conversation escalated from there, and he was actually having a decent time with Jabber.
He found out that Jabber joined the Cleaners because of Cthoni, and how his first interaction with the other Zanka went. They both told stories and things about themselves to each other, sometimes even laughing here and there.
The two didn’t realize that time passed by and it was already night, Jabber didn’t really have any spare clothes… so he just borrowed Zanka’s.
It was so weird seeing Jabber in Zanka’s clothes. Yeah… it was definitely gonna take some time to get used to this.
Thus, Zanka changed into his regular clothing and went to bed with Assistaff close by incase if he needs her. Zanka quietly prayed the other Jabber wouldn’t kill him in his sleep.
He wonders on how the actual Jabber was doing right now. Is he hanging out with the other Zanka? Why does that bother him so much? Besides, maybe he can spar with this Jabber rather than that freak. He closed his eyes and slowly drifted off into slumber.
God, this is seriously so boring! Jabber has been in this room for hours. The Raiders had a meeting due to this weirdly acting Zanka. Fu and Noerde looked skeptical about the ”new member.”
What was boss talking about again? Oh right, he’s been talking about on how the other Jabber was with the Cleaners now. And assuming that he had the same strength as the regular Jabber, it was definitely gonna make their job harder on taking the sphereite.
But seriously, why the hell does Jabber gotta be here?! He could’ve spent this time getting new venom for Mankira. Or sparring with this different Zanka.
Ughhh… this was his own personal hell.
Honestly, it was weird seeing Zanka the opposite of his usual personality in the first place. Though, it didn’t take long before Jabber got used to it. The others seemed like they did throughout the meeting. But all of them knew that the two freaks will be causing future problems.
He wonders on how Zanka’s doing right now. He remembers that bootleg version of him and Zanka being left alone after they left.
Is he in Cleaner Hq right now?
Is he still waiting there?
Is he talking with the other Jabber?
This sucksss… he wants both of the two Zanka’s to fighting him all at once. That’ll be hell of a fun fight! He quietly giggled to himself while having a massive grin on his face just by the thought.
Maybe he should call Zanka right now. Ooo! He could tell Zan-zan that he wants to spar again and secretly bring Raider Zanka along! Maybe that’ll piss him off enough that he wants to fight…
He’ll do it tomorrow morning. It was pretty late and Jabber had found out that Zanka went to bed relatively early. Unless he was training.
Jabber was in his own apartment mixing up venoms to use in his next fight with Zanka. He spent a while talking to the other Zanka until he finally left to go wonder off somewhere.
The sun rose from the dark sky, illuminating the room with a warm glow seeping through the cracks of the curtain.
He tapped his choker a few times, the first attempt didn’t go through. Brows furrowed as he tapped his choker to call Zanka again. This time, he picked up!
”Zan-zan!~” His tone was giddy. A big smile was already on his face. He heard shuffling on the other side of the line before a familiar voice came through.
”Shut up, what do ya want now?” Jabber let out a pout and propped one arm up to lean against. “Was just gonna ask to have another spar session with ya! I’ve been dyin’ for a fight you know…”
”Why don’t you spar with the other Zanka?” His tone felt a bit harsh, but Jabber loved how his accent came out more when he talked more rudely. “Mmm… boss took ‘im away, so now I’m bored.”
A sigh was heard from the other line, making Jabber let out a small smile. He knows what that sound meant, it always meant that Zanka was gonna say yes!
“No. I can’t spar with ya right now. I gotta teach Rudo and… spar with the other Jabber.”
What?
Why is he sparring with him? Jabber’s way stronger! That Jabber looks like he would hold back and be sooo boring to fight.
“C’mon… just a quick fight, yeah?” He could tell Zanka’s annoyance was growing the longer time passed by. “No. I’ve got things to do. So goodbye.”
”Wai—“
Crack!
Ah… he hung up. What was Jabber gonna do now?
Something ugly grows in his chest the mor he thought about Zanka’s words. Sparring? With the other Jabber? Why is he sparring with him anyways?
Ring! Ring!
Ah, that was his choker. A hand was raised and tapped on the choker around his neck. A monotone voice cut through. “Jabber. Zodyl has a mission for you.” Oh, this was great! He’ll have something to take his mind off of… this.
”Alright!” A few minutes passed, there was silence on the other line. Suddenly, a green and blue mixed anima whirled through the air and Cthoni popped out. “Jabber, let’s go.”
He smed giddily and hopped into the portal, he jumped back out and saw Fu there with him. “Soo, what’s our mission?” He propped an arm around Fu— who jumped from the sudden touch.
”The Cleaners are currently fighting a trash beast at the moment. You too will take the sphereite alive and will bring him back here, got it?”
“Will Zan-zan be there?” His eyes had a small shine in it. “I’m not sure. But it doesn’t matter. Go, you have only a few hours.” Jabber groaned and wanted to ask more questions but was already being pushed by Cthoni into the portal.
The two jumped through and arrived on top of a hill where it showed the Cleaners below— fighting trash beasts.
”S-so… do I take one half and you take the rest…?” He carefully held Master Hii in his hands. His tone had an obvious sense of nervousness.
Jabber crouched down to look closer and saw that weak supporter guy with the hammer and that red haired girl who shot him. Ah, fond memories.
He looked farther and saw the sphereite going after some hoard of trash beasts. His eyes darted around and noticed a certain shade of blue in the corner of his eye.
His favorite Cleaner was here! But… he saw someone next to him fighting along.
Is that…
the Cleaner Jabber?! Why is he fighting with his Zanka?! That guy is surely boring to fight with, like c’mon! How did Jabber get beaten by some bootleg version of him?!
Fu stared at the man crouched beside him, his grin was off his face as his blank red eyes stared down below. It only fed to Fu’s nervousness that kept growing rapidly.
“Uh… w-what do we do…?” His voice was shaky as his hold on Master Hii tightened. Was there something wrong? Why was Jabber so silent and… off for no reason?
“Nah, you jus’ stay here and watch, aight?” Okay, this was seriously creeping him out! Why is Jabber’s tone and expression so different? Should he call Cthoni…?
Before he could even decide if he should, Jabber already jumped down and ran towards the blue Cleaner he always talks about. “M-master Hii… what do I do…?”
”Just let this idiot figure out his own mistake.”
The voice in his head said. Fu quickly nodded and stayed up the cliff to watch. He’s just gonna jump in when something bad happens.
Pink anima formed as the rings on his fingers turned into claws— metal screeching against each other creating sparks of light. “Jabber?!” He didn’t even bother to make an entrance at this point. He wanted— no— needed to get rid of this feeling he hates so much building inside of him.
He lunged forward, aiming at the giver infront of him, his pace getting faster with each hit. “Jabber— I don’ got time for this!” The Cleaner yelled as he used Assistaff’s arch to push Jabber backwards.
In the corner of his eye, he could see the other Jabber, watching in confusion mixed with curiosity. He clicked his tongue and continued to aim directly for Zanka.
The two could barely even understand what was happening in the moment. Jabber had a massive grin on his face, but it didn’t seem like his usual shit eating smiles.
Zanka on the other hand, his splitted brows furrowed a bit as he tried to piece everything together. Why was Jabber suddenly attacking him? If this was a mission, he wasn’t even going after the sphereite!
”Jabber what the fuc—“ Claws came towards to his face, just barely a few seconds were left until Zanka turned to the side to dodge. He strikes and lands a hit on Jabber’s chest. Why wasn’t he making his annoying ass comments now?
His smile widened, god, the pain he felt in his chest felt like heaven! He seriously should fight both Zanka’s at the same time.
Venom covered his claws in thick green neurotoxin as he landed a scratch on the other givers arm. “Agh!” He collapsed onto the floor, Assistaff still in his grasp. He had to switch hands because he could already feel the venom making his entire right arm go numb.
The other giver walked to Zanka, who’s eyes were glowing a bright blue with Assistaff in his grasp. Knees placed at Zanka’s sides.
Claws came at Zanka’s face, only to be stopped by Assistaff’s arch. The two grunted in struggle because of the force between the two jinkis.
“Times up Zan-zan…”
A sudden body was thrown against him, pushing him off of Zanka. He was slammed against a rock with a certain Cleaner above him. “Oh, would ya look at that? It’s the new recruit~” He looked up to see red eyes and furrowed brows at his way.
”What the hell are ya trying to do?” Jabber’s grin widened as he kicked the Cleaner away. Hues of pink and magenta mixed together as he awakened Mankira’s true self. Her once small claws doubled the size in the matter of seconds.
He grinned widely at the Cleaner who stood upon him and lunged forward. The Cleaner grunted and dodged his strike.
It felt odd fighting a giver with the same jinki as himself. The sight of Mankira being used by someone else made him feel something ugly growing inside his chest.
For some reason, the other Jabber hasn’t awakened Mankira’s true self yet. Did those stupid Cleaners not allow him or something? That made him laugh at himself which got him a weird glare from the other giver.
At last, he felt his claws sink into the Cleaner’s arm. The venom pooling into his blood stream as he fell back. Jabber giggled and crouched down next to the subconscious body. “That one’s a new concoction I made, yeah? Supposedly for Zan-zan. But I could make a new and better one for him.”
The massive claws were turned into pink anima and shrunk into rings. He stood up and saw Zanka lying on the floor with Assistaff still in hand.
Jabber practically skipped towards Zanka and laid next to him. “Zan-zan! You like my new venom I made? Doesn’t it feel great? It makes ya all loopy and numb. Got it while wanderin’ around.”
”Fuck… you…” Zanka’s voice was strained, his body could barely move at all! Jabber could literally kill him right now! “Mm, as much as I’d love that, I got a mission, aight?”
Oh right, he had to get that little sphereite. Well, Zanka is strong enough to handle his venom! He sat up and loomed over Zanka. His dark wicks covering both of their faces.
”Don’t worry about that Cleaner yeah? He’s gonna have a granddd ol’ time.”
He let out a giggle and slowly stood up. “Seeya next time Zan-zan~ can’t wait for another sparring session with ya.” He waved to the other giver as he walked towards the direction where the sphereite was.
Ugh, there was smoke everywhere. He could barely see! If Jabber was a white haired grubby kid… where would he be…?
In the midst of smoke, he saw a glimpse of white hair. Bingo!
He ran towards it and his vision was getting clearer. Maybe boss will give him a good beating if he completes this mission!
Before he could get closer to the white haired sphereite, he was suddenly pounced on by… scissors?
His body was pinned against the ground— Oh! It was that girl who shot him in the trash beast! He hopes he gets a good fight from her. “Caught ya.” She said.
A grin started to grow on his face. Which made the girl above him scrunch her face in disgust. He kicked her away to create distance, and awakened Mankira.
”Man, I’ve been waiting to fight with you! I still remember how good the gunshots felt piercing through me!” The giver across him could only let out an “Eugh.”
He was about to strike at the giver, but was held back by arms around him. He looked back and saw Cthoni. “Jabber, times up.”
”Hahhhh? I was just ‘boutta get a fight with red head here!” Her grip around him tightened and started to slowly pull him into the portal behind both of them. “We have to go. Now.”
Jabber groaned and transformed his claws into rings once again. “Well… seems like fun times over~” He smiled and waved goodbye before hopping into the portal.
Okay. This was basically one of the worst days that Zanka had to deal with. First, it was being the only one who passed out in the trash beast, this weird Jabber clone, and now he’s been hit with some venom again!
He turned his head to the side and saw the Cleaner Jabber on the floor, it seemed like he got a deep cut onto him. That was definitely not gonna be easy to patch up.
Zanka couldn’t help but think why Jabber acted a bit differently this time. Sure, he was still weird and annoying as ever. But he had stayed more quiet and his moves seemed a bit rushed and sloppy.
Still, did he really have to go all out on the other Jabber? Why didn’t Jabber do so with Zanka? Is he purposely holding back specifically to Zanka?! Oh he’s gonna get beaten black and blue once they meetup again.
He couldn’t tell how long time has passed, but it seemed like Riyo finally found the two Cleaners and picked them both up to bring to the car.
He was placed in the seat, the warmth coming from the vehicle felt nice and calming after all that fighting earlier. He gripped onto Assistaff tighter and held her close by.
The other Jabber kept blabbering about something under his breath. But it was too muffled to understand.
Eyes fluttered shut as he took a deep sigh. He’ll just take a quick nap for now. And hopefully wake up in the medical ward.
One eye peeked open as the glaring light covered his vision. It took a few seconds before his vision finally went back to normal. He sat up and took in his surroundings. It seemed like he was in the medical ward.
Assistaff was next to him, leaning against the wall. He leaned over and grabbed her, placing her in his lap. He carefully grazed the indents on the jinki and inspected her.
“Ah! You’re awake.” A voice was heard from the door way. It was Eishia. She walked closer to Zanka, inspecting if there was any left out open wounds. “How are you feeling?”
”’M fine. Ya did good on patchin’ me up. Thanks.” Eishia nodded. “No need to thank me… please just tell me if you feel any pain.” Her gaze was on the floor as she talked nervously.
She turned around and rushed out of the room. He looked around in the other beds, oh, the other Jabber was there. It seemed like he was patched up as well. Still unconscious though.
Tap. Tap. Tap
His head snapped towards the window, what the hell was that? Was there some bird or something? He carefully slid to the side of the bed, letting his legs hang before finally standing up.
His body felt a bit sore and weak. But Zanka could just push through it and still train. He walked over the window and pushed it open to see…
Jabber?!
”Jabber?! What the hell are you doing at Cleaner Hq?!” He walked backwards as the Raider let himself inside the building. Wait, how did he get inside?! Did he do something to Shikage?!
”Relaxxx Zan-zan. Just wanted to check if my favorite Cleaner’s aight. Is that so wrong?” He grinned. Zanka’s hand automatically reached for Assistaff, not awakening her just yet. But he had to be prepared on whatever that freak was planning.
”Jabber, ya can’t stay here.” The Raider slipped through the window and jumped inside. Before he could even take a step, he was immediately pinned against the cold wall by Assistaff.
”Didn’t think you’d be into that Zan-zan~” He grinned cheekily as he looked at the Cleaner’s face immediately flushed into a light red. “Hell no! Yer still a Raider. So who knows on what yer plannin’ to do?”
A hand came up and grabbed his collar, pulling him closer against the other giver. “Quiet down Zan-zan, what if someone spots us here? Huh?” As he spoke, he placed his hands over Zanka’s mouth, the cool metal rings against his lips was a contrast to his burning face.
“Jabber, I already said ya can’t stay. Someone’s here in the medical ward.” He clicked his tongue as his eyes darted to the unconscious other Jabber on the bed. “Fine, let’s move somewhere else.”
”Wait, what?”
Before he could as more questions, he was already being dragged out the window by a tight grip on his wrist. “Jabber, someone’s gonna notice that ‘m gone!” The other kept running while dragging Zanka along.
”Boo hoo, you Cleaner’s are too paranoid.” Zanka looked back and saw him holding Assistaff, thank god he didn’t forget. Or else he would be probably screwed right now.
”Where are ya even taking me, it’s the middle of ta night!”
”Just trust me, aight? It’s a surprise.” Surprise his ass! Knowing Jabber, it would probably be a trap to capture him! Or even worse, inject him with all kinds of venom.
The farther they ran, more buildings came into view. Where is this idiot taking him?! The two slipped into the city, finally slowing down the pace to walking. Jabber’s grip on Zanka’s hand hasn’t change though.
”Jabber, if I don’t end up to Cleaner Hq by tomorrow ‘m killin’ yer ass.” Jabber let’s out a loud laugh and looks back at Zanka. “I already told ya to trust me, right?”
His head turned back as they walked together. His hair accessories clinked in the air because of his movement. Finally getting a proper look of the Raider, he wasn’t in his uniform.
Baggy black pants with his hoodie on from his uniform. It was odd to see Jabber in normal clothing and not in the Raiders. Now that he thinks about it, what does Jabber do when he has free time?
Probably make new venoms. The voice in his head said. Which was definitely true. During the fight they had, Jabber blabbered about a new venom he created and used on him and the other Jabber.
The other abruptly stopped, making Zanka run into Jabber’s back. Huh, he was actually kinda warm. “What the hell?” He looked up and saw that he dragged him to a… restaurant?!
”Did ya seriously jus’ drag me with ya to take me out to eat?” A smile grew on his face as he started to laugh. Did this Raider just wanted to take him out to eat?!
“Whaddya laughin’ for? Just wanted to show my favorite Cleaner the best spots!” Jabber then took him into a booth, sitting across Zanka.
A waiter approached the two, he watched Jabber order his part and waited for Zanka to order his. Well, he hasn’t really eaten the whole day, giving he passed out. Might as well indulge.
He placed his order as the waiter wrote it down, nodded and slipped away. “So, why are we even here?” Zanka asked. Why would Jabber just take Zanka out to eat with him? He’s probably plotting something or trying to get information from Zanka.
”C’mon, all our meetings can’t just be fights. Plus, I’m payin’! So atleast be grateful.” What? Is he seriously trying to be friends with Zanka? “Ya don’t gotta pay.” He hated being pitied. Even Enjin or Riyo would pity him sometimes whenever he was in the Medical Ward.
”Nah, think of it as a repayment for me injecting ya with my venoms!” Repayment? Why would he want a repayment? Sure, he’ll probably want to beat Jabber’s ass black and blue, but he didn’t really want this type of repayment.
”What do ya actually want from me Jabber?” His voice was straightforward. Jabber pouted like a petulant child. “C’monnn I just wanted to make it up to ya! Is that so wrong?”
His once dramatic pout turned into a cheeky grin. God, Zanka wanted to punch him in the face if they weren’t in public right now. “Yer idea of ‘making up’ is probably something that includes violence.”
Arms crossed themselves together as Zanka spoke. “Why, ya wanna include violence?” His annoying grin only grew wider. Zanka stood up, hands slammed on the table “Hell no! Stop twisting my words ya freak!” His loud voice drew a bit of attention towards their table.
His hand went over and grabbed Jabber’s collar just to prove as a threat. But to no surprise, it seemed like Jabber did it on purpose so Zanka would act. “Aye aye, let’s finish our food before we get to the fun part, yeah?”
A click of Zanka’s tongue was heard as he released the Raider and sat back down. He crossed his arms again as the waiter brought in their food.
Jabber’s hand wrapped around Zanka’s drink and took a sip. “What the hell are ya doin’?!” The other took a moment to taste the drink before setting it back down. “Hmm, didn’t take ya as someone who would like somethin’ sweet.”
”Yeah right, yer drink probably tastes like shit.” He grabbed Jabber’s drink, it was a mix of blue and purple liquid. Swirling inside the glass cup. He took a sip and it actually… tasted good?
”Hah! Told ya mine was good.” How does this guy make everything into a competition? He settled the glass cup back on the table. “Shut up, it tasted like shit.” He spat out before taking a bite of his food.
”Mhmm.” Jabber took a bite of his food as well, he noticed that the other enjoyed a lot of spicy food. Not surprising to be honest, of course this masochist liked spicy foods.
Now that Zanka came to it, why was he still here eating food with this guy?! Why are they acting like they’re both friends? Even if Zanka was hungry after not eating the whole day, he could’ve just ordered for himself!
Whatever, he could just use this moment to get information out of the Raider and tell it to the Cleaners later. An audible ring was heard, Zanka looked up and saw Jabber tap his choker. “Helloooo?” His voice muffled by the amount of food in his mouth.
”Jabber, where are you. Zodyl has a mission.” A mission? That monotone voice feels familiar, but he just couldn’t put his finger on it. The other let out a groan and rolled his eyes. “I’m in ta middle of somethin’! Why not ask Raider Zan-zan?”
Huh, so his other self was taken into the Raiders. Not surprising. He felt a pang of something he couldn’t name when he heard Jabber call someone else his nickname to Zanka.
”Because it involves you two. Now, where are you before I drag your ass here?” It involves the both of them? What are the Raiders planning? And why did Jabber have to be there with the other Zanka?
Jabber let out a dramatic sigh and stated the location of the restaurant to the woman. The choker cracked and the two had already finished their food. “Well Zan-zan, ya boy gotta run off! Let’s do this again sometime!”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out money and left it on the table for the check. The two left the restaurant in silence. Jabber stopped his tracks as they made it to the alleyway— turning to leave. Suddenly, there was a tight grip around his wrist.
”What was that about? Why are ya goin’ with that Raider?” Jabber already knew what “Raider” Zanka was talking about. He grinned and took this opportunity to fight with Zanka and maybe just tease him a bit more…
“Oh, well, other Zan-zan hits way harder than you! Each strike from him feels amazin’! ya know?”
He grinned. This is it! Zanka will get mad enough and snap and Jabber can get the delicious fight he’s been waiting for so long!
A click of his tongue was heard as the other’s hand pulled away. “Whatever, don’ be contactin’ me since ‘m busy this week.” The Cleaner soon turned around to leave— Assistaff left a faint scent of the oils coming off her. It was stronger than usual. Did Zanka put on a new coating for her?
He looked at the other givers back slowly getting farther, this isn’t how his plan was supposed to go! Zanka was supposed to be all pissy and try to prove Jabber wrong! Why is he walking away?!
Steps trampled across the flooring as his hand reached for Zanka’s. “Yo! I was jokin’! I know you wanna have another fight… I can see it in your eyes.” The other paused in his steps and before Jabber knew it—
He was immediately pressed against the cold brick wall with Assistaff’s arch. “Do ya think I’m fallin’ for another one of yer tricks again?” Jabber grinned menacingly and put his hands up in the air for dramatic effect. Mankira still in rings.
”Ah, but I’m gettin’ sooo bored Zan-zan… maybe I should fight Raider Zan-ka instead.” He exaggerated each syllable in his name. Zanka felt shudders running down his body just by the Raider’s words.
Bored? Bored?
Blue eyes flickered to the other givers lips, his lips were slightly dry and chapped. If Jabber was calling Zanka “boring,” he’ll show him what a boring mediocre can do.
Claws that were once rings jumped towards the Cleaner’s face. He jumped backwards, just to create enough distance to not get hit by the venomous Raider.
The stick in his hand turned into swirling blue anima, the wood turning into metal mixed with blue elements. Zanka swung quickly after, but the Raider slid to the side just to dodge.
”Still sharper than ever, Mr. Bad Attitude!” He grinned with a giggle followed quickly after. It only fed to the growing annoyance in the Cleaner’s chest. He gritted his teeth— a habit he’s had since he was young.
His arm reached out to swing Assistaff, finally gaining a hit on the Raider. Assistaff hummed in delight as she sent him flying to the side, crashing into a wall in the small alleyway. The ground shook a bit from the force.
Debris started falling from above, possibly alerting nearby people, but at this point? Zanka could care less. He needed to prove a point.
In the midst of flying debris, he saw claws coming towards him. A grunt escaped his throat as he soon dodged it. If he was even a second late, he would’ve collapsed immediately onto the floor.
Fuck, he can’t be distracted like this! If he loses, Jabber will eventually get bored of him. He had to beat Jabber. He needed to.
”Zan-zan! Get your head in the game!~” The Raider suddenly fell from above, making Zanka get pushed away. Shit, he wasn’t paying attention!
Sharp claws clashed into the wall next to his head, just barely inches away from his face. Jabber paused for a second, and Zanka took that opportunity to use Assistaff’s arch to push Jabber away.
Back crashing into the wall behind him— Assistaff around his waist. Thrumming with excitement and adrenaline.
His waist is really small… He thought. Wait, what was he saying?! This is a Raider we’re talking about!
“Ohh… ya do me so good Zan-zan. Show me that beast inside you.” The annoying tone in his voice made Zanka more pissed. He should just seriously end it all here. Right now.
Before he could even release Assistaff’s spikes from her arch, he felt a claw jab into the side of his waist. Venom pooling inside his blood stream. Fuck!
He immediately fell sideways, collapsing against the cold, hard cement. He heard a giggle from the Raider as he walked over and crouched down to Zanka. “Mmm, that was a hell of a fight Zan-zan!”
A calloused hand grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up at the red eyes staring him down. “Till next time, yeah?” He giggled. It only made the moment worse, it felt humiliating.
The Raider stood up, smiling to himself as he made his way to leave. Leaving Zanka on the floor, blood gushing out of his side. God, fuck all of this! Why can’t he just stand up and finally beat this masochistic freak?!
What the hell is wrong with you Zanka… Get the fuck up! The voice in his mind said. Blue eyes darted towards the purple clothing, slowly going out of sight the farther Jabber walked away.
His hand gripped around Assistaff, eyes glowing to a brighter blue. His face was nothing but pure determination. He is not losing another fight again! He stood up by using Assistaff’s assistance, blood fell out of his body.
A strike was headed towards Jabber, crashing him in the wall. “I’m… not dyin’… again!” He said through gritted teeth. It was almost impossible to speak. The venom in his body definitely slowed him down, not to mention the amount of blood he lost.
”Still up for more rounds Zan-zan? Who am I to say no?” He smiled widely. The rings on each of his fingers were still not awakened. Weird.
”’M gonna finally beat ya, I’m not losin’ again!” He spat out. It only made Jabber grow in excitement. “Really? Make it slow and painful for me, aight?”
Zanka grunted and pushed Assistaff tighter around Jabber’s waist. Making him hold his breath for a second. “Shut up!”
”C’mon, let go of that beast inside ya,” Is it him, or was Jabber moving closer? He felt hot breath on his ear. “I know ya can.”
Shivers ran down his spine, this freak is seriously messing with his mind. The temptation to beat him black and blue was unbearable.
Suddenly, he felt a harsh press of lips against his. What the fuck was happening?
A hand snaked up his back, reaching up to grab his two toned hair to push him closer against the other. The kiss was everything but gentle.
Teeth clashing together, tongues all over the place. Zanka bit down on Jabber’s bottom lip, making him let out a cry. Iron filled both of their mouths as blood dripped down their chins. Reminding Jabber who he was playing with.
As if he would forget.
Zanka’s tongue pushed past Jabber’s teeth, forcing his way in. Jabber— of course, let him either way. The Cleaner soon felt something hard against his thigh, and it was unmistakably Jabber’s growing erection.
The Cleaner pulled away, catching his breath as he earned a whine from Jabber. His hand gripped tighter against the blonde’s hair. “Why’d ya… ha… stop?”
It took a few seconds for the two to catch their breaths, before one of them finally spoke. “Jabber, are ya seriously fuckin’ hard right now?”
The tight grip in his hair tugged him closer. “Ya gonna do somethin’ ‘bout it?” Red eyes glimmered with a shine as his smile was bigger than ever.
A pause.
Fuck it.
His hands went up to grab the Raider’s face, pulling him into another fierce kiss. A muffled moan was heard, fueling the fire in Zanka’s body.
”Mh— ah…” Jabber said in a breathy tone. The other’s hand pulled away from the burning face and slid down to his hip.
Jabber could feel the other subtly grinding against him. He grinned to himself, no matter how much Zanka denied it, he wanted this just as much as Jabber does.
A tongue was slipped inside Jabber’s mouth, not even giving him a second to breathe. It slid past his teeth, swirling around his. To add up to that, the other hand on his cheek slid down and wrapped around his neck. The hand squeezed tighter. Leaving him gasping for air.
Zanka soon felt Jabber grinding back against him, making him gasp for a second. “Yer so fuckin’ impatient…” The hand tightened around his neck, making him moan.
His hand that was on his hip slid up and two fingers slipped into his mouth, lodging it deep into his throat. The other gagged, tears accumulating from the corner of his red eyes. “Aw, yer cryin’ just from my fingers? Pathetic.”
Fuckk… his words were going straight to his groin. His moans grew more needy as he grinded almost in an animalistic manner against Zanka’s hardening cock.
His tongue curled around the long, slim fingers. Coating them in his saliva. The taste of salt was absolutely delicious. He wanted to taste every single inch of Zanka. Not letting anyone else taste him.
The fingers were soon taken out, the fingertips connected to his mouth by a string of saliva.
”Don’t bother startin’ with one, start with two.” He said, Zanka nodded as his slim fingers slid past the tight ring of muscle. The fingers quickly reached deep inside Jabber, not letting him a chance to adjust.
Gods, it was so tight. Not to mention that it was so warm as well. He dug his fingers deeper and felt a small bump on the velvety walls. Curiosity took over as he curled the tip of his fingers, hitting the spot perfectly. Which made Jabber’s moans a higher pitch with a whimper followed quickly after.
”That’s yer spot?” Zanka grinned, he was for sure a sadist. The glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes was unmistakable. His grin so wide that Jabber wanted those same teeth to absolutely ravish him.
“A-Agh…” His head fell backwards— the back of his head bumping against the cold pavement. He pushed his hips downwards, taking Zanka’s fingers deeper inside.
It all felt too good! This was way better than doing it himself! Zanka’s fingers were a bit more slimmer and longer than Jabber’s. Making him feel a bit more fuller.
In, out, in, out. The pace was continuous and didn’t slow down a single bit. The fingers then scissored him open, stretching him open for what was upcoming next.
God, this was heaven itself!
Red eyes slowly looked up, the Cleaner— no— his sadist who was smiling widely, just by watching Jabber squirm every time he rubbed that particular bundle of nerves.
“Yes—yes yes yes! Fuck! Jus’ a bit more…” He was so so so close! Hips grinded onto the fingers that were thrusting in and out of him, making his eyes roll back.
Fingers were pulled out, leaving him with a feeling of emptiness. He whined and immediately turned to Zanka. Who’s eyes were filled with something he can’t decode.“Yo, why’d ya fuckin’ stop?” His slitted brows furrowed.
He was quickly spun around, wrists held against his lower back, his chest and cheek pressed against the cold pavement. “Shut up, yer so much better moanin’ than complainin’.”
Jabber bit his lip, this was really it! Zanka was finally gonna fuck him senseless! He’d been dreaming about this moment ever since they fought in the trash beast.
”Hmm…? Why don’t ya shut me up then, huh?” He grinned, teasing him just a bit more to make him snap.
His free hand and came up and held his hips, his free hand kept Jabber’s wrist in a tight hold. He felt a tip against the rim of his hole, was this fucker really edging him right now?!
”Zan-zan~ can’t wait any longer… c’mon… I know ya wanna…” He smiled widely and pushed his hips back, letting just the tip slide in. Zanka gasped a bit from the tightness.
”Fuck… wait…” He pulled out, making the other whine. All he heard was Zanka spit before he finally bottomed out and slammed into Jabber’s tight heat.
”Agh! J-Just like that…” Red eyes rolled back to the back of his skull, Zanka’s cock filled him so perfect… the head of his cock was right below to his most sensitive spot. Just a little bit deeper…
Not letting the Raider adjust to the burning sensation of the sudden stretch, he pulled back out, leaving just the tip, before slamming into him. The force of his thrust sent ripples across Jabber’s ass.
He moaned and pushed his hips back to take Zanka deeper. Zanka’s hand that was once on Jabber’s hip, snaked up over to his nape.
A hand wrapped around his neck and tightened, making him gasp for air. His thrust didn’t slow down in the slightest. If anything, it was going faster and faster.
Each thrust grew more rough and deeper than the last, hitting Jabber’s most sensitive spot dead on every time. “F-Fuck~ Zanka~ yer so perfect…”
He squeezed his neck tighter, the praise going straight to his groin. His thrusts didn’t stop, slamming into the giver like a piston.
Slaps of skin and loud moans were heard. The two were pretty sure someone probably heard them. But the two givers could care less.
Zanka leaned forward and bit down onto Jabber’s shoulder, making him let out a cry. “Ah!~ mmm…” He bit his lip, hard enough to break the skin and bleed down his chin.
The hand around his neck went to his chin, making his head tilt up, letting Zanka see the look on his face. Eyes rolled back, almost purely white. He was biting his lip with a few tears running down his face. Fuck, Zanka could barely contain himself.
“You should look at yerself… so fuckin’ hah… pathetic.” Jabber squeezed his eyes shut, only spurting out moans and whimpers from his mouth.
Zanka’s hand went back to his neck, choking him and keeping him pinned against the wall. His thrusts slowly began to grow more sloppy. No longer teasing, it was to chase their climaxes.
”Fuck… no one gets to fuck ya like this, ya hear me? No one gets to see ya like this. Only me.” Jabber loves— no— addicted to the way Zanka sounds like when he’s mad. It riles him up just right.
”Damn right!” He bit his lip, blood pouring out of the split open wound in the middle of his bottom lip. “I’m close…” He mumbled, eyes rolled back, with a few tears rolling down his face.
”Yeah?” The sadist then grab his aching cock, already leaking with a bit of pre-cum. He groaned, not knowing to wether push his hips back to take Zanka deeper, or thrust into the current hand around his cock.
The free hand on his chin made his head turn to the side, with Zanka licking his tears off, the taste of salt immediately hit his tongue. The hand on his cock matched the rhythm of his thrust, making him moan even louder.
With a few final thrusts, white streaky liquids splattered onto the wall infront of him. The same hand on his cock moved upwards and used his thumb to rub the tip, which made Jabber shudder.
The Cleaner kept thrusting into him, pumping into him like no ever. Continuously fucking him through his orgasm.
He soon felt a pair of teeth biting into the inner of his neck, deep enough to leave a mark that would last for days. Jabber hoped it would last forever so everyone can know who and can only do this with Zanka.
It took a few more thrusts from Zanka until he finally pumped Jabber with his fill, cum oozed out, dripping onto the cement below them.
”F—Fuck… you’re so perfect Zan-zan…” His lips shakily turned up into another grin.
The Cleaner soon pulled out, leaving him with an achy feeling of emptiness. The Raider turned around to say another annoying remark, only for his knees to give out and made him fall against the other.
”—Jabber!” Arms wrapped around him, supporting his body as he was dragged upwards to stand up. “Fuck, yer heavy.”
Jabber let out a cackle, “Aw, ya think I’m fat Mr. Bad Attitude? I’m wounded.” Zanka raised his hand, giving a hard slap on Jabber’s arm as well as rolling his eyes. “Ya know I didn’ mean it like that.”
”Ya know ya don’t gotta do allat, right? Atleast leave the ones on my neck!” He grumbled as Zanka was patching up the bruises and wounds he inflicted during their fight. “I don’t need this soft shit. So cut it out.”
The bandage around his stomach, making him gasp for air and made him let out a small grin. “Shut up before I tape yer mouth shut.” Red eyes went to the other, he patched himself up after the fight and soon went to patch up Jabber.
Which— he didn’t need by the way!
It’s not like Jabber was a baby who couldn’t handle a few cuts or bruises. That’s old news to him! Ugh, but if Zanka insists… how can he resist such request? He could use this moment as an excuse to annoy Zanka more!
As soon as he finally finished patching Jabber up, his bracelet rung.
Jabber’s ears perked, curiosity grew as Zanka tapped his bracelet to talk to the other person on the line.
”Hello?” Zanka said, he held his wrist near his lips as he used his free hand to clean up the medical supplies on the floor.
The same hands that brought Jabber to heaven just a few hours ago.
He let out a small giggle— which was quickly cut off by a death glare from Zanka. He loved seeing that look in his eyes!
”Zanka? Where have you been? We’re all worried. You suddenly disappeared from the Medical Ward.” Zanka’s eyes widened and Jabber could see in real time that Zanka was creating some lie.
”Uh— jus’ caught myself up in trainin’. Didn’t notice how much time passed.” Jabber snickered, which brought a hand to his mouth with another glare from those beautiful blue eyes looking upon him like he’s trash.
”Alright, just come back before anything happens to you.” Jabber could see Zanka grit his teeth. He knew Zanka hated being protected or pitied. Which is one of the reasons he loves about Zanka.
He never needed to be pitied or protected, which just shows Jabber how strong he is. It sucks that Zanka can’t see it for himself, but Jabber does. He sees the growing potential in him if he just let go.
Because seriously, how did he catch Mankira with his teeth in that trash beast, and don’t even let him start when he broke his ribs! It was phenomenal!
His train of thoughts broke as he heard a crack noise, probably from his bracelet. The other packed everything up and stood up— Assistaff in hand. She looked so beautiful. She always did.
”Alright, I gotta go. If ya drag me to another one of yer ‘adventures’ without my permission, I’m not fightin’ ya for a month.” Ha! Take that! Zanka thought, it felt good to put a threat on him for all the shit he’s caused Zanka.
The Raider stood up from the floor, grinning widely as he raised his hands in the air. “Alright alright… won’t happen again Mr. Bad Attitude.”
Zanka rolled his eyes and soon turned to leave, the distance growing between the two. It made something ache in his chest for some reason. He hated that he knew what feeling that was.
”Don’t be afraid to call me Zan-zan!”
He heard his voice echo behind him, Zanka could say how much he hates Jabber and everything he does.
But the two know that Zanka wouldn’t want it any other way.
His lips twitched into a small smile.