Still Here (Avengers: Age of Ultron)

1: Bangarang

Riku and I, we've always had each other's backs.

I can't recall a time when we weren't separated for more than a day since we met, always joined at the hip as best friends and partners in crime. Yes, crime.

You don't think we just magically come up with food do you?

*BAPH!*

Speaking of which...

"AJ." I smirked at the boy wearing a navy-blue hoodie as he walked towards me, armed with two bags full of something that smelled vaguely flakey and I could almost taste them.

"Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in." I replied with a sing-song tone.

"Ha-ha." He rolled his bright, rich blue eyes and pulled off his hood, exposing the feature that makes him unique; a pair of fluffy white cat ears. "Funny."

"Oh, I try." I sniffed the air and found myself grinning from ear-to-ear. "So I take it that's breakfast?"

"Who says? I think almost getting caught and shot at deserves me getting a little more of my share!"

"What?!" I gasped, standing up from my perch on the table and rushed over. "You got shot!?"

"Only a punk-ass cop who figured a few bullets in the right places could down 'a mutie'." He snorted, rolling up his sleeve to reveal a few red marks from where the bullets had penetrated... yet obviously, were no longer there. "Imagine that. Me, a mutant."

"Hey." I said archly, frowning a little bit. "That's a tad bit insulting."

"Sorry but it's the truth. Just because I look different-"

"Not everyone can tell a mutant apart from a yokai, so don't stress over it." I told him, and yet again found my fingertips lingering over his skin. Quickly, I corrected myself and stepped back, giving us an equal distance. "So about my share..."

Riku chuckled and shoved the bag at me. "Shut up, sit down and stuff your cute face." He reached over and pinched one of my cheeks teasingly. I retaliated by smacking his hand and turning around, sitting myself down and opened the paper bag to find several muffins, a salad tray, a bottle of water, and a few crossaints: all swiped of course. What was that line that the stupid kid's show with the little down-syndrome girl used again? Oh yeah, 'Swiper-no-swiping'. Say that to us, I dare you.

"What are you thinking about?" Riku asked me as he sat down and pulled out a tray of supermarket sushi. I shrugged a little bit as I dug into my own meal.

"Just... random things." I shrugged, opening the plastic cover and pulled out the plastic fork, mixing together the ingrediants. "How about you?"

"Conversations are wearing me thin."