COURTED BY THE BANDIT...

CHAPTER 11 - YOU'RE STILL A BRAT

  A/N- I recommend listening to this whilst reading, real cute! (don't own the song)

  Without knowing when or how, JiaoLong had fallen asleep after the events last night. He thought bitterly... this is normal right?  just two bros helping each other out right? Damn that little brat, too much vitality. As he rose on the bed A'Zhe came strode in through the tent flaps.

  MinZhe "JiaoLong, you woke, I thought you were going to sleep all day, come I'll take you to breakfast."

  JiaoLong... this brat, I was his senior physically and mentally, he's never once called me gege and know he uses my name so casually? Unbelievable. He tutted and moved to get off the bed but found his legs were a little jellyfied from the night before. He tutted again and tried to support himself up holding onto the side of the bed.

  MinZhe on the other hand just watched the scene in front of him, he quite liked that JiaoLong was in this state, in fact, he wanted him in a state where he couldn't leave bed. Alas, he should be patient.

  JiaoLong glared at A'Zhe before saying "well don't just stand there, come and help me you rude brat." A'Zhe chuckled a little before walking over and put his arm around his waist. Although MinZhe would love to princess carry him or just throw him over his shoulder but he was still an inch or two shorter than JiaoLong. MinZhe thought he will increase the amount of training and the chicken he eats.  He thought about his boss's macho build and immediately ate vinegar. 

  Meanwhile in another tent...

  "reporting to boss."

  "stand and speak."

  "With the information boss has given I've thoroughly searched around but very little information has come up regarding that youth who came yesterday. Five years ago he was here when the old man was still boss. however he disappeared during the night leaving only MinZhe in the tent. This disciple remembers questioning him but he had no idea where the youth had disappeared to, he looked confused himself. report over!"

  Boss "hmm... What an odd case of disappearance, and now he's back..." and being recklessly toyed with it sounds like, the tents aren't sound proof you hooligans... he stroked his chin for a while before saying, "very well, i'll look more into it later, for now go fetch MinZhe, we've caught some spies who needs interrogating"

  "yes boss." The man bowed before leaving.

  Back with MinZhe was JiaoLong walking lightly as he was led to the 'canteen'.  It wasn't more than a little run down shack where a man with too long a beard was coking and a few logs for sitting on scattered around. The bearded man glanced up and saw MinZhe and his companion, shock fluttered through his eyes for a millisecond before he grunted and handed two bowls of slop to them. 

  They sat down and JiaoLong looked distastefully at the slop. "Is this what you've been eating everyday?"

  MinZhe "mnm"

  JiaoLong spooned a bit and let it drip of his spoon. "rice and water in 1:4 ratios, no meat, no seasoning, it's a wonder how you've grown at all A'Zhe!"

  MinZhe "food doesn't matter, as long as it fills the stomach." He smiled at JiaoLong's pickiness and drank some of his congee, indeed the flavour was bland beyond bland but there were no men who had the time to practise cooking and the one woman here was too spoilt to bring herself down to cooking for others.

  JiaoLong looked at A'Zhe's growing body and muttered it won't do. "I'm sure you've got other things to do than mingling with me, I'll be in that hut you call kitchen all day." And with that he got up, headed towards the hut, spoke a few words to the 'chef' before the bearded man left and JiaoLong rolled his sleeve up and looked right at home.

  MinZhe watched the scene and smiled as he watched, but it didn't last long before an elder brother appeared next to him. "Boss wants you to interrogate the new ones."

  MinZhe took one last look at JiaoLong before saying "anyone who touches him will be beat to a pulp, watch him for me." and with that he disappeared off to the dungeons with the light speed technique. The elder brother looked at the young man in the hut, surprised that MinZhe was close to a person, he took in the unusual appearance of the youth and sat down on a log.

  He watched for a good half of an hour when the mouth delicious scent wafted over to his nose. And soon many in the area was also lured over by that smell. Then the youth heaved a heavy looking pot onto a table just outside the hut.

  JiaoLong looked at his handi craft and thought, how hard is it to thicken the congee with some spring onions and mushrooms with shredded chicken? Amateurs these lot... After heaving the pot onto the table he said in a loud voice. "Socially Acceptable congee has just been brewed, come over and have a bowl it's full of nutrients!" There was a moment of silence and JiaoLong felt awkward waving a ladle in the air, he felt like he was advertising the congee. But before long a long queue had formed for many wanted to taste the nice smelling congee, god knows when was the last time these men ate something decent, they were eating it a spoon at a time as if savouring the flavour. JiaoLong sighed in his heart and silently cried for the macho men whose tongues must've died a sad and lonely death.

  "Ah, I haven't tasted food this good since I left me mother's breast!"

  "This is like a mothers cooking indeed."

  "Young lad, where'd ya get the time to learn cooking like this?"

  "It's delicious! Come be my wife!"

  A chorus of laughter could be heard and JiaoLong blushed. "Shut up you hooligans, didn't your mothers teach you not to speak with a full mouth? And I Don't marry hooligans, nor am I a cut sleeve!"

  A laughter got even louder as more men shouted "marry me!"

  The elder brother tried to contain his laughter as well as he rubbed his temples thinking of MinZhe's earlier threat, my job won't be so easy if you're friend keeps being this cute...

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The other tries to be coy....

all the men who said marry me- lying like the dead on the floor.

JiaoLong - "what happened to these hooligans!?"

A'Zhe- "they tried to steal my stuff. JiaoLong?"

JiaoLong- "yeah?"

A'Zhe- "marry me?"

JiaoLong- *//^//*

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A/N- sorry I haven't updated in forever... I had three undone essays and one personal statement to do... I am drowning uwu... see ya soon....