Unexpected

Prologue

"We need to talk."

"Not now Sebastian. Don't you see that I'm busy?"

The Colonel grit his teeth as Moriarty did not even look up from arranging his letter shaped cornflakes.

"It's important," he tried again.

"Yes it is."

Sebastian had the strange feeling that the two men had meant different things, because Moriarty continued giving his full attention to the food in front of him. Sebastian took a closer look. His boss and long-time secret crush was fastidiously spelling out 'William Sherlock Scott Holmes' out of his cornflakes all over the table, again and again. Enough is enough.

"Do you even realize what you're doing anymore? All you care about is your bloody fun with your pet detective, you don't even see what's happening right under your nose!! I just came from a meeting with the Asian front, and guess who was the only one missing? Jim, they are speaking of candidates for a new lead. When will you finally wake up and see that this is not just one of your stupid games!! We're losing clients on a daily basis, and thanks to your Sherlock, mostly to the police. You have to understand, they are angry. They think you got sloppy. I... I'm worried about you."

Throughout this whole Monologue Moriarty had not moved a single inch. He was still staring at the colourful corn letters in front of him and ignoring Sebastian.

"Jim... I... I can't do this anymore. Either way you end this or I'll do it."

"You are a smart man Sebastian."

Still not lifting his head Moriarty continued, "I taught you everything I know. You are my right hand. I trust you."

Sebastian swallowed hard. He didn't know where his boss was going with that behaviour and normally that was an indicator of danger.

Suddenly Moriarty aggressively wiped all the cornflakes off the table and then jumped on his feet just an inch away from Sebastian.

"Can I trust you?"

That said he crushed the remaining cornflakes in his hand, dropping the crumbs to their feet. Sebastian was too distracted by the sudden and immediate proximity of Jim that he suffered from a brief loss of words. And that was his mistake. Of course Jim had to take Sebastian's hesitation the completely wrong way. His face turned cold.

"Jim, no. You don't understand, I only want to protect you."

Moriarty turned around and went towards the door of his office.

It was this one last bit of ignorance that caused Sebastian to finally lose his patience.

"Why do you always have to be so selfish?? All you can think about is Sherlock here Sherlock there. Who is the one always picking you up from the ground? Who is the one making sure the business runs even when you rather spend your time playing with food?? I've always been there for you, did everything you said without a single question or complaint!! And all I get back from you is mistrust and ignorance. I can't take it anymore. You sick bastard with your all-so-interesting detective. Open your eyes Jim. He's never going to like you."

With every word Sebastian came closer until Moriarty hit some piece of furniture behind him, suddenly the evil mastermind realised how tall the other one was compared to him.

Sebastian continued, now in a calmer, but far more dangerous way, "I've been working for you for seven years. Now it's time for my payment."

It rarely occurred that Moriarty was scared, normally life was a game to him and death just simply losing it, but something in the eyes of the only man he had trusted up to this moment made every hair of Moriarty stand up.

With one quick movement Sebastian forcefully took Moriarty's face into his hands and crashed his lips on his boss' ones. Moriarty himself was too startled to even move a single muscle, what Sebastian took as agreement. He pushed the petrified man onto the next wall with his much taller and stronger body. When he leaned in for another kiss, Moriarty found his voice again.

"What the fuck!!"

He tried pushing Sebastian away but his arms were like two steel bars caging Moriarty from both sides.

"Sebastian..."

At this point Moriarty new he had lost. The slight tremble in his voice disclosed the fear that just Sebastian new did exist.

"Shut up."

One of Sebastian's hands grabbed around Moriarty's throat, while he forced another kiss on him. Unable to breathe or turn away, Moriarty gasped for air, what Sebastian utilized to stick his tongue down his throat. Nausea was rising inside the caged criminal so he did the only thing he was able to - he bit. It was Sebastian's luck that Moriarty was still suffering from a heavy lack of oxygen, otherwise he would have lost his tongue if it was for the psychopath.

"You little slut!"

Something really hard collided with Moriarty's temple and for a brief moment everything turned black in front of his eyes. The next moment Sebastian already violently turned him around and slammed his face onto the wall.

"Dirty little tease, you think you can bite me?"

A warm fluid started dropping rapidly into Moriarty's eye, but that wasn't his major problem at the time. The other hand of Sebastian that wasn't choking him suddenly grabbed around his waist and got hold of his crotch. A shocked sigh escaped Moriarty's mouth. Sebastian used the whole force of his body to press the other one to the wall.

"Not happy, Jim? Let me help you with that."

When Sebastian shifted his weight a bit and started opening Moriarty's belt, he lost it.

With a new kick of adrenaline and rage shooting through his veins, Moriarty managed to release an arm, which he kicked into Sebastian's side with all his strength. It wasn't much to impress the colonel, but enough of the distraction he needed. Moriarty found some hair and while pulling his own head out of the way, he smashed Sebastian's at the wall where it collided with a disgusting crack. There was no time to lose. While Sebastian was still crumping unconsciously on the ground Moriarty sprinted to his desk where he quickly pulled out a gun.

He made his way back over to the bleeding mess on the floor that used to be his only intimate.

"Tell me why I shouldn't do it."

The half-conscious Sebastian raised his head enough to give his boss a bloody smile.

"Do it."

With one loud shot ringing though the air Sebastian's head fell to the side.

And now Moriarty was left alone. Again. He slowly lifted the gun, stained with the blood of him the only one he had trusted.