The Sunshine Crew turns fantastic
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S through Z › Sunshine
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
18
Views:
1,614
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Six
The Sunshine Crew turns fantastic
Capa found himself blushing, as he and the others waited in line with their passports at the airport. The woman at the gate, who was checking and stamping their passports, was evidently checking him out. Cassie stifled a giggle and a smirk behind her hand.
When Capa had returned from his shopping trip the day before, it had been late, and the others had either been out at dinner, or in Mace’s case beating the shit out of a punching bag in the gym at the hospital they had been staying in at the base.
This meant neither had seen him until the next morning before they left for the airport. Capa had entered the personal common room he and the others had been sharing, and had left Cassie and Corazon stunned. Corazon had actually flushed.
Tray had grinned and nodded in approval at Capa. He thought the younger man looked really good. Mace on the other hand was far too stunned to say anything. He was amazed at how the smaller and thinner man had cleaned up. He never realised just how attractive the other man was. He was beautiful in fact; there was a slight feminine quality to his features. He guessed all of that long and stringy hair and the poor fitting cargo pants and white tank tops hadn’t helped.
Capa had allowed the hair stylist to drastically change his hair style. His stringy locks had been cut short at the back of his head, but he had long bangs in the front of his face (Those of you who saw Cillian in the movie, on the edge, think of the hair style he had then).
He was wearing comfortably fitted black slacks with a pale blue turtleneck top, which brought out the colour of his eyes beautifully. He had paired that with a tight waist length black leather jacket and black ankle boots. He looked wonderful.
Capa had read the emotions coming off of Mace and had been stunned. Mace had obviously been checking him out, and apparently liked what he saw, or at least approved. He had quipped “Jeez who knew hiding under all over those ill fitting and ugly clothing and that scarecrow hair, was actually a moderately attractive guy, who actually looked more then half human?”
Capa had replied around a smirk “And who knew it was possible to both insult and also compliment, someone all at the same time?” Mace had snorted at this and replied “Don’t go and get used to it; at least I managed to combine an insult with an extremely moderate and tame compliment.”
He added “And maybe, just maybe, with the right amount of alcohol I’d consider screwing you and warming your sheets.” Capa had raised an eye brow at this and had simply replied in a neutral tone of voice “Hmm, we’ll see.”
As soon as they all made it through the checkout line, Mace smirked at Capa and said “What’s the matter Capa, not used to the opposite sex checking you out?” Capa sighed and replied coolly “No, I’m not. Men and women a like had no reason to check me out in the past, it wasn’t worth it, as far as my appearance was concerned.”
Mace thought ‘Whoa he’s hot, seriously hot’ then remembered Capa could hear his thoughts, and this was confirmed when the man in question flushed and raised an eye brow of disbelief in his direction. Mace mentally cursed himself, thinking ‘Maybe I should have had that doc double check me for brain damage’
Capa coughed into his hand and commented “Might I make a friendly and reasonable suggestion, Mace? Perhaps you should consider taking a couple of sleeping pills when we get on the plane, and sleeping whatever has caused you to have such thoughts, off.”
Mace glowered as Capa walked on a head down the hallway towards the plane. The others followed, wondering what Capa had meant by that remark. What had he heard? Cassie walked beside Mace as the others went on a head a few steps in front of them.
She asked “I was right wasn’t I? You can tell me to piss off and call me delusional, if you wish, but I know I’m right. You’re interested in Capa. You’re not in love with him, but you’ve got a hefty sized dose of lust and attraction for him. Just think about it would you please? And please don’t hurt him, whatever you decided you feel towards him, he’s a good man and doesn’t deserve it.”
Just as Mace opened his mouth to angrily blast her, they reached the stairs leading up to the door of the plane. Once inside he checked his seat number and was horrified to see Capa was already sitting in the window seat. Cassie was just sitting herself down in the isle seat, and the middle seat, was his. Oh great, he was stuck in the middle, between Capa and Cassie. He noted Corazon and Tray were seated next to each other, and a man in a business suit, in his early twenties, was playing a small video game, was sitting near the window.
He scowled as he lowered himself into the middle seat. At least they weren’t in the coach, even if weren’t first class. He noted, as he placed his head phones into his ears, and turned on his IPOD, that Cassie had already taken out her own IPOD and was reading one of those romance novels she loved to read.
He then turned to his gaze to Capa who also had his IPOD switched on. He looked at the cover of the book and inwardly snorted and rolled his eyes, as he discovers Capa’s reading choice was a physics text book, which was at least five inches thick.
Mace studied Capa as he turned the page and watched Capa’s eyes scan the page. He frowned when after less then ninety seconds, Capa turned the page again. He thought ‘I wonder how much text is on those pages and how fast he can scan just one page?’
Mace jumped slightly and glowered when Capa’s voice entered his head ‘The text is small and there is a fare amount on each page. It takes me about sixty to seventy five seconds to read a single page’ He titled the book to one side, allowing Mace to see the text on the page he was currently reading.
Mace noted the text was small, extensive and extremely detailed, and also way over his head. He figured Capa must have been well past the genius stage at this point in time. He shook his head, he had been a brainiac know it all, but now Mace didn’t have the appropriate words to describe the other man. He was no longer the reclusive scarecrow.
Capa commented mentally to Mace ‘I’d take Brainiac over scarecrow any day; it is definitely a vast improvement, especially where you’re concerned’ Mace sighed and raised and eye brow before reluctantly thinking ‘Damn it, this is agony for me to even to begin to admit to myself, never mind you. But scarecrows aren’t in the least bit hot. I wonder if the same can be said for Brainiacs?’
Capa smirked and turned the page of his text book before commenting ‘Well, that all depends upon a certain humanised and overly strong popsicles opinion. I guess we’ll have to wait and see, won’t we’
He added ‘By the way, I’m not your enemy Mace; you just seemed to have made me that without actually consulting me first. I may only be a physicist and not an astronaut or have an actual military background and up bring. But I had just as much right to be on that mission as you did, and any of the other crew members. I created and designed that bomb, a bomb that saved the sun and prevented human civilization from dying out’
He concluded ‘We all need to stick together and help each other out the best to our abilities. We are all now in the same situation. We’ve all been altered by that storm cloud, and are now left with and dealing with its lasting and less then desirable effects. We need to keep it together until a possible cure or option can be found, which means making the other their enemy is not going to help us or make this situation we have all found ourselves in go away. Please think about this, Mace, as we are all in this together whether we like it or not I’m afraid’
Mace didn’t say anything, but instead merely sighed and laid his head back against the head rest, whilst listening to a track on his IPOD. He knew Capa had made more then a few valid points that not even he could argue or fault. He had no idea why he was constantly rubbed the wrong way when the other man was concerned.
He knew the other man was not his enemy, and did not deliberately provoke him. He just hopped that their current predicament would help them to least have a civil relationship and get rid of whatever bad feelings were between them.