Green Hornet Fic: Badass | Britt/Kato | PG-13
I needed something to cheer me up, so I wrote this really quick.
Title: Badass
Author: amycoolz
Pairing: Britt/Kato
Rating: PG-13
Universe: M11U (2011 movie)
Warnings: swearing (lots of it, and again, I blame Seth Rogen), guy/guy kiss
Genre: Humor (kinda cracky; at least, I tried to make it cracky), a little romance, maybe a little fluff
Word Count: 501
Summary: Written largely for this prompt: Britt is always the one who needs Kato to rescue him. So, how about Kato gets hurt on a mission and Badass!Britt from the end of the movie reappears.
The Green Hornet and his unnamed accomplice were fighting a mob boss and a shitload of drug dealers at the warehouses downtown, kicking down doors and shooting out windows and generally being badass.
Then something went terribly wrong. Kato had kicked a baddie in the chest, sending him flying back into an oil barrel; the barrel toppled over and rolled into a fire that had started up not too long ago in the back of the building. When Kato finally noticed, he ran, ducked his head and dove for the nearest cover. The barrel exploded, sending debris flying all over the large warehouse (a piece of metal flew and hit a drug dealer who had his gun pulled out in the leg).
Kato had just made it, but a piece of wood flew towards him, hitting him in the head and knocking him unconscious. Britt looked over, saw the Chinese man lying motionless on the floor, and saw red green.
Everything slowed down; time seemed to be nonexistent, everybody was moving in slow motion, it was awesome. Britt saw every single threat coming at him, and like a badass, took out every single one of them with style and finesse.
As the last guy fell to the floor with a gun sticking out of his ear, Britt calmed down, regulating his breathing as best as he could. He rushed over to Kato, picking the smaller man up and running out of the warehouse just as the flames consumed the place.
Back at the house, Britt had no choice but to wait until Kato woke up, which didn’t take long after he caressed him with a cool cloth and gentle hands.
“Britt!” Kato sat up quickly, wincing at the sudden pain in his head, but he grabbed onto Britt’s shirt anyway. “Britt, what happened?!”
“Kato, you got hit by a flying piece of wood and passed out. I went all super badass and saved your ass!” He sounded smug and started dancing, but stopped when he saw Kato’s expression.
“Seriously, Britt, what. Happened?”
“I’m not shitting you, Kato! That whole adrenaline rush BS that you told me about happened; time slowed down and I took those assholes out!” He collapsed onto the couch, the excitement of the night wearing down on him.
Kato just stared blankly back at him. “Bullshit,” he called.
Britt shrugged and closed his eyes, intending on falling asleep. “Whatever you wanna believe, Kato, but I saved your ass tonight. You owe me.”
Kato didn’t, in fact, owe Britt anything, because the ratio of the times they’ve saved each other would be Britt’s two times to Kato’s fifty gazillion. But Kato leaned over and pressed his lips to Britt’s anyway, repaying him there on the spot.
Britt smiled. “What was that for?” he asked without opening his eyes.
“Saving my life.” Kato lay back in bed and closed his own eyes. “Now I don’t owe you anything… dickweed.”
Laughing, Britt stretched himself out on the couch and fell asleep.
Title: Badass
Author: amycoolz
Pairing: Britt/Kato
Rating: PG-13
Universe: M11U (2011 movie)
Warnings: swearing (lots of it, and again, I blame Seth Rogen), guy/guy kiss
Genre: Humor (kinda cracky; at least, I tried to make it cracky), a little romance, maybe a little fluff
Word Count: 501
Summary: Written largely for this prompt: Britt is always the one who needs Kato to rescue him. So, how about Kato gets hurt on a mission and Badass!Britt from the end of the movie reappears.
The Green Hornet and his unnamed accomplice were fighting a mob boss and a shitload of drug dealers at the warehouses downtown, kicking down doors and shooting out windows and generally being badass.
Then something went terribly wrong. Kato had kicked a baddie in the chest, sending him flying back into an oil barrel; the barrel toppled over and rolled into a fire that had started up not too long ago in the back of the building. When Kato finally noticed, he ran, ducked his head and dove for the nearest cover. The barrel exploded, sending debris flying all over the large warehouse (a piece of metal flew and hit a drug dealer who had his gun pulled out in the leg).
Kato had just made it, but a piece of wood flew towards him, hitting him in the head and knocking him unconscious. Britt looked over, saw the Chinese man lying motionless on the floor, and saw red green.
Everything slowed down; time seemed to be nonexistent, everybody was moving in slow motion, it was awesome. Britt saw every single threat coming at him, and like a badass, took out every single one of them with style and finesse.
As the last guy fell to the floor with a gun sticking out of his ear, Britt calmed down, regulating his breathing as best as he could. He rushed over to Kato, picking the smaller man up and running out of the warehouse just as the flames consumed the place.
Back at the house, Britt had no choice but to wait until Kato woke up, which didn’t take long after he caressed him with a cool cloth and gentle hands.
“Britt!” Kato sat up quickly, wincing at the sudden pain in his head, but he grabbed onto Britt’s shirt anyway. “Britt, what happened?!”
“Kato, you got hit by a flying piece of wood and passed out. I went all super badass and saved your ass!” He sounded smug and started dancing, but stopped when he saw Kato’s expression.
“Seriously, Britt, what. Happened?”
“I’m not shitting you, Kato! That whole adrenaline rush BS that you told me about happened; time slowed down and I took those assholes out!” He collapsed onto the couch, the excitement of the night wearing down on him.
Kato just stared blankly back at him. “Bullshit,” he called.
Britt shrugged and closed his eyes, intending on falling asleep. “Whatever you wanna believe, Kato, but I saved your ass tonight. You owe me.”
Kato didn’t, in fact, owe Britt anything, because the ratio of the times they’ve saved each other would be Britt’s two times to Kato’s fifty gazillion. But Kato leaned over and pressed his lips to Britt’s anyway, repaying him there on the spot.
Britt smiled. “What was that for?” he asked without opening his eyes.
“Saving my life.” Kato lay back in bed and closed his own eyes. “Now I don’t owe you anything… dickweed.”
Laughing, Britt stretched himself out on the couch and fell asleep.