[Fic] [Round 52] Thick As Thieves, G
Author/Artist: mugen_edamame
Characters/Pairings: Yozak/Anissina
Word Count: 1468
Rating: G
Any Warnings: AU-setting
Theme/Prompt being used: Ultimate Pairing Challenge
"This is a ridiculous idea. It's absolutely ridiculous. We should have just stayed at home. A few more hours with the computer, and I know I could have created a way to get cash without getting my hands dirty. I don't understand why you don't believe in my genius."
The redhead sounded affronted. Yozak laughed and gently socked the woman in the arm.
"Anissina, trust me, I'm the last person who'd doubt the magic you can come up with on computers and machinery. But me, I'm all brawn, no brain. Cybercrime feels so dangerous!"
Annissina scowled, but it was hard to see it behind the balaclava.
"And forced entry and robbery is fine?"
Yozak's grin was huge, his teeth a dash of white in the dark of the car.
"They have insurance. Besides, this is what I'm good at. Ex-special forces, remember? All brawn no brain, remember? Ridiculously good-looking, remember? Like your own personal better-looking better-dressed Indiana Jones!"
The look that he got from his partner-in-crime and ladylove-extraordinaire made his grin wobble a little. Self-consciously he tried to remember if he had any spots on his face, before remembering that he was in a matching balaclava.
"Well. I suppose you are right."
She leaned across the gear shift to peck his smile right off.
Yozak laughed when she pulled back, feeling the heady rush of excitement.
"Mmm, a robbery at hand and a beautiful babe on my arm, wow. I have a feeling it's going to be good!"
Annisina hummed to herself. "Like Bonnie and Clyde."
He unlocked the doors, and turned to face her again. "Who?"
***
Lock, meet pick.
***
"Wait, there's a security camera round there!"
Anissina had already turned the corner with her brisk steps, and momentum carried her on.
So Yozak just lifted her off her feet and dragged her back before she could walk into frame to make a pretty picture.
***
"Okay, uh, the combination for the vault. Lessee... How about we use my lucky lottery numbers? That would so work, I can just tell."
Yozak's hand reaching for the combination lock was swatted away by Anissina. In her hand she held two things.
One looked like a pimped-out calculator with a suction-cup attached (some sort of ultra-sensitive listening device, maybe?).
And the other, experience informed him, was a plastic bomb,
"Don't be silly Yozak. God, can't trust men to do anything right!"
Yozak was used to Anissina going off on feminist raves, and took it in good humour (he did agree with most of what she said anyways, and having a woman in control was a pretty spectacularly sexy thing). Instead of starting an argument he just tucked the end of her ponytail back into the balaclava from which it had escaped; that shade of rich red was completely unmistakable, and could blow their cover better than him flashing the camera with his face (Yozak's a master of disguise!).
"You have to agree I have my moments, right? Like when I grabbed you and climbed the ceiling when the security guard passed by?"
"This would have handled him just fine." She held up the plastic bomb.
Yes, well.
"Can't say I'd look forward to life in prison, Anissina. We'd be in different buildings. What am I going to do on Valentine's day? And then when we're out on parole, I'll be old and unpretty, and you'll leave me for some hot chick you met on the inside."
She swatted his head before getting to work. "You, you... beefcake."
Yozak stepped back and looked on in admiration. "Bite me anytime you want, babe."
***
Yozak lifted dangling earrings. "Do they suit me?"
Anissina looked up from the glittering rings adorning her gloved fingers, then raised a brow sceptically.
"I don't like the colour on you."
"Hmm? What colour do you think flatters my complexion?"
Her crooked grin quite took his breath away (better than a punch to the gut, and he is quite the muscle-bound man, you see).
"Red."
***
"Oh crap," cursed Yozak as the klaxons blared. Somewhere between getting the goods from the vault of the jewellers and freedom sweet freedom, they had tripped the alarm, and the store was going into shutdown.
Lights flashed red from the ceiling, and his eyesight was going crazy.
He gripped the hand in his more tightly. Maybe if he pulled hard enough the metal bars could be ripped right out?
No two ways about it, Yozak at least had to try. It was either that, or try to play a potted plant convincingly (he was pretty sure he could pull it off. He's done it before, surely he could do it again.)
(Problem was, Anissina was more a man of action than he was. She would sooner put several law-enforcement officers down than she would hide).
He grabbed a bar and heaved. And heaved. And heaved.
Then he despaired a little bit.
He heard a snort behind him.
"Yozak, step back and let a woman handle it."
***
Plastic bomb goes boom.
***
"Oh. Wow." He coughed a little as they both stood by the car, staring at the conflagration that was formerly a branch of a famous jewellers. They had made their way through the large hole in the wall, escaping well before the police had made it there. The car was parked a way's way away, so all that could really be seen were orange flames licking this way and that. A beautiful sight, really.
"I did leave a bit of a mess behind. How irritating."
Hardly the most felonious of their recent activities, but Anissina held neatness near and dear to her heart (rules were made to be broken, but the mess should be cleared up afterwards).
"How'd you get your hands on one of those?"
She gave him a look. "I am a laboratory director, Yozak."
He just laughed.
***
They look at the glittering pile of glittering things in the middle of their dining room table.
"That's a pretty generous pile." Yozak whistled, impressed.
Anissina prodded it, and there was a small slide of gold and jewels.
They watched as a ring rolled on the table surface, clattering down flat after a few moments.
"We should close the curtains," she said carefully.
"We're in a flat. On the 16th floor. I'm thinking we don't have to be worried."
He picked up a necklace that was heavy with precious stones. Ruby-red, but the colour wasn't as pretty as the first sight of Anissina after the removal of their balaclavas (Anissina regards rose gold and Yozak in the same way).
"Well. We have to sell this stuff to get money."
Yozak scratched his head. "I could call in a couple of favours, see what I can do. We have to make sure they can't trace this to us, babe."
"Quite true." She frowned in thought. "I need a cup of tea. To think."
"Anissina, if you could get me a-"
A can of soda was offered to him before he was finished, and Yozak grabbed the slender hand that held it and brought it to his lips in thanks, eyes glittering in amusement.
A few minutes later, Anissina sat down again, warm cup in hand.
"... I think the best thing to do is sell it to the Scientific Women's Society for the Advancement of Female Awesome."
Ah, the mob-like association that traded cookies, information and God only knew what else as they fought for little ladies everywhere.
"What would they do with it?"
She blew off some steam, and sipped slowly. "They'd give us a better price than you could expect on the black market. And then it will probably be used in a diabolically fiendish way to bring around more return. We're trying to fix the recession, we decided, during the last general meeting."
Which meant, Yozak thought in deep amusement, the economy would be fine pretty soon.
"Sounds good to me. The next excavation I'm due to go on isn't for another few weeks, I'll be around to help."
Anissina's frown deepened. "Ah, right. I'd forgotten."
A piece of quiet.
"I will miss you."
And Yozak's eyes lit up in a most naughty manner, but that's okay, because Anissina has blue eyes too so she'll understand. He pushed away from the table, and moved to trap Anissina between himself and the table.
"Babe, after you've saved the world with the money we've made, give yourself a treat to visit good ol' Yozak. Or I'll die of manly neglect."
Bless, Anissina's eyes informed him that she was getting the message.
"I do believe I have a surplus of adrenaline in my body from today's vigorous activity. Any idea on how to get rid of it?"
"Mmm, there's a bedroom activity that'll make you sweat it right. Out."
Thick as thieves, they smiled at each other.
They then went on to make a night out of it.
***
A/N: I'm hoping to do at least five. Hopefully I will make this goal~ It's fun to write, at least : D
Characters/Pairings: Yozak/Anissina
Word Count: 1468
Rating: G
Any Warnings: AU-setting
Theme/Prompt being used: Ultimate Pairing Challenge
"This is a ridiculous idea. It's absolutely ridiculous. We should have just stayed at home. A few more hours with the computer, and I know I could have created a way to get cash without getting my hands dirty. I don't understand why you don't believe in my genius."
The redhead sounded affronted. Yozak laughed and gently socked the woman in the arm.
"Anissina, trust me, I'm the last person who'd doubt the magic you can come up with on computers and machinery. But me, I'm all brawn, no brain. Cybercrime feels so dangerous!"
Annissina scowled, but it was hard to see it behind the balaclava.
"And forced entry and robbery is fine?"
Yozak's grin was huge, his teeth a dash of white in the dark of the car.
"They have insurance. Besides, this is what I'm good at. Ex-special forces, remember? All brawn no brain, remember? Ridiculously good-looking, remember? Like your own personal better-looking better-dressed Indiana Jones!"
The look that he got from his partner-in-crime and ladylove-extraordinaire made his grin wobble a little. Self-consciously he tried to remember if he had any spots on his face, before remembering that he was in a matching balaclava.
"Well. I suppose you are right."
She leaned across the gear shift to peck his smile right off.
Yozak laughed when she pulled back, feeling the heady rush of excitement.
"Mmm, a robbery at hand and a beautiful babe on my arm, wow. I have a feeling it's going to be good!"
Annisina hummed to herself. "Like Bonnie and Clyde."
He unlocked the doors, and turned to face her again. "Who?"
***
Lock, meet pick.
***
"Wait, there's a security camera round there!"
Anissina had already turned the corner with her brisk steps, and momentum carried her on.
So Yozak just lifted her off her feet and dragged her back before she could walk into frame to make a pretty picture.
***
"Okay, uh, the combination for the vault. Lessee... How about we use my lucky lottery numbers? That would so work, I can just tell."
Yozak's hand reaching for the combination lock was swatted away by Anissina. In her hand she held two things.
One looked like a pimped-out calculator with a suction-cup attached (some sort of ultra-sensitive listening device, maybe?).
And the other, experience informed him, was a plastic bomb,
"Don't be silly Yozak. God, can't trust men to do anything right!"
Yozak was used to Anissina going off on feminist raves, and took it in good humour (he did agree with most of what she said anyways, and having a woman in control was a pretty spectacularly sexy thing). Instead of starting an argument he just tucked the end of her ponytail back into the balaclava from which it had escaped; that shade of rich red was completely unmistakable, and could blow their cover better than him flashing the camera with his face (Yozak's a master of disguise!).
"You have to agree I have my moments, right? Like when I grabbed you and climbed the ceiling when the security guard passed by?"
"This would have handled him just fine." She held up the plastic bomb.
Yes, well.
"Can't say I'd look forward to life in prison, Anissina. We'd be in different buildings. What am I going to do on Valentine's day? And then when we're out on parole, I'll be old and unpretty, and you'll leave me for some hot chick you met on the inside."
She swatted his head before getting to work. "You, you... beefcake."
Yozak stepped back and looked on in admiration. "Bite me anytime you want, babe."
***
Yozak lifted dangling earrings. "Do they suit me?"
Anissina looked up from the glittering rings adorning her gloved fingers, then raised a brow sceptically.
"I don't like the colour on you."
"Hmm? What colour do you think flatters my complexion?"
Her crooked grin quite took his breath away (better than a punch to the gut, and he is quite the muscle-bound man, you see).
"Red."
***
"Oh crap," cursed Yozak as the klaxons blared. Somewhere between getting the goods from the vault of the jewellers and freedom sweet freedom, they had tripped the alarm, and the store was going into shutdown.
Lights flashed red from the ceiling, and his eyesight was going crazy.
He gripped the hand in his more tightly. Maybe if he pulled hard enough the metal bars could be ripped right out?
No two ways about it, Yozak at least had to try. It was either that, or try to play a potted plant convincingly (he was pretty sure he could pull it off. He's done it before, surely he could do it again.)
(Problem was, Anissina was more a man of action than he was. She would sooner put several law-enforcement officers down than she would hide).
He grabbed a bar and heaved. And heaved. And heaved.
Then he despaired a little bit.
He heard a snort behind him.
"Yozak, step back and let a woman handle it."
***
Plastic bomb goes boom.
***
"Oh. Wow." He coughed a little as they both stood by the car, staring at the conflagration that was formerly a branch of a famous jewellers. They had made their way through the large hole in the wall, escaping well before the police had made it there. The car was parked a way's way away, so all that could really be seen were orange flames licking this way and that. A beautiful sight, really.
"I did leave a bit of a mess behind. How irritating."
Hardly the most felonious of their recent activities, but Anissina held neatness near and dear to her heart (rules were made to be broken, but the mess should be cleared up afterwards).
"How'd you get your hands on one of those?"
She gave him a look. "I am a laboratory director, Yozak."
He just laughed.
***
They look at the glittering pile of glittering things in the middle of their dining room table.
"That's a pretty generous pile." Yozak whistled, impressed.
Anissina prodded it, and there was a small slide of gold and jewels.
They watched as a ring rolled on the table surface, clattering down flat after a few moments.
"We should close the curtains," she said carefully.
"We're in a flat. On the 16th floor. I'm thinking we don't have to be worried."
He picked up a necklace that was heavy with precious stones. Ruby-red, but the colour wasn't as pretty as the first sight of Anissina after the removal of their balaclavas (Anissina regards rose gold and Yozak in the same way).
"Well. We have to sell this stuff to get money."
Yozak scratched his head. "I could call in a couple of favours, see what I can do. We have to make sure they can't trace this to us, babe."
"Quite true." She frowned in thought. "I need a cup of tea. To think."
"Anissina, if you could get me a-"
A can of soda was offered to him before he was finished, and Yozak grabbed the slender hand that held it and brought it to his lips in thanks, eyes glittering in amusement.
A few minutes later, Anissina sat down again, warm cup in hand.
"... I think the best thing to do is sell it to the Scientific Women's Society for the Advancement of Female Awesome."
Ah, the mob-like association that traded cookies, information and God only knew what else as they fought for little ladies everywhere.
"What would they do with it?"
She blew off some steam, and sipped slowly. "They'd give us a better price than you could expect on the black market. And then it will probably be used in a diabolically fiendish way to bring around more return. We're trying to fix the recession, we decided, during the last general meeting."
Which meant, Yozak thought in deep amusement, the economy would be fine pretty soon.
"Sounds good to me. The next excavation I'm due to go on isn't for another few weeks, I'll be around to help."
Anissina's frown deepened. "Ah, right. I'd forgotten."
A piece of quiet.
"I will miss you."
And Yozak's eyes lit up in a most naughty manner, but that's okay, because Anissina has blue eyes too so she'll understand. He pushed away from the table, and moved to trap Anissina between himself and the table.
"Babe, after you've saved the world with the money we've made, give yourself a treat to visit good ol' Yozak. Or I'll die of manly neglect."
Bless, Anissina's eyes informed him that she was getting the message.
"I do believe I have a surplus of adrenaline in my body from today's vigorous activity. Any idea on how to get rid of it?"
"Mmm, there's a bedroom activity that'll make you sweat it right. Out."
Thick as thieves, they smiled at each other.
They then went on to make a night out of it.
***
A/N: I'm hoping to do at least five. Hopefully I will make this goal~ It's fun to write, at least : D