Title: Blood brothers
Author: Ligeia
Fandom: Die Ärzte (RPS)
Pairing: Bela/Farin
Rating: PG-13 for mention of blood
Category: Romance
Summary: "I don't think this is such a good idea."
A/N: Dedicated to Almut.
The following story is a mere work of F I C T I O N, meaning it is 100% made up. None of the situations described here ever happened, and even if they did, I have no way of knowing. This is not about spreading rumours or, worse, libel. The people portrayed in this story are real, but I am NOT claiming they did what I wrote. I use their "public personas" and build stories around them as if they were fictional characters.
"I'm not so sure about this, Dirk." Jan said as they walked up the side of the hill.
"I told you to call me Bela."
"Whatever. I don't think this is such a good idea."
"You don't need to be afraid. It's just a little cut, I promise it won't hurt too much."
"It's not that. It's just..." Jan glanced nervously around. "Teufelsberg at night looks so..."
"Spooky?" Bela grinned. "It's the devil's mountain after all, that's why we always come here to do this stuff." He spread the blanket on the ground and knelt down. After a quick check to make sure they were alone, he took the knife out of his pocket and removed the piece of cloth that was wrapped around the blade. Jan didn't dare ask him how often he had already gone there. Or what exactly he meant with "this stuff". He knew Dirk had some weird hobbies and weird friends.
"So, do you want to do this or not? Have you changed your mind?"
"No. No, I haven't."
Jan sat down Indian-style in front of him and gave him his hand with the palm upward. He bit his lip as the blade cut across the skin, deep enough to draw blood. Bela did the same to his own palm and dropped the knife. He grabbed Jan's hand and squeezed their bleeding palms together.
"Brothers," he said looking Jan in the eye.
Jan nodded. "Brothers."
They sat there in silence for a while, until Jan started getting uncomfortable. "Can I have my hand back now, please?"
Bela grinned again. "No."
His grip grew tighter and he leaned forward. Jan burst out laughing as he was suddenly kissed full on the mouth.
"Hey! That's not very brotherly."
"No," Bela replied. He pushed Jan back on the blanket and lay down on top of him. "It's much better."
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October 2007