Norrin very, very much doubted that, but he went along with it. Deciding to get over his trepidation of fooling around with the grandson of his arch enemy, and current ‘master’, Norrin approached Ky and reached over to grab at the others’ jeans waistband and undid the button. 

“If you say so.”

Oh, he knew that this could potentially backfire at them both, but if no one said a word? Well, maybe they’d get away with it this time around. If not, well, it would have been fun while it lasted, and he’d place all the blame on Norrin. 

“Oh, I know so,” he said shortly after the button was undone, and then Ky moved a hand under Norrin’s chin. “All you need to worry about right now is me. No one else.”

His eyes briefly wandered over Ky’lar’s quite attractive body, “I guess so..”

Ky’s arms folded across his chest as he smirked. “The only one who’ll possibly get in trouble for this is me.  Not you. I can assure you of that.” A lie, but one he was content to believe as truth at least.

No deal!? The arrogance and stubbornness of the demon spawn was dangerously aggravating the Silver Surfer. He never wished death on anyone, well that was not entirely true the list of names was minuscule, but he was considering doing real harm to the man-demon.  

“You will regret this. I say this again, LEAVE ME ALONE.” For the life of him Norrin did not understand why Ky’lar could not simply move on.

“Oh, I’ve regretted almost every action since I was born. I doubt one more won’t cause any true harm.”

Then again, Ky doubted that it would truly matter. Nothing he did would ever change what he was or even what he’d done. All that mattered was seeing the extent of what he was truly capable of and going from there.

“Not really at any-rate or do you really hate me that much?”


“Perhaps you aren’t like your family but we shall see. If we’re being honest I cannot trust you. That has to be earned.”

Norrin did not enjoy assuming the worst in people but he has seen too much to simply allow himself to not be wary. Too many have tried taking advantage of him. 

“Well, if we’re being honest, I doubt you’d ever get around to trusting me, but i’ve been surprised before.”

Ky wasn’t going to put much hope into the matter. Even if his family wasn’t involved, Ky had done his fair share of actions to label himself just as bad, but he was trying to get himself under control. For the most part at least.

“My family tree just seems to complicate matters.” 

Sympathy was not exactly what Norrin would describe feeling for the half-demon attractive man. He could understand him though, but he was not one to share such thoughts especially to one being the grandson of one of his greatest enemies. 

“I know your grandfather better than I wish to. At least you seem capable of reason unlike he.” Also Norrin didn’t recoil in Ky’s presence as he did his grandfather. 

“Oh, i’m sure i’m capable of many things. All it really takes is a bit of effort and my family leaving me alone.” 

Sometimes it was easy to escape their grasp, but most of the time it was difficult to even attempt such a thing. Even then, he was watched, and while Ky didn’t know who or what was watching – maybe no one at all… he still knew someone was there trying to keep tabs on him.

“I’m not like them… no matter what you believe.”

Norrin’s eyes followed Ky’lar’s hands which he slid into his back pockets. He briefly imagined his hands touching…

“Well you seem to have mostly bad days then.”

“Mostly,” he mused, “but not all the time.” 

Then again, Ky doubted that Norrin would even listen to him. Most had never even tried or… if they did? Ky never really took notice or his bad and good days were so alike that people just stopped trying.

“Once… there were many good days, but then he showed up, and you know how my family is when they get their eye on something.”

It had to be the demon’s charm, otherwise Norrin would have smacked that impudent hand away from his face and unleashed his Power Cosmic on the man, instead he turned his head to avoid the touch. 

“Don’t touch me demon.” He didn’t say it with much conviction. 

He couldn’t hide the disappointment across his features when Norrin turned away. Then again, he should have expected it… from anyone really these days.

“Fine, I won’t, but,” he said, taking a step back as his hands slid to his back pockets of his pants – the one thing he actually was wearing for the most part. “I’m mostly human,” a shrug, “On good days.”