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Date: May 7, 2003 Pairing: VM/SB Rating: PG-13 (for the language) Summary: Friendship never being challenged? Archive: RugbyTackle, Green Opals, Enigma Disclaimer: NOT true. Absobloodylutely fictional. Feedback: Yes, please. Note: Written belatedly for lotrips100's "friendship" challenge. * * * * * "Oh, fuck." Viggo gripped Narsil reflexively. Argument was not always good-natured. Sean froze. "Guess that means I should fuck off." "Have you lost your fucking mind?" Viggo hid his rage behind a sharp tone. "I suppose that's what I'm carefully not saying." Sean's voice was clam and measured, a distillation of his fury channeled through his control. Viggo clamped his mouth shut and locked stares with Sean. Sean refused to release his eyes; his chin came up in a challenge, his lips compressed in a thin line. They glowered at each other, the friendship in New Zealand on the line. |
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