Title:            White Lies
Author:         Raihne
Fandom:       Pitch Black
Pairing:         Riddick/Jack
Disclaimer:   If Riddick were mine I would be giving him a tongue bath right now instead of writing this.
Summary:     Just a ficclet. Jack and Riddick have a talk after they've blasted off of the black planet. Maybe more to come if                           people like this fandom.



    A day had passed since they'd left the black planet. 24 hours since they'd watched their freinds die one by one. It felt like a lo longer. Now that it was over, it felt like everything was slipping into some forbidden part of the mind marked 'don't go there'. Jack for one, was glad to let the memories be locked away. There were some things a kid should not have to remember.
   
    Jack looked over at Imam. The holy man was sleeping soundly on the pull down bunk. His mind and body must have completely shut down. There was no other way he'd have been able to sleep so deeply after. . . If anyone deserved to sleep it was Imam. He'd suffered the most out of the three of them. Jack hadn't known any of the other passengers. The peopl who had died were strangers. Riddick just didn't sem to care at all. But Imam had lost his boys, his companions, they had been his pupils fo ryears and they'd all been killed right in front of him. That last thought sent any trace of sleep away and Jack slipped into the passenger seat beside Riddick.

    "I thought I told you to get some sleep."

    Jack snorted, "You're kidding right?"

    The silver eyes that turned to stare at the kid said Riddick was completely serious.

    "I can't sleep. . . not after that."

    "Your choice." He turned those haunting eyes back to the vast space ahead of them. None of them knew just how far off course the original ship had been thrown. Imam hadn't said anything yet. And Jack had complete confidence that Riddick would take care of them.

    Speaking off Riddick. . . "So why'd you say that back there?"

    ". . ."

    "That I was a girl." Jack clarified. "I mean yeah I got cut and didn't tell anyone but why did you say 'the girl is bleeding'?"

    "Johns didn't like little girls." Riddick's voice was like rain hitting gravel.

    "So you told him I was a girl so he wouldn't like me?"

    "He liked little boys."

    "He didn't like me very much, boy or girl."

    "No, he Liked little boys."

    Jack stared at the strong hands gripping the guidence sticks and swallowed hard as his breathing suddenly got a bit more labored. "Liked. . . you mean he. . ."

    "He was hot for you." Riddick didn't look like it was anything to be put off by. "After he thought you were a girl, he wanted to use you as a diversion. Before that he had a different diversion in mind."

    "Oh." He blinked, "So you told him that to. . ."

    ". . ."

    "Thank you." He blushed and looked bown at his hands. "I uh. . . I figured you had a good reason."

    "You played along good. Smart kid."

    The blush deepened.

    "So why was a smart kid like you all alone on a back roads transport."

    "I. . ."

    Ridick looked at him again, "What?"

    "I don't want to talk about it."

    The convict shruged and looked away. "Your call."

    It was quiet for a while, but in such a small space, quiet grated on Jack's nerves like sandpaper. Finally he spoke again. "So do you?" He instantly wished he could take the question back. Maybe Riddick wouldn't get it.

    "Yeah." He grinned, "But I ask first."

    Damn the guy for being smart.

    "I didn't think guys could. . ." The younger man decided that his breain and mouth needed to be reconnected.

    "You got a in and ya got an out. Doesn't matter that they're in the same place on both people."

    "Oh."

    "So that's why you were on the transport huh."

    Jack's head shot up and he began to chant over and over in his mind //nononononono//

    "Heard talk during the bording. About docking at a rough little station in the middle of no where. Heard there was a doctor there, guy took on jobs for nothing but a fuck. . ."

    //nononononono.//

    "If a kid realized he liked guys, and didn't think he could do anything about it as a guy himself. . . this doctor could make the kid into a girl, long as he got a piece of the virgin adjustments."

    Jack pulled his knees up to his chin and burried his face behind them. God how humiliating!

    "You know you don't have to become a girl ta get fucked."

    "You offering?" He slapped his hands over his mouth and swore silently.

    Riddick just smiled. Jack wasn't sure what that smile meant. "First things first kid. Get some sleep."

    "I can't. . ."

    "Lay that chair back and curl up there. You start twitchin' and I'll wake you up."

    "You promise?"

    "I'm a killer. Not a liar." He snorted.

    "Thanks."

    The man didn't look like he'd heard him. Jack snuggled down under a space blanket and watched Riddick until he fell asleep to the soft sound of the other man's breathing.

~end~

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