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irritated.
    James went
silent once again, standing as if frozen to the ground. “I suppose
I am no better,” he said in the end.
    Ira let out a
long breath, studying him without a clue how to answer, his eyes
roaming over the leather mask, as if trying to see some emotion.
Somehow, he felt guilty, even though James deserved to hear that.
“He’ll worry if I go,” he finally said, swallowing. “Would be
worried.”
    “I
understand... I will just... go within some distance,” James said
in a voice so quiet, Ira could barely hear him.
    “Why did you
come?” the older man asked finally, unable to stop his train of
thought.
    “It doesn’t
matter really. I didn’t know you had company. Let’s just get
going,” sighed James.
    “It matters!”
said Ira, shaking his head and grabbing the other man’s wrist
without thinking.
    “Hey! What do
you think you’re doing? I did not allow you to invade my personal
space!” James looked at him from behind his goggles.
    Ira let out a
laugh, shaking his head. “So I need ‘permission’ now, eh?” He let
him go, as if he was something filthy.
    “You do. You
can’t just touch people however you like and then leave them!”
James said, as they started walking down the street, towards Ira’s
house.
    “You don’t want
one like me. Said it yourself.” Ira gritted his teeth. There was
only silence in reply, as they walked the deserted streets. Ira
shook his head, he knew it. “Bigot.”
    “Just shut up!”
James screamed at him all of a sudden, abruptly tearing his mask
off, eyes shining with rage. “Just shut the fuck up! I have no idea
what I’m doing here in the middle of the night, so lets just get to
your house and have it over with!”
    Someone looked
out of a window, alarmed by the noise outside. “Nobody’s stoppin’
you!” hissed Ira, gripping the front of his coat and shaking the
other man lightly. “Go on! Go if you ‘ate me that much!” He
breathed shakily, angry at himself for even caring what James
thought.
    “You know what
I promised the officer,” James muttered, trying to push him away
without much force. Ira knew he had much more strength in him than
that.
    He let out a
long breath, looking deep into the other man’s eyes in the dark,
narrow alley, a bile raising in his throat . “You wanted to say
sorry?” he asked.
    “I... I wanted
to say, I felt very unfairly treated,” said James, taking a step
back.
    “You?” mumbled
Ira, rage rising in him again.
    “You were not
the one getting fucked!” he whispered, as they approached Ira’s
house. The other man shivered, looking over his back and following
swiftly.
    “I just needed
you savin’ me from fuckin’ pigs! Who d’ya think has more power
here?!” he hissed, grabbing his arm.
    “Why do you
care what I think? I am in the vulnerable position here!” he said,
trying to shove off Ira’s hand.
    “Are you?” the
other man spat back, hovering over him in an intimidating
manner.
    “Am I not?! I
don’t have the freedom you do and I was the one opening up and... I
don’t really want to speak of this anymore!” said James and Ira
observed that his hands were trembling.
    Ira brought him
closer, looking into his eyes, all tense. “I was good t’ya! But no!
You ‘ave a problem ‘cause I ‘aven’t been born Christian!” he
hissed, shaking him. The inability to get through to him was
gnawing at his insides.
    “Stop touching
me or I will really have to fight back!” James warned. “It’s not my
fault you turn out to be Jewish and have a nice little
Jewish—.”
    He must have
felt a sharp pain in his groin as Ira kicked his crotch with an
abrupt move. “Stay the fuck away!” he growled, shaking his head,
“Find another fuck then!”. His heart raced in a furious rhythm.
    James let out a
surprised, high pitched whine and grabbed his crotch with one hand,
but caught Ira’s shirt in his fist with the other. “What is wrong
with you!? I am incredibly considerate of your