Beautiful Goodbye ~Kismet Series~

First off, I know, I have a GetBackers fic named BG as well. But this story was named BG first and I just really love the song so I had used it for the GetBackers too. They are in no way related. This story is completely original and mine and well...read the disclaimer. That pretty much says it all.

I'm not good at summaries so ignore that and just read. There's lots of smex, guaranteed in every chapter, and maybe not just one scene but two or even three.

So now, to start the story.


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Series: Kismet
Title: Beautiful Goodbye
Main Pairing: Roy Foreman/Jay Cummings


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Sector One


Jay Cummings:


The sun is bright as it glows down on the Earth and threatens to blind me permanently. I walk into the usual skyscraper building and take the elevator all the way to the top. I study my reflection in the mirrors around me. I wear my usually black suit. We all do. My hair is coffee coloured and looks messy but not in the actually-is-messy way. My emerald green eyes are tired from lack of sleep. A death had happened so close to me that it kept me awake most of the night. Because of my ability to control the dead, I can sense when someone dies if they are nearby.

Even after all these years...I can’t get used to it. I rarely use my ability in a fight unless I have to. I prefer to leave them to rest. Therefore, I use knives. I have slain many opponents with them. The exception...Roy Foreman. One of the strongest. We have fought off and on for the past couple of years. He’s a sadistic bastard who gains a large amount of pleasure in beating me. But he never kills me. Lately...after beating me...he resorts to other ways in dominating me.

With a bell chime, the elevator doors open and I walk out.

Every floor in this building, save for the bottom and top two floors, houses a unit, a team. My team is on the seventeenth. Our President and Vice-President reside on the ninety-third floor, the top. The elevator only goes up to ninety unless they know you’re coming to see them. Each floor is like a suite that covers the entire space.

“Earth to Jay.” I snap from my thoughts and see a cup of coffee before me. “You need to get more sleep.” I take the cup Joseph offers me.

“Perhaps.” I follow him into the living room and we sit with silence between us.

The others must be out or else there would be a lot more noise buzzing around. It’s better this way. The headache I’ve had for the past few hours is starting to kill me. I know from experience that taking any kind of pill won’t help it because it’s not natural.

I sigh into my cup. “I hate Telepaths.”

Joseph nods in understanding, not saying a word.

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Heavy hands on my shoulders press me down further, making it impossible to move. A strong body arches over mine. Mine bends to meet his instinctually. My fingers curl into light fists where they’re tied above my head and my mouth opens on a soundless cry. His lips descend to my neck and bite down hard to leave a mark. His tongue licks the blood before trailing up my cheek and slipping into my mouth. I crack open a single eye to stare at him over the kiss. I know he sees the challenge and defiance there, but it doesn’t matter to him. He always wins in the end. We both know this.

He thrusts into me one more time before I cry out and arch more into him. My seed sprays over my stomach and chest. A few more thrusts and he reaches his peak as well. He rests his head on my shoulder as he comes. It sends a few more sparks through me and I can’t help the small moan at the feeling.

Seconds and minutes pass before he pulls out of me and sits between my legs, that damn smug smirk on his face.

“You really need to learn to give up, Cummings.”

“Never.” My voice sounds horrible.

“And that’s why I like ya so much.” He bends down and licks my right cheek, hand trailing up to untie mine.

His hand grips my throat and I don’t even flinch. He has an obsession with my neck. He likes to simply hold it and sometimes try to choke me. His thumb moves slowly over my Adam’s apple. He presses it slightly for a second before moving his hand to the back of my neck. He lifts me up and presses me to his chest. I let him do as he pleases. I can’t beat him so the least I can do is serve as a distraction.

“If you’re not even going to fight me off, I might as well take you home.”

“Dumbass...I don’t really have the strength to fight you right now. You’ve made me orgasm three times already.”

“That’s a good improvement. When we started, you’d pass out after only one.” My cheeks heat up.

“Sh-shut up.” I push away from him and try to stand but fail. He catches me.

“You’re not supposed to help me.”

“You belong to me, Cummings, why would I break my property?”

“So are you saying you’ve fucked everything in your apartment because you own it?” He releases me and I fall to the floor. “That was kind of childish.” I roll onto my back and stare up at him.

His aqua gaze is calm and the smirk is gone. His expression is emotionless. He kneels down and spreads my legs. He kisses my inner thigh and I shiver slightly.

“No.” He looks at me as his tongue slides closer to my growing erection. “No more tonight.” I glare at him and sit up. I grab a fist of his hair and his hand goes to my throat.

He squeezes and pushes me down. I grab at his wrist.

He presses his lips to mine and presses harder against my throat.

I choke slightly and he pulls back. His hand squeezes tighter. I close my eyes and grab my glasses from my face. I smash them on the ground beside me, breaking them. I grab at a broken glass fraction and cut his arm. He pulls back and I turn on my side to cough, trying to get some oxygen. He presses a hand to my back and forces my chest down to the carpet. It’s harder for me to attack him this way.

“If anyone else touches you, I’ll kill them.”

“The only one who touches me like this is you.”

“Just because they haven’t done so yet, doesn’t mean they won’t.”

I know who he’s talking about. “Carlos is just a flirt. Are you jealous?” I turn my head to smirk at him.

He growls under his breath before getting off of me and starts to dress again. I take the hint and do so as well. The minute we’re both clothed again, he takes down the barrier. His short blueberry hair with sky magenta bangs changes to deep blond and his aqua eyes change to smoke grey. My hair changes as well, long ocean blue hair with orange tips and bangs to short coffee brown and my eyes go from cardinal red to emerald green. Our appearances always change when we go into the barriers.

Roy grabs the front of my suit jacket and pulls me to him. Our lips crash together for a few seconds before he lets go and leaves the library.


Roy Foreman:

I clench my teeth as I walk back to my car.

My day had started out well enough. I planned on stalking and playing with Jay for most of the day but when I found him leaving the building where he resided, that fucking Envros was latched on his arm like a leech. If I didn’t respect Calvin as much as I did, I would kill that tree-hugger. Cal has taken a special interest in Carlos, like I have in Jay.

When I slam the door shut and buckle myself in, I dig my cell out of my pocket and dial Cal’s number. He answers on the second ring.

“Get your ass moving on that Envros or else I will kill him.”

“Hello to you too. And I’m working on it.”

“Work faster.” I flip my cell closed with a clap and start my car.


Calvin Siggerts:

“If only you knew.” I sigh and place my cell back in the pocket of my dress shirt.

Vines rip from the ground around me and I curse under my breath before summoning a large amount of wasps to block them. A few break through my bugs and wrap around my neck, pulling me down backwards to the ground. Air leaves my lungs suddenly as more vines clamp around my body. The wasps are trapped by the vines as well.

“It’s stupid to answer calls while in the middle of a fight.” Carlos rolls his eyes as he stands before me.

I don’t answer him.

The vines pull me up from the ground so I’m eye level with him. His fingers reach out and card through my hair gently. I freeze at the touch. I don’t expect soft caresses from him.

“What are you doing?”

“Thinking.”

“About what?”

“How I should kill you.”

My gaze turns weary as he sighs and the vines move my body. My arms are brought behind my back and I’m forced to kneel before him. His hand, which never left my hair, drifts down my cheek to my chin and pulls my head up.

“I’m going to let you live.” My eyes widen in shock at his words. “You’re going to live so you can tell Foreman to leave Jay alone.”

“Fuck you.” He raises an eyebrow at me before shrugging his shoulders.

“Not in the mood to play bottom.”

A vine slips its way into the back of my jeans and I start struggling against my bindings. He can’t be thinking what I think he is. The edge of the vine slowly starts to rub against my entrance as Carlos kneels down in front of me.

“If you don’t want it to hurt, relax.”

When I open my mouth to tell him to fuck off, he crushes his lips down on mine and his hand unbuttons and unzips my jeans. Warm fingers close around me and the moan I let out shouldn’t sound as pleased as it should. He moves his hand in a steady slow motion, trying to distract me from the vine moving deeper into my ass. He nibbles on my bottom lip while his thumb runs across the tip of my cock. I shudder against him and he moves forward to press his clothed erection against my free one.

I open my eyes to stare into his poppy red ones and I know instantly that it’s going to be a long day.


Carlos Amparito:

Calvin’s silver eyes hide the anticipation of being dominated for hours. He has to maintain a strong front to his team. I find it fascinating how fast he crumbles when we’re together. Ever since the first time I fucked him into the side of a building in that dark alley, he’s been seeking me out. He claims it’s because he wants revenge. I’m not stupid. I know the truth.

He craves the release only I can give him. He wants to let go and be himself if even for a little while.

His breath quickens at my ear where his head is resting on my shoulder. I quickly free my own erection and start fisting them both together. He lets out a soft curse and starts thrusting in time to the rhythm I’ve started. The vines around his arms slip free and he quickly buries a hand in my hair while the other joins my hand on our erection. I move my free hand around his back and grab one of his ass cheeks, pressing him closer to me. A few more swipes of my thumb over the slit of his cock and he comes, biting my shoulder so hard it bleeds. I reach my climax not long after him and fall back against the ground, his body falling on top of mine.

Several minutes pass before either of us can breathe normally. I take the barrier down during that time. We’re on the roof of a building so no one will see us.

He feels it coming down and sits up on his elbows, staring down at me. His shoulder length azure hair with lavender bangs changes to short khaki brown and his eyes go from silver to dark green. His hand reaches out to touch my hair as it changes as well, short grape-violet with celery green tips to long and black. My eyes go from red to navy blue.

With a sigh he stands and fixes his clothes. I do the same.

“I trust my message will get back to him.”

He glares at me over his shoulder before walking to the stairs that lead inside the building. I catch up with him quickly and slam him against the closed door. I grab a fistful of his hair and arch his head back almost painfully so before crushing my mouth to his. He struggles for a few seconds before giving in. I turn him around, lips never leaving each others, and palm the front of his jeans. His breath hitches as he breaks off the kiss, breathing hard, green eyes narrowed in anger.

“Alright, I’ll give him the message.”


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Things will be explained by someone in the next chapter. Read and review please! XD