The Boys Are Back (Rose&Jenyfer)

[GUILLERMO SALAS-ORTIZ]

Rose leaned closer to Fuerte.
"Honey, I'mma let you in on a secret. There ain't nuthin little about it."
She flashed them her own eyebrow waggle, smirking widely.
Fuerte smiled at her, rolling his eyes while Guillermo covered his laughter with coughing.
"Got that right."
She got up, smiling at him.
"You thirtsy? I'm going to get a soda. Continue mingling..."
She gave another smile that was a little off and Guillermo's attention was returned to Fuerte.
The friends quickly had a silent conference about Rose. They liked her. And she was hot.
She beasted all his hook-ups combined.
He looked towards the kitchen, frowning slightly, then stood, going to find where Rose was.

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She blushed furiously, then moved her head at the last second.
"Andrés, are you insane?"
She didn't look very peeved. Victory was his.
"You think he was mad about you looking, Chico, just imagine if he caught you..." She trailed off, blushing again.
"Guillermo won't kill me. Beat me up, maybe. But I've had worse."
"Besides, you can't just come and kiss me, Ira. You're cute, but you're not that cute. You didn't even say hi too me."
Not that cute, huh?
Ira put his hands on the fridge on either side of her, smirking devilishly.
He moved closer, pinning her up against the appliance.
"Hi, Jenyfer," he breathed into her ear, then kissed her.

[JENYFER SALAS-ORTIZ]

Jeny gulped a little, at the striking look in his eyes. He was alright, just alr- oh who was she kidding, boy was mad noms! He spoke in a rich, but logical voice, filling her with all sorts of tingles. "Guillermo won't kill me. Beat me up, maybe. But I've had worse." She didn't really say anything, unable to refute the logic.

Besides, her brain was too busy swimming in her own little romantic fancies. He'd rather risk getting his tail whooped and kiss her, than just to forget this weird little encounter and go back to the living room. Jeny bit her lip, flatter doing wonders on her resolve. He leaned close to her, breathing gently into her ear, as she pressed herself as close to the refrigerator as possible. "Hi, Jenyfer,"

Woah. That was intense.

Her heart thudding loudly in her chest, she resisted the urge to girl squeal on the spot. No, she'd keep it cool. And she'd stay in charge. "Okay... just one kiss. And then we go back to the living roo- Rose?" She was like a deer caught in headlights, staring at the intruder, gently pushing Ira an arms length from her. Great, just great! Of course Rose would have to ruin one of the most romantically intense moments of her life.

Oh how she megaloathed that bitch.

"I guess you're going to go and tattle to Guillermo now." Jeny muttered, bitterly. Great, more drama. Oh! What if he hit Ira! That would be terrible! She wanted to plead to Rose for silence, but decided she would do this over her own dead body! Rose Mercer could suck a Popsicle, Jeny wasn't going to beg dammit! Instead, she crossed her arms and stared at the floor, waiting to hear Rose shout for her Brother to come upon the scene.

[ROSE MERCER]

Why wasn't this one called Suave? He was definitely smooth. "Guillermo won't kill me. Beat me up, maybe. But I've had worse." Rose rolled her eyes, thinking Ira was overestimating the level of like Guillermo held that would save him. Jeny had no response, her eyes fogging up with girlish fantasies. Unlikely, Rose knew the smell of a player, and this one reeked of it. He leaned down and whispered into the innocent girl's ear, making her melt.

Oh, this was just nauseating.

"Okay... Oh, come on. They had to notice Rose standing there. She was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. "-just one kiss. And then we go back to the living roo- Son of a... Oh hey, Jeny was looking at her. Rose waved, obviously uncomfortable. "Rose?"

"Yep." Ugh, this was weird.

Jeny pushed Ira away, neither of them looking pleased with the interruption. Because Rose was SOOO thrilled with it. "I guess you're going to go and tattle to Guillermo now." Right, because that's what Rose spent her time doing. Digging up dirt to tell Guillermo about his darling baby sister.

"No... just wanted a soda. You're a big girl, do what you-" Rose was instantly distracted, seeing Guillermo approach, his face inquisitive. "Hey you. I was going to get your soda for you." She blocked his way a little, smiling a little too bright. All she could think was Jeny better be getting a wrangle on her hormones....

[GUILLERMO SALAS-ORTIZ]

"Okay... just one kiss. And then we go back to the living roo- Rose?"
"Yep.."
Ira was flung backwards as Jeny noticed the girl in the doorway. He groaned.
"Damn it."
"I guess you're going to go and tattle to Guillermo now." Jeny muttered, bitterly.
Ira watched Rose raise her eyebrow, not looking particularly interested.
"No... just wanted a soda. You're a big girl, do what you-"
While Rose was distracted, the rather impatient Ira crossed over to Jeny and kissed her up against the fridge.
Rose stood a few paces from the doorway of the kitchen.
"Hey you. I was going to get your soda for you."
She blocked his way a little, smiling a little too bright.
Guillermo frowned suspiciously.
"You okay Rose?"
He heard something funny in the kitchen and maneuvered around Rose to investigate.
"¿Qué demonios?"
Ira.
Sister.
No.
NO NO NO
"FOLLAR NO HAY!" he hollered.
He glanced at Rose.
"You were just letting this happen? She's my little sister! She's just a kid!"
No. This was not happening to him.
Ira pulled away from her when Guillermo yelled, looking much less guilty than he'd have expected. His expression was more of a slightly exasperated acceptance of the yelling. Like how a teenager looks when his principal yells at him.
"Chill out, man."
Guillermo looked ready to breathe fire.

[JENYFER SALAS-ORTIZ]

Jeny watched Rose with a mild disbelief, unsure whether to believe her or not. "No... just wanted a soda. You're a big girl, do what you-" Rose was pulled by a distraction of sorts, vanishing from the line of site. Jeny craned her neck to investigate. only to be pinned against the fridge, swept into a passionate kiss with Ira. It all happened so fast, Jeny barely had time to react back, save for the soft gasp that escaped her, and returning his kiss.
It wasn't very long, as Guillermo began to bray savagely at them. "FOLLAR NO HAY!"

"Guillermo!" Uh-oh. They were in a bit of a pickle now... Ira pulled away, looking more inconvenienced than anything else.

Guillermo's attention was instantly turned to Rose. "You were just letting this happen? She's my little sister! She's just a kid!"

Jeny looked struck, as Bee barked nervously at the yelling, her large brown eyes confused. Jeny, however, looked ready to stab someone. Kid? KID? Jeny instantly marched in front of her brown, standing as erect as possible to try and match his height. "Kid?" She echoed her thoughts, growling angrily. "Guillermo, you lost your virginity at FIFTEEN!" She pointed at Rose, not taking her eyes off from her darling brother. "So no, she wasn't going to let me do anything, you self righteous pendejo, because I do what, AND WHO, I please, if I so please too." Squaring her jaw, her eyes glittered dangerously, tempting him to push it further. "So before you start casting you little judgmental stones or whatever, keep this in mind: You're little girlfriend, the one you have no qualms schtooping all over the place, gross by the way, is two and a half months older than me."

Okay, in truth, Jeny wasn't going to do anything other than a little, innocent kiss. She was not completely sure if Guillermo was aware of her technical status in the matters of the boudoir, but it wasn't any of his business! Jeny was totally in the right here! She was an adult, and could do what she pleased, just like Guillermo could when he turned eighteen. Hell, he didn't even wait that long.

[ROSE MERCER]

He looked suspicious, crap. "You okay Rose?" Rose smiled, but it fell as she heard a light gasp in the kitchen. And what was worse, Guillermo heard it too. ¿Qué demonios?" She closed her eyes, bracing herself for the eruption, as he passed her. "FOLLAR NO HAY!" Crap.

Rose moved to Guillermo's side hurriedly, as Jeny looked up at her brother, her face flushed and guilty. "Guillermo!"

Guillermo, who was becoming steadily red with rage, turned his focus on Rose, who took half a step away. "You were just letting this happen? She's my little sister! She's just a kid!" How the hell did this turn into Rose's fault.

Jeny seemed affronted by this, taking the reigns before Rose could make any response. "Kid? Guillermo, you lost your virginity at FIFTEEN!" Point one to Jeny's side. "So no, she wasn't going to let me do anything, you self righteous pendejo, because I do what, AND WHO, I please, if I so please too." Rose gave Jeny a slightly encouraging smile. Though it would probably piss Guillermo off to no end, Rose was actually on Jen's side. "So before you start casting you little judgmental stones or whatever, keep this in mind: You're little girlfriend, the one you have no qualms schtooping all over the place, gross by the way, is two and a half months older than me." Annnnd that made things a little awkward.

"I wouldn't have put it... quite like that." Rose said, frowning a little. She gave Guillermo a soothing look, pulling him to the living room. "Guillermo, it was just a kiss. No harm done, let's just go back to the living room." No more fighting. Rose was so sick of fighting! Besos whined a little, licking Guillermo's knuckles, as if trying to persuade him along with Rose.

[GUILLERMO SALAS-ORTIZ]

"Guillermo!"
Jeny was embarrassed and angry, while Ira just looked bored with the situation.
Rose stared incredulously at him when he turned to her. He knew it wasn't her fault, but he needed something to justify his anger.
Jeny stood up to her full height, still quite a few inches under him.
"Kid? Guillermo, you lost your virginity at FIFTEEN!"Guillermo sneered, "We aren't talking about me, Jen."
"So no, she wasn't going to let me do anything, you self righteous pendejo, because I do what, AND WHO, I please, if I so please too."
Guillermo froze, staring at Jeny with shocked disbelief.
Had she had sex already?
No. No way in hell.
Rose smiled at Jeny and Guillermo shot her a glare.
"So before you start casting you little judgmental stones or whatever, keep this in mind: You're little girlfriend, the one you have no qualms schtooping all over the place, gross by the way, is two and a half months older than me."
"I wouldn't have put it... quite like that." Rose said, frowning a little.
"Well that's not..... that's beside the point- Rose isn't.. It's different with me and Rose.... Look, Rose and I are in love, whereas Ira just wants to get in your pants."
Guillermo stuttered through his speech, unable to think of the right thing to say.
Rose gave Guillermo a soothing look, pulling him away.
"Guillermo, it was just a kiss. No harm done, let's just go back to the living room."
He groaned in frustration. No one understood. Ira was... Ira.
But Rose's voice was patient and soothing, and he rolled his eyes, complying as she tugged him to the living room.
He shot Ira a death glare as he left.
He would have to do something about this...

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Ira waggled his fingers at Guillermo's glare.
He turned back to Jenyfer, his eyes darkening a little.
"Way to go, Hermosa. You totally owned your brother. Good thing that flower chick is on your side with that."
He stepped closer again, making sure that Guillermo couldn't spot them through the doorway.
"Sorry we got interrupted."
He kissed her again, after smirking slyly.

[JENYFER SALAS-ORTIZ]

Guillermo sneered at Jeny, his voice dismissive of her point. "We aren't talking about me, Jen." No, they were never talking about Guillermo's issues. His issues were irreverent! He got a free pass from judgment, but everyone else was to cater to his standards of behavior, which did not apply to him. OH! How Jeny hated his stupid high and mighty attitude. Still, Jeny did feel a certain sense of victory, when he stared at her stunned. "Well that's not..... that's beside the point- Rose isn't.. It's different with me and Rose.... Look, Rose and I are in love, whereas Ira just wants to get in your pants."

Jeny scowled at the assumption that Ira just wanted in her pants. Did he have so little faith in her? Sure, he was hot, and maybe a little frisky, but Jeny was the one in charge of that! Ira could want in one hand, as the saying went. She did note Rose's slightly encouraging smile, and the scowl she received because of it from Guillermo. At this, Jeny did not know how to react. Her first feeling was that it was a trap, but really, what could Rose get out of Guillermo being mad at the both of them. It was confusing. "Guillermo, it was just a kiss. No harm done, let's just go back to the living room." Despite his deeply set scowl, and the thick groan that came from him, Guillermo complied, allowing Jeny to breathe easy.

Phew. Crisis averted.

Ira wiggled his fingers boldly at Guillermo, untouched by the drama. "Way to go, Hermosa. You totally owned your brother. Good thing that flower chick is on your side with that."

"Rose." Jeny corrected, distractedly.

She looked up at him, wide eyed as he stepped closer, speaking in his smooth tongue. Was he really so unconcerned with Guillermo fuming in the living room. "Sorry we got interrupted." He leaned down, kissing her again. She was at least prepared this time, though she broke it a little anxious.

"Guillermo's already super pissed, we should go back into the living room." She was a little reluctant, for a variety of reasons. Being glared at by Guillermo for the rest of the night did not sound, in any way, appealing. There was also the fact that there was a total babe jonesing to kiss her... but that babe was also her brothers BFF. Biting her lip, she stepped a little closer to the living room, smiling sweetly at Ira. "We'll talk later though..." With that, she headed back out to the living room, her skirt swishing behind her.

[ROSE MERCER]

Rose was relieved when he consented, going with her to the living room, returning to a perplexed looking Fuerte and Suave. Rose smiled at them, telling them nothing was amiss. Beneath this smile, however, she was worried about the whole situation.

Ira reeked of player, and despite the saying about hating the game, and not the player, Rose couldn't help but be uneasy. She could understand Guillermo wanting to protect his baby sister from that. In that same note, Jeny wasn't the baby he was imagining. She could understand Jeny wanting independence. Jeny was eighteen, it was expected. Also, was Guillermo mad at her? That scowl hadn't been promising, but someone other than Studly McGee needed to be on her side.

It all made Rose's head hurt.

Rose sat back down, relieved to see Jeny following close after them. Good. "Where's you soda?" Suave asked, though Rose could tell he and Fuerte were aware that something had happened.

Crap. "Um, I forgot it on the counter." She gave Guillermo a testing smile, trying to gauge what sort of terms they were on. He was irritable, it was true. Hopefully the other Suave and Fuerte could cheer him a little. Satisfied for now, she went back to the kitchen, tugging the hem of her skirt a little to keep it in place. Ira was there, his face contorted in immense irritation. Aw, poor boy was jaded. Jeny must have shot him down. Pretending nothing had just occurred, Rose pointed at the fridge he was blocking. "I still want a soda. Excuse me." She kept it light, her smile was slightly amused at his expression.

[GUILLERMO SALAS-ORTIZ]

"Rose." Jeny corrected Ira, distractedly.
He rolled his eyes. Oh, whatever.
She pushed him away when he kissed her.
"Guillermo's already super pissed, we should go back into the living room."
Jeny walked to the door then turned, smiling sweetly at Ira.
"We'll talk later though..."
And she left. Ira growled quietly, leaning against the fridge, watching her skirt swish as she walked.
"Where's you soda?" he heard Suave ask from the other room.
"Um, I forgot it on the counter."
Rose. She came back in, standing in front of him, her eyebrow raised. Rose pointed at the fridge he was blocking.
"I still want a soda. Excuse me."
He moved from her way, a light look of deviousness overcoming his features.
"So, Rose, huh? You don't look much like a rose," he teased playfully.
Then he leaned in close, breathing in by her hair.
"Don't smell like one either. More like smoke and cinnamon."
He grinned at her, raising an eyebrow.
In the other room, Guillermo stood, making to follow Rose, finding that he didn't have a drink either.

[ROSE MERCER]

Ira looked up at her, his irritation melting, only to grin up at Rose. Possibly going with the facade that she hadn't broken up his and Jeny's mini scandal. Either way, he moved, which had been Rose's minor prerogative. She stepped closer, reaching for the fridge, prickled by the sultry tone he took with her. "So, Rose, huh? You don't look much like a rose." His smile was teasing, returned with a shrug by Rose.

"Sorry." She replied, delicately. What was this guys angle.

She held her breathe, as he stepped closer to her, smelling her hair. "Don't smell like one either. More like smoke and cinnamon." She looked at him, her eyes offended, as if saying 'are you serious?' He returned it with an eyebrow raise, leaving no imagination to his attention.

Rose let out a patronizing laugh, pushing him away. "Wow. Heh. Personal bubble there Chicho..." There was no warmth in her blue eyes, as she turned away from him, reaching for her pop. Damn bottom shelf, because as she leaned forward, she felt a hand grasp her left cheek. Gasping, she whirled around, her face livid as she balled up her fist. Why that little...

She wanted to hit him in his stupid, smug, pretty, boy face. Where the fuck was his loyalty? He was suppose to be Guillermo's best friend, and he hits on both his sister and girlfriend? Less than ten minutes away from each other. Rose clutched her soda, a snarl almost forming on her lip. "Listen here, Cowboy." She whispered, her voice severe. "I'm going to do you a huge solid, and pretend that didn't just happen. I suggest you do the same." Vermin. Asshole. He didn't deserve Rose's charity. But she wasn't ruining this night, because some dickwad was too frisky for his own good. Turning on heel, she saw Guillermo, her face softening instantly. "Forget about it, it's handled." She started, her voice still angry, trying to stay in the place of the mediator.

[GUILLERMO SALAS-ORTIZ]

She looked at him, her eyes offended, as if saying 'are you serious?'
Rose let out a patronizing laugh, pushing him away.
"Wow. Heh. Personal bubble there Chicho..."
Ira grinned and grabbed her ass as she bent to get the soda. She twisted around, looking like she was ready to kill.
"Listen here, Cowboy. 'm going to do you a huge solid, and pretend that didn't just happen. I suggest you do the same."
"Feisty chick, aren't you?"
Rose turned, spotting Guillermo.
"Forget about it, it's handled." She started, her voice still angry.
Guillermo's eyes were on Andrés Gonzalez, who had finally stopped smiling.
"Take a walk with me, Ira."
Ira complied and the two disappeared out through the apartment door.
Guillermo wrapped his hand around Ira's neck, slamming him into the wall.
"Andrés, listen to me carefully, because I won't repeat myself."His eyes were hard and seriously dangerous. Ira seemed to shrink a little.
"If I ever catch you touching my girlfriend again, there will be hell to pay. And as for Jen, she seems to like you. I don't, really. Not right now. You may be my friend,Gonzalez, but if you hurt Jenyfer,"
He got close up to the frightened guy's face.
"I'll kill you."
He released Ira, who struggled for breath and went back inside the apartment, oddly calm.

[JENYFER SALAS-ORTIZ]

Jeny was sitting, chatting with Suave and Fuetre about the drive up, when Guillermo and Ira walked past them, heading straight out the door, with nary an explanation. Oh god, Guillermo was going to do something stupid, she knew it. Biting her lip nervously, she looked at Suave and Fuetre, her eyes pleading for them to do something. At least react with some concern. But they didn't know what had happened in the kitchen. They could have their suspicions all they liked, no one had confirmed anything. Suave looked at Fuetre, doing they're silent communication, asking if they should investigate. YES! They should! They totally should! But Fuetre shook his head, shrugging a little. Besos's barked, as a loud thud came from the other side of the wall.

Rose came back out, and Jeny turned an accusing eye to her. "Where did they go?" Of course Rose was involved. She was like the sun, but instead of life and energy and crap, she produced drama. They were just the planets, orbiting around her evil. Before Rose could answer, Guillermo reentered. happy as a clam.

Fuetre gave his friend an appraising look. "Everything cool, Bro?"

"Where's Ira?" Jeny ordered, watching out for him to return back into the apartment. Her eyes flashed over to Rose, frowning. This was her fault! Had she just not came into the kitchen, Guillermo wouldn't have known about the kiss, and everything would be fine. Now Guillermo was all riled up! Ugh, why couldn't she just go away.

The sound of the apartment buzzer went off, making Jeny jump slightly, and Besos bark once more at the strange noise. It took Jeny a second to realize who it was. "Oh! It's the pizza guy!" She chirped, standing up and going for her cupcake wallet in her book bag. "Guillermo, if you're done being a spazz, can you ring him up?"

[ROSE MERCER]

Despite her saying she handled it, Guillermo's eyes flashed up to Ira, his tone straining to keep casual. "Take a walk with me, Ira." Oh, well, that can't be good. Ira complied, his smile vanished, as Rose gave Guillermo a pleading look not to start something. It honestly wasn't worth it! But, to know avail, as the gents headed out the apartment door. Rose composed herself, flinching at a loud thud coming from the direction of the living room, went to the living room, finding three (four if you count Besos) curious onlookers, one looking quite pissed off. And of course, this rage was directed at Rose.

Son of a Bitch.

"Where did they go?" Jeny sounded so accusatory, like this was Rose's fault. She was getting a lot of that tonight.

"For-" Guillermo reentered, looking quite calm. "-a walk." Rose finished, on a rather dull note. Families were exhausting. At first she had thought that it was just her family, but no... no. It was all of them. Rose looked at Guillermo cautiously, ashamed and not sure why. Because they couldn't have one fricking normal night? Perhaps.

Fuerte gave Guillermo an inquiring look, but seemed to keep it nonchalant. "Everything cool, Bro?"

"Where's Ira?" Rose wanted, more than anything at that moment, to take Jeny into the back room and explain what just happened. Explain why Ira was a douche, not worthy of her time. That not even a minute after being shot down by her, temporarily shot down if anything could be suggested by Jeny's tone, that he not only hit on Rose, but grabbed her ass. But it wasn't Rose's place. Jeny was a big girl, she could make her own choices. Rose was certain of this. Why'd she feel so wicked then? In the back of her mind, she heard a cackle, which she took great measure to block out. She was sure if she ignored Bruja long enough, she'd vanish. The sound of the buzzer set Besos's off, as she barked nervously. Rose whistled sharply, making the Bridal Pitt cock it's head at her, and lay down, whining softly. "Oh! It's the pizza guy! Guillermo, if you're done being a spazz, can you ring him up?" When had Jeny found time to order a pizza, in all this mess?

Sighing, Rose took her place on the couch, wondering if it would be best to remain invisible for the remainder of the night.

[GUILLERMO SALAS-ORTIZ]

Guillermo came back in, feeling their eyes on him.
Fuerte gave Guillermo an inquiring look.
"Everything cool, Bro?"
"Now it is."
"Where's Ira?" Jeny asked angrily.
Guillermo held his temper. How could she like that sleeze? Of course, this was the same guy that Guillermo had been so excited to see only an hour ago.
He could see the appeal, after knowing the guy so long. Ira was good-looking and tough, something girls seemed to move toward. Ira was also funny as hell and he was actually a nice guy. But his anger was in control of his life. It started when they were just kids. Whenever something hadn't gone his way, Ira threw a tantrum. As he grew, he lashed out in different ways. He was mad at Guillermo for ruining the mood, so he hit him where it hurt. Was Ira a bastard? Yes. Was he still one of Guillermo's best friends? Yes.
The sound of the buzzer made Besos's bark nervously. Rose silenced her dog with a whistle as Jeny jumped up to retrieve her wallet.
"Oh! It's the pizza guy! Guillermo, if you're done being a spazz, can you ring him up?"
Guillermo nodded, going to press the button and Ira walked in, looking at Guillermo guiltily.
"Sorry, Diablo," he said quietly, afraid to look at Guillermo too long.
Guillermo patted his back, then went to Jeny, handing her the money for the pizza. They were his friends, after all, and they could eat anything and everything.
Sighing, Rose sat on the couch and he sat beside her, holding her close in a way that clearly claimed her. No one was making that mistake again.
Suave met Ira's eyes, silently inquisitive.
Ira shook his head, then looked at Jenyfer. Guillermo knew he hadn't intentionally meant to be a complete dick.
He looked over at Guillermo carefully and Guillermo nodded.
Ira sat beside where Jeny had been sitting.