It's Kurt and Brandon, still arguing with each other

"Hey! You better explain yourself...!" Brandon was still growling threateningly, as he kept following Kurt down the path that was leading them back towards the cabin. They'd both picked up their stuff on their way out of the water, but only bothered to put on their shoes and bundled up the rest of their clothes under their arms as they walked.

"Explain what?!" The blonde guy just laughed back at him, without slowing his steps for a second, but then spun around with an angered snarl when Brandon tried to grab him by the shoulder. The glare only lasted for a second however, before his face cracked up in another of those annoying grins he liked to wear.

"What exactly do you need explaining, huh?" Kurt spat at him, while the wicked grin turned even more sinister, as if he'd just made the decision to stand and fight instead of running away again. "I just had your cute girlfriend hitting on me, and so I was hitting right back at her!"

"Yeah, right!" Brandon growled back at him in return, even as he'd had a bad feeling about all this from the beginning. Even if the guy was a bad sport and a liar, there could very well be a small amount of truth to what he was saying. The kind of truth that Brandon might have been better off not hearing anything about...

Ashley hadn't quite been herself ever since they got to the cabin, but so far Brandon figured that he'd mostly had Zack to worry about. Compared to that, seeing his girlfriend getting herself involved with a guy like Kurt was like a slap to the face however.

"What? You don't believe me?" The guy was obviously trying to provoke him by now, and it took a lot of willpower not to fall for it and simply punch that ugly smile off his face as he raised his hand in some groping gesture. "She sure let me have a good look at her at tits at least...!"

"Oh, yeah...?" Brandon wished he could find some way to level the playing field, without resorting to outright ****, but the one thing he was able to come up with was more like something a small child would say, rather than a grown up man. "Your cousin's not that bad either!"

"Hey, leave Heather out of this!" Kurt laughed it off in an instant, just like Brandon supposed he would, but still surprised him with the sudden heat in his voice and the glare he shot him as the words passed his lips. Apparently he'd managed to find a weak spot after all, even if it was hardly to compare with groping another guy's girlfriend.

" I guess she's the one easy girl he'll never get his hands on..." Brandon made a fairly adequate guess at the relation between the two cousins, and for some reason his tongue raced ahead of him while he was still trying to figure how to turn this whole discussion back in his own favor. "I bet that's why you can't get yourself a real girlfriend? Just because they realize you're only into boning your own family, huh...?"

"What the hell does that have to do with anything...?!" Kurt was almost about to yell out loud at the other guy, who'd now been following him persistently even further back down the trail and towards his relative's cabin. He somehow managed to stay his own tongue at just the right moment though, as he realized that this was simply yet another way to make him lose his face.

Still it'd managed to seriously hurt his wits however, and he found himself glaring back at the guy by far more intensively than he'd wanted to. There was certainly some truth to those words after all, and it was difficult for him to deny how much he'd lusted for his cousin's hot body over the last couple of years - with a kind of culmination this very morning, when he'd got much too close to grabbing her by ****...

"At least I get around to more pussy than you do!" He finally retorted, while feeling like an idiot for allowing someone to catch him off guard like that, and painstakingly managed to put his best grin back on his face again. "And it seems like your girlfriend is getting a little bored about playing with you as well..."

"The hell do I care...?" The guy was obviously bluffing by now, as the anger was still fully visible in his dark brown eyes, but he still managed to tip Kurt's balance by following up with another sharp reply. "As long as I know that your sweet little cousin is more than happy about giving me head again..."

"Oh, no, you didn't..." Kurt was surprised that the guy would even try coming up with a lie like that, and seriously shocked to find that Brandon could put on a poker face just like his own. The very idea of Heather actually going down on this guy was simply revolting to him, after all the shit he'd already been through today, and before he knew it he was suddenly throwing the first punch...

Somehow Brandon was able to see right through him however, and a second later the furious blonde teenager found himself tumbling face first to the ground. He wouldn't allow it to dissuade him from trying again though, and he felt like his pride was on the line as he quickly stumbled back to his feet and threw himself at his opponent once again.

What Kurt failed to realize was that Brandon had a whole lot more experience from the contact sport he was playing, and it was just a matter of seconds before he was sent flying once again. This time he tumbled backwards though, with the other guy right on top of him, and they both ended up rolling down the steep slope right next to the narrow path.

Sticks and branches whipped and bruised their bare skin, before they finally came to a sudden halt that knocked the air out Kurt's lungs for a couple of seconds. It still took him a few more moments to see through the red haze of fury that kept welling up inside of him, and to realize the pain in his right arm as he found it bent in an unnatural angle across an unfortunately placed rock...