Acting the Part

A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back! How have you all been?

I got the inspiration to write this when my 'Baffy' instincts were getting to me. I figured they are always portrayed as rivals but what if? And thus this story was born.

Happy Reading.

D'artagnan 'Daffy' Knight and Ryder 'Bugs' Bronx, with incredible gusto, struck poses for the paparazzi currently taking their pictures, really hamming it up for their fans at home and around them.

Their recently released movie and the one that promised to propel them into even larger super stardom, portrayed them as a couple much like the previous films had, but this time with racier scenes that had the critics raving over the two actors' 'sexual chemistry'.

Because of this, Bugs and Daffy allowed themselves to touch the other in places they wouldn't normally when in private, the flirting and groping was as much a part of their job as the acting and like the acting, they did it well.

Daffy allowed Bugs to whisper into his ear and come incredibly close, then he pretended to act demure, as if the other man whispered sly words into his ear not meant for others.

This brought out cheers from the crowd and encouraging words from the photographers, prompting Bugs and Daffy to lay on more of the romantic, sexy antics.

For reasons unbeknownst to them, the fans and the critics loved it, and no matter how much it puzzled the actors, making the fans happy was their top priority and thus they allowed themselves to become 'Baffy'.

When they were finally back in their shared limo, all the fire and passion that were ignited between them for their overt display of affection was now used to fan the flames of mutual hatred.

"Did you have to get so close?" Daffy fussed, shuddering with much exaggeration as if he was physically disgusted by Bugs' contact.

"Believe me; it wasn't like I was enjoying myself either. Do you have to wear so much cologne?" Bugs wrinkled his nose and Daffy's mouth fell open; aghast.

"You know? I can't stand you."

"You've told me that a thousand times Daffy. It's not like you're the best company either."

"If I wasn't getting paid for this, I'd have thrown in the towel a long time ago." Daffy mumbled; it was something he said often and just as often, it never bothered Bugs to hear it because Daffy was sure the other man shared the same sentiments.

Louis, their driver lowered the partition to stare at them from the rearview mirror.

"You guys okay back there?" He asked, sounding only slightly annoyed.

Daffy, always the ready and able actor, gave Louis his most reassuring smile. "We're fine Louis. How are the kids?"

Their driver was used to their behavior, in fact, almost everyone who worked with them knew they hated each other; it was no secret. That didn't mean their coworkers and team members didn't get fed up from time to time.

Louis smiled back, clearing his throat a little and returning his eyes to the road. "They're fine, thanks."

Beside Daffy, Bugs rolled his eyes. The raven haired, brown-eyed man really loved laying the charm on thick when it came to getting what he wanted; in this case, it was trying to evade an argument with their limo driver but what would it be next? More ice for his trailer. It never failed to annoy Bugs how spoiled Daffy was and how much he used his status and good looks to charm the people around them into doing his bidding.

Bugs on the other hand, was contented with treating everyone as his equal. He never wanted his fame and fortune to be a big deal and really wanted people to see him for who he was on the inside.

Attempting to find a means to distract him from the other man's aggravating presence, Bugs stared out the window at the stars in the dark sky, hoping that the ride would be over soon.

Once the after party was over with all the events that entailed promoting the film's weekend premiere, Bugs and Daffy were finally allowed to go their separate ways.

Neither of them pretended to be civil as they parted, curse words firing and angry glares shared, it was like the first day on set all over again.

Daffy was so upset he didn't see his friend and former co-star Porky Maxwell sitting on his huge front porch until he nearly walked into the other man.

"Don't tell me Bugs has got you so riled up again." Porky remarked, following Daffy inside the mansion that was as big and flashy as Daffy carried himself.

Daffy huffed and plopped himself on his gigantic couch once they arrived into the living room. "Is it ever anyone else? I tell you Porky, if I weren't getting paid—"

"I know, I know." Porky cut him off. "You'd have thrown in the towel a long time ago."

Daffy smirked and made a gesture to signal he was tipping an invisible hat off to Porky. "Exactly. I mean who does he think he is? Just because he's Ryder Bronx, the most handsome, richest, most illustrious movie star in Hollywood doesn't mean he gets to act like he owns the place." He mocked, punctuating each admiring word with contempt.

Porky smiled and rolled his eyes at Daffy tenderly. "You know? Bugs doesn't act like that. He's actually pretty cool."

Daffy scoffed. "To you maybe, but he's the biggest jerk in the world to me."

"Maybe because in this business, you get as much as you give. Have you ever tried being nice to the guy?"

Daffy frowned. "Why should I? He has the whole world at his feet, I'm sure that I don't make a difference."

Porky sighed and then scooted closer to Daffy on the couch, which wasn't easy considering its size. His friend was a great guy but he was oblivious. He had everything most people would only dream about and yet instead of being grateful, he used his time being jealous of everything Bugs had, while the other man probably never thought of Daffy twice.

"You know what's going to happen?" Daffy spoke, turning on the enormous flat screen t.v. and flipping through the channels. "One day I'm not going to be here, I would have gotten a movie role I couldn't refuse and then it would be the end of 'Baffy' and then what would he have without his costar and romantic interest earning him the dough?"

"Gee, I don't know," Porky deadpanned. "Lola Alves."

Daffy froze. That was another thing Bugs had over him: a super model girlfriend who loved him dearly. It was something Daffy often thought about when he imagined being in Bugs' place; having Lola all to himself. She was feisty, smart and very beautiful.

Stupidly the blush rose to color his cheeks.

Daffy supposed it was his own fault; he never could keep a partner. Somehow, he only managed to get them into his bed and that was it, either his commitment phobia would emerge or his overall bad temperament would have his partners heading for the hills.

"Whatever." Daffy huffed and got to his feet.

"Where are you going?" Porky asked as some Animal Planet show filled the t.v. screen.

Daffy's voice echoed through the house. "To get the liquor, we're going to get drunk off our asses."

The next morning was brutal; Daffy's head was pounding and he felt like he was going to throw up.

It was an awful feeling and internally he cursed himself for letting it get that far. Come on Daffy, you're an adult now…

He couldn't remember the last time he drank so much and silently he vowed never to let it happen again.

He needed to get up, brush his teeth, have a shower and feel like a normal human again. He was about to attempt to get out of the seriously comfortable bed when it occurred to him that he wasn't alone.

There was a soft weight pressing into his side and an arm draped around his shoulder. Daffy panicked. Did he bring someone home last night? He never left the house last night, did he? Or did someone come over?

The only person he could remember was Porky. Oh my god, please don't tell me I slept with Porky. He begged.

Slowly he tried to get the arm off him and nudge the sleeping person awake but that only caused whoever it was to tighten their grip around him.

Realizing that that plan was a bust, he decided to just whisper Porky's name until the other man awoke. But apparently, Porky was a heavy sleeper.

"Come on, Porky wake up." Daffy urged, shaking the sleeping form gently.

A pillow slipped off, revealing a beautifully grey head of hair as the owner rose to look at him quizzically.

Daffy almost fainted. Staring back at him with a freshly awoken but still a little confused expression was Bugs, in his home, in his bed and wait, was he naked?

Then Daffy lifted the sheet to look down at himself. He was naked too! It was worse than he feared.

"Look," Daffy started trying to explain but Bugs cut him off. "Good morning, gorgeous." Bugs smiled and his blue eyes held mischief.

Daffy was about to kick him out, whatever had conspired between them last night, be damned before he was being pulled into warm arms and being kissed within an inch from his life.

He wanted to protest, really but he couldn't bring himself to pull away when Bugs was so skillfully destroying his willpower.

When the other man finally allowed Daffy to breathe, it was only so he could trace kisses down Daffy's neck and shoulder.

"Why don't you stay in bed with me a little longer? You don't have that interview until this afternoon." Bugs persuaded, lips ghosting the shell of Daffy's ear.

Daffy shivered and tried to suppress a moan. "We shouldn't." But he knew his efforts were futile.

"Daffy we're dating, there's no need to be so coy."

The raven-haired man blinked at those bright blue eyes. "Dating?"

Bugs rolled his eyes and ruffled Daffy's hair. "How much did you drink last night?" Then the grey-haired man looked worried for some reason. "You seemed completely sober last night."

Okay, Daffy didn't need to be reminded of last night or did he?

"Do you remember anything else of last night?" He asked the blue-eyed man, hoping he could get some answers.

Bugs stared at him impishly. "Just this." And to clarify he pressed Daffy into the bed and kissed him mercilessly again.

A/N: I rated this story as T but if anyone feels uncomfortable with that, please tell me. Though the story isn't going to get too spicy or too mature, I'd always like people to be fairly warned. Hope you enjoyed, more to come! Oh and sorry for another humanAU. I can't seem to write anything other than that. I'm also writing a oneshot for Lectures on Love, so everyone look out for that. (^_^)