Venturo Boarding School (Yaoi~ Spots open!)

[Kira_Deanta]

Rain huffed softly. “Well I’m not the one that’s ‘bending ov-,’ I’m the one giving.” But with the statement Sasha smacked his brother in the back of his head softly.

“No one wants to know that, Rain. And don’t make fun of Belial.” Sasha stated with a glare. The younger twin was the one that had to keep the older one in line, without him he didn’t know how much trouble Rain would get into. Probably more then enough. “And eating people makes no sense. I agree with Belial.”

“You would.” Rain added, his hand rubbing the back of his head. “I’m sure it could be if you gave it a try.”

“Leave him alone, he said that it wasn’t him.”

“Johnny Depp seems like one of those people that have whole stashes of little slave boys in his basement. I’m sure he has room enough for you down there. You’d make a wonderful addition to his collection, Belial.” Rain reached over and took a scoop of his brother’s cooling eggs that he hadn’t touched since they had started talking with the blonde boy. “You’d be his little demon slave.”

“I wasn’t done with those.” Sasha stated with a glare and scooted his plate over away from his brother more.

“Well you weren’t eating them and its bad for food to go to waste.” Rain thought about luring in someone with something other then looks. Vampires had their looks, and some other kind of being had scent. Though there was always the witch in the fairytale that had a gingerbread house. And putting themselves in the place of someone’s relative after they killed them. But no, seducing them with someone’s looks were the best. “Nope. It has to be with the looks. You can go all innocent virgin with them.” The older twin stated.

“Indeed. I couldn’t protect the wrong people. Though Rain could evaporate. He’d just be rained down again.” The younger twin pointed out, picking up a bite of eggs and putting it in his mouth to chew.

“Of course we would win. We’re awesome.” Rain stated after it was his turn to glare at his sibling.

“Stop being so conceded. I’m sure Belial and his twin would have had a chance. After all the bad twin, good twin thing is a total turn on. We’re almost just alike, it leaves little to the imagination when people get to know us.” Sasha explained. “And a sleepover would be awesome. We might have to kick Rain out though.”

“Hey! Why can’t I be there?”

“Because you might take advantage of Belial. And we wouldn’t want that. And indeed we have the same dorm.”

“Of course we have the same dorm. They wouldn’t separate twins.”

“They couldn’t separate Siamese twins is what you mean Rain. They could split us up if they wanted to. Its okay. It happens to the best of us.” Sasha teased his brother, patting his arm to add to the effect.

“F you Sasha. You knew what I meant.” Rain shot back, pulling his arm away from the petting. “And we would love to have you over. We could rent some movies or something.”

“And snack on chips and cookies. I love the mint cookies. They are so good.”

“Sorry but its peanut butter all the way for me.”

“It’ll be so much fun.” Sasha gave a small, soft squeal.

“That’s so cute.” Rain reached over and petted his twin’s head. The first time that he had done so all day.

“Indeed you are. And you should.” Sash reached up and took his brother’s hand from the top of his head and placed it back over on his side of the table. “Keep your hands to yourself.”

“You never do.” Rain replied with a playful smirk on his lips.

“If Belial wasn’t here and we weren’t sitting down I would so hit right now.” Sasha stated.

“It hasn’t stopped you yet.” A soft growl like sound came from Sasha’s throat. “Now don’t get so defensive little brother.”

“Anyway, well we’re glad that we like talking with us.” Sasha was struggling to keep his voice in check. Rain was starting to get on his nerves more then normal for some reason. Trying to show off to Belial? More then likely. “But I don’t know how much entertainment we would be in class. We’re usually very quiet when we’re in class.”

“Yeah. I think the worst thing that we’ve ever done is pass a note between the two of us deciding what we were going to get for lunch.” Rain added. The hostility between the two brothers seemed to have died down. “Aww, Sash. He thinks we’re cool.”

“Don’t be like that Rain.” To Sasha the statement made Belial sound inferior or something like that. “You need to be more in tune with people’s feelings.”

“Sorry Sasha.”

“Don’t apologize to me.”

“Sorry, Belial.” Rain apologized a bit sheepishly.

“That’s better.” In a lot of ways, Sasha was acting like the mother of a child more then a younger brother. But that’s how things always had been. “I’ve never seen a good looking janitor. Just the old ones that smell like dust and stuff.” Sasha jumped right into the next subject.

It was both of the twins that let out groans about going to get their schedules. It would mean that it was getting time for classes to start. They didn’t want class to start. Well maybe Sasha did so that he could meet the science teacher and jump right into the world of chemicals and compounds and mixtures and elements and the boy couldn’t wait to go to that class, just that he didn’t want to go to any of the other ones. He would love to stay in the science lab all day.

“Do we have to?” Rain whined softly.

[FoxyRakei]

ALFREDONAVARRO

Locked Inside A Homemade Cell

Thrown Away Another Shell

This boy made it seem so easy, he wasn't even putting up a fight. Then again, he could just be faking it. He doubted it though. No one had ever played Alfredo. "Anything your heart desires my son," he said retaining godly behavior. He snuggled into the boy watching him twirl his hair. It was a childish display so cute that the senior couldn't help but give a small delighted squeal. "I'd let you stab me whenever you like," he said into the boy's ear. From his peripheral he noticed some head's turning then saw them look away. Some of them were familiar faces, school mates, ex-boyfriend. All knew of his ways and were used to his actions. It was the freshmen or the transfer students that kept watching.

"I try, but I could get into voyeurism," he said twisting the boy's 'stabbing' statement once again. Bless the Lord of sexual innuendos. But then, he broke away. The brunette wanted nothing more to smack the boy for rejecting his embrace but did nothing of the sort. Nothing but a small huff came out of his lips as he picked up his book, messenger bag, and took the boy by the wrist. Leading him out of the cafeteria and the peering eyes, pausing just outside the double doors. He let go of Oliver's hand and started to look around the building. Alfredo's face looked puzzled as he kept looking around quizzically. "So umm....what exactly is your first period," he asked rubbing the back of his head.

Maybe he shouldn't have been so quick to throw a hissy fit. However, what was done was done and he couldn't let this find specimen out of his grasp. He, rarely enough, submissively offered an apologetic bow to the boy. "I didn't meant to throw a tantrum. It was childish of me," he said with his head raised so that he could make eye-contact. His rosarie hung limply around his neck and waved about the air as it waiting for its owner to straiten up.

Time Begins And Round Again

Never Knowing When To End

[sun f e a t h e r s]

The boys who kiss and bitexxAnd if the timing is right, to sneak off into the night.

Oliver let the senior's words play over in his head as he fiddled with his bag strap, subconsciously lengthening the strap so it thumped against his thigh but for still for the most part against his hip. "Voyeurism, eh?" He muttered. People were already watching them; he could tell. Their gazes were boring into him. Oliver hated attention; the limelight just wasn't for him let alone having some pervert watching him have sex. "Why give someone else the pleasure of watching? It's only fun if they don't want to see..." The teen drifted off, his gaze wandering around a few of the faces that had been turned toward them but had since looked away since Ollie had detached himself from the other boy's arms.

A small yelp of surprise escaped the boy when he was suddenly dragged out of the cafeteria. Of course, these actions only sought to attract more attention, so the sophomore quickly ducked his head. He couldn't help but feel that Alfredo probably had some kind of a reputation around here, and not a good one either. His first day and he was already getting in with the 'wrong crowd'. Heh. His mother would just love that.
Something of a smirk twitched at his lips and he barely noticed when Alfredo's hand fell away from his own. It was too bad there wasn't really any way of letting her know about the situation without him actually contacting her. Ah well... Wasn't part of the plan to try and get himself into trouble? Make her regret sending him away instead of her b*****d husband? Well, he hadn't really had a plan when he'd started breakfast, but that sounded like a fun enough one to him. And if it failed, he'd just keep trying new ones. His mother was, as a general rule, a pretty easy target. Soft and easily manipulated. Having Darren around strengthened her resolve a little; he'd just have to find another way to break him down...

The teen was torn from his thoughts when Alfredo's voice reached his ears, and he blinked blankly for a few moments before what he was saying sunk in. "Oh, uh... Chemistry, with... Doctor... Someone..." Oliver wasn't really paying to much attention to what he was saying; he was rubbing his wrist lightly where Alfredo had been holding it. Not because it had hurt, but because the warmth was beginning to leave it, and he didn't like that. He'd never been able to be with Darren in public, it was kind of... Nice, to have someone who did think anything about hugging him or taking his hand (well, wrist) in public. Not that Alfredo... Well it was different, that was all.

But Oliver pushed all those thoughts from his head when the senior abruptly bowed before him. "Never apologise." The dark haired boy returned without even thinking. As far as he was concerned, everything anyone said or did was obviously something they wanted or needed to do or say, even if they weren't consciously aware of it, and so they should not have to apologise for it. Of course if you bump into someone while you aren't looking where your going or something then it's a different story, but he didn't see any need for Alfredo to apologise. After all, who was he to say what the senior could or could not do?

Ollie's mind wasn't on apologies and when they were appropriate though, his mind and his eyes were both on the cross around the older boy's neck. Instinctively he reached out with one hand and grabbed it, tracing its grooves with his thumb. "One of the commandments is that no other Gods are to be worshipped. You can't be my God, and follow him at the same time, can you?" The sophomore asked curiously, but his eyes never left the small token in his hand. Faith seemed a fickle thing. Oliver was a boy of science and facts. He was willing to take a leap of faith for science, but not for some holy ruler who had so much more against him than going for him.
He wondered absentmindedly as he turned the cross over in his fingers if Alfredo really was a believer, or if he just liked the looked of the rosary. After all, what kind of devoted follower went about stabbing people and venturing in voyeurism?

The boys are too refinedxxAnd if I’m given the chance, to be a doll in his hands.

[sun f e a t h e r s]

These little wondersxxOur lives are made in these small hours.

Benji nodded in agreement to Rail's words, a small smile gracing his lips. Clearly that matter was settled now - the pixie was so caught up in the conversation he forgot that it was merely a discussion, and not an actual debate that needed to be won to stop the principal from forcing two papers onto the teacher across from him.

He perked up at the suggestion, before his face fell. "Well, maybe not that soon," Benji told him, "I don't have the equipment here, but I can always ask my landlord, Troy to ship it here for me. He wouldn't mind, he's great like that!" The cook nodded his head in confirmation, his bright smile returning to his lips. Then he wouldn't have to put up with just press-pot coffee everyday! Why didn't this occur to him sooner? No matter that he'd only arrived yesterday, and thus had only just realised his predicament this morning. "I wouldn't mind fixing you just another press-pot in the mornings though, they only take three minutes to make. It's not like the whole cafeteria is going to disintegrate in that time." And such was the difference between working in a school cafeteria and a five-star restaurant. It was positively wonderful knowing he had time to fix a coffee while he cooked. Or even just time to breathe, that was probably the biggest plus about this scenery change.

The pink-haired male let out a soft squee when the writer continued to speak. "It's no problem~! But yeah, one monthly should be fine. There'll only be minor changes, but it lets me mix things up a bit." He beamed, resting his chin in one hand, elbow propped up on the counter, the other simply resting on the counter parallel to his body.
But while he had time to talk, there was one other thing he wanted to ask... "This school is practically in the middle of nowhere, what do you guys do for fun?" Benji had no real sleep pattern, it was just a few hours here and there and that was enough to keep him going. So when he clocked off, he usually caught up with a few friends and went out clubbing. There was no such thing as a quiet moment in Benji's life. Somehow; he figured that would more than likely be changing now he was a teacher. The whole... Set the example deal.

((The thread must live! *Superman pose* ))

These little wondersxxThese twists and turns of fate.

[Goggle Head]

Raleigh Jennji

"Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it..."

"Oh, no real coffee yet? Well, as long as I able to get this coffee, then I'll be content. This one is really good as it is." Raleigh smiled innocently at that. Though, of course he would like to have real coffee, but this coffee was good for now. After all, it's what he normally had, back in the Teacher's Louge and all. Although, he never really did figure out how to work that thing... Darn confusing technology... Like computers! Rail liked them, but he definitely preferred pen and paper. Along with a Dark Room to Digital pictures where you have to adjust them to Photoshop and whatnot... It was much easier, althoguh Rail rather hang on to his old ways. Might as well get along with the program, right?

"Oh, thank you!" Raleigh smiled happily at that. He couldn't wait to have that cooking piece in the Newspaper. He was sure the kids would be excited about it too.

At the question of what to do, Raleigh took a moment to pause and ponder. "Well... A few miles north of us, there's a big city. I forgot it's name, actually... But it's really quite simple to get to. Like I said, you basically just go North. There's plenty of shops and places to eat at. There's a Starbucks that I visit everytime I go... Hmmm... There's all kinds of things there... There's also going to be a carnival there soon. Although, Dr. Toshihiro isn't giving the student time off to go to it, I don't think. Unless it lasts till the weekend, then they can go. At least, I think the students are allowed to go to the city on the weekend. They have to be back at a certain time though... Curfew and all.

"To the south of us there's a small, tiny town. It has some grocery stores that are cheaper than the big city. It takes a bit longer to get there, but everything's cheaper, so if you're looking for soemthing, it might be the best to go there... And... I think that's it."

"Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it."

[Kira_Deanta]

Quinton felt the urge to roll his eyes at the comment. “I highly doubt that god intended for us to gamble away our money and belongings. Or even openly a person going back to some ancient civilizations.” He paused though for a moment, thinking about the rest of the statement. “Well, I suppose it’s a good thing something got you through your younger years, I would hate to not have you here at the moment.” The history stated, his voice a bit stale in tone. “Though I had something else to help me through mine. Books mostly and the help of a very good teacher.” The man explained. He wasn’t trying to be rude about the other’s taste in after school activities he just held a dislike for the habit. Quinton had formed his stack of cards into a neat deck in front of him and he flipped his first card over in between the two teachers. Nope. Not a Jack.

The history teacher had to agree with the math teacher. It was by chance that he had opened up to his teacher and it was by chance that he had responded in the way that he had. Not to mention it was always a small whim that usually sparked large events in history, though a lot of them had been thought out too. “I suppose you’re right.” An elegant eyebrow was lifted at the mention of insignificant things being bet, though, both of the eyebrows shot up his forehead slightly when the lint was taken out of the other’s pocket and placed on his desk. Did had he have pocket lint? The older man thought. He wasn’t sure. So Quinton reached down into his pocket and felt around. Nothing. So he slid his chair back a bit to look in his top desk draw. He reached in and pulled out a pink eraser. “Will this work?” He asked setting the object down next to the pocket lint.

[Kira_Deanta]

Leo shrugged his shoulders slightly, his mind wondering back to Vincent not at all worrying about the way the boy was studying him. He had been a model for other students’ work and during college. The difference? In college he got paid extra for it and he had to be nude most of the time. He found modeling for his students much more comfortable, he didn’t have to be cold in the process. Leo was wondering what Vincent was going to do to the other boy. It wasn’t like him not to do something. He supposed that he would have to worn Stephan to stay out the boy’s way for the time being.

“Don’t give up on something just because it isn’t working out the way you want it. Maybe its meant to be something else.” The teacher stated, lifting his eyes to glance at the new student. “What grade are you in anyway?” He asked. He wondered because it didn’t matter what grade you were in to attend an art class, just it was a process, go to one class and calcify for another. That’s how it worked for the most part. Though there were those students that got to skip a class or two to get to a certain class that went with their major.

[Aww! I'm sorry to hear about your loss! My boyfriend lost his mother and his grandmother all within two months. It bites lossing people. *hugglesandhuggles*]

[Happy-Faces-Anira]

[-Will reply to Meiko/Stephen tomorrow-]

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So, he’d been heard? He was a better pirate anyways, ran in the blood, ninjas weren’t his thing. Belial didn’t even need to speak, smirking at the smack Rain got from Sasha. He giggled and pointed teasingly, putting his hands to his lap soon after. He giggled once more, this time to Rain’s whining, nodding, “Yes, we have to.” He stood up, took both of the boys hands and lead them off, after making sure they had all their belongings. He spoke as they walked. “Yeah, you shouldn’t make fun of me, Rain, I’m over emotional and bi-polar. I’m also from a rich family, we own assassins, you don’t know what calls I could make.” he turned and gave a scary face, a smiling scary face, then giggled and turned away. Of course his family didn’t have assassins. They had hit men, totally different. He had already forgotten what they had been talking about to get such reactions though, for the next few bits, so he kept quiet and continued to walk on.

Belial turned with a huff and stuck out his tongue, proclaiming rather unhappily, “Johnny Depp was voted sexiest man alive this year, if you hadn’t noticed. And sexy men don’t hoard little boys in their basement, little boys hoard themselves in sexy men’s basements. And I’m not a demon! Perhaps half pirate, but then again, it doesn’t usually count if that pirate sucks, does it?” Speaking of Aliston~ Where was he, at this moment? Last time Belial had seen him he had been falling asleep at Belial’s door step. Oh well. “You’d make a pretty good slave, too, Rain, so you shouldn’t talk. I can imagine it now, you’d be my slave actually.” He teased. “I can see all the pretty dresses and what not I could put you in.” He laughed softly, shaking his head. Belial’s face went red, but he kept facing the other way, so it wasn’t seen, though it was obvious if you saw it. Belial was pretty damn pale. “How would you know I’m a virgin, hm? I could be a whore for all you know, secret life after school and all that.” He smirked to himself.

Belial had to laugh some more. “And I could do what? Damn you all to hell and all that nice stuff. We could hang out with the Devil and my brother Philatanus.” Phil, also sharing a demons name, was nothing less then a saint really. Give or take his ***** tendencies with Adriano. “Eh, I doubt it. I’m sure you guys would win, evil twin good twin is only hot when it’s two of the same gender, in my opinion. “ He said calmly. He had to agree though. Rain and Sasha did act a lot alike. He lifted an eyebrow to the kicking Rain out of their sleep over bit, then laughed at Sasha’s reasoning. “He’s right, I’d feel much safer with just Sasha, who knows what you would do if he went to get some more popcorn from the store or something and I had to take a shower? I’d be completely helpless and you’d be able to have your way with me, force me to keep quiet about it and do it repeatedly without the school year.” he nodded firmly. “I’d much rather be Johnny Depp’s slave.” he laughed.

“If my sister were here, I’d be begging and pleading to be separated.” He laughed, nodding to himself. Sharing a room back at home with Celial was hard enough. He held back laughed to the conversation between Sasha and Rain, finally butting in with, “Chocolate chip, for the win.” he smirked to himself, then turned to Sasha and nodded enthusiastically. “I know!” he giggled and once more continued to walk on. He smirked to the keep your hands to yourself comment and Rain’s reply. “I don’t think I’d be needed after all at one of your sleep over parties, at this point.” he playfully teased.

“Well quiet or not I think you guys will be fun. I’ll just make you guys talk, if not, I’ll sit in the back with you. If we run out of desks, maybe I’ll sit on….Sasha’s lap.” he laughed softly and looked to Rain, sticking out his tongue softly. “At least until we get desks, then I’ll sit on one of those.” he smiled, nodding his head. He looked back though as Sasha scolded Rain, raising an eyebrow and smiling softly. “It’s fine, I don’t mind. It’s true, after all.” He smiled again, then smirked, shaking his head as they neared the office. “No, really, this janitor was hot. I mean, like, if I hadn’t moved, who knows what I would’ve let him do to me. In a way, it’s a good and bad thing. He could’ve been a really good boyfriend.” Belial sighed dramatically, and then opened the door to the office, named the three of them and got all of their schedules, and then slipped them all out of the office. “Now….” He looked them over, smiled, and handed them to their respective owners, along with his own to Sasha. “I’m pleased.”

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So, Aliston might be trying to make a move on the drunken blonde, so what? He was head over heals for that funny accent dude, or whatever he was. Who knew if he had an accent? …Sammy. But that wasn’t the point! He could flirt all he wanted to, he could flirt with a married man and or women for all anyone cared. Right now he just so happened to want to flirt with Sammy. He was cute, smaller then Aliston to say the least, a big turn on. So he liked tinier people, what of it? He just thought they were cute. At least he wasn’t like that Phil boy, his brothers son, Belial’s brother, flirting with a five year old looking 13 year old freshmen. What was he now? Like…a college freshmen or something? Comparing himself to Phil made Aliston feel a lot better about himself. “Yeah, a cute little bartender, the cutest of them all. No one would come for the liquor, only for you. But I wouldn’t let any pervs get to you, promise.” he winked, then laughed, rubbing the side of Sammy’s face softly. “Oh, I understand, really.” he assured the drunk blonde, blushing softly though shaking it away quickly. He patted Samuel’s back softly, though not while he was drinking, to help him out a bit. It was kinda gross when you first drank heavily, or heavily for your person, and got that nasty taste from that nasty stuff. Aliston remembered it quite well, even if his wasn’t so bad.

How bad Aliston felt for getting Sammy drunk. That wasn’t a good idea, after all. It’s not like anything was going to happen, getting him drunk just made him feel bad. And Sammy feel like crap. He’d had better screw ups. Sammy would probably have a headache, hangover, et cetera, et cetera. Whatever happened, it wasn’t going to turn out good. So that’s why Aliston would do whatever he could for Sammy at this point, no matter what it was, even if that meant stripping him naked and bathing him in tomato juice. Wait…wasn’t that for skunk smell?….Well, he’d do it anyway! And he wouldn’t enjoy it! No way! No…way… “H-Huh!?” he jumped slightly, once more feeling Sammy cling to him, scratching his head under his hat and laughing nervously. “I see…” he listened to the bits and pieces he got about tea, and Amador. What was Sammy’s tea doing in Amador’s room anyways? Oh whatever, Aliston wouldn’t think of it. “I-” He cut himself off as the ‘reward’ came up, gulping and feeling himself nearly break into sweat. More then likely it’d be some kind of drunken kiss on his head or something, but that didn’t keep Aliston from freaking out, “Kiss?! On…on the lips? Like..” he pucked his lips and nodded his head, then soon feeling like a fool, stood straight and brushed Sammy off gently. “Alright then, I’ll go get it for you.” he said in a deep-ish voice, really cheesy if you asked someone else. He wrote a note real quick, placed it on the inside of the door, made sure Sammy was secure in the chair, patted his head, and then wandered out to find Amador’s dorm. Where was that guy, anyways? He asked a few people, who pointed him out to Aliston, and so he wandered to wherever they pointed to. He got lost though, and bit his lip, looking around, “Amador!? Amador!?” He called, looking around a bit more. He was a blonde, what did you expect? “Amador!?!!?!” Back with Stephen though, Aliston had made sure if he were to get better before Aliston got him his tea, the note on the door would read to him,
“

Dear Sammy,
If you calm down and become a bit more sober, then please stay here. I’m going to get your tea from Amador, and then I’ll be back. Promise to stay? Well, if you’re not going to, then leave now………………………………...


If you read this part, which should have the paper folded up to cover it, then you stayed! HA! And if you just read it and left, then……well, your not getting tea, your loss.

Sincerely, Aliston.

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[Happy-Faces-Anira]

Adriano & Lysander

“You’re right, my schedule has been hectic recently and I can’t seem to pull myself from this bump in the road that is my teaching career. Children just aren’t my thing, at least, not at the moment. I wanna see real talent this year, and hopefully that’s what I’ll be getting.” he nodded firmly, sighing slightly. “Perhaps then I’ll warm up to the children.” he laughed. The few children he liked were that of his own family, which consisted of Adrian, and his older brother. Perhaps even that little friend of his, but that’s all. He had a little thing for older people, and had never even thought of ‘dating’ someone younger then him. To Lysander, younger meant inferior, or stereotypically submissive. He wasn’t a forceful man, and so he had vowed to only date someone older then him, or at least someone who he thought was older. If he were to fall in love with someone without knowing their age and it turned out they were younger, but still held the qualities he liked, then perhaps then. He was picky.

Adriano was a clingy, over reacting kinda of person. To him Meiko was his until he got a boyfriend/girlfriend, or something. Then he was theirs, but until then, he was Adriano’s. He flustered at the wink given to Meiko, shaking hish ead and grabbing Meiko’s arm. “No winking! That’s weird!” He insisted. He let them talk though, searching soon for the candy Lysander had taken from him before they left, grabbing a piece and handing one to Lysander, who rolled his eyes. He offered one to the other teacher, and Mei, then shoved the rest in his pocket subconsciously.

Adrian giggled, shaking his head. “Mei is more talented! He’s gonna be a pro! For sures!” he exclaimed, gaining a nod from Lysander. “If he’s as good as I’ve been told, then yes, ‘for sures’.” He laughed gently. Smiling, Lysander stood, wiped himself off, and ate the piece of candy given to him. It was ok. “Sooooo~” Lysander laughed at Adriano’s impatience. “Well, you’ll be acting in the play with Meiko.” Adriano gasped, tugging Meiko’s sleeve gently. “Mei! Mei! We’ll get to play together! Is it that one with your name, Lysander?” he asked curiously, getting a nod from the elder male. “So we get to wear pretty dresses?” Lysander grinned, nodding once more. “Yes, in fact, I think we have your dresses picked out already. Stop by during lunch, Adriano, to see yours. You’ll be coming for after school practice, since you didn’t sign up for theatre. We’re lucky they had it at your elementary for a little bit, otherwise I wouldn’t dare put you in.” Adriano stuck out his tongue, shaking his head. “I guess that’s alright.” he shrugged slightly. “Don’t you think were gonna have fun, Meikoo!?”

[FoxyRakei]

ALFREDONAVARRO

Locked Inside A Homemade Cell

Thrown Away Another Shell

The brunette was enjoying all the smalltalk but it all had to come to an end sooner or later. Besides now he was bowing in defeat in front of a boy who didn't accept apologies. "Dr. Toshihiro, you should get to know him properly, after all, he is the principle," the boy said as he straightened himself out, drawing himself closer to the boy so that he wouldn't lose his grip on the metal chunk around his neck. "But I must seek pardon, for you see, there is no church here to confess my sins to," he said with a small smile as he watched the boy play with his rosarie. Ah, his beloved rosarie, the thing that both saved him and condemned him. The senior drew in closer to the boy almost brushing his lips with the younger teen.

"However," he said pulling away from the boy and almost snapping his chain, "I am not praising another god. I am still faithful to my Lord and savior. You'd be the one worshiping me, I merely claim to be your own personal god," he said carefully putting his 'baby' in his bookbag. He was supposed to be giving Ollie the grand tour, not convincing the boy to worship the ground he walked on. So, gently this time, he took the boy by the hand and led him down the corridors.

He pointed out in all directions mentioning what was around every corner and behind every door on the way to the classroom. "Down this way are the freshmen/sophomore dorms, but I'm sure you knew that already. You'll find the junior/senior dorms through here. My dorm is 12a if you ever feel like talking." One would think that he was acting to polite, and he was. There were no sexual innuendos, no suggestive tones, just a tour guide. After a while of pointless hallways and locked doors the duo finally arrived at their chosen destination. "This is your destination," he said standing outside the door. He didn't want to go in, Basil was probably in there and he didn't feel like having one of his famous chats with the principle on the first day.

"Is there something else you need? Anything at all?" Alfredo asked, his sexual desire back and willing. He didn't want the boy to go into the room, not that there was much to do in there, however. It seemed like the boy liked being alone, a habit the brunette could accept, as long as the raven was alone with him.

Time Begins And Round Again

Never Knowing When To End

[Kira_Deanta]

Sasha and Rain sighed again when Belial made them get up from the table to go get their schedules. The two twins both took up their trays and put their stuff away in the place where it was supposed to go. Sasha and Rain exchanged looks between them when Belial took each of their hands and was leading them the way to go.

“Oh, then don’t stop teasing him Rain. You might get assassinated and I would be the only child like I was supposed to be.” Sasha encouraged with a smirk at his older brother.

“Hey! Who says you were supposed to be the only child? I’m the one that came out first, it should be me that’s the only child.” Rain explained with a smirk of his own. “And you can’t pull off the scary face Belial. Its just not in your character.”

“He does better then you do.”

“Hey! You’re supposed to be on my side! You’re my brother!”

“That doesn’t mean anything when it comes to matters like these.” Sasha stuck his nose into the air.

“Belial, I’m sure Johnny has a place for you in his collection. And he trades little boys on the black market. Didn’t you know this? So of course he has slaves in his basement. The little boys that aren’t his slaves are outside of his house.” Rain explained.

“Shut up Rain. You’re so stupid.” Sasha stated with a roll of his eyes. “You have pirate in you? That’s cool.”

Sasha had to giggle at the thought of his twin being a slave, and a one that is owned by Belial. And the pretty dresses and stuff he would put him in.

“Don’t laugh Sasha! You’d make a better one then me. ‘Oh, oh, master! Right there please?’” Rain mocked his voice going a bit higher. “And I didn’t say you were a virgin, just that you would act like one. Big difference there. Like Sasha does.” Rain pointed over at his brother who glared at him.

“Damning us to hell would be fun. Its always hot down there though. I rather like winter myself.” Sasha explained. “Though your brother would be a nice thing to add in there. We’d be having parties and stuff. Hell wouldn’t be a bad thing anymore, it’d be better then heaven.”

“Not with you there.” It was Rain’s turn to get in a shot, but he got flicked in the head for it by his brother. “Ow. And we were talking about if you guys were both boys.”

“Rain, be quiet. Belial doesn’t feel comfortable around you, that’s why you would be kicked out of our sleepover. So kiss my whoopie cakes! You can’t molest our poor Belial.” Sasha defended the blonde haired boy.

“Fine, be Johnny Depp’s slave. And kiss my patootie Sasha.” Both twins wrinkled their noses at the chocolate chip cookie idea.

“I suppose we’ll all have to get our own bags of cookies. Since none of us like the same kind.” Sasha stated with a shrug of his shoulders. The younger twin then stuck his tongue out at the blonde haired boy. “We don’t do anything with each other. Rain’s just wishes his fantasies would come true.”

“Oh yes, my fantasies includes my twin brother.” Rain stated sarcastically.

“You know they do. And Sasha for the win!” The younger twin stated with a smirk. “You just come on too strong Rain, really.”

“Yeah, well I least I have self control. Don’t worry Belial if you feel something poking you when you sit on Sash’s lap, its all just a part of nature.”

“I still am a little unbelieving of the whole hot janitor thing. Plus it kinda freaks me out too.” Sasha admitted with an embarrassed smile at Belial.

Sasha and Rain waited while Belial handled getting the sheets of paper with their schedules on them. Once they had them in hand the twins stood close to each other and looked over the two.

“I have chemistry first.” Sasha stated with a soft squeal. He got to wake up and go to his favorite class.

“Art first? What the f is that? I never signed up for art!” Rain complained making his brother elbow him.

“And it looks like you have history first Belial, just as you thought. But I looks like we have English together, with Rain. Of course.” Sasha sighed softly. “And also math.”

“I don’t have math with you, I have tech.” Rain stated looking over the pages.

“Well brother dearest it looks like we don’t have so many classes together.” A cheeky smile came to the younger twin’s face.

“It does look like it. But that’s okay seeing as I don’t want to be held back by you.”

[Lorian DeWithial]

Lorian DeWithial

Lorian smiled, "I will finish it, but not right now, the picture is not forming right, it will later though. It might not be you though." He explained, glancing back at the unfinished picture before turning back to the boy with the skateboard. He had started drawing the outlines cafefully. He hated to copy pictures; he could do them, but he hated it. "Year... 12." He answered not looking up from the image that was slowly forming on the page. It never took him long to draw in construction lines or to frame the body, and soon he was rubbing out the graphlines on his work and the picture, taking care not to damage either.

((Thanks, but it's alright. She wasn't in pain and now she's at peace. She was a sick woman, now she's no. Thank you all the same though.))

[Kira_Deanta]

Leo’s eyes turned to watch the student start his project and he shook his head. He stood from his desk and walked over to where Lorian was. “That’s not how you do this kind of drawing. You don’t bother with frames and making anything before you start besides the grid.” The fair haired teacher explained. He pointed to the top right hand square. “Start here and just draw what is in that square and then work your way across the picture going right, then drop down to the next row. If your try to do frames your picture won’t turn out right with this type of project.” Leo’s finger had shown what the needed to do as he spoke. “If it helps cut out a single square from a dark piece of paper and place it around the square that you are working on so that you aren’t tempted to draw another square besides the one you are on.”

The teacher moved back to his desk, but it was to open his desk draw and take out a dry erase marker. “Well this will be your last year then. Are you excited about being done with high school?” Leo asked walking over to the white board, as he started to write out the lesson plans for first block.

[Lorian DeWithial]

Lorian DeWithial

"Thanks." Lorian said as he moved to draw the square he about to rub out, he looked at the image and thought about how strange it was going to be, drawing box after box with it's contents, he could see how the picture would be formed, and started drawing the way that Mr. Gage had shown him. "Not really, I am going to uni after this and doing a psychology degree and my art major, so this is just another step on the ladder really. I haven't finished learning yet." He thought about the boy, Vincent, and wondered what he would like out of life, then he thought 'he needs to grow up properly first.'

[Kira_Deanta]

“No problem.” The teacher stated. His hand writing was elegant. Its was from years of calligraphy. Some of the people from his college still got him to write out Christmas cards and things for them, it was an easy why to make a quick buck when he needed it. That he was having trouble with his finances are anything. “Yes, but you’ll be free of the drama that seems to come with very high school and get away from boring high school teachers. Start out with a new slate after this. Not that you’re not starting with one here.” The student was new after all. “It must be hard coming to a new school for your last year. I put up a fight to stay at my school for my senior year. I didn’t want to have to start all over with new people for just one year.” Another shrug came from the man’s shoulders as he finished with the explanation of the project they were going to do that day. Maybe he was more prepared then he thought.