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Vincent's eyes flashed, and he raised his brow. Maybe he really did drink. Oh well, it was too late to fix that. He looked at Lucian, and his gaze softened. "Homados only does what his mommy tells him to. Athena, being the Goddess of Wisdom, thinks she knows what is best for everyone. So of course, she would be behind this. My love, Homados is no threat to me. Yes, he has appeared in my dreams... But, it's nothing serious." the God lied through his teeth at the last part. But he didn't want Lucian to start a problem with the Gods. "Besides, Lulu, you are the Djinn's Heir. Soon to be the Grand Djinn. Don't you think killing a God might make you look bad?" he teased, kissing him on the cheek.

Vincent only chuckled, smiling softly. "If this whiole Headmaster thing doesn't work out, I'll open my own business." the God teased. kissing him. He lifted the Djinn, and carried him down the hall, setting him on the couch. "Now, my powerful genie, you sit here and relax. I have a God that needs to be strangled." he murmured softly, kissing Lucian's forehead.

"If I come back home, and this place looks completely different, you'd better run." he teased, before kissing back. He sighed softly, not wanting to leave the Djinn alone. But it wouldn't take too long. Besides, if he needed him, Lucian knew where he was going. Vincent ran his hand through his hair, before vanishing.

[Exit temporarily]

Vincent returned, storming back into the house, and slamming the door. One of the pictures fell from the wall, and the frame broke practically in half as it hit the floor. His eyes were reflecting off of the white wall in front of him, and he made his way to the liquor cabinet, grabbing three bottles of whiskey, and wine. He glanced around, looking for Lucian, before walking off to his study that he rarely used, and slammed that door as well. The God intended to drown himself in alcohol until he was completely numb, escaping reality. And well, that's just what he did. He popped open the fresh bottle, and threw it back, basically chugging it.

Vincent was on his second bottle, when suddenly, it shattered in his hands, glass flying everywhere and the whiskey now soaking him. "What the... Damn it, Lucian! Can't you see I'm busy?" he slurred, throwing the remains of the bottle against the wall. He couldn't face the Djinn. Not now, anyways. His eyes were blood shot, and he was shaky, and tired. His whole body ached. <******** worthless God.. Thinking he's all that. I'll show him. He thinks I won't show him! Vincent stood up, glass falling to the floor, and drops of whiskey hitting the hard wood. And that was the expensive kind! He couldn't do it. He held his head in his hands for a moment, before looking back up, and punching the wall. Everything seemed to go black at that moment. He was full of rage. How was he supposed to lose Lucian again, all because of a worthless God?

The God lowered his head. He was right, it wasn't worth it. But, he couldn't lose Lucian again. He waited too long. And now, he had to hope that Homados wouldn't convince the other Gods that they shouldn't be together. It made sense, really. But he didn't care. He needed him. Vincent couldn't look at him. He couldn't. He knew he was hurting the Djinn. Besides, his vision was going poor again, as the alcohol kicked in. Wine was one thing, but a whole bottle of whiskey in under ten minutes was another. He sighed softly, and turned to look at him. "Lucian, I-" He fell against the wall, losing his balance completely. You have to stop doing this... his conscious yelled.