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 Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 7:02 pm
Michale folded his arms over his chest, and looked down threateningly at Angel. He had to force himself to ignore the boy's sudden nervous glance, as if an escape route or a weapon might appear before him. But the room was quite barren.
"Hmmm...where were you last night?" he said, tapping his foot angrily. His eyes were narrowed, and it was taking a bit of self-control to keep his breathing level.
It was as Angel attempted to reply that he noticed the boy's current attire. He closed the gap between them with two steps, even as rage boiled within him He towered over the tiny boy, and grabbed him by the collar of the oversized shirt, lifting him off the floor until he was eye-level with Michale.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 7:07 pm
Angel tried to stay calm. Where was he last night? Well he could just explain- as soon as he tried though Michale's eyes flashed and suddenly the boy felt himself jerked foreward, and lifted off the floor. A terrified squeak was all that came from his mouth as he had managed to muffle any other noises. He had been taught this though Michale didn't like complete silence, he knew this.
"M-Michale-I-Iwas-I saw-and-hewas-" he tried to explain but his fear was getting the better of him
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 7:29 pm
Michale sneered and lifted Angel off the ground until he was eye-level with himself; quite a few inches for the small boy.
"I was here all night! Where were you?!" but before Angel could answer again, Michale had answered for him. "You were with him weren't you! You were with that little boyscout buddy of yours!"
He drew back his fist, about to give Angel a solid thrashing, when the dull glimmer of the shells around the boy's neck caught his notice. His eyes widened, and he growled low in his throat. He threw Angel across the room, and into the desk, not caring how much damage he did. He reached down, and without warning, gave a terrific yank to the twine and shells from the boy's body, with enough force to leave a deep friction burn on the sides of Angel's neck. He cast the item away, not caring where it landed, which was just under the edge of the bed. He brought back his hand and slapped the boy with more force than he had ever used before. It was sure to leave quite the welt.
"How dare you? How? Don't you know better than to cross, me Angel? I thought I taught you better than that?" Michale's voice raised with each accusation, until he was nearly shouting. "And you think you can just explain it all away?"
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 7:41 pm
Angel's hands had gripped the ones holding him uselessly. He couldn't do anything but hold his eyes closed waiting for the blows to come. But when nothing came he opened an eye and Michale suddenly growled and he was tossed backwards into the desk. Stars exploded across his vision, blackening any immediate sight. The jerk of the necklace caused his hands to go up to his neck, feeling for the twine he knew wouldn't be there.
He wasn't even allowed time to gather his wits before he felt the others hand connect with his face and his upper body turned with the force crumpling to the floor. His breaths were ragged with sobs and his small body shook with the shock of the attack. He could feel warmth slide down the right side of his face, the side opposite Michale had backhanded. That side just throbbed, but he couldn't even feel any pain where the supposed blood was coming from, just numbness. Confirming it's existance, blood dripped down over his eye to his cheek and then started to drip faster and faster. His hand went to his forehead, and he looked up at the angry boy.
"M-Michale..I'm...I'm sorry" he whimpered not wanting to be hit again, scared with the fact his head was already bleeding.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 7:49 pm
Michale's chest heaved with anger, and his fists clenched and unclenched at his sides. Angel looked up at him, his eyes infenitely sad and scared. He brought back his hand again, about to continue his tirade....when he saw the blood seeping between the fingers pressed against Angel's forehead. He blinked, and his hand dropped to his side. He felt his rage slowly disappate as he knelt stiffly beside Angel's form. Had he...had he done that? He seemed almost confused, as one hand raised slowly.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 7:52 pm
Angel was literally cowering, body shivering in fear, tears rolling down his face. Michale knelt down beside him. Angel didn't know exactly what to expect. Was he going to hit him again, strangle him, kill him? He knew those thoughts were all so extreme but in a time like this, ones mind did odd things. When Michale rose his hand Angel winced away from it hiding towards the desk that had put the gash in his head, as if that weregoing to hurt him less than Michale.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 8:08 pm
Michale narrowed his eyes, as Angel scrambled away from his touch like a beaten pup. It snapped him out of his confused daze, and he grabbed Angel by the arm, pulling him closer and pushing the hair, now slightly matted with wet blood. Even as he examined the wound, he felt an unfamiliar feeling clench at his insides. It wasn't the first time he had done damage to Angel...but he rarely ever made the boy bleed...He pulled him to his feet, a bit more roughly than he had intended, then turned him so he could look directly into the boy's eyes.
"You are not to leave my sight, Angel." he hissed, then turned him in the direction of the bathroom. "Now go get cleaned up. I'll be waiting right here, so don't even think of sneaking away to go crying to your little buttbuddy."
He turned his back on the boy, and sat on the bed facing the window, arms folded over his chest.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 8:18 pm
Again a small yip came from him as he was pulled closer, Michale examining his head. He kept his eyes averted scared that he would make him more angry.
Managing to swallow the cry that wanted to escape as he was yanked to his feet his fear filled blue eyes, shining with tears, stared back at Michale's.
He nodded quickly and stiffly, wanting to end the confrontation as quickly as possible. As soon as he was released he stumbled a bit and went to the bathroom. Michale's back was turned, but Angel didn't feel any less guilty or upset, or fearful. He managed to clean everything up as best he could. His eye was starting to bruise and the bandage over the wound on his head was already starting to spot through with blood. He applied a second so that it wouldn't soak through and he rubbed his neck staring at the wound in the mirror. The necklace....Kazz....he didn't want Kazz to see him like this, to see him wounded and get into another fight...but Michale wouldn't have it any other way.
Lowering his head he exited the bathroom and stood just outside the bathroom door.
"I-I'm finished" he murmured his eyes still on the floor.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 9:09 pm
Michale had sat on the edge of the bed, still fuming. His mind couldn't escape the one truth...Angel had been so preoccupied with his new friend that he had forgotten about Michale. His Angel...His Angel had forgotten. Had been with another...Had apparently slept with another, if the borrowed clothing was any indication, and came back here with a trinket round his neck from said lover. It set his blood boiling. That boyscout had to be taught a lesson, and soon. Michale clenched his fist. Himo would not be shown up by some bleached-blonde, tree-hugging little brat.
"I-I'm finished"
Michale looked up to see Angel standing there, blood washed away, banage in place. The welt along his cheek was starting to bruise, and the burn wounds on his neck were a livid red against flesh that had gone quite pale. He stood up and walked over to Angel's closet, tossing the second uniform at him. It was making him sick, to see Angel still garbed in that t-shirt, regardless of how adorable it looked on the boy.
"Get dressed. I don't want to get shocked because of this stupid assembly. And don't think that was an idle threat, Angel. You are not to go near that son of a b***h ever again."
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 7:32 am
Angel fumbled with the clothing tossed at him. He pulled the pants on and did them up. When he started pulling the shirt off he paused
"You are not to go near that son of a b***h ever again."
He stared at the inside of his shirt. It even smelled slightly like Kazz. He pulled it off and lay it on the desk chair and pulled on his uniform shirt. He didn't have the tie Kazz had pretied for him...he looked at the piece of green fabric he had roped around his neck. How was he going to....His mind was in so many places. He loved Michale...he did....then why did he have a lump in his throat at the prospect of never seeing Kazz again?
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:30 pm
Michale saw Angel hesitate, and he had to clench his fists to prevent doing further damage to the boy. He rolled his shoulders in agitation and grabbed hold on Angel by the bicep.
"Let's go." he said flatly, turning towards the door. He forgot to grab his blazer in his hurry. The bruise on his forearm was an ugly blue-black about the size of a silver dollar. Then there was the bruising under his eye from the scuffle the day before in the cafeteria. At least his lip was no longer swollen.
He shoved the boy ahead of him, and pulled the door closed behind.
--->auditorium
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:38 pm
Angel bit his lip as he was harshly grabbed by the upper arm and allowed himself to be towed behind. His eyes caught sight of the ugly bruise on his arm which only confirmed his fear from before.
He was hoping it was some sort of mistake, that Michale was just thinking about using, and hadn't actually yet....but....the bruise on his arm...it was all that was needed to tell him. Being pushed foreward his eyes lost sight of it and they remained on the ground as he walked to the auditorium with Michale behind him.
About halfway down the hall Keiran looked up to see Kazu's door. Oh no! He had told Kazu to wait for him at the auditorium....what was he going to do...Kazu would see him and....his pace started to slow down
"I...I don't feel good...maybe...maybe i should see the nurse and she could give me a note for the day...I don't think i should go to the assembly" he stuttered trying to think of an excuse
==>Auditorium
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 8:27 pm
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Ganju snorted as he came into the bedroom, releasing Angel with a shove inside.
"you don't lock your door? Not too bright, are you? But then, I ain't none too interested in your your brain. "
The teen dropped his backpack to the floor beside the door, and he locked the door himself from within. Last thing he wanted was some freak interuption and people to start thinking he was queer or something. He wasn't no queer. But business was business, and this was the way Kazimoto offered to pay. He couldn't say no without at least sampling. Not the way Kazimoto made it sound. Ganju looked around the sparsely decorated room as he began to undo the buttns of his short sleeved school shirt.
"Damn, you are still kinda new, ne? Heh, I done forgot all about how nekkid these rooms can be when you first get here. Speakin' of nekkid..." ganju stripped off his blazer, dropping it to the floor and giving Angel quite the lewd look.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 8:38 pm
Hallway>>>
Angel stumbled as he was pushed inside and he managed to steady himself against the desk. The sound of the door being locked had an almost ominous sound to it. Now noone could get to them....
He blinked when he heard the other speak, he had forgotten he had a nice tone. He could hear the tone in his voice change and he looked up as he seen the blazer drop to the floor and the boys eyes come to rest on him. He swallowed heavily and looked at him from where he was. He had to ask...it was what he was taught...
"I-I-Is there...anything..." he coughed then "Is there anything...you'd pr-prefer?" he asked averting his eyes. HE couldn't put his finger on it but something about the boy just creeped him out, and it was getting him very uncomfortable.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 8:55 pm
Ganju chuckled, somewhat delighted. He advance upon Angel wit deliberate slowness.
"Oh, so ya take request? Well, that's right accomodatin' of ya, ne? Real nice....Lemme think for a sec on that one, ne?" He clasped his hands behind his back as he circled the boy, like a vulture circling it's wounded prey.
"I got it. how 'bout you pretend like you don't want it. Make things a little excitin'."
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