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Blue eyes scanned the room. It was empty at the moment, and noises from other children in the house had slowed.

Luel's fingers twitched softly as they lay beside him in his bed. The day had absolutely sucked. Icarus decided to make a random stop at the mansion and hadn't come back yet. So -he- had to figure out how to put the younger ones to bed.

He rolled to his side. He often wondered what happened to Lemon and Bob, if they ever talked again, or even wondered where he went. Then he found himself wondering why he cared in the least bit anyway.

He left his window open, and a cool breeze was comfortably flowing itself into the room. Though he often found himself awaking in the later portions of the night scared out of his mind at what could come through that window.

Icarus had always told him everything would be okay. There weren't many people around and he was on the second floor anyway. Though, from seeing some of his 'siblings' in this house, he was confident -something- could find its way into his bedroom.

Luel sat up abruptly and decided he was thirsty. Thirsty enough to get his mind off of things anyway. His footsteps creaked against the old house floor as he made his way into the dimly lit hall and down the lare flight of stairs.

He was walking in his pajamas, something people normally did around this house, though his only consisted of a large black shirt and a pair of underwear. Of course, he didn't care who saw him, infact they should find it a priveledge.

The floor creaked some more as his bare foot touched the white carpet of the first floor. Even though it wasn't very late, the house was dark and eerie with nobody moving around in it. He gulped and decided he'd finish what he came for, and go to get a glass of water.

Once Luel made it into the kitchen, he quickly snagged a glass from the cabinet and started to fill it with water from one of those fridge pump things. As he started to drink, he felt something brush against his leg. He looked around but saw nothing, and started to drink again, his small body shaking at this point.

He felt it again, and then something tugging on his shirt... -crash!- his glass fell to the kitchen floor and shattered to peices. Luel let out a startled yelp, as did someone else.

"Luel, don't throw that at me!" came the voice.

"Damnit" Luel thought. It was just Cid, his youngest sibling. He had probably followed him downstairs out of curiousity.

"Luel?"

"God damnit what!?"

"Gah! I was just wondering why you were awake too..."

"That doesn't matter go watch T.V. or something so I can clean up the kitchen!"

He heard small footsteps run down the carpetted hall to the living room. Since Icarus wasn't here, and he had been granted to watch TV, Cid was probably enjoying the fact he was told to do something besides go to bed.

Luel gripped his temples and crouched onto the ground to start picking up the glass. He was so frustrated, small tears started to form at the corners of his eyes. One, trickling down the side of his face.

He really wanted Icarus to come home. As much as he didn't want to admit he needed somebody. He really really wished Icarus would come home...

By the time he finished picking up the glass, Cid had fallen asleep on the couch, and the armchair didn't look so bad. Luel plopped himself down onto the chair and finally fell asleep...

((Heh. I do believe Demontainted said something about Rp's being wavered for the whole month of october? I know I have spent a lot of time in a new thread, typing out simple things and journal posts when extremely bored. Though you may not believe me, I am usually doing homework at the same time. wink But I'd rather not start anything; I accept this warning because of my own irreponsibilites. -Yes Dt; I have a feeling it was me you're talking about in the thread.- ))

What do you fear? Is it really anything? Anything at all..?

Luel stared at himself in his bedroom mirror; he admire his new face. He loved his new face. Nobody would threaten him now. He would have his life to himself this way. He could do what he wanted...right?

Wrong. He was still young. He sat down on his bed. He stared down at his bony feet and wiggled his long nailed toes. He didn't like to clip his toenails; it was a boring and stupid thing to do.

His face hurt...but not too much to bother him to an extreme measure. His fingers traced around his face, feeling the new metal..feeling the new texture.

His door creaked open. Photicant stood in the doorway. His zipped suit clinging to the subtle details of his slender body.

"Uh...H-hi..Photicant." To put it simply; Photicant scared the s**t out of him. He wanted to scream at times at the sight of him and his freakishly peircing eyes.

"Hey there..."he said quietly. His body seemed to drift instead of walk, over to Luel's bed where he sat down. A small creak moaned from within the bed as Photicant sat; new patches glistening on his suit.

"I noticed you did something new to your face...I wanted to compliment you on it. It looks nice...but did you really have a reason?"

This was a question Luel hadn't really expected to be asked; or expected to answer. The more he thought...the more he started to ask -himself- why he had done this.

Was it power? Was it a way of rebelling? Was it a way to take out anger...? Luel turned his head only to be less than 2 inches away from Photican't bright yellow eye.

"Were you trying to be beautiful?I think that's why you can't find an answer...you don't know how to become beautiful...I can make you beautiful.."

"Excuse me?"

"I said...I can make you beautiful..." His voice was raspy beneath the mask; his adams apple could be seen moving slowly underneath his choker. A slender hand came up to stroke Luel under the chin. Though it was gloved, the feeling of ice slid across Luel's skin; giving him the feeling that death was upon him.

Luel shuddered; unsure of how to respond to the new housemate.

"Uhm...h-how would that be? And..I really don't think I need to be beautiful...I'm sure I'm fine enough." He backed away slowly. Where was everyone when he needed them?

"Oh..it's really quite simple...just...come with me.." Photicant inched closer, his eyes brightening with a strange lust Luel was unfamiliar to. As Photicant inched closer he shot out his hand over Luel's mouth and pulled him close.

"You -will- come with me...please...just let me make you beautiful? I've wanted to re-make you for so long..."

Luel struggled, his thin legs kicked and his arms; which were quickly restrained; flexed and moved with all their might. To no avail; he was captured. Everything...was so..light...airy...


He awoke in an unfamiliar setting, only to quickly realize it was his own basement. Photican't stood over him; eyes squinted by the rising of cheeks within the holes of his gas mask.

He was smiling.

What a sicko. Oh how he wanted to spit on this guy. He wanted so bad to reach out his hands and strangle him...but he was bound...he couldn't move. His shirt had been cut off and lazilly layed upon the dank basement floor. Photicant was holding scissors...

"P..please no..what..what are you doing? I swear when I get free, I'm going to kick your a**."

"I'm going to make you beautiful...I couldn't do it to myself...so...just maybe I can help you.."

There was a creak upstairs...

"HELP PLEASE! SOMEBODY!"

"Shut up you!" A hand struck Luel across the face. A burning sensation slowly crawled up his cheek and rested under his eye. A cheek peircing had been ripped in the process leaving his face tearlined with blood.

The basement door opened. There was Icarus.

His savior. His guardian. His friend.

"Photicant! Oh my God! What the ******** are you doing?!"

Calmly Photicant dropped the scissors to the floor.

"We were playing doctor.."

Luel wanted to scream...but he couldn't..He stared at Icarus; his big blue eyes pleading...and hoping for him to reach out.

"I doubt that... please...stop this. Is this where all the blood on your outfit comes from?! Is this what you do when I'm not around?!"

Luel watched as a slender hand came across the breathing area of Photicant's mask. Icarus had managed to knock it off; scarred lips showing from beneath. The next few minutes were confusing for Luel...

Lemon's Semi-Hiatus has now been moved to a Full Hiatus due to schoolwork and job stuff. She will try to be back as soon as possible, but cannot name a specific time. Please don't take her pets away, she will try to be back ASAP.
Thanks for being patient with her. heart