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 Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 2:24 pm
Perhaps it was better that Leon couldn't remember what had happened, at least not now. She wasn't entirely sure she ever wanted him to truly remember such a painful memory.
Her eyes opened just in time to see Marcus wrap his arms around his son, and smiled fondly, sliding off the bed to get out of the way. She walked around the bed and sat on the other side, resting back against the headboard and brushing her hand against Leon's head.
"Don't think me as if I was doing you some kind of favor, silly. I would do anything I could for him.. you know that."
She whispered this to Marcu with a wry smile, while resting beside Leon and watching him for any signs that she may have missed. So far he looked fine, but the angel was always one to fret unnecessarily.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 4:44 pm
Leon felt confused, and kind of sore. But at the same time he felt rejuvinated, and happy to be with his family. He nuzzled into Marcus' neck, and murmered something inaudible, before he looked to Jada, and smiled.
"...Marky... Are there any cookies?" Leon asked, his eyes locking with Marcus' gaze.
Marcus laughed softly, scooping Leon gently up out of the bed, only to sit next to Jada, and wrap an arm around her, while still holding on to Leon.
"If Jada and you are up to it, we can go make some in the kitchen..." he offered.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 9:05 pm
Leon's words were like music to her ears. So innocent and childlike.. they were exactly what she hoped for. They put her mind at ease once and for all.
She leaned into Marcus' arm, snuggling comfortably in it. Oh, how good it felt to be at his side once more.. and to be able to simply relax..
"Yes.. cookies.." She murmured, but the few days without food nor sleep finally hit her now that the anxiety of worry had passed. Her eyes closed for a moment, and her head rested flush against her dear Marcus.
"Let's go make.."
She never finished that sentence. She was out like a light.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2005 11:34 am
Leon giggled softly as Jada fell asleep, and snuggled up next to her.
"Cookies later?" he offered to Marcus.
Marcus was just as tired as Jada, and maybe even moreso... He yawned, and layed Jada down, wrapping his arms around both Leon and Jada, and sliding his eyes shut. Sleep sounded like such a nice option right then... And Leon's bed was so much more comfortable than his own...
Everything would be alright. For a little while, anyway.
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Posted: Sun Jul 03, 2005 12:27 pm
It was a day or two later, and Jada had gone home. Marcus was making cookies for Leon, who was currently playing hide and seek with some of the other children occupying Dragonfly's home. He smiled softly to himself as he thought of Leon, running around and happy. Just as he should be. Marcus was so lost in his thoughts of his child that he hardly noticed as someone slipped into the kitchen, and locked the door behind them.
Donner tip-toed up behind Marcus, and wrapped his arms around the other. His hand quickly made it's way under the front of Marcus' shirt, and he began gently brushing Marcus' stomach.
Marcus just about jumped out of his skin. He struggled to spin around in Donner's grasp, but found that the deer was holding him fast.
"Donner! You ********-- Lemme go!" Marcus growled, struggling against the other, and for the moment, forgetting about his baking.
"But why...? Marcus... Don't you miss the days of us? Me and you.. Anywhere... Everywhere..." a dark smirk curled upon his lips, and he began kissing the nape of Marcus' neck, "I can take care of you Marcus... Can Jada say she does the same?"
"Don't you dare say her name!" he snapped, kicking the other in the shin and pushing him the away.
"Ow! Marcus-- You ********> Donner growled after stumbling away from the other.
He dropped down to rub his aching shin, sending a loathing glare towards the other Tahnee.
"You're the one who pushed me to doing it you a*****e," Marcus sneered, "Get the hell out of my kitchen,"
Donner chuckled at this, and pulled himself to his feet, before slamming Marcus into the kitchen. Cookie dough went flying, though it was almost empty, since he had been laying the cookie dough on a tray. Still...
Marcus grunted in surprise, though he pushed back against the other, and the two quickly began struggling to get the upper hand. Donner smirked, and kicked Marcus' legs out, sending the other toppling to the floor. Donner went down with him, and landed on top, gazing down at Marcus with fond, yet menacing eyes.
"Isn't this the way things should be Marcus?" Donner asked, leaning forward to taste Marcus' lips, having occupied his struggling hands with his own.
"Get OFF!" Marcus shouted, throwing his head forward to headbutt the other.
Donner realed back from the attack, sliding away from Marcus, and groaning in pain. Marcus scrambled to his feet, and grabbed the nearest utensil he thought be could used as a weapon, and luckily, it was a knife from the knife box.
"Get the hell out, Donner. I'm not afraid to use this,"
Donner scowled and pulled himself to his feet, glaring loathingly at the other.
"Sleep with one eye opened, Marcus," Donner hissed, heading for the door.
He unlocked it, and headed out, obviously defeated, for the moment at least.
Marcus let out a slow breath, and relaxed as the door clicked shut behind the other. With a shaking hand, he set the knife on the counter, and slumped to the floor.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 12:17 pm
Marcus had fallen ill. Weeks and weeks of sleeping badly, or not sleeping at all were taking it's toll on the festive tahnee, and now he was agonized, and bed ridden. Every day, he wondered where Jada was, how she was, and when he'd see her again, but he could not move enough to even attempt to go find her. Not that he'd ever have a chance, from what he'd heard about Jada's guardian.
Of course, Dragonfly was fretting about Marcus' state, but Marcus, as par usual, was being too stubborn to let her help him.
"Oh Marcus stop being so stubborn!" she complained, glaring down loathingly at his back, as he had rolled over to face the wall, and away from her.
"Woman, piss off. S'none of your concern," he snapped, though rather weakly, "Jus' leave me the hell a'one.. I'll be fine... And without you're ******** help..."
"Stuff it you stubborn ingrate!" she shouted, before storming out.
This was how it usually was between her and him. Marcus had never quite seen eye to eye with Dragonfly, and obviously things hadn't changed much.
"Marky?"
It was only a little while after Dragonfly had left, that Leon had shown up, tears shimmering in his eyes, though he was trying hard to keep them back.
Marcus rolled over to look towards the other, before smiling softly and struggling to sit up for the other.
"Hey Leo," Marcus cooed, waving the other into the bedroom.
Cautiously Leon stepped into the room, before running over to the bed and jumping into Marcus' arms.
"I miss cookies... I want you to get better..." he murmered, nuzzling into the other's chest.
"I know, I promise to get better as soon as I can," he smiled.
"Liar," Leon murmered, glaring softly at the other.
"What? What makes you say that?" Marcus asked, gaping slightly at Leon's outburst.
"Dragonfly... She says you're being too stubborn to take medicine... An' that you're not going to get better on grit alone..." he murmered, dropping his head to stare at the blankets.
"Eh. Don't listen to her. She's just stuffy," Marcus replied with a soft laugh.
"...Okay," Leon smiled.
~*~
It was later now, and Marcus had finally fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion. It was not, however, an easy slumber. He rolled in his bed, becoming tangled with his sheets, and a cold sweat beaded upon his brow.
"No... Jada.... Please..." he whispered.
If one were listening, the could only wonder what Marcus was dreaming about that put him into such a state.
A silhouette slipped into the room, and a dark smirk glinted in the soft light from the hallway, before the door clicked shut behind it. He smirked at Marcus' vulnurable state, and moved deeper into the room. He slid up next to Marcus' bed, before lifting the blankets, and slipping beneath the covers.
"Mmph.." Marcus murmered, his eyes squeezing closed further, and he tried to shrink away from the awful warmth that had just joined him.
"Shh..." the figure cooed, running his fingers through Marcus' hair, and then down over the other's jaw line, before his hand trailed down Marcus' chest, descending even further south.
Marcus' eyes were suddenly wide opened, and a soft cry ellicted his lips, before it was swiftly covered over.
~*~
((OOC: LANI DUN KILL ME! D: *Hides*))
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 10:28 pm
((Whelp. I was going to post this tomorrow, but to make Lani Happy... Because I luff her. heart ))
The night had ended badly, though no real harm had been done, because Marcus, however sick, had reacted quickly, and had kicked the offending reindeer tahnee promptly out of his bed. The next few days had passed with Marcus finally doing as he had been instructed to in the first place, taking medication and the like, and the Christmas Tahnee was feeling better. Enough so much, that he felt like taking Leon to the park. Donner was wise for vacating the house. Marcus new that this was normal for the reindeer tahnee, but he'd never felt so much anger and hatred towards the other as he carried now, and therefore he was ready to pummel the other next time he managed to come face to face with the b*****d.
But for now...
"We're going to the park? You've never taken me to the park before!" Leon oggled, his face alight with happiness, a grin splitting across his features, "Oh- Oh- It'll be so fun! Can Ethan come too?! He'd like it! Oh daddy! I'm so excited!"
"Daddy...?"
Sure, Leon had called him the name before, but it still made him inwardly squirm, but in a good way.
Outwardly, Marcus merely laughed, scooping the child into his arms, and nuzzling him gently, hugging him tight.
"Yes, Ethan can come. Go put on your socks and boots, and tell Ethan, and we'll go," Marcus smiled, setting the other down.
"YAY!" Leon cried, struggling out of Marcus' arms, to run down the hallway and search for Ethan.
"Eeeethaan!" Marcus heard him call.
Marcus laughed softly, smiling brightly and making his way to the bathroom. After a quick wizz, and a double check in the mirror that his hair was sititng right, it was down the stairs to the foyer to wait for Ethan and Leon. While he waited, Marcus took to staring out one of the windows, smiling at the bright sunny day, the light white fluffy clouds in the fair blue sky... It was a beautiful day.
But it didn't compare to Jada.
Marcus missed her dearly, moreso now that he'd recovered from being sick. Somehow he had hoped that she would arrive to nurse him back to health, but then again, he knew that most likely, she would just heal him quickly, and it would be over with. It was so different dating an Angel...
"Jada," he murmered, smiling fondly to himself and pressing his cheek against the cool glass, taking in a deep, cooling breath of air.
Sure, Donner was an a*****e, but that was because he had problems of his own, and that didn't mean Marcus had to allow the other to drag him down with him.
"Maarkyyyyeee!" Leon cried as he slid down the banister, before launching to cling to Marcus' leg, tugging on his t-shirt and gazing up with a massive grin.
Ethan, on the other hand, was much slower down the stairs, slinking down the stairs on all fours, before pulling himself up on two feet, and staring up at Marcus, a soft smile playing upon the dark boys features.
"Let's go," he whispered, before slipping past them both, opening the door and walking out onto the concrete, and into the bright daylight.
Gleefully, Leon raced after the other, and with a soft chuckle, Marcus too, followed them out.
~*~
They never made it to the park, however. Ethan had noticed the flyer first, and immediatly Leon had turned to gaze pleadingly to Marcus, and who could resist such a face? So instead, they had gone to the circus. But of course their were no animals there, as that would be cruel, especially with Ethan there. The acrobatics however, were more than amazing, and even Ethan was bouncing when it had ended.
They ate cotten candy, popcorn, bought silly hats and balloons, and in the end, had a jolly good time. Heck, Marcus had even made it throughout the entire show without the smallest inkling of wanting to poison someone (because occasionally, he still wanted to)!
Finally though, it was time to go home.
But first...
"Ice cream!" Leon cried gleefully, squeezing Marcus' hand as they headed towards the Baskin Robin's.
Marcus could only laugh softly, and ruffle the other's hair, while Ethan smiled, still keeping a death grip on his black anaconda wrap around balloon, now dubbed "Snakey".
"Mint-chocolate chip! Mint chocolate chip! Mint chocolate chip!" Leon chanted, gleefully making his way to the counter, before staring up at the teenager behind the counter, "Mint chocolate chip!"
Marcus chuckled again, before grinning and nodding, "Make that two two scoop mint chocolate chip ice creams, and..." he trailed off, looking towards Ethan.
Ethan tilted his head, blinking his eyes before smiling and murmering, "Rocky road, please,"
Several moments later, and a few dollars poorer, the three left, Leon and Ethan licking their ice creams happily, Marcus struggling to hold both their hands, and eat their own.
It had been a good day for recovering, Marcus decided, and hopefully tomorrow if he headed to the Tahnee orphanage, he might catch sight of his beloved.
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