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Demi would never say that he enjoyed spending his days cooped up in a library, the rows upon rows of dusty books just made his nose itch and go into a sneezing fit. Even so, The hound would have to suck it up and go in for research when necessary, and for Nurse Cricket's assignment it indeed was. He would have to admit that the instructor knew how to get under their skin, with her, as he called the incident with Bul; "opening introduction" and the assignment.

He had a pile of books in hand while walking around the aisles of the library, varying in whatever the hound thought was necessary. It varied in between, types of fear molds, to The Genealogy of FEAR chromosomes. It wasn't exactly something he would read on the weekend, but an assignment was an assignment. He even threw in a few scientific journals on FEAR contamination to boot, even though he was sure that the complicated wording would leave him just as confused as when Nurse Cricket started her lecture.

As the pile of books he was carrying got higher and heavier to lug around, it was a fair assumption that he needed to just put them down and get started, and with all the grace of a rampaging hellhunter, Damien plopped the research literature on the table with a clatter that was unfitting for a library's environment. In his opinion, it was just far too quiet around, especially in this section of the large room.

Damien still had his eyes on the mess of books that went cascading over the table like a literary waterfall of the Gooey decibel system. And let out a well timed, annoyed sigh. He would much rather spend his time in the forest but he'd have to agree that his brain needed the workout more so than his body.

After looking up at the pile of moving books that was heading his way, he spotted the familiar freckled face of Jove, and he felt his tail bat around behind himself as usual whenever he spotted the little foxfire ghost. At least if he had to study and do research, he'd be around good company.

It would be no surprise that as soon as the boil came over and freed his hands from the burden of books that the hellhound patted the smaller boils head, which he noted, he was level with when he sat down. The little shift in the other boils head spoke volumes of what he said silently as Damien himself glanced over at the books that Jove brought with him. "Fancy meeting you hear Jove!" he greeted happily to Jove before starting up again.

"I'm just trying to get that sex ed task done and over with." he replied back to the verbally unasked question that danced around in the younger boil's eyes. "How about you, did you get it done yet?" he asked after a while, in between pulling out his supplies to prep for the extra notes he would take.

Even If he had a friend around, the boil knew he had to get his task done, if only out of the wariness of what Nurse Cricket might do to student that didn't complete their work.

Damien never thought twice that Jove wasn't keen on him and his headpats, considering that it was a normal thing in his clan. it was alot better than the roughhousing they had in the common grounds and to be honest, he didn't want to hurt the other boil at all.

Jove's books after a careful flip through a few of them, fell along the same genres that his own were, guess Jove was trying to get it out of the way too. "Ah, you had the same idea too huh bud?" he said warmly before nudging the book he was reading closer to the ghost boil. "Well, do ya want to work together on this?" he asked back behind a slight head tilt, poking at the pencil Jove was carrying in his mouth with a chuckle.

It was true that maybe with other brain on the task, they could get this done sooner, and it was great quality time between the two of them. He was always sad that Jove and himself didn't get much time to talk other than in class and the occasional pass by in the halls.

Damien had a few half brain ideas on preventative measures, Like staying single for the rest of your various states of life. Even he knew that wasn't exactly a viable way of life. He did however take a peek at Jove's scrawled out notes and ideas, except there was only one thing written on the page.

The hound gingerly picked up the piece of paper by its edge before reading it again. "To avoid......" he started to mumble along, reading the words more silently given the quiet library before his eyes widened at the last part. "Don't kiss others?!" and promptly started to laugh after the smaller boil let out a sigh.

"Pfft, Jove that's not exactly the worse way to er... cause fear contamination." he whispered jovially. "besides, kissing isn't bad at all, and don't you give me that face mister." he scolded playfully with a waggling finger. He could understand the stuff that came AFTER kissing being the problem, but not the initial act in itself.

It was almost as silly as his idea to use human analogue skin as a barrier in between the act, but he wasn't going to bring that up to Jove, he was sure that Ren would come barreling down the halls and plug up the foxfire ghosts ears and then wallop the hound for telling him about such things. "Let me try a better question, why do you think kissing is bad, us teens do that all the time." he pointed out to the boil, trying to dismiss the fact that he himself has not gone through the growing boil changes yet.

Demi dismissed the look that he knew was coming his way from the little boil study partner, the one that he used that clearly said "What chu talkin' bout Damien?" And it was very tempting to explain to Jove how the bases worked.

But Looking at those innocent eyes just made the words die on his lips, he could not find a way to tarnish his little mind.

So he chose the next best thing, to make light of the subject. "And there it is, that look." he muttered quietly before plastering on a smile on his face that promised some teasing. " Let me guess, you haven't tried it before eh Jove?" he cooed out quietly before snapping open a book in which he didn't really notice the title or even what page it was as he nonchalantly started to read a page. "Ah to be so young and innocent like a scareling again." he sighed out forlornly, to sink the verbal dagger in the boil's chest.

The face that Jove made just made Damien want to hug the boil close and never let go. "Aww, little Jove has never been kissed" he keened out cutely while giving the Boil another headpat in reassurance. "Do you need lessons little boil?" he joked back while making a few kissy faces, and continued to plunge the knife in deeper. he then cut off the potential glare he would get by quickly burying his nose in the book about charms against contamination, even if it looked a bit inaccurate, after spotting how they spelled the word, "cantuminashun".

Demi could remember the days when he acted like that, completely against the idea of lip contact, but after all the event's he had to go to, he quickly got over that bit of reluctance. "Its ok, one day when your a big boil you'll do it too." he insisted behind the heavy pages of the book, his hidden eyes swimming with held back laughter.

Demi chuckled quietly behind his book as he went back into reading a few sentences when all of a sudden there was a peck on his cheek. His head whirled around, forgetting about the book and focused on the smaller boil that turned away from him and into his own reading material.

The hellhounds shocked face and perked ears relaxed and his features shifted back into a smirk as he placed his chin under folded hands on the table, clearly amused by what was happening. "You kiss like a grandma Jove, that's not what us big boils do." he said with a fist thump to his chest, as if asserting his dominance. "But it was adorable." he cooed out before falling into a fit of giggles.