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Complicated Love

Complicated Love

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There's always that gay stereotype, that gays are girly and love fasion. Not all gays are like that. Most of them are pretty normal and hard to pick out from a crowd.

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Introduction

We are at one of the best schools in the city. We are smart and the head of our class. We are gay.
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A few select boys are known for their talent. Sports. Beauty. Academics. They are the best at what they do. Whether they know it or not, though.... They are gay. These boys can't tell others... This school has a record for not being to accepting to gays. For some reason this year, these boys seem to suddenly start to bump into each other more often then not. They hang out. Go to parties. Suddenly, they find themselves in love.... but can they go public?
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It sure was good to be back and around the gang again as he heard Daniel laugh. It was ever so cold and boring and painful on the floor, which was partly the reason why he had problems standing straight due to hos long he'd been out cold and the position he was in. Sure was a good job that neither of them had seen him and enjoyed themselves instead, which is exactly what he'd wish them to do. Besides, for some of the guests, this party was only the starter, though the trio had made the most of it, seeing that there was no mansion party for them, as it would be waaaaay too much, especially how he was now.

"That's what consuming copious amounts of alcohol will do to you", Daniel explained while giggling inbetween, which was something he couldn't blame him for. Ro should be used to all this by now, but since it was his first time, he simply followed the leader and did what everyone else did to get round and not look so bad. Though in the end, he still got whacked, so the plan didn't go as well as intended, but at least they all had a good time. Now they just had to wait for Jackson to return, "Probably going to hurl soon. He's wasted", which made him smile. Jackson was more than likely in a worser state than him.

"Did you enjoy yourself?", Daniel asked, as he felt his arm go round him, seeing that Ro still had his shirt off in order to cool down. Being in sports teams, he was used to have people round him and holding him, and was really grateful to Daniel for keeping him upright. Despite being a sportman, it seemed it made no difference when alcohol entered the equation with Daniel being his anchor, as his smile shone. It was nice being round people who cared for a change as well, as Daniel then asked, "What did you ding yourself?" as he felt his mark being touched where the guy had whacked him.

There was only so much you could do in school. You could be the most popular lad in school, the genius, or a great team player, but all in all, you never really bonded till you were out....something his brother kept him from, from how he kept treating him. Now he had made up for lost time, and now felt much closer to Daniel than before, and then, as if on schedule, Jackson made his appearance and spoke up, "how big is your dick?...Me and Daniel were just talking about it and i need to know!!". With such an entrance and question like that, it certainly changed the topic at hand, though he wouldn't ignore Daniel's question.

Right now, Jackson had leant all his weight on poor Daniel, so Ro moved his left hand off Daniel's shoulder to instead wrap his left arm round him to hold him. "Don't be shy here, Ro. You mist be a sex demon with that dick of your...Mmm....God...The thought of is making me all horny Ro...", was Jackson's next speech which made his cheeks brighten up, though it wasn't directly on show since he was still not himself and therefore, he did not embarass so easily, seeing how intoxicated he was. He didn't mind Jackson ringing circles on his chest, it actually felt nice, believe it or not. Just like when someone gives you a massage. "Me, a sex demon you say?", Ro remarked as he moved his left arm from Daniel and quickly moved his arm to hold Jackson instead, seeing that Daniel had the burden of him, and then Jackson, it was now his turn.

As he held him with his left, he stood closer, placing his right hand on Jackson's upper chest so that he wouldn't fall, as he sniggered at the thought of him being a "sex demon" as Jackson said, "I don't know about that", looking down, before glancing to Daniel since he was the one that asked before, "I'm afaid not all of us are gifted wid your charm Jackson. I tried, and look where it got me, knocked me out cold and now have a pretty red mark to tell me how bad I am"[//b], sniggering to himself, since he found the whole thing funny, even if it was about him.

After answering Dan's question, he then looked up to Jackson, as his right hand that held his upper chest, temporarily let go as he spoke and poked in the center of the upper chest between his nipples, his eyes looking dead straight at him, [b]"I taught you, how to play, I think it's your turn, to teach us, what you do best"
, moving his hand towards his upper chest again as he turned slightly to Daniel and smiling, "Don't you agree Danny-boy?". If it wasn't the alkie that gave him courage to speak, then it must be something to do with Jackson. How did Jackson manage with all the girls he had, yet had no guys coming over to him and whacking him. He was too pretty, that's why, and now to be a model. They'd be no one left for him with Jackson taking all the scores....

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Jackson chuckled as Ro held him up. And as Ro spoke, Jackson couldn't help but smirk. All this was so amusing to his drunk little self. He let a quiet moan as Ro placed his hand on Jackson's chest. He told the truth when he said he was horny, and with Ro touching him... he might just go a little crazy. Drunk... Drunk Jackson. Totally different the real Jackson. Sensitive to touch and sound, making the chance of getting horny, very high.

Jackson took deep breaths, trying to hold himself up. "Charm is nothing..." He replied to Ro. "You've just got to follow your instincts. Right now, mine tell me to kiss you." Without letting him respond, Jackson placed his lips onto Ro's. Jackson didn't forget about Daniel though. Jackson's hand moved to Daniel's waist and slowly crept up his torso, going underneath his shirt. Jackson felt Daniel's bare skin with his warm hands, just rubbing his chest. Jackson broke apart from the kiss with Ro and said in between pants, "Lesson one, follow your instincts. Lesson two, explore you partner's body and weak points. Lesson three, take control over the situation to gain maximum success."

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Daniel had initially laughed, but soon found himself with a face that was a very bright shade of red. Ro had switched from using him as a balancing post to having Jackson hold him up right. Once both of his arms were free one of his hands shot up towards his face, as if his fingers and palm could block out the color that spread over his cheeks. This was so embarrassing, and the combination of lewd words and alcohol was making his body feel too warm.

He sighed and removed that hand from his face as Ro explained how he got the mark on his head, which made him laugh a bit. Not even Ro was beyond getting into a little scuffle because of some poor judgement, and since he looked like he'd be fine Daniel would cease his worrying. Instead, there were better things he should be concerned about. Things such as Jackson's current drunken state that was making him a lot more affectionate than usual, and Ro who didn't seemed bothered by the actions. As always, in such situations he was hesitant, alcohol or otherwise. Intimacy wasn't his strong suit, not in the slightest, be it happening around him or to him specifically. Not that he didn't want it, it was just that if he gave into letting himself have such contact with other boys than he wouldn't be able to stop and eventually he'd have to deal with reality and his parents as well. Then with girls, well, he wasn't interested no matter how often he told himself 'Yes...I am a man, a man who likes boobs. Wow, boobs are great.' because it just wasn't true.

"Don't you agree Danny-boy?" He blinked at the nickname, and looked between the two other boys, as if thinking the question over. The whole situation was pretty ridiculous, in a third point of view they probably looked like proper 'hot messes' or even just 'a mess'. "You've just got to follow your instincts. Right now, mine tell me to kiss you." Right, he wished it was that easy for him. Amongst everything around him, the display of drunken affection, internal monologue, his missing sock, amusement started to bubble within him - until Daniel burst out laughing.

It could be because it was because he still wasn't sober, but for some reason it all seemed so funny to him. He clutched his sides and leaned up against the wall, wiping away the few tears stuck around his eyes as the laughter died down. "God damn, you guys." He managed to speak after catching his breath. Daniel shook his head before looking over to them properly. "The two of you are animals."

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Jackson looked over to the hysterical Danny who seemed to be a little left out... Jackson stepped back from Ro and turned his attention to Daniel. He leaned over Daniel, putting his arms on the wall on both sides of Daniel, trapping him in Jackson's arms. "Someone seems a little lonely, no?" Grabbing onto his shirt tightly, he walked backwards slowly, wobbling and swaying as he dragged Daniel with him, luring him in. "Come now. Haven't you always wanted to have sex with me? With my reputation with the girls, you must've thought about it a couple times, no?" Saying this, he glanced back Ro with a drunken smirk. "You too Ro. Come over here."

Jackson's leg hit the edge of couch, making him fall back onto because of his failure to maintain balance. He pulled Daniel on top of him, kissing him deeply. His heat pounded in his chest and the blood rushed through his veins, making him hot and begging for more. He was a little more serious than before, but still nevertheless drunk. Jackson held Daniel tightly, not letting him leave. He wanted Daniel and Ro to kiss him and love him. More than just a friendly way.

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Arms trapped him against the wall, and he swore his heart rate shot through the roof. "Someone seems a little lonely, no?" The quiet laughter that filled the cramped space couldn't be describe as anything but nervous. "Lonely?" He made a great effort in avoiding eye contact as he was relocated, being pulled and tugged to another room. "I'm not lonely, no, not me. Not all all. I'm an independent black woman who don't need no man." His voice sounded weak and strained, his mind not being able to put together an intelligent sentence, so only bad jokes and repetitive words fell out. "Come now. Haven't you always wanted to have sex with me? With my reputation with the girls, you must've thought about it a couple times, no?" Daniel gulped. Was it possible that Jackson was French? Some sort of European? With his blood alcohol content level still being a bit high, it sure seemed possible.

In a few uncoordinated movements Daniel found himself falling, being pulled onto of another warm body. Before he could even attempt to scramble off of him soft lips met his own. The contractions in his chest were too loud now, they boomed in his head, pulsed through his body, blocked out every sound around him. His hands reached up and clutched onto his blonde's shoulder's. His fingertips dug inwards, causing dull fingernail to dig into peach colored skin. Without his consent his lips moved against Jackson's, embarrassingly inexperienced and clumsy. His mind seemed to be made out of white noise, a static that overcame all cognitive thought and reason, until it dulled and the technicolor picture in front of him cleared and played out like a Saturday special.

Regaining his control, Daniel used his arms to push away from Jackson, breaking the kiss. He was breathing heavily, his muscles felt weak and his head felt like cotton. The boy wiped the saliva off his mouth and onto the shoulder of his shirt, before looking back down at the other boy, his face red and state flustered. "You're drunk." He managed to speak the obvious statement steadily, without break in his voice. Even if Daniel wasn't quite back to being normal he was no longer intoxicated, not like that. "And this is unethical." He said. While he may not have outstanding morals, or judgement, he wasn't about to let their make-out session go on for any longer, nor would he allow anything else. It wasn't about to happen, not like this. He didn't have it in him and he didn't want anyone to wake up with any regrets, or worse, not remembering the events at all.

He reached over and flicked the blonde on the nose. "I'm going to get us some water, and then I'm going to the Pizza Hut down the block and get us a couple hot ones. Then we're watching a movie, and you're going to be out like a light." Daniel pushed off of him, thankfully having more control over his strength than the taller boy at the moment. "It's time to sober up, buddy, you better fucking buckle up." He stood away from the couch and stretched, first he needed to find the rest of his clothes and sober up a bit more himself. Some cold water in his stomach and on his face should do the trick, or at least enough to get him down the street and back safely.

It wasn't long until he returned back in the living room, a cup of water in each hand, both his pants and jacket back on. However, there was still one sock missing. "Drink up." He more or less ordered, and passed the beverages towards the boys.

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Right now, his thoughts were all jumbled up, and clearly not thinking straight at all. Most likely to do with the alcohol he had consumped like what Daniel had told him, when he asked why he felt weak yet so strong. He hardly even knew what time it was, yet he felt wide awake. To describe how he felt, he'd say that only half of him was really there. Afterall, at any party, he always had a limit, and in sports, it was all following guidelines, but now he seemed to follow whatever sounded right at the time, without thinking for even a second. Though, pulling away from the drink had eased him, not to mention how he was beginning to regain his posture after using Daniel as a leaning post, and then holding his drunken state against Jackson's drunken state to be able to stand.

However, something he couldn't stand was how nothing he tried worked yet Jackson always got what he got, even if he is mad, as Jackson explained, "Charm is nothing...", which threw that idea out the window. Maybe it was looks afterall, or the girls' personal preference, but then again, how many girls love to go out with sports-stars. Maybe he should show off a bit more, become more open, to actually open up rather than being afraid all the time of what was to become. As he thought on such things, he heard Jackson speak about instincts, but what instincts, what if they didn't scream out as loud as others, what if his were slow, what if...

His scenarios came to a close, as his thoughts froze, and his eyes widened, as Jackson Main, the most popular guy in the school, kissed him of all people. He had many girls, if not all the girls, in his grasp, yet now from what he said, his instincts told him to kiss him. No this wasn't happening. It was all a dream, it had to be a dream. It was always Ro making the first move, with them pushing him away, or were too drunk to do so, or being whacked by their head to tell him to stop, yet Jackson came onto him first. His lips quivered, beginning to falter, unsure of how to respond. He had kissed how many girls tonight, yet this one felt different, this one felt nice. No he shouldn't be thinking that.

"Lesson one, follow your instincts", but Ro argued in response in his head, that he didn't know what his instincts were, he wasn't sure if they were telling him to go for it, or get out of there, while his lips unresisting with no orders bent to the will of Jackson. "Lessons two, explore our partner's body and weak points. Lesson three, take control over the situation to gain maximum success". It seemed control was another issue entirely, as he heard Daniel refer to them as "animals", before Jackson pulled away with Ro, who seemed to have lost control in holding onto Jackson, to falling forward. Thankfully, he wasn't too far from the wall to sustain his balance, before seeing Jackson pull Daniel in.

At school, he knew how Jackson was wild and active, and had so much energy, but right now, he was like a spider, with both he and Daniel caught on his web and luring them in. Was this how he got the girls too? "With my reputation with the girls, you must've thought about it a couple time, no?.....You too Ro. Come over here". The problem was, his feet were planted as he was regaining his control once again. It was girls who he had been waiting for, why he didn't take them wholeheartedly, as he feared how bad he'd be, how he was always secluding himself, and now look how he was....helpless, when it came to love. Was this even love at all? He was a guy for goodness sake.

When he regained his footing, he followed through into the lounge as he saw Jackson with Daniel in his grip before Daniel pulled away, "You're drunk...And this is unethical...". He definitely admired Daniel's courage. His words continued to echo inside him, as he kept telling himself that too, as he still wasn't himself, telling himself he was drunk, he was not thinking right, it was wrong, and just to ignore it all, and to top it all off, Daniel came up with a suggestion to watch a movie with some pizza. Certainly sounded like a good idea, as he walked furthur into the room, now that Daniel had finish ranting and begun grabbing his remaining clothing. Ro begun doing the same, though he didn't have much to look for. He found his band and necklace, though right now, it was best he left them off as he put them on the side, and slipped on his shirt, but didn't button up as he needed the air still, to clear the air so to speak.

It was then that Daniel returned, passing both him and Jackson water. As long as he wasn't tempted to drink another can since there was still more with a good old movie coming up, he'd be fine. He didn't know how long it'll take to recover, though right now, it seemed Daniel had more of a holding of himself, as Ro smiled at him as he took the cup off him, "Thanks", taking a few sips. It certainly didn't agree with him with the taste he already had in his mouth, though with the amount Jackson had, and how much energy he had, he'd need more water than a cup, so guess it was important he got a hold of himself for both of them, since Daniel would be out soon to get them some grub, as he moved more towards the center of the room, with his left hand holding the back of the sofa for him to stand while his eyes looked down to Jackson to see if he was doing his told, since Daddy-Danny had ordered them too.

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Jackson tried to grab Daniel as he moved away from him, but he was too drunk for an actually grasp. Daniel slipped right out of his hand. Jackson threw on a sour expression, very angry and very disappointed. He wanted it so bad right now... And not from a girl. He wanted it from a guy. He wanted it from Ro or Daniel. His two best friends. Jackson refused the cup of water and made his way into the kitchen, tripping on a couple things on the way there. "Go to pizza fucking hut. And take Ro with you. And just stay out. I'll just... I..." Jackson lost his train of thought. He swore under his breath as he grabbed another drink from the fridge, but not alcohol. Soda. "And I'll drink whatever the fuck I want to drink. Now get out."

Jackson's hands shook as he tried to hold in some of these emotions... With him totally wasted, he wouldn't help but just let the emotions go... And then after only 5 seconds, tears began to roll down his cheeks. He leaned onto the wall to hold himself up. He was wasted and emotionally upset... he could barely stand. There was too much. And then came the whining. "Don't go... just don't... I-I love you guys so much... and I don't understand why I love you this way.... it feels all weird... and I just... I really wanted to have sex with a guy... and I thought it would be okay with you... and... and.... eh... ah...." Real words failed to come out of his mouth as the tears grew ever more plentiful. He moaned and groaned, and fell onto his knee. "I lwove drou sto mwuch.....!"

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It looked like Ro was going to be alright. The water would help get him sober, and the food would do even more of that. With sleep he'll be back to normal by the morning, although after consuming dark alcoholic beverages the boy will probably have a killer hangover. Though, he bet Jackson had some pain pills lying around somewhere, unless someone took all of those. Regardless, he had his money still on him, and walking down to a pharmacist in the morning would be no big deal, he had done a lot more for people that had gotten drunk before. Despite his body type Daniel handled alcohol rather well, though it was mostly from experience. He was fast to get drunk and sober up, which usually left him to take care of others.

That meant that he was no stranger to harsh words. Daniel winced over Jackson's icy remarks, but held his own. Sure he was eccentric and dorky, but he wasn't a child, he could handle these things..more or less. He rubbed the back of his neck up and down, using it as a way to clear up his mind. It soon showed that the blonde wasn't actually angry, or not as much as he was a general emotional wreck, now that was a bit of an issue. Angry drunks were one thing, but an emotional one was another story. He could barely handle people's feelings when they were sober, and when they were intoxicated everything came pouring out in a way that was too much to handle. Daniel was just a guy that liked to have fun, discover and get into some trouble on the way. Such tender things were almost foreign to him, and it created a situation that reminded him of walking on broken glass.

He sighed and dropped his hands to his side. Sober or not, he sure felt like it by now. Jackson had fallen to his knees and was a blubbering wreck, and Daniel really wasn't suited for this whole comfort others thing. Not like this, he used actions to cheer people up, not words, and with the blonde still drunk he wasn't going to let anything intimate happen. Really, he had seen that go wrong too many times, not to mention the couple of occasions where it happened to himself. Honestly, the time he woke up next to Anders Grayson was not a fun morning, their friendship had never recovered after that night despite not having full on sex.

With the word 'love' being thrown into the present equation, he wanted to do nothing short of fleeing. Being kicked out would have been much more preferred.

"Listen," He might as well give it a shot, the guy was his friend after all. Daniel walked over and slid down next to Jackson, throwing an arm across his back and began gently rubbing circle patterns across his skin. His sister used to do the same to him when they were kids, back when their parents fought a lot. "Um.." Fuck, he really didn't know what to say, this was completely awkward. "You can..experiment, or whatever. It's fine if you're um.." He bit the inside of his cheek, his words were all hesitant and didn't sound confident at all, he hoped Jackson was still drunk enough to not really notice his lack of skill and knowledge in this area. "Gay, or bisexual or whatever. But I mean, you're drunk, man!" He tried to sound cheerful again. "It's just, wouldn't it be better if you could actually remember, right? Right."

Hey, maybe he was getting the hang of this! "Seriously, we'll chill a bit, have a sleepover or something like a bunch of dumb girls. We can even sleep in the same bed, wouldn't that cheer you up?" He smiled, his tone starting to sound a little less awkward. "And I'll totally kiss you in the morning.." He paused. "..After you brush your teeth. So do we have a deal?" His fingers drew a line up his back until his hand rested on the other boy's shoulder, giving him what was meant to be a reassuring squeeze.

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Jackson listened the the words of the sane one. Tears still fell down his cheeks and he still let out quiet moans... but the calmness in Daniel's tone had cause Jackson to relax.
"Seriously, we'll chill a bit, have a sleepover or something like a bunch of dumb girls. We can even sleep in the same bed, wouldn't that cheer you up?" Sleep in the same bed... he heard Daniel say. That made him a little happier... but still... He wanted it. Sleeping in the same bed wouldn't cut it. Not for Jackson. And Jackson didn't mind not remembering it. Getting drunk and not remembering things was a thrill for Jackson. It was like a murder mystery, minus the murder. "And I'll totally kiss you in the morning.." Jackson looked up at Daniel with his eyes wet with tears.

"But... D-Daniel... I'm still hard..." Jackson told him, leaning forward. Not to get all intimate again, but he was starting to feel uncomfortable with his "little amigo" stiff and sensitive. Jackson's cheeks flushed after confessing his situation. "I 'unno wha-at to... do... It hurts... " Jackson moaned, crying alittle bit more.

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An inquisitive brow quirked at the bumbling display unfolding before him. Was the kid alright…? Lightly grasping the cigarette perched between lips, Snake held it at a slight distance, allowing the smoke to float from its damp encasement and billow in the air. The lanky boy stumbled, nearly falling, before righting himself and ambling over, his eyes seemingly focused on the smoke billowing from his mouth.

“Breaching the borders should have altered the swarm,” Snake blinked. What on Earth was the kid going on about? Swarm…?He chanced a swift glance around before allowing his perceptive gaze to once again fall on the gauche senior. He seemed to wobble a bit before coming to a halt a few feet away, stormy orbs still focused on the trails of smoke. Reflective orbs flicked to the fag balancing between spindly digits and then back to the slight teen. Sticking the cancerous pleasure back between his lips, Rae held out the arm holding the pack, jostling it faintly. “Want one?” His rumbling baritone gruffed, slightly muffled as he spoke around the cigarette, arm still outstretched.

Tearing apart the connection between windows and haze, Nova glanced at the intruder as he held up a peace offer. There was a fine thread of a chance that the chemical laden stick was laced with instantly deadly poison, but the blonde wasn't callous enough to linger on that trail. Instead he took up on the intruder's offer, pulling the lung destroyer from its battle station. "Could I borrow your means of smoke creation?" Pillar inquired in a relaxed tone.

Snake blinked again before snorting lightly at the oddly posed response. He took a stride closer, pulling out the metallic lighter. A eyed the shorter teen as he seemed to take a hesitant step backwards. “Don’t worry, I won’t bite.” He flashed a wide grin, holding the smoking stick between his teeth to ensure its safety from the ground. He held out the lighter, nodding towards it as cue for the blonde to take the lighter.

Pillar eyed the sleek metallic creature before relinquishing it from its owner's possession for a moment. In a fluid motion, he brought up the cigarette to his thin lips and lit the destroyer without fumbling like he did with most tasks at hand. He breathed in a lung full of chemical smoke then let the hazy creature slip away into the air as the wind jostled it. Nova handed over the metallic object as if it hadn't helped with the creation.

Slender digits wrapped around the cool metal and slid into a denim pocket. Exotic orbs focused on the uncharacteristically fluid movements of the bumbling caterpillar, dark brow fractionally arched. He inhaled the poisonous smog with ease, leaving hint of a seasoned smoker. Snake tagged this knowledge in his mental logbook and took an intake from his own dwindling cigarette. He followed the lazy movements of smoke as it wound together, forming a single cloud. They stood in silence for what felt a great deal of time, simply enjoying the taste and warmth of the smoke and chilled autumn air before Rae abruptly broke it, “Do you come out here often?” He eyed the thin senior from his peripheral while sticking his numbed hands in denim pockets and rocking slightly on his heels.

Letting himself be fully submerged by the sensations autumn brought and the patterns the smoke sifted through, Pillar's mind almost didn't catch the intruder's disruption on the comfortable silence. "The bleached creatures do often call for me," he stated in thoughtful manner. Rooftops were pleasant destinations for loosing oneself in the vast sky that was barely touched by human taint. The burning stick had reached the end of its life so he let the dead creature slip from his fingers and crushed the last remnants.

Nova tore his gaze from nothing and directed it towards the taller creature veiled by wheat colored hair. A vastly important question that shrouded the intruder had begun to bother him. "What do you known yourself as?" his voice held a note of inquisitive curiosity.

Snake blinked and then snorted softly, he was becoming accustomed to such strange responses. Following suit in his rooftop companion's actions, Rae allowed the spent bud fall free of his light grasp and be ground out by worn shoes. "Hm? Rea Nyoka, but people around seem to prefer 'Snake'." He turned his head fractionally to gauge the boy's reaction. "And you're Nova Queal, yeah? Or would you prefer Pillar."

Liquid metal orbs peered at the intruder, Snake. He was slightly startled by the fact that two more creatures new the name he was branded with. Normally people simply assumed his real name was lost with all of his other 'normal' traits due to some sort of tragic event; possibly buried under four tons of dirt or in more ironic cases, it was taken off on a butterfly's wings. "My preference would be Caterpillar, but none of the social, lonely creatures listen," Pillar mused in an absentminded fashion.

“Caterpillar?” He nodded absently, “There a reason?” It appeared his chance to finally get a peek at his mind, to come nearer to understanding, had just flashed itself before him. He eyed the thinner male, reading his body language, watching the way he moved as he seemed to ponder a response.

"Reasons. Meanings. Attachments. The social lonely creature wants to know, though others’ thoughts never get thrown into that path...Why wouldn't people want to be known as a lowly creature? Consuming, consuming, consuming then dying...." Nova trailed off as he fixed his gaze on the cold concrete. He didn't want to talk about the reasons anymore. They were to closely embedded into his roots that it felt like he was ripping something apart. He rubbed his fingers together, trying to ward the uncomfortable sensation. His intense staring contest with the ground ended too soon as he quickly glanced at the snake; hopefully the creature didn't notice his mumbling like the others. "A blonde fire spoke to me. He blurred out some explanation of a gathering with intoxication. What do you think of that prospect?" Pillar mentioned in a nonchalant manner.

A pause followed another as Rae turned to fully face the rambling teen. His head cocked marginally to the right, the only indication of his attempt to process the words flying from thin lips. He blinked, his dark lashes tangling amongst themselves. What… A somber, depressing thing to say. Were all this boy’s thoughts so…troubling? He quietly observed as the typically inconspicuous caterpillar fidgeted and avoided eye contact. The flaxen strands that shaded the uncomfortable male’s vision whipped about as a particularly numbing wind lashed out, resulting in Rae pulling his light coat closer to his strong-build. He tucked his bare fingers between his arms and sides, shielding them from the bitter weather. Snake’s head cocked further to the side, a few strands of midnight rebelling and hanging in his contemplative gaze, and watched as the smaller teen turned his puzzling gaze to him. A blonde…fire? “You mean a party? With alcohol?” He waited for an affirmative nod before continuing, “I think that’s swell. If you’re into watching gyrating drunkards grinding on one another, that is.” His typically stoic tone was laced with sarcasm as he straightened himself, running a slender hand through disheveled locks before returning it to his jacket pocket. “Why do you ask?” As he waited for an answer, he allowed his mind to sift through the young man’s riddled response. Blonde fire… Party and booze… Could he be talking about that eccentric jackass’ party everyone seemed so buzzed about?

He jerked his head up in utter confusion. Swell? Grinding? Pillar has never stumbled himself into such an unfathomable concept. Words that seemed to have been running him over were now nowhere to be seen. Instead of bothering to come up with some form of response, he noticed the tips of his fingers felt a tingling sensation of become numb. The temperature of the roof seemed to keep slipping lower and lower on a snowy mountain. "Hypothermia isn't welcome," Pillar mumbled before heading into the building. Obnoxious metal scraped against concrete as he opened the door.

His gaze trailed the retreating male for a moment before looking back up at the darkening sky. The day was beginning to turn its reign over to the night, and as expected from the slowly creeping winter, the temperature was rapidly depleting. The sound of the door opening had Snake moving away from the cold and to the beckoning warmth of indoors.

He followed in behind Pillar, “So, Caterpillar,” he paused, attempting to tame the black tendril tickling the bridge of his nose, “This party you mentioned. Would it be Main’s?”

The corner of his lips twitched slightly as the former intruder used his preferred name, but didn't pause in his decent to the ground level floor. However, the snake mentioned something about a main. Where in their slightly strained yet relaxed conversation did main come from? Pillar shook his head slightly, causing undecided golden strands to fly and quickly settle into a new disarray. Engulfed in speculations as to what the raven haired creature meant, he tripped over his own feet. In a brief moment of panicked reflex, he caught the iron railing before tumbling down like a broken toy. The heart Nova often forgot about pounded against his chest, thoroughly angered at the near death experience.

Snake awaited a response, patiently walking a short distance behind his newly acquired acquaintance until he saw the kid began to stumble on the dangerously steep stairway. Sharp reflexes sent Snake lunging forward and his limber hands found themselves caught in the sleeve of the young man’s jacket. Cautiously releasing him from his grasp, Rae crept around the seemingly shocked caterpillar until he was standing directly before him, just a couple steps below. Earthly orbs met stormy grey before he swiftly turned around. “You alright?” There was the faintest hint of concern laced within his otherwise stoic baritone as he began a paced journey down the steps.

Once feet were firmly planted on the stair, Pillar nodded slightly; although the former intruder already started descending the stairs once again. The positions had changed so now he was trailing behind the ebony haired male. Stuffing hands into the deep coat pockets, he pondered over the odd reaction the snake had given him when he was an inch away from falling into the abyss of this stairwell. No answers or likely explanations threw themselves at his disorganized thoughts so he just labeled the creature a mystery. When they finally arrived at the bottom, Nova abruptly asked, "Why have you crashed into my associations?"

Snake moderately slowed his descent, allowing the slim boy to catch up as he contemplated a response. He shrugged, “I came up for a smoke and you asked to bum one from me.” He of course left out the part where he intentionally stalked the lad up to the roof; no need to scare his prey before the strike could even be made.

A relaxed silence fell over the two males as they began walking through the ghost-town of a hallway. Pillar let himself be consumed by pesky thoughts of impossible occurrences such as pens banning together to fight against the mighty pencils who have long enslaved their brethren the mechanical pencil. He could picture the pencils sharpening their lead with eraser shields while the pens nervously nibble on their caps as the dawn for battle approaches. Unfortunately, a voice of a particularly querulous male tore apart the beginnings of the glorious battle the writing utensils were about to commence upon. “After I count to ten, I better not see you. Or else bleach is going down your throats,” the janitor shouted at the snake and caterpillar.

Snake's head quickly whipped around, observant orbs hastily scanning the source of the abrupt noise. When golden laced pools met the disgruntled figure of one of the school's custodians, Rae visibly relaxed. The corner of his mouth quirked upwards fractionally before he directed his attention back to wide storms. "C'mon," he jerked his head towards the exit, "best we get outta his way." The moment they crossed the threshold, an early winter's gust rushed to greet them. Snake pulled his jacket closer, shoving his digits deep within the pockets.

Pillar rapidly buttoned up his vibrantly red coat as winter shoved all of its fearsome power at him. He threw a glance towards the caterpillar he had left in the bushes. Worry tugged on the tip of his iceberg consciousness, Nova didn’t know of those tiny creatures could survive frigid air. Instead of following the path down to the main street, he swerved towards the brushes. At a close distance, his liquid silver orbs tried to focus in the search for the fragile creature.

Rae paused his slow gait down the cracked sidewalk and glanced over his shoulder only to spy the man he had assumed to be behind him posed over a small bush. A dark brow arched as he watched the lad so intently focused on the rustling plant. With the stealth of a predator, Snake slinked up behind the distracted male, bending down over him, bringing his head next to blonde wisps. Green searched rustling leaves in search of what was sought by silver. “Loose something?”

Slightly startled by the close proximity of the snake’s voice, Pillar paused his search for the creature. “The fragile creature would turn into ice over the dark hours,” he gnawed on his bottom lip as the worry sank its claws deeper into his mind. Pushing back unwanted foliage, he took a step forward. Stormy eyes rapidly scanning back and forth for a sign of the endangered creature.

A shadowy brow quirked further as Rae attempted to decipher the cryptic message the caterpillar delivered. “Fragile creature?” He directed his gaze the young man, watching his worried expression from the corner of his eye.

Pillar nodded slightly, not actually interpreting the words. Abruptly a glimpse of green, differing from the surrounding leaves by a few shades caught his attention. He stooped to the green’s level and scooped up the many-limbed critter. Hints of a triumphant smile tinted his lips as he held the tiny creature close to his face, checking over for any injuries.

His own lips seemed to mirror the younger man’s smile as he observed. Had it been this tiny creature that caused the subdued panic? Righting his stance, Snake shook his head lightly. What an odd boy. “What do you plan to do with it?”

Silver eyes flicked open and closed as he tried to figure out what he was going to do about the poor creature. He hadn’t thought out his plan that far ahead into the future. His expression brightened slightly while he went to open his lightly hanging messenger bag. Digging through the abyss of his bag, he fished out a small, unfolded cardboard box. Nova handed the caterpillar to the former intruder so he could assemble the box. After the safe environment was created, he tore off a few leaves from the brush. He mentally apologized to the plant, but hopefully those leaves would go unnoticed.

A slightly puzzled expression adorned his sharp features as the soft creature was placed within his grasp. He directed his confused gaze from the green insect to the boy rustling through his bag. A brow was further arched as a small cardboard box was produced. Blinking, Rae gently placed the caterpillar within its new home and quickly returned his hands to warm pockets.

Closing the box lightly, Pillar started trekking across the institution. The location’s directions slowly revealed themselves to him as his shoe-clad feet tapped rhythmically on the debris littered sidewalk.

Snake followed after the young male, his long strides quickly returning him to his spot beside the caterpillar. They walked in a comfortable silence, each left to their own thoughts as the chilling wind filled the silence.



Pillar leisurely walked through the ornate threshold. Dark lighting and heavy aroma of alcohol washed over him; a relaxed sigh passed through his lips as a prosaic scene graced his eyes. He passed by small groups of intoxicated humans, but turned in the direction of the taller male who hadn’t followed him inside.

Hazel orbs blinked as they stared at the large door he was now confronted with. Whose house was this? He glanced down at his traveling companion a slight frown marring his otherwise smooth features. He blinked in slight surprise as the shorter male sauntered into the house without the slightest of hesitation or faintest of knocks. He peered around the doorframe, eyes following after the young male before cautiously stepping in when his gaze met silver.

When the raven-haired male arrived next to the tranquil being, he started maneuvering around the masses of humans. They drunkenly serenaded one another with their motions caused by the beat of music. Others laughed an octave too loudly or talked in slurred voices that made Pillar cringe inwardly. Once across the main area, the two males ended up in an almost deserted kitchen. Nova quickly noticed where the alcohol was congregated and picked out two bottles of cheap beer. Walking back to the noticeably tense snake, he handed him a beer.

An observant gaze darted around the room in rapid flicks, taking in the state of utter disarray and chaos. His nerves calmed fractionally as the constant din from the front room was muffled in the otherwise quiet kitchen. He directed a startled gaze to the blonde as the cool bottle of beer brushed the back of his hand. He nodded in light gratitude before accepting it and taking a fairly tentative sip.

“You don’t place yourself in intoxicated backgrounds often?” Pillar asked, curiosity tinted his otherwise calm voice. He took a drink from the brown glass bottle while leaning against one of the expensive counters.

“Not particularly…” His deep baritone reverberated in the lush quarters as he took another drink. “Is this your home?”

He shook his pale mop of hair. Pillar lived in a house with six others; he would never let these types of people in a four mile radius of his house.

“Then… would this be the ‘blonde fire’s’ house?” He voiced, recalling their conversation on the roof as he leisurely moved around the kitchen.

Pillar nodded in confirmation. Taking a sip from the lightly alcoholic drink, he mused, “Only court jesters house such festivities.”

Snake chuckled around the rim of his bottle, nodding. Now the only question was the location of said jester. More than likely, from his observation, he’d be swamped by members of the opposite sex. He continued his slow gait about the kitchen, readjusting the miscellaneous items within the kitchen along with the occasional spilt glass. He recumbent against a chair across from Pillar, sipping from the perspiring beverage and met the young man’s gaze. “Do you frequent parties?”

“They have means of intoxicating the mind. Although normally I avoid the creatures by moving to higher ground,” Pillar replied, occasionally taking a drink from the cool bottle.

Snake peeled himself from the chair and once again meandered around the kitchen before taking a step out of the quieter room. He glanced back at the boy in the kitchen before continuing on at his usual, slow gait.

Nova arched an eyebrow in the retreating figure’s direction, before returning to a standing position and trailing after the snake.



The hours whittled away, spent in relative silence and the occasional burst of small talk. Taking a sip from what would be his third beer, Snake glanced over at the thin male. “Before you mentioned higher ground. Care to elaborate?”

Glancing over in the long-lashed male, “Rooftops are often deserted by the social lonely creatures and the rosy fingertips of dawn are best seen on them,” Pillar murmured before taking a drink from the alcoholic drink. He held the box containing the hopefully healthy caterpillar.

Snake smiled faintly at the caterpillar’s unusual speak and nodded; he could understand the need of solitude completely. He casually noted the subtle literature reference and his smile broadened fractionally. They continued their stroll through Main’s house in companionable hush, barely noting the gradual drop in noise. They traveled through the abandoned chaos back towards the main room.

Snake paused at the unusual sight that greeted them: Main slumped in the couch, eyes red rimmed and glossy, Evanson appearing to council the attention seeker’s woes.

Nova noticed his companion had paused in their meandering throughout the house. Shifting his gaze in the direction the snake was staring at graced him with a seemingly mundane sight. The overly intoxicated often sought after the companion of others or are overwhelms with tsunamis of artificial emotions, although the male next to him didn’t seem accustom to such displays.

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Daniel's hand reeled back as if Jackson's skin had burnt him. Scathing words that brought upon a flight response in him, throwing him even further out of his comfort zone. He pushed his glasses up with his hand, rubbing his forehead and the bones around his eyes, applying more pressure then usual. This wasn't going so well, at the very least he needed some fresh air to clear his head, get away from intoxicated emotions and the toil they caused him. "Too bad you can't just have a cold shower." Daniel sighed and stood up, straightening out his shirt as he did so. Inducing the blonde with shock was the last thing they needed, a split open cranium being a close second. Not only would it force him to call an ambulance, but it would bring the police around, and then they would be in some real trouble.

What was he supposed to do in this situation? It would be frowned upon to just leave him here, but the exasperated boy was currently in a situation that was wearing him thin - fleeing seemed like to be in his best imminent interest. Though such an action would have drawbacks, and he wasn't heartless, so he couldn't just leave the two alone in their drunken wake. It didn't help that things could take a turn for the worst, neither of them seemed to have alcohol poisoning, but he wasn't an expert on that subject either. Plus it didn't mean the boys were beyond sleeping on their stomach and inevitably choking on their own vomit. Daniel visibly cringed, even the thought of that fate was bad enough.

"Pinch yourself until it goes away?" He suggested, though he wasn't sure if the trick would work well on a drunk person, being that his nervous system would be working much slower. Perhaps it would only take longer. Daniel thought that holding one's breath or biting the tongue was better by a large margin, but those didn't seem like good options either. "And get dressed too." Anything to get the boy to stop thinking about sex; that could possibly be enough, with enough time.

He left his post beside Jackson and reached over to the top of a lamp shade, yanking off a shirt and throwing it at Jackson. Next he spotted a pair of pants bundled behind the television, and threw that at him as well. In the process he also found his missing sock, which was quickly tugged back onto his foot, where it belonged. It was going pretty well until he saw that the three of them weren't the only ones at Main's house, despite the impression they were under earlier. He had recognized them easily, Nova (Didn't people call him something else? Inchworm? Something like that.) Queal and Rae Nyoka, who was known as 'Snake' to some degree.

The skin on he face heated up, turning red for what may be the hundredth time this night. Daniel wasn't sure if he felt more shame for himself, or was more effected by the second hand embarrassment that Jackson had brought upon him. Willing away the thoughts of 'Kill the witnesses' he placed his face in his hands and hit his head against the top of the t.v. "I'm never drinking again, a life of sobriety awaits me. Call the pope, sign me up for the next choir recruitment, I'm going to be purer than the virgin Mary herself." He groaned and slid his hands off and back to his sides. This wasn't even that bad, not compared to larger parties. Or even worse - college and university parties, where young adults pranced around high on both their new found freedom and hits of ecstasy.

After his brief wallowing Daniel grabbed the remote, quickly switching the station to young children's programming. If this didn't get rid of Jackson's erection than he didn't know what would. The bright colors and collection of young children and a nanny-like figure couldn't be appealing in the slightest. He turned the volume down a few notches, making sure it wasn't too loud. The only thing that could outmatch this was 'Teletubbies', or perhaps 'Dinotopia'. Even the mere thought of 'Zippo' irritated him. Seriously, fuck Zippo, that smart-ass, ping-pong bastard. His hate for the fictional neurotic Troodon was unlike anything else he had felt in the world, and yet...

Daniel bit his cheek and slide his shoes onto his feet. Right, enough dicking around already - no pun intended. He turned around to face the group, which now seemed to include Rae and Nova, though he didn't really care what they did. He was more interested in Jackson and Ro at the moment, even thought they weren't exactly in a state of being a huge danger to themselves. "I'll be right back. Be good, don't be naughty." He paled a bit. Great, now he sounded like a Korean man saying goodbye to his girlfriend, rather than a pent-up friend. Daniel exhaled largely, as if breathing would allow him to relax, and he soon exited out of Main's place of residence, regardless of his better judgement and awareness of his selfish actions.

It was less of the pizza, which would certainly help the two get sober, but more of the walk there that Daniel was interested in. He quite enjoyed the night in general, a sense of danger from being out in the city after dark combined with the lack of light and people was oddly soothing to him, in a way that helped organize his thoughts and stay on his toes. The fresh air, or as fresh as it could be in New York City, was a help as well. He took the last step off the stairs that led up the porch of the home and turned in the direction of the fast-food restaurant. He smelled like alcohol, cigarettes and pot, but couldn't really find himself minding much. Daniel stuffed his pockets into his jacket and started walking, only a bit disappointed that he couldn't take his sweet time.

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Jackson sat on the ground, his face in a pouty expression. He looked down and grabbed his 'little amigo' and squeezed, listening to Daniel's advice. He let out a little groan, then bit his lip to hold it in. His grip loosened when Daniel threw his shirt at him. The shirt feell to the ground and Jackson stared at it. He was too hot... He didn't want it on... Nor did he want any clothing on. "I'll be right back. Be good, don't be naughty." He heard Daniel warn them. Jackson looked over to Ro as Daniel left the house. "It hurts Ro..."

Jackson looked at Ro longingly. "Ro... Ro... I dunno what to do..." Jackson's grip tighten as he thought of Ro. He let out quiet moans, trying to hold himself together. "It's so hard when your drunk!!!" He shouted in agony. Jackson had never been through this. Getting horny and then not being able to satisfy him. "Rooooo~ Roooo~ auh... ~" Jackson closed his eyes and leaned forward. "Help me Ro~"

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Was the storm over? or was this the calm before the storm? His head really wasn't fitted on as well as it usually is, and with his games, it was essential to have his head on tight and ready to be act on impulse, to have quick reflexes. Stumbling and falling was no excuse as you'd just jump back up again, always getting back up, standing tall, but right now, it seemed he wasn't the same. For one, he had gone over his limit. Yes he had enjoyed himself, had a few drinks, danced with a few girls that he never expected to, asked girls out who just happened to be already taken, everything going wrong, and then to end that, his body and mind frozen from the kiss Jackson had given him.

Ro was supposed to act on impulse....shouldn't he of pushed him away? Shouldn't he of saved Daniel and stopped Jackson. Why couldn't he move? Why couldn't he push Jackson away? and despite drinking the water Ro had given him, his mind still buzzed, and didn't know what he was feeling, and though Jackson was always active, it seemed Daniel stopping him had made him upset, and now telling them not to go, "I-I love you guys so much...and I don't understand why I love you this way....it feels all weird...and I just...I really wanted to have sex with a guy...and I thought it would be okay with you". Well he wasn't sure about the sex part, but he too felt weird and didn't understand. The water he had mightswell of been put over his head with the good it was doing inside. Least Daniel had his head on.

With Daniel going out soon, Ro stood by as Daniel comforted Jackson, which was the better choice since he had a clearer head, as he told him it was fine if he was gay or bisexual and that he could experiment, but that it was better if he had a clearer head, which was true. Afterall, many people acted in ways they didn't truly wish to when they were drunk, and then Daniel suggested that they could all sleep together, but now Jackson had to settle, as Daniel tried to do this with giving him his clothes, putting on children's programmes before he left, leaving inexperienced him with his head out of joint to carry on, as Jackson turned to him, "It hurts Ro...Ro...Ro...I dunno what to do...It's so hard when your drunk!!!...Rooooo~Roooo~auh...Help me Ro~".

What to do? What to do? What could he do? One part of him wanted to rush over to him and hold him, while the other was like stay back and stay safe while you are. The thought on his mind to help him was to satisfy him, which was essentially doing what he wants, but with him being drunk, he didn't exactly want that, or did he? Maybe it'll all clear up in the morning, even if they'd probably all have a hangover, so he wasn't looking forward to that. He didn't know what was wrong with him, since he wanted to be in Jackson's arms and to relive that moment again, but as he was slowly recovering, something inside was telling him to wait. Guess they'd all find out in the morning how each of them feel, cos right now, the mind was messed up, as he approached Jackson with a fresh cup of water. Last time he was close to him, he had told him that his instincts told him to kiss him, and that he made him horny, so surely the best solution was for him to leave then? but he couldn't leave him in pain either, as he asked, "Your doing it", continuing on from what Daniel told him to do, before asking, "Just tell me what I can do to help. I'm sorry, I'm not thinking straight at all". Best tell him, afterall Daniel was the one with brains, all he could do was throw and kick around balls, which wasn't the best topic to bring up about now.

Since he approached him from behind, he moved to the side a little so Jackson could see him as he took a little sip of the fresh water, so if Jackson didn't take for him, then maybe he'd take because he drank from it, as one hand felt his forehead as if he was a doctor before moving his hand to his chin, as he spoke softly and calmly, both to help him and hopefully help Jackson as well. Daniel was right, maybe best when they were awake, knowing what they were doing, as the hand on his forehead moved to his chin, before moving the cup towards his lips, "It probably won't help much, but at least it'll cool you down. I won't leave you", even as he told himself that he had no clue. Afterall, all this was a first for him, and look at it. He wanted to help him. Afterall, even after knowing him for a little while, and couldn't imagine school-life without him. He looked up briefly to find a clock but instead saw two others, but right now Jackson was his concern, and he didn't care what happened to him, as he thought about the movie and pizza they could all watch with them all at peace as Daniel had said. He didn't mean to be rude, but it was like Doctors, when they were busy, they were busy, and couldn't speak to everyone that came in, as much as they want to.

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Jackson shivered as he heard Ro go into the kitchen. He was so hot and felt so weak. He just wanted to pass out. "So hot.....~" He moaned. What Daniel said made sense, but still... Jackson had gotten himself all riled up, and was now having a hard time calming down sing he was totally wasted. He couldn't just think of something else while his mind wouldn't listen. Heard Ro come up behind him. "Just tell me what I can do to help. I'm sorry, I'm not thinking straight at all" He heard him say. He turned slightly to see a blured vision of what he assumed was Ro. He wanted to reply, but he wouldn't conjure up any words.

Jackson let out a sigh of relief, feeling Ro's hand on his forehead. It was nice and cool. As Ro held up the cup to his mouth, Jackson began to drink slowly. "It probably won't help much, but at least it'll cool you down. I won't leave you" Hearing Ro say that made Jackson smile slightly. As the water slid down his throat, cooling him down. As the cup left his lips, Jackson opened his mouth and said in a hushed whisper, "Thank you...." Jackson's expression was flushed and exhausted. He couldn't see anything but a blurred world. "I'm sorry..."

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Feeling his forehead, he could feel how hot he was, and that he needed cooling down, which was why he gave him the water. However, he needed more than that, which he why he told him it wouldn't help much. It gave Jackson some cooling down and comfort though, as Ro spotted the corners of his mouth tugging with a smile on his face again, which in turn made Ro smile. He was glad it was working out, though one simple drink wouldn't cure it all, and though he had said he wouldn't leave him, he would have to leave one more time from his side, as much as half of him told him to stay.

Just as he was about to return to the kitchen, he then heard a faint sound from Jackson, "Thank you....I'm sorry...". Course Jackson was eccentric, active, full of energy, which all increased and made him hyper when he was drunk aswell as burning himself out, but apart from his persistance, Jackson had given him something no one had before. The kisses he got from the girls didn't feel right, mostly due to them being drunk, but Jackson's had hit the note, and had more feeling behind it, despite him being more drunk than others. It must mean something.

He wanted to tell him that, but he didn't want to break down and start acting like a girl. Not only that, but they also had company, and right now, it was Jackson that mattered, as he whispered, "It's okay", adding a soft smile as his hand touched his cheek as he looked to his eyes, before he got up and got to the kitchen, before he got any ideas. It would be wrong to get the idea or say anything foolish, as the way he felt could be changed tomorrow when he woke up.

Returning from the kitchen, Ro this time sat beside Jackson, putting the cup on the table, before applying the compressed cloth of nice cool water on one side of his cheek, before moving onto the other, while his other hand felt where he was hot before the cold compress followed suit. It should help, as Ro looked back to Jackson, "So how you feeling?", he asked as if he was a Doctor, though he generally asked due to his concern.

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Jackson drank the water with a smile and looked at Ro. He leaned on him as he cam back with a cloth to cool him down. "So how you feeling?" He heard Ro ask him. Jackson touched his hand and replied, "Just fwine..." He put the cup down and touched Ro's face gently and whispered in a soft voice, "I'm not 'o horny 'ight now." Jackson closed his eyes as he moved slowly up to Ro's face and kissed his lips gently. No tongue like before. It was simply a soft kiss. Jackson moved back from him, but still leaned on. His eyes were closed and his mind beginning to shut down for the night...

He was quickly asleep on Ro without a second thought. Jackson was hot and tired, but Ro's comfort had just made him want to sleep. He was a peaceful and heavy sleeper. He rarely moved while sleeping, but could easily be moved and not wake up.

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"hey"

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Ren Fujinari

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Ro Kaizer

Just chill.....alright?

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I wanna feel the metamorphosis and cleansing I've endured within |WIP|

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Nova Queal

The butterflies separated by fate are becoming one.[WIP]

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I wanna feel the metamorphosis and cleansing I've endured within |WIP|

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Ro Kaizer

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Ren Fujinari

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Alright, I think I can say that this roleplay is officially dead. So I'm going to abandon my character, so my list isn't cluttered, and so I can use him again another time...Daniel is just too fun. I just wanted to make sure that this was okay with you guys, and that no one would be too bummed about this, but I'm sure we all saw this coming. It's been fun. Let us all meet again for wondrous roleplay games sometime in the future.

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Courage the Cowardly Dog was scary, but awesome. I loved it even if it frightened me.
I didn't watch Invader Zim until people were raving about it in High School. Honestly, I don't care for it all that much, though I liked some episodes. I really liked Jhonen Vasquez's Johnny the Homicidal Maniac though, that's great.


ALSO..IMPORTANT.
I guess it's my turn to post. Not sure what to do. Should I do a time skip? To the next morning? The next day? Another day? What should I do? Not sure what to do. Throw me a bone.

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Glad I can be of service, Lovely ^^

Dexters lab! Oh memories... Danny Phantom as well and the Odd parents... Pokemon!!! Rugrats actually used to freak me out a tad when I was little... same with Courage the Cowardly dog... *shudder* And Invader Zim! I used to be terrified of that show... I think its cuz the first episode I saw was where Zim stole everyone's organs.... But then years later I find Im in absolute love with it xD GIR <3 Another obsession of mine. The Spectacular Spider-Man. My word. I still know every lyric to its opening theme

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Look at that face. Erg.
Sagwa was the best, same with Dragon Tales. But Rugrats and Dexters Lab was were it was it, I'm telling you. And Fairy Odd Parents....Danny Phantom..Jimmy Neutron..DIGIMON AND POKEMON yess.

Hah, yay! I'm happy to entertain!
You need to find a very nice, hidden cave. Then, you surround it with bear traps.

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.....I look at the OCC tab and see a creepy assed dinosaur picture. Did someone break the universe?

ANYWAYS, it's always lovely to receive sympathy from you, dear.

And I do plan on hibernating, but those pesky humans tend to wake me up e.o" Also your post left me giggling all over the place x3

we reallyyyy neeeeeed to start writing the GGs! They are callingggg, no, begginggggg to be written.

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Yea never watched it... I used to be enthralled by Teletubbies xD and Sagwa the chinese Siamese Cat x3 that was like my childhood.... that and Dragon Tales

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Hah, sorry to hear that everything made you so tired. Perhaps you should take up hibernating for the winter months ahead of us?

And thanks! :D I'm glad you enjoy it.

Zippo is an asshole. I fucking hate Zippo...and yet...I love Zippo...., that annoying bastard. He's a dinosaur from a terrible old television show called Dinotopia. Never watch it.
You know the ads that go "Meth. Not even once." ? It's just like that.

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I'm sorry, dear *not really* And me too... I kinda really want to write the GGs now... JJ and Juice <3

Also. Forte. Another brilliant display of wit and humor in your post xD

And... what's... Zippo...?

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It felt like I took a nap when I first went to class. Then as the hour drew on, my eyes started to hurt and I started falling asleep e.o Then I got home and past out ^^ Until you woke me up again e.o with your insane amounts of textinggggg. Luckily I got my sleep so HAHAHAH. My head hurts. I'm still really tired T-T I'm so glad the post is done.

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Take your time! Your writing is always a treat ^^ And thank you again

But poor Cass... She had an art class 3 hours after we posted that x'D

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Hah, yess! It was very good! I mean wow, really nice writing you guys.
Now I should write up a reply...once I think of something! 8)

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...Words... English... Fuck em all e.o

Cass-isnt-here: Cassy can't think anymore T-T Its too late at nightttttt

You mean early in the morning? So yeaaaa our collab post is finally up... so sorry for the wait OTL

Cass-isnt-here:I don't freaking care if it morning or night. Sleep is needed T-T

Onward! To the bed-mobile! Sleep.

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Bahaha, he'd probably be embarrassed to hear that.
Yay! I'm excited to read it. :D

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Ain't he? x3 I find him absolutely adorable.

Okay good! Just making sure ^^ And its not dumb~ Its absolutely adorable x3 *btw, cass and I are getting pretty close to posting our collab post.... its gettin kinda long now... but they should be at the party tomorrow!*

also i found this. This artists is my current obsession

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Jesus fucking Christ. Cry's pretty cool.

And yeah. p much why i'm trying to tone it down a bit, through daniel's dumb awkward-ness. And yeah, nooo shut downs. :V

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He is an odd one that Scott.... As is his best bud Ryan (aka: Cry)

Alllsoooo. Quick Q. Does everyone here know RPG's regulations on smut? Yes? No? I'd really like this not getting shut down xD

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I loved the nut bag video

The confusion that strikes like a vicious snake

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That, my friend, is the glory of Scott Jund.

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......... Welp, just read the last few posts.... When Pillar and Snake finally do walk in on a conversation akin to that last.... This is what will be going through Snake's mind

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Oh my god that video..

Okay, I shall be confused and frightened, but I am happy about it too! >:{D

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... I was thoroughly confused by your response before I looked down at what I said... I fucked up... Eh xD You know what I ment.

And.. I..k...r Usually we only post liek once a week or less xD