"I didn't mean it Dee," Dum yelled running after his brother. He threw down his axe so it would be easier to run after him. "I'm sorry I wasn't thinking."
"That's exactly why I hate you Dum," Dee shouted back, turning around making Dum slam into him. They thudded to the ground, Dee's axe slamming onto the ground next to them. "You never think of what you say, or how it will effect people." He screamed at Dum, punching him in the face. Dum fell back, still grasping onto Dee's cross. "You can't just tell someone you love them if you don't mean it." He hit Dum again, slowly getting off of his brother.
Dum thought to himself as to what he should say to his brother. "But, what if I did mean it?" Dum questioned in a whisper. Dee turned to look at him.
"Then we're not brothers anymore," Dee choked back, water falling down his face. He started to run away and Dum didn't do anything, he just sat there, watching his brother run away. Or was he not his brother anymore. Dum decided to not think about it since his brain hurt. Instead he thought of the soft lips caressing his after confessing his love. She was a lovely lady, always got him tea in the morning, always had a smile on her face. But that kiss, something was off, it wasn't powerful. He thought he loved her, but aren't kisses supposed to be magical between two people? Dum's brain started to hurt again, so instead he decided to get up and go back to the gates. He could probably defend without Dee. He walked slowly, trying not to think about the fact that he might not love the girl he kissed. What was her name? He couldn't even really think of it. Does she even have a name? No, because she's just a servant girl. She's expendable. Of course! That's why her kiss wasn't all that powerful, she has no emotions. She wasn't happy that Dum confessed, she was just doing what she thought was right. Dum smiled. 'I'm glad that's bloody over with.' He reached the gates and was surprised to see Alice standing in front of them.
"Can I help you Miss Alice," Dum spoke, trying to figure out if he say anything with her. She smiled at him and put her hands behind her back.
"I just came here to visit Blood," she spoke, stepping forward. 'Oh, right, she's Blood's property. "I just can't get through the gates without assistance."
"Oh course Miss Alice," Dum spoke, opening the gates to let her through. She nodded her head and gave him a thank you. "Uh, Miss Alice?"
"Yes Dum?"
"When you kiss Blood," he stuttered and her face grew red. "Do you feel something?"
She looked down at her feet, she let out a breath and looked back up at him. "I suppose so." She smiled again and walked back into the mansion. Dum looked down, so he needed something special to happen when he kissed someone. 'Can't be that hard.' He walked away from the gate. 'Don't think anyone will try to break in today, it's tea day.' He walked back to the direction Dee went. He needed to apologize. Why was Dee so mad that Dum thought he was in love? Because Dum always says stuff without thinking? Possibly, but what really made him say they weren't brothers anymore? Dum scratched his head as he walked past other servant girls, he never really realized it before, but they all looked the same. So the servant girl he kissed today might not have even been the girl that brought him tea yesterday. He scratched his head again. Why was thinking so painful? He shook his head, trying to get the thinking out. He walked into him and Dee's living quarters. Dum's stuff was scattered around everywhere. He was a total slob. Was that why Dee said they weren't brothers anymore? He was tired of picking up Dum's stuff. Maybe. Wait, no, that's preposterous. Dee loved picking up his clothes. Which led him to another question. Why were his clothes laying on the floor? He turned to go down the hallway towards Dee's room. 'Surely he must be in his room.' He walked towards Dee's door, but stopped short of opening it.
"Why," He heard Dee choke out from inside his room. "Why can't you just bloody see." He could hear Dee's sobs, he wanted to run in there and demand why Dee was crying. "Why can't you see that I love you." Dum touched the door, trying his best to understand who Dee was talking about. 'So Dee's in love. Didn't seem very possible but I guess it could happen.' He opened the door and ran up to Dee's body, it was slouched over his bed. He was weeping into a pillowing grasping at it tightly.
"Dee, who has made you feel like this?" Dum spoke, pulling Dee's head up to meet Dum's eyes. Dee's eyes were puffy and red, his face covered in snot and tears. He looked at Dum, his eyes barely open and pushed Dum away.
"Get away from me!" Dee shouted, causing Dum's heart to slightly ache. "We're not brothers anymore remember?" He cried out another sob and put his hands up to his face.
"You may not think that Dee, but I still do. If one brother still believes it then it's true," Dum spoke, walking back up to Dee. "I want to know who has made you cry. I will eliminate them. No one should make my brother cry." Dee only cried harder. He looked up at Dum, anger shown on his face.
"You can't eliminate him, unless you'd kill yourself," Dee yelled, sobbing back into his hands. What did that mean? That the person Dee was in love with was so powerful Dum would probably die trying to kill him? Maybe.
"Just tell me who he is Dee, I will handle this," Dum spoke again, placing his hand on Dee's shoulder. "I hate seeing you cry." Dee shrugged off Dum's hand.
"No," Dee whispered, falling back down onto his bed. "Just leave me alone Dum."
"No, not until you tell me who has made you cry."
"God, you are such an idiot," Dee exclaimed, throwing his arms into the air. "I can;t believe I could fall in love with someone as dumb as you!" Dum's brain raced, the thinking giving him a headache. Did that mean that Dee loved him? Or someone like him?
"Dee," Dum spoke softly, grasping Dee's hand. "Do you love me?" Dee's eyes opened widly. He stared up at Dum's calm red eyes.
"Of course you idiot," Dee murmured, inching his face close to Dum's. Dum stared into his eyes, the cool blue that they were. 'Dee's in love with me? Why?'
"Why?" Dum questioned again. He never got an answer since Dee decided to smash his lips against Dum's. Dum's body exploded with passion. Is this passion he was feeling? Yes. He clasped his arms around Dee's waist, pressing harder onto his lips. He most certainly felt something, something good when he kissed Dee's lips. Dee touched Dum's cheek, causing Dum to get all warm and fuzzy inside. 'Is this what love feels like?' He kissed harder, not caring if he needed to breath, he just wanted kiss Dee's salty lips forever.
Dee pulled away. Dum opened his eyes to see the blue ones staring, still red from his crying that happened only moments ago. He looked down.
"I'm sorry I made you cry Dee," Dum whispered into his ear. Dee didn't say anything, he only pushed Dum away.
"Just leave Dum," Dee choked out, still looking down. "I don't want to deal with your idiocy right now."
"But Dee," Dum said, but a pain formed on the side of his cheek as Dee punched him square in the jaw. Dum stared but decided he needed to leave if he even wanted to walk to Dee again. He turned to look at Dee, who was already sprawled out on his bed again, weeping. "Dee, I really-"
"Just go away Dum!"
"No Dee, I can't understand why you're mad at me but don't just shut me out," Dum spoke. He turned and left the room. "I'm sorry."
Dee sat in his room, finally he had stopped crying. How long had he been pushing down his feelings for Dum? A really long time. He looked out the window at the developing garden. How many times had he pictured Dum coming into his room one day and kissing his lips? A lot. What did he do a lot whenever he thought of Dum caressing his bum, or sucking on his nipple? Bad things. Dee exhaled. Sure his head didn't hurt from thinking but he didn't want to think anymore. He walked out of his room. 'Dum must have gone back to the gate.' He looked at all of Dum's shit scattered around the room. 'Can he even physically clean?' Dee caught himself smiling. He picked up Dum's dirty shirt, the smell of him still lingering. He shoved the shirt against his nose. Smelling the smell he had come to love over the years. The musky tea smell. He threw it into the pile and started cleaning up the food.
"Dee," he heard a familiar voice whisper. "Are you okay?" He looked up to see Boris sitting in his windowsil.
"What do you want Boris?"
"I came here for Dum, he says you hate him," Boris spoke, a smile spreading across his lips. "He seemed very upset, almost depressed. He talked about how he never noticed how much he as in love with you." Dee's eyes grew big.
"Don't play games with me Boris," Dee spoke, shrugging of the words that Boris spat out. "You lie like a whore when she's on the job."
"Why I never," Boris spoke, jumping onto the ground. He sat up tall and walked over to Dee. "How can you possibly know that I'm not lying?" A smile grimaced his face, the evil in his eyes showing.
"Because you never speak the truth."
"Perhaps you've just never believed me. But trust me Dee, Dum is in love with you, wether he shared it with me or not."
"I don't believe you Boris."
"Well, if you do want Dum to love you back, I could help." Boris spoke, whispering in Dee's ear. "All you have to do is give him this."Boris took out a small vial. "One sip of this and he'll be all over you." He placed the vial in Dee's hand. It was cold, but Dee grasped it and looked at it.
"What is this Boris?" Dee questioned looking up at Boris wearily. Boris smiled.
"It's just a booster for love," he said turning away from Dee. "It's yours for free."
"Yeah right, you always have a ploy."
"Dee, I'm surprised. You're my friend, there is no game here."
"Boris."
"Fine," he stammered out stomping his foot. "All I'm saying is that if Dum isn't completely in love with you two days he dies.
"What?" Dee said, looking at the seemingly innocent vial.
"In no way, shape, or form is that a love potion," Boris said, pointing at the vial. "It is simply a booster. If Dum truly has feelings for you that potion will help him see." Boris looked down. "But if he doesn't he dies."
Dee looked at Boris already giving him back the vial. "I'm not going to kill Dum."
"But Dee, I am positive that Dum is in love with you. He is just and idiot."
"No Boris," Dee yelled.
"Just try Dee, I'm sure it will make someone happy." Boris smiled, turning to leave.
"If it doesn't work," Dee whispered. "I will kill you."
"Understandable." Boris left the premises. Dee stared at the vial, contemplating what he should do.
"If he doesn't fall in love with you, he will die."
Did Dee want to wait anymore? Not really. He walked over to the cooking area, putting the kettle on the burner.
"Dee," he heard another familiar voice say as it echoed through the room.
"Yes Dum," Dee spoke walking over to where Dum stood.
"Are you still mad at me?" He murmured, a frown spreading across his lips.
"No, I guess not," Dee said, rubbing the back of his head.
"Oh, great!" Dum yelled, pulling Dee into his embrace. The tea pot rang out, signaling the water was not enough. "You're making tea? But it's not tea time?"
"Yes, but it is tea day," Dee whispered walking over to the teapot. He poured two glasses and put tea bags in.
"So Dee, you're in love with me?" Dum said as Dee tried to mix the potion into Dum's drink. "That's rather queer isn't it. A brother falling in love with a brother."
"Dum look a bird," Dee yelled pointing at the window. Dum looked and quickly Dee poured the potion into the tea.
He looked back up at Dee and sipped his tea. "Don't lie to me Dee."
"I would never," Dee said chuckling slightly. He looked into Dum's red eyes. They dilated. The next thing Dee knew he was sprawled on the ground with Dum hovering over top of him.
"What did I just drink?" He murmured before shoving his lips against Dee's. Dee's body warmed instantly to the gesture, making him want more. He clasped Dum's cheeks, pulling Dum closer to him. Dum licked Dee's lips trying to intercept them but Dee pushed Dum away. "What's wrong Dee?"
"Do you love me?"
"I'm not entirely sure," Dum said, pulling Dee into his embrace. "I think o," Dee looked into Dum's small pupils. He kissed his lips again grabbing tufts of his hair. Dum mumbled something but Dee ignored him. He just needed more of Dum, he was done with trying to be reserved. He pushed hi body up against Dum as Dum embraced him harshly. "Dee," Dum whispered in between kisses. Dee shut him up again by forcing his tongue into Dum's mouth. Their tongues played and danced with each other. They fell back onto the floor and Dum pulled away from Dee.
"Shall we?"