Kit-
I sat in the room now so familiar to me after the horrible battle in Idris. Kit had been told about the horrors of the battle. How the inquisitor had been stabed by Annabell Lee. And shortly after Livey. The thought of Liveys death made kits heart burn in his chest. He was carful not to mention it around Julian. Any menton of the death cause him to withdrawal from everyone and hide in his studio. And when it was mentioned around Ty he had a breakdown. It was strange how both boys so different blamed themselves for what happend to Livey. Kit felt a tear at his heart when he thought about Annabell. He could only imagine what pain she was in. Malcom Fade high worlock of Los Angles raised his love and Annabell killed him for it. She had murdered three people, that kit knew of. His pain however was replaced by a sharp feeling of anger. He would find Annabell and Kill her himself!
Kit had a sharp memory return to him of him and Ty on the roof of the London institute. He remberd holding Ty, tighter than he had held anyone in his life. He felt happy knowing that Ty was the first person he'd held with any intamacy. Over the past month he had felt growing fellings for Ty. But Kit wouldn't burden Ty with his own irashinal feelings, not when Ty was so vonrable and needed him the most. Kit fell back on the bed of the room he was in. Ty's room. He Had not been is his own room sense the Annabell killings. He was one of one of the only people who could comfort Ty these days. Kit had know idea why but he felt it in his soul that Ty needed him more than he's needed him ever before. At night Kit stayed with Ty. Julian and Emma didn't know. Kit didn't want to see there faces when and if they found out. Frankly Julian scared and annoyed him. "Julian." Kit said the name out loud with a sigh. At that moment Tiberius Blackthorn came stumbling into the room...
Ty -
Ty was drained. What he wanted now was to find kit and hold him in his arms he wanted him to squeeze him and run his fingers through the other boys hair. He wanted Kit to kiss him. But he knew his own feelings were wild and wrong. He had to control himself or it would disgust Kit. He would be revolted by Ty. Ty couldent handle loosening the friendship he had with kit. When he walked into his room to find Kit sprawled across the bed, his hands on the back of his head, and his chest rising and falling slowly Ty's stomach did a flip. His stomach seamed to fly up to his heart and sink fast back down to the pit of his stomach. Kit was clearly asleep, Ty didn't want to intrude not when Kit was so helpless all filters slipped away. Ty wanted to lay down next to him. It was his room, but he stood in the doorway staring he tried to shut the door behind him without been loud. Kit's lashes fluttered and he stirred. Kit was now laying on his side facing Ty, muttering soundless nothing's. Ty couldn't take it anymore. He fell to his nee's with a bang. Kit jumped so high he nearly fell off the bed. "Ty! Are you ok? What's wrong?" Kit shouted. Ty stood up. He knew he was blushing he was looking down at the floor as far away from Kit as possible. "Ty." Kit spoke softly standing up. He went over to Ty. "I'm sorry for waking you." He spoke in a shy bashful voice.
Kit put a hand on his shoulder. "Is that all." He asked his mouth twitching at the corners.
Ty felt his nee's go week he sagged onto Kit. Kit looked shocked. "Are you tired." Kit asked in a soft voice. It was overwhelming. Ty had always been controlled around Kit he had stayed in control. But lately with everything that's been going on his defenses had been ripped away and he felt the overwhelming compulsion to hug or kiss Kit. It made his hands shake. Ty nodded at Kit and lay down on the bed or at least tried to. He fell to the floor. His hands shaking and he began to rock back and forth. Kit went down next to him. "Is this about Julian?" He asked. Ty nodded...
The Julian thing.