One minute I'm sitting in Biology, the next this-this- Daring Clia came out of nowhere and the urge to write it all down came over me! I couldn't control it! And she knew I would feel wrong about writing this and later publishing it, just like I do right now, but she didn't care. She just didn't care.

I couldn't own such a cool show like this. My imagination doesn't run like that.

"BAM. Evil lair." Leo said after snapping a photo of the secret bionic's board. He then moved farther into the dingy lair to a giant metal cage. "BAM. Marcus' capsule." He then turned to the object in his peripherals. "BAM. Marcus-MARCUS!" The small boy tried to run, but was caught by the back of his shirt and brought back by Marcus' grasp.

"You shouldn't have come here, Leo." Marcus sneered in his face, making said boy flinch.

"I couldn't agree more, so could you just show me the exit?" Leo squeaked out, laughing nervously at Marcus' anger.

"Marcus!" A man's voice resonated through the walls. Both set of eyes widened, different thoughts giving different reasons.

"Yes?" the boy replied.

"Did you record Funeral Mishaps?"

"Yes Dad." He sighed tiredly, wiping his hand down his face and stopping to pinch the bridge of his nose. What was he going to do to Leo? He didn't know yet. The kid won't stay away with bionic threats, nor will he stay away with the thought of exposure, so what will work? What will keep him away? Suddenly, he had an idea. Turning his head he gave the captured boy a grin, a grin held with so much evil it caused Leo to shudder and shrink away from his grasp.

"You know where to find me then." Was the last sentence heard before the loud 'click' of a padlock resonated throughout the make-shift lair, leaving the two alone.

"So about letting me go…" Leo trailed off.

"Oh, sure. I'll let you go." There was no sarcasm or meanness in his voice, surprising Leo.

"Really?!"

"Yup-"

"Awesome!" Marcus let the boy go, who ran towards the door but stopped midway. "You know, you may not be all that bad." He said before continuing his run to the last exit.

A run that was blocked off by a large metal door.

"Hey, I don't know if you've noticed but-"

"Once I'm done with you."

Leo looked back to see Marcus, remote in hand and eyebrow cocked, walking towards him.

"But you said-"

"You really though that I'd just let you go? And even if –for whatever odd, uncanny reason- I were to let you go that I would do it without punishment?"

"P-Punishment?" Leo back up as Marcus continued to walk, the cruel smile in his face becoming more and more twisted by the step.

"Leo, Leo, Leo. You don't seem to get it." Marcus shook his head. "You aren't leaving until my lesson if taught.

"You-you can't!" Leo sputtered, not noticing his shadow quickly disappearing.

Oh, and why not?"

"Be-Because your father is just upstairs and I will yell." Leo threatened.

That padlock was to a one-sided sound proof door. Leo's back hit the wall, but Marcus didn't stop." No one will hear you." The trapped boy shivered at this. Somehow, his voice had taken a different tone.

"What are you going to do?" Right then Leo knew he made a mistake. The bionic boy stooped directly in front of Leo; so close that there was minimal chest room to breathe.

"What do you think I'll do to you?" He asked the shaking boy.

"Lasers, flying objects, maybe even robots?" He asked, and would've felt relieved if it hadn't been for Marcus' dark chuckle.

"While lasers and flying projectile won't do, and government threat won't keep you away," Marcus said, leaning in close to Leo's face, "I guess I'll just have to take a more-enjoyable- approach."

"Wha-?" Marcus lightly glided his fingers up and down Leo's sides, enjoying the slightest of shivers his touch alone left in the young boy's flesh.

"Drop the phone, Leo." Marcus whispered in his ear. Instead, Leo closed his eyes and tightened his grip around the object. Marcus ripped his hands away from the boy's sides down to clutch his waist, raising it off of the wall- nearly ramming it into his own- and slamming it back into the wall. Leo was so surprised he dropped the phone, and using his telekinesis Marcus lifted the object next to Leo's head.

"Trying to call home, are we?" Marcus said, seeing Donald Davenport's picture and phone number on the screen. "That earns you a worse punishment." He threw the phone and remote away to unnoticed parts of the lab before returning his hands to their previous positions. Throughout all of this Leo didn't say a word. He didn't open his eyes when he was caught once more, but Marcus didn't need them to know what he has winning.

Leo was weakening.

"Give up, Leo." He sang as his fingers went down his slender waist once more. "You knew you couldn't hide this secret. Not from me. Not for long." His hands snaked under Leo's jacket and began slowly making his way back up the sleeves along the slender blue fabric.

Leo shook his head. His body was refusing him by accepting the fire Marcus was ensuing on him and moved at his touch, so he refused to give in but choosing not to voice out his opinion. He never wanted anyone, especially Marcus, to learn the truth. T

Eh bullies at school were already brutal about his size, but to learn that he was gay to? He would be signing his death certificate. Janelle promised to keep it a secret, and even suggested they go out for more security, but he refused.

"Why do you refuse me Leo?" Marcus asked, pulling away from the boy's ear and facing him." Why so you punish yourself when it is I who should be punishing you?" His hands went under the last shirt, coating the smooth brown skin underneath it with trails of cool fire, and causing the boy's skin to ripple in shivers at the very anticipation of his touch. Leo finally blinked his eyes open at the question, unknowingly leaning in. Marcus smirked and followed suit until they were close. So close that there was no space between their bodies anymore, and Leo was crushed up against the wall. So close that their noses, albeit small, had to pass each other in order to be comfortable in that position. So close that for Leo, it was an ache that became pure agonizing.

"Marcus!" They were interrupted, and both curse in their minds. "Come up and eat!" Marcus sighed, his breath tingling Leo's awaiting lips, and stepped off of the boy. Leo shivered at the sudden gust of wind that attacked his exposed skin.

"Coming Dad!" Marcus yelled and turned back around, only to find Leo and his phone gone. He wasn't far because you could still hear his feet hit the pavement. But he didn't pursue him.

"Go ahead and run, naïve little Leo," He chuckled darkly, "but your punishment has only just begun."

Leo ran home that night, a little disheveled from the run but still eager to present his findings. That is, until it got warped in a molecular transporter. And although he was greatly upset by the loss of crucial evidence and a phone, the reassurance that no one will ever hear that recording gave him enough relief to sleep.

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