A/N Disclaimer: I don't own Gibbs, Pride; Lasalle or Tony, they belong to the creator of NCIS. If you haven't read the original Bullied story from Tony's POV it might be a good idea to start there, since that might explain some things.
Update: I just updated this chapter since I wasn't happy with it, at the time I just had to get something out there to be able to publish the rest of the story but now I feel that it's a whole lot better so I hope you can give it a new chance.
-Bullied-the other side of the window-
-Hey golden boy, you are late for class. I couldn't stop Carl's comment and honestly a part of me didn't want to. Tony might not, at least not yet, deserve to be hurt, but a few comments to make it known that we were above him wouldn't hurt him too much. And even if it would it was for the best of the school and the community. Tony could easily be or at least develop into a threat.
-Patrick, Donnie, James and Carl
At that he got my attention, he hadn't up until now ever called us by our names. And looking closer he had never seemed so calm either.
-Yes?
-If I took the time to learn your real names, you might just want to do the same. For courtesy. His still calmer tone than usual made me shiver. Something wasn't right here and I felt my body wanting to get out of the situation. The halls around us were empty. Not that Tony hopefully could kick all of our asses, but if he wanted to try, I didn't want to be there.
-We know your name. It's Anthony Gibbs aka golden boy. Great idea Carl, poke the angry bear, Donnie thought.
-You were right about the first part. The second part? not so much.
-How is your leg? I asked, deciding to cut off Carl and Tony before this escalated. The other students had made it quite clear last Friday that they wouldn't hesitate to tell on us if we didn't back down and the rate Carl was going that would happen sooner rather than later. Besides, his calmness was really starting to unnerve me.
-Well, thank you for asking Donnie. Not bad.
-Might just have to do something about it then, Carl said and I groaned, praying Tony would back down so Carl would get away with only threatening him and not actually hurting him. I really didn't want my parents to find out about this. Screw that I really didn't want my brother to find out about this. Partly because Tony would get the upper hand and partly because if half of the rumors were true and he really was King's nephew my brother might just kill me.
-Why do you want to hurt me Carl? What have I ever done to you?
-You tried to take my place.
-Are you that insecure? Carl started getting red at that point and I knew that if I didn't step in Tony would be on the floor in less than a minute.
-Everybody calm down, come on man, you can't hit him again, my parents would kill me if they ever knew, I said with a final tone. And so would yours, so calm down. Now.
-I can't take your place Carl, I am not allowed to join any sports since I transferred here for a limited time, Tony continued calmly as if I hadn't even spoken.
-Tell me when that time is up and I'll show you were you can put that crap.
-He is right Carl, if he really isn't here to stay he can't join anything, Patrick clipped in. Finally, somebody who saw reason.
-Still, why did he transfer from Washington if he didn't have a damn good reason.
-He has. He has us. I am Special Agent Pride and this is Special Agent Gibbs. Now I don't know what your rumors said, but Special Agent Gibbs was here for a joint operation inside NCIS.
King. My worst nightmare just came through. My mind went completely blank and for a moment I couldn't do anything else but stare stupidly at my brother's old mentor. Then my body started working again and I straightened up standing at attention. I couldn't run. King had taken one look at me and I saw the recognition in his eyes. The only thing I could do was try to defuse the situation and hope that he never mentioned this to my brother. Ever.
-What the hell man, you told them? Carl asked angrily, being the first one to shake of the shock of seeing the two special agents.
-Didn't give him a choice Carl, Pride stated calmly.
-You know me?
-I know all of you, including and especially you Donnie. Can't imagine what your brother is gonna say when he hears you've been messing with someone, let alone it being a former marine, a nowadays NCIS Special Agents son, my nephew.
Any desperate hope I had left of him not recognizing me was thrown out the window and I suddenly started feeling dizzy.
-He'll most likely kill me, sir, I said the respect clear in my forced voice. King suddenly looking a lot less scary made his way over and put a hand on my shoulder effectively steadying me as well as locking his disappointed gaze with mine.
-That's the Donnie I know. You ever gonna mess with another kid again?
-No sir, I promise. I swallowed hard, feeling like crying, the whole thing just seemed so idiotic right now. The fog had cleared from my eyes and suddenly I saw what I had refused to see. Tony was a good kid, he wouldn't hurt this school, if anything he would make this school better. And he would do the same for the people in it.
-I'm gonna hold you to that promise Donnie.
-Yes sir. I am sorry sir. Tony, I'm really sorry, I have no idea how I could be so blind. Special Agent Pride can tell you I don't usually do stuff like this. And the truth was I didn't ever do anything like this, except for now and the only time it had to be King's nephew.
-So why did you? I was initially taken aback by Tony's words before swallowing hard and once again forced myself to speak.
-I listened to the rumors, figured I'd scare you before you did something this school couldn't come back from. I know it doesn't make any difference, nor is it a good excuse, but I was just looking out for this place. My heart was at the right place, but not my head. If I just would have looked a bit closer I'd seen that the only true threat to this place is us who are too quick to judge. I answered honestly. King still kept his hand on my shoulder and I felt myself start trembling which led to him squeezing my shoulder reassuringly.
-All is forgiven Donnie.
-Thank you, Tony.
-You are free to go, without us calling your parents, so long as you never lay a hand on my son or somebody else again. It was the first-time Gibbs had spoken and the words couldn't have been harder.
It was also the first time I even paid attention to him. A marine no doubt and despite his promise to let me go, the weight on my shoulder just seemed to increase. Sighing, I knew there was only one thing I could do if I ever wanted to be able to look King or my brother in the eyes again
-I promise sir. If you don't mind though, I think I'm gonna go turn myself in. What I did, it wasn't fair, and I think I should really take my time to think about it. And if my brother wants to chew me out for what I did, well I think I deserve every single bit of it. And with that I suddenly seemed able to breathe again. For the first time in weeks I truly felt like I was doing the right thing. The thing I was raised to do. I didn't feel so brave anymore when I turned to walk towards the principal's office only stopping when King didn't let go of my shoulder.
-You are a good kid Donnie, just hit a little roadblock in the way, King assured me, features still tense but with a small smile towards me.
-Thankyou sir, I answered and hastily walked away before he could see the doubt in my eyes if the words even were true and especially if he really meant them or felt that he had to tell me it because of my brother being like a son to him.
