Tuesday
The spotlight fell on Marluxia as he came to the climax of his monologue. Nearly all of the drama set were in tears at his emotional piece. He extended his hand upwards and clenched nothing, slowly bringing it down as he spoke. "Lest the last petal falls, as does the last shard of hope in my heart. Shattered. No amount of salvation can ever replenish the dying, bloodshed rose..." As the light dimmed the bell rang, Marly broke out of his role and grabbed his bag. "Gotta run~!" he chirped as he ran out and towards the canteen.
Marly parted the queue with a mere hand gesture, and sauntered into the canteen. As he entered the heavenly aroma of chocolate brownies, a grin spread across his face - Zexy would be so pleased! Two pizzas and two brownies ought to suffice for their mini feast. Marly clicked his heels together and rushed past the office and up the stairs to the library - nothing could turn a frown upside down like a fresh brownie, and that was just what Zexy needed.
Surely enough, the small young man was sat on the stairs that led up to the computer room; he hugged his legs close to his body, and his sliver hair hung over his left eye. At first he looked up from underneath his fringe to greet him, but as Marly revealed the pizza and brownies from behind his back, Zexy let his legs relax down the stairs. A very small smile was evident on his face. Marly grinned and went to join him on the stairs, it felt amazing when he could make Zexy smile like that - it didn't happen often.
"Library's closed," Zexy murmured though his pizza.
"Oh goodie, we'll be able to turn them all down today," Marly chanted.
"Heh, I've already done about three," Zexy chortled ever so slightly, making Marly's grin bigger. It now hurt to eat.
Just as he was about to reply, though, he saw some giggling second years coming up the corridor. Showtime. Marly finished his pizza and leaned against the banister, smirking ever so slightly as the girls came through the door. They squealed with excitement, and he hadn't even spoke yet. Marly leaned forward.
"Why hello there, ladies," he cooed. "And what brings you up here?" Clearly not the library that's for sure.
"Oh, well, like, we wanted to get something out of the library," one stammered.
"A book!" The other added enthusiastically. Thanks to Marly's acting skills he refrained from laughing at their pathetic attempt at pulling.
"Oh, I see. Well I'm awfully sorry but the library's closed today," he continued. "So I'm afraid you'll have to get out, okay?"
"Okay..." the two girls swooned as they carried on down the corridor. Marly's lips curved into a smile, time to end this.
"Oh, by the way." They turned back eagerly. Marly jabbed his finger at them respectively. "You, take a bath. You, get a fucking muzzle. And next time, think of at least a half decent excuse to come up here - even put together you wouldn't have the brain capacity to read a book!" The girls fled off in tears and Marly did a little victory pose. He loved his duty.
"You know, that's almost cruel," Zexy commented as the pinkette joined him on the stairs again. Marly laughed as he took the first bite out of his brownie.
"Ahee, I love me," he giggled. "That brownie good?"
"Mm, great. Thanks, Marly," Zexy looked at him through his fringe and smiled a little.
"Any time, friend," Marly looked up contentedly. He was thrilled that he was able to get Zexy's spirit up. After what he had heard went on yesterday in the canteen, he wished with all his heart he had been there to stick up for him. Luckily Saix had done a good job himself, but had to leave for duty with Axel. And Marly had drama as well. He didn't want to think where Zexy cooped himself up that lunch, since no one could stay with him. Axel, of course, had hit the roof when he found out, and enforced the fact that Zexy was always welcome on duty with him - it made him smile again. Marly closed his eyes; Axel could always cheer Zexy up, and he too tried to do the same. But when competing against Axel's infectious charm, Marly got terrified that he wouldn't be able to lift Zexy up, that he couldn't be a good friend. But today, he felt he had fulfilled his duties as a friend to Zexy - he was so insecure, so fragile.
To Marly's dismay, and pure temper, the very same twats who had given Zexy a hard time yesterday ploughed through the corridor. Marly could feel himself rising out of his seat, along with the fury in his body. Zexy hid himself behind a book, the poor thing. Violently shaking at this point, Marly braced himself as they burst through the double doors.
"Ayup! It's the emo kid! Not slitting today? Or are ya starving yerself?" One jeered.
"And he's with his boyfriend today! Go have bum fun somewhere else yer fuckin' benders!" The other pointed a large finger at them, and both started laughing like Neanderthals.
Marly didn't leave his spot, protective of Zexy, but had his claws at the ready. He wasn't the strongest of people, but he could deliver a bloody hard bitchslap. No, he wouldn't stoop down to their level, so he refrained and used his deadliest weapon - his viper tongue.
"Listen, you brain dead, gormless, useless pieces of shit. What on earth makes you think you can storm up here like you're fucking God's gift and direct your insults at my friend? Look at you, you think you've got it so damn hard! You and all your cronies! Going round intimidating the shit out of everyone and thinking you're loved by them all! Well, I've got news for you twats; nobody fucking likes you. And it's you who's gonna end up in the gutter, you who's gonna end up with nothing. And when you do, I pray to God that I'm there to witness your misery. Because you fucking deserve it. I swear, if you go anywhere near any of my friends, you won't be able to tell up from down. Now, for my temper's sake, I suggest you get the fuck out of here. Now."
Stunned and speechless, the idiots broke into a run and crashed down the stairs. Marly had to take a few deep breaths before sitting back down; to keep his temper was so hard, especially when they put Zexy through hell. He could've easily ripped their eyeballs from their sockets. But now, as he sat down, another emotional extreme swept through Marly's body.
A single tear fell from Zexy's jaw. Marly felt the moisture welling up in his own eyes - he couldn't bare to see Zexy cry. He felt so helpless. Zexy couldn't hide behind his book and fringe for long. Marly shook his head, and took the boy into his slender arms and a warm embrace.
Zexy dropped his book, unsure how to react. Marly's body jerked as he sobbed uncontrollably, Zexy carefully wrapped his arms around Marly's waist. It seemed like the comforting was the other way round now. He pulled away and looked at Marly, wiping a tear from his face.
"Marly, I wasn't crying because of them," Zexy said as he tried to fight back the lump in his throat, this was emotional. "I was crying because I was happy. The way you stood up for me like that... It made me feel like I was worth something. Thank you..."
"Ohh... Ohh! Zexy you little bundle of emotion! Look at me! You've got me blubbing like a right drama queen," Marly said through shaky, teary laughs.
"Marly, you are a drama queen," Zexy pointed out. With that Marly locked him in another embrace, this time both having a little laugh-cry. Sitting on his lap now, Zexy nestled into Marly's chest, while he rested his chin on Zexy's head. Marly played with Zexy's perfectly styled hair, picking up a scent of lavender. Zexy's own sensitive nose inhaled Marly's intoxicating aroma of roses, he smelt amazing.
They pulled away slightly and became aware of their duty partners' presences. Pandora and Swan merely smiled and waved as they continued their patrol around the block. The boys looked at one another and giggled, anyone would think they were a couple. Bless.
***
As soon as Swan and Pandora got through the double doors and onto the stairs, they let out a huge 'AWWWWW'. They had stood just around the corner, and heard the confrontation between Marly and those idiots. Then that heartfelt conversation between them both brought tears to their eyes. But when they saw them hugging - oh my good God, that was a thing of beauty as Pandora would say. No words were said, as both were too busy letting their imaginations wonder about the scene they had just witnessed. However, the sight they beheld when they got back to their spot brought them back completely.
They did not wear uniform. One wore a leather jacket, a tight white shirt and black skinny jeans with about four belts. The other wore a black, sleeveless top that clung to his body and black cargo pants that were way below his waist. Blond and brunette, fit and sexy. Bloodfuck gorgutiful!
Pandora and Swan must have been doing impressions of electrocuted goldfishes. They were the definition of beauty; Cloud and Leon. Leon was the singer and guitarist of their group 'The Lockdown'. God he had a pair of lungs on him. Cloud was their bassist. They could pluck their strings any day. The two Sex Gods were sat around; one on the stairs, the other on the raised platform opposite the office. They turned to the gawping girls and smiled what had to be the most seductive smiles in the entire universe.
"Ah, the prefects have returned," Cloud said as he flicked a bit of his hair out of his face.
"We were gonna start covering your duty, ah the good old days," Leon mused as he stood up.
Swan finally found the words to speak. "C-can we help you?" Oh my god, they were actually having a conversation!
Pandora had to have her say in this. "Aren'tyouguysintheschoolshow?!" she blurted out with an exhilarated grin on her face.
"Whaa?" Leon didn't catch that, Swan exploded on the inside - he looked so cute when he was confused!
"Could you please.. repeat the question?" Cloud stuttered, slightly startled by her outburst. Pandora's head exploded.
Luckily Swan could understand Pandora's aroused, adrenalin-fuelled nonsense, but struggled greatly with the words herself. Then Pandora managed to calm herself down and ask again.
"I said... Aren't you.. in.. the school show?" she asked through deep breaths, trying to sound articulate.
"Yeah, OH FUCK REHEARSALS!" Cloud shot up as did Leon. "Shit! Thanks Pandora," he said as he ran past her and into the main hall. Pandora's entire face went scarlet, she had to support herself and gasp for air. To hear her name be spoken by sex itself was overwhelming - she was close to passing out.
Swan raised her finger, her mouth opening and closing, and not being able to get the words out. Leon strode up to her, smirking. "The guys in the office told us. Anyway, I'd better run before Cloud has a hissy fit," he chuckled. "You should come watch us when you're not on duty. See ya, Swan," and with that he too ran into the main hall. Right. Cue excited squealing, desperation for air and hot flushes.
The girls staggered to the places where the Gods had sat; Pandora on the platform and Swan on the stairs, and both collapsed. That was... amazing. The hottest guys in sixth form were talking to them, even smiled at them! And then used their names. Swan could already feel a six hour conversation on the phone tonight. But for now, they could only utter two words each as they sat up and looked at each other, grinning from ear to ear.
"Tax Cloud!" Pandora squealed.
"Tax Leon!" She never thought she'd admit this, but Swan had to give Vexen and Lexaeus the biggest hugs ever.