To clear up your question: Vlad and Alex are siblings, Vlad being older. Ravan and Gary are siblings, they twins.

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Vlad sat at the island counter, staring at the doorway leading into the kitchen from the living room. Waiting for his bratty little sister to come walking in, so he could unleash what he's held in all day at school. Her embarrassing him like that and acting like she could ever take him. He gripped the knife in his hand tightly as he began to stab the space in between his fingers as a game, a game his mother and father repeatedly told him to stop playing on their expensive granite countertop. The loud thud of the door shutting caused him to look up, but not stop playing the game. "Welcome home, Alex."

Alex paused as she entered the kitchen and smiled a sickly sweet smile at him. "Oh it's just wonderful to see you ruining mom and dad's counter again." She walked over to the sink and stayed close to the knife holder. "Shouldn't you be at football practice or with the slut?

He grinned slightly, "Football practice doesn't start until late September, dumbass." He stood, throwing the knife into the wall above Alex, causing her to flinch slightly. "What the fuck were you, Ravan and those idiots doing this morning and where the fuck do you come off grabbing me like that?"

Alex glared at her brother and removed the knife from the wall above her. "Well, fucktard, I grabbed your arm so you didn't kill someone," she then placed the knife back in its holder and moved to the fridge to get something to drink. Her brother and his damn mood were going to kill her.

"And we were just messing around, what's wrong with that? It's not like you and your dumbass friends don't fuck around with each other."

"I wasn't going to kill anyone, I was just going put Ravan's fuckwit brother in his place," he said, nonchalantly, his fingers wrapping around an apple, leaning against the countertop.

Alex took a carton of orange juice from the fridge and leaned up against the island counter, looking her brother over with caution. He seemed a little more pissy than usual. "I could have easily done that for you almighty dumbass." She placed the carton on the counter behind her. "And I'm probably headin' over to Jason's tonight, if you don't mind." Her first thought was to stay the night with Simon, her boyfriend, but Jase had told her he needed her "help" with some issues.

Vlad's nose turned up at the name Jason, "What about Ravan? What will she being doing while you spend the night with Old McDonald?" He deamnor slightly changing as he took a bite out of his apple, his back tightened to stand him up right.

Alex smirked knowingly. "Oh I'm not sure. Ravan does a lot a stuff..."

"So, she has no plans with you?" His smile grew even bigger, "I suppose not with her shift at the Coffee Bean tonight, I suppose I could stop by. Keep her company since her friends are all going to be too busy for her." Fingers inching towards his keys while his teeth dig into the apple yet again, "I have nothing better to do, anyway."

Alex smiled at her brother and flicked a crumb off the island counter at him, hitting his stomach.

"I should never have told you when and where she works."

She knew about her brother's crush on Ravan, but she wouldn't dare tell anyone, not even Ravan herself. Her brother had practically choked her when she had overheard him talking to Yuri about it. If it hadn't been for Yuri, and her swearing to not tell a soul, she could very well be in the hospital rate now. It had occurred to her to tell Ravan, but not only did she feel awkward, but she didn't want Ravan to not come over.

"But bro, I really don't think that's a good idea. You're already a creep as it."

Vlad looped his finger through his car keys, "Not as creepy as you and your friends are. I'm sure she'll love spending time with someone of her maturity range. You and Jason have fun with whatever it is your doing, but my sweet-tooth is buzzing." He began his stride out of the room, the kind that would make you want to jump out of the way if he came towards you. "And I'm not talking about coffee helping my sweet-tooth, either."

Crude was not something Alex expected from her brother, and it honestly shocked her, and it scared her for what he might do. But Vlad wasn't that kind of person, at least, not that she knew of. "Vlad, don't you dare do anything to hurt her or I swear to god…"

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Ravan watched a group of giggling cheerleaders made their way out of the door, the once bussling shop now fell silent. Which was very unsettling. For the moment, she pulled out her phone and for once, there was not a message from Jason waiting, but rather Gary. All it read was that he finally got his first MOAB on Ghosts. With a smile to herself, she sent back a thumbs up emote. Tucking it back in her pocket, she glanced about the eerily quiet coffee shop.

The tables usually full of classmates, or people with their laptops were barren. The scent of coffee wasn't fresh anymore, it smelt stale and old. All she could do was clean up, well, wipe down the tables. Before she could grab anything, she saw Joseph Allen and Paul Ramirez outside. Joseph's hand wrapped tightly around the door handle, but he didn't open it. They both were looking to their left and instead of walking in – they bolted. Faster than anything, Ravan had ever seen. She was expecting the shaking steps of a monster or the fire breath of a dragon by the look of their panicked faces. However, no, it was much worse. It was Vladimir Makarov.

When he entered, it was almost as if he sucked the heat out of the room. She had never been left alone with him before, and she was waiting for one of her friends to come running to save her. None of them were going to come; they were all off doing their own thing. Gary was at home, Jason and Simon were with Alex, John and Gareth were both at work as well. Andy and Gerald were at the gym. They made eye contact, his stare burning into her being. She cleared her throat,

"Welcome to the Coffee Bean, what may I get you?" Her voice noticeably shook.

Vlad was pleased when he entered the Coffee Bean and saw there was no one there. Though it was unusual, he suspected it was because he was there. On the bright side of things, to him, Ravan was waiting at the counter, looking a little fidgety. It was very un-Ravan like.

He sat at the counter in front of her and shoved his car keys into his pocket. He smiled, "Latte and something…" Vlad looked her over, not bothering to hide that he was doing so. "and something sweet, please, Ravan."

Ravan wasn't going to make the stupid mistake of asking what kind of latte he wanted. She made him a basic caramel latte, nothing too spectacular. Not wanting to give the impression of him being anything special to her. Anything she ever gave more than one thought to. She walked behind the display where all their treats were and gave him a regular special, just a giant peanut butter cookie with decadent chocolate inside. Sliding the items in front of him, she rung him up. "Seven dollars and twenty-five cents."

Vlad nodded and took out his wallet. He felt his phone going off and knew it was Alex, but chose to ignore her. Little brat thought she could tell him what he should and shouldn't do. There was a reason why Alex listened to him and not the other way around, besides him being older and bigger than her.

He gave her a ten and decided to try and make conversation, even if it meant talking about the group of friends she hung out with, anything to break an awkward atmosphere. "So, what are your friends doing tonight?"

While getting his change, she glanced at him. "Um… Gary's at home, not exactly sure about Simon and Jason, John and Gareth are working… And I think Andy and Gerald are at the gym. Just a regular Monday, I suppose." She held her hand out to him, his change staring him in the face.

Looking at his change, he moved a hand forward and held his hand out. "Hmm. Jason will be having Alex over tonight, as far as I know."

The tips of her fingers brushed against the rough skin of his palm as she placed his change, causing her hair to stand on end. In the five and half years she's known Alex, she has never, ever touched Vlad. It felt weirld. "Yeah, she told me about that," she muttered. Mindlessly, she began to stack some fallen over cups, knocked over from the rush that comes in every day, right after school.

Vlad felt goose bumps move up his arm as their skin brushed. It wasn't like Natalie, his current girlfriend. Natalie was a cruel, vile person, who cared about nothing but her popularity and being with a star athlete, although she was very pretty. Long, silk soft, curly blonde hair that was unusually soft under his fingers. For a moment it made him wonder what her hair felt like. And Ravan's eyes weren't cold like Natalie's – they were always kind and warm.

He let the change fall into his pocket and watched as she left to fix some cups a foot away from him. He took a sip of his latte and watched her move as she restacked the cups and lined them up neatly. He took another quick sip and moved from his seat towards her.

"You look like you could use some help with those." His hands moved to help her put the cups back, and accidentally grabbed her hand in the process. Instead of letting go, he held into her hand and the cup for a moment.

Her hand tensed up just enough to make the cup crinkle slightly under her fingers, making a faint crackle as the plastic was bent. She waited, waiting for Vlad to move his hand. But he didn't. He kept his fingers wrapped around her own, his fingers overlapping hers. Clearing her throat, she slowly pulled her hand away from his and stacked the now ever so crinkled cup. She watched as he finished stacking the cups, as she stood there in a daze. "Thank you, Vlad," she gently pushed the cups back against the wall.

Vlad gently smiled at her, most likely the nicest thing he had ever done. "You're welcome, Ravan."

His phone rang again, but he once again ignored it. If it was Alex, he'd kill her when he got home. If it was friend, he'd kill them tomorrow. "Happen to need help with anything else?"

Ravan shook her head while taking off her apron, revealing her emerald green low cut, long sleeved shirt. Placing it on the hook she looked back at him, "No, it's time for me to close up and walk home, but thank you for helping with the cups." As she made her way around the corner, turning off machines as she walked past them. She ended up standing in front of Vlad, him towering over her small stature. The shadow casting over her made her stomach tighten.

He knew Ravan would tell Alex anything that happened, but he couldn't help himself as he looked her over, letting his eyes wander. Alex sure knew how to pick girlfriends, guy friends and boyfriends, he couldn't agree on. But he could agree on Ravan.

Not being able to help himself, he stepped closer and locked eyes on her lips. How mad would Alex be? Or how mad would Ravan be? While he looked at her lips, he took out his keys. "If you'd like, I could give you a ride home. Wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

She wasn't sure if her friends would like her getting a ride home from Vlad, Alex she as hell wouldn't recommend it. But, she was tired and her legs were hurting. With a simple nod, "If it's not any trouble, I would appreciate it." Her hands placed on his arms to turn him around towards the door. The tips of her fingers against the middle of his back as she led him out of the shop. Forgetting who he was for a moment, she almost yanked her hand away. Touching someone who hated to be touched by anyone. She had him wait outside as she set the alarm, all the while she was kicking herself. Alex couldn't touch him, she sure as hell should've have. Simply locking the door, followed him to his car and climbed into the passenger seat.

As he observed her climbing into the passenger's seat, he put the keys into the ignition and brought the car to life. For a moment back there he thought she'd say no, but it was a happy surprise she had said yes to giving her a ride home.

He knew Alex would not be happy, but what was she going to do? He didn't want her nagging at him, so maybe it best if she didn't know. Though he doubted that would happen whether he asked Ravan to not tell her not. Everything was worth a try.
Turning the headlights on, he turned to Ravan. "I'm going to need directions. And if you don't mind, I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell Alex I gave you a ride home." He wasn't afraid of his sister, but she had her moments when she could be just as scary as himself.

"Just drive down to the park, go right and turn on to Sacramento." She didn't even glance at him as she pulled out her phone. The name Baby-Brother across the screen, checking messages from him. "I'll let you know what house," her fingers rapidly replied to a couple of texts from different people.

Vlad followed her directions, occasionally glancing at her phone. He saw Baby-Brother, but didn't get a good glimpse of the others, other than some unanswered text messages from Alex. With Alex over at Jason's, the fucker was bound to know what was going on. The thought of Jason made his hands tighten on the steering wheel.

Trying to lighten his own mood and seem more talkative, he decided to try and start conversation. It wasn't something he was particularly good at. "So, what did you do this past weekend?"

"Jason, Gary, Andy and I all went to the Amusment Park down town," her face lit up in a way that was unfamiliar to him. "Then I went to go watch Gerald's boxing match with the rest on Sunday. He knows how to knock someone out, let me tell you that." She looked directly at him, a smile across her face and a twinkle in her eye from the excitement of the weekend. "What about you?"

He wasn't familiar with the feelings in her eyes or the ones that showed with her body language. He could recall a few times when Alex had been like that, but he never knew what it was about. He wasn't one to ask a personal question like that.

"Hmmm… Gerald is a good boxer. He'll make state for sure." He looked at Ravan and realized he had actually given a compliment to Gerald. He felt his face heat up from embarassment of the statement and looked away. "At least, that's what I've heard. I hung out with Yuri and company most of the weekend at my house, or Foleys. Went to the boxing matches on Sunday and that ends it."

"Sounds… fun, I suppose. I like going out and having fun. I mean, staying home is fun and all, but not all the time." Her eyes softened as she looked away, the excitement fled from her body. She forgot whom she had been talking to. She was talking to Vladimir, someone who couldn't understand a normal person's fun if he was a part of it. The tips of her fingers tapped against the top of her phone as the name Jason read across the screen. She took her time to answer it, but it wasn't rushed and she didn't have a huge smile on her face like most girls would have.

"Yeah, you, Alex, and your… gang seem to go out a lot. Every weekend it seems. Damn, I need to find out how she gets money out of our parents for everything."

He glanced at her and saw her smile had faded. That just wouldn't do. He liked her smile. "You should always be smiling, it makes you look…" He felt uncomfortable finishing that sentence. He wouldn't have even said anything like that to Natalie.

Her bright, harlequin green orbs glanced over to him. Was Alex's brother, Vladmir Makarov, about to compliment her? Was compliment even in his vocabulary? "Makes me look what?"

The look of disbelief on her face made the corner of his mouth inch up into a side smile. He wanted the finish, but it felt… weird. Not weird weird, but it just made him feel uncomfortable. If only Yuri could see him now. He could take on a two-hundred pound linebacker, but he couldn't compliment a girl.
He was thankful it was dark so she couldn't see his reddened face. "It makes you look happy, perfect actually, and... more beautiful than… you usually are." There, he said it. He watched her from the corner of his eye, waiting for a reaction

A light smile formed on Ravan's full pale pink lips, a very content smile. "Thank you; it's the two-story at the end of the road." Her house stood up from the rest of the neighborhood because of her parents renovating. As the car pulled to a stop, she undid he seatbelt. She liked when Vlad acted like a human being, rather than some big brute. Like he had something to show off for the rest of the world. Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck as she pulled him into a deep hug, her mouth next to his ear. "I like talking to you when you're like this," her voice quiet, "it's really nice, actually."

Vlad felt a genuine smile spread across his face as she hugged him. He wrapped his arms around her as to return the gesture and put his lips on her ear, "May I walk you up to your house, or is that over stepping a boundary?" He had already overstepped all his boundaries tonight, so why not just break down the rest? Her brother should be asleep by now, so he didn't see a problem with it.

Ravan nodded only once as she got out of the passenger seat. As they walked up fancy tiled path that her mother spent an entire weekend putting in, it felt almost unreal. She didn't rush in right away like she would have if anything went any differently today. She looked up to see a different Vlad. Like Vlad was only at school, and then with her he was Vladimir. She never really took note of his different colored eyes, but they were gorgeous. With a smile, she hugged him again, this time differently. She wasn't tall enough to wrap her arms around his neck comfortably, so her arms wrapped around his middle. Her cheek placed against his chest. "Thank you for giving me a ride home."

He rewrapped his arms around her and since he was on a roll with breaking down boundaries tonight, he kissed the top of her head. It was such a strange gesture for him, and a strange feeling. But he had to admit, he liked it. Natalie never hugged him like this, or smiled at him like that.
He hugged her a little tighter. "I'll be happy to give you a ride home anytime, Ravan."

Gary peered down at his sister and Vlad from his room, his eyes doubled in size. He took in a simple deep breath, pulled out his phone and flipped through his contacts. He kept himself calm, yeah, this was fine. Vlad kissed the top of her head, everything is okay. His sister wasn't dating him, it's alright. Everything will be okay, Simon will know what to do. The phone run three times before Simon answered. With another deep breath inhaled, he walked away from the window and into the farthest part of the house – the small bathroom. "RAVAN IS HUGGING THE DEVIL AND THE DEVIL KISSED THE TOP OF RAVAN'S HEAD!" His cries became hysterical.