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Three Months
Chapter 3: Chesta, Dallet, and Miguel.
"I tell you something is wrong. He FELL on his own wine bottle." said Chesta.
"Yah, but to say the truth. Dilandau has never been in the right mind." said Dallet.
"DALLET!" said Miguel and Chesta at the same time. Dallet shrugged and turned back to his letter, he had written to Luci, his sister. "I mean, the sorcerer's fucked him up. It's not his fault. They screwed with his brains and maybe readjusted a few or twenty body parts. HEY! they probably took out his heart as well. My stomach still hurts from his last punishment." Dallet sighed and kept on writing. Chesta grumbeled about Dallet being stupid, but had a point about the sorcerers. "Speaking of which. The sorcerers did send Dilandau-sama a letter. I gave it to him when he ... AH! the LETTER!" chesta jumped up and fear showed in his face.
"Whats the matter?" asked Miguel. The blonde boy looked like he wanted to cry. "the letter, i left it on Dilandau-sama's floor. He didn't get it. I need to go there right away. Bye guys." Chesta ran out of the room and down the hall.
"oh! he's going to get it" said Dallet
"yup" said Miguel. Dilandau would be enraged if he found out that Chesta hadn't given him a letter from the sorcerers.
Dilandua sat on his bed, criss-crossed style. His head was in his hand. He was thinking of what to do. First off there was so many complications.
1. Folken would never agree to sleep with him.
2. he didn't even want to do this
3. he didn't even know much about sex. he had no desire for human contact. Except cutting up people. that was a different story.
He sighed and closed his eyes, sleep, sounded nice. He laid back down and curled up into a small ball trying to sleep. He was nearly asleep when a knock came at his door.
"AR! go away!" he shouted. A softer knock came this time and a voice spoke "Dilandau-sama, it's important."
"important enough to get your mouth sown shut!" Dilandau muttured to himself. He stood up and walked to the door. He opened it up angrily and starred down at chesta who looked horrified.
"WHAT?"
"UH, the other day I came with a message and well... I don't think you got it." said Chesta
"WHAT! from who?"
"I told you. The sorcerers"
"where is it?"
"I dropped it on the floor yesterday."
"WHAT!" DIlandau looked around on the floor. nothing. well, nothing that resembeled a letter. "Chesta! find it!" Dilandau shoved the boy into the room. "hai!" Chesta looked under the bed, book case, table, in the drawers, everywhere. After a hour of looking he had gotten tired, he looked up at Dilandau begging silently for a rest. Dilandau narrowed his eyes and smiled. "I am going out. Don't leave intill you find that letter. Understood?"
"hai"
"Mmm" Dilandau walked out of the room. He didn't really know where to go. Since they had no battles the only thing to do was focus on Folken. Speaking of which, the bastard himself was walking up to him and he was smiling. AH! Dilandau wanted nothing more to do then tear off that smile.
"Dilandau. I've been looking for you." said Folken
yah, looking for you, so he can rip your clothes off and fuck you, hopefully.
CELENA!
what?
SHUT UP!
"What for?" asked Dilandau. Folken held up a peice of paper. "I forgot to give this to you. A letter from the sorcerers, Chesta it seems forgot to give it to you yesterday."
"DID YOU READ IT!! ???" asked Dilandau. Folken looked at him and smiled "but of course."
"You bastard. Keep your nose out of my bussiness!" Dilandau yelled. A angry look crossed Folkens face and he grabbed Dilandaus arm tightly. Dilandau winced, Folken had used his metel arm. The metel fingers were sharp and digging into his skin. "Dilandau, remeber I am still higher up then you and your bussiness is well my own. You remember that."
"let go! you fucking bastard. we are the same position and you know that! let goo! ahh!" Dilandau tried to get out of the grip but Folken wouldn't let him. Oh, Dilandau could be so amusing at times.
he is flirting with you?
no!
yes he is
yes he is a bastard
he is flirting with you. this is so weird. do you think he knows. just go along and maybe he'll fuck you. come on, off to it. pull a move dilandau
WHAT! how can i pull a move
pinch his ass..kiss me..anything
no! thats uhh!!
your a guy..of course you can!
goodbye. not listening to you.
"uhh" Dilandau looked up at Folken. Folken was starring at him, after a second Folken let him go. Dilandau without thinking smacked Folken across the face as hard we he could. He didn't leave any mark except a faint red handprint. A second later a fist was barried in his stomach and he felt himself double over.
2 b' continued...sorry the chapters are like so short!
Three Months
Chapter 3: Chesta, Dallet, and Miguel.
"I tell you something is wrong. He FELL on his own wine bottle." said Chesta.
"Yah, but to say the truth. Dilandau has never been in the right mind." said Dallet.
"DALLET!" said Miguel and Chesta at the same time. Dallet shrugged and turned back to his letter, he had written to Luci, his sister. "I mean, the sorcerer's fucked him up. It's not his fault. They screwed with his brains and maybe readjusted a few or twenty body parts. HEY! they probably took out his heart as well. My stomach still hurts from his last punishment." Dallet sighed and kept on writing. Chesta grumbeled about Dallet being stupid, but had a point about the sorcerers. "Speaking of which. The sorcerers did send Dilandau-sama a letter. I gave it to him when he ... AH! the LETTER!" chesta jumped up and fear showed in his face.
"Whats the matter?" asked Miguel. The blonde boy looked like he wanted to cry. "the letter, i left it on Dilandau-sama's floor. He didn't get it. I need to go there right away. Bye guys." Chesta ran out of the room and down the hall.
"oh! he's going to get it" said Dallet
"yup" said Miguel. Dilandau would be enraged if he found out that Chesta hadn't given him a letter from the sorcerers.
Dilandua sat on his bed, criss-crossed style. His head was in his hand. He was thinking of what to do. First off there was so many complications.
1. Folken would never agree to sleep with him.
2. he didn't even want to do this
3. he didn't even know much about sex. he had no desire for human contact. Except cutting up people. that was a different story.
He sighed and closed his eyes, sleep, sounded nice. He laid back down and curled up into a small ball trying to sleep. He was nearly asleep when a knock came at his door.
"AR! go away!" he shouted. A softer knock came this time and a voice spoke "Dilandau-sama, it's important."
"important enough to get your mouth sown shut!" Dilandau muttured to himself. He stood up and walked to the door. He opened it up angrily and starred down at chesta who looked horrified.
"WHAT?"
"UH, the other day I came with a message and well... I don't think you got it." said Chesta
"WHAT! from who?"
"I told you. The sorcerers"
"where is it?"
"I dropped it on the floor yesterday."
"WHAT!" DIlandau looked around on the floor. nothing. well, nothing that resembeled a letter. "Chesta! find it!" Dilandau shoved the boy into the room. "hai!" Chesta looked under the bed, book case, table, in the drawers, everywhere. After a hour of looking he had gotten tired, he looked up at Dilandau begging silently for a rest. Dilandau narrowed his eyes and smiled. "I am going out. Don't leave intill you find that letter. Understood?"
"hai"
"Mmm" Dilandau walked out of the room. He didn't really know where to go. Since they had no battles the only thing to do was focus on Folken. Speaking of which, the bastard himself was walking up to him and he was smiling. AH! Dilandau wanted nothing more to do then tear off that smile.
"Dilandau. I've been looking for you." said Folken
yah, looking for you, so he can rip your clothes off and fuck you, hopefully.
CELENA!
what?
SHUT UP!
"What for?" asked Dilandau. Folken held up a peice of paper. "I forgot to give this to you. A letter from the sorcerers, Chesta it seems forgot to give it to you yesterday."
"DID YOU READ IT!! ???" asked Dilandau. Folken looked at him and smiled "but of course."
"You bastard. Keep your nose out of my bussiness!" Dilandau yelled. A angry look crossed Folkens face and he grabbed Dilandaus arm tightly. Dilandau winced, Folken had used his metel arm. The metel fingers were sharp and digging into his skin. "Dilandau, remeber I am still higher up then you and your bussiness is well my own. You remember that."
"let go! you fucking bastard. we are the same position and you know that! let goo! ahh!" Dilandau tried to get out of the grip but Folken wouldn't let him. Oh, Dilandau could be so amusing at times.
he is flirting with you?
no!
yes he is
yes he is a bastard
he is flirting with you. this is so weird. do you think he knows. just go along and maybe he'll fuck you. come on, off to it. pull a move dilandau
WHAT! how can i pull a move
pinch his ass..kiss me..anything
no! thats uhh!!
your a guy..of course you can!
goodbye. not listening to you.
"uhh" Dilandau looked up at Folken. Folken was starring at him, after a second Folken let him go. Dilandau without thinking smacked Folken across the face as hard we he could. He didn't leave any mark except a faint red handprint. A second later a fist was barried in his stomach and he felt himself double over.
2 b' continued...sorry the chapters are like so short!
