Title: Loss of Control: Chapter Six

Beta: None. All mistakes are my own.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but a DVD and a dream.

Note: short because ... my muse is out for the day, sorry.


They had been exchanging letter through their pages for nearly a week when Alexander made a decision. He made a plan and began to execute it by not responding to Hephaestion's letters.

At first, it was no big deal. Hephaestion acted like he always did and they spoke only when they had to and they avoided eye contact. It was as if they'd never met, and it made Alexander feel so empty.

But he continued his plan until the following week when Hephaestion's letter began to worry him. The brunet had begun to send multiple letters a day, each detailing different parts of his day. It was almost like diary entries that he made out as letters to Alexander.

The prince didn't respond, however, and so, as Hephaestion's letters continued, the more needy his words got. He wasn't pleading for Alexander to answer, not yet but at the rate he was going, three letters per day, he soon would be.

Step two was ignoring him further in public. No longer did he search out the blue eyes that kept him up at night. No longer did they share 'moments' during class or lunch or dinner. No longer did Alexander linger behind after class or meal times to catch Hephaestion by surprise. It was as they'd never met.

It hurt him to think of Hephaestion had someone other than his closest friend but that was the mind-set he had agreed for himself in order to keep up appearances.

When it was finally time for the third step, Alexander felt relief as his eyes fell on the sad blue orbs that belonged to his best friend. He smiled at the brunet, bringing forth all of his longing into the simple act of smiling and looking away shyly. Never before had Alexander seen a look of adoration, abandonment and courage in another's face until he saw Hephaestion fling himself on him, wrapping his arms around his neck.

They hugged for a long moment, Alexander wrapped his arms around Hephaestion's small waist, pulling him flush against him without a care in the world. It didn't matter that they were hugging in the middle of the classroom with their mates looking at them and teacher judging them. It didn't matter what his friends were saying to each other, sending him scorching looks. The only thing that mattered was that they all knew Hephaestion was his and he was, for all of eternity, Hephaestion's.

"Meet me in my room tonight, Phai," Alexander whispered as they pulled apart. He looked at the boy, no- the man in front of him and hoped that what was to come would pass as he planned it.

It was a tense moment before Hephaestion nodded his head, a smile taking shape in his beautiful face. Alexander nodded to, taking Hephaestion's hand in his and turning to the crowd. He gave them no acknowledgment as he pulled Hephaestion behind him to their seats, hands never unclasping.