Title: Chamomile

Theme: # 1 -- look over here

Warnings: ...?

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It had started a few days after Chazz had first arrived at the academy.

Zane had been up early one morning, and had noticed Chazz headed for the meal hall. Curious as to why someone would go there when there was no breakfast to be had as of yet, Zane followed.

Over the next few weeks, it became routine for Chazz to be there early, and for Zane to follow and watch him. It was the same every morning: a cup of steaming chamomile, a spoonful of sugar, and a spoonful of honey. Zane had a feeling that aside from himself and the couple cooks, no one knew Chazz even liked tea.

Chazz, for his part, was aware of being watched. Who and why were other matters, but he knew someone was there. At first he'd shrugged it off as being one of the cooks, but now... The cooks were long since used to his early morning excursion, and paid him no mind. And still the feeling of eyes on him remained.

After two months, he'd had enough. The cooks were busy in the back as he sat down with his tea.

'All the better,' he decided.

"Who's there?"

Zane nearly jumped out of his skin as the voice broke the usual silence. He knew who it was. He fully adored the voice.

Grey eyes searched the room, to no avail.

"I know you're here. I know you've been watching me."

The older boy winced. How long had Chazz known?

"Who are you? Why won't you come out? Why won't you answer me?"

That lovely voice had taken on a hint of desperation. Zane decided he might as well get it over with.

"Do you want me too?"

Chazz searched for the source, but didn't find it.

"Yes," he said, almost too softly to hear. "I do want you to answer. No one talks to me."

"Then I will."

"Where are you? Who are you?"

Zane stepped out from his hiding place enough to be seen.

"Look over here."

This time, Chazz found where the voice had come from.

"It's you."

His voice was almost inaudible, his expression almost awestruck.

"Do you regret asking, Chazz?"

"No."

He shook his head.

"But why?"

"Why what?"

"Why hide?"

Zane sighed, "so I could watch you."

"Why would you want to watch me?"

"Because you're beautiful, fascinating, and so much more that no one else here is."

Hope flickered momentarily in those forlorn grey eyes, before it was brutally snuffed out.

"I don't believe it. Not a word."

"Look here."

Chazz looked up, and Zane pressed their lips together.

"Do you believe that?" he asked as they pulled apart.

"Yes."

Again, Chazz's voice was almost inaudible.

"Good."

owari

-glomps reviewers- I luff you all! This is somebody's sugar fix. Yay! Anyways, this one was meant to put some desperation and maybe a bit of angstin on Chazz's part. Hope everyone likes.