"Ah. Fuck. Kevin! Please!"
"Please what, Dee? Tell me. I want you to tell me."
"K-Kevin. Fuck. Kevin. Please."
"What is it, Dee? What do you want?"
Dee gasped and threw his head back. A familiar heat pooling in the pit of his stomach. Kevin watched Dee almost unravel. He believed it was the single most sexiest thing he's ever seen. His pupils were blown wide and his mouth was open in an "o" shape. "Tell, Double Dee. What is that you want from me? What?" He knew exactly what he wanted. He just wanted Dee to tell him. He loved it when Dee cursed and talked dirty to him in the bedroom.
"Kevin Anthony. If you don't fuck me right now, I'm going to scream."
"Oh! Well alright then!" He said, slipping his fingers out and aligning his cock with Dee's hole. He let out a shaky breath as the tip slipped past the tight ring of muscle. "Fuck, Dee. Holy shit. You feel so good." He breathed out as he slid all the way to the base.
Kevin sat still for a moment. Letting Dee get adjusted to the feel. The change. Then he started moving slowly, at first. Picking up speed, he wrapped his hand around Dee's cock. He pumped his hand up and down, matching his own speed. "Fuck. D-Dee. Gods, I love you. I love you, so much." Dee's breath became irregular, erratic. He could feel a tightness in his stomach. "K-Kevin...I-"
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Dee reached over and slapped his alarm off. He had a light sheen of sweat covering his body. "What the hell? Was that...what the hell?" He wondered out-loud. Rising, he swung his feet over the side of the bed. He leaned over, elbows on his knees and head in his hands. He looked at his clock; the time on it read five-thirty am. He decided to stay awake and get ready for school. Grabbing his towel, he made his way to the bathroom to take a shower, brush his hair, do other things one would do in the bathroom. He still thought about the dream. Or memory? He couldn't distinguish the difference between the two. Once he was done in the bathroom, he made his way downstairs to make himself breakfast. After a healthy breakfast of oatmeal with banana and orange juice, he went to the downstairs bathroom to brush his teeth. Again, he thought about his dream. And the more he thought about it, the more it made him nervous. Going through his daily routine just distracted him. Now that he was actually thinking about it, he wasn't sure he wanted to see Kevin today. Usually he would ride to school with Rave, Nat, and Kevin. But he decided he wouldn't. He needed more time to sort through his thoughts...and his confusing feelings for the red-haired boy. He decided he would talk to Rave once he got to school.
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At six am on the dot, Nat and Kevin are awake. Kevin usually takes the bathroom first. He never took longer than he had to. If he tried, Nat would blow a gasket. Nat was not a nice person in the morning. Especially if he didn't have his beauty rest. "A Queen should always sleep well, Kevin. Lest he, or she, woke up a crank monster." {A/N: I call my kids crank monsters. They're cranky and little monsters in the morning if they haven't gotten enough sleep.} After dressing, he made his way downstairs to the kitchen. Now, usually, the kitchen is pretty empty. He can hear himself think in the mornings before school. And this is mostly every day; but today is not that day. Today, he walks in to find Rave sitting at his kitchen table. Phone in hand, half eaten muffin on the table, and a glass of orange juice at his lips. Kevin stopped in his tracks and stared. And continued staring until Rave finally spoke. "So. You're probably wondering why I'm here. And to be honest...I need your help." Rave said, looking up at the red-head. Kevin remained blank faced. He walked to the fridge to grab the milk, orange juice, and strawberries. From his past lives with Dee, he would always eat something healthy. After a while, it became a habit. One he never intended to break. Even when Dee died over and over again.
"What's up, Rave? You've never needed my help before. Except for that one time."
"I know. But...I think Nat is starting to put the pieces together. And...look, this isn't easy for me, Barr. I need your help."
Kevin looked at the magenta haired boy sitting across from him. He sighed. "Okay. What do you need my help with?"
"I need to tell him it's me." And, once again, Kevin stared.
"Rave, are you totally sure you want to do that? You left all those years ago to protect him."
"Yes, well, those were different times. It needed to be done. This is now. The gay community is widely accepted."
Kevin looked at his friend. He turned his head when he heard the shower cut off. "Well. You can do it now. Nat is getting out of the shower. He'll be down here shortly."
Rave nodded. As Kevin got up to walk away, Rave held him back with just a few short words. "Will you tell Dee who you are? Who he is?"
"You know how this works, Rave. I can't say anything until he completely remembers me." And with that, he walked away.
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At school, Dee avoided Kevin. Rave avoided Nat. Nat and Kevin were severely confused to say the least. They didn't understand what was going on. Nor could they ask. Not until the last class of the day, Home Ec. When they walked in, Rave and Dee were sitting a table together, heads bowed low. So, because they couldn't sit with the two people they wanted to, they chose a table close to the front. Mama Fate looked at them with pity. She knew what was going on. She looked at the other two boys. She sighed. "Alright everyone, settle down. Today, we won't be doing the usual. Instead, we're going to talk about something I think is interesting. You may do what was intended for today if you want to. You all have the packets for this class and the recipes I have provided. But today, today I want to talk about reincarnation."
Princess shot her head up so quick, Kevin was afraid she'd break her neck.
Well. This should be interesting.
Sorry for the short chapter ya'll. But I know ya'll are getting tired of waiting for updates! Lol. Life ya know? Enjoy this one. Next chapter should be...interesting to say the least.
