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Tales of Genocyde Chapter Ten: Sighklok

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"Domis!" Called Toki Wartooth's familiar voice from down the hall.

I turned, materials heavy in my arms. Finally, the boxes fell over.

"OH FUCK! Damn these fucking boxes all to hell."

I instictly dropped to my knees to pick it all up. Toki was by my side, just like the old days, helping me out.

"Where's Natens? Yous thinks he'd helps wit de boxes."
"Nathan is in the shower. I wanted to get my stuff into the rehearsal area early so I can start setting up the projects," I replied frantically.
"Yous sounds like yous having a rough day, Domis," my friend replied with concern as he put the rest of the materials into the second box.

He then lifted the heavier of the two boxes, then led me to the performance atrium. Our heads turned upon hearing familiar heavy footsteps and we stopped.

"Domi! Where the hell were you?" Nathan asked as he caught up.
"I told you that I was getting my materials to rehearsal. I got lost, but thankfully Toki brought me to the right place."

Nathan glared uneasily at Toki. You could feel the tension radiating from my love in blasts.

"Nathans! Stop it!" I demanded, "You have nothing to worry about with Toki! He's practically family to me!"
"I do has crush on Domis."

I looked at Toki with shock. He had a crush on me? This could cause problems. I had to nip this in the bud...And fast. Nathan looked us both over, then stormed off into the atrium.

"NATHAN!" I put down the my box and chased after him. I know he heard, but he didn't as much as turn his head.

Tears clouded my vision and I soon tripped...over Pickles' foot.

"Hey watch---Oh. Hey Domi," he said.

I looked up at the red-haired drummer. He was actually quite sober for once and was looking at my face.

"You've been crying."
"You wouldn't understand, Pickles. It's about Nathan..."
"Is he jealous?"
I blinked.

"How did you know?"
"It's all in his body language. We'll go find him. I'm sure he would want to talk."

He got up.

"Hey, don't start rehearsal yet, douchebags."

Pickles motioned for me to follow, which is exactly what I did.

"I know where Nate goes when he's upset," he whispered,"I'll go in first, then you come in and talk to him. I really don't want you to have to be hit with whatever Nathan may throw."

We stopped at a backstage prop closet and Pickles motioned for me to stop. He went in and I heard the sound of glass breaking.

"GET OUT OF HERE, DICKWEED! I want to be alone right now!" Roared Nathan from the inside.
"Look, Nathan! Don't be a Motherfucking Douchebag about this! You need to listen to me and talk to Domi! I know you don't think any of us can see it, but I can tell how much she means to you!"
"Why would she want to talk? I was an asshole back there!"
"EXACTLY!" Pickles shouted, frustrated.
"Toki is much more gentle and better looking than me!" Nathan retorted.
"NOT TO DOMI! JUST TALK TO HER, YOU PUSSY!"

Another glass broke, and with that, Pickles came out and nodded. He then started picking shards of glass out of his dreadlocks of red. I went in to the closet, shaking and fell down again, scar burning from the salt of my tears.

A pair of pair arms reached out for me and picked me up. I looked into Nathan's tear-stained face and green eyes.

"Nathan, you really need to trust me more. Toki really is no threat to the relationship!" I pleaded.
"How do I know that? He's better looking and gentle..."
"You are the most beautiful man that I have ever seen, Nathan. Look!I know he has a crush on me, but I only see Toki as a brother!"
"What are you going to do about Toki?" Nathan asked.
"We are going to talk to him. Toki needs to know that you are the only man that I have any romantic feelings for. I can't do this by myself, Nathan."

He nodded. "Let's do that after rehearsal."

"I'm sorry I was such an fucking asshole," he apologized as he carried me to the stage," But I realize that maybe we were destined for eachother. Losing you would hurt to no end.."

I kissed his cheek wearily. "I'm sure I'll find myself doing the same thing one of these days..."

"I uh..heart you, Domi."
"I heart you, Nathan."
"OKAY DICKBRAINS! IT'S REHEARSAL TIME!" He roared as he put me down on the edge of the stage.

It was almost as if I was serenaded to sleep.