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Well… I loved your reviews! I'm sorry it took so long to update this. But, I have good news!
Not only am I actually getting somewhere on my summer assignments, I should be finished with them completely by August. If that happens, I'll be able to update a lot more. But, you know, that may not happen.
Also, I have the first 5 chapters of my new story typed and mostly revised. I've never done that before and I usually just sit down and type chapter by chapter. So, I'm pretty excited for that! I may publish that in a few days or so. I actually have a complete idea of how I want it to go so, I'm pretty pumped!
Alright, enough of my rambling. On with the story!
Title: Meeting Alec
Characters: Lysander, Magnus, Alec
POV: Lysander's!
Stupid frickin security.
I hate airports! As soon as they see a few huge Dolce bags, they just feel the need to look inside of them.
And they tried to confiscate my glitter. My effing glitter!
If I were as dramatic as my brother, I would've thrown a total bitch fit. Thankfully, I'm the calm one in the family.
"Sorry, sir. It's mandatory for us to make sure that no one has metal before every flight." The girl says, putting my glitter back where I had it.
"Mandatory my ass." I murmur quietly before taking my bags and moving past the girl, walking quickly because the plane leaves in a few minutes.
I mean, seriously, it's their job to go through everyone's bags. But to think I'm suspicious because of my glitter? Yeah, right. What would I do with little metal sprinkles anyway?
When I arrive on the plane, a few mundies look up and stare at me. I smile broadly at them and wave before taking my seat.
"Are you Adam Lambert?" A little girl across the aisle from me asks, right when I start to close my eyes.
Before her dad can shush her I answer. "No, sweetheart. I'm far glitterier than Adam." I answer brightly.
"Are too." She says stubbornly. I shake my head at her, laughing. "Prove it." She folds her arms across her chest, defiantly ignoring her father who's still trying to make her be quiet.
I don't mind, though. I get this all the time. I sing a few bars of "What Do You Want from Me" and the girl smiles broadly.
"You don't sound exactly like him but, you're close. You're really good. Are you his brother?" She asks curiously.
I laugh at the idea of Magnus being Adam Lambert. As if. He can hardly hold a tune.
"Nope! I'm just Lysander Bane." I say pleasantly. I don't really like kids but, this one's kinda cute.
"Elizabeth Drake." She holds out her hand for me to shake and her father just sighs, looking out the window.
She seems to be more mature than him.
"While it's a pleasure to meet you, I must have my beauty rest." I smile at her before closing my eyes again.
"Yeah, me too. Wouldn't want wrinkles and bags." She says, sinking into her chair. I look over to see her shudder at the idea.
I think the kid has a promising future.
I wake up just when we're landing and I grab my carry on and meander through the crowds, trying to locate my bags in the hectic airport.
I finally locate them and I start towards the conveyor belt on the other side.
"Lysander?" I turn around, looking for the person that just spoke until I feel a tug on the hem of my jacket. I look down and there's the girl from the flight. Elizabeth?
"Hello, there." I say, scanning the room for her father. He just lets her walk around in a huge airport by herself? She could get lost. Or talk to strangers, which is exactly what she's doing, I might add.
I see him coming towards us with a huge cup of coffee. Instead of trying to retrieve her, he just stands a few feet away, smiling politely.
"I was just going to tell you that you're a very pretty boy." She smiles up at me. "Most boys aren't very pretty." She wrinkles her little nose.
"Well, you're pretty too Elizabeth." I say, pleasantly.
"Here's my email. If you get famous by singing or something, I can say I knew you first!" She says. "Or, the other way around." She adds. I actually could see her becoming famous. She's assertive enough.
"Why, thank you Elizabeth. If you don't mind my asking, how old are you?" I ask her.
"I just turned 9. How old are you?" She says, never breaking eye contact. Which is weird since my eyes resemble cat eyes and a lot of people seem a little put off by them.
She's really mature for her age. I think about her question for a second.
"21." I answer, somewhat telling the truth. Well, my body's 21, technically. "I really do have to go but, I'll email you, alright?" She nods, smiling before she turns on her heels and drags her father away.
She kinda reminds me of when I was a kid. Minus the fact that she's a girl but, you know.
I slip her email into my back pocket and start scanning the room for my brother.
I finally find them and walk to the front of the airport, where I'm guessing Magnus and his new boyfriend will be.
He honestly talks about that kid nonstop. I've been wanting to see him for myself because he's really changed Magnus.
My brother's always been a pretty carefree spirit but, this is different. Whereas before, he seemed like he was happy because he felt he ought to be, he seems genuinely happy without trying.
I think it's a good change but, I won't really know until I see them for myself.
Just then, I see something tall and bright flit through the crowd. Once the crowd disperses again, I can see that it's Magnus and who I presume to be his blue eyed Shadowhunter.
Magnus stand up, forcing the boy to follow him as he struts through all of the people shuffling around, a huge grin on his face.
"Hey, Maggie!" I say, pulling him in for a hug and ignoring the fact that he's always hated that nickname.
Glitter flies everywhere and I see the Shadowhunter coughing, flailing around and seemingly trying to fight off the glitter.
I pull away from Magnus to get a better view of his boyfriend swatting all of the glitter away in vain since it's already stuck to his clothes.
Speaking of his clothes, they aren't nearly as drab as Magnus said. He's wearing a white military looking jacket over a dark blue v-neck that really brings out his eyes. He's also wearing a pair of nicely fitted grey skinny jeans and black boots. It looks good on him.
Then again, my brother probably dressed him…
"And, you must be Alexander! You're all Magnus ever talks about!" I exclaim, as the boy tries to shake my hand. I ignore that and pull him into a hug because Magnus really does look extremely happy, which I'm guessing is his doing.
He's a little awkward, which makes Magnus laugh at him before saying "Sander! Stop scaring my boyfriend!" Magnus says, still laughing.
Alexander takes a step back and looks at me and Magnus with raised eyebrows. "Whoa." He says.
"What?" Both Magnus and I say at the same time.
"Are you sure the two of you aren't twins?" Alexander frowns at us slightly, looking back and forth between us.
Of course we aren't twins. My hair is lighter with blonde streaks in it. Duh. Instead of saying that, though, I just say, "Nope. I'm two years older than him." I roll my eyes in Magnus' direction, causing him to push me.
"Huh. Well, how was your flight?" Alec says, trying to break the ice, I guess.
"It was hell. It took them forever to check all of my bags and then they inspected my glitter for some stupid reason." I answer exasperatedly. The little girl doesn't even cross my mind because of the absurdity of what I'm now calling the Glitter Situation.
"They inspected your glitter?" Alec asks, disbelievingly.
"Yeah! They thought it had metal alloys in it or some nonsense. It was ridiculous." I shake my head at the idea.
"That's horrible." Magnus says looking shocked at the idea of someone going through his glitter. I nod in agreement.
Magnus stops to think for a second. "It's a good thing that they gave it back, though, because I can't share mine with you." Magnus says, seeming to be even more appalled at the idea of sharing his glitter.
Ugh. I wouldn't share my glitter either.
"So, Alec. You're a Shadowhunter, right?" I ask, trying to change the subject.
"Yeah, I am." He answers simply.
"Which weapon are you best at?" I ask, smiling at him.
"The bow and arrow. It's the first weapon that I ever used." He seems to be more relaxed talking about Shadowhunter stuff.
"Really? That's interesting." I smile nicely at him, not sure what else I should say.
"So, are you a High Warlock, too?" Alec asks. I guess he'd assume so, given my brother and all.
"Eh, not really. I mean, a lot of people want me to be but, I can't stay in one place for too long. I help when I can though." I get tired of places pretty easily. And, I think I can do more good by moving around than staying in one place for too long.
"Okay, it's really stuffy in this airport. How about we go back to the apartment?" Magnus suggests lightly.
I agree. The stupid airport is completely packed right now.
We walk outside and it takes me and Magnus no time at all to hail a cab. Probably because of our height. And our flailing arms.
Alec just stands there.
We finally get all of my bags to fit into the trunk of the cab and pile inside.
"So, how did you two meet?" Even though I've heard a lot about my brother's new boyfriend, I never heard this story.
"See, that's a funny story. I threw this amazing party for Chairman's birthday-" Magnus starts before I cut him off. Everything starts with a party with him.
"Do you really think Chairman wanted to dart between the feet of dancing drunk people for his birthday?" I ask, him laughing but, somewhat fearing for the poor cat's safety. His owner can be reckless.
"Oh, shut up. He was fine." Magnus brushes me off. "Anyway, these Shadowhunters show up at my party and I'm really annoyed because, obviously, my guests don't want to have to deal with the Clave. Especially at a party." Magnus continues dramatically.
"So, this group comes in and there's an annoying blonde kid, followed by a really pretty dark haired girl and a short red haired girl. Then, at the back of the group, there's this stud muffin, staring at his feet and shuffling around nervously. It was so adorable!" Magnus gushes excitedly, his eyes lighting up.
"Is this necessary?" Alec asks as he bites his lower lip and focuses his attention on the floor. I can see why Magnus likes him. That is kinda cute.
"Well, aren't you just precious?" I say, smiling at him.
"I know, right! Look at how he bites his lip." Magnus leans in to kiss Alec chastely and unbelievably, Alec blushes even more. They really are cute together.
"Just go on with your story, Magnus." The Shadowhunter says, pushing Magnus away.
"Oh, fine. So, there's this cute blue eyed Shadowhunter that looks so uncomfortable in his own skin as if he doesn't even realize how gorgeous he is." Magnus continues.
"Wait a second." I interrupt him, holding up my hand. "You can't tell me that this is one of those ridiculous love at first sight things. That doesn't exist." I raise my eyebrow skeptically at him and he does the same, except for it's the opposite.
"No, of course not. It was more like lust at first sight." My brother purrs at his boyfriend and brushes his hands through his hair.
"Ah, that sounds more like my little brother." I say, nodding. And, that lust is still obviously there from the looks of things. At least he's happy.
"Hey, Alec, why don't you tell this part of the story? What were you thinking?" Magnus encourages him, grinning.
"Well," Alec stops blushing so much. "I noticed that he was really attractive and that when I looked into his eyes, I couldn't look away. And I thought he was trying to flirt with me but, I couldn't be sure because usually, people tend to look at me but, flirt with my brother Jace. So, I just figured I was imagining it all." Alec explains to me.
"Wait, you were seriously that oblivious? Last time I saw Magnus flirt with someone, he was beyond obvious about it." Skepticism is clear in my voice. He was honestly in the poor faerie's lap and clinging onto him with abandon.
I just can't imagine a world where my brother is ever subtle.
"Yeah but, like I said, I wasn't used to that much attention from a stranger." Alec confides.
Hm. That's hard to believe. My bet is on the poor Shadowhunter was just too naïve to notice the attention people were giving him. He could honestly be a model.
"Wow, really?" Magnus' brow scrunches a bit in confusion. "I really thought that I'd made that obvious. Well, it's not your fault that you're dense sometimes, sweetie." Magnus says, kissing my forehead.
I give Alec a knowing look and shake my head. If anyone's dense, it's Magnus but, he'd never believe anyone actually told him so.
"On with the story, Alec! This is actually interesting." I really do want to know more. It's a cute enough story.
"Well, we were there to see if Magnus, being the High Warlock and all, could help us figure out why Clary, my brother's girlfriend, didn't remember anything about Shadowhunting." Alec starts again.
"Wait a second. Magnus, is that the redhead whose mother made you wipe her memories every few years?" I ask, frowning slightly. Magnus nods. "Oh, that makes sense." I respond.
"So, yah. We found out that Magnus was actually the warlock that wiped her memories and Jace immediately got angry about that. I said something about how it wasn't Magnus' fault and I noticed that he kept looking at me like he was shocked or something." Alec continues.
"Also, for whatever reason, Alec has omitted the fact that we were in my bedroom at the time." Magnus adds happily. I laugh at him.
"Already? Wow, you move faster than I thought, Alec." I'm impressed. He seems kinda prudish.
"No! That's not what happened at all!" Magnus gives Alec a look. "Okay, I was in his room but, so was everyone else. Just to get away from the rest of the party." Alec concedes.
Well, that makes sense. I didn't think he'd be stupid enough to go to bed with my brother that soon.
"Whatever, the point was that this extremely hot Shadowhunter was on my canary yellow bed, blushing and sticking up for me, a complete stranger and a Downworlder, at that." Magnus says rather proudly. "It was all very sexy" Magnus purrs.
"So, on their way out of my apartment, I put my number into his pocket without him knowing. Then, I told him to call me but, he just started stuttering and blushing. I figured it was about a fifty-fifty chance that he'd call me back." Magnus says.
"So, you were still in the closet?" I ask Alec. He nods. I knew about that part since Magnus wouldn't stop venting to me about how annoying it was that he couldn't just stick up to his parents and get on with it.
He was livid but, I was just happy that someone was making him feel so much. He'd become kind of stoic in the last ten years.
"But I didn't really get the chance to call Magnus back…" Alec pauses and looks at Magnus.
"Yeah, he got attacked by a Greater demon first so, I had to go to the Institute to heal him since their iratzes don't have any affect against that kind of poison. He nearly died." Magnus seems to frown at the idea and looks down for a second. "I was a little peeved about that because I didn't even get to go out with him yet." Magnus pouts playfully. I roll my eyes at him again.
"But, he saved me so, I figured it would only be fair to at least talk to him and thank him." Alec adds quickly, blushing slightly at Magnus.
If my brother keeps this up, he'll give the Shadowhunter a heart attack before he's twenty.
"And, now we're home!" Magnus says, as the taxi rolls to a stop and he hands the driver a few bills and waves his hand behind his head for a bit, emitting blue sparks and causing him to forget anything odd that he may have heard during our conversation, just in case the hearing glamour didn't work.
I'm glad that he did it because I'm still kinda tired. My nap wasn't nearly long enough.
"Do you stay here with Magnus?" I ask the Shadowhunter once we start hauling my bags out of the trunk.
"Not really. I spend the night here sometimes but, I stay at the Institute for the most part." I can tell that the boy prefers to stay here, though. I guess if I were in his shoes, the Institute would be stifling.
"Ooh. Spending the night, huh?" I wink at him. That has to be fun. He's really toned from all of the demon hunting. Magnus looks happy at the idea, at least.
"I have a great idea." Magnus says as he opens the door to his flat. "We should all go clubbing tonight! We could bring Izzy, Jace, Simon, and Clary, all of them! That'd be the perfect opportunity for you to meet everyone!" Magnus says to me but, I notice that he looks at Alec.
That's weird. Magnus hardly ever dates people that don't like clubbing. This Shadowhunter really is different.
"Sounds great to me. I could use a few drink after that hellish flight." I respond. Clubs and lounges in New York have always been amazing. That's one thing I've missed about being here. Besides my brother, of course.
Magnus and I start hopping around his apartment in anticipation. That's one thing that we've always loved.
Oh, and alcohol. Drunken Bane brothers have always been fun to go out with, or so I've heard. I think.
Then again, I'm not really sure if that's a true statement since I don't usually remember anything after…
Well, I hope Alec's seen Magnus drunk before. If not, this is going to be more than interesting.
Don't hate me for the lack of a clubbing chapter yet… I'm typing it. :D
But, now that that's out of the way, we can get on the "Magnus gets drunk" scene!
I should be updating again in the next few days. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I seriously write this story one chapter at a time and I can't make myself stop that stupid habit.
Well, you guys should review! I love reading them, even if you're a shy reviewer, which I didn't even know existed because I review stories like crazy. So, yeah, even if it's like one word, that's cool. I just love hearing your thoughts!
Question: Do you guys still like Lysander? I'm going to show more of his differences with Magnus in the next chapter… I hope they aren't too similar?