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When Our Eyes Meet - Part 29
Normal POV
Folding his arms across his chest, Kai stared down at the dish, his face creased with worry. It had been early two hours since Tala went to Boris's office, and he was starting to feel anxious. There was no reason why the meeting should be taking so long.
'Why isn't Tala back yet? It's taking way too long.' Kai thought, nearly twitching in frustration. 'Something must have happened.'
He closed his eyes, trying to think. Tala had promised that he would come see him when he was done, and it was unlikely that he would forget that. Unlikely, but not impossible. He might have forgotten, or had gotten distracted afterwards, but that just didn't seem like him. Tala was always reliable; he never broke promises.
It might be something as simple as that; he might have forgotten, but what if that wasn't the case? What if something had gone wrong? Tala had been pretty angry with Boris the night before, had he forgotten that he promised he wouldn't do anything dumb? His anger was one of Tala's greatest faults. When he became too emotional, he tended to act only on his feelings, and not think things through. Had he lost control, when he had finally come face to face with the abbey director? Had he tried to attack him, or start some kind of trouble? Boris wouldn't hesitate to lock him up if that was the case.
The abrupt silence that gripped the room as Dranzer stopped spinning in the dish jolted Kai out of his thoughts. He was so distracted that he had forgotten that he was supposed to be practicing. Reaching down, he picked up the blue blade and gripped it tightly.
'All right, enough of the 'what if?' game, Kai' he thought. 'It's probably nothing. You know how Tala can be.'
But that was the exact problem. That wasn't how Tala was. Tala never flaked out like this.
Looking down, he noticed blood was seeping out from between his fingers. In his anxiousness, he hadn't even realized that he was gripping Dranzer so tightly that the blade was beginning to cut his hand. Sighing to himself, he wiped the blood off on his jeans and walked to the wall, sliding down to a sitting position.
"What should I do?" he mumbled. "Should I go find him, or wait here? If I leave now and he comes by, he might freak when he finds I'm gone." A small smile crossed his face. It felt kind of nice, knowing that Tala would worry about him if he found him missing. It was comforting to know that Tala cared about him.
Placing his blade on the ground, he stared towards the door, hoping with every second that passed that the door would swing open and Tala would step inside. Despite his wishes, however, the door remained closed.
He closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the cool stone wall. His abdomen hurt, but there wasn't much he could do about that. Redoing his bandages and tying them tighter might help to support his healing ribs, but quite honestly, he wanted Tala to help him with that.
'This isn't good.' He thought, somewhat amused. 'I'm becoming addicted to him. Just look at me, I'm freaking out because he isn't here.'
It was true. The more time he spent with Tala, the lonelier he felt when he was alone. If this situation had been taking place with anyone else, he wouldn't have cared as much. He might feel worried, yes, because he knew exactly what type of man Boris was, but he certainly wouldn't be freaking out like this.
He held a hand up to his face. 'Why can't I control my emotions around him? It's as if I'm a different person whenever he's around, I feel different around him. It's like everything that's bad suddenly disappears when he's around, I feel happy, and like nothing matter but him. I don't understand.'
Scarlet eyes closed slowly as he tried to sort through his confused thoughts. He wasn't used to dealing with these types of emotions, and honestly, he felt a little scared.
'We grew up together. We're closer than most brothers. And yet, I know that what I feel for him isn't just brotherly love. It's more than that. Much more.'
He sighed and felt around blindly for Dranzer, gripping the blade tightly. 'I know that I'm in love with him, but how can I be? How will he react if he knew? I know we flirt around and stuff, but this is much deeper than that. What if he's just goofing off with me, he'd freak if I told him.'
Slowly, he opened his eyes, staring at the door as though he could see through it. 'But I have to tell him sooner or later. I can't just keep hiding this from him. I have to be honest. But how?'
He contemplating, trying to find a good way to approach the situation. There was no easy way to go about this. He had to tell it to Tala's face, there was no way he would leave a note or letter for him, like some lovesick schoolgirl. He was stronger than that. Strong enough to face this head on.
He considered this, but the large doors of the training room swinging open slowly quickly interrupted his thoughts. His eyes brightened slightly, thinking that finally Tala had come, but when he saw who it was silhouetted against the lights of the hallway, his expression quickly changed.
"What do you want." He asked coldly, his face returning to the emotionless mask he wore.
"I didn't know I wasn't allowed here."
Kai narrowed his eyes. "You aren't. Now get the hell out, Bryan."
Bryan smirked and stepped forward, closing the door behind him. He surveyed the room, and seemed to be making mental notes of everything. "Look at you. Slacking off already, huh? I'm surprised that Boris hasn't already dismissed you from the abbey. You're useless."
A barely audible growl escaped Kai's throat, but other than that he didn't respond. He held Bryan's lavender gaze with his own scarlet eyes, even as the boy wandered over and knelt down in front of him, smiling broadly.
"But then, maybe I'm not surprised." Bryan said, his voice a low, husky whisper. He reached out a hand and stroked Kai's cheek, his eyes full of loathing. "You know why he keeps you here, right? It's because he likes you."
Slapping the hand away, Kai refused to let his gaze falter. "I'm not in the mood for your shit, Bryan."
Bryan continued, unfazed by the words. "You know that it's the only thing you're good for, don't you?"
"I'm warning you, Bryan…"
The lavender gaze suddenly hardened, and seemed to fill with even more hate and disgust. "The only thing you're good for is to be Boris's sex toy!"
Before Kai even knew what he was doing, he was on his feet, holding Bryan by the front of his shirt. It was taking all of his self-control not to hit the boy; he was itching to wipe that self-satisfied smirk off of his face. "You son of a bitch."
"What's wrong Kai?" Bryan asked. "Does the truth hurt? Why don't you be a good dog and lay down so Boris can pet you."
What ever self control Kai had disappeared after that comment. His right fist lashed out, catching Bryan in the eye and causing him to stumble backwards.
Despite his rapidly bruising face, Bryan managed to smirk at Kai. This was exactly what he was hoping Kai would do. He knew that his words were striking a nerve in the phoenix, and he was enjoying it.
"It's only what you deserve, Kai." He whispered, holding onto his swelling eye. "Deny it all you want, but it's your fate to be nothing but a pet to Boris." He grinned. "Just accept it, and try to enjoy it."
Hmm…this turned out shorter than I hoped, but this seemed like a good stopping place before next chapter. Sorry about that! ^.^
*Brings out boxes of donuts and coffee* Ok! Please take a donut and leave a review, and I'll see you this weekend! ^.^
When Our Eyes Meet - Part 29
Normal POV
Folding his arms across his chest, Kai stared down at the dish, his face creased with worry. It had been early two hours since Tala went to Boris's office, and he was starting to feel anxious. There was no reason why the meeting should be taking so long.
'Why isn't Tala back yet? It's taking way too long.' Kai thought, nearly twitching in frustration. 'Something must have happened.'
He closed his eyes, trying to think. Tala had promised that he would come see him when he was done, and it was unlikely that he would forget that. Unlikely, but not impossible. He might have forgotten, or had gotten distracted afterwards, but that just didn't seem like him. Tala was always reliable; he never broke promises.
It might be something as simple as that; he might have forgotten, but what if that wasn't the case? What if something had gone wrong? Tala had been pretty angry with Boris the night before, had he forgotten that he promised he wouldn't do anything dumb? His anger was one of Tala's greatest faults. When he became too emotional, he tended to act only on his feelings, and not think things through. Had he lost control, when he had finally come face to face with the abbey director? Had he tried to attack him, or start some kind of trouble? Boris wouldn't hesitate to lock him up if that was the case.
The abrupt silence that gripped the room as Dranzer stopped spinning in the dish jolted Kai out of his thoughts. He was so distracted that he had forgotten that he was supposed to be practicing. Reaching down, he picked up the blue blade and gripped it tightly.
'All right, enough of the 'what if?' game, Kai' he thought. 'It's probably nothing. You know how Tala can be.'
But that was the exact problem. That wasn't how Tala was. Tala never flaked out like this.
Looking down, he noticed blood was seeping out from between his fingers. In his anxiousness, he hadn't even realized that he was gripping Dranzer so tightly that the blade was beginning to cut his hand. Sighing to himself, he wiped the blood off on his jeans and walked to the wall, sliding down to a sitting position.
"What should I do?" he mumbled. "Should I go find him, or wait here? If I leave now and he comes by, he might freak when he finds I'm gone." A small smile crossed his face. It felt kind of nice, knowing that Tala would worry about him if he found him missing. It was comforting to know that Tala cared about him.
Placing his blade on the ground, he stared towards the door, hoping with every second that passed that the door would swing open and Tala would step inside. Despite his wishes, however, the door remained closed.
He closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the cool stone wall. His abdomen hurt, but there wasn't much he could do about that. Redoing his bandages and tying them tighter might help to support his healing ribs, but quite honestly, he wanted Tala to help him with that.
'This isn't good.' He thought, somewhat amused. 'I'm becoming addicted to him. Just look at me, I'm freaking out because he isn't here.'
It was true. The more time he spent with Tala, the lonelier he felt when he was alone. If this situation had been taking place with anyone else, he wouldn't have cared as much. He might feel worried, yes, because he knew exactly what type of man Boris was, but he certainly wouldn't be freaking out like this.
He held a hand up to his face. 'Why can't I control my emotions around him? It's as if I'm a different person whenever he's around, I feel different around him. It's like everything that's bad suddenly disappears when he's around, I feel happy, and like nothing matter but him. I don't understand.'
Scarlet eyes closed slowly as he tried to sort through his confused thoughts. He wasn't used to dealing with these types of emotions, and honestly, he felt a little scared.
'We grew up together. We're closer than most brothers. And yet, I know that what I feel for him isn't just brotherly love. It's more than that. Much more.'
He sighed and felt around blindly for Dranzer, gripping the blade tightly. 'I know that I'm in love with him, but how can I be? How will he react if he knew? I know we flirt around and stuff, but this is much deeper than that. What if he's just goofing off with me, he'd freak if I told him.'
Slowly, he opened his eyes, staring at the door as though he could see through it. 'But I have to tell him sooner or later. I can't just keep hiding this from him. I have to be honest. But how?'
He contemplating, trying to find a good way to approach the situation. There was no easy way to go about this. He had to tell it to Tala's face, there was no way he would leave a note or letter for him, like some lovesick schoolgirl. He was stronger than that. Strong enough to face this head on.
He considered this, but the large doors of the training room swinging open slowly quickly interrupted his thoughts. His eyes brightened slightly, thinking that finally Tala had come, but when he saw who it was silhouetted against the lights of the hallway, his expression quickly changed.
"What do you want." He asked coldly, his face returning to the emotionless mask he wore.
"I didn't know I wasn't allowed here."
Kai narrowed his eyes. "You aren't. Now get the hell out, Bryan."
Bryan smirked and stepped forward, closing the door behind him. He surveyed the room, and seemed to be making mental notes of everything. "Look at you. Slacking off already, huh? I'm surprised that Boris hasn't already dismissed you from the abbey. You're useless."
A barely audible growl escaped Kai's throat, but other than that he didn't respond. He held Bryan's lavender gaze with his own scarlet eyes, even as the boy wandered over and knelt down in front of him, smiling broadly.
"But then, maybe I'm not surprised." Bryan said, his voice a low, husky whisper. He reached out a hand and stroked Kai's cheek, his eyes full of loathing. "You know why he keeps you here, right? It's because he likes you."
Slapping the hand away, Kai refused to let his gaze falter. "I'm not in the mood for your shit, Bryan."
Bryan continued, unfazed by the words. "You know that it's the only thing you're good for, don't you?"
"I'm warning you, Bryan…"
The lavender gaze suddenly hardened, and seemed to fill with even more hate and disgust. "The only thing you're good for is to be Boris's sex toy!"
Before Kai even knew what he was doing, he was on his feet, holding Bryan by the front of his shirt. It was taking all of his self-control not to hit the boy; he was itching to wipe that self-satisfied smirk off of his face. "You son of a bitch."
"What's wrong Kai?" Bryan asked. "Does the truth hurt? Why don't you be a good dog and lay down so Boris can pet you."
What ever self control Kai had disappeared after that comment. His right fist lashed out, catching Bryan in the eye and causing him to stumble backwards.
Despite his rapidly bruising face, Bryan managed to smirk at Kai. This was exactly what he was hoping Kai would do. He knew that his words were striking a nerve in the phoenix, and he was enjoying it.
"It's only what you deserve, Kai." He whispered, holding onto his swelling eye. "Deny it all you want, but it's your fate to be nothing but a pet to Boris." He grinned. "Just accept it, and try to enjoy it."
Hmm…this turned out shorter than I hoped, but this seemed like a good stopping place before next chapter. Sorry about that! ^.^
*Brings out boxes of donuts and coffee* Ok! Please take a donut and leave a review, and I'll see you this weekend! ^.^
