Title: Down
Author: Zee
Disclaimer: You don't own me...
((NOTE)) I'm back! For all of you reading this who also read Story Times one or two and didn't read my bio, I'm sorry to say that they've been deleted. It's against rules to write in script format, so they're kinda...dead. They're still on my hard drive, though, so if anyone knows another place where I can put 'em, tell me and I'll check it out.
hide-chu: But wasn't that rule made after you started those stories?
Zee: I'm not sure...nor am I sure how administrators found out. I mean, I've yet to hear of them, you know, actually looking for that stuff. And if they did, why the HELL would they look in X-men: Evolution?
hide-chu: Maybe they saw your thing in Weiss Kreuz (the most funny ass anime that's trying to be serious ever) and got rid of it.
Zee: No, I looked in Weiss Kreuz, they still have script form...
hide-chu: So that means one thing...
Both: Someone must have reported Zee.
Zee: If ANYONE knows who did it, tell me. Please. Or better yet, if you did it, turn yourself in. Please.
hide-chu: o.o;;
Zee: On a completely unrelated note, I PLANTED BULBS WITH MY DADDY TO DAY!! YAHOO!!
Anywoozle, on with the insanity...
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/This bog is thick and easy to get lost in..../
/I hope it sucks you down./
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It was a month before Jamie saw John again.
During that time, he did what he usually did; went to school, trained, pined for John, trained some more, hung out with his friends, got pissed off at the older kids, ran away from the older kids who were pissed off at him, risked his life a few times, had wet dreams with John in them, found out a girl at school had a crush on him, found out a boy at school had a crush on him, felt bad about thinking the boy was cute, got grounded for tricking Jean into thinking he was dying when it was really a multiple, read crappy fanfiction, jacked off thinking about John, kicked Bobby in the groin, ran screaming from the institute with Iceman hot on his heels, wrote about four thousand, three hundred and seventeen love letters to John, burned them all, and...oh yeah, he ate and slept. That too.
He was not prepared to meet up with John when it happened. If he had known, he probably would have dressed up a bit better, gotten himself more prepared, maybe even stood in the mirror and practiced what he was going to say (and how he was going to reject John's advances), but he didn't really have time to do any of that.
What happened was, Jamie was just walking around in downtown Bayville, minding his own business. His school let out a little before the high school, so to escape that creepy girl who had a crush on him, he had jumped the fence as soon as the bell rung and scampered to the high school. He was still a half a mile away from the school when someone grabbed him by the shoulder.
"ARGH!" screamed Jamie as he whirled around, ready to kick the guy in the balls and run (this surprise, coincidently, was what had caused him to kicked Jamie) when he realized who it was. "Oh." he said blandly, heart rate dropping back to normal, boredom and annoyance overriding shock. "Hey Damien."
"Hi Jamie. Sorry if I freaked you out." Damien, the boy who had a crush on Jamie, grinned. His smile reminded almost everyone of honey being poured, sweet, slow, and yummy. It just reminded Jamie of a certain redhead. "Where ya going?"
"High school." Jamie answered shortly, not in the mood for small talk.
"Cool! That's where I'm going too!" Damien's bright green eyes lit up. "I need to meet my brother, he's driving me to the doctor. Um..." Damien suddenly blushed and looked very interested in the pavement. "Can I...walk with you?"
Jamie inwardly groaned. "It's not like I can stop you..." he muttered, slouching as he walked. Out of the corner of his eyes, he took in Damien's features. A year older than him at thirteen(1), Damien was every girls dream. Too bad he was officially gay with his sights set on Jamie. There was always some prepubescent female running her fingers through his gleaming black hair, some artsy girl drawing his strong, Italian profile, a random striving-to-be-a-poet girl trying to find the exact word to describe his brilliant green eyes. He could make even the toughest of girls swoon with his "dashing good looks, he's so much more mature than all those other boys, Jamie, and oh. My. God. He, like, totally has a crush on you!"
Even Jamie had to admit he was cute.
Which kind of sucked because he was going out with John.
"So..." The usually outgoing Damien was being very shy today. "Um...why are you going to the high school?"
"Meeting up with my friends." Slouch.
"Oh. Cool. You have friends in high school?"
"Yeah." More slouching.
"Wow, that must be great! You live in that institute place right? The one where they had all the construction while that freaky robot thing was attacking that city? Aren't there a lot of other older kids living there?"
"Mmm hmm." Slou-ch.
"Aw man, that must be awesome, having someone always there to take you places! My parents are always working, I only have my brother to drive me around, and half the time he can't even do it. We have two cars, and mom and dad usually need to use one each, so he can't take me anywhere."
"That sucks." Slouching even more.
"Um, Jamie, you're, like, crawling on the ground. Are you okay?"
"Huh?" with all the slouching he had done, Jamie found himself inching along on his hands and knees. "Uh...sorry...tired." he murmured, standing up and brushing himself off. God, how embarrassing could you get?
"You wanna rest a little? Three miles is a long way to walk, even for us." Damien looked worried.
"Uh...aren't you gonna be late to meet your brother?"
"I can just call 'im and tell 'im I was helping a friend, no big deal. Come on, let's sit down." he leaned against the wall of the building next to them and slid down. "Come on, you look dead."
Jamie regarded Damien warily, then quickly plunked down two feet away from him, drawing his knees to his chest. It felt good to rest, but not when a guy who liked you was sitting right there.
"Hey, come on..." Damien grinned and moved closer to Jamie. "I'm not gonna bite you or anything."
"That's not what I'm afraid of..." growled Jamie, tensing up completely.
"Jamie..." Damien cocked his head to the side. "Why don't you like me?"
That wasn't completely unexpected, but it still caught Jamie off guard. "Uh...I um..."
"You can't tell me you don't, you know, like guys or anything. It's obvious. No offence or anything." Damien brushed a piece of Jamie's hair out of his eyes. Jamie's stomach plunged. For that moment, he longed for John more than anything in the world, wished that he was the one stroking his hair, not Damien. Not to say he didn't appreciate the gesture, but it was just a little too...personal.
"Well, yeah, I do like guys, but...um...I'm kinda..."
"What you got a boyfriend?"
Ha, he said it first. "Yeah..."
Damien's grin faded. "Oh...and you're, like, really...um..." he blushed.
"Yeah, we are." murmured Jamie, blushing harder.
"Oh...so you're, like, steady no matter what?"
"Yeah..."
"Uh huh..." Damien looked lost in thought, then turned to look Jamie in the eye. It was obvious he was upset, but he was making a heroic effort to hide it by managing a small smile. "Well, uh..." he held out his hand. "We can still be friends, right?"
Jamie blinked, shocked. "Yeah, of course!" he took Damien's hand and shook it, the corners of his lips turned up into a smile.
"Awesome!" exclaimed Damien, his smile beginning to look a bit more real. "We're cool, right?"
"Yeah, totally!"
"So...you wanna keep going?"
"Sure."
Now that the tension had been lifted, Jamie and Damien continued their walk to the high school with more vigor and much more talking. Jamie found out that Damien hated how all the girls flaunted over him, and how most of his friends were only with him so they could go out with the girls he turned down. Jamie had to stop and catch his breathe from laughing after he found out that Damien still slept with a stuffed alligator named Darth Gator. Damien was shocked to learn that not only was Jamie a mutant, he could make copies of himself (he didn't believe the mutant, so Jamie ran into a wall and ended up in a pile of himself-literally. Damien was okay with it, though. He said it'd make playing baseball a shitload easier, causing Jamie to laugh). Damien just grinned evilly after finding out that Jamie slept with a stuffed moose called Fred(2). He said he'd use that as payback for the laughing later.
As it turned out, they had spent a little too much time talking, and ended up at a deserted high school.
"Wait..." murmured Damien. "Where is everyone?"
"I dunno. What time is it?"
Damien glanced at his watch and blanched. "Crap! It's six o'clock!"
Jamie grabbed his arm and gawked at the time. "Oh shit! Do you still have your phone? Can you call your brother, or I could call someone, or-"
"Yeah, hold on." Damien pulled out his phone and pushed the power button. And held it. For a minute. "Oh no....oooooh no. Don't tell me..." he stared at his watch in shock. "It's outta juice. Oh crap, Jamie, we can't call anyone, I am so sorry--"
"Jamie?"
Both boys turned around, Damien in confusion, Jamie in shock. Looking surprised, ruffled, and stepping out of a car Jamie had never seen before was John.
"John!" cried Jamie. He pounced the Australian, laughing with happiness. John looked pleasantly surprised and twirled Jamie in the air, bringing their lips together into a heartfelt kiss. Jamie wrapped his legs around John's back and his arms around his neck, fingers twirling the hair on the nape of the redheads neck. "I miss you!"
"Missed you too, baby..." murmured John, pressing his lips passionately against the boys. Everything else was forgotten in that kiss; the people John had burned alive during his mission, the fact that he'd pretended all those people were Jamie, the disgustingly pleasurable wet dreams and jerk offs, and all the other horrible things he'd done in just four weeks. All of that was forgotten, because right now, at this second, the most precious, most beautiful, most loving boy in the cosmos was kissing him and only him.
Then they heard a cough.
"Damien!" shrieked Jamie, wriggling out of John's arms. "Uh...yeah....this is John. We're, um...together."
"I figured." said the random black haired kid apathetically. "Hi."
"Um, John, this is Damien. He's my friend. From school. Yeah."
"Hey there." said John, slightly put off by the fact that Jamie wasn't on top of him anymore because of some stupid schoolmate. But he still grinned. "How's it going?"
"Um, John, we actually need rides home." said Jamie bashfully. "So, um...do you think you could, um..."
"No problem. Get in." John wrapped an arm around Jamie's waist and led him to the car. He turned back to look at Jamie's friend, Damien, with a raised eyebrow. "Hey, you coming or not, kid?"
"Uh, yeah." Damien scampered into the backseat of the car and they drove off.
"Where do you live?"
"Um...you can just drop me off at the end of Main Street. It's, like, a three minute walk from there, that's where my bus let's me off."
"Right."
They drove in semi-silence, with Jamie chattering to John about everything that had happened while he was gone. Damien noticed with dissatisfaction that Jamie talked to John with the same, if not more, energy he had when he talked to Damien. This John person seemed content with just driving and listening to Jamie, occasionally putting in his own opinion and causing Jamie to laugh more in three minutes than Damien had done in half an hour.
"This is where you get off, right?"
Damien started and glanced out the window. Yeah, this was his bus stop. Three minutes, then home. "Yeah, thanks. Um...see you next week, okay Jamie?"
"Kay! Have a good weekend!" Jamie called out the open window. He made John wait for a minute or two to make sure Damien got down the road safely, then turned to John and pecked him on the cheek. "How was work?"
"Ugh, it was awful! So boring." moaned John as he drove off. "I missed you so much, Jamie." he wrapped his right arm around the back of the boys seat. "Wanna come over tonight?" something gleamed in John's eyes.
"I can't tonight." Jamie sighed and sunk down into his seat. "I got in trouble for kicking Bobby, so I haven't been allowed out the whole week."
"WHAT?!" screamed John, slamming his foot down on the brakes. He whipped around to face Jamie, seething. "YOU MEAN I CAN'T SEE YOU TONIGHT?!!"
Jamie's eyes were the size of dinner plates. "I-I'm sorry John--"
"You bet your sweet little ass you're sorry." John growled, grabbing Jamie's wrists and pulling him close and nipping his lips. "You listen good. You are not going to listen to what your stupid fucking teachers told you, alright? You are coming with ME and you are staying with ME for however the fuck long I see fit!" he glared venomously into Jamie's eyes while attacking the boys lips with his teeth. John pulled away slightly to see Jamie's stunned, red face. "Do we understand each other?"
"John-"
"Don't fucking 'John' me! You're coming over, got it?!"
"But-but I can't-"
"WHO THE HELL SAYS YOU CAN'T?!!" bellowed John, slamming his fist into the windshield, breaking the glass. He pulled his hand back with a slightly puzzled face. "Oh...wait, hold on, I'm bleeding."
"John!" exclaimed Jamie, grabbing his hand and picking out the pieces of glass. John gazed at him, shocked. He'd just...he'd just completely blown up at Jamie, and Jamie didn't even care; he was just worried if John was okay. John's anger disappeared immediately. He cupped his unwounded hand around Jamie's and offered him a smile. "I'll drive you home, okay? We can hang out tomorrow. Meet me at that bookstore, okay?"
"Are you sure you can drive?"
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Well...just let me get the glass out, okay?"
Using his nails, Jamie picked the pieces of glass out of John's hand, then wrapped it up in a handkerchief, giving it a kiss when he was done. They drove the rest of the ride in silence, John wincing at the pain in his hand every now and then. He stopped around the corner of the institute and turned the ignition off.
"Jamie...I'm...sorry for being so weird before."
Jamie said nothing.
"It's just...I mean, I love you so much and...I haven't seen you for a month and I missed you so fucking much and I just wanna spend time with you and then you said you can't and I just...got really pissed off and I'm sorry, Jamie, I really am."
Jamie still said nothing, just focused on the dashboard.
"...aren't you gonna, um, say anything?"
Jamie looked up at John, leaned over and planted a small, sweet kiss on his lips. He pulled away and unlocked his door. He turned and looked back at John. "We'll talk about it more tomorrow, okay? I'll see you at the bookstore." He got out, slammed the door and walked back to his home.
John watched him walk off. He laid his head on the steering wheel, a stray tear escaping from his eye. Looking back up again, gazing at Jamie's silhouette, growing smaller each second, he whispered, "You're too good for me...and I hate it."
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(1) Yes, thirteen is a rather...young age to come out, isn't it? But it can happen!!...I think.
(2) That was in honor of my friend Rei's webcomic. With Fred. The stuffed moose.
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Zee: Made extra long because...uh...I can. Yeah. And I hope you all like that Damien guy. He'll be back. Yeeeeess.....
hide-chu: There's no quote at the beginning.
Zee: (-sighs-)I know...but I couldn't find anything, I'm sorry (-forlorn-) Anyways, here are the reviews:
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nessie6: John thinks that Jamie si so cool because...well, I don't know how all the 'ooOOoo mental!' stuff works, but I'm guessing that John is just obsessed with Jamie period, that's why he wants him. XD Yes, he's in love so Jamie is GOD! XDD SCOTT WITH WHITE HAIR!! ARGH!! And I knew Pietro was your God of All Characters. Boo yaka. And I LOVE that quote!
Star-of-Chaos: Oh. It might be. I suspect the Canadians know the Canadian national anthem XD Thank you! I know, John just keeps ruining his great, beautiful fantasies with that gross stuff. I didn't go into that much detail about his whole 'cannibalism' thing, but that's just because I decided to spare you all a bit :D;
DemonRogue13: You ARE everywhere! Jesus Christ! Yeah, Johnny's a little freaky-deaky.
Qindarka: XDDDD W00T! I AM ON THE LIST!! HOLY CRAP YOU GET WHERE I'M GOING WITH THE STORY!!! AND I SHOULDN'T HAVE SAID THAT!! He does need one of them, doesn't he XD This gives me an idea...about the Jayro, remember how the portray Jamie in the show? When I first saw him, I thought he was nine, that's how they make him act. I'm just assuming that he's kinda of immature. Aw, don't worry, we love you here Qindarka! Keep your mind fucked, man, I love it the way it is!
She-Wolf89: You are! Thank you! I did have a fun summer, happy b-day XD
childrenwithblades: XDDD You're the only one who caught that. I know, Evil!John is cool, ain't he? Hmmm...I think I answered this a while ago....yes....I'm tired...
JAy: Hey dude! I missed you! Thank you very much XDD I love that line. AND DIR EN GREY IS THE SEX!!! But I love Larku...and hide is MINE....and other stuff....and more stuff...I'm an so exhausted...
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Zee: ...I am so damn tired. It's only eleven and I'm fucking dead.
hide-chu: This is what you get for getting used to waking up for school.
Zee: Quiet you....will you carry me to bed again? (-chews on thumb-)
hide-chu: ...I'm am way to nice to you. (-real hide again, picks up Zee who begins playing with his hair, giggling manically. He sighs-) Review please. And you should be in bed too!