Well, here's chapter six of Just a Bowl of Fruit and I've ventured off the plot a bit.
Robert; you never had a plot to begin with!
I know, isn't that great?
I don't own beyblade or Limp Bizkit's 'Rollin'' so don't sue, I do own Izzy, Sirius and Fudge, their origins are mentioned but the full story is my fic 'He's Not A Baby' should anyone want to seek enlightenment about the animals.
Chapter 6- Hearts count, not wallets.
Spencer stepped in through the front door of the Hiwatari mansion, feelng like a right fool, he didn't even pay any attention to Sirius, Izzy or Fudge on his way through the living room.
Sirius was a black and white border collie, Max and Ray had bought him when they were sharing an apartment before they got with their significant others (Bryan and Mariam) and moved into Kai's place.
Izzy and Fudge were a strange pair, Izzy was a Siberian husky puppy with blue/grey fur and piercing blue eyes. Fudge was a kitten with no tail, a tortoise-shell cat of reds, browns and golds and green slitted eyes. Tyson and Kai had adopted them from the Animal Shelter as the pair had been deemed inseperable.
They all shared a glance before cantering after the tall blonde.
Spencer's POV.
I can't believe I did that! I took advantage of Robert and I would've gone further if I hadn't come to my senses!
He must think I'm scum for doing that. I do.
He's straight and I made a move on him, I really should have stayed in bed this morning.
And the others! I just left them there, oh jeez I haven't felt this crummy since the Abbey.
What if he tells the others about me being a nude model? Actually I don't care anymore. I can hear Tala's smart arse comments already.
I felt a pair of eyes staring at me I looked up from my hands to see Kai's cat sitting on the coffee table, Tyson and Max's dogs looking at me.
"Yes I know I've goofed up, I don't need a bunch of dumb animals to know that."
"What did they ever do to you?" asked a voice.
"Better still, what happened between you and Robert?"
Izzy, Sirius and Fudge went to greet Tala and Mariam who spoke and the others. I don't blame them. And I'm not in the mood to talk right now.
"Nothing." was my reply and I headed for the stairs. I need to brood for a while.
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At Robert's with Oliver.
Oliver walked slowly down towards Robert's room.
He had worked things out for himself, Robert's shifting moods had been enough.
"Robert?" he asked, tapping on the door.
"Go away!" came the grunted reply and a few dull thuds.
"Robert, you're not helping yourself by shutting yourself away."
"I -unh- don't care." he must've been hitting the punchbag he had installed after Johnny's last visit.
"Robert, will you open this god-damned door and tell me what's wrong or I'll phone Enrique so he and Johnny can force it out of you!" Now it was a rare occasion that Oliver lost his temper, even rarer that he cursed.
The thudding stopped and the door unlocked. Oliver stepped inside the lavishly decorated room. Robert had pulled on a t-shirt and had wrapped his hands before taking his frustration out on the punchbag.
"Robert?"
"I don't know quite what happened... but one minute he was hugging me and the next he was climbing off me and running like I had sprouted another head. I'm not that ugly am I? It's my nose isn't it?" Robert covered his nose.
"Robert, you're being really stupid. You're not ugly and your nose is fine." Oliver sighed, walking up and pulling the taller teen's hands from his nose. "Maybe Spencer got confused and didn't know what the best course of action was, so he ran."
"How do you know what happened?"
"The mark on your shoulder. The lovebite."
Robert groaned and slapped a hand to his forehead. "What am I gonna do Oli, I really like him and..." he gave a defeated growl and flopped back on his bed.
"I don't know Rob, I'm sure things will work out in the end."
"How do you put up with being away from Enrique for long periods of time?" Robert asked.
"If I tell you it might make you feel worse."
"Just tell me please."
"Well, when Enrique does come to see me, or I him, we make it all the more special. Love, like a river, will cut a new path whenever it meets an obstacle."
"Even if the Obstacle's a whopping great dam?"
"Even a whopping great dam." Oliver sighed. "If it helps, we won't go back to the college for a while."
"That reminds me, take it, bin it, burn it, let Johnny throw daggers at it, just get it out of my sight." Robert picked up a large roll of paper and threw it at the Frenchman. "I'll be down in a minute, I need a stiff drink."
Back at the Mansion, Mariam and Kai managed to drag Spencer back down and he told them what happened at the castle. Though Spencer would've preferred to stay and play his electric guitar, which Kai didn't give him the chance to put down.
"Sounds like you gave yourself a right scare Spen." sighed Kai, stroking Fudge in his arms.
"Did I ever, I don't know what I was thinking. I wish today never happened, better still I wish I never took that bloody job if I knew he was gonna show up."
"Job, Spencer what has being an Art Technician got to do with Robert?" asked Mariam, Izzy and Sirius sitting beside her on the floor.
"I suppose I should be honest... I've been a nude model the last two months."
"You mean to say Robert, Oliver and Bryan have seen you in the buff?" asked Kai, looking slightly surprised.
"Da, those three and about sixty other people." Spencer groaned rubbing his eyes.
"Are you in any financial trouble Spence? I could always loan you some money." offered Kai.
"Niet, I'm not having money troubles, and you've done more than enough for me Kai. Ah I might as well jack it in."
"Why?"
"The reason I took the job, besides the money was good was to save enough money so Robert would take notice of me. It's stupid now."
Kai sighed and shook his head.
"Spencer, Spencey Spenny Spen Spence. What are we gonna do with you?" he chuckled. "If money could buy love, Voltaire would've had plenty."
"If money was what counted, Max would've never have taken a second glance at me when I turned up in tatters."
"Just because you don't have a fancy title or coat of arms, you're not sitting on a multimillion fortune or throne, Robert should take notice of you for what's in your heart, not how much is in your wallet."
"Wow Kai, have you been reading Ray's fortune cookies or something?" asked Bryan as he and the others came walking into the room. Izzy promtly bowling over Tala and Sirius Ray.
"Actually, it's what Tyson said to me one time when I bought him an insanely expensive present. Well, not in so many words."
"He must've been reading one then. Izzy, down!" spluttered Tala, pushing the husky pup off him.
"I might act like daft at the best of times Tala but I'm not stupid." Tyson pouted, praising his dog. "Good boy Izzy, whosa good boy. Bowling Uncle Tala over."
"He's not a baby Tyson." Hilary rolled her eyes.
"I had that converstion with him, don't repeat." Kai chuckled. "Spen, you still gonna jack in the job?"
"Yeah, I don't want to take my kit off unless I really need to."
"I'll second that Spence." said Bryan.
"You mean to say you've seen him naked?" asked Ray in an accusing tone.
"That's what usually happens with nude models Ray." said Spencer.
"Sorry, I kinda over-reacted there."
"Well since we now know what Spenny's been getting up to, let's see your drawing Bry."
"Tala, you're an evil git." said Hilary.
"You love it, admit it." the redhead smirked.
"Come on Bry, I wanna see how much of a cartoon I look like." Spencer grinned, some life had come back into his honeydew green eyes.
"I'm insulted." Bryan undid the roll he had been carrying and pinged the elastic band at Ian for the sake of doing so.
"Yeow! Meanie!"
Bryan just unrolled the paper, a chalk sketch of Spencer from behind at an angle met everyone's gaze.
"Wow, that's really good." said Kenny.
"Robert's was brilliant, whoops, forbidden territory, sorry."
"Don't worry about it." Spencer picked up his guitar and held it like he was about to play.
"Have you actually learnt to play anything on that yet?" asked Tyson, knowing the big guy was teaching himself.
Spencer smirked and started playing a section from Limp Bizkit's 'Rollin'' Bryan and Tala couldn't resist and sang along.
'Move in now move out
Hands up now hands down
Back up back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breath in now breath out
Hands up now hands down
Back up back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (what)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (come on)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (yeah)'
"Wow I stand corrected." said Tyson.
"Hm, thought you might. I'm gonna go and practice another song I'm working on, you coming Mariam?"
"Not even wild bit-beasts will stop me." she grinned, pulling some drumsticks out of a drawer and the two disappeared upstairs.
"Spencer's birthday is gonna be a bit awkward since Robert said he was coming." said Max once they could hear Mariam drumming.
"Well if need be, we'll have to shove them into a cupboard. It worked with Tala and Hilary." grinned Tyson, inching behind Kai at the murderous looks he was getting from the aforementioned pair. Fudge got up from Kai's arms and jumped onto Tyson's shoulder, a place she often perched when everyone was standing.
"We leave Spencer to figure it out his own way. We only shoved Tal and Hil in there because they were being so stubborn." said Ray. Hilary advanced towards him and he jumped into Bryan's arms, bridal style. Bryan rose a platinum brow at him? "My hero?"
Sirius gave a whine from the floor and covered his eyes with a paw, Izzy resting one of his on the collie's shoulder.
Kai looked at the cat and she looked like she rolled her eyes.
"I know how you feel Fudge." he sighed. "Right, I still have invites to write. Is inviting Daichi a good idea?"
"He'll only gatecrash again if you don't." said Kenny.
"Remind me to store all the breakables until after the party." he said to Tala.
"I don't think they do storage big enough for the house."
Robert sipped his glass, if Enrique was good at anything other than blading, it was picking out a fine Italian wine.
He put Spencer's odd behavior earlier down to confusion, but at the same time he couldn't help feeling somewhat hurt that Spencer left him hanging.
If love could increase over the space of a few hours, that what Robert was feeling. looking on his desk. He picked up a card in Kai's handwriting, the invite to Spencer's birthday party in two weeks.
He had RSVP'd the minute he recieved it and checked his diary was free, then again his diary was always free nowadays.
He sighed, he said he would go and by the rules he had drilled into his head, he couldn't back out now, no matter how awkward the situation was.
"Spencer if you know how much I bloody loved you dammit!" he rested his head on the desk and hit it a few times.
"The desk never did anything to you. Leave it alone." said a familiar voice.
"Go away Enrique." Robert grumbled from the wood. Then it occured to him. "Enrique! When did you get here?"
"About two hours after Oliver phoned me, I was going to come next week before Spencer's party but he sounded worried about you so I came right over in the jet. So, trouble in the world of Amore?"
"Yep. I want to know how Spencer feels, because today left me confused."
"Oli filled me in, we'll do our best to help."
"Dankeshen Enrique." Robert perked up for the first time that afternoon.
"Bitteshen Robert."
"Your German accent still sucks."
"No more than your Italian." the blonde laughed. "Well, are you going to pour me some of that wine or am I going to do the 'uncouth' thing and drink from the bottle?"
"Get a glass, if you drink from the bottle you'll be drunk within twenty minutes."
"You give him twenty? I'd give him five, him to Italian wine is like the wind to a scot's kilt."
"Thank you Johnny for that lovely analogy." drawled Robert.
"So, what are you getting Spencer for his birthday?" asked Enrique as Oliver walked in with some chocolate brownies on a tray.
"I haven't got a clue. I want it to be special, something to say, I love you without being obvious. But I don't want it to be expensive because I don't want him to think I'm bragging about my finances."
There was a thoughtul silence.
"May I make a suggestion sir?"
Everyone gave a start when Gustav appeared at the door.
"Go for it."
"For a gift that comes from the heart and not the bank, sir, I recommend a personally crafted gift." the butler replied with a small bow.
'But what can I make for such a handsome angel? Wait... that's it!'
"What's it? Dammit Robert I hate it when you suddenly exclaim half your thoughts out loud." asked Enrique.
"Never you mind. Where's the nearest art supplies store?" asked Robert, his eyes gleaming.
"In town sir." said Gustav. "Shall I inform Ferguson that you'll be needing the limo tomorrow morning?"
"No, I'll be taking the jeep, thank you Gustav you are a genius!" Robert grinned hopping up kissing the butler on the cheek and leaving the room.
The remaining majestics looked on as if their host had gone crazy, especially when they heard him exclaim 'Spencer you'll love me yet!' down the hall.
"Did he just kiss the butler?" said Johnny.
"He's been acting rather unusual for a while master Johnny." said Gustav, taking a hankerchief and dabbing his cheek as a butler would.
"That's love for you." sighed Oliver. "And don't you dare start singing that Dean Martin Song Enrique."
"Oh, meanie." the italian pouted.
Whoo! It seems I've had a burst of creative energy with this fic lol. Please review!
