I think rain just adds a romantic aspect to this story, so it's going to rain a lot. Kisses Gay Boy in the rain.
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Monday came rather quickly for Dorian, before he knew it he was sitting by the window daydreaming as he watched the rain.
"What are you dreaming about?" Dominic whispered in Dorians' ear making the teen jump. "Welcome back to reality where the blood flows and the steel's sharp," he smirked. "Now, I'm going to reenter the room once again and you will pay attention."
This time when Dominic flew into the room Dorian paid attention and blushed slightly.
"Good job. Now jumping back to the late 15th century to Shakespeare," Dominic began and started on another lecture about Shakespeare. "Want to listen to some music?" He asked and class all nodded in agreement. "Dorian go into my office and grab the CD with 1812 listed on it."
Dorian got up and walked into the office, blushing when he saw the couch. He quickly walked over to Dominics' CD's and grabbed 1812.
"Now this is the 1812 overture," Dominic said and began to play the music. As he talked the infamous pencil was conduct the music, singing along with the choir. When the cannons started going off the second time he threw things around the room, "accidentally" nailing Veronica in between the eyes with a pen when she flashed him her underwear. "I love that composition. Now back to what I was saying about Shakespeare."
"Are you like in love with that like dead guy? He's like all you ever like talk about," Jenny asked flipping her blond hair.
"I'm like not in like love with like a dead like guy like Jenny with like the bad like fashion like sense," Dominic mocked making the class laugh. "I'm not like a like nerco-like-philica," he finished in a high preppy girly voice. (A/N: But I would walk 500 miles and I would walk 500 more, just to be the man to walk 1,000 miles just for the likes of you. I don't think I got those lyrics right).
Dominic spent the rest of class mimicking Jennys' voice. When the bell rang he let out a high girly shriek and limply threw his pencil at the bell, missing it. The writing utensil clatter onto Dorians' desk and the teen slipped it between his lips.
"Like get out of here you like blood-sucking like leeches, don't like come back like soon!" Dominic yelled in the girly voice making the students laugh as they left.
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"Like oh my god like Dorian, you're like sucking on my like pencil like again. I think like that sounded like really like wrong in this like high like voice. It makes like me sound like I'm like a like transvestite or like Michael like Jackson."
"Okay, stop that," Dorian said, getting really creeped out by that. "It's creepy."
"Oh you like know you like like it," Dominic purred in that high voice and Dorian threw the pencil at him. "Okay, I'll stop."
"I need to talk to you."
"About?"
"What happened Friday night."
"Oh shit, I'm sorry, please don't report me. I'll touch you again, I won't even say your name, just don't report me."
"No, it's nothing like. I-I just want to know what it m-meant t-to you," Dorian said quietly with a slight blush.
"Oh. Not to scare you or anything, but you're a good kid, and I like you…a lot," Dominic replied just as quietly.
"Really?"
"Yes really. Before you slip into unconsciousness I'd like to have another kiss, another flashing chance at bliss. Another kiss. Another kiss. The days are bright and filled with pain. And close me in your gentle rain," Dominic sang softly. (A/N: Those are lyrics from 'The Crystal Ship' just send me and e-mail at Alexander.Hunter yahoo. com and I'll send you the song from there).
"I really like you too," Dorian whispered with a small smile and another blush. He avoided Dominics' gaze until the man placer two fingers under his chin and lift up so their gazes met.
"Want to walk to the park and dance in the rain?" (A/N: So romantic, no one does that for me…probably never will sniff).
"I-I would like that."
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Dominic splashed in the puddles like a small child as they walked to the park making Dorian laugh. He leapt up onto the sidewalk and grabbed the teens' hand, twirling him around a few time.
"The park," Dominic announced and grabbed Dorians' hand again as they walked through the gates.
It was pouring rain and beautiful. Raindrops clung to Dominics' hair and eyelashes. 'He looks beautiful,' Dorian thought as the streetlights reflected off the water droplets giving the man a golden glow.
"You look like an angel," Dominic whispered and toyed with a lock of Dorians' platinum hair that was bathed in golden light.
"You look like a fallen angel," Dorian sighed and held Dominics' hand.
Dominic smiled softly and kissed his young lover. He ran into the middle of the grassy area surrounded by trees. "Dance with me!" he laughed.
Dorian ran over to him and was given the girls position in the dance with his arms around Dominics' neck, his head resting against the mans' chest as they danced to their own music.
It was perfect until Dorians' cellphone rang with his emergency ring. "I have to answer that," he said and Dominic nodded, pulling away enough so the teen could grab his cellphone. "Hello?"
"Dorian, we're at the hospital," Vlad said.
"Is Dad okay?" Dorian asked frantically.
"He's fine, so am I. It's Jeremy, he got into an accident."
"Is he okay?"
"They don't think he'll make it through the night."
The world went still as a cold feeling filled Dorian. Jeremy was his first, best, and only friend. "W-which h-hospital?" Dorian managed to choke out.
Vlad gave him the name and hung up. The way Vlad dealed with his emotions was to pretend he didn't have any.
"Could you take me to St. Juilets' hospital?"
"Of course baby doll," Dominic said.
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They walked back to the school in silence; the only sound was rain splashing on the sidewalk and a soft whimper from Dorian every now and again. (A/N: Oh fuck, chocolate, soft rock ballads, and an emotion scene, I'm going to cry).
Dominic held Dorians' hand all the way to the hospital. "I can go home if you want," he said softly when he parked the car.
"P-please don't," Dorian sniffed and held Dominics' hand tighter. He looked so small and innocent sitting there.
"You have to let go of my hand for a moment so I can get out of the car baby doll, but then you can hold my hand, I'll even chop it off if you want," Dominic said making Dorian give a watery laugh. He slipped out of the car and opened Dorians' door where his hand was immediately seized again.
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"Only family is allowed in," a nurse said when Dorian asked what room Jeremy was in.
"I am Dorian Masters, son of Vlad Masters. If you do not tell me where Jeremy is I will make sure that you never work in this state again!" Dorian yelled, he was not in the mood for this.
The now startled nurse immediately led them to Jeremys' room where Vlad and Danny were waiting outside.
Dorian was still attached to Dominics' hand and he didn't care. "C-can I see him?" He asked the doctor who was talking to Vlad and Danny.
"He's been waiting for you," Dr. Richard Whit said and opened the door for Dorian who dragged Dominic in with him.
"Hey kiddo," Jeremy said weakly when the door closed. He was laying on the white hospital bed hooked up to machines.
"Hi Jeremy," Dorian smiled slightly at his nickname but the tears came all the same.
"Let's cut to the chase. I'm going to die, you know it and I know it. So no crying over me right now okay, you've got the rest of your life for that, I don't. Got it kiddo?"
Dorian sniffed but nodded all the same.
"So this is him?" Jeremy asked looking at Dominic.
"Yeah, that's him. Dominic Black, my teacher."
"Nice to meet you before I kick it Dominic, kiddo spilled a lot about you over coffee. Hurt him and I promise to come back from where ever the hell I am and kill you, then drag you back from where ever you end up and kill you again."
"I'll keep that in mind," Dominic nodded and squeezed Dorians' hand lightly.
"You better. Come on over here kiddo," Jeremy said and brushed the tears off Dorians' cheek with his thumb. "What did I say about crying? It's my time kiddo, it was bound to come, though I didn't anticipate it this soon. Now, as my last dying wish, you have to have a happy life, if you love someone tell them okay? I've gone through a lot of my life regretting things I didn't do, I don't want that to happed to you."
"Okay."
"Good, now I'm kind of tired," Jeremy laid down and closed his eyes. "Kiddo, before I go, I want you to know that I love you, very much. Not like how you Father loves your Dad, but how they love you."
"I-I love you too Jeremy. You're my first, best, and only friend. I hope you have a good after life," Dorian said softly and with his other hand, he held Jeremys hand.
"I hope I do too kiddo. Be good and tell them not to try and bring me back, if I die I die end of story, and not letting your Father poke at my corpse either.."
After that Jeremy went silent. Dorian felt him die even before the machines did. It was like the soft kiss of a cool breeze. (A/N: Starts handing out tissues to crying fangirls and boys It's so sad).
The rest was a blur. The nurses and doctor started push Dorian and Dominic out of the room.
"H-he said n-not to t-try," Dorian stuttered when Dr. Richard started to do CPR.
"Is that true?" Dr. Richard asked Dominic who nodded. He looked at his watch. "Time of death eighteen hundred hours," he sighed and ushered Dorian and Dominic out of the room.
"He's gone," Dorian said to his parents and the tears came. His Dad, who was crying, swept him into a hug and Vlad held them both even though he wasn't allowing himself to cry over one of his few friends.
Dominic just stood off to the side feeling uncomfortable. He left Dorian and his parents standing in the hallway hugging.
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"Are you Dorian Masters?" A nurse asked Dorian when he had separated from his parents. Dorian just nodded and was handed a piece of paper. "A man told me to give you this."
I'm sorry for not staying baby doll, but you looked like you needed to be with your family. Here's my phone number, call if you want. I won't hold it against you if you don't. Stay home from school for a few days okay? What that really means is if you show up for class I'm will drive you home without a second thought, but if you need to, show up for a shoulder to cry on, just as long as you aren't there to learn.
Dominic
On the back of the paper was a phone number, Dorian smiled at his new nickname, and laughed at the threat knowing Dominic would drop everything to take him home or let him cry on his shoulder.
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"You need to eat something Dorian," Vlad said when Dorian said he wasn't hungry as they drove home. "I'm upset too, but starving yourself isn't going to help. What do you want for dinner?"
"Chicken noodle soup," Danny said quietly. "My Mom used to make it when I was little kid and upset, it always made me feel better," he whispered and leaned into Vlad who wrapped an arm around him as he drove.
"That sounds perfect love. What do you think Dorian?"
"It sounds great," Dorian said truthfully. Chicken noodle soup sounded like it would really help him right now, even though it was one of Jeremys' favorites. "I-I'm in l-love with Dominic I mean Mr. Black," he admitted.
"We know, they way you had a death grip on his hand when you walked into the hospital was a dead give away. We've known that you had sex with someone since Friday," Danny said. "But thank you for telling us the truth."
"I'm going to call him when we get home."
"Okay, you can eat in your room tonight if you want," Vlad said and pulled into the garage.
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The chicken noodle soup did make him feel a little better, but what he wanted right now was Dominic. He wanted to be held and told it was going to okay.
He dialed the phone number on the back of the note and a man who wasn't Dominic answered the phone.
"Is Dominic there?"
"No, may I ask who's calling?"
"Dorian."
"So you're Dorian. He's been guarding the phone like a lioness with a steak. Dommy is out buying chocolate right now, so I'm going to talk to you until he gets back."
"Oh, okay."
"Don't get the wrong idea because a strange man is answering his phone. I'm his half brother, Recitalist Harlequin, our Mother had a weird sense of humor, and I think she was on crack when she named me. I'm just crashing here while my shows in town. I know, it's a pun, a guy named Recitalist in show business; life has a cruel sense of humor. You know what, I'm going to give Dommy two tickets for my show so he can take you. You're probably wondering if I ever shut up, and the answer is no."
Dorian couldn't help but laugh; Recitalist was a lot like Dominic who could talk for hours on one thing.
"Anyway, I'm leaving this week and you should come over sometime before I leave. I want to meet the person who melted the ice around my little brothers' heart. He really likes you, you know. I think he's in love with you, I never imagined that he could fall in love with anyone; he's always so weird and spontaneous. Do you love my brother? I think you do, I wonder how though. He's just so weird like I said, wouldn't you get tired of his antics? I mean he's mature one minute and acting like he's seven the next, not to mention he's a teacher. So he's your teacher isn't he? He's only twenty-five, only a ten year difference between you too so it's not like he's a pederast or anything. Hey look, there he is. Hey Dommy, Dorians' on the phone, I've just been chatting with him. I told him that you're going to take him to see my show. You are aren't you?"
There was a rustling sound on the other line followed by a loud thud and Dominics' voice.
"Dorian?"
"Hi Dominic," Dorian said, it felt good to hear Dominics' voice.
"So my brother didn't talk you into a comma. How have you been?"
"He sounded sort of sad when I was talking to him so I don't think he's doing very good. You should tell him you love him, that always makes me happy."
"Ree shut up and leave the room. I'm trying to comfort my lover," Dominic said and Dorian blushed at the term lover.
"Fine, if you want me gone I am gone. Poof, not here anymore, I am gone. I am silent, quiet as a mouse. Quiet enough to make a mime jealous."
"If you're gone and so quiet why can I still see and here you?"
"Because I haven't left the room yet, duh."
"Get out before I hurt you."
"I am your older brother you can't hurt me…but I'll leave since I don't want to hear you gushing."
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This made me cry. I'm such a bad person for killing Jeremy. Tell me what you think. Is it sad? Did it make you cry? It made me cry...a lot.