After a few weeks of John continually ditching him for Mary, Sherlock just didn't brother asking anymore. He liked Mary so He was willing to leave it slide.
Sherlock's mind shifted to Raven. They had quite a lot in common. Their intelligence evenly matched. Yes, they had their arguments, invaded each other personal space mentally and physically. They also had their differences.
Raven was kinder, more mannered until a friend was in Jeopardy. He acted shy during certain encounters.
As Sherlock's mind focused on his new acquired acquaintance, friend? John approached him.
"Hey, Sherlock the guys and I are going to hang out tonight. I know we had plans." John seemed hesitant.
Sherlock inhaled and exhaled . "Busy, I'm going to be busy John."
John looked relieved. "I'll make it up to you."
"I think," Sherlock glanced up at John. "I am going to be busy, for a while do not bother."
John's face began to scrunch up. It went rosy red. He lifted a finger. "You better not be doing something stupid Sherlock Holmes," John screamed.
Sherlock gave John an exasperated look. "My stupidity is of no concern to you right now. I'm busy," he hissed.
"You can't blame me, for wanting to ditch you. You take up to much time..."
As John was begining his lecture Raven came into view.
Sherlock tilted his head and studied Raven.
.
Raven had a bloody lip and a swollen nose. A black eye was starting to develop. He was also limping.
Sherlock pushed John out of his way.
John felt his feet leave the ground. He gasped and his tongue lulled out. A loud thud echoed and he grimaced on impact.
Sherlock was already near Raven. His heart pounding. "Who," He uttered darkly.
Raven Pushed gently at Sherlock's chest "It is fine, I'm fine," Raven mumbled solemnly.
Sherlock reached for Raven's wrist and began gently dragging him.
John scrambled up in time to see Sherlock grabbing the other boy's wrist and dragging him.
They strode past John.
John's anger faded slowly into confusion. "Sherlock who is this?"
"My busy,"Sherlock spat out giving John a defiant look.
John's jaw drop and he watched them leave.
Mycroft appeared and slowly walked over to John. "Ahh, I see you met Sherlock's busy."
John turned his confusion over to the newly appeared Mycroft.
He twitched. "Sherlock's busy? Are they?" John gave Mycroft a scrupulous look.
Mycroft shrugged, "Perhaps your absence is to blame for your lack of information."
John looked to the ground wide eyed. He then silently walked away.
Mycroft gave a quick rage filled look to the back of John's head. Mycroft's thoughts switched to the way John has been treating Sherlock. No one in their right mind, who is close to them would ever dare. John knew Mycroft was over protective. Even if it took years he was slowly going to pick apart John Watson. He knew Sherlock would be angry. But now that he has his busy. Maybe that would soften the blow.
Mycroft's eyes momentarily held a softness.
Raven and Sherlock were in the Nurses office. No one was around. The room was decorated in bright white and yellow hues all the way down to the floor. It was unlike the seemingly majestic appearance of the school. The nurses have office had a rather cheap comfortable feel to it.
Raven was sitting on the edge of a bed that had a white blanket on it.
Sherlock was doctoring up Raven. His hand moved as he studied.
Raven grabbed Sherlock's hand. He bit his lip. "Sherlock what do.."
"Do not do that you are going to make it worse." He broke free grabbing Raven's jaw.
Raven's one good eye narrowed. He squinted hard at Sherlock. It is my body. I am trying to ask you a question,"Raven huffed.
Sherlock leaned down, hovering his face over Raven's. "Who said it was just your body."
Raven's eyebrows went up. "It is obviously mine. unless you know something I do not."
Sherlock lifted Raven's jaw and placed a kiss managing to get his tongue inside Raven's mouth.
Raven short circuited. He blinked unsure of how to respond. It was sudden. He did not mind though.
Sherlock noticed and stoped. "I read wrong," he rasped and turned to leave.
Raven's eyes went wide and he reacted quickly. He stood, reached, and grabbed Sherlock's tie. "Thank you for wearing a tie today." He brought their lips together. After the kiss. Raven blushed. "You did not read wrong I just was not expecting it."
Sherlock fell into Raven and they crashed onto the bed.
