Yay for update. To be honest I kinda thought of spliting this into two chapters instead of one...Anyway, this one is longer and I do hate making long chapters...It's like the longer the chapter the less creative I become with words. I must thank my good friend 'Moonfoxgazer' for being much support for me...he/she is motivating me to continue on quickly with this story. And loving it 3
Plz Read: Just so you all know, I tried to do a thing with perspectives in this chapter. Just so ur not getting confused with it. Probably be the first and last time I do this...so sorry.
Ezio was surprised, to say the least. Sef turned out to be a very pleasant young man. They seemed to get along quite well in their first class, merely chatting about unimportant things, (vampire related) in their classroom, only to get scolded by their art teacher. Which Ezio didn't mind, he liked it when Mr. Da Vinci talked to him….he really looked cute when he was angry. Ezio also had his second class with Sef, giving them more time to chat with each other. Though, it was difficult for the two, every time they try to whisper something to the other, they would get a warning glare from the teacher, and they would get in trouble if they spoke one more time. After class, Ezio was relieved that he was free from that classroom. But he only felt disappointed that he will be returning to that classroom again, and the rest of the semester. Though, it wasn't all that bad; at least he will get to see Mr. Da Vinci more….hopefully. Ezio walked with Sef down a hallway very slowly, discussing of their next class. He found out that Sef had the same lunch period as him, but sadly he says he doesn't go out for lunch. "Hey Sef, how would you like to join me for lunch?" Ezio gave a friendly smile to him. Sef's face was tinted with a small blush, not expecting him to ask something like that.
"I…um…" He suddenly frowned, looking away from the Italian.
Ezio made the same expression, his being slightly confused. "Is…something wrong? It is fine if you don't want to-"
"No!" Sef half shouted, trying not to make it sound like he was rejecting the offer. "It's….just that I….nobody had ever asked me to hang out with them before." He said, hands in his pockets, his blush spreading across his face.
Ezio raised a brow, "That's funny. During class, you said that you had many friends." He stated.
"I do….I just…I meant I don't have any friends in this school." He stated, giving a small smile. "The only person I would consider a friend in school would be my older brother…..we don't have classes together, but we do have the same lunch." Sef stared down at his worn out white sneakers, his smile faltering. During two years in high school, Sef and Darim have been to themselves, never wanting to have any company from mortals. Few times in their lunch period, Darim would scare off anyone that came up to him or his brother. It isn't fair for Sef when he wants to be friendly; Darim is always nearby to screw it up for him. It's not that he likes to hurt his brother's feelings; it's just that he wants to make it clear to him that vampires and humans don't mix. It's kind of the same way with their father.
The Italian stared at the younger man with an incredulous look. In a way it does make sense; he is a vampire just like Ezio and the others. You pretty much have to avoid anyone that wasn't a bloodsucker, regardless if you wanted to have friends. "Well….that is about to change." Ezio said, resting a hand on the younger one's shoulder. "You will be hanging out with me and my friends for now on."
Sef looked at him, a brightened expression and a huge grin on his face. "Really?...that is….I…this is great!" he said happily, "Uh…I mean, it is quite rare for me to have anyone as a friend..." he said, looking down shyly again.
"Well, that is no longer a problem….besides; it would be nice for us to make a new ally in this school." Ezio continued to grin at him. "And perhaps your brother would join us for lunch too."
Sef quickly frowned as he was reminded about that, staring blankly at the Italian. "Um…I-I don't think he would like that….he is….he's not very friendly with anyone, especially if you were a vampire. He treats everyone as an enemy. And like I said before, the only person he doesn't mind having around is me."
Ezio snorted, "You would think that living over hundreds of years, he would have learned some people skills already."
Sef nodded his head in agreement, "Yes well….he is quite difficult, and I even tried to enlighten him about that at times…..but he is only like that because he gets it from our father."
Ezio lifted an eyebrow, "He must be the easily influenced type then…" Sef just shrugged, only nodding his head slightly. The Italian quickly remembered a thought from earlier. He knows it would be wrong to accuse Sef of being related to De Sable, who is their main threat in this city, but he really is curious. This would be the best opportunity to ask then. "Hey Sef, may I ask you something?"
"Sef!" a voice was heard behind Ezio. The Italian turned to look at a hooded man, leaning casually against the wall. Even though he had his face hidden behind his hood, Ezio could tell that he was glaring right at him. "Let's go." He said his voice calm, yet stern.
"A-alright, brother" he walked slowly passed Ezio, biting his lower lip. "I'll see you later, Ezio"
Ezio wanted to say something but couldn't, he just stood there watching Sef get tugged by the arm, both of them going around the corner of the hallway. When both of them were out of sight, Ezio suddenly felt a light smack on the back of his head. "Hey!" he tried to adjust his hood, looking up to see Altair now standing in front of him, with Lucy standing beside him. "Altair?...why did you do that?"
"Because, you're just standing there, idiot." He said simply, his lips curving into a playful smile.
"You're an idiot." Lucy snarls, her hands on her hips.
"And you're a bitch." Altair added.
Ezio started to laugh, quickly silencing himself to avoid getting a glare from Lucy. "So….where were you guys heading to?"
"We were going to the cafeteria. You'll be joining us right?" Lucy smiled.
"uh….yeah. I was just hoping that you would lead the way." He said, deciding to completely forget about the brothers. But he is sure to talk with his friends about them later.
"Sure, follow me boys." She led the way, the other two tailing behind her.
They later found the cafeteria, fortunate to find Desmond there already eating his lunch at an empty small table. Lucy had them waiting in a line to grab their food, which Altair found quite irritable that he has to watch other people take their time to be picky in what they want. Altair really wasn't the patient type. They finally got their food trays, sitting at the reserved table that Desmond was. Desmond was silent, watching Altair and Ezio just stare at their food, as if it was moving or something. "What's wrong? Aren't you guys going to eat?"
Ezio began to pick at his food with his plastic fork, wondering if this chicken was supposed to be green. "I don't think I want to." He mumbled.
"Come on you guys. You need to eat." Lucy said, pushing their trays closer to them.
Altair pushed his tray away, "You actually expect us to eat this….this….garbage!" He said, showing much disgust. "Is this what humans eat in this modern world?"
"Only in school" Desmond stated, "I wonder how he would react to airplane food?"
Altair blinked dumbly at him, "Air-what?"
"Never mind…"
Lucy rolled her eyes, "Just trust us….this is at least something for you to chow down on, and you wouldn't want to regret it later when you are starving….Altair." She glared at him sternly. Since what had happened earlier, she had every right to glare.
Ezio decided to bring up an abrupt question, "Hey, Altair….I've been meaning to ask you something."
"What?" Altair looked down at his so-called lunch.
"What exactly did you mean last night? About the whole sunlight thing?" Altair looked up at him, only giving a cold stare. "You said that even though you are immune to sunlight, you still feel pain. What was that supposed to mean?"
Altair notice that Lucy and Desmond were staring at him too. They were just as curious as well. He looked back at Ezio, "Nothing, it's just….it's hard to explain. I know I hadn't gotten into the details before, but….it didn't seem important at the moment."
"It is important to us, Altair. Remember that you will be sharing your blood with us eventually." Lucy cut in, narrowing her gaze at him.
"Yes, I know." Altair snapped, making the same facial expression, "And I already told you that being exposed to sunlight still burns me."
"How?" Desmond asked, sounding a bit skeptical.
"Like I said, it is hard to explain…..I have spent all my life trying to understand, but it never became clear to me. It is just similar to everyone else when they become exposed to light, it just hurts…it hurts a lot. It feels as though my skin is catching on fire, almost like I am burning physically in the light. But….I have learned to get used to it over time." He clutched his sleeved arms tightly, looking up at the blonde, "Are you sure you really want this?"
He could practically here Lucy gulping, looking more pale, and stiff looking. She looked down at her own food, finally digging her fork into it, "O-of course this is what we all want."
Altair cocked his head to the side, realizing how frightened she actually is about this, maybe because she is a fledgling and doesn't understand the pain vampires go through yet. Is she that afraid? It makes him wonder if William would want to live like this for the rest of eternity, and learn to deal with this kind of pain during the day…if only he knew….if they succeed to manipulate his blood that is.
"Now, I would like to ask you something?"
Lucy sighed deeply, "Well….what?"
"You guys seemed to have known how to find my resting place…..how were you able to find me?"
"Well, William had given Lucy the objective to locate your tomb in a cemetery he found many years ago, and she did." Desmond explained. "So, she had to move to this city, just to keep you under surveillance…..and wait a year before waking you up."
"Whoa, whoa, wait…..you waited an entire year just to awaken me." Altair raised a brow at the blonde, who had her hand up to her mouth to hide her obvious giggling.
"I needed to wait until Bill gave me confirmation to do so…..and when he did, I asked the boys go and dig you up." She chuckles, taking a sip from her bottle of water.
Altair furrowed his brows, "And another thing….you and William know that it is risky for me to be surrounded by other people, yet you brought me here? Mind explaining."
Lucy smiled, "Well….we trust you enough to walk among these mortals, like you wish to do so freely, remember?...what happened during your first class was just luck. We know that you are fully capable of controlling yourself."
"Yes, but why bring me here? Robert De Sable is somewhere out in this city, and you waste my time bringing me to this school?" Altair looked at her confused.
"It was best to just start you off here." Lucy said simply.
Altair scowled at her, wanting to make a remark when he felt a hand on his shoulder, making him jump. He looked up at a man, dark skin, short curly black hair, small beard around his jaw, small piercings on his left eyebrow; he was also wearing a grey hoodie, with baggy pants below the waist, small chains sticking out from the pockets, and his shoes had a goofy color and didn't match with his attire. This man had a serious look in his brown eyes, which made Altair stand up from his seat, his eyes suddenly turning red once again. He could hear Lucy's voice call out to him, but he only ignores her completely. Then this stranger was holding his hands up defensively, showing a huge grin on his face. "Whoa, hold on buddy. I'm not here to cause any trouble." Altair blinked a few times, noticing to other extending his hand to him, "Hello, it is nice to meet you. My name is Abbas." Altair felt annoyed at this guy's presence. He knows that this man is a vampire, his scent can easily give him away, and just listening to the sound of his voice, he doesn't sound very civil, yet he is being friendly to him? Still, he isn't going to drop his guard for a second. "Come on, relax. We are all friends here, aren't we?" Abbas gave a short pat on the other's shoulder only to get his hand swatted away. "What is wrong?" he asked, smirking like the devil.
"Altair, stop!" Lucy nearly shouted.
Altair turned around to look at the blonde, "Why?...he is an enemy."
"He is just a student." She stated.
"He is a vampire, Lucy." Altair countered, turning his attention back at the stranger.
This only amused Abbas even further, "Ah yes, indeed I am….but I am aware about you being one as well. You and your fledglings." He gave a low chuckle.
"Hey, I am not a fledgling." Ezio stated across the table, but Abbas only ignored him.
Abbas snorted, his eyes darting around the table, getting a good look of the group. Two other students came up from behind Abbas, most likely friends of his. Both wearing clothing similar to Abbas'; they both had a sly smile on their lips. "So what….you know what we are, and we know what you are. This doesn't mean we have to hate each other. We are all the same, but with different motives." He motioned for his friends to occupy the empty seats, ones closest to Desmond and one where Ezio is. Altair's glare softened, sitting down slowly into his seat; Abbas taking the seat across from him. "You and your friends are new to this school, correct?"
"And what if we are?" Altair growled, arms crossed, still keeping his glare on the newcomer.
"Come on now….I have said before that I am not here to cause you any trouble." He said with a wide grin, one Altair certainly did not trust. "Instead, I am here to help you out. Since you are new to this school, this would be a nice opportunity for all of us to get acquainted. And I believe you and your friends will need us to give you some guidance. You will need it when you come across others lurking around here."
"Come on, Malik. Are you going to tell me about your other vision or not?" Shaun continued to bother him with what seemed like the 8th time he asked that question when they were pacing through the hallway, growing more impatient with the darker man's silence.
"Not yet" Malik gave an annoyed sigh, "I will tell you over lunch, now hurry up." He began to walk faster, leaving his close friend behind.
"Malik, wait up will ya!" The Brit started to jog after him, following him to the cafeteria. They had reached the cafeteria, quickly getting in line, grabbing their food trays and finding an empty table to sit at. "This cafeteria food is god awful….I mean really, who would want to eat this shit anyways." Malik started to chuckle at his friend complaining since they entered the line to get their lunch. "Now….would you mind telling me what's up." He demanded, resting his arms on the table.
Malik didn't look at him. He felt too upset to even speak, remembering what he saw just a while ago, right when Shaun went back into his class; those horrific images that were flashing through his eyes. He certainly didn't know what to make of it this time; he just knows that there is a possibility it could happen….but why was it happening? He could say that it was just as weird as the vampire vision he had during his first class. "My visions are showing me…..images of people getting crucified." He said quietly, still not looking up at the Brit.
"Odd….first vampires, and now crucifixes?" Shaun raised a brow at him, twirling his fork into his plate of dry spaghetti. "This is slowly turning into some kind of horror movie, isn't it?" He takes a bite from his fork, waiting for Malik to respond to him but he only stayed silent. "Look Malik….this is….probably nothing. Maybe what you're seeing today is just…..well, how do I put this….a total mind fuck."
Malik narrowed his gaze at the Brit. "What are you talking about?...Shaun this is the first time I ever see something like this in my visions besides mishaps or disasters. You would just assume that this means nothing!" He raised his voice, making the British man sit up straight.
"Malik, you know you are worrying over nothing. Vampires aren't real, and no one will be crucified, because that would be illegal and immoral." He stated, the tone of his voice was serious. He realizes that he is just contradicting his words. Except for the crucifix part, he knows that vampires are real. He knows that they could possibly be surrounded by vampires pretending to be students right now. The only thing was, he really couldn't tell the difference. It turns out vampires aren't as pale as he had thought. He only assumed so because he knew that Lucy was one….speaking of which, she usually comes around to sit with them every time they decide to have lunch together. Where was she?
Malik felt a sudden impact hitting the back of his head. He winced, his right hand reaching up to massage his head, looking down at what landed in front of him on his food tray was an empty plastic water bottle. He spun his head around seeing a group of tough looking students snickering quietly, but they were making themselves obvious, trying to impress some pretty women at their table. One of them must have been a football player, judging by the distance from their table to his; that was a pretty good shot. Malik scowled, "dumb jocks."
Shaun glared at the group, "Bloody assholes…..I think I should teach them a lesson." He almost got out of his seat, but the darker man just grabbed his wrist, stopping the man.
"No. Shaun, you can't keep protecting me like this, it will only make matters worse, trust me. Besides, I can take care of myself." Malik said calmly.
"Well, somebody has to, Mal. Geez, you might as well get yourself a body guard, if you're going to let people push you around and make you feel insecure!" He spat.
"I am not insecure!" Malik growled, furrowing his brows even further.
"With those scars on your wrist….I beg to differ." Shaun had a mocking smile plastered on his face. This only irritated the raven hair even more.
"Fuck off, Shaun." Malik grumbled, tugging on his sweatband around his left wrist.
Shaun opened his mouth to speak again, but heard a little commotion coming from his right. He looked over at a table, watching two men arguing about something and…..was that Lucy trying to cut in? There was something else Shaun took notice of. He quickly recognized a guy sitting with Lucy. It was that guy he almost got in a fight with in his classroom. Why was she hanging out with this guy? In fact, he has never seen Lucy hang with anyone but him and Malik during their lunch time. "Oh no…"
Malik stared confused at him, "What?"
Shaun slowly pointed in the direction he was looking at. Malik turned his head to where Shaun was looking. "That guy next to Lucy….is the one I fought with earlier."
"You mean….he is the one you have a crush on?" Malik raised a brow, smirking a little.
"Uh….no" Shaun said hesitantly, glaring at the darker man, "Why do you keep assuming that?"
Malik observed the group closely, now that they all are seated. He realized what Shaun said was true. He had recognized that guy before; he caught a glimpse of him and another guy with Lucy at her apartment. He also saw that Altair was there; he was just sitting there, looking unamused. Malik absently blushed at the sight of the other man, "He has this lunch period too…." Malik said to no one in particular, almost gritting his teeth. Then he completely froze when Altair was slowly looking in his direction. He glanced once, but turned his head fully, realizing that Malik was staring at him from another table. Malik's blush increased, cursing himself silently; he quickly looked away in attempt of not being notice….which was too late already.
Altair didn't like the idea of sharing a table with these strangers. He could only get used to hanging with Ezio, Desmond and Lucy, but these guys, he knew for sure they meant trouble. They are vampires; of course he doesn't like to be well acquainted with them so easily. Or anyone for that matter. He sighed, watching Abbas make some obscene joke, making his two friends laugh loudly. Altair propped his head up on one hand, looking across at Lucy. She seemed to be forcing a smile to them, as if trying hard not to look rude. She looked like she was just as uncomfortable as Altair was; who could blame them when a man like Abbas and his gang were hanging around with them. Altair decided to ignore their rambling, and divert his attention somewhere else. He looked over at his left, past a few tables away, quickly catching a glimpse of a familiar face. His head snapped in that direction, seeing those lovely eyes look back at him. Malik was sitting with some red haired guy, both looking at his table. Altair doesn't know if he should be relieved or find it unfortunate to see Malik here. Since what had happened in the first class. Malik obviously wasn't happy to see him here as well. He quickly turned away, almost as if he was trying not to be noticed, but failing terribly. Altair frowned at this, wondering why Malik is suddenly acting this way. He thought that they both were friends now. He realizes that it was best to just let it go; besides, Lucy will only bitch at him if he bothered Malik again. "Does something interest you?"
Altair was startled out of his thoughts, looking at Abbas grinning, looking in the same direction as him. He didn't even know how long he was staring at Malik, "N-no….I was just…bored." Altair came up with a simple reply.
Abbas started to smirk, "Really? It seemed like you were enjoying the view over there," He nods his head, gesturing at the table Altair was looking at. "It looks like you have your eyes set on someone….so, which one is it? The dorky red haired guy or the darker skinned weirdo?" Altair began to glare at the man, nearly clenching his teeth; not liking the words Abbas was describing Malik and his friend. "Which one makes your mouth water?" his voice was low and snake like.
Altair gave him a deadpanned look, "Neither….I was just looking." He really didn't like where this was going, and he certainly didn't like seeing that intent look in Abbas's eyes. Besides, it was none of his concern.
"What?...come on, I saw the look you were giving them. You want to have a taste from them, I just know it!" He chuckled. Altair decided to ignore him; he looked away, not wanting to meet those eyes that can trigger his anger. "I have to say, you have good taste. They both have a very divine scent…..I would like to sink my teeth into the tan one. I bet he is tasty-"
Altair pounded a fist onto the table, shaking it slightly, startling the others. "Just shut it already. I have no interest in snacking on anyone." He stated, his voice was deep and raspy. Abbas started to scrutinize his face, not at all pleased with his attitude.
"What is your problem?" Abbas asked.
"I am sorry to say, but we don't harm mortals." Lucy answered from the other side of the seat. "It is not our way."
"Really?" Abbas gave a playful grin, to the blonde. He glanced at Altair with a huge smirk on his face, "But I just wonder why you were staring at those students for." Altair was already getting a glare from Lucy, wondering what Abbas was meaning about that.
"There….good friends of mine." Altair said, feeling tensed under everyone's stare.
"They are? Well this is interesting…." He stood up from his seat, his comrades following suit.
"Where are you going?" Altair asked, standing up quickly.
Abbas turned around to face him, "Relax, Altair…..we are just going to have a talk with your friends. We'll be back." He began walking away before Altair could protest.
"Why are they leaving?" Lucy had a concerned look, still not aware of what was happening. Altair stayed quiet, feeling panic rise up in his thoughts of what would happen.
Malik felt uncomfortable, knowing that a man that he despises, has the same lunch period as him. It was unnerving to be here and it just pissed him off even further now that the other knows that he is here. But instead of Altair coming over to confront him, his creepy friends approached them, all of them with a vicious smile on their faces. Certainly he is familiar with Abbas and his crew. This man had a reputation for being a bully to others, but only to those he thinks of as a challenge to him. Malik already knows not to mess with this guy, because of the rumors he hears about other people getting the shit beat out of them for actually going up against him. It would be best not to speak to him unless spoken to. "Hello boys….a pleasure meeting you here." Abbas said, a sly smile gracing his lips. Malik really wanted to smack that look off his face.
"Hey.…Abbas? Is there a problem?" Malik asked, raising a curious brow at him.
"A problem?...no, no I wouldn't say there was a problem."
Shaun gave him a quizzical look, expecting him to say something else, but the man stayed silent for a minute. It was like the three of them were observing the two as if they were meat in a market. The Brit couldn't take the silence any longer, "If you want us to move from this table, we will move. Let's go Malik." He tried to stand up, but felt a strong hand grip his shoulder pushing him back down into his seat harshly. He grunted, looking up at the man that held him down, who took a seat next to him. Another guy occupied the seat next to Malik. The darker man was now beyond uncomfortable, clueless as to what these ruffians want.
"There is no need for that. I just thought that we would get to know you two better….I heard that you two are dear friends of Altair." Abbas gave a friendly smile, but Shaun wasn't buying the nice guy act.
"Who?...We don't know what you're talking about, mate," The Brit spat, "Can't you just bugger off and leave us alone." A sudden kick to his leg made him shut his mouth. He glared at Malik, only receiving the same expression.
"I apologize, Abbas, but…..we really don't know anything about Altair, except for the fact that he is new to this school." Malik said in a polite voice as possible. Shaun raised a brow at him, then turned his gaze back at Abbas. "I have barely met the guy…..So, technically….we're not friends."
"Ah, but Altair seems to think otherwise." Abbas sat on the edge of the table, looming over the raven hair. "It was quite obvious that he likes you….yet, you say that you're not in any way friends with him? That brings me back to wondering, why he was staring at you before." Malik suddenly felt warm in the face, as he thought about this as well. Did Altair have some kind of feelings for him? Does that explain what occurred yesterday night? He didn't know…..He felt half annoyed and confused at the thought of it. If it turns out that Altair is actually attracted to him, then he will only be disappointed. Malik isn't gay….or at least he thinks he isn't, with the way he's been acting toward the other man, and trying to keep a distance from him. He felt weird about it, but he isn't a homophobe.
"What? You think there is something going on between us?" Malik did his best at hiding the nervousness out of his voice.
"I believe that there is a lot more going on….if you know what I mean." Abbas had a smug expression on his face.
Malik narrowed his eyes, getting annoyed of this man's assumption, "This isn't any of your business-Ouch!" Malik yelped, feeling a kick to his shin. He glared at the Brit, who was giving him a warning in his eyes not to push it.
"Oh, you are right. It really isn't any business of mine." Abbas admitted, pushing himself off the table to lean on his elbows, as he gets a better view of the two. "It would not be right for me to get between you two anyways." Malik blushed fiercely at that comment, getting more embarrassed as Abbas gave a light chuckle, his pal's laughing along with him. "Alright…" He began, " I think that is enough teasing for now. Perhaps we may discuss about other things…" He reached for the bottle of powerade on Shaun's tray, which hasn't been opened yet.
Shaun scowled as the other man took a sip of his drink, "Excuse me! But that's mine." Malik knew that Shaun hated when people took things away from him, but now really wasn't the time to bitch about it. He could end up starting an argument at first until things start to get….ugly.
"Now aren't you just rude." The guy sitting next to Shaun remarked, his hand still gripping the Brit's shoulder.
Abbas snorted, "Have you not heard about 'sharing is caring'?"
"I. Don't. Share!" Shaun stated clearly, only to be ignored by the tall man as he chugs down the drink. The red head focuses his eyes on the bottle being halfway drained. The next thing that happened, the bottle in Abbas's hand bursts. It just exploded like a balloon. The drink went splashing over his clothing and the table. Malik stood up in time to avoid getting any of the drink on himself, as it drips over the table to the floor. He looked over at Shaun as if he was giving an accusing stare.
"What is he saying to them?" Lucy asks as she sees Abbas sitting on the edge of the table, talking with Malik about something.
"Hopefully it is nothing." Ezio replied.
Desmond didn't really show much concern when he saw Shaun over there. He knows that guy wouldn't allow himself to be a victim. "Should we help them?" He bothered to ask.
"No. Shaun could handle anything when it comes to arguments. And as for Malik, he is always smart to avoid any trouble." Lucy added. "They'll be fine."
Altair turned his gaze at her, "How do you know?"
"I just do…." Lucy shrugged. She still blames him for having Abbas go over there in the first place. When Altair turned his attention back to the other table, he noticed how Malik's face was flushed. He doesn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing that he was showing such a reaction. Whatever Abbas said to him, he really would like to know. Now why does he care so much?
After what seemed like a few minutes, Altair heard a loud popping noise coming from the cafeteria. When Altair searched the place for the sound, he looked back at Malik's table. Abbas was now drenched in some kind of liquid. What just happened?
Abbas wiped his face with his sleeve, removing his hood to clean off his whole face. Other students sitting nearby them started to laugh. Shaun was smirking, and Malik still standing, held his hand up to his lips as he started to giggle at this. Abbas was fuming with sudden rage and confusion when laughter could be heard around him. With his thoughts filled with so much anger, he grabbed hold of the collar of Malik's shirt, pulling him to meet him face to face. "You think this is funny?...You think you could make a fool out of me?" He shouted, fisting his hands into the shirt dragging the other closer. Altair saw this action. Without hesitating, he quickly got up and storm over to them. So much for Lucy's statement.
"I-I didn't do anything!" Malik protested. "Let me go!" he grabbed both of Abbas's wrists, trying his best to unhook the man off of him. Wow this man was strong….
"Leave him alone, you idiotic brute!" Shaun tried to struggle to help his friend, but couldn't break loose because of the hand on his shoulder.
"I'll teach you not to mess with me." Abbas threatened, lifting the raven hair off the floor slightly.
"I'm not scared of you, Abbas," Malik said quietly, scowling at the man.
The tall man laughed, "You should be…" Before he could do anything drastic, he felt being pulled by the back of his shirt. He was dragged away from the shorter man, with Altair between him and the other. "What are you doing?"
"Do not touch him. You have no right to touch him." Altair spat, the whole cafeteria going quiet.
"Oh, and you do?" Abbas teased, making Altair scowl at him.
"I don't need any protecting, Altair." Malik argued, but Altair only disregarded his words, focusing on Abbas. He felt his eyes burning with fury he hasn't felt in a long time.
"Do not get in the way, Altair."
"Or what?" This was an answer that Abbas was waiting for.
The slightly taller man gave a dark chuckle as he slowly took another step, "So typical," He hissed, taking another step, only a few feet away from him. "But I had expected much…..from a mortal lover." Those last words were whispered to Altair as he was suddenly pushed with strong force. Altair staggered backwards, hitting the edge of the table. By now they had gathered the attention of all the students in the cafeteria, all of them muttering something Altair couldn't really understand. Now….Altair was pissed. He pushed of the table, tackling Abbas to the floor. Altair started punching Abbas in the face in any angle he could, as Abbas tried to fight back and catch onto the others fists. Numerous students crowd around them in a circle, they began chanting together saying "Fight!" or "Hit him!" in simultaneously. Altair felt his adrenaline rushing throughout his body, as he gave another blow of a left jab to Abbas's face again. Someone ended up tackling Altair to the side, forcing him to the ground. Altair saw that one of Abbas' pals had attacked him, and Abbas quickly joined him, delivering some kicks to his side. Altair grunted in pain, feeling a foot stomp on his stomach, making him almost heave.
Ezio ran from the table, deciding to help Altair out. Desmond also stood up, but Lucy had time enough to grab him from the back of his shirt. "Lucy, I have to help!"
"No Desmond, we need to stay out of this." She said, looking concerned.
"Hey, pick on someone your own size!" Abbas felt a fist connect to his jaw, making him almost stumble to the floor. Ezio was on him now, holding him in a headlock. Altair was still getting hit by the guy holding him down. He rolled him over, getting on top of him, grabbing his throat, and smashed his fist in the other's face, effectively breaking his nose. Blood was flowing from his nostrils. Altair was about to strike the man again, but felt a hand grip his wrist, pulling him away from the man on the floor. The cafeteria suddenly went quiet.
"What do you think you are doing?" Altair turned to see a woman with red hair, a cold glare being shot at him. Altair scowled, pulling his arm free from her grasp. She turned her gaze at Ezio and Abbas, both standing still and not at each other's throats. "A fight?" Leonardo came through the crowd with his food tray in his hands. He set his tray on a nearby table, then walking over to Caterina.
"It wasn't our fault; it was him and his friend who picked a fight with us." Abbas gestured to Altair and pointed over to Ezio who looked at him with a questioning look.
"What? You cazzos were the ones who started the fight!" Ezio snarls.
"Enough!" Caterina grabbed Altair's shoulder, dragging him to stand next to Ezio. "Leonardo, take these boys out of here…..I shall deal with the others." Leonardo nodded his head, grabbing the other two by the shoulders and leading them out of the cafeteria. The bell had already rung and they weren't going to make it to their next class.
Altair and Ezio were silent as they followed Leonardo through the hallway. They both can sense that the blonde was disappointed with them, but mostly with Ezio. The Italian felt a bit ashamed that his teacher was mad at him. He doesn't want his lovely teacher to hate him. Leonardo stopped abruptly, making the other two stop behind him. The blonde turned around to face them, narrowing his glare at them. "Alright….will one of you mind telling me what happened in there." He said, crossing his arms over his chest.
"We….got in a fight?" Altair replied. Leonardo began to glower at him.
Ezio stepped in, "What my friend is trying to say is….we just got in a bit of an argument that led to a….physical one."
"How? What happened?" Leonardo pushed on.
Ezio continued, "To be honest, we don't know how it started. We just know that something happened to Abbas and he ended up threatening Malik for-"
"Mr. Al-Sayf was involved in this?" Leonardo almost gasped at that thought. "That isn't like him."
"You have it all wrong." Altair said, furrowing his brows at him, "Malik didn't even touch Abbas, not once. Besides, I was the one that came in to defend him, so don't go assuming things you have no knowledge about."
"I see," Leonardo said quietly, "Who are you exactly….a new student? I don't think I have seen you here before."
Altair glanced over to Ezio, who just shrugged, "Um…..I am Altair Ibn La'Ahad, sir."Leonardo started blinking in realization of that last name.
"Mr. Da Vinci. Will we be in trouble for this?" Ezio asked, a sad look in his eyes. Leonardo immediately felt bad when he looked in those brown eyes.
Leonardo made a soft sigh, "Well….I guess you still are, but….since this is your first day, you will only be given a warning." The other two felt relieved at that, though they still have to face Lucy and William for later. Since Altair and Ezio went to the office, they had to miss their third and half of their fourth classrooms. It was a long scolding for them, but it was worth it. Abbas is a real asshole, he certainly deserved it for almost hurting a mortal. Which gave them another thought of how this school could be overrun by vampires who are anti-human….they really must be more careful.
After school Lucy brought the boys back to her apartment, ready to take a long rest during the weekend. Lucy unlocked her door, entering and seeing William typing something on the laptop on the coffee table. The elder looked up from the screen to her, a small smile appearing on his face, "So…..how did the first day go for the boys." He took off his reading glasses to look at her clearly.
Lucy gave a heavy sigh, slumping a little, "Ask them yourselves." She said, directing her thumb at them as they enter through the door as a line.
"Boys?" William waited for one of them to say something.
"Good" They all said in unison, making their way into the kitchen area.
I have to say I think I am improving on my writing, what do u all think?
Man, I am getting sooooo many ideas that I am thinking of doing another story for my favorite pairing...but for now I will try to get some more chappy's done for this story and my other one.