"What's wrong Chazz?" Zane's voice held a certain taunting note in it.
"Nothing," Chazz swallowed feeling slightly light headed and just about managed to tear his eyes away from Zane's to look back down at the paper before him. But he couldn't read it, well he could, but the words didn't make sense in his brain. It was obviously all Zane's fault; if he wasn't there acting so calm and annoying then Chazz would be able to concentrate. He was about to voice these thoughts when he felt a hand slide onto his knee. He shuddered a slight chill of what Chazz could only think were repulsion were running up and down his spine at super fast speeds. Zane's hand moved slightly higher up his leg slowly, very slowly. He closed his eyes and opened them again gradually trying to take control of the hot flush flooding into his face; Zane was so not getting the satisfaction of knowing what he was doing was having an effect.
Looking back at the paper, trying to ignore the hand on his leg, Chazz read the question.
Question Two…Zane's hand was moving up, Chazz, not moving his eyes from his paper in fear of what might happen if he turned to face Zane, lifted his own hand from where it was holding the question paper down and placed it over Zane's. He then proceeded to take Zane's wrist and remove his hand from his leg. He didn't speak; unsure of whether he could keep his voice level or not.
Right back to the work;
Question Two…Zane's hand was back. Chazz reached down and grabbed Zane's wrist more forcefully than before, "Off," he said shortly his voice slightly hoarser than usual but not that much.
Question Two…He just wasn't going to give up was he? Chazz reached down gripped around Zane's wrist and tried to lift his hand however Zane was resisting him this time. Damnit. "Get off," he tried to command the older boy, to no avail, scowling he turned to face Zane and started to hiss, "Now listen to me perve I am not-"
But Chazz had to stop right there as Zane had lent forward and captured his lips in a kiss. Chazz, who had accidentally let his eyes shut, snapped them back open and attempted to regain his scowl, however in the initial shock of the kiss he'd released his grip of Zane's wrist and the hand was now snaking around his waist. Chazz pulled his head away from Zane's and gave the older boy his best death glare, which just made Zane smirk.
"What is wrong with you?" Chazz hissed, irritated, his best death glare which had once made a twelve year old cry was just making this annoying, jumped up, arrogant… idiot smirk!
Zane just shook his head and stood up, using the arm around Chazz's waist to pull him up too, "Shh," he said leaning forward and kissing Chazz gently on the lips before pulling back.
"No I will not 'shh'! Just get the fu-" Chazz didn't resist from Zane's kiss though it was too short to really matter anymore, "-ck off me! What do you not understand? I don't-" Zane lent in and kissed him again, "want-" and again, "to ki-" and again, this time trying to deepen the kiss but Chazz took a step backwards, Zane moving with him his arm still firmly around Chazz's waist, "-ss you-" Chazz continued to move backwards and Zane just followed him, eventually slamming Chazz's back against the wall, the force knocking Chazz's breath out so that his last word sounded more like a moan of want than what Chazz had intended, "…Zane."
Zane, still smirking - annoying Chazz to no end - lent forward again and pressed his lips against Chazz's. The younger boy managed to clamp his mouth shut against Zane who pulled back slightly and looked Chazz in the eyes. Chazz frowned and Zane quirked an eyebrow. He placed a hand on the side of Chazz's face and lent in to kiss him again, and Chazz clamped his lips shut again, but Zane wasn't aiming to kiss there. Zane's lips met with the sensitive skin on the side of Chazz's neck, Chazz let out an unintentional gasp as the older boy started to nibble and lick just below his ear. Regaining his senses for half a second Chazz placed a hand on Zane's chest to try and push him away, but his strength seemed to be sapped from him by Zane. Zane just reached up with his own hand and took Chazz's in his own grasp and moved the younger boy's hand to the side slightly.
As Zane worked his way slowly down Chazz's jaw line Chazz realised he was going to have hickies there later… big ones. But that didn't seem to matter any more, he let his eyes flicker shut to enjoy the moment. It was strange because right then the facts that Zane was… in fact… Zane, and a guy and that if anyone found out about it then, in his opinion, Chazz would be laughed out of duel academy, just didn't matter anymore. The only thing that matter was that Zane continued to kiss him.
Which seemed exactly what was going to happen, for now at least. Zane pulled away from Chazz's neck to press his lips against Chazz's again, and this time the raven-haired boy's lips weren't clamped shut. In fact Zane only had to nibble lightly on Chazz's bottom lip and he was invited in. He slid his tongue easily into the youngest Princeton's mouth, enjoying it when unexpectedly he felt Chazz's tongue poke against his own, but only slightly. Shyly, as though wanting Zane's approval before carrying on. Zane opened his eyes in slight surprise to be met with Chazz's closed lids and it was then Zane knew he wanted all of Chazz, more than ever before. Zane closed his eyes again and met Chazz's tongue with his own, going much gentler than before. Chazz had finally reacted and Zane didn't want that to change for the world.
Letting Chazz become accustomed to this obviously new sensation, Zane disentangled his hand from Chazz's and let it wrap itself around Chazz's miniscule waist with the other arm, as Chazz was now leaning off the wall to kiss Zane, Zane was holding him to him, just in case the younger boy suddenly changed his mind, which was, from Zane's point of view, very unlikely considering the way Chazz was now fighting Zane for dominance.
Eventually pulling away from one another for air Zane reopened his eyes again to see Chazz's still shut, facing slightly away from Zane, his expression unreadable. However the fact that Chazz's breathing was ragged and that it hadn't been Chazz to break the kiss, showed Chazz had been enjoying it.
"Chazz?" Zane said surveying his face, trying to get any emotion.
"What?" Chazz's reply was slightly breathless but irritated at the same time. He opened his eyes to look at Zane, the most prominent emotion in them – confusion. He was frowning slightly though at himself, not Zane, Chazz didn't understand why he'd kissed back – why he was slightly weak in the knees – why he wanted to kiss the older Obelisk again. Zane's cobalt gaze was fixed on Chazz's own, but he wouldn't make contact again, looking away from him. It was weird, whenever he touched Zane he couldn't think; he couldn't understand what he was feeling. He hated Zane, didn't he? Then why did standing there with Zane's arms around him feel so right? He looked back up at Zane, his eyes locked on the blunette's.
"Looked like you enjoyed that," it was a statement. Chazz scowled, stupid jerk had to go and ruin the moment.
"I did not."
"Felt like you enjoyed it," Zane was smirking now, Chazz's scowl just got angrier.
"You don't know what you're talking about jerk," he replied breaking the eye contact and looking away from Zane, "I hated it – like I hate you."
Zane mock pouted slightly, "You hate me?" he said, a small plan to see how much Chazz really did hate him forming in his mind.
"Yeah – I said that didn't I?" Chazz replied sarcastically.
"Guess you don't want to be with me anymore then…" he replied. Chazz goggled slightly, what? Zane was going to give up? That was unexpected. Zane then lent forward and pressed his lips against Chazz's sliding his tongue easily inside Chazz's mouth, Chazz's tongue responding immediately and as soon as he did Zane pulled back, "Oh… sorry Chazz you hate me right?"
Chazz glared at him, "Bastard," he growled, now knowing that perhaps he did like Zane, a little at least, and Zane knew that but he was going to make him say it. Zane freed Chazz from his grasp and took a step backwards, he was going to make Chazz do the running.
"Who, me? I'm just backing off like you wanted," Zane's smirk was infuriating, "So I'll be going now – unless you have anything to say?" he stood expectantly.
Chazz opened his mouth, then shut it again. No, he wouldn't say it, Zane was a stupid bastard.
"I see," Zane was still smirking, knowing he'd finally got him. Zane knew that he could stand what he was doing, but could Chazz? "See you around Chazz," and with that he turned to leave the room, just before exiting he then turned and called back, "Yeah I've got to go see Alexis anyway," the look on Chazz's face should've been framed in his opinion.
After Zane left Chazz slumped back against the wall wanting very badly to kick something, or someone. He closed his eyes and thought about what he'd just missed out on. Bastard. A voice then interrupted his thoughts.
"Oh, hello Chazz, still not finished the work?"
Chazz's eyes snapped open to look at Professor Banner standing at the other entrance to the room, "I was…" he tried to think of a reason for standing up against a wall, with his eyes closed, "…thinking."
"Oh, I see," Banner smiled, well more than normal, " – What are those marks on your chin?"
Chazz's eyes bulged and he clapped a hand over them, "Nothing, they're nothing," he lied making his way back to the chair he'd been sitting on, "I'm almost done," he added, hopefully the professor would leave quickly.
"Ah okay, make sure you get some dinner when you're done," Banner turned and left, leaving an extremely disgruntled Chazz to do his work and think about what he was going to do about Zane.
A/N So sorry this chapter took so long to write. Hope you like it though? I dunno, thanks for your reviews people. Updates might be coming a little slower for the next chapter, cause I'm writing an essay for an important exam thing about ghosts and stuff… yeah it's gotta be handed in soon and I've got to perfect it. Though don't worry I haven't forgotten about this. Hmm… it's hard writing fluff.