Luxord rested the palms of his hands on the railing of a staircase that he had stopped running at. He took deep breaths, trying to gather his thoughts. How embarrassing it was, for him to have been tricked so easily! These were people he didn't want to hang around. What i had /i he been thinking? He promised himself not to get tied down by making friends, and maybe...even more than friends. He shook his head and wiped his eyes staring down the staircase in a daze.
"Hey, what's your problem?" Someone asked from behind.
Luxord turned around to see a boy with Pink hair and eyes. He was still wearing his football uniform, so he must have gotten off of practice recently. Luxord looked away and ignored him, trying to find an escape route. The boy walked next to him and placed his hand gently on Luxord's back, "I asked what's wrong, dear," he said again, this time his voice was more gentle and comforting. Luxord wanted to cry more, he wasn't sure why, but this odd person made him feel like he could cry all his problems away, though he knew crying gets you nothing. Luxord looked up, his bottom lip quivering. He couldn't talk around the lump that still occupied his throat, so he squeezed the boy tightly, and cried some more. At first the boy made no response, but then he rubbed Luxord's back comfortingly.
"There, there?" The boy said his statement seeming almost like a question.
"My name is Marluxia," The pink haired boy said after a long moment of silence.
"L-Luxord," Luxord said looking up.
Marluxia smiled and ruffled his hair, "You should drink this, because your throat is probably burning by now, right?" He asked taking out a bottle of water that was located conveniently at his side.
"The coach makes all of us wear these during practice so we don't dehydrate," Marluxia explained.
Luxord nodded and took the water bottle. He began gulping it down like he hadn't drunk anything in days. Marluxia watched him with a smile on his face.
"It's like having a new puppy," he said under his breath.
"What?" Luxord asked.
"Nothing," Marluxia nodded.
Xaldin paced down the halls looking for Luxord. He checked every room that was available, but there was no sign of the little brit, so he sat down on a marble bench nearby to take a rest. He didn't have anything against Luxord, nor did he mean to hurt him like that, and when Axel was calling him a whore...Luxord might have taken it the wrong way because that was how they enjoyed joking around with one another. He sighed and, for reasons unknown, when he heard voices he hid. He watched, from behind a janitor's closet door, that had been opened at the time, to see who was coming.
"And that's what happened," Luxord said. He had explained everything to Marluxia after they had gotten to know each other a little better.
"I see, poor little thing," Marluxia said hugging Luxord.
"I'm fine , I don't need to be hugged all the time," Luxord laughed.
To Xaldin it seemed like the two were old buddies, or at least that's how they hung around each other.
Xaldin growled softly to himself. He knew for a fact he was jealous of Luxord's new 'friend'. He wasn't even in denial about it either. How he wanted to strangle Marluxia right now for taking his friend, but after he thought about it Luxord probably hates him now, so was it really right to call him 'friend'? Xaldin kept watching waiting to see if they were closer than he thought. Marluxia stopped right in front of the janitor's closet and looked at Luxord. Luxord stopped and turned to him confusedly.
"Is something wrong?" He asked.
Marluxia smiled, "Come here," He said waving Luxord over.
Luxord walked over and rose an eyebrow, as he was about to speak Marluxia covered his mouth with a single finger. Luxord tilted his head to the side, but Marluxia had no explanation as to what he was doing. Luxord smiled at Marluxia as he stared at him. Marluxia was maybe a few feet taller than Luxord, so Luxord was looking up at him. Marluxia bent down and held Luxord's chin in his hands like Xaldin had done before.
Luxord crossed his eyes, "What is there something on my face?" He asked wiping his face with his sleeve, he then wrinkled his nose. "What is it?" He asked again.
Marluxia smiled and leaned into Luxord, giving him a light kiss on the lips.
Luxord was a boy shocked at first, but then gladly accepted it, as he kissed Marluxia back. Luxord cut their kiss off short.
"Wait...you aren't teasing me are you?" Luxord asked looking away in a light blush. "I mean...this isn't part of a bet or anything right?"
Marluxia shook his head, "I'm not like Xaldin, I would never hurt you, ever," He promised while holding Luxord's hands.
Xaldin gasped and fires sparked in his eyes. Now he was more than jealous he was angry too.
"You're a good kisser," Marluxia smiled.
"Really?" Luxord asked blushing. "I-It was my first time kissing someone...actually..." he smiled sheepishly.
Now Xaldin was more than jealous and angry. He was furious! Marluxia had stolen Luxord's kissing virginity, and practically kiss raped him! He took Luxord completely by surprise, and knowing Marluxia, he probably has ulterior motives. Xaldin was fuming now, his shoulders were tensed his teeth were grinding like meat grinders and he felt like knocking down the door and killing Marluxia right there. What made him angrier, was when Marluxia grabbed Luxord's hand and pulled him off before looking back at the closet and mouthing 'You lose.' So Marluxia had known he was there all along. He could've tortured him anyway possible, yet he chose this? The one thing that hits him harder than any kind of physical pain? He clenched his fists and stormed out of the closet, searching for someone that would help him seek his revenge, and he knew just he person. The cloaked schemer himself.
Luxord rested the palms of his hands on the railing of a staircase that he had stopped running at. He took deep breaths, trying to gather his thoughts. How embarrassing it was, for him to have been tricked so easily! These were people he didn't want to hang around. What i had /i he been thinking? He promised himself not to get tied down by making friends, and maybe...even more than friends. He shook his head and wiped his eyes staring down the staircase in a daze.
"Hey, what's your problem?" Someone asked from behind.
Luxord turned around to see a boy with Pink hair and eyes. He was still wearing his football uniform, so he must have gotten off of practice recently. Luxord looked away and ignored him, trying to find an escape route. The boy walked next to him and placed his hand gently on Luxord's back, "I asked what's wrong, dear," he said again, this time his voice was more gentle and comforting. Luxord wanted to cry more, he wasn't sure why, but this odd person made him feel like he could cry all his problems away, though he knew crying gets you nothing. Luxord looked up, his bottom lip quivering. He couldn't talk around the lump that still occupied his throat, so he squeezed the boy tightly, and cried some more. At first the boy made no response, but then he rubbed Luxord's back comfortingly.
"There, there?" The boy said his statement seeming almost like a question.
"My name is Marluxia," The pink haired boy said after a long moment of silence.
"L-Luxord," Luxord said looking up.
Marluxia smiled and ruffled his hair, "You should drink this, because your throat is probably burning by now, right?" He asked taking out a bottle of water that was located conveniently at his side.
"The coach makes all of us wear these during practice so we don't dehydrate," Marluxia explained.
Luxord nodded and took the water bottle. He began gulping it down like he hadn't drunk anything in days. Marluxia watched him with a smile on his face.
"It's like having a new puppy," he said under his breath.
"What?" Luxord asked.
"Nothing," Marluxia nodded.
Xaldin paced down the halls looking for Luxord. He checked every room that was available, but there was no sign of the little brit, so he sat down on a marble bench nearby to take a rest. He didn't have anything against Luxord, nor did he mean to hurt him like that, and when Axel was calling him a whore...Luxord might have taken it the wrong way because that was how they enjoyed joking around with one another. He sighed and, for reasons unknown, when he heard voices he hid. He watched, from behind a janitor's closet door, that had been opened at the time, to see who was coming.
"And that's what happened," Luxord said. He had explained everything to Marluxia after they had gotten to know each other a little better.
"I see, poor little thing," Marluxia said hugging Luxord.
"I'm fine , I don't need to be hugged all the time," Luxord laughed.
To Xaldin it seemed like the two were old buddies, or at least that's how they hung around each other.
Xaldin growled softly to himself. He knew for a fact he was jealous of Luxord's new 'friend'. He wasn't even in denial about it either. How he wanted to strangle Marluxia right now for taking his friend, but after he thought about it Luxord probably hates him now, so was it really right to call him 'friend'? Xaldin kept watching waiting to see if they were closer than he thought. Marluxia stopped right in front of the janitor's closet and looked at Luxord. Luxord stopped and turned to him confusedly.
"Is something wrong?" He asked.
Marluxia smiled, "Come here," He said waving Luxord over.
Luxord walked over and rose an eyebrow, as he was about to speak Marluxia covered his mouth with a single finger. Luxord tilted his head to the side, but Marluxia had no explanation as to what he was doing. Luxord smiled at Marluxia as he stared at him. Marluxia was maybe a few feet taller than Luxord, so Luxord was looking up at him. Marluxia bent down and held Luxord's chin in his hands like Xaldin had done before.
Luxord crossed his eyes, "What is there something on my face?" He asked wiping his face with his sleeve, he then wrinkled his nose. "What is it?" He asked again.
Marluxia smiled and leaned into Luxord, giving him a light kiss on the lips.
Luxord was a boy shocked at first, but then gladly accepted it, as he kissed Marluxia back. Luxord cut their kiss off short.
"Wait...you aren't teasing me are you?" Luxord asked looking away in a light blush. "I mean...this isn't part of a bet or anything right?"
Marluxia shook his head, "I'm not like Xaldin, I would never hurt you, ever," He promised while holding Luxord's hands.
Xaldin gasped and fires sparked in his eyes. Now he was more than jealous he was angry too.
"You're a good kisser," Marluxia smiled.
"Really?" Luxord asked blushing. "I-It was my first time kissing someone...actually..." he smiled sheepishly.
Now Xaldin was more than jealous and angry. He was furious! Marluxia had stolen Luxord's kissing virginity, and practically kiss raped him! He took Luxord completely by surprise, and knowing Marluxia, he probably has ulterior motives. Xaldin was fuming now, his shoulders were tensed his teeth were grinding like meat grinders and he felt like knocking down the door and killing Marluxia right there. What made him angrier, was when Marluxia grabbed Luxord's hand and pulled him off before looking back at the closet and mouthing 'You lose.' So Marluxia had known he was there all along. He could've tortured him anyway possible, yet he chose this? The one thing that hits him harder than any kind of physical pain? He clenched his fists and stormed out of the closet, searching for someone that would help him seek his revenge, and he knew just he person. The cloaked schemer himself.