A/N: Oh wow, I truly do apologize for not updating in over two months. My life took another unsuspected turn in a matter of days, which rendered me in a deep depression.

Fortunately, My family was able to pull me through my depression. I also have a new job working in a hospital and it is much closer to home. I purchased my first car, which needs repairs, and I am on going back to school this Fall in to become a Lab Tech.

Anyways, my working schedule has changed drastically(I now work twelve hour, night shifts, so my upload days will vary. I will try my best to post once a week still, but I cannot guarantee what day(s) I will post(I will post on my off days, which varies). Alright, enough with the chit chat and on with the chapter!


"Mr. Alexandesson, You have Chlamydia." The words of the middle-aged, graying doctor, hit Lars's eardrums with full force. The youth's golden orbs grew wide at the sound of his test results being revealed...in a negative way. He could not believe that the scab the manifested on his penis, a week ago, was due to an STD.

"Wh-wait, I.. I haven't had sex in like months!" Lars stammered over his words; his mind was still trying to process the freshly delivered information.

The pepper haired physician gazed at Lars with his inquisitive, chocolate brown eyes. "Have you had oral sex in the past month?"

"Uh...?" Lars froze when he heard the words oral sex. 'Wait, you can get Chlamydia from oral sex!?' Never, Lars would have thought that his ex-girlfriend would literally burn him with something as serious as this. Yes, he was horny and was pleased that Miyuki opened her mouth to his eager manhood, but now to know that the disease ridden bitch gave him Chlamydia just made Lars feel like an idiot as well as fool for allowing his head to do the thinking instead of his head.

Lars slowly lowered his head. His bright orbs studied the bland, white tile of the health clinic. His mind was sate with disappointment, shame, and pure embarrassment.

"Yeah...I received oral sex about two weeks ago." The embarrassed male mumbled loud enough for the doctor to hear him.

"Well, the good news is that we caught in a decent amount of time. I will go ahead and prescribe you some antibiotics, but I strongly urge you to refrain from sexual contact of any kind for two weeks." 'That should be easy.' The blond male thought sarcastically as he silently nodded in agreement to the doctor's suggestion.


'Chlamydia!? Seriously!? How the fuck could I have been so stupid!? I can't believe I was so desperate enough to allow myself to get head from that bitch!' Within the darkness of his bedroom, lay an enraged Lars. After returning home from the health clinic, Lars chose to isolate himself from the rest of his family.

With Lars finishing up his finals last week and being off from work today, the youth did not have a good lie prepared for his family...or more so his brother, as to why he was out for a while. Rather than stumble through sine half-ass lie or tell the truth, the man chose to hide in his room and lock the door.

The youth huffed out a deep sigh. He was primarily angry and upset with himself; however Lars was tempted to blow off some of that steam by calling his ex and giving her a piece of his mind, but he chose to abstain from making another poor decision. He had to look at the pros of this situation: he was now on antibiotics and he had caught the infection early. Most importantly, he would NEVER make the mistake of touching his ex ever again!

"Hm?" A loud buzzing emitted from Lars's cellular device. The screen on his phone lit up, making it easy for the man to identify the object within the darkness.

Lars coupled the phone with his left hand and read the name of the person who was calling him. 'Alissa?' Lars quickly tapped the screen with his right index finger answered the call.

"Hello?" Lars asked with a hint of excitement in his voice.

Although Lars was fully aware of Alissa's sexual preference, this knowledge still did not impede the man from having a strong attraction towards the beautiful tutor.

"Lars?" Alissa's called his name. Lars detected a bit of sadness in woman's voice.

"Yeah?"

"Can ...can you come over to my place?" The simplistic sentence rendered a stiff reaction in between Lars's thighs.

"Uh..uh.." The blond's mind created a plethora of sexual thoughts about the woman, causing the him to hesitate with a response.

"I really need to talk to you...in person."

"You're back from Russia?"

"Yeah and um...I just want to see you, okay?"

"Yeah-sure-no problem; I just need your address."

"Oh, right! I'll text you my address, okay!?"

"Alright, see you soon!" Lars hung up the phone and impatiently waited for Alissa to send her address via text.

'She's inviting me to her place! Oh-my-GOD, what should I wear!?' Lars gently laid the phone on his nightstand and jumped out of his bed and stumbled through the darkness until his hands connected with the wall the supports the light switch. He flipped the lights on and quickly stripped down to his zebra print boxers.

With haste, the man dashed to his closet and grabbed a chocolate brown, V-neck, long sleeve shirt, along with a pair of black jeans.

He swiftly stuffed his built physique inside the fabrics. Once dressed, the excited male ran over to his nightstand and snatched the phone away from the surface. Alissa's text had arrived; The contents of her address were put into Lars's GPS.

"Lars!?" The sound of the the youth's bedroom door being assaulted reached his ears. The angry voice calling from the other side was none other then the voice of his older brother, Kazuya.

"Why the hell is this door locked!? I keep telling you that you don't have any privacy in my house!"

Lars rolled his eyes to his brother's typical, tyranny, rant. He turned around and slowly made his way to the bedroom door. He unbolted the lock. Before he could grab the clear, crystal, knob, the door pulled open.

Standing on the other side of the portal was his shirtless brother, Kazuya. The man wore a simple pair of midnight sweatpants.

As usual, Kazuya shot the youth a snarly glare. "Why are you dressed up so fancy?" Asked the older male.

Lars tried his best not to retort with a smart-ass comments; After all, he needed, his brother's car to go to Alissa's house. "I was..just going over to a friend's house."

Kazuya furrowed his brows even more. "A friend's house? Huh, so you finally got a prostitute?"

"What!?"

Kazuya waved both of his hand in mid air, silencing Lars's protest. "Look, once you're done with that, I just need you to go to the store and buy me some Vodka. Two bottles!"

The youth narrowed his eyes to his brother's sudden request. 'You know what, fine. At least I get the car without any protest.' Figuring to keep his mouth shut, Lars nodded his head in agreement. "Fine, I'll pay for it." The male stated as he took a few steps out of his bedroom.

"Yeah, I know you're paying for it. I wasn't about to give you my money to spend."

Lars quickly darted for the stairs. He had no time for his brother's keen insults. All he could think about was Alissa. Just the thought of being in a private place, alone, with the beauty made the man's cheeks flush with a light pink hue.

"Don't take too long with the whore, okay!?" Lars ignore the final assumption and made his way downstairs.


Lars lightly knocked on the door of Alissa's apartment door with his shaky left hand. The man could not fight his nerves; To actually be standing outside of Alissa's apartment seemed like a dream that he thought would never come true.

Of course, Lars was not going to get his hopes up too much; After all, Alissa is lesbian and he is disease ridden.

Lars took this time observe the surroundings as he quietly waited for Alissa to open the door. There was no doubt that this neighborhood was one of a high caliber. The lawns were well manicured and reflected a nice shine of moonlit sky. Each apartment's property line was separated by vacant flower beds that would surely look magnificent during the Spring. Each neighboring building had a high priced vehicle parked in the driveway, including Alissa's peach colored Porsche.

'Wonder how much it cost to live out here?' Lars was sure that he would never be able to afford an apartment in a neighborhood this nice without some financial assistance from his brother.

The moment Lars finished his thoughts, a sound of the door opening forced the man to focus his attention back onto the entrance.

There, standing in the portal was his tutor, Alissa. Her figure was accompanied by a simple, strapless, white dress that hung above her knees. Her two tone pink hair was pulled back into a small ponytail, and her face wore a solemn expression.

"Alissa, you look-"

"Just come in." Alissa bluntly interrupted his sentence and pulled the twenty-something into her home. She closed the door behind him and locked it.

Lars stood in awe to see how simple Alissa's setup was. The decor was quite plain; Only gray, navy blue, and an occasional white hues filled the interior of her home.

Alissa grabbed Lars's right hand and pulled him towards the navy blue couch that sat in the middle of her spacious living room.

Lars sat down next Alissa and stared at her. He noticed how her demeanor was a bit standoffish.

The young woman lifted her head up and stared at the white walls of her apartment ceiling "How do you think you did on your finals?" The abrupt question caught the man a little off guard. He wasn't expecting the woman ask him about school related topics. 'Is this what she called me over for? I could have stayed home for this.'

"I believe that I did well. I used a lot of your tips to help me with studying. I am waiting to hear if I graduate of not."

"Hm. I doubt that you failed; your grades improved significantly due to my help." Her reply was emotionless and stale.

Lars nodded his head in agreement to her statement. His light yellow orbs continued to observe to the body language of the pink haired beauty.

Alissa lowered her head back to equilibrium and turned his way. Her bright green eyes did not hold the usual glee in them. Lars sensed that there was clearly something wrong, but the woman was not forthcoming with the information.

"Lars, do you still like me?"

Lars's orbs widened at the random question. "Wha-I mean,ye-yeah! But, I-I-I know that you-"

"I want to know what it feels like." Alissa's words confused Lars even more. 'What it feels like? Does she mean...?' Another unexpected rush of words put the man in a semi-daze. His mind seemed to process the woman's words incorrectly. 'There is no way that I hearing this right! This is either a joke or a dream...or both!'

The tutor/friend shuffled a little closer to Lars. The blond snapped out of his daze like state. Alissa's light pink lips were just a kiss away from his. Lars slowly turned his head away from Alissa.

The magenta haired woman furrowed her brow. "What's wrong, Lars? I thought you said that you still liked me." There was a clear sense of frustration within her voice.

"I-I do, Alissa, but, you're in a relationship."

Alissa scoffed at his words "I don't care about that right now. I just want you inside of me." Alissa lunged her eager hands at Lars and began to roam around his pelvic region. Alissa's hands gently rubbed against Lars's clothed cock, causing the appendage to stiffen.

'Oh, fuck. I can't. I can't! I'm sorry, Alissa, God's knows that I am!' A very rational Lars lightly wrapped his hands around the woman's wrists. He moved her free roaming hands away from his body. "Look, Alissa, as badly as I would like to, I-I can't do this." It took all of revved up male's might to say those crushing words.

"Why not!? My girlfriend and I have an open relationship! It's okay! Really!"

'An open relationship?' Lars shook his head free from the thought. He was not about to do the unthinkable and infect Alissa. As badly as Lars wanted to pound Alissa's internal flesh, he just could not bring himself to do so.

"I can't. Your relationship may not mean much to you, but it does to me." Lars forced the lie to fly out from his parted lips.

"My relationship doesn't mean much to me!? What the fuck are you talking about!?" Alissa's sudden shift in her tone as well as words left the man speechless.

The visibly agitated women roughly pulled away from him; freeing her wrist from his mild confinement. She jumped onto her bare feet and shot Lars a dark glare. "Get out of my house!"

The stunned male slowly rose from the navy cushion. His sun like orbs absorbed the woman's physical demeanor. Her stance was defensive, her chest rose and fell at a quick pace; Her eyes were dark and cold. "Alissa, are you seriously going to throw our friendship away over this!?" Lars carefully made his statement, trying his best not to raise his voice.

Alissa crossed her arms beneath her mid-sized bosom. "Friendship!? What friendship!? I was just the tutor you wanted to fuck, or so I thought!"

Her crude comment shocked the male." Where are you getting that from!? That's not true! You mean more to me-"

"Get out of my house, or I'm calling the cops!" Alissa's complete change of character was enough to infuriate Lars. 'Let me go before I knock her ass out.'

The pissed off male sharply turned away from the irate woman and stumped towards the white, austere portal. His shaky right hand swiftly unlocked the door then grabbed the faux gold knob. He swung the door open and raced through the portal. "Lose my number, bitch!" Lars spat out the cruel command before he slammed the door behind him.

The official angry youth dashed to his brother's car and dived into the driver's seat. He jammed the keys into the ignition and put the car in reverse. He recklessly reversed out of the woman's driveway; He put the car in drive and took off.

'The fuck was that all about?' Lars was in complete disbelief as to what happened to him.

First his ex-girlfriend, Miyuki, gives him Chlamydia. Then he is placed on antibiotics and is told to eschew sex for two weeks. Of course tonight, of all nights, he is finally offered the chance to fuck Alissa and can't do so due to his current condition.

Lars stepped on the gas, forcing the vehicle to accelerate through the traffic. Lars was ready to go home and sleep this horrible day off. He just wanted to pretend as if none of these events occurred, but realistically, he would not be able to forget this day. He would not be able to forget how his former tutor/friend turned on him all of over sex. Lars shook is head a few times.

'No, no. She was angry because I rejected her, but...why get so mad though?' Lars shook is head a once more, clearing his mind of his thoughts. 'Forget it. There was something else that was bothering her and she refused to tell me. I was nothing more than a scapegoat for her misplaced anger. I just wonder, who was she anger with?'

The spell of fury was beginning to wear off as Lars steered the vehicle into a familiar neighborhood of his residence. What was done was done and he would not allow himself to bring his foul attitude into the house. He simply wanted to go to sleep and wait for the call from the college.

Alissa had done her job as his tutor and he hoped and prayed that he passed all of his finals so that he could graduate and move on with his life, with or without her.


A/N: The next chapter should be posted on my next off day. I work from Thursday through Saturday, so I will be able to write at work, but I prefer to edit and proofread at home. So until then, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Bye, bye!