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Only Way Out

The Day After; Musings

The next morning, Oz woke up with a killer headache. Was this a hangover? If so, he was not going to get drunk again anytime soon, or, to help his sanity, ever again. But when he glanced around he realized why he woke up.

"Time to get up, Oz." Gil said, opening the shades on the windows to let in the morning sun. Oz cringed away from it, covering his head with his blanket.

"Too bright!" He said from under his sheets. It was because of that he didn't hear the sigh that Gil gave, and seconds after that happened the blankets were wrenched from off of Oz, basking him in sunlight.

"You decided to get drunk, so you have to deal with the consequences." Gil replied, literally dragging the teen out of bed.

"I know, but you took advantage of that!" Oz said, groaning.

"I did not!" The Nightray said, frowning.

"Yes you did! You tried to get information out of me once you realized that I was a little loose lipped." Oz almost tacked something about Gil wanting to kiss him more at the end, but was terrified to mention that.

"Well than, sorry for that, but there is no other time that you will ever let me help you so…" He said, making the Vessalius feel guilty, then mad at that fact.

"Fine then; I guess you're forgiven." Oz said, frowning at that.

"And what about that kiss?" Gil asked, raising an eyebrow. Oz just laughed nervously, trying to find something to do so that his back was to his servant.

"Umm… I felt like it?" He tried, feeling his face warm up. He knew that everyone thought that he loved Alice, and he did, in a way. He had even told her; he loved her like she was a beloved sister. She had frowned at first, but then said that he was still her manservant so she was going to have to accept that.

In truth, he loved Gil, and had for years. He didn't know when he had first realized, and it didn't really matter.

"Really now? But why would you feel like it?" Gil pushed, wanting to know every detail. It had been nagging him all night, and even now it was still.

"Umm…" Oz said, fumbling with anything to distract him from what was happening. "Because…?" He said, than realized that he was still in his clothes from the night before, albeit he had no socks or shoes on and his vest had been taken off. He had a feeling that Gil had done that, along with tucking him in because he knew that he had been lying on the sheets when he fell asleep. He managed to find something to fiddle with, his back facing Gil.

"Because why, Oz? What do you not want to say?" Gil asked, raising an eye brow.

"You're acting a little braver than usual." Oz observed, still not looking at the Nightray. It was true, Gil was acting braver than usual, but it was just because he had discovered some hope that his love was returned, because when a person was drunk their defenses were dropped, and they did what they wanted to do when they weren't drunk, as drunk actions are sober desires.

"Well, I just want to know why you kissed me last night." Gil responded, the blush on Oz's face- which had calmed down over the last couple of seconds- came back full force, increasing even more when he realized that he was blushing.

"It seems like you really want to know why." Oz said, hoping to distract Gil with the little details without flat out changing the subject.

"Yeah, and don't think that your attempts at distracting me are working, I still want to know why you did it." Gil pressed, Oz giving up and saying something that he hoped would shut Gil up.

"I wanted to!" He said, wincing a little as his head protested his loud voice. He faintly felt his face start to heat up, after finally going down.

"Why did you want to?" Gil asked, hope obvious in his voice.

"I like you! More than a friend." He blurted out, freezing when he realized what he said as he felt his face heat up more than he thought possible. Was this how Gil felt when he teased him? He faintly heard Gil walking over, but was thinking too much to notice, but what he did notice- and what got him out of his thoughts- was the arms wrapping around him. "Gil?" He asked weakly, worry in his voice. He had been afraid of being rejected, but with his servant doing that…

"I'm glad, as I like you like that too." Gil said, a smile in his voice. Oz managed to turn around to look up at Gil's face, shock on his face.

"You do? Then why did you never say anything?" Oz asked, surprise in his voice.

"Because I thought that you loved that stupid rabbit." Gil admitted, surprise coming onto his face when the blond laughed.

"No; she's like a sister to me." Oz said, leaning his head against Gil's chest for a moment before repeating his actions from last night. Slowly, he stood on his toes, pressing his lips against Gil's lips, but this time, they stayed for a couple of seconds before Oz moved back. He giggled a little, then pressed his head to Gil's chest again when his head protested his little laugh.

"Remind me to never drink again." Oz muttered, groaning slightly when Gil laughed and his head hurt.

"Of course." Gil said, pressing his lips against Oz's head.

For once, he could say that he liked alcohol, seeing as how he wouldn't have found out about his master's feelings if he never got drunk. That was a 'fantastic' way to say it.

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