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Warning!: ATTENTION! OH YES THEY ARE GAY IN THIS CHAPTER! There will be some nakedness and some cute, confusing parts! BE HAPPY! :

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"What are you thinking about Arthur...?"

"Nothing really..." he answered and crawled closer underneath the blankets, feeling hot skin against his own and shivering with pleasure because of it. "...just, if mother finds out..."

"She won't" the other one chuckled and gently let his big, warm hands sneak up around Arthur's slimmed waist, pulling him even closer. "I promise, and you trust me, don't you?"

"Of course I do" he smiled back and felt goosebumps down his back and arms as those warm lips got pressed against the sensitive bend of his neck. He could feel his entire body tensing when warmth enveloped him, making him feel so loved and comforted even though the rest of his life was completely miserable. "I just... you can't control her, she might suddenly pop her head into the room and say "WHAT THE FUCK?" and you know that..."

The other one laughed, which Arthur could feel through his own back, the buzzing feeling as if the other one was a bee and he was honey. Okay, no. He definitely wasn't honey. Maybe a flower...? I have always wondered just how gay I am... he then thought and laughed as well. Now I have the answer...

"She won't..." he then said and even though Arthur knew that might not be true, it calmed his nervous mind to hear the older one say that. "And if she did, I'd kidnap you and we'd be together forever in a cave somewhere..."

"Haha why a cave?" Arthur laughed back and sat up to turn and look at the other one, even though he didn't really want to leave those arms behind underneath the covers. "Why not some exotic island or maybe disney world?"

"Because we won't have that much money and even if we had, living in disney world would cause too much media to waltz around, you wouldn't want her to find us then, would you? That's why a cave"

"You really thought this through, didn't you?" he said while shaking his head and then reaching for the sealing. He even groaned as his back cracked but he didn't mind that the other one was looking or grinning as he did so. Not like he hadn't seen every part of him yet.

"Yup" the older one nodded after a couple of seconds and reached out to let his slimmed fingertips trace the outlining of Arthur's skin and muscles. "Been thinking about it ever since you kissed me..."

"HA HA" Arthur said sarcastically at that and pushed the tempting fingers away while frowning. "If I recall it correctly... YOU where the one who kissed ME, not the other way around?"

"Maybe you're right..." the man smirked and sat up as well, the dominant glimmer in his eyes even more tempting than the recent touch had been. Arthur looked away, because he knew that the other one was totally aware of how much that look affected him. "It was such a long time ago... I can't really remember who it was, just that it was fucking hot"

"Shuddup..."

Before the other one could reach out for him again, Arthur jumped out of bed and grinned at the disappointment in those eyes. It was quickly exchanged for a smirk though and he realized to his embarrassment how utterly naked he was right now. Stupid fucking hard thing growing down there for God's sake... DOWN!

He blushed furiously and hurried to pull his boxers on, feeling the blood rush through his veins furiously as he saw the other one still looking at him from the corner of his eye. He knew that sometimes he didn't really care what the other one saw and not... but there were times, those times when he could see the lust in the blue oceans belonging to other, he just couldn't stand being looked at like that. He just felt like he would melt and become nothing but a puddle that the older one could do what ever he wanted with...

Fuck I want that... he thought for a second and felt his entire body being drawn towards the bed again. You're my obsession... my drug... don't fucking give me up for anyone... ever... please

"What is it Artie...?" that kind voice half whispered and there he was, completely surrounded by those gorgeous arms again, unable to get away even if he had wanted to a moment ago. Why that was he couldn't even remember anymore. "You don't want to be close to me..?"

"Yes... yes I do..." he smiled back and closed his eyes as he felt warm lips agains his own, his body giving in to the warmth that once again spread through him. "There's no place I'd rather be..."

"Cliché... Have you said that before?"

"You're a douchebag you know that, don't you?" Arthur sighed and shook his head. Here he was trying to be romantic, all he ever got back was 'Did you perhaps steal that from a movie?' or 'Yes I feel the same for your mother, sorry kid'. And here he had though the other one would be a hopeless romantic...

"I try my best to be..." he got as answer and he wasn't even surprised. But it was charming too... it made him smile, the fact that he hadn't changed since they were younger. He still had the same bad humor, the same bad hair due and bright eyes. As if puberty never got him down or strangled him senseless. He was as careless as ever, and that was a good thing when it came to him. He was supposed to be like that.

Arthur himself..? Puberty had made him crazy, at least that was what his mother had told him the day he came out to her. She hadn't even believed him at first... She had never though that one of her kids would 'become one of those gay people' as she used to say. But after a while, more like months, she had come to understand that no matter how much she denied it, she'd eventually have to accept that Arthur liked dicks more than vags. For him it was so obvious that he did, it was hard for him to understand how she couldn't get it... After several scream sessions and 'I am so disappointed in you Arthur...' he finally realized he couldn't stay like this... So he had made changes. One of them; getting himself a boyfriend that HAPPENED to be someone really close to his mother's life and therefore, of course, he couldn't make it official. Weather that was a good or a bad thing he was still wondering about, but since his lover didn't seem to want it out in the open either, he could live with it, for now.

As long as I don't need to live in a cave...

After spending hours in bed, watching TV, his company had finally grown tired of it and let him go. Arthur spat to his legs immediately, even though there was slight pain in ever part of his body, and smiled as he received wanting glances once more. "You've had your fun" he declared and blinked with one eye as he smiled. "Now, let me go and make you some breakfast, yeah? I'll make what ever you want me to but only if you promise me you'll leave my body alone for a while?"

"Like you don't wanna go again?" Came the response from the bed and Arthur sighed before bending over to collect his clothes from the cold floor. "Just look at how you're tempting me Artie"

"Go to hell will ya?" he smiled back over his shoulder after standing up again and rejoiced as he received an air-kiss in return. "What do you want? For breakfast now, not in bed..."

"Fairy cakes!"

"Don't mock me..."

"I'm not... you said you could bake'em, now do it before I get mad at you" the other one chuckled and leaned his head in his hands, resting on his elbows while looking at Arthur with his big, blue eyes. "Chop chop, work your magic fairy boy"

"I'm not freakin Peter Pan..." Arthur protested before snorting impactfully and leaving the room, blushing as he could hear the other one laughing behind his back. "I'll make the best fucking cakes you'll ever have tasted you sorry ass son of a bitch..." he nodded to himself and hurried off towards the tiny kitchen already thinking through a recipe for his magic potion. "You'll see..."

It didn't take long before he was done. The lovely smell of newly baked cupcakes spreading through the entire house like smoke from a fire... no, what with these bad synonyms? The smell was more like... well the smell of the thing you like the most in the entire world, spreading through the house. Maybe... newly baked buns? But these where cupcakes...

"I love you Arthur..."

He froze in his thoughts and almost lost all feeling in his feet and legs, swaying a bit before slowly turning back towards the blond man with his eyes so bug he could almost feel them about to pop out of their sockets. "I..." was the only thing he could say before loosing the whole 'being able to talk' – thing. The other one just smiled and slowly took the dirty ladle from Arthur's shaking hand as if not wanting him to drop it.

"Don't look so fucking shocked, what did you think..?"

"I..." he tried again and had to swallow before being able to even collect the words together. "I didn't think really..."

"Like always then babe" the other one laughed and gently let his warm fingertip caress the softness of his cheekbone, letting shovers follow with it, down Arthur's entire back. "You're everything... everything I have, everything I need..."

He didn't know what to say, but he didn't have to. He relaxed as soon as the other one got closer, as soon as he felt those warm arms around him, as soon as he felt himself being pulled into that embrace... as soon as those hot lips made his head into a drooling mess and his legs into spaghetti. He wanted this, so bad it hurt when he was without it. He needed this man so much he couldn't sleep without knowing that he was sleeping right there next to him...

He blushed and let a slight moan escape when feeling those warm hands travel down the front of his tight jeans, pushing at the fabric as if it was the most natural thing in the world... to be doing this, in his kitchen...

"I'm nothing without you..." he heard himself say and cursed on the inside immediately, knowing how cheesy that must have sounded. But he didn't get a laugh back this time, only the glorious weight of the other one, pushing him against the fridge with more force than before, the ladle falling to the floor when neglected in the other's hand.

"I know..." came the whispered response... and even though Arthur would probably have taken that as an insult at any other time, he didn't now. Because it was the truth and nothing but the truth. Without him he was nothing. Nothing. Nothing at all.

...

"Arthur?"

He half died of fright as he heard her voice, somehow thinking that she was his mother and it gave him a fucking heart attack. He looked up, still in shock and breather out immediately as he saw he has just fallen asleep in the classroom, his chin rested against his arm on the table, his neck stiff as if covered with ice.

"Yeah..?" he mumbled and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, feeling how fucking tired he was without being able to do anything about it. The night had been fucking hard on him too... he might have told Al he had slept through it, but he really hadn't...

It was the girl from his first day at school. She hadn't spoken to him since then, and he hadn't really payed attention to her name but he had made sure to smile at her in the corridor, just to be nice. She had colored her hair darker now too, it fitted her better than that awful shade of almost ash-blond she had had before. She was smiling slightly, nodding towards the empty place next to him where no one ever sat.

"Sorry that I woke you..." she said hesitantly and bit her lip cutely, not meaning to though. She just was cute in general, but he suspected she hadn't heard that from many people.

"You shouldn't say sorry bout that..." he smiled and moved his bag so that she could sit there. "I was sleeping during class anyway, you just did me a favor"

"I guess" she nodded and her smile grew wider. The others weren't really paying attention to the teacher either though so he suspected the older woman had already given up on them all. That's what it looked like at least, since he hadn't been paying attention at all and now they were assigned to groups and do only God knew what. "Did you hear what the assignment was?"

He shook his head and grinned at her half worried expression. "Don't worry about it" he assured and pointed at the board where the teacher had written everything they needed to know down, before leaving them to their ruin. "I'm pretty smart so I'll figure it out..."

"I'm not..." she sighed, a bit dramatically but that was just cute on her. "I don't even know if I'll make it though math this year... and if I don't my parents will sooo kill me"

"Why?"

She shrugged and bit a little at the edge of her pencil, wrinkling her eyebrows as she was trying to read what the board said. "They just want me to do better in school I guess... but I can't do that when they're just nagging and nagging and nagging at me to do better you know..."

"Yeah..." he smiled and watched her for a while before quickly reading the instructions through. "My parents where like that too, until I moved here even... So I get what you're saying" He smiled at her when she gave him one of those half melancholic smiles herself. "Look..." he then continued and gave her a light thud with his elbow in the side. "Since we can do this assignment in groups, why don't you and me do it together? With my brains and your charms, we couldn't fail, right?"

"Really..?" Her eyes where shining happily, but there was something in her face, telling him that she was so scared tight now that he was only making fun of her that she could just as easily have declined the offer, just to spare her own heart.

"Yes, really" he chuckled and gave her hand a light squeeze, knowing his eyes where twinkling, because she was blushing now. "Now, go get your glasses from your locker, please, you look like your eyes are gonna pop..."

"How did you know...?" she whined and rubbed her eyes while squirming slightly.

"You gave yourself away, you tried to read the words up front but you couldn't right?" he smiled and tiled his head to the side so that he could see her face better. "Why don't you ware them? You have just the face that would go perfect with gasses after all..."

She blushed more and looked away, down at her books. "Nah... they don't like when I wear them..." she then said and bit her lip again. Now when he thought about it, she did that a lot, and you could see it on her lip. It was thicker on that side, as if she had created a lump there.

"What do you mean? Who don't like it? Your parents..?"

"No" she smiled and even though she looked sad, she managed to hide it surprisingly well behind her almost grey eyes. "The ones in class and stuff... there has been a lot of teasing you know..." she was nodding as she spoke, not really wanting to look him in the eyes as she told him, as if thinking he'd start too. "Lizzy" she then said and pointed a little at a girl in the back. "She stopped wearing her glasses a year ago, she couldn't stand it... so I was the only one left"

"You're saying that you really got picked on because of the fact that you need glasses?" A slight nod. "That's just childish..?"

"Maybe..." she said, not really sounding convinced but seeming happy that he had not started laughing at him.

"I get you don't want to use them in school then..." he sighed. "Ever thought of wearing contacts?" When she nodded but seemed like she was going to say something like 'they didn't work that well' he just nodded understanding and then smiled a little. "Then, I'll make notes for you, and you can read them when you get home, yeah? That way, I'll learn from writing it down and you can learn it when you can wear your glasses in peace... sounds good?"

With her nod he felt a slight weight lifting from his shoulders. At least he had a reason now, to study that was. He needed that because he was already behind and he didn't want to stay in school longer than planned. He then spent the rest of the lesson, taking notes and going through the chapter with her. He also made sure to se her name, written with cute little letters on her green note book and made sure he'd remember it this time. She seemed a lot more open after only a couple of minutes and told him about her kitten and her cousin who was totally hot and scribbled her cellphone number on a piece of paper for him as she spoke.

"So say Thursday, after school?" she asked as the bell rang and he nodded with a grin.

"Yes, Jody at half passed four outside the gates, check"

She laughed, her eyes sparkling in a way that made him want to smile as well. She seemed so much more on and happy now than she had been only an hour ago. Maybe he really had made her day, but he definitely knew that she had made his. His mind had wondered off too far away for his understanding that morning. Getting him caught up in lost moments and memories even he himself could not understand anymore. Memories that both hurt and ravished his mind in unthinkable ways, making tears clog up his eyes and blur his vision. She had made the thoughts go away again. Helping people did that to him, thankfully enough.

"I'm looking forward to it" she said and returned his smile again as he sent it to her. He nodded in agreement and she was gone, off to her next lesson as if she had never even been there.

I like her... he though and couldn't stop smiling as he started packing his things. She seems to be the kind of girl that wouldn't mind having someone like me as her friend...

He skipped off into the hallway, pushing the old thoughts and memories as far back in his mind as he possibly could, like always. He shouldn't dwell on the past, not now. Maybe he should tell his mother about her? But that would only make her hope that Jody was gonna be his girlfriend... fuck, that wasn't good. He had realized that when ever he had a friend that happened to be a girl... she had been obsessing about it ever since he came out. Even when he told her for the millionth time that he was IN TO GUYS she hadn't stopped, no. She got him away on a blind date with some local girl instead. Fucking embarrassing.

His phone buzzed and he checked it quickly, heart skipping a beat from both shock and some kind of moving nausea in the pit of his stomach. He shut it just as quickly as he had opened it and made a turn for the exit, needing fresh air as his eyes filled with those annoying tears again.

I never thought you'd actually...

He couldn't even stand up straight as he let the big door fall shut behind him. The yard was empty since the bell had rung when he hadn't been listening. The air was fresh and kind against his skin but the maddening nausea made him bend and sink down against the sounding board a couple of yards away. He needed to puke, or lie down... he couldn't stay like this but he couldn't move either. The phone was no use... he'd just see that again and then he'd definitely loose it.

"I wish I'd never met you..." he mumbled and buried his face in his arms and knees, gripping his cellphone harder than ever between his shaking fingers. "...I wish I would have seen straight through you... wish you could have just left me alone... I wish I didn't love you... fuck..!"

... ... ...

Finding students on the ground was not something Daniel was used too, but he wasn't really surprised either. Students sometimes ditched their work to go out for a smoke, but mostly he found them in pairs or bigger groups. He was more surprised about the fact that it was the new kid he had found this time, and that he seemed to be feeling worse than any kid he had ever seen drunk.

Daniel was not one of those annoying teachers who'd scream at kids he found out there, at least he liked to think that they didn't look at him like that. This time, it didn't take him long to decide that Arthur was not in any condition to get to class and as soon as he had helped the younger one up on his legs he brought the boy to the teacher's staff room.

When they where there, on the comforting sofa with a closed door behind them and two cups of tea on the table in between, he sighed and looked at the blond kid who looked even more lonely in here if possible.

"I'm not going to rattle you out to your teacher or something..." he tried and smiled gently, realizing soon enough that he might be sounding and looking like a psychologist so he stopped. The boy seemed to have pulled himself together somewhat though and smiled gently.

"That wouldn't be a problem even if you did" he said and Daniel tilted his head slightly to the side in wonder. "He seems awesome so I don't think anything horrible would happen even if you did tell him you found me in a puddle of my own misery"

"Ah.." Daniel nodded and scratched his neck, not really used to hearing students talking about feeling bad. "...Tom then, is it? Your teacher I mean" he quickly added when Arthur gave him a questioning look.

"Yeah..." he answered and drank some of his tea, looking a bit uncomfortable. Apparently he hadn't been prepared to be discovered in that vulnerable state and he didn't seem to want to talk about it either. Daniel had forgotten what he had wanted to say to him to cheer him up, he didn't even know how to take care of his own teenager so why should this kid be any different. There was just... something about him that reminded Daniel of himself somehow.

"Look..." he finally said and took some of his own tea before continuing, putting the cup down on the table and leaning forward a little, to take a better look at the young one. "I might be old and grey-haired... but if there is anything you'd like to talk about, just come to my office... Even though you don't really have my classes or anything. I don't want any kid to feel as bad as you seem to do..."

Arthur didn't answer but he was listening, that was for sure. His hands where gripping the cup with tea hard and his eyes where cast down into the light brown liquid. Daniel smiled a little, trying to cheer his voice up a notch not to make the younger one even more depressed.

"Come on" he said and tried to catch the other one's eyes even though it was really hard to get his head into the right angle to see them. "It can't be that bad...? Can it?"

Arthur looked up slowly, his green eyes glossy even though he was smiling slightly. "Depends on how you look at it..." he said and then drank some more. He looked so small even though his clothes said everything but. Daniel just couldn't help feeling sorry for him, even though he knew pity was the most horrible thing you could get while feeling bad.

"How do you look at it then?"

Arthur didn't answer immediately, he seemed to think about it for a while and before he had time to answer, the door opened and one of the female teachers entered, babbling on the phone with one of her friends. The moment was lost and Daniel knew it. Arthur had already put his cup down and was standing up, that sad smile still on his lips.

"Have you ever been in love with someone of the same sex, sir?" he asked as he passed, stopping for just a second to meet Daniel's eyes with his own intense ones. "I have, and when he left me.. I felt like this. Thank you for your time..."

With that, he left the room with his hands in his pockets. Daniel couldn't stop looking at the door after it had closed behind the young one. The female teacher didn't even seem to notice him sitting there. He sighed and poked a bit at the cup in his hands, smiling...

"So that's what it was..."

WAIT WHAAAT? o:

What was that in the beginning! WHO was Arthur with because that couldn't have been AL now could it? Since he was thinking about something that had to do with his passed? o: I am confused myself!

And who was that strange teacher anyway? Would any of your teachers take care of you if you seemed to be feeling bad? :/ That's a question all teachers should ask themselves...

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hope you liked this little chapter too!