A/N: I got this idea a while ago and I've been mulling it over. I have nothing better to do so I thought I'd write it. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis Fowl but as a fangirl, I can "pretend" I own him, it's not like he's kept in a secret room under my house or anything.

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Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

Artemis lowered the pointer and turned to address the room, six men in suits stared back at him. The Fowl genius smiled, bringing the slim black mobile phone to his ear.

"Please excuse me for a moment gentlemen."

They nodded, some returning the smile, and Artemis bowed his head graciously, leaving the room swiftly and shutting the door behind him. Once in the privacy of the hallway he spoke into the phone.

"Yes?"

There was a pause before a very familiar voice answered.

"Hey Artemis! Long time no see, it's Oliver."

Artemis gave a start, then smiled, though no one could see it.

"Oliver, it indeed has been a long time, is there something I can do for you?"

There was a chuckle and the genius' smile widened.

"Actually yeah, listen there's a party coming up, strictly invite only and you're invited my little Irish beauty."

Artemis shook his head, still smiling.

"And what is the occasion?"

"..."

Artemis frowned when Oliver didn't answer, he switched the phone to his other ear and tried to coax the other man to speak.

"Oliver."

"... Zack's engagement party."

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It had been two years since Artemis had graduated from St Bartlebys, which also meant it had been two years since he'd seen his friends. They'd stayed in touch for a while, seen eachother over the summer, talked on the phone, web cams and the Internet. However when the small holiday drew to a close and the real world opened its doors for the boys, contact with eachother gradually dwindled until Artemis never spoke to any of them.

He was always busy with work, he had a criminal empire to run and now that he wasn't distracted by school, it demanded his full attention. He was no longer a child, there were more windows open for him and he'd quickly lost track of everything not concerning the Fowl name. Which meant his friendship with his three lovers had ended.

Artemis had assumed they had forgotten about him, just a pretty fuck they'd had at school, nothing important to hold onto. In a way he was right, the little circle of white card told him that.

It was an invitation to Zachary O'Connell and Samantha Collin's engagement party, held at the O'Connell's mansion. Those who were invited were required to bring the invitation which would be sent through the post and a gift.

Artemis had brought both, the card he held in his right hand, ready to be presented at the door, the gift under his left arm. It was a beautiful and highly expensive waterford crystal platter. It was good and general, as Mother had advised something for their new home. Juliet had suggested poisoned wine, or maybe a bomb filled with urine.

She had to be removed from the room by Butler because Artemis had started agreeing with her plans.

Once through the doors and security Artemis placed his gift on the "Gift Table" and wandered off to find someone he knew.

As Artemis slowly moved through the crowd, making sure to avoid the largest gaggle of people, obviously surrounding the happy couple themselves, he was suddenly embraced from behind. Artemis gasped and was ready to pull out the tazer Butler had given him, when he was spun around and brought face to chest with Oliver Reilly. The dark skinned man beamed at him happily, hands resting on the genius' upper arms.

"Artemis! I haven't seen you in ages, and look! You're still stunning." he said, looking the smaller man over, running his eyes down the slim black dress the Irishman had on. "20 years old and you still look like a girl. How do you do it?"

"Trade secret." replied the genius and allowed himself to be hugged by his old friend. "Hello Oliver."

Oliver released him and slipped his hands into his trouser pockets. He stared at Artemis for a moment, looking thoughtful and just a little wistful. Artemis cocked an eyebrow.

"Is there something on my face?"

"No, just the perfect features I remember from when we went to school."

Artemis smiled shyly and Oliver grinned.

"Shall we take a walk? Find the others." asked the taller man, jutting out his elbow, Artemis took the invite and slipped one gloved hand into the crook of Olivers arm.

"I suppose."

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Yeah so like... anyone want this to continue? I won't write it if no one's interested. So... to test the water's, I put up this little tid-bit. Review and tell me.