Hardly any reviews for the 8th chapter! What happened peeps? If you didn't like the major time skip from one week to a whole month, then I'm sorry I didn't warn you guys earlier. But hey, that's just how it is. I had to do the time skip. But maybe I'll be considerate and write an epologue for this story. Stating what happened within the time skip. And maybe I'll type up the AND NOW going back to the original time line and state what exactly had changed between our characters, like, all of the characters, not just between Gil and Oz.
Chapter 9: Hope.
-Ada, Oz's older sister, had dropped by for a visit. All seems well when it comes to the blonde busty girl, but why did she try to hide something from him? And why didn't anyone tell him before he made a fool out of himself?-
9:00 P.M
It was now nine o'clock, and that meant another 30 minutes and visiting hours would be over, and each patient was to head back to their inpatient dorm rooms quickly right after.
Oz sat outside, enjoying the chilled breeze that gusts through the trees, alongside his older sister Ada, who was sitting beside him underneath the big oak tree. Both blondes were currently enjoying the clear dark blue sky overhead and watched as the odd coloured leaves swayed gently in the wind.
"Do you remember the time when I told both you and dad that I was gay?" Oz suddenly asks, face smiling, but his heart was beating erratically with fear and embarrassment at just what it was he was going on about.
Ada smiles sadly and nods her head. "Yeah…" She certainly did, only because her father's reaction to the news wasn't how she thought it was going to be, hell, it was ten times as worse than she thought it was going to be, shaking her head from that awful memory of her father. She looks back to Oz with a bright smile. "I was pretty surprised that you told me, but it took a lot of guts for you to do." She remarks, smiling adoringly over to her baby brother. "And I was so proud that you did. I always suspected as much, when I caught you trying to put on my clothes." She giggles lightly at the memory of her walking into her room, to find her 10-year-old brother, trying on her high heeled shoes and summer dress.
Oz blushes lightly and scratches meekly at his cheek. "Yeah…You better not've told anyone about that." He scowls at his sister, who only waves that question away with a secretive hum and a sly smile. He only shakes his head with a small smile as he carries on in his explanation. "W-well…I guess me announcing that I'm gay is much easier than actually being gay." Oz states.
Ada tilts her head to the side and peeks over to Oz with curiosity. "What does that mean? Are you saying that you aren't actually gay?" She asks, feeling a wee-bit put off by her brother's statement, if people say they are gay then they should be proud of it, but if they say that they are, just to make people shocked or to possibly make them laugh because it was only a cruel joke to them, then she thought that was a disrespectful. But when she was about ready to scold her younger brother, Oz shakes his head with a smile.
"I'm gay Ada, I like men…And what I'm about to tell you will only prove that I'm gay, because I…" He quickly ducks his furiously blushing face in both his hands as he shakes his head, wanting to take back what he was about to say and just let the tree behind him swallow him up whole.
"Come on Oz!" Ada implores, grabbing her younger brother by the arm as she tries to pull his hands away from his face. "You can't just start to say something, and then turn around and not tell me!" She argues.
Oz shakes his head with a defeated sigh and slaps both his hands on his knees as he pulls them up to his chest to rest his forehead against the bare skin of his knees. "I'm gay because…I think that I…Like…Someone I shouldn't…" he states truthfully. "But I'm not gonna tell you who it is though!" Oz quickly interjects once he sees that his sister opened her widely grinning mouth to most likely ask who it was he had his eyes on.
Ada pouts and crosses her arms over top her large breasts. "And why not?"
"Because." He says simply, nodding his head with a small smile.
Ada sighs heavily and stretches out her long legs, but first she makes sure to hide her panties—because she was still wearing her white school uniform skirt—and folds her legs together tightly, just to make sure. "Fine. Don't tell me." She pouts. "But I expect you to tell me when you and whoever mystery man you have, are in a relationship." She states with a wink and a giggle when she receives a dark blush from Oz.
They once again fall into comfortable silence as they both stare up into the clear dark blue sky, not a cloud could be seen, and there wasn't a star in the sky that they couldn't see. Each star, including the moon were shining brightly tonight and more radiant than both of the Vessalius teenagers have ever seen before.
"I don't really like this school uniform we have to wear at that new school father sent me to…" She states with a small pout to her expression. "All the boy's like to stare, especially when it comes to Psychical Education, every girl in class are supposed to wear short shorts and a plain white t-shirts, so if one girl pours water over herself to cool off—"
"—it's like a front row seat to a wet t-shirt contest?" Oz finishes, glaring heatedly at the innocent grass beneath his hand. "Perverts…" He grumbles disdainfully, as though it was the grass' fault.
Ada nods sheepishly. "Yeah…But don't worry Oz!" She quickly changes her expression. "It's a really fun class, and I always make sure I don't pour water on myself, not until were inside the girls locker room!" She states with a bright smile. "So I'm careful!" She giggles.
Oz couldn't help but smile. "I'm glad to hear that, don't want no smelly perverted boy's staring at my sis!" He says defensively, putting up a small fist to prove that he can be strong and fight if he really wanted to.
Ada merely laughs and waves the remark away. "You sound like an older brother instead of the younger brother." She giggles.
"And for good reason! Boy's nowadays, all they think about is sex, sex, orgy, and hopefully more sex afterwards."
"Quite saying that word Oz!" Ada squeals, holding her hands over her little brother's mouth with a bright blush staining her cheeks. "You're too young to be saying that word!"
Oz smiles mischievously underneath his sister's hand and licks the center of Ada's palm.
"Eeek!" She squeaks in fright as she quickly removes her hands. "Gross Oz!"
"Sex." Oz states with a smile, right after his sisters hand was removed from his mouth. "Body fluids." He adds with a smirk.
"Oz!" Ada hisses, putting a finger over her mouth in a shushing manner.
"Orgy, bent forward and butt in the air!" He laughs.
"Oz!"
Both blondes turn their incredulous faces towards the sound of the horrified sounding voice.
And Oz couldn't help but hold both hands over his widely grinning mouth to his stifle his laughter when Gilbert made his appearance known, a scowl was set on his face, but from the dark blush stained on the older males face, was clear indication that Gilbert had heard every word that Oz had practically shouted out for the whole world to hear.
"What the hell are you doing shouting out those kinds of…Things…!" Gilbert hisses.
Oz laughs aloud and slaps his knee. "Wow Gil! I didn't think you would be able to stand straight when all the blood is rushing to your face!" Oz teases, grinning happily when he notices Gilbert quickly looking away trying in vain to hide the dark blush.
"Oz?" Ada whispers, tugging lightly on her little brother's sleeve. "Is that…Gilbert Nightray…?" She whispers sheepishly, hiding her face with help from Oz's back.
Oz wrinkles his brow in confusion and looks over his shoulder at his blushing sister. "Yeah…" He trails off, looking back to Gilbert suspiciously. "Do you know my sister Ada, Gilbert?" He asks calmly, trying hard to sound nonchalant and uncaring. But with the hard set in his eyes, it was clear indication that he was a bit pissed at not knowing this little tid-bit of information.
Most importantly, why would his sister keep this a secret from him? How long have Ada and Gilbert known each other? And how did they know each other, when none of them have even spoken a word about one another…?
"Oz…" Ada warns lightly. "Don't start anything with Gilbert now…" She pleads quietly, already knowing the look in her brother's eyes. Why was he so mad?
Gilbert looks down to Oz with confusion expressed in his face as he nods his head. "Yeah…Why?" He asks, folding his arms over his chest with a scowl. Oz sounded suspicious; surely he doesn't think that he and his sister Ada were dating. He would've told the kid sooner if he was. Besides, he had a good reason why he didn't tell Oz that he knew his sister. But was it okay for him to announce it?
Oz scowls. "Because, it sure seems like she knows you." There, he finally lost his patience and nonchalant façade. "How do you two know each other?" Oz asks, getting up from the spot on the grass and took a few good steps back from his blushing sister and the confused looking Gil as he crosses his arms over his chest.
"Oz, I know Gilbert…Because I know his younger brother…" Ada announces quietly. "Do you know Vincent?" Ada asks, blushing furiously. "I…I wanted to tell you after b-but…" She trails off nervously, biting her bottom lip and chewing lightly.
"But what? Tell me 'bout what after?" Oz asks, shooting a glare Gilbert's way. "What are you two hiding…?" Oz asks his older sister, feeling his anger starting to get the best of him.
Ada quickly points to Gilbert. "Me and him are NOT dating Oz, if that's what you're getting at. Because—"
"—she is seeing ME Oz Vessalius."
All three heads turns towards Vincent's calm voice and Oz felt his hackles rise.
There Vincent stands, beside the tree with a small smile stretched across his pale face. "Ada and I have been seeing each other for a week now. That is all. I had no idea that you two were related until two days ago actually." Vincent states, looking directly at Oz's seething expression. "Please don't be angry at your sister for not telling you sooner, because we didn't actually know if we were on the same term in our new relationship. We didn't want to put a title on it so soon and announce to everyone that we were in fact dating." He explains calmly.
"So what?" Oz asks, steely glare set on Vincent's mixed-matched eyes. "Were you two planning on keeping it a secret from me until you both figured out what the hell you two are?" Oz asks, shaking his head down to Ada. "You could've told me instead of trying to hide it Ada." He scolds, but then shakes his head with a sigh and give Ada his best little brother smile once he looks back up from the ground. "Because me and Vincent are friends." He chuckles at his sister's incredulous expression. "I would've been happy for the both of you. Even if the both of you didn't know where it was you guys stand." He smiles, before looking towards Gilbert and giving him an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry for trying to get mad…I just…Didn't want my sister dating someone I…" He trails off, unsure and so incredibly embarrassed once realization hit him.
What the hell was he just about to say? Was he actually just going to say, out loud, and in front of Gilbert, Vincent, and Ada themselves, that he didn't want his sister dating someone he likes?!
Oz blushes furiously and shakes his head quickly when he realizes he's been staring off into the distance while leaving his sentence untold for a couple seconds too long. "I just didn't want my sister dating that's all…" He quickly lies. "It's kinda like a protective older brother thing, I guess." He shrugs.
"But you're the youngest." Gilbert points out.
"Gee, thanks for stating that insightful tip Captain-obvious." Oz states, rolling his eyes sarcastically. "But I am sorry Gil, Ada." He says smiling down at his sister. "Do you guys want to do something? Like…I don't know, walk around the hospital?" He smiles. "Since we can't exactly walk out of the hospital grounds any time soon…?" Oz sighs heavily, it sure was a drag staying confined inside the protective and over-bearing walls of the hospital. He wasn't exactly a prisoner, but nowadays, it sure started to feel like he was. He was pretty damn sure he was going more crazy than he was before he came here, what with being locked away inside a hospital for such a long amount of time.
Ada smiles brightly and gets up from the grass. "Sure! Do you want to…Vincent…?" She asks sheepishly, peeking up at Vincent's still smiling face with a light blush and small smile of her own.
Vincent shakes his head. "Visiting hours are almost up, and I have to be heading out soon." He announces sadly. "But maybe this Saturday we could go for supper? That is, if your brother gives us his blessing." Vincent states with a smile as he looks over to the small blonde-haired teenager still giving him a slightly dirty little look. The nerve of that brat. "Would you mind if I take your sister out this coming Saturday?" Vincent asks, masking his displeasure at being stared at so suspiciously.
Oz looks from Vincent's curious expression, to Ada's pleading eyes, and sighs heavily in defeat. "Fine…But what about the hospital Vincent? You're a patient here too aren't you?" He asks curiously. Now that he thought about it, he hadn't actually saw Vincent around when the weekends came and gone. And he also didn't want his older sister dating someone that was a patient for a mental hospital; it was bad enough that she was related to a loony, but dating one? That was a whole new dangerous ground she was carelessly treading on.
"I'm only an outpatient." Vincent states proudly. "I don't have to stay 24 hours inside the hospital every day of the week, so I can come and go as I please, and have free time every Saturday and Sunday." He explains thoroughly with a nod of his blonde head.
Oz really did like the man's face, only because his face looked a lot like Gilbert's. He quickly shakes those thoughts out of his head and smiles approvingly at Vincent. So Vincent wasn't a total nut-case like he was. And he didn't have to stay inside the hospital all the time like he did. So…What exactly was the problem with Ada dating Vincent? His gut was telling him that something didn't feel right when it came down to Ada and Vincent dating, but he just shrugged it off as a "protective brother" roll again.
Oz grins in delight and gives the two blondes two thumbs up. "Go have fun this Saturday guys." He smiles.
Ada couldn't help but grin widely at her little brother and give him a quick hug before looking back over to Vincent. "Where are you going so soon?" She tries hard not to pout, but the pout was clear in her tone of voice. She didn't want to be needy or clingy, but she hadn't seen Vincent at all today or yesterday. She actually really did miss him.
Vincent smiles over to Gilbert and lightly puts a hand upon his older brother's shoulder. "Me and Gilbert here have plans. I'll pick you up Saturday, at your apartment again I assume?" The blonde-haired man asks gently.
Ada nods. "Yes! Remember where I live or do you need the address?" She asks sheepishly.
"I have it." Vincent reassures, than looks back to Oz with a smile. "Will you be accompanying me and Ada this Saturday? Or do you already have plans?" He asks casually.
Oz shakes his head and thumbs towards the hospital. "I have to stay here all day, every day, even on weekends." He sighs dramatically. "But if only I could have someone sneak me outta here, just for the night and drop me off back at the hospital the day after…" He sighs again, hand over his forehead for dramatics as he groans begrudgingly.
Gilbert rolls his eyes at the obvious display of Oz hinting at him to sneak him out. "Please, you can't go anywhere, not without Break's permission and not without taking me along." He announces with another roll of his eyes in exasperation at the mere thought.
Oz smiles darkly over to Gilbert. "Ohh…Reeeally…?" He purrs mischievously.
Gilbert felt the blood drain from his face and his palms start to sweat at the tone and knowing look on the younger male's expression. "I don't like that look in your eye…" He nervously takes a step backwards.
"Ohh Giiillll…?" The blonde-haired teen purrs, lacing his hands behind his back as he rocks back and forth on the heels of his shoes. "Wanna do me a favooour…?" He grins deviously.
"No." Gilbert answers quickly, shaking his head furiously. "Hell no. I'll get in trouble if I sneak you out! Because seriously? It's only been a month since you got here, and Break isn't going to allow a patient as new as you, out."
"Then sneak me out." Oz smiles.
"Hell no Oz! My job is on the line!" Gilbert argues, continuing to shake his dark coloured head.
"Please Gilbert?" Ada interjects, putting her hands together and staring up at Gilbert's scowling face with big pleading eyes.
Gilbert felt his resolve start to shatter away at the mere look in the younger girl's eyes, but he shakes his head and tightly shuts both his eyes in order to not stare into them. "No." He deadpans.
Soon, Gilbert's eyes snap open wide when he feels a pair of small hands on both his forearms, and sure enough, when he looks down, Oz is looking up at him with puppy dog eyes, and a small smile on his face.
"Please Gil?" Oz whispers. "It's only for the night…I'll be back in the morning too." He drums his fingers on the man's forearm and leans in closer, his chin resting upon the crossed arms of Gilbert's.
Gilbert wanted to turn tail and run like hell away from the devilish child, but the fact that he was this close to Oz, without being a stuttering blushing mess, was a new high for him. He felt great, and the fact that Oz was just so close to him, he didn't want to move. Now Gilbert was seriously thinking that something was very wrong with him, mentally.
"I want to spend time with my sister before she leaves on Monday…Who knows when I'll be able to see her again…" Oz frowns, eyes falling to the center of Gilbert's open collared shirt, seeing the smooth skin underneath, he shivers and closes his eyes. "And I'll owe you a favour back…Whatever you want, whenever." Oz whispers quietly. His eyes fluttering open and they lock eyes instantly.
Something deeper was being said through their eyes, a hidden meaning was clear in Oz's words, and something, like a spark, or an electric bolt went right through the two, and it was done. Nothing more was needed to be said, they both got exactly what the other was saying. All that they needed to do, was act upon their sudden ideals and imaginations and make it real.
"Okay…" Gilbert trails off, then sighs heavily and pinches the bridge of his nose. "I can't believe I let you get to me…Again…" He hangs his head.
But just as he does, he suddenly remembers Oz was leaning against him—with the boy's face merely inches away from his own—and when Gilbert opens his golden eyes, they stare widely into surprised emerald eyes. Their foreheads were touching.
With a bright blush settling across Gilbert's face, he quickly backs away and wrings his hands together nervously.
"S-sorry." He quickly mumbles out.
Oz merely tilts his head, touches his forehead lightly, and smiles small at the warmth he felt seeping in through his bones. "It's alright." He smiles, shakes his head with a light chuckle.
Vincent stood further away from them both, with a dark scowl and eyes narrowing. Something clearly was up with the two, he suspected as much before, but now…Now something was clearly happening, his brother, his only sibling left, and his only family member, was slowly being taken away from him. And with the likes of a child! What can Gilbert possibly see in the brat? Oz Vessalius, the mere name struck a nerve in Vincent's usually calm demeanor. When he first saw the boy inside the hospital, he knew he was a Vessalius and because of that, kept his distance, he noticed the boy's staring in Expressive therapy and so on as well, and didn't mind at all, people always admired him from afar, but he would be lying if he wasn't just a bit disgusted that a Vessalius was ogling him. The boy was a Vessalius, the name that the Nightray family oh so despised. And Gilbert of all people, a fellow Nightray, was put under the boys spell!
But he still had his plan…He made "friends" with Oz, and they hung out on numerous occasions inside the therapy classes and lessons. But he still wasn't as close to Oz as Gilbert was. He still needed more time…
"Vincent…?"
Vincent blinks out of his cruel thoughts of the child across from him, and looks down to Ada Vessalius, who was standing at his side the whole time during Gilbert's and Oz's exchange of knowing looks and shy spoken words, and he plasters on a fake smile. "Yes?"
"Didn't you and Gilbert have to go somewhere?" Ada reminds him nervously, smiling small towards the man at her side.
Vincent nods his head and looks back to Gil, who was still wringing his hands together and staring intently at Oz, who was staring right back at him, with a smile stretched far too widely across his devious little face.
"Brother! Are we still leaving?" Vincent reminds his elder brother, he was trying desperately and hard not to raise his voice and completely lose his temper.
Gilbert shares one last glance at Oz, before he sighs heavily and nods his head. He suddenly wanted to stay, if it meant Oz was going to be here. "Yeah, wanna head to the car? I'll be there soon. Its 9:30 now and I have to escort Oz back to his dorm room." Gilbert states, shoving his hands into both pockets of his black boot leg jeans, as he casually leans his hip to the side.
Oz smiles happily. Now was the time to apologize for his earlier behavior to Gilbert, and now was the time where he could freely be himself around the older male and state exactly what was on his mind about their new situation he himself, had put them through. But firsts things first.
Oz turns his head towards Ada and smiles sadly. "I guess this is good-bye, until we see each other Saturday sis." He announces.
Ada smiles sadly and nods her head. "Yeah…"
Both Vessalius's walk towards each other with smiles alight on both of their young faces as they only embrace soon after, with a laugh, childish bickering, and light punches as they gave one another a quick hug.
"I miss you already Oz." Ada states sadly.
Oz merely shakes his head with a light chuckle. "I'll see you though Ada. So be good until then, and I will too." He smiles broadly, giving his sister one last light punch to her slender arm, making sure to only knock her gently to the side before they step back and head towards both of their Nightray men awaiting patiently behind them.
Ada takes Vincent's hand shyly and smiles happily at Oz and Gilbert. "Good night you guys! I'll see you both Saturday!" She states happily, before she and Vincent walk away.
"Good night Vincent!" Oz waves, smiling.
Vincent merely nods his head into Oz's direction with a fake smile, before he and Ada turn away and head into the direction of the parking lot on the other side of the hospital. Watching the retreating figures of both Ada and Vincent until they are both gone from his vision, Oz sighs heavily and turns around with a smile directed to Gilbert.
"Smooth." He states with a laugh.
Gilbert quirks an eyebrow and scowls at Oz. "What is?"
"'Its 9:30 now and I have to escort Oz back to his dorm room'." Oz quotes Gilbert's exact words with a sly smile. "Last I checked, I had to be escorted back to my room at 10 o'clock."
Gilbert blushes brightly and he swings around and turns his back to Oz with a scowl. "Let's just go, little devil." Gilbert hisses.
Oz only laughs and quickly skips off to Gilbert's side as they both head into the direction of the inpatient dorm building. "So, I'm a jerk huh?" Oz states bluntly.
Gilbert raises his eyebrow and looks down to Oz. "What? Why?"
Oz rolls his eyes and lightly pushes Gilbert to the side, only managing to move Gilbert an inch away from him, before he easily steps back into rhythm at his side. "You know why I'm a jerk…I…Pushed you away when you were only trying to help earlier." Oz mutters, he really hated talking to others about what exactly he felt and what was bothering him. But now, with Gilbert, it was easy, a bit nerve racking, but it was easy talking with Gilbert, this new sense of…Whatever this was that was now happening between them, was a whole new thing that Oz just has to get used to, if he ever wanted to remain at Gil's side.
"So…I'm sorry for being a jerk. Still best friends?" Oz asks, wanting to take Gilbert by the sleeve and pull him into a forced embrace, but sufficed with merely a bright smile and a light knock of his knuckle on Gilbert's arm.
Gilbert nods his head. "Of course, I think I was the one being pushy and wanting to force the information out of you, so…I'm…S-sorry too..." He smiles lightly and bumps his elbow into Oz's side shyly.
As they head closer to the dorm building, both sharing shy and nervous glances without the other knowing, and the both of them sharing the comfortable silence, they finally stop right in front of the dorm building. And as they stand side by side at the doorway, both of them still exchanging nervous glances towards each other and as the silence stretches on, something was needed to be said, something was needed to be shared, something must happen now and fast before the moment was over.
But they both didn't have a clue on what exactly it was that they hadn't already said and done. Maybe something more was needed to be said and acted upon, but they didn't know what exactly it was that they needed to do.
So with a defeated sounding sigh from Gilbert, the older male takes Oz's sleeve in his hand and pulls the teenager towards him and…with a bright blush stained across his face, and with trembling lips and hands, he pats the boy on the head and heads off without another glance and a word.
Oz, now standing alone at the doorway, merely chuckles lightly and holds his head. 'At least were getting somewhere…' Oz shakes his head and groans lightly.
"Now what's supposed to happen?" He asks himself quietly. He turns around and opens the dorm building's door with a small displeased look and steps inside, he closes the door behind him and looks around the dimly lit hallway, and everyone looked to already be asleep, so with a shrug, he walks down the long stretch of hallway and heads to the stairs located just across from the front door. His heart feeling crushed underneath an unknown weight...His head was telling him to turn around and run for the safety of Gilbert. But the unbearable dread and despair was slowly engulfing his entire being.
His depression was getting to him. He felt it surrounding him on all sides, the inevitable feeling of...Loneliness.
His mind was racing with possible scenes of he and Gilbert, some good and some bad, but most were fun and happy. The mere thought of them together made Oz's insides churn and flutter uncontrollably at the thought of being complete, and whole once again. But he also knew that he was going to make a mess of things between them sooner or later, if they ever decide to take a step beyond friendship. But is it worth it?
Oz thought so. But did Gil? And the biggest question was, did Gilbert feel the same way about him as he does to the security guard himself? Did the 24-year-old even know how it felt to like someone, and yet know deep down inside that it could never be? Oz definitely knew. Because what was happening to him now, emotionally, was the thing that Oz was trying hard to prevent from ever happening since the first time he ever set eyes on Gilbert.
So he was alright with liking Gilbert, and knowing that nothing could ever happen between them, and he was internally hoping that Gilbert did NOT feel the same about him. He was hoping that Gilbert would be the responsible one, and deny anything emotional that may or may not transpire between them. He liked that idea. But it didn't mean that he didn't feel hurt from the thought.
If Gilbert didn't like him, it hurt yes, but he was alright with that. Oz could freely announce that he liked Gilbert—to himself, not to anyone else—and that he would be alright with staying by Gilbert's side, even though he knew nothing could ever happen between them.
But at the same time, a little voice in the back of his head was nagging at him that he should care, and that he should put it to action. But he knew better not to. And it hurt with that realization.
Oh Mah Geeerd! Inner turmoil!
Also, keh keh keh...Naughty little Gil...Like I said he IS a 24-year-old MALE with NEEDS. And apparently...No no, I won't say a darn thing...Hopefully you guys like this chapter more. This one was pretty long, and the chapters are just gonna keep getting longer as we progress, I don't want a story that has 46 chapters and so on, that's just too long!
What if my muse leaves me? So I'll probably keep this story to 25 and over. If I'm lucky and you guys continue to support this odd story!
Tah!