Part two of a two part update. . . .

I'd kissed Tiberius, I'd kissed him then ran away.

God I must be going mad or something. Tiberius was definitely Nasir, there couldn't be any question about it anymore. I'd loved Nasir my whole life and here I was running away from him because I now knew without a shadow of a doubt that I'd found him.

I threw all my weight behind the next punch and almost knocked Barca on his ass.

"Agron!" Oenomaus yelled from where he'd been help Crixus.

"SORRY!" I yelled back, "Sorry!" I yelled again, at Barca this time. I'd run away to 'Oenomaus' Gym' and talked Barca into practicing some blows with me. I was so out of it I'd almost punched Barca in the face and not padded target he held at least a dozen times already.

"That's it, we're switching!" he growled, Barca was big and scary and now angry.

I was going to die.

~~o~~

I'd come in almost two hours early for my 5:30 shift at 'Minerva's Supply Closet' Not that my boss was complaining, according to Sybil my timing was perfect as Pietros had to go home early. Something about his 'Friend' -we both think he really means 'boyfriend'- having gotten a broken nose.

I'd accidentally broken Barca's nose too, he'd boxed my ears and left after that. It must be a bad day for noses.

"You're so troubled today!" Sybil said from behind me, "Look at this, you're mixing up as many colors as you put away."

She was right too, I'd made a huge mess of the fabric paints and dyes. I groaned, "Sorry Sybil, I'll clean it up."

"And I'll help," she replied, already sorting through the mess I'd been making. "Don't look so scared Agron, I'm going to fire you over a bad day." Sybil reassured me, she wasn't even looking at me.

"I'm not worried about that," I snapped back and grimaced. Sybil had always been a great boss and here I was biting her head off.

I looked over, she was checking labels on different red dyes, and not looking at all bothered. I envied Sybil; nothing ever seemed to ruffle her feathers.

"Sorry," I repeated.

"Sorry won't clean this mess up Agron." Came Sybil's cool reply as she passed me some blue dyes. "So are you going to tell me what's put you in such a foul mood?"

"Well-" I wasn't sure what to say or how to say any of it. I was saved having to reply why the bell at the shop entrance chimed. "I'm going up front!" I declared jumping to my feet.

Great, I was running away again.

The customer turned out to be a pair of middle aged moms looking for stuff to scrapbook with. I pointed them off in the right direction and decided to hang out up front at the cash register. I really didn't want to talk to Sybil about the whole Tiberius/ Nasir issue.

I few more people came and went, Sybil sorted out my mess, she seemed to realize I wasn't to keen on explaining my 'foul mood' because she told me she'd be doing stock in the back if I needed her.

I was more than happy to hang out in the front alone.

A few hours into my shift, day-dreaming about the dinner break I'd be going on soon, 'he' came in.

Of course he'd show up. After I cried, kissed him, ran away, and avoided his calls all afternoon. Tiberius knew where I worked, he knew I had needed to leave for work by five too. I'd really brought this on myself by ignoring him. Still, knowing all of that really didn't stop me from ducking behind the counter like a total loser anyways. And I mean like a total 100% grade 'A' loser.

From my hiding spot I prayed Tiberius would assume I was so busy avoiding him I hadn't even come in for work today. The clacking of shoes on concrete that stopped right by the check-out counter told me I had no such luck.

"You do realized that I had saw you from outside right?" Tiberius stated, leaning over the counter. "Plus you're pretty tall, I can still see the top of your head."

Cursing loudly I made no move to stand.

"Talking to the top of your head then am I? Fine with me." Part of me was praying for Tiberius to leave until I got my head sorted out, the rest of me wished he would never ever leave my side. Ever.

"You know I was wondering, why would a guy that's so into me just kiss and run? I couldn't figure it have to admit, it makes no sense." Tiberius confided to the top of my head. "But, then I thought about. Assuming you haven't been lying to me, assuming this whole "Dreams About The Spartacus Roman Slave Rebellion" story isn't just a story; then I'm sorry."

I froze at that, that wasn't what I'd been expecting at all.

"Agron I am sorry, so sorry. This whole thing, you and me, it must be ever more weird and fucked up for you than it is for me. I mean, living your life dreaming about someone only to find they're a real person but different." I could hear Tiberius moving around above me. "That's why you ran isn't it?"

Unsure of what to do now I just sat there. "Yeah, I just couldn't-"

"-Handle it?" Tiberius cut me off, got he was doing it again, acting like the Nasir I knew. Does he really just get me like that?

"Gonna stand up yet?" Tiberius urged, tugging lightly while he played with my hair. "I like you Agron, a lot. I mean I've walked by the shop five times today waiting till I saw you at the counter to come in."

Neither of us couldn't help laughing at that, and I finally made myself stand and face Tiberius. I had to. I'd wanted him for as long as I could remember, he was the only person I'd ever wanted, the only person I'd ever want again. I owed it to him to stand and face him. When he was Nasir, we'd always faced each other, always stood as equals. Why should Tiberius be any different?

Reaching out Tiberius caressed my cheek, looking straight at me and locking me in place."I'm not Nasir, I never will be." He told me, staring me down-up- as if asking me to challenge him on this.

"I know."

He kissed me then. There was no questioning, no careful testing, just passion and I rose to match him in it. He tasted like peppermint gum with underlying tones of his own special flavor. This time I didn't run.

Then Sybil cleared her throat.

"It's time for your break Argon," She was grinning, holding a stock box of paint brushes. "I'll watch the till, go and take your boyfriend out."

I opened my mouth to tell her that Tiberius wasn't boyfriend, but something in the way Tiberius smiled made me say: "He isn't my boyfriend, yet."

This isn't actually the end, there's a fair bit more to write but I feel like the rest is more Nasir/ Tiberius' story rather than Agron. I also hate changing view points, sure switching with each chapter can be kinda cool, but it feels wrong to start after 9 chapters. So, the rest will be coming as a second story: Ambrosius Echo.

Anyways thank you for reading and everything, and as always: till next time, ha det bra! :3