Asylum

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Ding...Ding...Ding...

"Hey? Hey are you ok?"

Ding...Ding...Ding...Dong

"Hellooooo?"

"Spirit?"

"Spirit!"

At the sound of his name, his head snapped up, blood curls bouncing. Confused blue eyes flickered up to meet annoyed gold.

"What? What happened?"

"Class ended and you were staring at my ass is all."

Spirit laughed, leaning back in his chair to stare up at the older boy, "Ah I see. Sorry Death," he stood up. "Its lunch right?"

The black and white haired boy nodded once, brushing his light bangs out of his eyes to peer down at the somewhat shorter teenager. He stepped back so he could step completely from behind the desk and they fell into step beside each other as they walked out of the classroom.

"You seem pretty out of it today? You ok?"

"I'm fiiiiine," Spirit sighed, "just fine."

"Lies," Death put an arm around his shoulder to stop him and then waved out into the air with his free arm, "Lies everywhere."

"Dude," he knocked off his arm," stay off Facebook. It's rotting your brain!" He begun to walk away and Death jogged to catch up with him.

"You're a cruel, cruel person Spirit. Facebook is my life," he struck a dramatic pose, "it's all I have!"

"This is also why you have no friends...besides me of course."

"Oh we're friends now!" he threw his arms over his shoulders from behind and set his chin on his head, "you absolutely despised me!"

The red head huffed but didn't shove the boy off him, just continuing to walk and dragging him along. Death seemed content with this, all but breaking out into song as he hummed a small tune. Besides that, the halls were oddly quiet and Spirit wondered just how long he'd been...'staring at Death's ass' for all the students to already be out of the school and eating.

"What'cha wanna eat today, Spirit?"

"Urg I dunno. Whatever I guess."

"Geez, why are you so useless?"

Spirit shrugged to the best of his capabilities and tilted his head back somewhat so he could glance at the older boy. He was grinning as always, gold eyes shimmering in the sunlight as they stepped out of the building, still very connected. It was these brief moments that Spirit noticed how his cheeks flushed in the heat and how his eyelashes were specked with white. There was the tiniest gap in between his two front teeth and his lip was cut in the corner, skin scabbed over in a weird way.

"I know my butt looks pretty good but my face too?"

Spirit flushed and his eyebrows drew low over his eyes and the corners of his lips turned down. They'd stop walking shortly before the stairs and he hadn't noticed when the other had shifted to look down at him at a comfortable angle. Death had one eyebrow raised and his mouth was set in a teasing smirk.

"Your butt is horrid," he paused to savor the look of utter rejection that flashed across the others face, "your face is much more pleasant to look at."

"You're so mean!" Death cried dramatically, breaking away from Spirit in favor of running down the steps.

To ensure he didn't die, Spirit ran after him, huffing softly as he chased after the older but more immature boy. They were halfway down the street by the time Spirit had caught up with him, all but throwing himself at the others back and they toppled over on the sidewalk.

"God, people are either going to start suspecting that you're mentally disabled or we're hopelessly in love together," Spirit complained, shifting to sit on the other boys back and crossing his arms over his chest.

"Well, you seem quite content up there! The second option is quite pleasant, don't you think?" Death inquired, craning his head to examine the other boy's expression.

Spirit blushed and hit him in the back of the head, cringing at the crack it made when it connected with the concrete. He rolled off after that, standing up as Death managed to sit up, rubbing his head and giving Spirit a look a kicked puppy would probably give. He rolled his arms in return, choosing instead to walk down the street. He wasn't surprised by the sound of following footsteps or the other boys renewed humming.

Damion "Death" Orleans was a weirdo. Kind of a social outcast but somehow at the same time immensely popular with the ladies. Guess it was his charm or perhaps just his weird but good luck. He was sixteen and lean with a smile and laugh that could almost outshine a baby's. He was hopelessly stupid on many levels and way too silly for his own good and Spirit had to put up with him.

He found himself not caring as much as he should probably.

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"Spirit! Death!"

They looked up at the call of their names and a blonde and black haired girl squeezed into their booth. Spirit tilted his head, pressing himself against the wall as the blonde smiled at him, lettuce hanging from his mouth with sauce smeared across his chin and burger still in his hands. Death was in a similar situation but was chewing and smacking loudly, making the girl next to him snicker.

"I think I'll have what he's having," the dark skinned girl joked.

"Oh Mira, whatever he's having I bet it's gross," the blonde made a face, "he makes such odd requests."

"It's normal!" came Death's garbled reply, swallowing hard with a cringe. "I didn't get anything extra."

"Kami, don't joke about his food," Spirit warned, "he'll bite your fingers off and feed them to Choco."

Choco was Death's weird gerbil who would eat absolutely anything given to him. Seriously. Spirit stuck his finger in his cage and the deviled thing cried to chew it clean off. Anyway, the group of them laughed, Spirit struggling to not hack as he tried to swallow around the breath taking noise.

Kami struck his back lightly as if sensing his predicament and he sent her a grateful look, clearing his throat and shaking his head slightly. The two newest additions stood and walked off to order the same cheeseburger. If they were choking on it, it must be good.

"Hey, Spirit?"

The red head glanced up, shoving fries in his mouth after taking a glance at his watch. They had ten minutes of lunch left and it took seven minutes to get back to the school, four if they ran. Seeing his attention had been caught, Death set his food down and looked at him intently.

"Your mom goes to Polar Hills Asylum, right?"

Spirit frowned but nodded slightly, "Yeah. What happened?"

Death shook his head, "Oh nothing. You know how I volunteer there and all?" the boy nodded, "Well this kid I know said he knew you. Stein?"

Spirit blinked at the mention of the white haired boy. Really, he'd kind of forgotten about him, instead choosing to worry about how he was going to pass an upcoming Science exam. It had only been a day since he'd last seen him which meant there were only two more days until the next visiting day. Thank god tomorrow was Friday. (TGIF!)

"Yeah...Stein…tried to ruin my chances of having children," he pouted.

Death laughed, "He tried to ruin my face…remember when I came to school missing that tooth last year?" Spirit chuckled.

"So Stein likes to greet people with pain. How wonderful," he said with false amusement.

"Death! Spirit! We're totally gonna be late!" Mira cried, unwrapping her burger and biting into it.

Kami was already trying to devour hers and Spirit snickered, picking up the remainder of his sandwich and dragging Death up to his feet. He quickly threw their wrappings in the trash and they all ran out, chewing and trying not to choke on their food. Running for four minutes wouldn't be too bad as long as no one tripped.

Stein could wait for Saturday. Being with the handful of friends he had now was too entertaining to worry about a little insane kid. Even if that kid was no doubt lonesome.