The orange, crimson, and purple colors danced in the sky as the sun set. C leaned against the railing of the flight deck of the ship watched the sun make it's descent. His golden locks seems to shine more than usual in the evening colors. B leaned on the railing next to C. "It's beautiful on the ocean. Nothing to block the view."
C narrowed his eyes and rested his face on his hands, "How many died in that time B?"
B smiled and leaned against C, "More than needed. And enough to total up six life sentences."
C closed his eyes, "I missed you..."
The sun disappeared behind the horizon B looked down at the water, "I still-"
C interrupted B, "Talk is cheap." C turned around and left without another word.
B sighed and stepped down to the fantail of the ship and lit a cigarette and stood next to Matt. "You seem to be the all knowing..."
Matt smirked, "Well... What do you want from him?"
B sighed and watched the photo plankton along the bottom of the ship as it pressed on through the ocean. "I guess I just want what we used to have before he left and I ran away." B stared at his cigarette.
Matt sighed and closed his video game, "It's been my experience that someone as strong willed as C needs to be shown you're worthy of their attention. He has a very commanding aura about him, we both know someone similar." Matt gave a soft smile, "Sometimes you have to bully the bully."
B stared into the darkening water as the photo plankton lit up the bottom of the boat like millions of tiny green stars. "Just clarify one thing for me… What does he mean by 'talk is cheap'. I know that it means anyone can say anything but…"
Matt cleared his throat and flicked his cigarette, "It's a dare… Coming from someone like him? I can only guess, he's a hard guy to read and he doesn't say much, he's the, 'say what needs to be said and silent type'. Mello… Heh, isn't."
B gave a soft smile as Matt touched his shoulder and walked back inside. B looked up at the night sky that seemed to be endless and full of stars. B closed his eyes and sat on the floor of the fantail and leaned against the ship.
"C! Look what me and L found!" B and L came running up to the blonde boy at attention listening to the man in the wheelchair.
"Go on, son, you can go play. We'll talk later about this matter." The older man smiled and wheeled himself back to his servant.
C turned around to the two boys, "L and I. Would be the proper English phrasing. What did you find?" His intense eyes fell on a baby bird cradled gently in L's hands.
L muttered timidly, "It fell from its nest and the mother wasn't around."
C lifted his eyes from the bird and stared into B's deep scarlet eyes. "What are you going to do with it?"
B threw his arms around C, "Let's all raise it!"
C arched an eyebrow, "You do understand that's physically next to impossible… Right?"
L looked down at the baby bird, "Can we try?"
C sighed and removed his scarf and wrapped it softly around the bird, "Well, autumn is slowly turning to winter, you'll have to keep it warmer than your hands. You will need to research a food source, what stage in life it is in, and what living conditions it prefers. I'll not let you two kill it because you were misinformed. Lesson number one: in all things in life, never. Ever. Be misinformed. Know your obstacles or opponents fully before confronting it first hand or head on." C held the bird in one hand, the bird seemed to be so much smaller in his adolescent hands versus L's smaller child hands. "I'll take care of her until you know more information."
B and L gave each other an excited smile and raced each other to the library. C looked down at the bird, "Buteo Regalis. Come on, let's get you food." The bird seemed to eye Caspian and climb itself to his shoulder. C walked inside and placed a piece of raw meat on a plate and set the bird on it.
B watched him from the doorway of the kitchen, L walked past B and began rattling off facts. "It prefers the open areas, usually dryer, arid climates, however, is commonly found in England and other parts of the northern hemisphere, it is the Ferruginous hawk, by now the parents have moved south, most likely a late hatch and was abandoned, it's an osprey. A bird of prey, normally will hunt ground squirrels, prairie dogs and other small prey, it's the largest of the hawk family, this particular one is rare, it's a dark morph. Can I play with it now?"
C smiled and pulled a chair out for L, "She needs to learn to fly for this coming spring, her wings are too unstable now, but she's a great climber."
L looked at C puzzled, "You knew?"
C smiled at the bird, "Birds of prey are my favorite, I've always been fascinated with their evolution."
B stood behind the two of them watching the bird, "How do you know it's a girl?"
C smiled and clicked a couple times getting the hawk's attention from her food and she waddled over to him. He pulled her wings out, "She's approximately two months, so, she should be flying sooner rather than later, so, you might need to teach her to fly inside. Although, she's very underdeveloped for her age, most likely a runt."
L smiled and held his hands out as the hawk hopped into his hands grabbing onto him with her talons, L flinched a little in pain, "I'll call her Angel." C smiled as the hawk hopped up to his shoulder and clicked into his ear, "Come on, Angel! Let's go study!" The hawk braced herself on his shoulder as he started running narrowing her wings in mock flight.
B sat next to C and tapped his fingers on the black marble counter. C leaned over and gently kissed B's cheek. B turned beet red, "Wha-!"
C smiled, "I like you. Get over it." B gave a half-whit smirk, "B? B? Hello? Beyond?"
B smiled at the memory as he still heard his name, "Beyond? Are you okay?" B opened his eyes to be met with C's bright blue eyes. "Matt said that-"
C was silenced with a deep kiss, B wrapped his arms around C's crouched body and pulled him down to the floor with him. B gently touched his cheek, and parted the kiss, "I like you, get over it."
C laid in B's lap a little dumbfounded and smiled as he looked at the sky, "I think I can handle that."