Vik gave Kitt a smile as they left the apartment. He wondered how things would go with his parents after Kitt and himself became an item. If they became an item.
Kitt, while very adamant about trying new things with him, still didn't say anything that hinted at a relationship. At the moment, they were just fooling around, which wasn't any different from what he and Edvin were doing. But Kitt did say something about wanting him to only think of him, but that could have just been in the moment. After the shower, he had said nothing about it or anything else for that matter. He had grown rather quiet.
Speaking of Edvin, how would he react to this? Would he just laugh it off or would he be heartbroken?
They rounded a corner and out of the corner of his eye, he could see Edvin standing there watching them. No, he was watching him. His eyes almost burning him from afar. He knew it was a bad idea to sleep with him. If he had only waited, he could have figured this thing out with Kitt.
To his horror, the red head started towards them. This could be bad. Edvin didn't do well with rejection. He thought about steering Kitt and himself out of the other boy's way, but what good would that do?
Edvin gave Kitt a small glare and he watched as the two of them stared daggers at each other.
Edvin's eyes turned to him. "Where did you run off last night? I was waiting for you to come back."
He mentally cursed. He had completely forgotten that he had slept with Edvin only hours ago. Now he could feel Kitt's gaze on him and it wasn't the warm look he had been getting all morning. Instead it felt rather cold. "I had more important things to be doing." He could almost smack himself for his lack of tact.
"So after all of that, you had better things to be doing?" Edvin's face fell for just a brief second, before looking back up at him with anger. The boy had every reason to be angry with him. He did take his virginity that night.
"I'm sorry." He would have continued, but Edvin backed away enraged.
"Keep your apologies to yourself." The other boy turned his back and began to leave. "If you think for one second that I will ever forgive you for this, you will be mistaken." And with that the other boy stormed off.
He turned to his side to look at Kitt, but the other boy was avoiding his gaze. "Kitt…"
"What were you doing with Edvin?" The other said finally looking at him, but now he wished he hadn't. He had never seen Kitt look at him with so much distrust.
He sighed. "We were just messing around. Like you and I were." Again he cursed himself. It seemed that wasn't the answer that Kitt wanted.
"So you touched him the same way you touched me?" The other boy said backing away from him.
He tried to shake his head, it wasn't the same at all. "No, it was different."
Kitt still kept his distance. "How is it any different, huh? From how he was going on, you had to be doing more than just touching. Was that your game? You tried to confuse me so you could sleep with me, didn't you!" The blue haired boy eyes were filled with nothing but rage. There was nothing he could do to stop this. His actions had sealed his fate.
"It was more than that!" He tried anyway.
Kitt laughed. "How so? You almost had everybody fooled. Were you just going to use me the same way you used him. You wanted to dominate me that way didn't you?! You wanted to humiliate me!"
"That was not what I was doing! If you would listen for a couple of seconds instead of screaming at me, then maybe you would know the truth." He said, getting angry himself as an old feeling was starting to make its presence known.
"Truth? What truth? From what you have shown me, you're really good at hiding it. How long were you screwing Edvin?"
SMACK! He didn't even remember smacking Kitt. It just happened. He wanted the truth, but could he really handle it. Could Kitt really handle more than his feelings? Could he handle the monster that lurked beneath?
Kitt looked up at him with tears in his eyes. "I trusted you. I thought we were friends, maybe even more than that."
He looked down and away. He couldn't keep doing this. He shouldn't have been messing with either of them. Neither of them would be able to handle it. "I'll speak with my brother." He felt the pain start, redness starting to come over his vision.
"What?" Kitt sounded confused, but he didn't look up.
Instead, he turned his back to him. "You'll need a new partner, won't you. I just can't be trusted. If you don't want to see me again, I understand." And with that he ran. He could hear Kitt calling after him, but he ignored it. The pain in the back of his mind was becoming too much. He needed to get away from everyone.
He barely made it to a clearing before his world turned red. Everything around him began to twist and turn. In the back of his mind, he could hear it laughing. It wanted out. It wanted to play.
He heard something fall to the ground and as he turned the area around him started to engulf him in darkness. His magic was slipping from him. It was doing all of this on its own. It had been locked up for too long.
Behind him, he could hear its footsteps, before speaking. "It's been a long time, 55."
He tried to back up, but it only stocked forward. It looked just like him. Only it was younger, its eyes forever keeping that shade of red. If he didn't know any better he would have thought that he was looking at himself at 14, before he knew the truth. Back when he was a drone of Fiore.
"I missed you. Can't we be one again?" It said offering him its hand.
He shook his head violently. He had left that name years ago. He left that part of him.
"Why not, didn't we have fun?" It said scooting closer.
"No we didn't." He didn't even realize that he had spoken out loud. "I don't like to kill people."
It laughed. "That's not what you said then. Remember our Master? Don't you want to help him?"
He covered his ears. He didn't want to hear this. He didn't want to see it. He didn't want to relive this.
"VIK!" The sound of his brother's voice, cut through the darkness like a knife.
He opened his eyes. The darkness was gone.
Looking down at Vik, he could see that his eyes were halfway to their kill state. His brother had been trying to keep it from coming out. He almost smiled, wasn't this what he had just spoke about with Karma and Warner?
"What have you been up to?" He asked, knowing full well what was going on.
He watched his brother fidget. "I'm sorry. It just tried to push itself out. I just got into a fight with Kitt and Edvin and it just kind of happened." He watched as Vik looked down at the ground, the boy seemed ready to break into tears.
He placed his hand on Vik's shoulder, teleporting them away from town. They needed some place quiet to discuss this. When they reappeared they were surrounded by trees. "Now what happened with Kitt and Edvin?"
Vik locked his jaw together, not saying a word.
He sighed. "I can't help you unless you tell me. Now I will ask again. Why are Edvin and Kitt mad with you? And why did you almost go into your kill mode?"
Vik kept his face down. "Because I'm stupid."
"Why would you say that?" He asked, sitting down on a nearby log.
"I thought that Kitt was straight. That he would never be interested in someone like me, so I slept with Edvin. After that Kitt kissed me and now both of them think that I used them." Vik turned his back to him. "My head started to hurt and I ran. I didn't want it to hurt anyone. I've already done enough of that myself."
He let out a huff. "Who would have known that my baby brother would be such a man magnet?" He knew this was serious but at the same time it was hard for him to imagine that the boy that showed up three years ago, who was scared of his sexual orientation, had two guys that wanted to be with him.
"It's not funny, Bickslow! Now they both hate me and I almost became 55 again!" Vik yelled, getting in his face.
"They may be mad now, but eventually they will calm down. And you did well. You know that you don't want to be 55 and that's good start." He said, ready to ask his brother about the training.
"But what if they don't? Both of them looked so crushed." Vik said, not even focused on the whole 55 thing.
"Trust me. They both like you and Edvin came back after you messed up everything at the ball 3 years ago." He said snorting to himself.
Vik blushed. "Yeah, but I didn't take his virginity then." The boy covered his mouth, but the damage was already done.
He couldn't help it, he was on the ground. "Well if he wanted to see you again this morning, it had to be good. And if you stayed the night with Kitt, I don't think that he's going to stay away either. Eventually one or both of them will understand that this was all a huge misunderstanding." He said with his voice evening out again. With that Vik came and sat next to him. He laughed before he gave him a pat on the back. "Besides, they'll want another piece of you."
His brother gave him a disgruntled look before crossing his arms. "Is my love life the only reason you brought me out here?"
His playful smirk, faded away. "No, I have something rather dangerous to ask of you."
He almost smiled as he watched his brother cock an eyebrow up at him. He had peaked his interest. "What could be more dangerous than what we are doing now?" He knew what Vik was talking about. Raven Tail was dangerous enough.
He sighed. "Earlier you almost went into your kill mode." He looked up at his brother finding a slight look of fear in his eyes. "Warner, Karma, and myself are trying to learn how to use that mode without going off the deep end. My own training has gotten me up to about 20 minutes. Warner is up to 15. If both you and Karma train yourselves, we can be more powerful than you could possibly imagine. This war would be over in a matter of seconds and so many lives could be spared."
Vik shook his head. "That mode doesn't exist to save lives. All it does is kill without thought or emotion."
"Maybe that's what we need. Vik, I'm not asking you to do this for me or anyone else. I'm asking that you do this for yourself. If we don't learn how to control ourselves in that mode, we could all wake up one day and destroy everything we hold dear." He stated, watching his brother beginning to waver.
Vik finally picked his head up. "What do dad and papa think about this?"
This time he looked away. "I didn't want to bother them with it. You know how they get when either of us bring out the weapon thing."
Vik gave him a half smile. "So I wouldn't have to worry about 55 anymore?"
He smiled. "If we get lucky we may get two more faces on our side."
He watched Vik blink a couple of times. "You don't mean….they wouldn't turn on the Master. OW!" He bobbed his brother on the head. He wouldn't stand for Vik calling that monster master.
"25 and 32 just need to see the truth for themselves. They may be loyal to Fiore now, but I remember another young mage that was once perfectly loyal to that goon." He said, watching his brother's expressions. "If we do this, you can't tell your boyfriends anything, nor can you tell anyone for that matter. This stays between us weapons."
To his surprise, Vik nodded. "I'll do it. Maybe a change in scenery will be good. It will give Kitt and Edvin time to cool down."
He smiled, reaching his hand out. "Welcome aboard."
He couldn't believe this. Why didn't Vik tell him about Edvin? Did he want to keep the two of them from knowing about each other? If he wanted that, wouldn't he have steered him away from Edvin this morning.
"Oh look who it is, the home wreaker." Edvin said sneering at him.
He growled. "Look asshole, you're the last person I want to see right now!"
Edvin looked confused for a second. "What? You don't want to deal with me after you stole him from me!"
"What are you talking about?! Vik used me!" He said throwing a punch at a wall.
Edvin then did something he didn't expect. He smiled. "So you left him alone then?"
He froze. "You still want him after that!"
The other boy chuckled. "Of course I do! If you're out of the picture, then he is available."
He tilted his head to the side in confusion. "But he cheated on you with me." What was with this guy, was he delusional?
"Technically we weren't dating, so I can't really call it cheating. I was just mad that you came into the picture. I thought I could finally have him for myself." Edvin admitted.
He blinked a couple of times as the words sunk in. "Wait, what?"
"You really are stupid. If you didn't notice, Vik is in love with you." The other boy said with disgust.
In love with him? Now that he thought about it, Vik seemed beyond happy about him kissing him and everything that had happened after that. "But that can't be. He was with you." He stated, barely believing that Edvin was saying.
The other boy gave an annoyed sigh. "Why couldn't it have been me? If Cecilia didn't come into the picture, everything would have been fine."
"Who is Cecilia?" He couldn't help but ask the question out loud.
Edvin looked away. "My fiancé. My mother arranged it before I was born."
"Do they know that your…well you know?" He asked, not looking the other boy in the eye.
"Gay? No. I think my mother would faint. I have an image I have to keep up. Remember, son of the Prime Minister. I don't get to have a life of my own." He could hear the dread in Edvin's voice.
For the first time since meeting the red head, he felt sorry for him. Not only because of his life, but because he took Vik away from him. "I'm sorry."
The red head glared at him. "I don't want your apologies. I want to have something for myself for once. Is that too hard to ask?"
"We should find Vik. It's the only way we can sort his out." He sighed. "Last time I saw him was moments after you ran off."
"So we'll just track him down and ask him about everything." Edvin said, leaning against the wall of the building.
He looked down. "That may be harder then we think."
Edvin squinted his eyes together. "What do you mean?"
"He thinks that I don't want to see him ever again." He said sadly.
Edvin perked up a bit at this. "So I have a chance then?'"
"Is that all you got out of this conversation?" He said glaring at him.
"Hey, all is fair in love and war." He chuckled.
"Let's just find him before I punch you in the face, pretty boy."
"Whatever you say, blue bimbo."
To Be Continued…
Author's Note
Ducks under her desk and awaits thrown objects. Please don't kill me. This just seemed like the best way to get Edvin and Kitt to talk and Vik needed to be separated from them to talk with Bickslow. This will also allow Edvin and Kitt to get to know each other. Also Vik needs to work out his issues with that part of himself. This will also allow Vik to bond more with the other weapons and maybe a change in the dynamic in the Kitt/Vik/Edvin relationship. If you can't tell, I'm playing around with the idea of them being in a three way relationship. I bet that won't go over well with everyone, lol.
This chapter would have been out on Sunday, but I had my computer crash, not once, not twice but five times in the middle of typing and let's just say I was pissed. I had to start over multiple times. I was hoping to get two done this week, but it didn't happen. I'm hoping that I can get more written for both of my fics, but over the next two weeks I'm moving. I'm going to try and get a chapter out next week, but it may not happen. Again sorry for the inconvenience.