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Mickey climbed out this car. His mother, who was in the driver’s seat, had a sadden face as she looked back at her boy. Mickey knew she didn’t want him to leave. She wanted him to get back in the car and then go back home with her. Though she also knew why he was going to his school, to stop his father from finding him. If he found her, the most that would happen was she would have to come home. But if Mickey was found, his father would kill him… His father always thought Mickey was trouble just waiting to sneak out. Now it had happened. He had convinced his mother to run away from home with him. Yes, they were still where rich, but it wasn’t a castle like his old home. Yes, he missed his kingdom, but it was for the better then he wasn’t killed in front of all of them. Mickey helped so many of them; they made Mickey someone they held close their hearts. If he were to die, all their hopes and dreams would be crushed. There Michael when again. Though he was the one being forced to hide out in a private school far away from his home, he was still thinking of all the people that he couldn’t help anymore. Mickey truly was a good person

The black haired boy walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk after his sad mother unlocked it. He pulled out the two large suitcases and his one strap book bag. It looked like a lap top case but it wasn’t. It was a book bag. His laptop was in one of his suit cases. Mickey closed the trunk throwing the book bag over his shoulder. After debating in his head whether or not to, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold letter with his signature stamp on it. Leaving the suitcases on the ground behind the car momentarily, he walked to the driver’s door. "Here, Mom" Mickey said softly handing the lightly tanned black haired woman the letter. “Oh, Mickey” She said taking the note as tears spilled from her eyes. She quickly got out the car and hugged her son. “I love you baby, remember to e-mail okay?”She sobbed softly before releasing him. “Okay, I will” Mickey said before walking back to his suitcases. His mother smiled softly as she got into the car and wiped the tears from her eyes. Michael picked up the bags and started to walk up to the school as the car drove away. His poor mother would now be alone all day in their house, probably waiting for Mickey to E-mail her. She was very dependent on Mickey being okay. She didn’t know what she would do without the boy.

Mickey walked up to the office and asked for his information. The woman honestly took forever like she did it on purpose because the boy bothered her busy office life. Michael pushed that pass him though. He was better than someone who would drop low enough to yell at the woman. Mickey looked at the map and started to head to the building that looked big enough for all the dorms. He had really good luck with direction. The quiet boy made to the dorms quickly because he knew how to read a map really good too. Mickey walked into the building seeing a list of some kind at the end of the hall. He guessed that was the dorm listing. He walked over to it, and because he was so quiet he didn’t even make sound. Michael scanned the list over seeing his name. ‘Dorm 7 with… Malcum’ Mickey thought softly staring at the paper. He turned back to the dorm rooms walking up to the number 7 dorm. There was expo marker board on the door. Mickey guessed it for names of the people in the room. He blacked hair boy took out a marker and started to write on the board. ‘Michael or Mickey dorms in this room with _____ and to enter please knock, do not enter without permission. For this is rude, no one wants to be barbarous and primitive right? Thank you glancing over this at the least. ‘Michael wrote before recapping the marker and unlocked the dorm number. He looked around the room. It looked really nice; it was almost like his castle. After setting his stuff don’t out the way by the door, he started to search the room, just to know what all was in the room. He was definitely a curious one.

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Malcum Kartor, with a bag slung over his shoulder and a high air around him, was striding down the hallway of the dorms. He had gone here previous years so he knew where everything was. He walked stright to the dorm assignments and checked the list. Dorm seven with some kid named Michael. Great. At least this year it wasn't with some snobby girl like last. Luckily she dropped out.

He then picked up his bag and made his way towards the door. He looked up at the board and blinked. So the kid was already here and he took up the whole board. He rolled his eyes and erased all that the boy had wrote and grabbed the marker. He wrote his name in fancy lettering with a large M and then did the same for Michael's (or Mickey's as he wrote). He stared at the board for a moment then let out a soft chuckle. He wrote off to the side 'The M&M's' and then capped the marker, put it back, and opened the door to the dorm. He glanced around before his eyes landed on the tanned boy. Hm, not bad looking, he thought

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Mickey’s head snapped to the other as the door was opened. Curious, he walked out of the room he was exploring and looked at the other. He didn’t look half bad actually, which was surprising for Mickey to think before he rarely ever liked anyone. Though this Malcum looked a little on the ’didn’t give a crap’ side. Mickey didn’t like this thought though. He didn’t like people that just sat around and did nothing. He hated it actually. And sadly that was the only vibe he was getting. Mickey wasn’t stupid. He could tell he was wearing colored contracts and he was positive that wasn’t his natural hair color. What honestly was real about this boy? He loved to help people, yes. But he hated it when people changed their appearance. How can you help someone when they hide who they really are? Mickey shook the thought from his head, actually shaking his head on accident. “If you haven’t already guessed, I’m Mickey” He whispered, though whispering was his natural volume tone. It took a lot to get him loud actually.

Mickey walked over to the couch and sat down figuring that the other wanted to talk to him before he went off on his way. Mickey looked up at with his naturally black colored eyes excepting him to repeat his name probably then ask him a question about himself. That is how introduction went right? Mickey didn’t really know, the only time he really talked to people was when he was helping them. He didn’t have friends, just people he needed. Mickey’s head looked over at bags when one of them started to squeak, then his playful little pet mouse, named mouse, came crawling out. Mickey had forgotten to take him and his cage out his suitcase. The mouse looked around before seeing Mickey. Then it ran over to him; the little thing even got up on the couch without help. Mickey picked up the animal and started to pet it before looking back up at Malcum, guessing that he would assume that it was his pet. So Mickey didn’t need to state it, right?

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Malcum threw his bag against the wall and strode over to the couch. He plopped down on it and lounged. He stuck his hand out for Mickey to shake. "Yeah, I figured as much. The name's malcum if you haven't figured that bit out yet." He then looked down at the mouse in Michael's hand and reached his other hand down to pet it with his thumb. He chuckled as it nibbled on his hand. "Cute. So, what's the mouse's name?"

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Mickey looked over at Malcum went he sat down. He didn’t really know if he wanted to be that close to him at the moment. Mickey liked to help people but that didn’t mean he liked to trust people. Half the time he didn’t. There was just too much hurt and evil in the world to trust people right off the bat. Mickey continued to pet the mouse. It looked so happy to see him. Mouse had to be his one and own friend. The black haired boy pushed his hair back and out of his face as he turned and looked back at Malcum. His hand was out expecting Mickey to shake it. Michael put his hang out to and shook his hand. He never understood this form of greeting. It just looked ignorant. “Nice to meet you Malcum” Mickey said softly to the red haired guy that was sitting next to him making him feel uncomfortable.

Mickey watched as Malcum petted his mouse. His mouse was so cute sometimes; it actually started to nibble on his hand. He figured that Mouse was hungry. “Mouse” Mickey said softly back to Malcum, hoping that he would get it and not coming back with something stupid like ‘well I know It is a mouse, what is its name.’

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Malcum nodded at the name. "Cool. I had a snake named Snake once. It was a 8-foot long cobra. Harmless as can be, though. It never bit anyone or tried to attack and he liked to give kisses. Everytime he met someone he would lick their face." He chuckled while reminiscing. "It was quite cute, really..." He sighed lightly then looked away from Mouse and back to Mickey. "So I take it this is your first year here? What grade? Wait, let me guess. Umm... Junior?" he guessed randomly.

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Mickey looked at Malcum when he said he too had a pet named after what it was. Michael always thought himself weird for never giving the mouse an actual name, but now he guessed it wasn’t that weird was it? That or he was rooming with someone just as weird as he was. In Mickey’s opinion that was good though, now there was no need for name calling or any bickering about the weird things that when on in the room, because the other did just about the same weird stuff he could see too. Mickey being well Mickey had zoned out listening to Malcum talking about his harmless snake. He didn’t rejoin the conversation until he asked a question. Michael was good with picking through people’s dragged out talks and rants.

“Yes, I’m new, no I’m not a junior, I’m a sophomore. “Mickey said softly looking down at the mouse, who seemed to curl up in his hand a fall asleep. Maybe Malcum wasn’t so bad, he did seem rough around the edges though, so Mickey still had be careful, which since Michael is always careful so that should be an easy task for Mickey to pull off. “What grade are you?”He finally asked back in a quiet manor. Michael just was never a good speaker. He like being quiet; though, getting his point across of course.

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Malcum noticed that Mickey had zoned out a bit and couldn't help but chuckle. "I'm a senior. I've been here for four years and each year I get a new roommate." He looked back down at Mouse. "Cute. He's asleep," he pointed out. "Would you mind if I held him? He looks soft."


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Mickey looked over at him with a slight frown. 'wow a different roommate every year, that must suck especially if he was really close to them' Mickey thought looking at the red head sitting next to him. He had nice features, it wasn't completely unimaginable that some of his roommates got together with the other. Mickey looked down at the mouse when Malum said he was cute. "oh sure, he doesn't bite or anything. He is a really good pet"Mickey said in a mouse like voice, it was so soft. He really didn't talk a lot.

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Malcum smiled and gently took the mouse from Mickey's hand. He stroked along it's furry back and chuckled lightly as he twitched. "He seems like a good pet." He then sighed. "I miss Snake. He was so big that he just wrapped around my shoulders and waist. And he was such a good pet that I could take him into Wal-Mart without anyone getting bitten or him trying to eat anything. He was amazing. The best pet I ever had." He then looked up at Mickey curiously. "So, out of curiosity, why is it that you wear that trench coat? Oh, and how do you like it here so far?"

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Mickey frowned a little. He thought it was cute when he started petting mouse but when it started becoming sad from missing his snake, he was kind of sorry that he brought it up. He didn't want Malcum to be sad. He didn't like anyone being sad. Michael looked down at the trench coat when he was asked why he wore it. He wore it so much he didn't feel normal if he wasn't wearing it. He loved his trench coat. The hood about covered his face so when it was up you couldn't see his face, which worked great when escaping. Mickey paused guessing he wanted an answer to both question. He thought for a second, before searched his deep resourceful pockets before pulling out a note and handing it to him before getting up and walking out the room. He would have stayed for him to read it but, it was weird giving someone a note then staying. It was still weird just because Malcum saw him leave. He would definitely have to work on that.

In the note that Malcum now held was a explanation to both questions, though he just got the questions two seconds before. There were still definitely tricks up Mickey's sleeves that Malcum would learn about later probably though Mickey knew Malcum would prove an interesting roommate. Especially since he just left and he already disappeared from the hall, he was fast like a mouse for sure.

In the letter was a note that read the following...

Dear Malcum,

The reason I wear this piece of clothing known as a 'trench coat' is because it has enough space in the pockets to kept all my belongs that I need to keep with me at all times, like my letters, which is a secret that you can know, or at least not yet. There is much more time for that of course. Now for your second question, I quite enjoy this place of learning quite well and look forward to staying and being taught here. Do you? Don't write back. Just inform me when you see me again, for I am highly sure that you do not how to type up things like this quite as fast as I do. I am a master at this specific task.

As to where I went, I will tell you. I went to the faculty’s grounds to discover the culture if I may. If you would like to join me please meet at the pool of moving water in the front of the school in about 5 to 10 rounds on the second hand of a time device. Preferably in 5 rounds for I am quite in the mood to snack on something. I would love for you to follow this message. Thank you

Love,

Then there was a little symbol in the shape of mouse head for the signature. For this was how he signed all his letters. It was his signature, and had been for many years.

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With eyebrows raised he opened the note and read it thoroughly. "Five rounds of the second hand? Pool of moving water in front of the school? Clever one he is. Yeah, I'll meet ya there in five minutes. Now where to put Mouse..." He looked around for a but then shrugged and slid the rodent into his hoodie pocket to sleep soundly. He nodded to himself and walked to the bathroom to check his appearance. Mickey really isn't that bad-looking. His skin looked soft and his eyes are mysterious along with that soft voice of his. How can someone look so perfect? I'd definately characterize him as a 'pretty boy'. He grumbled under his breath realizing that he had forgotten to put on his eyeliner this morning. He went back into the room adn dug through his things before pulling out a black pencil. He quickly strode back into the bathroom and applied it, then brushed his hair through once, making sure it hung on his shoulders perfectly. "There," he nodded then walked out of the dorm and towards the 'pool of moving water' in the front of the building.


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Mickey as he said he would, five minutes later showed up at the water fountain in front of the school. It was 5 minutes on the dot, which was normal for Micheal. Right on time as always. The only time he was never late was because he was trying to avoid going in the first place so he could be late to try and get out of it. It never worked usually for he couldn't help but to show up and the most he had ever let himself be late was about 5 minutes. He was just not a tardy person. Mickey's hood was up and his to way jacket was zipped up one to about his collar bone the other zipped up to his thighs so he could walk. He looked like he was a dealing something, or possibly death, just because the hood over so much of his face, all that was left was shadow. Micheal, a few moments after showing up, sat down on the edge of of the fountain running his hand along the water. This wasn't just to make Malcum read, it was a test to see if he could follow directions. This time he when nice on him, next time would be harder. He had to remember you have to learn to walk before you can run.

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Malcum couldn't help but chuckle as he strode up to the fountain. "Why so serious, Short, Dark and Mysterious? What's with the hood and the covering of the face?" He questioned as he sat down beside him, making sure Mouse was still asleep in his pocket. "Oh, and by the way, you are quite clever by the way you worded the directions. Simple to figure out, but clever nonetheless," he commented. He glanced over lazily at Michael with his lined eyes. "So why this location? If you wanted it to be romantic or something you should've waited until nighttime. This spot looks amazing at night."

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Mickey shrugged. He didn't know why he liked this style so much, he just did. For such a good person, you would think he had a bright sense of fashion. "i just like it over my face"Mickey said softly continuing to moving his hand through the water liking the feeling of the running water across his hand. Micheal looked up at him with a small smile. "really? thanks"He noted softly to the compliment. Michael wasn't use to getting compliments beside how nice he was and on occasions how cute he was. Mickey shooked his head. "oh no, i just randomly picked a spot i saw when i was walking to the dorm. "Mickey commented softly feeling like he was talking to much, he was talking much more than he usually did.

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Malcum chuckled to himself as he listened to the quiet boy talk. "Well, it's good that you don't care what people think about how you dress. I love guys like that. Though, I'd like if you pulled it down for now so I could see your face. I dislike talking to pretty boys that want to hide themselves." He smiled as Mickey told him how he came up with the spot. "Well, it's still amazing at night. The moon reflects off of the water and it seems like you can hear the stars twinkle. It sounds almost like they're singing to you. It's after hours, though, on weekdays so I come on the weekends, but one time I came during the week when there was a full moon and it was magical. Every light on campus was off so I could see the stars brilliantly." He paused for a minute. "There's going to be a full moon tonight and I planned on coming out here. You can join me if you'd like."

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Mickey blushed a little when he heard that Malcum wanted him to pull down his hood because he didn't like pretty boys to hide their face. "what if i don't want to show my face?"Mickey asked not making any effort to stop playing with the water to pull down his hood. Michael turned a little looking at him again before looking back down at the clear water. "that sounds beautiful i would love too"Mickey said softly but you could tell the secret happiness in his voice. Another realize he liked to hide his face, you couldn't read him as easy with his face hide.

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"If you don't pull your hood down I won't give Mouse back to you." He replied with a smile and a devious glint in his eyes as he pulled the still snoozing rodent from his pocket and brought him to his lips. He kissed the top of Mouse's tiny head. "Well, I'm going to be leaving the dorm around eight twenty-five. Oh, and I'd advise you to wear swim trunks and just bring a shirt with you. We're gunna have to hide in order to not get caught." He devious glow in his eyes grew as he grinned.

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Mickey frowned seeing his mouse. "that's low"Mickey said with frown before taking off his hood, why was he the helpless hero in this situation? Mickey looked at him with curious eyes. "okay"Mickey answered before putting his hand out for his mouse to be returned. He was a good guy, but that didn't mean he listened to all the rules

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Malcum pouted a bit not wanting to give up Mouse to his owner. He nuzzled him with his nose once more then handed him over. He looked up at Michael's face with a smile after a minute, though. At least he had taken his hood off. "You are quite gorgeous. You know that right? You really are," he complimented. He then leaned back on the smooth concrete ledge and leaned his head up to the sky. Closing his eyes, he breathed in. "I love nature."

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Mickey smiled taking the mouse back. He then put it in his pocket were he would be safe with all his other belongings. Mickey looked back at the water when Malcum said that comment about him which made his blush more noticeable. "shut up, i am not"Mickey said back looking away so Malcum couldn't see his face. "now he was facing the front of the school which actually was a beautiful sight too. The whole school was beautiful.

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Malcum thought for a minute. "Okay, you're not," he paused, "in your opinion at least. In my opinion you may just be one of the most beautiful males I've ever seen. No lie, I swear." He flashed a smile over at the teen then looked back up at the sky. "Sometimes I wonder what it would feel like to fly. Ya know?" He sighed. "I tried to once. Jumped off of the roof of my house. It's two stories high. All I ended up doing was breaking my neck and left arm. After that was healed I tried to again. I jumped off of a bridge. I was attatched to a bungee cord, though so it didn't feel right. I'd like to jump out of an airplane sometime. I think that'd quench my thirst for adventure. Then again maybe it wouldn't." He sighed again, this time it was a longing sigh. "Maybe if I ever get to do it you should accompany me. Ya think maybe? I think it would be funner with a friend."

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Mickey frowned greatly when he continued. "shut up i am not"Micky said splashing him with water as pay back for making him blush. "well if that is truly your way of trilling yourself then go away."Mickey said softly back to him, he was starting to feel a little more comfortable around him which mean he would probably start talking more. "no thank you i'm good not jumping out of a plane"Mickey answered back quickly not wanting to jump out a plane and die.

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"Hey!" Malcum shouted with a laugh and he splashed Mickey back. He then pouted a bit then smirked slightly. He reached over with both arms and pulled Michael backwards until he was close to his chest. He held him securely and set his chin on top of the shorter boy's head. "What if I held you like this the whole way and promised that you would be safe no matter what happened? What if I said that if something went wrong I would promise to land beneath you so you wouldn't get hurt as badly? Hmm? How about then? Would you go with me?" he asked in a soft voice.

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Mickey jumped up after being splashed. "Aww you suck"Mickey said in a little of a pout. "um?"Micky asked curiously as he was pulled into Malcum's arms. "no, i don't jump out of planes especially if one of us i going to get hurt"Mickey said before slipping out of Malcum's arms. He was really go at escaping and Malcum wasn't even trying it seemed. Mickey looked back at the water before getting an idea, but for it to work he would have lead Malcum a little more.

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"Aww, but who cares about me? I'm more worried about protecting you, Sir. Michael." He laughed lightly. He then turned sideways and laid back on the siding of the fountain with his head in Mickey's lap. "Oh, look how convenient this pillow it. Ah, someone loves me to send this comfy pillow right where my head was going to rest." He closed his eyes in content.

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Mickey looked down at him when he laid his head in his lap. "what is with you? you just have to touch me don't you?"Mickey said before slipping out from under him and laying his head on the concrete that made the rim of the fountain. He stood up and looked back at him. "hey if you are that bend on touching me, come get me"Mickey said starting to walk backward, so he could tell if he was coming or not, ready to start running at full speed the second he got up.

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Malcum raised an eyebrow at his request. Come and get him? Either he's opening up and flirting with me or he's plotting something. I'd guess the latter. Oh well. Malcum sat up on the ledge and then slowly looked up at Mickly with a glint in his eyes. "You do realize that I ran track, right? And played soccer. If you plan on running, you better start now." He slowly stood up and then shot straight towards Michael.

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Mickey giggled a little at him. "you still won't catch me, even if you were the track star"Mickey said happily before seeing him shot up at him. Mickey flipped around and took off full speed. He was really quick actually, he was managing to slow start to get way, though he started running after Malcum. Malcum definitely had his work cut out for him if he wanted to catch him, especially when he got on the roof to one of the buildings. Mickey had seem a roof with low roof trailing and ran to it like he was cornered before hopping up and catching it, pulling himself up. Before looking down at Malcum, and taking off across the room. Climbing the roof was fair right? They didn't exactly make rules to start with so anything was game, Mickey guessed

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Malcum 'hmmph'ed as he kept chasing the boy. He's like a mouse himself. Damn he's quick. At this, he began to run faster and, doing the same thing as Michael did, he pulled himself up onto the roof and continued the chase. He was beginning to gain on the dark-haired boy now.


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Mickey smiled hearing him still chasing after him. Now the real fun would begin. "hope you're not afraid of a little trouble"Mickey yelled back before seeing a opened window on the second floor of the building they were on. Though they were on the roof of a two story building, Mickey jumped right off it and swooped into the room of the open window, which happened to be the teacher lounge. "hmm, you think there would be teachers in here."Mickey said before running out the room and down the hall slipping into one of the room's with an open door to either hide or at least jump out the window of. Mickey smiled not seeing a teacher in the room before slipping to the back of the room away from the door and near a window just in case.

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Malcum quickly followed Michael into the room and followed him down the hall. He then walked into the classroom he was hiding in and looked around. "Here mousy, mousy. Where ya hiding?" He laughed lightly, searching the room with his eyes.


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Mickey leaned up against the desk, he started to moved across the floor slowly hearing Malcum's footsteps coming closer and closer before he looked up at the window. They were still on the second floor, could he make that? Sure he could, and with that the black haired boy jumped up and ran straight for the window jumping out of it falling straight to the ground. "whoa, that worked better then expected"He said feeling his legs a little shaky but okay from the landing. He then took off again running this time starting for the dorms. Running inside he went straight for the stairs and ran up the them downing with same with the next floor. For something so fast you would figure he would tired out, but no not mickey.

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Out of the corner of his eye he saw a blur jump out the window. His eyes widened. We're on the second floor! He ran over to the windown and hung his head out of it, looking down and saw Mickey stagger, then take off running once again. He couldn't believe his eyes. I wonder if he's flexible too... He smirked at the thought then shook his head. He looked both ways and saw a drain pipe. He grinned. Once figuring that the pipe was sturdy, he swung out of the window onto it and slid down it gracefully. He looked up just in time to see Mickey slip into the dorms. And the chase was still on.

Upon entering the dorms, he followed the running footsteps up to the second level and looked down the hall. "There you are ya little sneak!" He took off after the quick little mouse.

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Mickey laughed happily seeing that he was able to keep up with him. That would come in handy later hopefully. "I won't be for long"Mickey stated before taking off up the next flight of stairs. Now having had that slight moment before to catch his breath, he was able to jet up the stairs and the next ones all the way across the next hall. After about third floors they were probably nearing the top so Mickey need he need a way to slip out the building. He smirk as right when he when he finished the third of that group of stair running there was a room with the door open. He didn't even think before running into the room and climbing out the room starting to scale his way down the building by sliding a little catching himself and doing it again. He got down the ground again in record time before running off again having so much fun with this game.

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Malcum sighed and took off after him again as he made his way up the stairs. As soon as he reached the top of those stairs he had just made it to the top of the other ones. He admired the kid's stamina and speed, that was for sure. He dashed up those and another set of stairs before seeing him slip into a room. malcum ran inside it and looked out the window. He was scaling the freaking building! He shook his head in disbelief and then shrugged. This was going to hurt. He climbed out the window and jumped straight down yelling, 'Oh, s**t yeah!' before crash-landing in a flowerbed on his knees. He groaned and stood up shakily, taking off after him again.

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Mickey looked back after he had gotten to the front building, the next building over. He looked back just in time to see him hit the ground. "ouch, that is going to hurt in the morning"Mickey laughed a little. Though knowing Mickey, he would laugh and joke about it now, but tomorrow Mickey would feel so bad about it that he would sit in bed with him until the pain when away. Mickey smiled more as Malcum got up, at a least now he need Malcum was sturdy, something that would surely come in handy later on. Though it seemed to be coming into use right now, Mickey was just so fast and smart, not to mention flexible honestly you had to be study and a good runner just to keep up with him on a daily basis. He was spontaneous, the child of person that would wake you up at three in the morning to go on an adventure for pancakes and some homemade brownies.

From the outside, Mickey just seems like the quiet kid that no one talks too, so no one gets to know this side of him. Mickey seemed to let him catch up before opening the door to the front building and taking off down the hall. Mickey smiled looking around the building as he ran. Now this is what Mickey exploring the school, well did. A teacher seeing him come running down the hall grabbed his shirt and stopped him. He also saw Malcum running to catch Mickey. "what are you boys doing?!"The teacher exclaimed in a bit of a rage. Mickey stared blankly at the teacher, in a bit of shock and fear because they were caught messing around. "I'm sorry"Michael said before his head shoot down at the ground, like he waiting for the brutal yelling to start. Most kids who just were in this situation just said they wouldn't run in the halls again then slip away, but Mickey was use to being caught by his father who would beat him, yell at him, or force him to do a whole bunch of chores. Sometimes his father did all of the above. Mickey was definitely use to a dictatorship.

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Malcum cursed quietly as he saw the teacher then looked at Michael. He looked so pathetic and harmless right then. He stopped running and walked up to them. Thinking quick, he pulled Mickey into his arms in a hug. He rubbed his back. "Sorry I popped outta nowhere like that, Kid. I didn't think it'd scare you enough to run the whole campus twice around. Now come on, let's get back to the dorm and get you something to drink, eh?" He pulled from the hug and held onto Mickey's shoulders, looking into his eyes gently then winked subtly. He turned to the teacher with his arm wrapped around Mickey's shoulder. "Sorry, Professor Xaldin. You know how I am. I can't resist messing with the newcomers. Especially my dorm mate." He grinned. "Well, we'll be off back to the dorm now. A lot of unpacking to do, right, Mickey?" Malcum nodded to the professor then began walking back to the dorm.


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Mickey didn't answer any of his statement/questions when he was asked. He just stood there quietly until he was pulled away. "how did you just convince that teacher to let us get away untouched"Micheal said in awe and shock. He really didn't understand. If he was caught running back home it was at least enough for a curse word to be thrown in his direction sometimes it was more then enough to beat the crap out of him. His father was so mean, it was probably the reason Mickey turned out so nice, just to spite his father.

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Malcum chuckled. "I've been here long enough to know how to convince the teachers of anything. Xaldin back there has a soft spot for scared people. He would never hurt a fly even though he looks tough. Kami forbid you get broken up in a fight by him. Oh man you'll get an earful. He doesn't hurt you, but he sits there and gives you this two and a half our talk. It's excruciating. I still have nightmares from it. Anyway. Looks like I, well, with the help of Professor Xaldin back there, caught you." He grinned widely. "You wanna go back to the dorms? It's almost nine." He looked up at the almost completely darkened sky. "We need to get a change of clothes and get back down to the fountain before the clock strikes. So, even though you can run extremely fast and gracefully," he scooped the teen up in his arms and took off at his real full speed, the speed he didn't use before. Upon reaching the building, he climbed the steps four at a time before he reached the dorm room and set the mouse-like boy down on his feet before opening the door and going to his bags. "Hurry up, Kid, and change into your swim trunks. And don't forget to grab a T-shirt or something. It gets pretty chilly out there." He went to the bathroom to change and came back out a few minutes later. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail and he had his shirt slung over his shoulder. He sat on the bed waiting for Michael.

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Mickey looked at him with a bit of shock. He would take a talk down over his dad any day of week. If that was all the punishment he was going to get here, he was up for anything. "you are such a cheater"Mickey said with a soft pout as Malcum said he caught him. "Yeah, i guess"He said a bit of defeat in his voice as he started to walk back to the dorms. Michael turned back to him when he started talking about how they should head back so they can get there in time. "wha-"Mickey said before being picked up. He about had a heart attack seeing as it was all one big motion, and mickey didn't have any time to adjust. "put me down, put me down, pleeeease put me down"Mickey stuttered a little hiding his face in Malcum's chest. He wasn't scared really, he just didn't like to play games to things the he didn't know the rules to. Then he was set down, Michael just collapsed to the ground leading against the wall of the hall. "I. Hate. You. So. Much. Right. Now."He mumbled just staring up at the ceiling of the hall. Of course though all he got wasn't a ' hey are you okay? ' nope, just a ' hurry up kid '. "ugh, Why me"Mickey said before crawling into the dorm room and over to his bags near the door. Mickey was one of those people that just liked to be in control and what that was before was complete madness and definitely not under control so he was still adjusting back to normal. Mickey decide since Malcum was changing in the bathroom, he could just change out here.

He first took of his jacket and calmly laid it on the couch, before the little mouse came crawling out of it. and just curled up on the couch next to his jacket. Mickey smiled before stripping off his shirt and pants. He slipped on his swim trunks first. They were black with a white barbed wired design on it. He then grabbed a black tank top and slipped on, right when Malcum walked in the room. Now clothed, Mickey needed to focus before his nerves make him explode, so he just sat down on the floor crossed-legged and just took deep breaths as he just slowly unnerved himself. "you are going to be the death of me, i am almost positive"Mickey said softly to Malcum rubbing his temples a little

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Malcum raised his eyebrow at Michael. He really looked like he was going to have a nervous breakdown. "You alright, Kid?" He chuckled at the comment. "s**t happens, ya know? Now are you ready to go? We gotta hurry. It's two 'til. Usually I'm there already." He stood up and grabbed a soft, warm blanket then picked Michael up again. "This'll be faster as I said before." He waited until he figured the mouse-like boy was ready before taking off again.
They reached the fountain in record time and Malcum sat Mickey down on the side of the fountain and threw the blanket and his shirt into a bush to conceal it. "Get in the water!" he hissed before stepping in and laying downin it. He looked up at Mickey and rolled his eyes, pulling the boy backwards by his tank into the water. He motioned for him to lay down along the side as he did himself and saw one of the teachers walking by to check on the place, making sure there were no students out of their dorm. He unconciously pulled MIckey to his chest so it was a less chance for them to get caught. He watched closely until the teacher was completely gone and sat up calmly, looking around just to make sure. "Alright, we're clear."

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Mickey somewhat glared over at him seeing as he was basically laughing at him for freaking out. First the teacher, then Malcum carrying him, He was just not having a good night was he? "I'm sorry, I'm just not use to people picking me up and then immediately taking off with me."Mickey said softly. Honestly that was the first time he was picked up since he was five, so it really honestly startled him more than anything. Mickey watched him as he picked up a blanket then him. This time it wasn't so bad because he was a little use to the motion but honestly he didn't like it much. He kept his nerve though lightly gripping Malcum's neck.

Mickey as shaking slightly by the time he was set down. "okay yeah, i really don't like being picked -up"Micheal said being pulled into the water right before he finished his sentence. Mickey about had another heart attack at the sudden water around him, then being yanked towards Malcum and held to his chest. Mickey felt like he couldn't breath, what exactly where they doing breaking into the school? "I think I just rattled every bone in my body"Mickey said softly before taking off his now wet tank top showing his set of abs, which was something no one got to see since he was normally always wearing his trench coat.

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Malcum sighed a bit and got out of the fountain. He stood up adn rung his shorts out as goodas he could then looked over at Mickey, his jaw dropping at his toned abs. "s**t, man, who knew you were that buff." He chuckled and checked him out a bit before walking over to the bush adn pulling his shirt and the blanket out. He slid his shirt on and sat the blanket on the ground by the fountain. He sat beside the boy and leaned back looking at the sky. "They'll turn the light out in a bit and you can see the sky perfectly," he told him in a soft tone of voice. He was counting in his head. "Now look at the sky. Three, two, one." Every light on campus was shut off right then and the stars and full moon lit up the sky brilliantly. He sighed at the sight and felt the wind blow cool air their way, blowing his hair around a little. His whole demeanor was calm.


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Mickey frowned at Malcum before getting up and ringing out his shorts too. He was just about done when Malcum started to check him out. "Stop it!"Mickey said picking up his wet tank top and tossing it at him to get him to stop. Mickey wasn't use to being looked at in that kind of way. In his family, he was only allow to date royalty which mean he wasn't dating anyone because all the royalty but him and his mother were just stuck up jerks, which Mickey wouldn't even give them the time of day let alone date them. Mickey sat down on the blanket hoping he wasn't too wet still and would ruin the blanket or at least make it to were in needed to be ringed out too.

Mickey was still focused on his wet clothes when Malcum said that they were going turn the lights out soon. "oh that sounds nice"Mickey said before right before they did., which made Mickey looked up and see the stars. "oh Malcum it is beautiful"He said softly a bit in of awe just staring at it. He didn't really snap out of it until the breeze came, which since his tank top got wet and he had to take it off he was now cold. Micheal now found himself shivering slightly staring up at the stars next to the red headed.


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Malcum noticed Mickey's shivering and told him to stand up. When he did, he pulled the blanket out from under him and unfolded it. He then pulled Michael into his lap and wrapped it around them tightly. "Warm now?" he asked, unintentionally breathing on the mouse-like kid's neck. He set his chin on his shoulder and stared up at the stars. He sighed lightly and sadly then leaned his head against Mickey's trying to keep his eyes open.

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Mickey looked over at Malcum when he was commanded to get up. Mickey sighed a little before getting up and watching him pull the blanket out from under him. "Um-"Mickey started to say before he was putted down which made him squeak. He looked back at Malcum, a innocent and confused look on his face now finding himself nice and warm. He glanced at the ground for a second. "thank you"He whispered softly before looking back up at the stars with a smile. Mickey smiled a little as Malcum laid his head on his shoulder then his head after a little while. "you okay?"He asked softly at the sigh.

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Malcum shook his head a bit. "I'm fine," he said softly, "I was just thinking of past relationships that I should have saved and decided against. Though, I'm kind of glad I didn't save them," he smiled a little and nuzzled Mickey's shoulder. His arms wrapped tighter around the smaller boy's waist and he pulled him closer. He laid his cheek against his back and closed his eyes.

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Mickey looked back at him with a frown. "...I wouldn't know about that... I haven't ever dated anyone.. or even liked anyone"Mickey said softly with a slight frown. Since he wasn't allow to date beside the people he refused to, he really didn't bother. He knew it was just pointless to get into something that he would just have to break off. Now even after he ran away with his mom, it just kinda stuck. Mickey didn't really understand why he said that he was glad he didn't keep them, before he hugged him a little tighter. "why"He asked softly wanting to know.

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"Because," he started with a small smile and a nuzzle, "my goal now is to somehow get a chance with this cute, dark-haired room mate I just met today. Though, I know I probably won't there's nothing wrong with dreaming, right?" His voice grew quiet and his arms shook slightly. A small tear ran down his cheek and on to Mickey's back.

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Mickey looked back at him, his face turning about five shades of red. "w-what"Mickey said before looked back up at the sky feeling his face burning red from embarrassment. Why had Malcum just done that? Was it to just completely embarrass him? Or was he actually tell the truth? Mickey ever let himself fall for anyone. It was just out of his nature because he didn't want to have to end it because of his parents. He just learned to face the facts that maybe he was just not suppose to be with anyone. Now he was just about at a split fork in the road. If he did what he always did and told him that he couldn't date because things would get complicated. How would rooming with them end up?

Mickey's about red alert stopped when he realized Malcum was shaking. He looked back at him again. and saw he was crying. "Malcum-"Mickey said worriedly a little cutting himself off unable to think at the craziness of his mind now with worry in the mix. "What's wrong?"Mickey finally said as he turned a little in Malcum's lap.

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Malcum took a deep breath and sighed. "I'm not going to tell you because I don't want you to pity me like everyone else I tell does. And there's nothing you can do to make me say, so don't even try." He gave Mickey a goofy smile and kissed his cheek. "Don't worry 'bout me, 'kay? Worry about yourself." He laid his forehead on Michael's back and his smile broke, forming a deep frown on his features he was hoping the other didn't see.


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Mickey frowned at the comment. Just because other people did, did not mean Mickey would. Did he not think he was different from everyone? Was he just another guy to him? Somehow all this questioning wasn't helping himself understanding anything, just make him feel worse about the situation. Mickey looked at him worry soaking his tone, before being kissed on the cheek. That. That just wreaked his train of thought. His face turned red as he looked away. "Oh that is impossible for me"Mickey said with a laugh. "I have never been one to worry about myself, just other people."he added softly. "Malcum, It is getting late and school starts at 8 o'clock tomorrow don't you think we should be heading in"he commented softly looking up at the sky. It was beautiful, he could stay there all night and watch it but he wasn't that irresponsible to forget about school.

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Malcum smiled a bit. "If you want we can crash in the bushes over there. You can see the sky perfectly and no one will find us. I've done it a few times. I know you wouldn't want to sleep out here alone, either, so I'd stay with you." He stared at Mickey's expression and his hand unconciously moved up, his fingers brushing the boy's cheek

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Mickey shook his head with a laugh. "no thank you Malcum, i am adventurous but that doesn't mean i am going to sleep outside in hiding in a bush"Mickey said with another laugh before looking back at him. "But you know there is someone nice comfy beds waiting for us back at the dorms."Mickey said with a smile. Though Malcum was smiling too, he could tell something was still wrong, sadly he was forbid to ask about sadly. He stared blankly at him as he touched his cheeks. Finally Mickey reached up and took Malcum's hand in his and pulled it down. "Yes Malcum that is my face, you don't have to be so curious about it. It is pretty normal."Mickey said before getting up out of the warmth for Malcum's lap. "So are you coming or are you staying in the bush"Mickey said crossing his arms and slightly holding them as the cold hit him. He was more for of a cool breeze kinda person, not chilliness kinda person.

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Malcum smiled and stood up with the blanket. He grabbed their discarded clothes. "Only if I have permission to carry you and keep you warm. I'll walk if you want me to," he replied slyly. It was like he wanted to be near Mickey at all times to make sure nothing bad ever happened to him.

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Mickey laughed a little shaking his head at his comment. "ugh fine, if you must, but if you start run i swear i will scream at the top of my lungs and trust me on this one, i have got a horror movie scream like you wouldn't believe"Mickey warned him before walking over to him. He kinda wanted to be warm again anyway. He was starting to shiver now.

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Malcum chuckled and wrapped the blanket around Michael, scooped him up, held him close and began walking all in one motion. He was walking pretty slow enjoying holding the boy and the scenery around them. The campus was truly beautiful. Especially with the lights around the water fountain reflecting off of the moving water causing little daimonds of light to glisten across the whole school. He began humming a tune to break the silence. He hated silence.

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Mickey clenched his hands a little as he was picked up again. After a few moments he relaxed and laid against Malcum. If Malcum was going to start refusing to let him walk, he was going to have to get use to being carried which for most people wouldn't be that hard but Mickey was just one of those people that like to do it by themselves not get help, and being carried was helping him walk, which he could do on this own. "hey Malcum you better not get use to carrying me, because when class starts tomorrow i don't want you showing up at my classroom door to carry me."Mickey warned him in a soft daze. He was worried about class tomorrow and keeping in this school. Most kids didn't like him as a friend because he would run off and everyone was always admiring him. He was the hero... not a friend....

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Malcum smiled softly. "I wasn't planning on it. I know how it is, you don't want to stand out, right? Yeah, wish I didn't stand out. But just you wait, tomorrow when I'm walking down the hallway just take a glance around at everyone. They'll all be staring and blushing and whispering just because I'm in the vacinity. It's annoying, really. No one wants to be friends, they just treat me like a celebrity. It's rediculus and I'm tired of it. I'm just a person." They reached the dorm room and Malcum laid Mickey gently down on his bed. He smiled down at him and made his way to his bed. He bent down and grabbed some boxers from a bag before stating, "If you don't want to see my a** or my 'no-no square' I'd advise you to either close your eyes or roll over." He began to slide his swim trunks off.

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Mickey blinked a few times trying to understand what he mean. "what do you mean"Mickey not getting what he said at all. Mickey frowned as he was sat down and Malcum walked away. He still didn't have a single clue what Malcum meant or implied. Mickey didn't like being left out of things... He sighed laying down on his bed hugging one of the pillows on his bed and laying his head on the other before closing his eyes. He didn't unpack she he would have to have to wake up early to get his stuff ready.

Mickey got up from his bed and walked out into where his stuff was ingoring Malcum's comment because he was turned away already. After a about a two minute search, he grabbed his trench coat and Mouse before walking back into room. He sat down on his bed and search one of the pockets of the trench coat pulling out an alarm clock that was powered by batteries. He set if for six o'clock sharp, set on his night stand then curled up with his trench coat and one of his pillows. It wasn't long before he was passed out completely

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Malcum glanced over to teh now silent Michael. He walked over to him adn smiled down at his face, brushing some loose hair out of his eyes. "Goodnight, Gorgeous." He walked back to his bed and got under the covers, almost instantly falling asleep.

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Mickey blinked a couple times before sitting up in bed turning over to the alarm which was beeping loudly. It hadn't even been beeping for a minute before Mickey woke up. He wasn't much of a heavy sleep. Never was. He reached over and turned it off exactly one minute after it started beeping weirdly. 'Ugh, I guess i have to get up now' Mickey thought before swinging his legs around the side of the bed to take a quick shower. He didn't dislike water, he just wasn't one to spend all day doing something when he could be doing something better.

Micheal walked out to his stuff. "what do i want to wear?"Micheal asked himself before picking out a black pair of jeans and a black T-shirt. He stood up with his clothes and his baggie of stuff like shampoo, toothbrush and tooth paste. Mickey then started his daily routine of showering and other things.

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Malcum laid sprawled out on his bed, his a** sticking in the air and the sheets jumbled up wildly around him. He snored lightly and was hugging his pillow. Let's just say he didn't look his best. At all. He was mumbling and twitching in his sleep as well. And Michael thought he was strange before...

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Mickey got out the shower and finished up in the bathroom taking only 30minutes to blow hair his hair, take a shower, and everything else. "Malcum, It is 6:30 you really should be getting up now"Mickey said walking over to Malcum with a small giggle before pushing him over on the bed nearing pushing him off it on accident.

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Malcum yelped as he hit the floor. He groaned adn sat up, looking at Michael. "You better run before I get up, Michael, or I swear you're not going to live to the beginning of class." He slowly began to stand up, slipping on the sheets and falling back on his a**. "Ow," he whined.

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Mickey frowned as he moved then actually fell off the bed. Mickey covered his mouth as he started laughing knowing it was wrong but it was so funny. The try to cover up his mouth didn't really work seeing as you could clear tell his was still laughing. "I'm sorry"Mickey said with a laugh peeking over the bed. "What! it was an accident!"Mickey said before moving away quickly. "But you know i think i think it would be safer for the both of us if i just went and ate breakfast right now." Mickey said as he backed away.

Now out the room he grabbed his trench coat slipped it on before grabbing his one strap book bag and checking that all his notebooks where in it. Then quickly exited the room just as a dark slate haired boy was walking down the hall. He quickly started down the hall like glancing back at the door like his room mate was psycho and he wanted to make sure the guy wasn't following him.

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Zexion jumped a little and squeaked as someone ran into him almost fullspeed from the back. He stumbled forward and fell on his face, his sketchbook, journal and other things tossed themselves out of his bag and across the floor. He sat up quickly examining his headphones to see they weren't broken. He sighed in relief. He would have died if they broke. He slowly began to pick up his things and carefully put them back in his bag. Great, first day of class and I'm making a fool of myself before they even start! He didn't even bother to look up to see who ran into him. They probably just kept on walking anyway like everyone usually did.

Malcum grumbled and finally got himself off of the floor and began to get ready for class. He put on a quarter-sleeved shirt, an unzipped hoodie and some black jeans with some Converse. He then spent a good ten minutes raking his brush through his red locks to get them perfect before applying a tiny bit of liner and mascara. He flipped his hair and smiled into the mirror before running to grab his bag.

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Mickey fell back after running into the slate haired kid. "ow"He mumbled a little rubbing his head. It had slammed into the hard floor. He thought he was out of his way but when he turned to the look at the door he found out he was wrong. Micky sat up uncomfortably holding his head. "I'm sorry I should have been watching what i was doing"Mickey said looking up at him still holding his head. "are you okay?"He said trying to ignoring the fact his head was now pounding. He needed to get up and start moving before Malcum came out and saw him. He was sure he didn't want to see him at the moment.

Mickey stood up his hand subconsciously on his head holding it because it helped with the pain. He searched his stuff quickly making sure everything was okay. Nothing was hurt or damaged... well except for his head, that was really freaking hurt at the moment. "do you need help?"Mickey asked seeing him picking up his stuff, a bit of discomfort sounding in his voice.

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A light blush graced his cheeks when asked if he was alright. "I-I'm fine," he stammered, looking around. He spotted what he was looking for... right beside the other boy's feet. His blush darkened, he wasn't used to talking to others yet. "U-Um, can you hand me m-my sketchbook by your f-feet? And be careful, it's packed with full p-papers that will fall out easi--" Too late. His loose drawing fell to the floor with a light thud and he scrambled over to pick them up. They were dark drawings the if this boy saw them he'd call him a freak, he knew it. He picked them all up quickly and held them to his chest. He then took the sketchbook from the other and stuffed them in it, sliding it into his bag. He pulled his hood up once again. "Th-Thank you... uhm..."


Malcum was finally ready to go and so he slung his bag over his shoulder and stepped out of the room, locking the door behind him. He looked down the hall to see Michael and another boy talking. "Hmm..." He walked over to them, smirking at Mickey as he rested his arm on his shoulder. "Hello, Michael."

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"You sure you can keep that promise?"Mickey asked softly looking up at him a bit challenging as if he wanted Malcum to be wrong just so Mickey could say he was right. Of course, he was just teasing he wouldn't actually want Malcum not to then have some other kids decide it was a good chance to jump him.

Demyx smiled happily at him hugging him warmth. "Thank you Zexion. I won't let you down, I promise. I'm not like all the untrustworthy people."Demyx said happily to Zexion agreeing to be his friend. It made him really happy, and well hyper too.

Malcum nodded with a grin. "Absolutely. I won't let you down, Mickey." He wrapped his arms around the smaller boy. "I'll never let you down." He kissed the top of the boy's head.

Zexion let out a quiet giggle and covered his lips with his fingers while doing so. "Should we get to breakfast now?" he questioned inquisitively and looked in the direction of the cafeteria.

Mickey smiled looking down at his food really not wanting to eat more. "Do you want this?"He asked softly directing his attention towards the food on a plate in front of him.

"Breakfast sounds good"Demyx said happily walking with Zexion to the cafeteria a little skip in his steps making him move faster than Zexion, so at times he would have to pull him up to meet him again.

Malcum smiled and nodded. "Sure if you're not going to eat it." He picked up teh fork and took a bite. "Not as bad as expected..." He then finished it off and pulled Michael into his lap. He wrapped his arms securely around him adn set his chin on his shoulder.

Zexion smiled gently the whole way, making sure his bag didn't spill over again. They reached teh cafeteria and he looked aorund for an empty table. He found one. "I'll go get a table..." He walked off towards it and sat down in a chair. He pulled out his iPod and put on his headphones. He hummed along to "It's Just Me" by Escape the Fate.

Mickey smiled happily glad Malcum didn't make him finish though he was a lot skinner than him, and looked like he didn't eat enough.

"Okay, I'll get some food for you"Demyx said happily get a tray and getting in line for food waiting patiently

Malcum hummed softly. "Classes start in half an hour. What do you want to do?"

Zexion watched him with a smile before closing his eyes and sighing. There were then shadows over him and he opened his eyes to see just what he didn't want to. Just like high school... He looked up at the two guys as they began talking.

"Get your a** away from our table, Emo, before we kick it."

Zexion didn't move. He stood... sat his ground. This was when the one in the front lifted him up by his shirt collar and dragged him out of the dininghall, kicking and clawing. They took him outside behind the school where it was deserted. "You like d**k, right you little f**? Looks like you're gonna get a full serving of it." Zexion's eyes widened in fear. He was a virgin. He didn't want to lose it to... to these assholes! Next thing he knew, he was pressed against a wall facing it with his pants pulled down to reveal his a**. He had a habit of not wearing boxers... He struggled to get away when he heard a zipper and the ruffling of fabric behind him then hard flesh pressed against a virgin a**. "No, don't--" The other's bandanna got shoved in his mouth and his hands were pinned. There was no way out of this...


Mickey didn't answer as he watched Zexion get drag out the cafeteria. He had ever even met this person but he was going to let him get beat up. Without even thinking he just jumped up and over the table and ran out after them forming a plan as he ran out the cafeteria... "Hey! Leave him Alone!"Mickey yelled pushing him off Zexion knocking him down actually being somewhat strong. Mickey Quickly turned to Zexion telling to get out of there now before something bad happened. Fights at this school were tolerated. If it was bad enough you were expelled immediately, Mickey didn't want the poor kid to get caught up in their fight. "Oh big tough guy? Is that your little boyfriend? Maybe you can ******** take his place."The guy said getting up off the ground and going to push mickey into the wall but he ducked in time before jumping to the side avoiding the kick he tried to give him. "What the ******** yelled angrily before the other one tried to caught Mickey backing up out his way. "Come here you coward!"One yelled at him. Not being able to catch Mickey but he did get a hold of his jacket hood pulling him back. Mickey's eyes getting big the moment he was jerked back. Before Mickey could slip out the jacket, the other one grabbed his hair pulling him up to his feet. "You seem better suited anyway"The one with the hold on his hair said before pushing him head first into the wall. Mickey winced flashbacks of his dad running through his head. "No you don't"Mickey said elbowing the guy that had him by the hair as hard as he could in the ribs. He screamed starting to double over before mickey turned around and did the first thing he could think of. He kneed him in the face as hard as he could knocking him out. Mickey's eyes quickly turned to the other before he was forced to the wall again. This one was smarter though, He made sure to get Mickey's hand first. Mickey tried to shove him off, finding it useful. This one was also much stronger than him. Now realizing running in here without a plan was probably a bad idea, Mickey stared up at the other. "oh you are going to pay for that you little ******** guy whispered into his ear chills going down his back. "I think I'll start by breaking that little will of yours"He said before gripping Mickey's arms tightly above them with only hand before using the other to punch Mickey as hard as he could in the stomach. Mickey just taking it only flinching a little, still trying to thinking of a plan. "Oh so you like pain don't you? Well how about this"The guy said taking Mickey's head and slamming it into the wall repeatedly. Mickey still just taking without saying anything ever when he was getting oozy. The whole time not yelling or scream for help once. Mickey stopped struggling now due to the head injury closing his a little when the world around him started to go black. "All the fire gone now? Why don't you yell for help?"The guy laughed before decide he would have his way with the little ******** since he was half out of it now anyway.

Zexion fell to the ground and watched Mickey dodge all of their punches. He pulled his pants up and rezipped and buckled them. He wiped the lone tear from his cheek before his eyes widened at the sight of his savior getting beat up. He stood up silently, knowing the attacker didn't hear him. He slinked around the building, picked up a large stone and crept back over. Coming up behind the other guy, he swung back and thwacked him upside the head hard, watching him crumple to the ground. He then dropped the rock and stepped forward to catch the other before he hit the ground. "H-Hey! Are you alright?"

Malcum started as he watched Mickey run out of the cafeteria. Where is he going..? He got up and quickly followed, losing him as he got outside. He heard commotion and talking coming from one direction and followed the sound. He gasped as he turned the corner to see his new boyfriend with blood running down his head and someone else gripping his arms, the only thing keeping him from falling. Without seeing the two on the ground, he automatically suspected the shorter boy that was touching his Michael. He ran over and knocked him out of the way, sending him crashing into a wall and knocking him out and caught his bo in his arms successfully. "Michael. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'll be okay"Mickey said blinking a few times as everything spun for a second. When Malcum pushed Zexion into the wall and knocked him out, Mickey pushed him away slumping against the wall. "What is wrong with you, He was just trying to help me"Mickey said before kneeling down beside Zexion trying to get him to wake up. He cared way more about Zexion's health then his own.

Malcum stumbled aback a bit. "I'm sorry, I thought he hurt you..." He kneeled beside Zexion then lifted him into his arms as well as Mickey. "Let's take you two to the nurse..." He kissed Mickey's forehead and started to the nurse.

"I'm fine"Mickey protested as he was lifted up which just made him not want to go more. "Ugh, Malcum please don't pick me up"Mickey said trying to get Malcum to release him wanting to walk himself at least even though he really couldn't. He thought he could.

Malcum frowned. "Just this once... Then I promise not to when you don't want me to." He kept carrying him and finally reached the nurse's office. He set the two down, one laying down and Mickey sitting on the edge. He kissed his forehead. "You sit here, alright, Baby? I'll get the nurse. And don't try to leave. I'm trying to help you and you're helping me by staying put or my mental health will be horrible until I know you're absolutely alright.." He smiled a little then walked out of the room.

"ugh fine"Mickey said defeated as he rested his head on Malcum softly, closing his eyes finding himself sleepy. Mickey sighed rolling his eyes tiredly. "I'm not going to run off, okay? Now run along and be glad I like you for some odd reason"Mickey said his body half numb at the moment from ignoring the pain from his skull which gave him his uncaring attitude which he normally didn't have.

Malcum came back a short while later with a nurse and a spastic Demyx behind him. He was massaging his temples and sighing as Demyx went on and on about where Zexion was. He apparently had heard him explaining what the boy looked like and rushed over. Malcum sat beside Mickey as the nurse checked up on him. "How do you feel?"

Mickey had almost fallen into a light sleep when Malcum walked in with Demyx being as loud as he could. It didn't help his headache. "I'm fine, what about you?"Mickey said obviously not fine or his head wouldn't be bleeding but he didn't care about his health only others.

Malcum chuckled lightly. "Hey, yeah, you, Blonde Kid. Keep it down adn focus on your boyfriend over here," he said pointing at the knocked out Zexion. He brushed Mickey's hair out of his face and held it back as the nurse cleaned the wound and bandaged it. "I know you're not fine unless you're talking about your looks. Which, in that case, you're right." He kissed Michael's nose gently.

Demyx looked over before running over to Zexion pushing his hair out his face to see if he was okay, he was passed out but he wasn't bleeding from the head like mickey.

"I'm not talking about my looks, I'm talking about my health goofy ball"Mickey said leaning his head on Malcum's shoulder finding it pretty comfortable for having a head injury.

Zexion nuzzled into Demyx's hand and moved towards him, seeming to want to snuggle.

Malcum chuckled and ran his fingers carefully through Mickey's hair. He watched as the nurse gave him a painkiller for his headache. "Feel better soon, my mouse."

"I feel fine now"Mickey corrected him after taking the pills he was told to take.

Malcum shook his head with a smile. "Alright, alright." He thought for a moment. "Have you ever kissed someone?"

Demyx smiled moving as close as he could to Zexion stroking his hair even though he was passed out it didn't me he couldn't comfort him.

Mickey looked up at him with a soft innocent look. "What does it matter? I'm sure you have kissed someone before"Mickey said softly looking up at him avoiding the question either because he had and didn't want Malcum to know, or he didn't and didn't want to admit.

"Well, I just wanted to know... to see if you wanted my first, but I guess I'm not good enough... Understandable. You're practically perfect and I'm... well, I'm not..."

Zexion's eyes opened and he stared up at Demyx with an unfocused gaze. "Nngh... Demyx?" he whispered.

"You haven't kissed anyone either?!"Mickey said in a bit of a shock looking up at him letting that little detail accidentally slip before pulling his knees to his chest hugging them lightly. 'I thought he said he had dated before. How do you date someone for more than a week and not kiss them? Especially Malcum, He was hot. Why would ANY sane gay man not want him. Mickey wasn't even sure what he was and he freaking wanted him.

"Yeah, Zexion?"Demyx asked softly looking down at him feeling bad for him. This was all his fault. He should have made him stand in line with him. They probably wouldn't have done if someone had been with Zexion.

Malcum jumped a little at the outburst. He blinked at Mickey's movements then wrapped his arms around him. "No, I haven't... Is... that a problem?" He didn't understand what Mickey was thinking. Had he wanted him to have experience in kissing?

A small, almost invisible smile formed on the emo's lips. "You saved me..." Even though he knew Michael was teh one who saved him, he wasn't talking about that exactly. He was talking about something deeper.

Mickey was extemely puzzled thinking what possible explaination could explain why Malcum hadn't kissed anyone, he was in such deep thought he didn't even hear what Malcum had asked. "Yeah, That is it!"Mickey said happily looking over at him, thinking he was holding out until marriage like church people do. Though he wasn't too big into that he was going to respect Malcum wish to do that.

"What?"Demyx said a bit confused seeing as Mickey had saved him.

Malcum blinked once again. "What's... what?" Mickey was a very interesting individual...

Zexion closed his eyes for a minute and whispered, "You saved me from the darkness..." He fell back to sleep.

Mickey looked over at him as if he were crazy. "What are you talking about. I wasn't talking to you"Mickey replied softly before undoing his little huddle and kissing Malcum's cheek softly. "It's okay, I understand now, Sorry I didn't see if before"Mickey said in honor of his wish to save his first real kiss before standing up. His head spun for a second but after catching himself, he felt fine and walked out the nurse's office.

Demyx smiled awing a little with happiness.


Malcum sat there with his jaw dropped, not knowing anything to say. "Wait.. Then who the hell WERE you talking to? I don't understand!" He got up and ran after Mickey.

Mickey looked back at Malcum who was not far behind. "Myself, why? You think I have gone mad or something?"Mickey asked a little tauntingly definitely not back to normal from the whack to the head since sarcasm seemed to linger on his voice.

"Well, I think you were already a bit odd up there," he chuckled as he caught up with Mickey. "What do you mean you understand? Understand what?"

"why you haven't kissed anyone yet, I respect that, That is why I'm not going to kiss you"Mickey said softly with nod to show he was serious. "So don't go tempting me because I won't cave. I'm committed"Mickey said before looking back in front of him at the sidewalk as he walked.

"Wait a minute. You respect what? That I don't go kissing people the first and only day we're together? Or that I wanted to make sure you wanted me to kiss you before I actually did?" Malcum was baffled.

Mickey laughed just taking it as complete sarcasm not really paying all that much attention to it. "You are so cute"Mickey said before stumbling a little losing his balance, not having that much at the moment. His first reaction was to grab Malcum tightly unfortunately pulling him down with him. Mickey just started cracking up laughing finding himself flat on the ground Malcum pulled over top of him.

Malcum's eyes were confused, but he saw the moment as the perfect opportunity to... He leaned down and captured Michael's parted lips in his own and held it, waiting for the other to calm down.

Mickey jumped a little at Malcum's kiss not expecting it. After if was apparent that Malcum wasn't pulling back, Michael relaxed into the kiss having no idea what or how he was doing anything. It just happened as Mickey's tongue moved across Malcum's lip as they kissed. Mickey fell like the world just disappeared, nothing mattered. Not the pain in his head, not the fact that Malcum was crushing him, even the fact butterflies were making his stomach twist and churn to the point where he wanted to regret eating breakfast. Why was he acting so calm and cool about, yet his whole body fell so nervous.

Malcum's hand moved up and he softly cupped Mickey's cheek, his thumb running gently across the smooth skin under his eye. He parted his lips gently and poked his tongue out, almost timidly touching it to his boyfriend's.

Mickey couldn't really move his hands seeing as Malcum was on top of them pressing them down hard on his lungs. He didn't even care though. All his thoughts died when Malcum kissed him, there was just the simple thought of how right this feel, and he didn't had anything to compare it too. Mickey's tongue moved along Malcum's a bit unsure at first but the second he got a taste of Malcum's sweet mouth. He had no more want other than to explore this wonder favor, finding himself the dominant one in the kiss.

Malcum moaned as Michael entered his mouth and carressed every crevice with his tongue. Malcum almost felt his insides melting at the sweet sensation. Even though he knew Mickey was the dominant one here, he didn't mind at all. He wanted to be touched more...

Soon after, The realization that he need to breath came to him making him cough a little along with a small gasp for air seeing as it wasn't exactly easy to breath with Malcum crushing him. After he realized that he couldn't breath while Malcum was on top of him, he pulled back looking at him with a innocent look. "You are crushing me.."He whispered softly realizing the pain from his body being pushed down into pavement.

Malcum's eyes widened in realization. "Oh! Sorry..." He rolled off of him and sat up. He then watched every one of Mickey's movements while licking his lips.

Mickey sat up flexing his crushed fingers and arms as he manged to peel himself up off the pavement. The whole time he breathed softly regaining the ability too.

Malcum stood up and helped Mickey up. They then walked silently back to their dorm room. He sat on his bed then laid back on it and stretched.

Mickey followed beside him taking his hand in his liking the feeling. As they waked into the dorm Mickey laid down on his bed looking over to Malcum. "you are a good kisser you know"He said shyly into his pillow but loud enough for Malcum to hear.

Malcum found himself blushing. "You are, too.." he said quietly back. He glanced over at Mickey and gave him a smile. He thought for a minute. "Why... did you think I didn't want to kiss you?"

"Because I thought it was just how you were raised or something. I don't know. My head hurts too much for complex thought."Mickey said softly turning his head out of the pillow so he was more understandable.

Malcum chuckled lightly. "No... No, I wasn't raised like that..." He had a sad expression in his eyes before he looked up at Mickey brightly. "What do you say... we move our beds next to each other to make one big one?"

"why don't you just come into my bed and save me the trouble of having to get up with my head injury"Mickey said playing the sympathy card as he overly dramatically leaned back into his pillows as though he was fainting or something.

Malcum chuckled once again and got up, walked over to Mickey's bed, and laid down beside him while kissing his forehead chastely.

Mickey smiled hugging Malcum softly around his waist closing his eyes thinking for a second back to the cafeteria.... "Holy ********, My book bag is still in the cafeteria"Mickey said jolting up looking like he just got robbed or something.

Malcum stood. "You. Lay down. I'll go get it, alright?" He pushed Mickey down on the bed with his finger on his forehead then kissed his lips lightly. "I'll be right back." He strode out of the room.

Mickey frowned a little feeling a bit useless. Mickey nodded softly walking him walk to the door. "Hurry please"He said loud enough for Malcum to hear really worried about his bag.

Malcum nodded. "I will!" He then took off running. Within a few minutes, Malcum had returned with Mickey's bag slung over his shoulder. "Here ya go, Lov--Mickey." He set the bag down beside his bed.

Mickey sat up before pulling the bag up to him to make sure everything was okay. He would know instantly if someone when through it because of his organization habits. Mickey's eyes when straight to a unfamiliar notebook. He didn't say anything though. he didn't want Malcum to freak, so he just smile before slipping the bag to the floor deciding the mysteries notebook could wait until first block. "Isn't class starting soon?"He asked softly pulling out his phone and checking it.

Yeah, but I dunno if I really want to go..." he sat beside Mickey and pulled him into his arms.

"I have art first block so I really don't think I should skip one of my easy classes. "Maybe you're teacher will let you come and sit in art with me.."Mickey said softly wanting him to go to class even just to get stuck there and not be able to leave. "Can you walk me to the art room?"Mickey asked softly looking up at him his own arms landing over Malcum's and rubbing softly on them.

Malcum nodded. "Of course I'll walk you to class. And I'll stay in there with you no matter what they say. Actually, I'm not even going to ask."

Michael frowned a little looking at him. "Please ask. Just for me if it serves nothing more than you just have to come back find it pointless to even have gone. I'll let you start picking me up again."Mickey said softly with small smirk hiding on behind his smile as she slipped off his bed kicking up his bag so he could get to art and get a good seat.

"Did you just bribe me?" He chuckled. "Fine. I'll ask. But I'll be back in there." He picked his own up and followed Mickey out the door.

"No I just sweetened the deal for you"Mickey said happily looking back at him sounding his smirk. "unless you don't want the deal I'm offering"Mickey said with a shrug of his shoulders. That head injury was really screwing with his calm, quiet, and collected personality. It was his personality, but it was normally never never shown. "Now, Remember you can't just leave if you teacher wants you to stay, That would ruin the point of asking. okay Malcum?"Mickey said wanting him to say okay to it.

Malcum frowned and sighed. "Fine... But... I'll miss you if I have to stay in there..." He looked at the ground sadly.

"I'll miss you too okay Malcum, now where is the art room"Mickey said happily looking up him as he linked their fingers together swinging their arms a little.

Malcum smiled at the gesture and held his hand tightly. "This way." He led Mickey to his first block and stopped at the door to kiss his lips.

Mickey smiled a little into the kiss before kissing him softly back, unfortunately his teacher soon tell them to stop before it got to serious. Mickey just smiled walking into the class watching him walk away. Michael took a seat somewhat towards the back not wanting to be the front this class room for some reason. "So, That your boyfriend" The teacher said with a small smile hidden on her face. Mickey nodded a little with a slight blush at her words. The teacher just laughed before continuing what she was doing. Mickey sighed softly opening his book bag and grabbing for the notebook that he knew very clearly wasn't his. The notebook was red with black trim and it had marker all over it. Though the only thing written on the front was 'watch yourself', Mickey stared at the barely liable writing cursing himself for being scared to open it. After what seemed like forever, he finally opened it staring at the words. "Break up with him or else" in big bold letter. He frowned swallowing hard before flipping to other pages all resembling the first one except for your occasional 'Go rot somewhere', 'You're going to ******** die', and a few other stuff. The whole 95 page notebook was filled with hate threats to him... Mickey instantly felt sick as he closed the notebook. "Excuse me Ms. Can I go to the bathroom"He said hand over his mouth. "Sure honey, but just so you know, you only have to ask after the bell."She said softly frowning at his paleness. Mickey quickly nodded before running out the room and running into a near by community bathroom. He swiftly puked up into one of the toilets all the breakfast he had been asked to eat by Malcum. "Man, I knew eating was a bad idea"He whispered to himself wiping his lips feeling a little better. He stood walking to the sink rinsing out his mouth and the taste of barf. He didn't want Malcum to know anything about that notebook or that he had gotten sick from reading it. Malcum seemed like he was finally happy, he wasn't going to ruin that for him.

Malcum went to hs class and asked his teacher like he said he would. He was let free to go to the art room and happily pranced back to it, peered around the room, only to find Mickey wasn't there. "Mrs. Loury, where'd Michael go?"

"He said he was going to bathroom. He looked pretty pale after he read that notebook. Wonder what's in it"Mrs. Loury said softly not being one to go running through ours business by he truly looked sick after reading it and that was his boyfriend.

"What notebook? Did he take it with him?" He quickly began to walk to Mickey's desk and searched around, wanting to know the cause of the boy's illness.

"No, He seemed to be in too much of a rush to leave to move it from his desk"Mrs. Loury said pointing to the red spiral sitting closed on the desk.

Mickey walked into the room quickly after hearing his teacher, remembering where he left the notebook. "Oh hey Malcum."Mickey said happily quickly moving to his desk blocking Malcum from the path of the notebook. Quickly grabbing it behind his back and shoving it into his backpack. A smile big and wide on his face, obviously trying to hide the notebook.

Malcum furrowed his brows. "Mickey, what's in that notebook?" He tried to get around his short boyfriend to get at the spiral but failed. "And are you alright? You seem pale... And Mrs. Loury said you got sick..." He cupped the boy's cheek in his palm and looked into his eyes.

"Some drawings of mine"Mickey lied horribly, though after living with his father for a while, all his lies where hard to tell from the truth. "I'm fine. I guess my breakfast didn't sit right in my stomach. I'm good now. I when and drank some water and cooled off. All better"He said with a bright smile, which also was a lie but it didn't look like a lie even though his face was still pale.

Malcum let it go, but didn't fully believe him. There had to be more to it... He pulled Michael to him then kissed the top of his head. "I was just making sure you were alright..."

Mickey smiled a little looking into his beautiful eyes. "I'm fine"He said softly before digging into his book bag and pulling out his real drawing notebook. It was a one inch binder stocked with printing paper not lined like the paper was in the spiral he claimed before to be his drawing notebook. The binder was filled with sketches, not really finished creations, just lightly sketches. Like he got an idea then quickly drew it before going to do something else. They were really good... Detailed like if you were to touch them, it would become real. Yet, since they weren't colored or outlined they had this raw feel to them. This obvious was his real drawing notebook... Mickey just hoped Malcum wasn't paying that much attention.

Malcum smiled. "Good... I can stay in here all class. Yes, I did ask, so don't think I didn't." He chuckled lightly and took the notebook from Mickey's hands, beginning to flip through it. "Wow, I had no idea you could draw so well..." He set the binder down on the desk.

"Nah, I'm not that good, I am a detail freak"Mickey said not one to just take compliments. He was very doubtful about himself sometimes.

"Baby," he said a bit sternly with a kiss on teh forehead, "You're amazing. I could never draw like that. It's outstanding..." He held him close to his body.

"None of them are even finished though"Mickey pointed out looking back into his back pack for a pencil.. His hand avoid the red notebook in his book bag like it was poison ivy as he pushed it away to get to his pencil by using another binder in front of it.

"They're still amazing. Now stop denying your awesomeness."

"How come you and staff are the only ones that like me?"Mickey asked looking up from the binder, his eyes shifting to the floor, glancing at the red spiral notebook.

"That's only because you're dating the most beautiful man in this school. They're jealous." He chuckled and pulled his chin up to plant a kiss on his lips.

Zexion's eyes opened for the second time in the last hour. He sat up and held his head, wondering where Demyx went, if he was ever really there in the first place.

Mickey smiled a little into the kiss before his face saddened again. "I just hope they don't let their jealousy get the best of them.."Mickey said like there was more to it, which there was. Just slipping that into Mickey's back bag was going to far by he wasn't going to tell Malcum. It was probably an empty threat right?

"They'll have to come through me first if they want to hurt you. Nothing will touch you while you're dating me, Mickey. I promise." He nuzzled his nose against Michael's and smiled slightly.

"Yeah"He said softly feeling really bad about keeping the notebook a secret now. Malcum thought he had protected him when the very fact that he puked after reading that notebook meant they very well had gotten to him without even laying a hand on him. The bell rang and student's flowing in, some shooting Mickey glares.

Demyx unfortunately was forced by the nurse to go to class as the bell rang leaving Zexion until lunch.

Malcum glared right back at the others and sat in Mickey's desk, pulling the smaller boy into his lap. "I'll protect you," he whispered into his ear and wrapped his arms around the thin boy's waist.

Zexion frowned and tried to stand up. He immediately had to catch onto the bed as his legs wobbled.

"I hope so"Mickey said softly leaning back into Malcum's warmth as he laid his hands over Malcum's linking their fingers together

The nurse noticed he was awake and rushed over. "Whoa. Hold it, there is no way I am letting you leave like that"She said lifting the light boy back up on the examination table. "Get some rest. Your blond friend said he would bring you lunch, I have already contacted your teachers and told them you might now be in. "The nurse said softly.

Zexion frowned. "How long will that be?" he croaked out wanting to see Demyx as soon as possible.

"a good three hours. First block just started"The nurse said softly before looking at him. "just get some sleep, I'll wake up when he gets here"She said softly about the worried slated haired boy.

Zexion nodded a little. "Fine..." He curled up on the hard bed and closed his eyes, willing himself to sleep.

Mickey had fallen asleep at his desk his head in his arms that were stacked on the desk. Mrs. Loury ended up getting Malcum to be her little messenger owl for the period, since he was in the room as a guest and not a student, if he didn't do it she threatened to make him leave. Mickey had fall asleep this time, because he wasn't feeling good still. He wasn't asleep 5 minutes before kids started to mess with him. One in particular that thought he was absolutely adorable pulled up a chair next to him. "Hey cutie"the older teen said with a wide smile waking him up with a small nudge. "hm?"Mickey said drowsily. "Hi, I'm goofy"The playful tall kid said happily putting out his hand. "Mickey"Mickey said rubbing his eyes open with his palms before shaking Goofy's hand. He was very friendly, a bit of a goofball.

Goofy grinned wider and adjusted his green hat. "Why's a little cute thing like you sittin' here lookin' all depressed like? You should be hangin' out with some friends or somethin'!" He stuck his tongue out with a silly expression and a wink.

"I'm new to the town... I lived somewhere very far away before this... So I don't know anyone, and everyone that I have meet seems to hate me.. well I guess except for Malcum. But he is my roommate; I don't think it counts.."Mickey said softly resting his head back down but not going to sleep

"Aww, well that'sa shame. Hey! I don' hate ya! How 'bout we be buddies?" He nudged Mickey with his elbow. "This school's full ova buncha pricks anywho. You don' want anythin' to do with them. Stick with me 'n' Malcum and we won't let nonea those bullies put ya down!"

"Goof! I didn't see you in here earlier. You better not be hitting on Michael. He's mine." Malcum walked over and kissed the top of Mickey's head. "I see you met my best friend Goof. He truely is a goof. Hope you two made friends with each other."

Mickey smiled a little at him. He looked ten times cuter with a smile. He always did. "Thank you Goofy"Mickey said happily before hearing Malcum. His attention quickly turning towards him. "Hey Malcum, I didn't hear you come in"Michael said softly looking up at him with a smiled from where he was sitting down and Malcum was standing up. "Yeah, we did, he is really friendly like you"Mickey said softly back to Malcum.

Goofy grinned yet again and tipped his hat to Mickey. "Why, thank ya for the compliment, Mick. You'll be seein' me around yer dorm abunch, so keep a lookout! Me 'n' Malcum always have a movie night Saturdays and Wednesdays."

Malcum chuckled. "Yep. You'll be gettin' more of him now on."

Mickey laughed a little. "Wouldn't have it any other way"He said before glancing at the clock seeing the bell was in five minutes. "hey what class do you have next Malcum?"Mickey asked softly

"Algebra, my favorite subject. With Mrs. Maleficent. My least favorite teacher. Blech." He made a gagging motion. "I mean, her skin's... green. Green! Ew." He nuzzled Mickey's neck.

Goofy scratched his head. "Heya, I think I got that, too. Ha-yuk!" He laughed his signature one.

"oh, Well I have Honors Biology with Mr. Vexen.. I am a bit scared about that class though. They made me sign a waver before they would let me sign up. Is he dangerous or something?"Mickey said softly not knowing about Vexen's past records. He wasn't much older than the kids. He just got out of college to be a teacher about three years ago.

Malcum and Goofy exchanged glances. "...I don't feel safe with you in that class. He's a little... destructive and... experimental at times..." Malcum wound his arms around his boyfriend's shoulders. "I don't want you to get hurt."

"Well I can't get changed out of it now"Mickey said softly with a bit of a frown. "Man I did I have to be a smart kid"Mickey said a bit scared for his life now...

Malcum chuckled. "Just use your common sense. Goofy and I survived his class. If you think something he's doing isn't safe to an extent, tell him. He usually stops. If he doesn't stop, text me 'vexen' and I'll get down there quick, alright? It may mean life or death."

"okay, but what about your teacher, won't she care?"Mickey said really being a goody-goody when it came to school. Probably why he was in all honor classes. Except Art. There wasn't an honors in art.

"I don't give a s**t. If it's to make sure you're safe, she can get that pole out her a** and feel something for once in her damn life." He looked into Michael's eyes determined. "I will save you no matter what, alright?"

"Thank you Malcum"Mickey said happily before the bell rang. "walk me to the biology room?"He said more of asking him was he going to seeing as he didn't know where his class was and he didn't want him to be tardy.

"okay, I'll get tested"Riku said hugging Sora again comfortingly. "It's okay Sora, I promise I'll still love you no matter what"Riku said softly back

Mickey looked up at Malcum. "Yeah, it's for the best"He said softly then he was walking to the door figuring no byes were necessary. Hearing Sora had AIDS meant that Riku was going to have to see Sora die... That was enough goodbye.

Sora smiled a little, wiping the tears away. "I know you will. Thank you, Riku." He kissed Riku's lips gently and smiled wider, eyes shining.

Malcum held Mickey's hand as they left the hospital. "How sad," he commented softly.

Mickey didn't say anything for a while... just thinking. Finally after they were halfway back to the school, Mickey said something. "Malcum... you have been tested right"He said his voice sounding unsure of himself, but both times they have had sex was unprotected...

"Yeah, Babe, I've been tested. I promise you. I'm clean. Have you been tested?" he replied back, pulling Mickey close to him.

"Well my mom never had it so he didn't give it to me, and you are my first to I would say I was pretty clean"Mickey said looking over at him with a soft expression. "I mean I could get checked if you want.."Mickey said looking back down at his lap.

Malcum smiled. "I trust you, Mickey. If you want to get checked, fine. It won't bother me to be safe." He pulled Mickey close and kissed his lips softly.

"I think I do... Just to be safe"He said softly before Malcum pulled him close. He jumped a little as the car skid a little. "Road, Road, Road"He said said quickly after the kiss.

Malcum laughed and looked back at the road, smoothly turning into the school parking lot. He parked. "There. Feel safe now?"

"Depends on what exactly I am suppose to feel safe from. If it is the road. It wasn't the roads fault, why should I fear it. It wasn't the car's fault, you were suppose to be driving it. Now you, you I can fear because you, mister would endanger both our lives for one kiss. How safe can I be?"Mickey pointed out getting out the car starting to walk towards the dorms looking back at him with a smile. "and to answer your question. Yes, I feel safe"He said back loudly... happily. He didn't fear being Malcum. Malcum was just an adventurous kinda guy and Mickey was looking for adventure. Statically speaking they were meant for each other.

"Hey boss, I found that kid... yeah... He goes to school with Riku.... Kill him?... got it boss. I'll be back at the hideout with him in thirty minutes tops"A henchman of Sephiroth said to Sephiroth over the phone before hanging up and pulling out a gun. He was in the back of the parking lot watching the scene. He rolled down his window and shot. He wasn't aiming to kill, just to injury go enough to stop him from running. Mickey ducked at the shot of the gun, but since the gun was aimed at his leg, the henchman didn't miss, nailed him in the lower thigh. "Run"Mickey yelled back to Malcum before trying to get up to run, his leg refusing to work but he wanted Malcum to get out of there. If they were out to kill witness where a bad idea.

XXXX"Well before I left for the dorms, a nurse came and talk Malcum that Mickey was up and talking. She also said that he was going to make it. It really made Malcum happy"Demyx said happily Zexion reaching over and taking Zexion's hand. "He was happy to get Mickey back, just like I was happy to get you back."Demyx noted before leaning over and kissing Zexion softly on the lips.

XXXXDemyx smiled at Zexion before leaning back closer to him and kissing him sweetly before pulling back. "You are so sweet like Candy" Demyx said cheerfully before pulling back and shifting in his seat a little. "You want to help me do my homework?" Demyx asked not really pressing for anything beyond simple kisses. He was all bruised up today, but of course he wouldn't dare tell that to Zexion. That was his secret too keep for now.

XXXXDemyx smiled up at Zexion. "Well, this is math, which I'm actually really good at. Numbers just stick with me for some reason, but um I could use some help in history. We started out by getting this paper. Basically, I have to find answer questions from each chapter. It's not due until Wednesday, but I might not have time Monday or Tuesday to do that."Demyx explained softly opening the book to where he was at and looking up at Zexion. "I think I would like history more if it wasn't so boring"He laughed a little trying to remain lighthearted about the situation. He didn't like sitting down and doing home work.

XXXX "I know, I know, it's part of that whole, we have to learn from our history so we don't make the same mistakes" Demyx said back before frowning a little seeing Zexion hurting. "of course, baby, don't over do yourself, you did get shot recently"Demyx told him before getting the remote like Zexion asked. Then he slowly adjusted the bed for Zexion watching carefully for any signs for pain in Zexion's face.