He stood there watching the last bits of Nice's luggage being carried away. Then there he was. He ran off to him and pulled him by his wrist to the roof top. Tiw had already left.
"Why are you doing this?" Dylan asked his eyes teary.
He gave no response.
"I gave you everything you wanted. Even my very own innocence."
"It's not like I'm getting married." Nice responded casually. Maybe there was more to it.
"Then why leave?" Nice couldn't respond. He knew he could no longer keep up with the dry face he was showing. His heartbeat was raging. Maybe he never wanted to leavem what made him leave? This was like the second time he was running away from love. But now he had already made a vow. A vow only he knew about. Not the other party.
"Please respond." He stated tears in his eyes. He had never seen him as vulnerable as he was now. He wished to explain in all. He wished to tell him not to cry but what next. Hence he still remained there silent.
"You are the only person I trusted in this life. How could you do this to me." Maybe to himself he thought this was another person treating him like another murderer. He left. Nice fell on his knees. His heart ached. He wished he could call him back so that he could hold him but he couldn't. He didn't want his purpose to be the cause of his second heartbreak in life.
Then his world turned white. His mother. He could feel her. He wiped his tears but they still came.
"Are you sure you don't want to fight with him?" A voice came.
"I can't " he responded wiping his tears and taking a deep breath.
"What if he doesn't wait for you like Tiw?"
"I don't know. I'll die maybe." He responded taking in a few deep breaths.
"If I made him fall for me once hell fall for me again even if it takes a thousand years." He responded in a much more calmer tone.
"Okay so make up point?"
"I'll apologize for ousting him and claim my love infront of everyone."
"Do that. But I was talking of Daniel." She responded.
Dylan walked into his room. It felt empty just by the look of it.
"Are you okay?" Madrigal asked. He had never seen him in such a state. Even when he died the boy wasn't this sad.
"I don't know. I have many questions but I don't even know who to ask."
"Ask me I'm here."
"It's..."
"About last night?" He asked.
"I don't even know. If it was about last night he wouldn't have kissed my forehead this morning."
"Then what?"
"Does he not like me?"
"Before that you two had some conflict right."
"Not that big. I just called him mine. In a tense manner."
"Then flirt with him afresh. Maybe there is still some spark." Madrigal responded trying to get him to shake his thoughts off.
SEVERAL HOURS EARLIER
"Sex what does the word mean? To most humans it's a casual act where people bang in bed and days pass by just to fulfil last but in reality it has a different meaning. Very different that at times people shurder once they note of it. During intercourse bodies merge to form a whole new body. Different according to it's type. During the process fluids are exchanged. This aren't just bodily fluids but also spiritual fluids that make one have some behavior similar to the one they mate with. Once you sleep with someone you exchange spirits. Murder theft prostitution kindness loyalty all are exchanged during that little pleasure full moment. Do you remember that?" A voice came. So strict so precise.
"Yes." Nice responded as he knelt.
"Okay so in a months time you need to have finished up all of the missions you have that are dangerous or else you'll drag him down with you."
"Yes master." Nice responded. It was the first time in his life he got to meet him. The head of spirit protestors.
"Tiw!" He called once he was in the football field. The others were there.
He ran over and sat by them.
"Can I change rooms with Tay?" He asked suddenly.
"Did the young master upset you?" Sheen asked.
"No. There is something we need to work out and I need a plan."
"Should I call Nick?" Bison cut in.
"We'll talk tonight. I hope we still work out."
"Yes boss." Tay joked as the others hit him.
"My bunny reports it all." He responded. As they all sat watching people play on the field. Not that it was their most favourite sport but it was just somewhere where they could sit and be themselves. Talk and ensure they were on the same page.
"Something up?" Joseph asked as he sat by him leaving some space between them and the others.
"Nothing much. Just trying to cope up."
"With what happened last night?" He asked. Nice drifted his thoughts and looked at him.
"How did you?"
"I just heard you screaming while I was out brushing my teeth."
"I removed no sound."
"So I was correct. What is s going on between the master and his secretary?" Joseph asked. They rarely talked. Not because they were enemies but because they respected each other's boundaries.
"It's kind of a he tic thing."
"Want to go on the same roller coaster as Tiw?" He asked him. He was always there. He saw everything that no one saw.
"I know he is different." Nice responded so confident.
"But he has a heart and it might get broken just as Tiw's heart did."
"But I won't lose him like Tiw made me lose him."
"So confident. This love isn't a joke."
"Maybe. And it's between us."
"Wait, about the screaming did you really..." He asked as he moved his hands in a logical manner teasing him.
"Fuck you asshole!!" Nice moved his lips as he ran from him.