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Humberto smiled. "Alright-- uh-- do you mind sitting in a car? I know some people dont like it-- but I did drive here," he admits. "Although I'll admit it's a bit messy..."

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Humberto grinned. “Perfect– there’s this nice buffet place that hasn’t kicked me out yet for eating a lot– uh we could… go there?”

To say Humberto was nervous would be an understatement honestly. He never really had the chance to date people honestly. His first kiss was Jeanne– but they never officially went on dates. He went to prom with Anya but they ended up just friends… and he never actually went on a date with a guy, yet.

Vic nodded, ready to go right now. He sticks his hands in his pockets. “Okay, ready to take me there?” He smiles, an infectious sweet smile, slightly nervous under all of it. But he wanted to, going to a diner on a date with a cute guy? Count him in!

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Humberto grinned. "Perfect-- there's this nice buffet place that hasn't kicked me out yet for eating a lot-- uh we could... go there?"

To say humberto was nervous would be an understatement honestly. He never really had the chance to date people honestly. His first kiss was Jeanne-- but they never officially went on dates. He went to prom with Anya but they ended up just friends... and he never actually went on a date with a guy, yet.

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Humberto stood there awkwardly as Vic talked to Santo, fidgeting with his hands. “I mean– yeah– I uh– i think you’re cute, thought so since the game but I wasn’t really– well– out then.” He kicked a small pebble. “Do you wanna… get dinner or see a movie or go to a meusem or– something?” He gave Vic a nervous smile. “I want to get to know you better.”

Vic swallowed. It’s not that he’d never been asked out, or even dated someone. But it had been a while, and when he was last in the dating game a lot of it was just guys into him because he was a) a mutant or b) an X-man. This didn’t seem to be the case right now.

“I uh, yeah. I’d really like that. I’m best with dinner, if that’s cool.”

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Humberto stood there awkwardly as Vic talked to Santo, fidgeting with his hands. "I mean-- yeah-- I uh-- i think you're cute, thought so since the game but I wasn't really-- well-- out then." He kicked a small pebble. "Do you wanna... get dinner or see a movie or go to a meusem or-- something?" He gave Vic a nervous smile. "I want to get to know you better."

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Well that didn’t work… Maybe a blunter approach would work. “What– No– What I meant to do was well– I was trying to flirt with you.” Humberto didn’t think that he could even leave the academy… Even though it felt like it had practically fallen apart after his death.

“Wait, what?” Vic blinked and tried to not stare. Flirting? With him? But before he could answer his watch went off. Damn it! Squadron training right now? He spotted Santo coming his way and grabbed him without explanation, “Hey can you take my kids this session? I’ll owe you one.” It took agreeing to TWO of Santo’s session but the guy agreed and Vic turned his gaze back on Humberto. “Sorry, uh. Duties. I mean, I train younger ki- anyway. Uh. You were… flirting?”

Well that didn’t work... Maybe a blunter approach would work. “What-- No-- What I meant to do was well-- I was trying to flirt with you.” Humberto didn’t think that he could even leave the academy... Even though it felt like it had practically fallen apart after his death.

"I don't usually come by Professor Xavier's school but I listened this time when someone told me to follow my dreams." (@vic)

“… Your dream was to join the X-men? That’s so cool! We could definitely use more guys like you, Reptil. I thought that when we had the Academy game.”

Humberto: C'mon, Striker, you line up against Anole. Brandon: That’s stupid. He’s a lot faster than me. What about Julie or– Maddy: Just do it! Victor: Let me guess. You’re the only gay kid in class. Brandon: Oh…you too, huh? Great. Sorry. Victor: Nah, it’s cool. They mean well. Once they figure out what your type is, they might even help you meet a nice guy.  Brandon: I’m only just figuring out what my type is. For all the good it’ll do me now.  Victor: What, the scars? Dude, I’ve got scales and one Popeye arm. I’m not saying it’s been easy, but I’ve had great dates. With mutants and humans. Seriously what kind of person is going to change their mind about you just because of those scars? Brandon: Me. Victor: Well, aim higher than you. Intercepted! Humberto: You were right. You’re terrible. Ava: Line up against Glob Herman.

“Well that sucks, that just makes things harder,” Humberto said with a light frown, munching on a chip.

Humberto went quiet when Julian told him he was a werewolf. “Neat!” He said in his child like innocence. “I’d love to learn more... I like the way you explain things to me.”

Humberto swung his little legs, stuffing his face with chips as he let his curiousity run rampant in his own mind. He paused for a long while.

“Two shapeshifters,” he whispered. “We really do match,” he added with a bit of a grin.

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Humberto nodded. “I mean- Mr. Allen, Dr. Snow and Cisco all smell slightly different- Mr. Allen smells like a metahumans, but there’s… I dunno he smells like electricity, I guess. Dr. Snow smells like cold air, and Cisco… I don’t know what Cisco smells like, but it’s different.”

Humberto paused, gasping a bit before nodding. “That’s why you can smell people like I can,” he said softly, before grinning at Julian. “That’s amazing Julian- you could use it all the time as a CSI… I mean Mr. Allen’s a cool CSI- but how can someone who runs fast be late all the time? Anyways- you could probably use it to determine time of death- you could find out who did the crime because their scent is there… that’s awesome,” Humberto said with a bright grin, remembering to keep his voice down.

Humberto began eating some chips, swinging his legs a little bit as he thought. “Julian what do you turn into?” He asked in a hushed whisper.

Julian takes a deep breath, his eyes moving to look out the window for a long moment as he, too, munches on a chip, considering how best to answer Humberto’s question.

“I admit, I have done that, but you always need proof that someone was there, and my sense of smell doesn’t count as such.” He turned a smile to the young boy, then leaned over the table again to speak very, very quietly.

“Un hombre lobo, Humberto. That’s what I turn into.” Bloody hell he hoped he wouldn’t terrify him too much with that information. “I’ll tell you more about it later if you like.” He added, leaning back once more.

Of course, speaking Spanish in a Mexican restaurant might not be the best way to avoid someone else understanding, but really, Americans were predictable with their lack of care and concern about learning other languages.

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Humberto nodded. “I mean- Mr. Allen, Dr. Snow and Cisco all smell slightly different- Mr. Allen smells like a metahumans, but there’s... I dunno he smells like electricity, I guess. Dr. Snow smells like cold air, and Cisco... I don’t know what Cisco smells like, but it’s different.”

Humberto paused, gasping a bit before nodding. “That’s why you can smell people like I can,” he said softly, before grinning at Julian. “That’s amazing Julian- you could use it all the time as a CSI... I mean Mr. Allen’s a cool CSI- but how can someone who runs fast be late all the time? Anyways- you could probably use it to determine time of death- you could find out who did the crime because their scent is there... that’s awesome,” Humberto said with a bright grin, remembering to keep his voice down.

Humberto began eating some chips, swinging his legs a little bit as he thought. “Julian what do you turn into?” He asked in a hushed whisper.

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Humberto nodded, setting his menu down as he decided. Thankfully they were not close to any humans. He then grabbed the tortilla chips on the table and poured himself some salsa.

Humberto frowned but nodded. “… Julian is this why you don’t smell like other humans?”’he asked quietly. “I mean- mr. Allen, Dr. Snow, and Cisco all smell different from normal humans, but you don’t even smell like them.”

He shut up when the waitress came over. She smiled. “What are y’all having tonight?” She asked sweetly, pulling out her notebook. “Can I have a steak fajita please?” Humberto asked and the waitress grinned. “Why of course honey- thank you for using your manners little guy,” she said, before turning to Julian. “What will you have hun?”

Julian smiled up at the waitress. “I’ll have the same, actually, please. That sounds delicious.” The meat sounded delicious more than anything, and he made certain to use his own manners to continue setting a good example for Humberto. He thanked her before she walked off, then turned his attention back to the boy he had taken in.

“That is why, yes. You smell differently from them, too.” He had to assume it was because of Humberto’s abilities. Where as Allen’s, Cisco’s and Cait’s powers were all more or less elemental based, Humberto’s were primarily animalistic. Just like Draco being a werewolf.

He smiled softly at the frown on Humberto’s features and leaned across the table, as if he were telling a huge secret. Which he technically was. “You see,” he whispered. “You aren’t the only one who can shift into an animal form. You just have a much greater range than I do.”

Humberto grinned. “Yeah, I thought you’d like it love. I had this one specially made for you too, it’s got a charm that wards people away without them noticing so you won’t worry about people figuring out you’re under the cloak,” he said, kissing Xavin’s cheek. “Happy late anniversary love.”

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“I know I didn’t have to- but this is the gift I said was going to be late on our anniversary,” Humberto said, giving Xavin a grin. He slipped it out of his bag, handing it to Xavin. It was an invisiblity cloak, one manufactured by a wizard, so it wasn’t as good as the one made by Death. “Like it?”

“You’re sweet.” They said, studying him before their attention was caught by the dark cloak in his hands. “Wow.” They whispered, watching as their hand disappeared under the strange fabric. “Humberto…I don’t know what to say. It’s wonderful.” How useful could this be? Not just sneaking back from Hogsmeade - they could wander all of Hogwarts without notice; they could roam their house without fear of their parents.

Humberto nodded, setting his menu down as he decided. Thankfully they were not close to any humans. He then grabbed the tortilla chips on the table and poured himself some salsa.

Humberto frowned but nodded. “... Julian is this why you don’t smell like other humans?”’he asked quietly. “I mean- mr. Allen, Dr. Snow, and Cisco all smell different from normal humans, but you don’t even smell like them.”

He shut up when the waitress came over. She smiled. “What are y’all having tonight?” She asked sweetly, pulling out her notebook. “Can I have a steak fajita please?” Humberto asked and the waitress grinned. “Why of course honey- thank you for using your manners little guy,” she said, before turning to Julian. “What will you have hun?”

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Humberto nodded, frowning as he looked down on the table. “I just- you’re really nice Julian- and I didn’t want her to upset you… and- I got really angry, I don’t like people like her,” he said with a sigh.

Humberto shook his head and began looking over the menu. Something that Julian said was bugging him… but what was it? He frowned lightly, thinking to himself. Technically he would normally order off the kids menu, but he ate a lot for a kid his age. “Can I have a steak Fajita?” He asked Julian, looking up at the man.

Then, it hit Humberto. Julian heard the lady… that must mean- “Julian- are you a metahuman?” Humberto asked in a hushed whisper, not wanting to reveal Julian if he was one. “You said you heard the lady- but she was too far away for a human to hear.”

“You can have whatever you want, little love,” Draco said, smiling over the menu before going back to perusing his own. He’d almost decided what he wanted when Humberto spoke up again and Julian felt as if his heart had almost stopped. Oh Merlin.

He put the menu down and looked at Humberto with wide eyes for a moment. “I—” he shook his head. He knew he needed to tell Humberto eventually. He couldn’t keep having the boy stay with Caitlin or Barry or Iris or Joe or whomever every full moon.

“No. I’m not a metahuman,” he answered quietly. “I’m—something else. I promise I’ll tell you after we eat dinner, all right?” Hopefully learning he was a werewolf and a wizard wouldn’t scare the poor kid.

Humberto nodded, frowning as he looked down on the table. “I just- you’re really nice Julian- and I didn’t want her to upset you... and- I got really angry, I don’t like people like her,” he said with a sigh.

Humberto shook his head and began looking over the menu. Something that Julian said was bugging him... but what was it? He frowned lightly, thinking to himself. Technically he would normally order off the kids menu, but he ate a lot for a kid his age. “Can I have a steak Fajita?” He asked Julian, looking up at the man.

Then, it hit Humberto. Julian heard the lady... that must mean- “Julian- are you a metahuman?” Humberto asked in a hushed whisper, not wanting to reveal Julian if he was one. “You said you heard the lady- but she was too far away for a human to hear.”

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Humberto, from spending time with Julian, was slowly developing a french accent of his own, but that didn’t bother him too much, nor did he notice. “I like it being called a flat, it sounds nicer,” Humberto said. “A maisonette sounds fancy too.”

Humberto climbed into the passenger seat. He grinned at Julian and buckled up. He looked at his hair from the side mirror. He wanted to make it blue… maybe he would later.

When they got to the restaurant, the hostess had been a little rude… Julian wouldn’t have been able to hear it, but Humberto had heightened senses, so he heard the girl say “if people are gonna come to our country, they should speak our English.” Humberto squeezed Julian’s hand tightly, his teeth grit in anger. Then, the glass near the hostess shattered, for no reason. The hostess jumped, and quickly got Julian and Humberto to their table, which was a booth in the corner. Humberto sat across from Julian.

“… I’m sorry about the glass- she was saying bad things about you- I couldn’t- I cloudn’t help it.”

“I know, I heard,” Julian said, settling into the booth. He shrugged. “I’ve learned to ignore it, Humberto. Sometimes it’s best to ignore these things, or you might have more breaking around you.” He smiled softly.

He hadn’t been at all surprised by the shattering glass. One more reason he wanted to write to Headmistress McGonagall. Humberto was twelve, he would be a year behind in his studies, but either Draco could tutor him over the summer before he started classes, or he could just start a little late. Whichever McGonagall thought best, he supposed.

“Do you know what you want to eat?” He asked, glancing over his own menu, and not quite realizing the implications of having heard what Humberto had. Sometimes he forgot his own heightened senses from being a werewolf.

Humberto, from spending time with Julian, was slowly developing a french accent of his own, but that didn’t bother him too much, nor did he notice. “I like it being called a flat, it sounds nicer,” Humberto said. “A maisonette sounds fancy too.”

Humberto climbed into the passenger seat. He grinned at Julian and buckled up. He looked at his hair from the side mirror. He wanted to make it blue... maybe he would later.

When they got to the restaurant, the hostess had been a little rude... Julian wouldn’t have been able to hear it, but Humberto had heightened senses, so he heard the girl say “if people are gonna come to our country, they should speak our English.” Humberto squeezed Julian’s hand tightly, his teeth grit in anger. Then, the glass near the hostess shattered, for no reason. The hostess jumped, and quickly got Julian and Humberto to their table, which was a booth in the corner. Humberto sat across from Julian.

“... I’m sorry about the glass- she was saying bad things about you- I couldn’t- I cloudn’t help it.”

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Humberto was surprised at hearing what happened to Julian… his mind went wild with the possibilities, but he was glad Julian was trusting him with even the vague idea. He gave Julian a small smile back and sniffled, wiping his eyes. “Okay, Julian,” he said quietly, squeezing Julian’s hand as he nodded.

“Julian? Why does Mr. Allen call the flat an apartment and you call it a flat?” He asked as he walked by Julian’s side, still holding his hand.

Julian chuckled as they headed down to the parking lot and to his car. “Because I’m British, and Allen is American. Americans call it an apartment. Brits call it a flat. If our front door opened directly outside, instead of a corridor like it does, it would be called a maisonette,” he explained.

“Come on, into the car now.” It wasn’t a very fancy car, nor a very expensive one. Just a plain Honda Civic, silver in color. He opened the passenger side door for Humberto so he could climb in.

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