Wobin and Lya in Clamp CCS manga style

Pose and heavy ref from this Clamp Syaoran Sakura art

To the Perfection Chapter 3 Part 1

And here it is! The beginning of the last chapter! I hope you’ll like it.

Thomas Monday April 22

Joël offered him some water. The ginger didn't know why he knocked at the door. Why he came in his friend's bedroom. But here he was, hunched on the bed, feeling worst than he ever had. What have I done ? What the hell have I done ?!

"Sooo are we gonna talk about why you showed up in the middle of the night at my place with the sadest expression you could think of ?" asked the other.

"No."

"Oh okay."

Joël stood up and opened the door. Thomas looked at him, disconcerted. What is he doing ?

"Since you don't wanna talk you can leave." he said. "We have class tomorow and I need to sleep. You know where the exit is."

"You'll let your depressed friend leave on his own in the middle of the night ?" asked the ginger, astonished.

"My friend would talk to me." countered Joël.

A blank followed. Thomas lowered his eyes. I don't even know why I came here ? He won't be any help.

"Fuck it." mumbled Joël. "Look man, I decided years ago I would NOT be involved in any drama with you and Cody. You two are soooo complicated. I always acted nice with both of you and I always tried to let you as much space as you needed. I saw you withdraw but I never blamed you for anything. But that's it. I'm done with both of you and aaaaall your craps. DONE you hear me ? So what do you want Thomy ? Talk or get the fuck out of my place ?"

The ginger glanced at his friend. This one wasn't kidding.

"Talk." he finally whispered. "I want to talk."

"Okay. Let me go grab some ice cream and a strong coffee. I know, orange flavored ice cream for you."

Thomas watched him leave, surprised. He knows that ? How ?

It took some time for them to get more comfortable. Thomas stayed in the bed, and Joël sat cozily on his pouffe. And then, silent. The ginger took a big breath in.

"I'm not really in a relationship with Ilhan." he started. "We're not a couple."

"Sooo... you're not gay ?"

"I'm in love with Dan, Raphaël's boyfriend. Well, ex-boyfriend now."

"So you're gay ?"

"I've been in love for five years and I wanted to be with him. So I did a plan to ruin Raphaël and his relationship. Turn out it worked and they broke up. Or I think so. Anyway, I'm a monster."

"Yup, definitely gay."

Thomas sat up straight and glared at Joël.

"Yes dude, I'm fucking gay ! Can you go past that already ?!"

"Sorry if this is a big news for me ! It's not like if I was always talking to you about girls and how cute they were but close enough ! Dude I feel so dumb now ! You could've warned a man !"

The ginger didn't reply, completely caught out. What the hell is he babbling about ?

"Damn buddy, I must've been so annoying with all my waffle about girls ! I'm sorry !"

"What the fuck are you apologising for ?! I'm gay, not anti-girl you fucker."

Joël made a face.

"Really ? Cool."

He sank into his pouffe and slurped a big swallow of his coffee.

"You can continue now." he invited.

He must be kidding me.

"I love Dan." he said anyway. "The man living with me."

His voice broke. I hurt him so much. I'm so stupid.

"Okay, cool." mumbled his friend but he didn't seem impressed at all. "What about Ilhan ? What is he to you ?"

"A fuck buddy I guess ? I'm just fucking him when I need to release the pressure of being around Dan. Which is every night or so."

Joël licked the ice cream he had on his finger. Why on earth I'm talking to him ?

"Sooo... Is that you who fattened both of them ? For your fetish ?"

"What is it about your weird questions ?"

"You did it or not ?"

Thomas grunted. I think he's missing the point here.

"Yes." he said nonetheless. "I fattened them. How do you know that ?"

"Man, when you fatten someone, they usually become FAT. It's not something you can hide." explained very seriously Joël.

"I don't mean that asshole ! How did you understand it was my doing ?"

"Oh c'mon dude... I know you since kindergarten and you seriously thought I would not notice how many of our acquaintances ended up chubby while they were hanging out with you ? Do you think I'm dumb ?"

Something like that yes. Thomas held his comment. This whole conversation was senseless.

"Anyway back to the topic." continued Joël. "So you and Ilhan are only having sex. Does he know that too ?"

What kind of question is it ? We don't care about this idiot !

"Of course he's." replied the ginger sharply. "What do you imply ? Do you think I would've forced him to have sex only to satiate my selfish desire ?"

"I don't know man, DID you ?"

A blank followed. Thomas grabbed the nearest pillow and hide his head in it. The soft touch made him think about Dan, which was more painful than anything else right now.

"Yeah." he piteously admitted. '"I totally did that. I'm not even sure he's gay... But he never said no ! It was consensual !"

"Okay, okay, I believe that." assured Joël. "Would've been pretty uncool to wake up my father the sheriff to arrest you for rape."

"Jo ! I never did such a thing !"

His friend pouted.

"So you're in love with Dan." he recalled. "Raphaël's boyfriend."

"Yeah. To my defense, I already loved him before they got together." precised Thomas. "And it was very hard to see them all the time. They looked so perfect ! It became worst when Dan moved in and my mom left. I just couldn't control myself, I wanted him so badly ! Note that is why I slept with Ilhan and this is totally Gregory's fault because he gave me the idea. Anyway, that's when Darren showed up."

Joël's whistled, suddenly more interested.

"Another dude ! This is better than the cheesy show my mom watch every night !"

For god sake. Just shut up.

"So I kind of thought Darren and Raphaël had an affair. No, I just decided they were having one because it was the best way to make Dan jealous. I managed to make him doubt my brother. Then I talked with Darren, who turned out to be the old bully of Raphaël in middle school, and I charged them in front of Dan. He was so heart-broken and mad, he didn't thought twice about it and he blamed my big bro. This one ran away and he hadn't contacted us since. And tonight, I almost slept with Dan who was drunk and that's when I realised I had just broke his heart and probalby Raphaël's one too."

A blank followed. Joël processed the whole thing slowly.

"Okay. So a lot of shit happened. What about Cody ?"

"What about him ?"

"Man, you literally turned the whole school against him. Was it only for what he said about your fake couple with Ilhan ?"

The ginger lowered his head, ashamed of himself.

"Actually, he never said that. I was pissed because I thought he was spying for Raphaël and trying to mess with me so I gave him an underserved lesson."

Joël finished his coffee. He's taking all that surprinsingly well. To be honest, saying things out loud was soothing. Thomas was realising slowly how awful and selfish he had been. And how many people I hurt in the process.

"What's the deal between you and Raphaël anyway ?" asked finally his friend.

The ginger didn't understand the question. Is he off track or what ? I just told him the whole picture.

"He's dating my crush dumbass." he explained again.

"Oh big news there." said ironically Joël. "You want me to believe you were ready to literally destroy your brother's life only for your teenage crush ? I get you could be jealous of him. Maybe you could have resented him a little. But it seems to me like you utterly hate the dude. Who, I want to recall, is your BIG BROTHER, the man who took care of you since birth and who's always saying you're his precious little brother. You know, your number one fan..."

Thomas opened his mouth. Closed it. That's... He never thought about it that way.

"Buddy, was Dan the real problem here or were you trying to make a point ?" asked Joël. "Because I would totally understand if you had tried to conquer the person you loved. But to me, it looks like you were more preoccupied by the idea of surpassing Raphaël than having Dan."

"I... I don't know." whispered the ginger.

It was true he was obsessed with Raphaël. He was always thinking about him. About how to be more perfect than him.

"My big bro is... the best man on earth." he confessed with sadness. "It's so hard to be in his shadow. To be behind him. I mean, he's everything I want. He's successful, handsome, always acting logically... Man, am I just desesparate to be him ?"

"Something like that maybe ?"

Thomas didn't realise he was crying until he felt a tear fall on his cheek. What I've done ? I'm the worst person ever... The worst friend, the worst lover and the worst brother.

"Okay I think this is enough for one night." decided Joël. "We'll work through this starting tomorow."

"Why ?"

"Why what ?"

"Why are you helping me ? I've caused only problems to everyone."

"Yeah, glad you realise that now dummy. Just give me some space in MY bed now, it's sleep time."

Cody Monday April 22

< Jo : ThOmy's FeelnG sIcK. WoNt be tHerE todAy. >

It was the text Cody recieved this early morning. He decided to go turn a blind eye to the awful spelling of his friend. Something weird is going on. First Ilhan who revealed that his relationship with the ginger wasn't sane and now that. There are too many things I don't understand. Why Thomas had decided to fuck his friend out of the blue three months ago ? And why he had done it almost everynight then ? Ilhan hadn't detailed much. I know they have sex and he wants it to stop. But what are Thomas's motivations ? Why would he do something like that ? Apparently, he had decided to fake the couple thing in order to avoid complications. So was he only desesperate for sex ? I would have help him on that. Cody blushed. No he didn't thought that at all.

"Hey dude." greeted Ilhan.

He waved him and they walked to class. The dark-haired lad sighed. He had asked Ilhan time before  he had to give him an answer. He needs my help to get rid of Thomas. And me, I want Thomas. Maybe he could learn some tips about what had attracted the ginger in the first place ?

"Did you thought about what I said ?" whispered Ilhan. "Because I fear the moment he'll come back at my place."

"Actually, I did." replied Cody. "And yes, I'll help you. Come to my home this evening and we'll talk more about it."

Dan Monday April 22

One bell. Two. Three. Voicemail. Again. The college student let out a sob.

"Please Raphaël..." he lamented.

Another day filled with silent. Trapped here with his guilt. He had already thought about moving back at his parent's place but he wasn't sure he would be able to face them. He couldn't look Shirley nor Carol in the eye. He couldn't talk with Thomas. He was facing his conscience. Because he had hurt the only person he wanted to see.

To be continued

A really big Thomas’s pov... We’ll be centered around him for a while anyway. 

Joel is... I love Joel. And he’s done with that shit.

The next day, I was getting ready to go to Orange Pizza. I brought everything I need in my backpack. I need to take my amulet just in case. I told Aaron I was ready. He shook his head at me. I had to ask him what is wrong, he responds with "You should get another job." I told him it was the only available job there is and it was the only way to support ourselves. "What if its another trap? I won't risk putting you in danger again." He growls. I don't know whether to believe him or not, but I really need a job to support the family. I told him "I'm bringing my amulet with me, just in case." Aaron just sighed and transformed into an orca. Blossom got on first since she loves sitting on Aaron's head. I got on afterwards and we headed to sea. The way Aaron swims is starting to make me feel nauseous. Either I get acrophobia through flight or sea sick through sailing. We FINALLY arrived to our destination. I got off and waved Aaron and Blossom bye. "Bye bye big sister!" Blossom shouts. "Be careful!" Aaron calls out. "Don't worry, I can take care of myself. See ya'll later!" I call out. Orca Aaron swims away while Blossom still waves at me. I took a deep breath and shout "IT'S SHOW TIME!" I ran around the park like a little kid. I'm too excited, I had to let out the child in me. I even got on the swings and jumped off just as I got high enough. I got a lousy landing though, I fell on the sand and got some on my hair. But I don't care. I'm ecstatic! I brushed off as much sand as I could and jogged down the little trails. Then I notice a girl standing near a tree. She just stared at me. I didn't pay that much attention to her. She suddenly walked up to me and said "You looked like you had fun!" She kinda startled me a little bit. "Oh...yeah, sorry for that 'childish' performance in the playground." I said with a nervous giggle. "What for?" She asked. "I'm on my way to apply for a job at Orange Pizza." I told her. She began to fangirl. "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! I'M GOING TO APPLY THERE TOO!!" I don't know what came over me, I began to fangirl too. "YOU ARE!? OH MY.....AAAGH!!!" This time we both ran around the park like little kids and played on the swings, jumped off and got sand in our hair as we land. "Jeebus Crust! We're gonna be late!" I shout. "What are we waiting for? Let's go!" She shouts as well. We both racewalked to the street lights. As we wait during the red light, we introduce ourselves. "My name is Sapphire! Nice to meet ya!" She said while holding out her hand. "Angel's my name and same to you." I said as I held out my hand to shake hers. The moment the light turned green, we ran like cheetahs chasing a gazelle. Cause that's how fast we are, I'm glad Sapphire is fit to run with me. We stopped to catch our breath. "Wow! You are quite the athlete." Sapphire complimented me while wheezing. "Thanks, but look at you. You are fit to go to the Olympics!" I complimented her back. "Aww, thanks!" She said to me with a cute smile. As we both turn around, we made it to Orange Pizza. We squealed at the sight of it, but we're too tired to run again. This time we walked over to it. As we got in, the place was.....empty. There were no customers, no dirty tables or floors, the machines in the arcade are off. The only thing that was active was the Orange robot. Sapphire and I were a bit confused. Finally a man came out and greeted us. "Welcome! I've been expecting customers!" He said in a friendly tone. "Actually, we're here to apply for the job." I told the man. He must be the manager. "Oh, even better! The more the merrier, the better the safer. I'm Paul. What are yours name?" He said still keeping his friendly tone. After Sapphire and I introduced ourselves, he told us that he is closing and we'll start work tomorrow. Wait a minute? That's it? Just our names? He didn't interview us or anything. He said "No thanks! Your name is enough!" He led us out the front door and locked up. "See you ladies tomorow!" He said as we waves at us and we wave back at him. "That was...easy." Sapphire said in a bittersweet tone. I agree. Assuming Sapphire is my age, managers always need to interview people especially in their teens. Oh what the heck. "Look at the bright side. WE'RE HIRED!!" I shout. "YEE-YEAH!!" She shouts as well. But after a moment of silence, Sapphire asks me "Um....what should we do next?" "I dunno, should we go home?" I suggested since I'm kinda out of options. Sapphire gave me her suggestion "I don't have a home but I rented a hotel. You should came with me like....a...SLEEPOVER!!!" Ow! Fangirling seems to be this girls thing. I was not sure about this until she adds "Come on Angel, its close by. Its a walking distance! You live pretty far and I don't want you to be late on your first day!" "Hang on...how do you know I live far?" I asked. She began to blush, looks away and mumbles "I....kinda saw you riding an orca." Girls got pretty good eyesight. Sapphire lightens up and gets all over my face and shouts "But THAT IS AWESOME THAT YOU RIDE AN ORCA TO GET HERE! I'm so lucky I met you!" I can't help but smile. I never met anyone with that much energy. I thought I had mental issues but now, this girl gives me hope. She led me to the hotel and we both shared a room. "Make yourself at home. My ketchup is your ketchup! Oh wait....stupid tongue of mine its my CASA is your CASA!" Sapphire said with a chuckle. I laughed along with her. I'm starting to like her already. There were two beds. Sapphire let me sleep in the one next to the window. It was 12:37AM. We were both still up. Sapphire is using her laptop while I was on my cellphone texting Aaron that I stayed at the hotel because I met Sapphire. Aaron is having a hard time with modern technology. He gets thrown off whenever I post emojis. As I turned to the window, I see something that caught my eye. There was a strange figure standing in the center of the park. The street lights were off so I couldn't see its features. I got up to close the curtains. When I look again, the figure was gone. I still closed the curtains anyway. Sapphire looked at me and said "Something wrong?" I just shook my head slightly and got to bed again. I didn't wanna tell her that I saw someone or something outside. Whatever it is, its following us and knows where we're staying. To Be Continued

No me olvides (English)

Finally, for my english-speaking readers, the first chapter of my Alternate Universe fic where Imelda and Hector are on the rock scene. THere are some minor changes about who is who with the Riveras (some of them aren’t on this universe) for plot reasons, but they’re mostly the same characters. Anyway, every chapter, on the spanish version has a title of a verse of a rock song from Mexico. The title cam from Paula, by Zoe.

1- And suddenly you’re so alone (Afuera- Caifanes)

The hard part of his secret, was trying to keep it a secret from his aunt.

"And what did you do today, Miguel? Study session on the library again?”

Imelda was a woman somewhat short of stature, brown hair always on a low not. But she has such a black intese eyes, capable of seeing even on your past lifes.

"Yeah, aunt” was his answer, taking his place on the table. It was such a good luck that every time that Imelda made that question he was at her back. At his side on the table there was his cousin, Coco, just two years old. Miguel started to play peek-a-boo with her.

”Well, I’m glad for that but better to go and play sometimes with some friends. I can’t tell your parents that you don’t have social life”

Miguel made faces when he saw the plate with veggies.

”Why broccoli, Imelda?”

”Broccoli or else you will not grow up. Eat it”. She tried to help his daughter to eat, making gestures for her to clean her face every time she had some soup on her face. Coco, obviously, tried to clean herself with the sleeves of her pink dress, for his mother’s dismay.

”And how’s the shoe business going, aunt?” Miguel asked, trying to avoid her to do more questions and then it will be hard to keep the secret.

”Tomorrow I have to go to a exposition for smal business, so take withyou whatever you need to read, because I don’t want the babysitter to worry about you. And don’t forget to call your parents, they’re worried”. Miguel was living with his aunt Imelda and his cousin since he started the middle school some months ago. He was twelve years old boy, somewha tall for his age, of caramel tan skin and black hair. His fathers sended him to the city to send him to a good shoo, trying to give him a better future. Imelda was his father’s sister, she was living on the city since college and stayed there once her daughter was born.

After eating, Miguel helped his aunt with the dishes and then played with his cousin. Coco was a charming girl, always easygoing, with her hair always on two braids with bows, her hair was like her mother’s but her eyes were different from anyone else. It was the only heritage she had from the unkwnown man that she had as father. Once she fell asleep, Miguel went to his bedroom and tried to listen music on his laptop, always with his headpphones on. He liked to listen the band La noche Triste. and was a big fan of his vocalist, Ernesto de la Cruz, but if he got asked of an all-girls band, he prefered Las Barraganas, but with their past vocalist, the legendary Cornela. He practiced the songs on the air, lacking of a guitar.

Every day, after school, Miguel went to music classes on the comunitary center. The techer was all day long here, so he decided to take the classes when the classroom was empty. That day, he listened a conversation from the other side, on another room destinied for the lockers for the theater workshop.

“My costume, Hector?”

“Ah... Ceci, I don’t have it anymore” his voice sounded like trying to apologize but not at all.

"The last time I will give you a costume!” the vestuarist yelled at him, with noises of she throwing stuff. When the noises stopped, she added. “At least did you found her?”

“No, Ceci”

“ouldn’t it be easier to try to ask to her friends”

“I did that already, all of them don’t want to see me” he sighed. “Anyway, if I’m going to find her, I’ll do, if not, well, it’s not going to happen”

“If you were really resigned, you would stop asking me for costumes, Hector”

He looked into his classroom, trying to scape from the fury of Cecilia.

”h, my star student his here, I have to go, Ceci” and he closed the door that comunicated both rooms “How are you, chamaco? Lemme see what you have”

After his teacher said that words, Miguel showed that he was already an expert with the Circle of G, althought with the ranchero rythm.

”When are you going to teach me how to play Nube Liquida, Hector?”

”Hey, keep calm, kiddo, to run you need to learn how to walk and to learn how to walk, you need to learn how to crawl. “But the contest to play with Ernesto and La noche Triste is on 3 months. I can’t go and play rancheras”

”Hey, hey, hey” the teacher snapped his fingers. “It took to you just one week to dominate this, some people take months. We’re at agood pace, chamaco. Maybe when the competition is here, you can even play the double-guitar”

And they both laughed with the idea. Miguel liked Hector, he was so much fun. He was tall and skinny. His eyes always were wandering to find something that seemed so far away from him. It was surprising that, although lots of girls tried to flirt with him, he didn’t dated anyone.

”And why Nube Liquida... I don’t know who was the asshole who wasn’t smart enought to call that song simply “rain”. Pfft” the teacher covered his mouth, after remembering that he was in front of a kid. “Don’t be like me, Miguel... well, just with the guitar” Once the kid dominated the ranchero rythm, Hector decided to teach him Huapango.

”Why this rythms?” the kid ngroaned.

”If you want to be a good musician and make your idol to notice you, you have to learn different things and, from there, create new stuff” he sighed. Hector looked through the window and said, as for no body “How fast can life change on 3 years, Miguelito”

And he got lost on days so far from him. So away from that classroom.

The gig on a bar on downtown was over. Even the waiters were leaving but then he noticed a pair of feet behind the pallet that served as scenery. He decided to see if that person was alright. And she was, just incredibly tired. It was a girl, posibily of her age, with Catrina make up.

“You are one of Las Barraganas, isn’t it?” he asked, truly worried for her. “Do you need help?”

The girl gasped as if she was trying to hold on on precious life. Hector  was wondering if she was too high or too drunk.

“Help me to get up, I’m literally dead.

“Ah, I thought it was just make up” he tried to make her laugh. But she just smiled, with sarcasm on the gesture. So she wasn’t drunk or high.

Once she could get up and after thanking the help, she took her stuff and tried to leave.

“Goddamit, Rosa, she leaved once again without me” she groaned. Hector didn’t leaved her sid.

“If you want, you can saty at my house, I live two blocks from here” he offered.

She looked at him, not trusting him.

“I can call a taxi” was her answer.

“At this hour there’s no taxi that’s free, trust me. That’s wy I moved near this zone, in case one of the guys from my band needed a place to stay. I’m serious, I don’t want to do anything to you. If you want I can go and sleep in the shower and you stay on my bed”

Then she laughed.

"Okay, let’s go”

If he could describe the girls way of walking , he would use his mother’s saying “like a spinned duck”.

“By the way, I’m Imelda”

“Hector”

"I know, we’re always on the same gigs.

"It’s an habit of yours to collapse after presentations and after taking off the costume of Adelita?” he asked, they arrived to his place. “Come in.”

“Thanks. I always go to the gigs after working, and if I’m tired of the work, then imagine how it is after the gigs, almost always one of the girls takes me back home, but today sheforgot about that. Anyway, its a good luck that tomorrow is sunday and I can have some rest”.

The apartment, on the second floor of a building, was somewhat small.  the living room and the dinner room on the same space, the kitchen with a bar where Hector used to have his breakfast, a small balcony with some plants, two bedrooms and the bathroom. Imelda insisted to stay on the sofa, but his host told her that it wasn’t good not even for a nap. And it was truth.

“I guess I’ll sleep on the shower” joked the musician.

“We can share the bed, I’ll be clear I’m taking your offer to stay here. Nothing else. Maybe tomorow I’ll do to you the breakfast or something to pay it up.

Hector wondered how many guys tried to take adventage of any favor that they made to her to make Imelda be so cutting about that if she took the favor, it didn’t meant that she was going to pay with sex.  He truly wanted to help her, although she was pretty, he didn’t wanted anything else.

While he was taking off his boots, she tried to wash the makeup, took off the bobby pins and left her braids fell, put on a sweatshirt and pants.

La Barragana was such a different person without the white paint. Her face was serious, with eyes as intense as an espresso. He was going to sleep on the side of the wall, she on the edge.

“If you feel cold, I can give you another blanket. Good night, Imelda. And he turned the lights off.

“Hey, thanks”

“No, why, if we don’t help each other, who?”

The sun was almost out when they both fell asleep. Hector’s bed was big enough for they both. And together the nigh wasn’t so cold.

He woke up before her, past 12 p.m.

Imelda hughed him when they both were sleeping. And it wasn’t so bad, but he decided to move her before she could misunderstood everything.

She was nice. No, more than that. It was like a japanese word he heard so many time ago. Koi yokan, the feeling that you’re going to fall in love.

Notes: 1- The times of eating in Mexico are something like this (for a 12+ years old person) 6 a.m.: Breakfast (something fast, some coffee, some milk, cereal..) 9 p.m.: lunch. A sandwich, chilaquiles, tacos. 2-4 p.m.: dinner. Something more elaborated, like the supper on the USA. 6-7 P.M: A snack. 8 p.m or later: Supper. Something fast again, but it’s not uncommon to have tacos.

2- A Barragana was a female soldier during the XIX Century, the name comes from Juana Barragan,w ho fought on the Independence War. And IDK, I though that if Imelda and other Riveras had a band 8the Rosa on this fic is Tia Rosita) should had that name. I considered Las Adelitas but nope. So the name is because they’re girls on a scene usually dominated by men. The band dresses as adelitas and they have catrina make up, something like Ghost or Kiss. Also, Barragana was the name for a mistress (well... a woman with whom you had the right to do the do-be-do-be-do but you weren’t married with her).

3- Ernesto’s band.... weeell the name came for La Noche Triste, supposedly the night when Cortez cried because of a battle lost against the Aztecs.

4- Nube Liquida (Liquid Cloud) is a reference to one of my favorite books, “Profesor Zipper and the wonderful electric guitar” (it was the band of the protagonist’s brother). And the villian of the book says more or less what Hector said “Why not just name the band “Rain”?”

To the Perfection Chapter 2 Part 7

Last part of Chapter 2 ! This is the climax of Thomas’s plan. How will it ends ? Read to know ;)

Cody Tuesday April 16

A burst of laugher made him pull faces. Joël loudly giggled, fascinated by the cat video he was watching. Cody looked at him. I never thought I would be happy to have him here. During the last month, they hadn't been coming back home together. But now they were doing it again, and the dark-haired was surprised by how happy it made him feel. I guess it's true. We don't realise how much what we take for granted is precious.

"Seriously, the cat can't even jump properly." mocked his friend. "Hilarious !"

Cody smiled. A part of him still felt guilty. He had endangered their friendship for his selfish desire. And I'm so in love with Thomas I would probably do it again...

"Are you really okay ?" he asked to clarify his doubts. "I mean, are we okay ? I know you were mad after what happened."

Joël rolled his eyes.

"You apologised right ?"

"Yeah."

"And you said you weren't thinking straight, right ?"

Cody nodded.

"So we are okay. And I'm sure Thomas will forgive you sooner or later. You just have to make it up for what you said."

"Yeah, true."

He had never imagined Joël would be advising him. I always thought it would be the other way around : he would do a huge stupidity and I would have to help him assume the consequences. Well, he also never imagined Thomas was gay and dating Ilhan...

"Gotta go before my mom gets mad." growled Joël. "See you tomorow dude !"

Cody waved him and went inside his home. I don't know why, but I'm kind of happy now. The love of his life was still utterly ignoring him but at least he didn't seem to hate him anymore. I won't say I have a chance to be his boyfriend but... maybe I can manage to be his friend again. Cody asked only that.

It was almost midnight when he heard a knock at his window. Surprised, he opened and faced Ilhan. His tubby friend lowered his eyes.

"Hey." he whispered. "Can we talk ?"

"Sure... Come on in."

Cody let him pass. He looked kind of... relieved ? He wore a too tight t-shirt, which emphasized his bloated belly. Has he overeat again ? He was very chubby now. A beginning of a double-chin had made his appearance, and his lovehandles were more prominent. Is it because he's so stressed about his relationship with Thomas ? Afterall, everyone was supporting their friend but nobody ever congratulated Ilhan.

"I need your help." said this one.

"My help with ?"

It wasn't an hour to ask help for studies. Nor anything to be fair but Cody was awake so here they were.

"This is the first time in month that I'm not overstuffed and barely conscious during the evening !" almost yelled Ilhan. "I'm not sure I'm thinking straight but I need your help to end my relationship with Thomas."

"What ?"

What ? WHAT ? Cody's brain stopped to work. There was absolutely nothing, NOTHING making sense in Ilhan's words.

"I can't be his boyfriend dude !" continued this one. "I'm not even fucking gay ! He forced me to do all that. Well, he didn't actually forced me but... Raah the point is : I want to break-up with him. Even if I'm not sure we can say that for the kind of relationship we have."

And Cody thought he was losing his mind. No, he definitely had never imagined this.

Dan Wenesday April 17

This birthday was the worst Dan had ever attend to. But let's go back to the beginning. When Raphaël arrived in the morning, he was dead-tired and asked to sleep. Which he did for almost the whole day. So his boyfriend and Thomas spent the day together, waiting for him to wake-up. I checked on him several times. He's just deeply at sleep. Raphaël finally came downstair at the exact moment when Darren dropped by.

"What are you doing here ?" the ginger asked with a cold tone.

"Uh... I thought it would be nice to wish you an happy birthday."

Dan looked at them. His bestfriend was still scared. Damn, this is so troublesome. I told him there is nothing to be worry about. As for Raphaël, he had an impassive face. He was completely emotionless and the college student didn't know if it was good or bad new. I'll never find the guts to talk to him. The ginger was about to say something but suddenly, Thomas picked a piece of paper.

"You dropped this Darren..." he said.

Then, his eyes opened wide.

"Is it ? I can't believe it. Dan... Oh Dan."

"What ?"

Thomas looked at him with sadness. Fear was suddenly seizing the brown lad. Slowly, under the others curious looks, he came closer and took the paper. It was a letter. From Darren to Raphaël.

"I'm sorry for everything which happened in middleschool between us." he read. "I really hope you'll forgive me because I want to be a better person, especially to prove you I changed."

Then there were crossing-out but Dan deciphered his bestfriend's name and the word "love". Thomas patted his shoulder with pity.

"Raphaël how could you ?" he asked.

"How could I what ?" his brother retorted. "I don't understand what is going on here ? Dan can you..."

He stopped when their eyes met. He cheated on me. With Darren. I knew it would happen. I knew he was too perfect, too good for someone as pitiable as me. But with my bestfriend of all people ? And they were a thing in middleschool ?!

"Deep down I knew it would end like this." Dan whispered. "I have never been good enough to stand next to your perfection. You had to find someone better."

"Dan, this is not what..." tried to intervene Darren.

"You just shut the fuck up." ordered the college student. "Raphaël, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I have been a burden to you. You're always so shiny, so..."

The cold prevented him to continue. Or was it his own sob ? He felt water on his cheeks. Thomas grasped his shoulder.

"Is that what you think ?" asked Raphaël with the coldest tone he had ever used. "That I'm so perfect that I would have to cheat on you. With... Darren ?"

Nobody answered. They all shivered when the ginger inhaled. Something died around them, but Dan couldn't say what. His heart was aching.

"Fine." whispered his boyfriend. "I'm out of here. Thomas, take care and behave. I'll call you later."

"As if I would answer, you monster." replied the youngest brother.

And the star athlete left.

Dan burst into tear the second after. He could feel Thomas's arms around him, but his world was blur. Everything he believed just crumbled. His chest was pounding like crazy. He heard Darren yell at them :

"Are you out of your mind ?! Both of you, what the fuck did you do ?"

"Just go fuck yourself !" retorted Thomas. "You're as guilty as my brother !"

"But there is fucking nothing between us !" shouted Darren. "Raphaël hates me because I used to call him a faggot in middleschool and I tried to blackmail him ! Oh god what did you do ?!"

Dan froze. His heart skipped a beat. What ?

"What ?" asked Thomas.

"I was a jerk. A fucking bully who wasn't thinking of anything but himself." mumbled Darren. "And I was so fucking jealous of Raphaël because he was already so grown-up, so handsome and so famous even if I was older... I discovered he was gay by accident when he revealed it to his friend Liam !"

The brown lad sat up straight. God no. No no no. What did I do ? No please. Thomas was as lost as him.

"I thought it would be nice to make him suffer." continued the science teacher. "So I called him a faggot and I told him I would shut up if he gave me all his pocket money. But Raphaël went to talk to my parents. He said the truth and scared them and me at once. This is why I moved. Because I had been an asshole to him !"

He took a break to breath. Thomas stood up. He looked paniced. Dan was more than that. His eyes wouldn't stop crying. His head was painful.

"When I came back, I thought it would be nice to make amend if I was ever gonna meet him again. I never expected him to be your boyfriend ! But I've changed, I really have... I wanted to support both of you. To be your bestfriend again. I knew I would have to prove him I was different. That is why I wrote the letter, but I never intented to sent it anyway. I just couldn't find the good way to talk to him. And I swear I was gonna tell you Dan but since he didn't, I thought he wanted to wait... I owed him at least that."

Dan looked at Darren. He's honest. He's not lying. He had wrongly blamed his boyfriend. I told him everything he didn't want to hear. That is was perfect. That I wasn't worth it. That I hadn't faith in him. I messed up so hard. Because now he knew what died earlier. It was Raphaël's heart.

Thomas Sunday April 21

Four days and they had still no news. Raphaël was gone. He appeared on TV once with his team but he never contacted Thomas, their parents and of course, Dan. The plan hadn't work out the way expected. But it worked out anyway. They weren't together anymore. Which meant the young sibling had now his chances. He was champing at the bit by fucking Ilhan. And he was taking care of Dan. This latter had sunk in a depressed state. It wasn't fine to see him like that, but Thomas figured it would take some time. This evening, his friend had drank a lot. He was half-sleeping in the sofa, his belly bloated from all the beer and the food. Thomas sat next to him and patted his shoulder.

"Hey. Let's go to bed." he said.

Dan was still wearing his pajamas. He hadn't talked much since wednesday. Shirley and Carol had come several times but nothing. Darren had been here another time, but the man wasn't very welcome anymore. Even Thomas hadn't managed to hear more than a few words. I hate seing you like this... I promise I'll do everything to make you feel better. He hold Dan while this one got up. He almost let the ginger carry him, which wasn't easy since he weighted a lot. Thomas dragged him to his bedroom, and pushed him onto the bed. He felt his friend grasp him, and with no time to react, fell with him. Oh no. They were face to face, lying one onto the other. The teenager felt his dick getting hard. He pulled himself out and rolled next to Dan. This one groaned. His belly made a discomforted gurgle and he burped loudly. Thomas froze. Don't. Slowly, he put an hand on the noisy stomach. Don't. He rubbed it. A moan made him blush. Gently, with all the kindness he had, Thomas cuddled his crush. They huddled together against the mattress. Their new contact made him shiver with pleasure. Giving in to his desire, the ginger started to undress Dan and him. He took his time, making sure the other was okay. He acted soflty, calmly. Then he laid down on him again. He rubbed their bare bodies together. He moaned, feeling warmer than ever before.

"Rap... Raphaël." wailed  Dan.

Thomas's breath became shorter. That's normal. Totally fine. He's not over him yet but he will. But then he saw it. Dan's intense sadness. Their eyes met and he noticed the whirlwind of pain which disturbed the man he loved so much. Dan wasn't seeing him at all. And suddenly, he felt it. Guilt. It overwhlemed his body and his soul. Thomas backed up swiftly. Go away. Just stop. I was so close ! He almost puked. The burden of everything he had done crushed his chest. The ginger stood up and ran outside the room. No. No. No. I never asked this. All I wanted was his love. Please. He ran. Thomas barely took the time to dress-up and he ran. I just wanted his love. Why ? Why did I hurt him so much ? Tears were clouding his view. He didn't know where he was going and why. Stop. I don't want to feel that. Please. He stopped when he was completely exhausted. And Thomas realised he was in front of Joël's door.

To be continued

Everyone’s running.

Dan runs from his mistake, finding comfort in food and beer.

Ilhan runs from food and Thomas, asking Cody for help.

Raphaël runs god know where.

And Thomas runs in realization. Funny that he ends up in front of his dumbest friend’s door right ? 

A little hiatus and you’ll discover the true colors of Joël !

To the perfection Chapter 2 Part 2

Enjoy :)

Cody Monday March 11

He gulped, absolutely not ready for it. Monday morning were usually rough. But this one was special in every way. Not only they were forced to attend school this week because they had hours to catch up in order to make a trip later this year, but he was going to see Thomas. I don't know what got into me. I don't know why I went up against him during the game. Cody wasn't ready to face Thomas, but he had to. Next to him, Joël finished a video about cats and laughed loudly.

"I can't help but watch it again and again." he said. "This kitty is so cute !"

Thankfully, he was stupid enough to not notice Cody wasn't listening. Because their friend was coming closer. Oh man. Thomas was smiling. His usual bright smile, which could enlighten your whole day. The smile Cody fell for.

"Hi Joël." he said. "Let's go inside, it's freezing."

Wait. "Hi Joël" ? Seriously ? So that was his punishment. Of course, the ginger couldn't ignore him more than he already did.

"I saw the video you sent yesterday." continued Thomas. "The cat is incredibly cute !"

"Ah ! I know right ?!" exclaimed their friend.

It was childish. Stupid. He's just pretending to care to hurt me. I know that. So why was it so painful ? He looked at his buddies while they entered in the highschool. They looked exactly like in these memories. Back when Thomas was talking openly with them. Back when he was the sun in Cody's life. And piece by piece, I can literally feel my heart crumbles. Because he knew those times wouldn't come back ever again.

The day went awfully slowly. Thomas was purposely more talktative with everyone. He laughed to every single joke Joël did. He talked politely to the teachers. He even held the door for the girls in each class. Well, he was literally shining. And everyone wanted to be part of it. Their classmates and their professors all fell for it. Someone said the ginger was back to his old self. Cody resisted to his urge to punch the poor soul. Everything is an act. He just wants to make me suffer, right ? How come Joël wasn't suspecting anything ? This dude had zero braincell or what ? Finally, for their last hour, their science teacher made a comment.

"You're extremely nice today." he pointed out. "Are you hiding something ?"

"Does a man need a reason to be nice ?" smiled Thomas. "Besides, I'm always nice."

"Well, let's say you're extra shiny today." confessed Darren. "Are you in love or something ?"

Cody froze for a second. Nah, that's not possible. The class laughed. Yeah, their professor only made a little joke. But the dark-haired lad noticed his friend's twitch. No way. Is it even possible ? It was highly unlikely. But what if ? The idea was already settling in Cody's mind.

"Dude, I understand shit and you're not helping if you are stargazing."

The teennager turned towards Ilhan. Right, they were working here.

"Sorry." he mumbled. "I got distracted. Anyway, where were we ?"

"I don't know anymore. I'm just lost."

Cody frowned. He looked closely at his friend. He looked so tired, so depressed. Whatever was going on, it wasn't good. He completely let himself go... Ilhan was definitely tubby now. His too-tight vest wasn't fit to hide such a paunch. And several times, Cody had spotted the man in a bloated state. Is it what they call stress-eating ? The nurse would turn completely crazy during the next check-up. I should help him. It would be nice to feel useful to someone. And maybe that way, I can't forget Thomas for a bit. Well, it was just a lie. And to say tomorow is my birthday...

Dan Wednesday March 13 – Thursday March 14

The day hadn't been good. His college's professor had told him his grades were too low. I won't graduate like this. I need to improve my grades. So Dan was studying more despite the fact it was his only week of holidays. When he arrived at the gym this evening, he wasn't in the mood. Sandra offered to do only light exercises, and she let him in peace. He managed to do some stuff, but his mind was elsewhere. Well, until he noticed Thomas's friend coming his way. What is his name again ? I think it's Joël.

"Hey dude." greeted the teenager. "How've you been ?"

"Uh, fine. I'm struggling a bit with those weights."

"You're doing great man."

Seing Joël's biceps, this one could lift them up easily and he was just trying to make Dan feel better. Well, thank for the thought.

"Sooo you live with Thomy right ?" asked the lad.

Dan decided to stop his stupid training because he probably looked ridiculous. He stood up and glanced at his interlocutor. He was slightly taller and broad-shouldered. His hair were dark with blond strand, his eyes brown.

"Yeah." finally answered the college student.

"Okay so here's the deal." smiled Joël. "There are rumors saying our Thomy got a girlfriend but of course, he won't tell me. I'm just dying to know ! Damn, I can't be in the dark so please please please tell me ?"

He made puppy eyes which made Dan smile. This guy is cool.

"Sorry but I havn't heard anything on the subject." he assured. "And I doubt Thomas is seeing anyone right now. He's very busy between working out, helping Ilhan every night and stuff."

Joël made a face.

"Helping Ilhan every night ?" he repeated. "Cody said they stopped a moment ago since they're not really talking at school anymore."

"What ?"

Now Dan was lost too. I'm pretty sure he didn't lie when he told me he was going to Ilhan's place. So he lied to his friend ?

"Ah, that's cool." laughed Joël. "If Thomas is still helping him, I'm sure Ilhan will be rocking again soon !"

The college student nodded. I should just trust Thomy. I'm sure there is a good explanation behind this.

The next day, Dan exhausted himself with studying. This evening, he was so tired he decided to indulge more than usual. He ate his content pretty fast and then more. Thomas wasn't home yet, so he finished all the leftover. And then ordered two oversized pizzas. It wasn't very rational nor healthy, but he needed something to relax. He went though the first one lazily. The added weight forced him to lay down on the couch. The bloat was feeling nice. When he finished, he belched, kinda satisfied. Then he decided to try his luck with the second pizza. It was harder but still, he continued. His belly bulged and he needed to took off his pull over to let it expand. He felt his stomach took the free room. Honestly, Dan didn't know exactly how he managed to finish, but he did. Damn. He burped loudly. He tried to move, but that was painful. He had a tummy ache for sure. It was worth it anyway. He was trying to appease his angry belly when Thomas arrived.

"Oh. Looks like you already ate." he said.

Dan nodded, groggy. His friend sat next to him.

"Are you in pain ?"

"Yeah... Ate too much, too fast."

A soft hand entered in touch with his skin. Made a circle. Oooh. Good. Very good. He let out a moan against his will.

"I... I'll make you feel better." whispered Thomas, short-winded. "Just... Let me do it."

His friend rubbed his belly slowly, calmly. At first, it was timid but it became firmer. It feels so nice. Dan closed his eyes. Now he could digest peacefully. Slowly, he fell asleep.

Thomas Sunday March 17

Gregory wolfed down a burger like if it was nothing. His big mouth was very useful for this kind of thing. As for her, Shirley lowered her head, uneasy. The ginger bite his lips. Why on earth I agreed to come ? Dan arrived with his own order and sat next to him. Oh yeah, I recall now. Because he had done something terribly stupid four days ago. I rubbed his belly. I mean, I rubbed DAN's belly when he was conscious. It had been the happiest moment of his life. And the worst too. Because his crush had moaned Raphaël's name during his sleep. Of course, he was his boyfriend. It's pretty normal he thought about him. It had destroyed Thomas's heart. But it had also gave him hope. Because it means I can rub his belly again. I mean, I can rub DAN's belly again. All he had to do was pretend to be his brother.

"I can't do it." Shirley complained. "I'm not ready yet."

"Sis' you are more than ready." contradicted Dan. "You found a flat to rent, you've a job as a cashier and you're pulling yourself together very well."

"Agreed." added Gregory between two mouthful. "You're more than ready to talk to Sam."

Honestly, Thomas didn't care at all about Shirley, her ex and whatever. But since it was important to Dan, it mattered to him aswell.

"You're great." he assured with his brightest smile. "Go ahead and make peace."

She nodded, reassured by their cheerings. She stood up and went for Sam. The ginger felt Dan's shoulder press against his. It was just a friendly touch, but he got flustered anyway.

"I hope she'll be okay." he mumbled.

"Don't worry man, she's on the right way." Thomas stated. "And Gregory is here to watch her... I guess, because it seems like he can't get his eyes away from his burger."

The joke made them laugh. And the teenager felt genuinely happy.

Fast enough, the craving for more haunted him again. To press shoulders wasn't enough to satisfy his teenager's needs. He called Joël.

"Hi man. Sorry but I can't make it to the gym today."

"Whaaat ? But Cody and I are already there !" groused the other. "Man, not fair !"

Well, if this asshole is here, there is another reason why I can't come. Both his friends were Raphaël's pawns but at least Joël was too silly to be a bother. The leech on the other hand... I just hate him so much right now. He dared stand up against me.

"There's somewhere else I need to be." he said.

"Mmhm alrighty.... Wait Cody asks if you're going to Ilhan's place again ?"

For god's sake. He can't leave me alone, can he ? And how the hell did he know about this ?

"He's not my mom." Thomas replied. "I'm hanging up."

No sooner said than done. He didn't want Cody to stick his nose into his business. Anyway, Thomas went straight to Ilhan's home. He knocked at the door, and his friend's mother opened. She led him upstair, saying how much she was glad he was here. According to her, her son was going through a bad phase, and his help was more than welcome. She hoped he would help him get back in shape. Sure thing. Count on me. He barely waited for her to leave. And then, he jumped on Ilhan's bed, next to his friend. This one had already indulged in the pastries Thomas had sent earlier with a note. He was seemingly overstuffed.

"I did burp... what you asked." he muttered.

"Nice. Now I'll fuck you."

"Wait... Thomas. I just need to know, why are we doing this ? What are we even doing ?"

The ginger sighed, annoyed. Ilhan had so many questions, so many doubts ! They were just having fun !

"I don't understand why you're still so worried about everything." he said with a threatening tone. "Just let me fuck you and we're good, okay ?"

"O... Okay."

To be continued

Not much to say. Our feedees are doing their job. Dan rather willingly while Ilhan is well... not so sure about this.

And Thomas... Thomas doesn’t change. He’s not very nice to the people who annoys him. And that’s a lot of people.

The College Society Chapter 3 Part 4

Right on time ? Idk anymore

Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey Thursday January 31

It smelled really appetizing. He had almost finished this pie, and he already knew it was a fuckin' success. I think I did my best pie ever. I'm so fuckin' good. The thought of Liam eating it made him both horny and blush timidly in the same time. Damnit. Why it's like this ? Normally, he would just have a boner when he was thinking about his prey. But with Liam... Sometimes, he didn't feel aroused but the dull need to be with him. The need to be with him, it's must be a joke. My bloody body is mocking me.

"What are you doing here ?" asked his great father, surprised. "It's uncommon to see at this hour."

"I'm baking." he answered.

"For what special occasion ? I thought you disliked to cook in the afternoon and especially for nothing."

Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey blushed again. Damn brain, damn body. Both traitors. He lowered his head to hide this shameful red on his cheeks.

"I wanted to. Don't worry, I'll find someone who'll eat it."

He pictured Liam's smile. Stop. Thinking. About. Liam. Since they had officially decided to be a couple, the junior was encountering this problem. Sometimes, he was his normal self, and fucked people. A secretary, a whore from an idiotic book club and some others. But sometimes, especially when he was with Liam, it was different. His mind wasn't thinking clearly. It was weird and a nuisance. But a part of me is liking it. I mean why the fuck I would like being with him ? I can't even bang him ! He watched the clock. Almost time. Liam had texted him everyday, and they decided to have a date tonight. He said he had several important things to ask. Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey had respected the conditions so far. He even stopped in the middle of a coitus with Gabriel to answer a text. Gabriel for god's sake, one of the best sucker he had ever met !

"I need to go grandpa." he said.

He took his pie and left, almost running. Stop it you stupid body. Don't be so excited to see him, it's pathetic. Pitiful.

Despite how much he tried to calm down, he felt totally enthousiastic when he joined Liam. They agreed to make a walk at the park. I fucked in every corner of this damned park. Every bench, every child's playground... But tonight, he didn't expect to have sex. Worst, he didn't want to. He was just happy to share a moment with the baboon. That's not normal.

"You bought a pie." noted Liam. "It smell nice."

"Don't touch it yet you foodie." he ordered. "Only after we did the stroll."

What the hell I'm saying ? He took his boyfriend hand and started to walk. For a moment, they stayed quiet. Liam started to look at the sky full of stars. Dreamin' again. So pitiable. Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey thought that, but in the same time he couldn't held but stare at the freshman's face. He looks so peaceful. He's so cute. Hell. Stop thinking.

"So... Maybe we should say some stuff to each other." suggested suddenly Liam.

"Like what ?"

"Uhm... Things to get to know each other ? My birthday is on May 18th, I'll be 19 years old. I'm 183 cm (6'0") and weight 76 kg (168 lbs). Well, I think it'll increase if you continue to feed me. I have two siblings, one sister Chloe and one brother Luka. Both younger than me. Otherwise I don't really want to talk about my family... Your turn."

That's... Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey remainded silent for a bit. A part of him wanted to ran away. So much frivolity, so much ingenuousness. It make him want to puke. But it's so adorable.

"My birthday is on July 1st, I'll be 21 years old." he said against his own will. "I do have one older sister Naomi Alexandra, already married and with a baby. I don't want to talk about my folks. I'm 178 cm (5'10") and I... Am I supposed to give all these data ? It's weird."

"Sorry." laughed Liam. "It worked like this in my old highschool. They were always checking our height and weight."

This. Laugh. It made the blond lad blush like a kid. He was sweating with stress. It's not supposed to happen. I'm a hunter. A fucking hunter.

"Your text said you wanted to ask something." he recalled in hope to change the subject. "What was it ?"

"Yeah, I have many question in fact." confessed Liam. "But we can talk about most later. For now, I have one priority. I think Theo will ate my roommate Nick. Do you think there is a way to prevent this ?"

He asked so genuinely. He just spoke about canibalism. He's insane. So why I'm melting for it ? Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey was definitely going through someting weird.

"I'll see what I can do." he promised.

They sat on a bench. They were only a few people around. It was a bit cold, and for a dreadful moment, the Dean's grandson wished to put his head on Liam's shoulder and embrace him softly. Thanks god, this urge disappeared as fast as it came. Slowly, he took a slice of pie and gave it to his boyfriend. This one ate it happily.

"Damn, you outdid yourself Dami." he congratulated. "I thought you couldn't be better, I was wrong. How long was the preparation ?"

Four fuckin' hours. I skipped one class and two sex meeting do bake this. Fuck you.

"Not that much." Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey just lied. "I hope you'll eat the whole thing."

"Of course I'll. I told you, all your pastries are mine. I want them."

He didn't know why, but the blond lad really felt pleased when he heard those words.

Liam Saturday February 2

Theo's family lived in a impressive penthouse in town. When Liam arrived, he felt poor. Well in truth, his father was a millionaire, but he didn't count that. (It probably was dirty money anyway).

"Let's meet my dad." smiled Theo. "You'll see, he's nice."

There were two things wrong about the whole situation. First, Liam was about to go in the ogre's den. Not good at all. (But Liam the 8yo always dreamed about adventure so... It was time to be brave). Second, when he had texted Dami about this, his boyfriend replied, word for word :

< Dami : Fuckrnthisnjtassholenvirdonhq'tnigo. >

(It probably was a code). (For what Liam understood, it meant something like "be prudent, I miss you"). (Maybe Dami was having some... business while he answered, but it was better to think it was a code) (And to be honest, Dami was always sending weird text).

"Dad, this is Liam Strucker. Well, you already know him."

The freshman went back to reality when he faced his father's lawyer, Mr. Meyers. He was a creepy old man, maybe as brawny as his son's. Another ogre... Damnit.

"Nice to you meet you again young man." he said with his deep, serious voice. "Theo told me you wanna intercede for your mother Rachel ?"

"Yeah..."

Liam didn't really come with a plan. He didn't know why he agreed for this in the first place.  Be alone with two ogres wasn't good at all. (Don't worry, he had put his magical shoes. If needed, he could fly thanks to unicorn's power). (Maybe, at this point, some people would think Liam was completely insane and under influence. To those people, no he wasn't. His imagination just got the best of him).

"Isaac wants an alimony of at least 2000$ per month." explained Mr. Meyers.

"It's more than my mother salary !" rebelled Liam. "How could he be so greedy after everything he already won ?!"

"I'm not asking him as long as I get paid."

"Dad, be nice." interrupted Theo. "And you Liam, stay cool. I'm sure we can find a kind of... agreement, can't we ?"

The freshman nodded. His phone was constantly ringing in his pocket. The vibrations were kinda... titillating.

"Can you put in a good word for me to my father ?" he asked. "I'm ready do to anything you want to in exchange."

"Okay. Just... stay for diner."

"But I'm supposed to work..."

"Do you want me to help your mother or not ?"

Of course he wanted.

Liam took the time to call Judy, and said he couldn't make it tonight. She agreed, as long as it was the first and only time. Then, he called Dami back, since this one had made 24 calls in less than two  hours. (Dami wasn't a text guy, his messages were always in code and filled with spelling mistake, which made them incomprehensible for the most part).

"At least you're answering you baboon !" his boyfriend shouted. "I thought Theo had devoured you !"

Then, he whispered :

"I didn't intend to say that. Fuck myself."

"I'm fine." reassured Liam. "In fact, Theo and his father invited me to diner."

"And you said yes ?! But what if you're in danger or.... I mean, ain't ya supposed to be workin' ?"

The freshman smiled. Sometimes, Dami was weird, in a cute way.

"I called Judy and she said it's fine. Don't worry too much, you know I can take care of myself."

He distinctly heard his boyfriend swear and promise he would call Judy to talk some sense into her head.

"I think they're waiting me." said Liam. "Dami, trust me it'll be fine. Don't take it out on some random guy okay ?"

"Grmbl, fine. See you tomorow at noon."

The diner happened to be fine. They were a bit generous with the portions, as he could've expected from ogres. (He tried his best to not overindulge but... Damn he had became a food-lover again). (Dami had reawaken his sweet tooth and his gluttony). Then, they shared a glass of wine. Liam wasn't into wine or any alcohol, but Mr. Meyers insisted. Afterwards, Theo brought him home. During the trip however, the chestnut lad started to feel sick. He was a bit nauseous. His eyes were closing against his will. (And it wasn't fatigue, he was an sleep expert, he knew when it wasn't). Being more and more uncomfortable, Liam put an hand on his slightly distended belly, and another on his forehead.

"Everything's fine ?" asked Theo.

"I don't know. I don't feel well."

He was losing consciousness, he knew this. The ogre trapped me. He'll eat me. He tried to activate his flying shoes, but failed. He noticed they were idle. Please, let me.

"I'm sorry Liam." whispered Theo. "I don't like it this way, but hell, I'm just losin' so hard. It's not only money, it's also my reputation which is at stake. And I don't have any other option. Seduce you is impossible, you're just too weird. I'm sure he failed too. And I'm not waiting that he drugs you first. Don't worry, it won't be long nor painful..."

Liam found enough strenght to get out the car. He wanted to run, but fell onto the sidewalk. He heard a feminine voice.

"Hey guys. Is he alright ?" she asked, seemingly worried.

"I think he drank too much." said Theo. "He just started to feel ill."

"Let me see. Shall we call 911 ?"

"It's not necessary. I should bring him back home."

"I will come with you, to be sure he's fine. I got a nurse diploma."

Liam was maybe dreamin'. The voice went silent for a while.

"Okay." eventually ceded Theo. "Help me put him here..."

"Deborah. I'm Deborah."

Barbara Saturday February 2 (at the same time as Liam's chapter)

This morning, when she eventually got ready, she headed towards the Dean's quarter. She had a special mission in order to please the hunters. Make the king fall. It was a bit thrilling honestly. She met Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey when he left the building.

"Hi." she greeted with her brightest smile. "Can I talk to you ?"

He looked at his phone angrily.

"Fast. I'm in a hurry."

Maybe someone already warned him about Theo's plan. I need to be prudent and smart on this one.

"I was wondering, could you attend to the general assembly of the student union ? I know you don't like these stuffs usually but... I think you should be there for once. As the president of the cooking club of course."

He looked at her, not convinced.

"Summer's summarizing this bullshit for me. Not that I care. For real, a bunch of dummies fighthing for money, it's like watch some rabbits fight for a carrot. Funny, but nothing more."

Of course, you greatfather gives you all the funds you need anyway. This man really was arrogant. Barbara already knew Summer was devoted to him. In fact, she counted on this.

"I can't agree more but this time, I don't think Summer will defend your interest. She might even give some support to Theo and the swim club."

"And why that ?"

He was losing patience. He's used to get eveything instantly. Finally, he's really different from Raphaël. But as powerful... For now.

"You ditched her for me. And you're losing your bet. C'mon, the best hunter is gonna let them do the general assembly without him ? Summer can convince them all you're out of the running."

"I'm not losing. You know what ? I'll come and watch for a bit." he grumbled. "Oh and... I really want to fuck you, but I think you are too tiny to handle the thing, if you know what I mean."

She let him speak. You're so full of yourself. But this evening, you'll lose absolutely everything.

The general assembly happened to be boring, since she wasn't the president yet. Javier and Summer were doing all the work. Mostly Summer. They listened representatives from each clubs. Barbara noticed Steve, from the music band. She had tried to speak with him on tuesday, but as the other, he liked the stupid head of the student. There were some others hunters among the crowd, but she didn't know most of them. The swim club was represented by a petite girl and a cocky sophomore. The running team by this black girl and her captain, a blonde one. Many other groups tried to catch the lower dollar Summer was givin'. Of course, the football captain Oliver got the biggest budget. Barbara looked towards Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey. He was watching his cellphone, but keeping a calm and neutral expression. He's good, I can say. But I think he's worried. He knows somethin's happening.

They made a break after two hours. They hadn't made any progress. There were still a lot of clubs unhappy and complaining. But it was clear Summer was managing the meeting well.

"Hey Barbara. Long time no see."

The blonde turned towards Leila. What on earth is she doing here ? In front of people, they had always looked friends. Back in 12th grade, where Colton was the king of their pitiful highschool, they both stayed close to him. They used his power. We were at war. Two queens. But in college, it was different. Colton was nothing more than an useless handsome guy. In fact, he never had the guts to be a real king. At start, Barbara had hoped he would make an effort. But she had understood she needed to work for herself. Alone. Leila've been hating her since the beginning.

"What are you doing here ?" she asked. "This is an important meeting."

"Yeah, a general assembly. All students are allowed to be here." Leila replied. "And I'm the secretary of the Women-defense club, remember ?"

"This useless association who's supposedly defending women rights ? I didn't even know you've a budget."

"Well we're not defending only women nowadays, but everyone who needs protection. And you've always been a real cocky bitch." insulted Leila. "I knew you had dated Colton only to take advantage of his popularity. And now ? He came to this college for you, you know this. He could've been in a way better university. And you want to make him meet some random girl ? Don't try to justify yourself. Just keep in mind I'll make you pay, one way or another."

"Sorry, miss secretary of I don't know what, but you don't scare me at all. Now I have some duties. See you later."

The end of the general assembly came. Summer had done quite a good job. But I can do better, for sure. Barbara glimpsed Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey calling someone. She came closer, but stayed quiet when he groused :

"I'm not asking Debbie. Just go. I know this asshole is up to something bad. I have a gut feeling."

His interlocutor replied during a moment, but he cut off :

"Just go ! You're supposed to protect people aren't you ?! You'll recieve the location."

Then he hung up. I guess he has a lot more ressources than I expected. I think Theo might lose after all...

To be continued

A little part where two awkward and socially inept guys try to interact with eachother. Seriously, Damian and Liam are weirdos. But they’ve a point of agreement : this pie is delicious.

Barbara plays with fire, but she likes it.

The College Society Chapter 2 Part 4

Here is the next part ! I hope you’ll like it.

Liam Tuesday December 11

Usually, Liam liked Tuesday, because their classes only started the afternoon. But today... Today started badly. It was like 9am when Nick walked into his bedroom. The dark-haired lad opened the drape and the store. Please. I slept only 12 hours... I'll die. (Maybe he wouldn't, but it was better to be prudent).

"C'mon Liam. Wake up already." commanded Nick. "I need your help."

"But it's so early." begged the lad. "In one hour please."

"Just get up, lazy man."

It took a real effort for Liam to shower and eat his breakfast. He felt exhausted. Once he was ready, he eventually joined his roommate.

"So, what do you need exactly dude ?" he asked.

"Shopping. I can't borrow your clothes anymore."

"You what ?"

"Never seen anyone as inattentive as you buddy. I'm borrowing your clothes for one month now. But I can't do that anymore."

I never noticed... Maybe I'm blind or something ? (He had always thought he had a lot of clothes waiting to be washed).

"Why can't you ?"

To be honest, he didn't bother him if Nick needed his clothes. Back in times, Nate and him used to share their clothes too. (At least until Liam did a growth spurt. Now, his bestfriend was only 173 cm or 5'8" while he was 183 cm or 6'0").

"Well, I still can take some of your T-shirt and jacket, but not yours pants. I mean even the sweatpants are uncomfortable now."

Nick gave him a dirty look, but Liam couldn't figure why. Wait. I think I got it. His friend became too large. Now that they talk about it, the chesnut boy realised Nick was bigger than he remembered. In September, he was an absolute twig but three months later...

"I know I'm not really thin." stated Nick. "And honestly, I don't really care, but I need pants. Since you were larger than me, I borrowed your 32' pants, but they are too tight now."

"Don't worry, I'm not judging dude. Let's go shopping."

They finished around noon, and decided to eat at the local mall restaurant. While they were waiting, Liam suddenly thought about Theo. That's not good. He'll lure Nick to eat him. But how could he explain the situation ? Think Liam, think... Eventually, when they started to eat, he asked :

"Are you worried to be kicked out of the team like Pete ?"

"Dude, I'm not really in the team." replied his friend. "I'm only helping Laura."

Liam never noticed that either. (Seriously, maybe he was like partially blind ? Like, he saw only half of the world ?) (Honestly, he wasn't that clumsy in highschool but... it might be a disease).

"Look, don't be too concerned." reassured Nick. "I know I have put on the pounds and I know I have a little belly, but as I said, it don't bother that much. I mean, as long as I'm not obese, this isn't a problem right ?"

"I guess."

"Of course, if Rebecca discover it, she'll tease me because she dislike fat people but..."

"Don't think that dude." cuted Liam. "You're not even fat, and if you were, it's up to you do decide if you like it or not. Rebecca don't have a word in the matter."

He overheard this in highschool. Discussion about fat people. And he didn't want to have those kind of problem here. Nick was Nick, twig or chubby or fat.

"It's the first time I see you so serious." appreciated his roommate. "Are you really Liam, or are you an alien who replaced him ?"

"So funny." laughed the chestnut lad.

(But just think. Maybe he was an alien ! It would explain why he felt so attracted by the sky !) (Just think about it).

Rebecca Friday December 14 – Saturday December 15

This evening, when she headed out of the pool after her training, the black girl glimpsed her boyfriend Emilio. (They didn't actually break up yet, but they hadn't seen each other since the party either). He was waiting for her, and once she was closer, he smiled.

"Hi beauty. I missed you this week. You didn't answered to my text."

She glared at him. Seriously ? Did he think she was stupid or what ? Rebecca let some guys pass next to them, including a blond dude who visited the swim club every night but never actually swam.

"Emilio, I'm not an idiot girl you can play with." she then declared. "Either you apologise, or you can leave."

"Oh c'mon. It was what ? A kiss or two ? I would never be mad at you if a man kissed you."

"Yeah, and I would never let another guy kiss me. Don't try my patience."

She started to feel angry. She had thought he was perfect for her. He loved running, he was tall, handsome and sweet. But he appeared to be also a complete asshole. Suddenly, he grabbed her arm.

"Rebbie, you don't want to do this." he whispered aggressively. "I'm your boyfriend."

"Not anymore." she retorted. "And let me go."

He had a stronger grip than she expected. He forced her to come closer. Let me go fucker.

"I'll scream." she warned.

"Look bitch, I'm not gonna hurt you. I just want things to be clear between us. I'm your boyfriend, you're my girlfriend. Alright ?"

His tone made her shiver.

"Otherwise, trust me I'll find you and break your bones. You would be ready for the paralympics that way."

Once alone in her flat, the black girl felt devastated. She never had been so weak in her entire life. And she was ashamed. She had dated a monster. She had slept with him. I hate myself. But what I'm supposed to do ? Tears flowed on her cheeks. Now she was traped with her own guilt and his threat. Of course, she should talk to someone but... He would know. Of course he would. Damnit. Damnit. Damnit ! She was her girlfriend, whether she like it or not.

The next morning, Rebecca didn't feel any better. She joined Bob for her training, but she honestly wasn't focused. Even worst, Emilio was there, because they were soon supposed to run for the College Championship. He watched her all the time. And then, he kissed her like if nothing happened. She had never felt so bad. I want to puke. But she just stood there, her mouth shut. The tournament began a bit later. Boys started, and he went to the track with a smile for her. I hate him. With my soul.

"Hey Rebbie. You look terrible."

She glanced at Matthew. The sophomore was smiling politely.

"I didn't sleep well." she half-lied. "The stress I guess."

"Or... Emilio came to you." he whispered at his ear. "And he threatened you."

She jumped, scared. How could he know ? What the fuck ?!

"Hey, I know he's a hunter." confessed Matthew. "Guys like him are called home-hunter."

"What are you talking about ?"

"The hunter community of course ! Girl you should watch around sometimes. As for Emilio, it's a person who needs a girlfriend, but loves to see other people aswell. His kind feel the urge to have freedom and a couple in the same time. Emilio is like that."

"But I don't want this kind of relationship !" she complained, kinda desesperate.

"I understand that, trust me. Look, just hold on a bit, I'll try to come to you next week with a plan."

Honestly, Rebecca didn't know how to react. She was wary, but also afraid of Emilio. I have a dream. I can't risk to be hurt by a psycho. And so she accepted Matthew's offer.

Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey Sunday December 16 – Monday December 17

Carefully, with as much elegance as possible, the Dean's grandson cleaned a frame. It was his most valuable object. Way more than his ferrari. He liked it maybe as much as his own penis. But less than his name, sorry. Anyway, once he finished, he went back to his ipad. The research was apparently over. He had this little girl, Nancy Lou, who was working on the hunt for him. She was a computer expert he had met in highschool. Before her, he never expected virtual sex to be so hot. Whatever, she had found what he asked. Liam's highschool friends. The soccer guy. Nice. And this Nate Huston is probably his bestfriend. Wait. Barbara Henrion, I know this name. Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey smiled. At least something he could work on.

He remembered where the hell he had heard this name. Consequently, he headed as fast as possible to the dormitory. He entered in the girls one's and went to the third floor. Damn he was so excited. The hunt was way harder than expected. Liam was a gift from above. This dreamy, weak-minded baboon was more interesting than he thought. I like it. He went in Summer's apartment without a knock and yelled :

"Hey bitchy head of the student, I need an information !"

Only then, he noticed the guy looking at him. Summer, this little pervert, was sucking his cock. She turned slowly towards Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey.

"Don't worry, you can continue." this one assured. "Summer, just tell me. Do you remind Barbara Henrion ? I'm sure you're the one who talked about her."

Those two dickheads just stopped. Dumbasses. Your lost.

"Yes, she's in the student union, as a secretary I think. Why ?"

"Tomorow, bring her to me. And by the way, nice prick man."

The Dean's grandson just left afterwards.

He spent his whole night and the next morning craving for this little meeting. He needed information about Liam in order to catch him. The hunt wasn't only about sex, but more about passionate sex. He needed the freshman to be in love with him. And that was normally the easy part, but not this time. Finally, when Summer showed him the girl, he was more than eager to speak with her.

"She's so small." he said to the head of the student. "Why didn't you offered her to me when I was searching a prey ? I'm sure my dick in her mouth would be something interesting."

"She has a boyfriend." informed the stupid cow. "I thought it would be sad to endanger their relation."

"He was more than welcome. Threesome, Foursome, whatever."

Anyway, Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey had a way better prey in mind right now. He left Summer and sat next to Barbara. Damn she was so tiny. Maybe what ? 150 cm (4'11") ? She was reading an Army Field Manual. That's creepy.

"I guess you're the Dean's grandson ?" she asked without even raise her eyes. "You've some questions ?"

This fucking Summer had talked too much. I don't know why I slept with her exactly ? She's just bad at everything. Even yesterday, this poor guy failed to cum because of her stupidity.

"I just need some information about a guy named Liam." he admitted. "I just... happen to meet him sometimes and I think I'm in love. Would you help me ?"

He put as much gentleness as possible to affect her.

"You're good." she said. "I almost fell for it. But in my highschool, there was this guy with a voice way more suggestive than yours. Look, I can tell you some big news. But I want something else in return, obviously. I know how college work."

Yeah, you're not reading that book for the cover. You like playin' dirty eh ? Her boyfriend must have a great time with that little cunt.

"Whisper your wish, and you'll be fulfilled." Damian Nicholas Smith-Carrey gave in.

"I don't want to be the secretary of the vice-treasurer of the student union. It'll take ages to climb at the top. Make me work with Summer."

"Yeah, consider it done."

After all, the fucking bitch got the presidency thanks to him. She slept with me for this. And this Barbara was an ambitious little roach. They would be fine together.

"Now my turn." stated the blond girl. "I don't know what you see in him but to my opinion, you're mistaken. Liam is a bastard, you must know that. I hate him. Because Liam almost killed his ex-boyfriend."

To be continued

Nick is now revealing is true form ! Well, it’s what happens when you constantly eat junk food and do not exercise at all... Once your metabolism slow down... Nick has started to develop his own little gut ;) But will he stop or grow even bigger ?!

Rebecca is in a bad situation... But now she’s discovering who are the hunters.

And the main hunt continue, Damian Nicholas Smith Carrey is gathering intel... But what does Barbara mean by that statement ? We’ll see that later wuw