Chapter 18

Toni lay, staring at the ceiling, bored. "I'm bored," she whinged, "What can we do?"

Satu looked up from his laptop, "Go fuck yourself," he muttered

J laughed, "Whatcha doing Satu?" she asked, trying to look over his shoulder,

"Nothing," said Satu as he pushed the cover of his laptop down, "Nothing you need to see."

"Awww," Mikey tried to make puppy eyes at him, and failed, "Tell us,"

Satu shrugged, "Just looking at some artwork a friend of mine did."

"Artwork?"

Satu shrugged, "Ok, yuri, but who cares."

"Oooh," Ally sat up, "Let's see."

"Ugh," Toni sighed, "You guys!"

Mikey sniggered, "We get enough girl on girl action with those two around."

"You guys are sick." J muttered

"What!" Ally looked up, "Don't you find guys together hot?"

Toni laughed, "Course. No, what is weird is the fact you enjoy watching US!"

"Yeah!" J added, "We're meant to be your friends."

Charlie looked up from his book, "I bet you'd enjoy watching Ally and Mikey together, wouldn't you?"

Satu sniggered, "He certainly would," he muttered under his breath,

J looked across at Toni, "Probably," she said,

Toni nodded, "Yup," She grinned, "So we are faced with another dispute,"

"Oh dear God," Ally swore, "Bloody women, always fucking complaining,"

J threw a pillow at him, "Listen Asshole,"

"I think it's unfair that you guys always get to watch me and J mucking around.....and we never get to watch you guys together,"

"Duh!" Mikey grinned, "Me and Al are straight."

"So am I, so's J," Toni grinned, "Dare you."

"Dare us what?"

Toni grinned at J, "We dare you to spend the night in bed together, that's all,"

"'M not fucking screwing him," Ally scowled,

J laughed, "You don't have to screw him, just sleep in the same bed, that's all,"

"Against school rules." Mikey smirked

"Art'd let you, wouldn't he?" J grinned, "You're stuck, you have to do it."

"Let you what?" Asked Art from the doorway,

Ally and Mikey scowled,

"Let them sleep in the same bed, for a dare," Toni explained,

Art laughed, "Hell, I'm no-one to complain," he grinned, "Lights out now guys, yeah? I'll give you a couple of minutes and then I'll come back and turn them off."

Satu scowled, confused, "You're being unnaturally nice,"

Art laughed, "Seiji's back."

As he shut the door, Satu shook his head, "That guy is too weird,"

Ally started to undress, "You two weren't serious were you?"

"Hell yeah!" Laughed J as she took off her t-shirt, "You have to sleep in Mikey's bed tonight"

"No way."

"Its a dare, you have to, unless you want to do the forfit." Toni giggled,

"Which is?"

"To sleep in the same bed as Mikey....naked,"

Ally scowled, "Fuck you."

"Later," Toni laughed, making Ally grin,

Mikey looked at Ally, "What's the problem, we're both straight, right? So there's no problem, right?"

"Yeah, right." said Ally, remembering their game in mass on sunday, "We're both straight, there's no problem."

Art slipped his head around the door, "Bedtime people, ok?"

Ally looked at the clock, "But it's only 5 to ten,"

Art shrugged, "Yeah, I know, but I wanna go screw my boyfriend. Bedtime for you lot." he flicked off the light, leaving them in the dark.

"Come on Al," Mikey grabbed Ally by the hand, pulling him down onto his bed, "It's simple, you lie there, I'll lie here."

"Fine, ok, whatever." Ally sighed,

For a few minutes there was silence. Toni got up and wandered over to J's bed, "Come on," she whispered. Silently they tiptoed over to Mikey's bed, where they saw the two boys, fast asleep, Ally in Mikey's arms.

"Awww," whispered J, her hands pressed to her mouth, "They look so cute."

Ally lay, pretending to be asleep. He felt Mikey's skin against his, Mikey's strong arms around him, and smiled faintly to himself. no he thought, I can't be enjoying this, I'm straight

As if reading his thoughts, Mikey shifted, slipping his arms around Ally's waist, "Don't worry, we both know we're straight, right?" he whispered,

"Mmm," muttered Ally, snuggling in to Mikey's chest.

Art slipped into the other dorm, "Sei?" he whispered, holding out his hand,

Seiji silently got out of bed, taking Art's hand. Together the walked out of the dorm, creeping up the stairs to Art's room. Art pulled Seiji inside, shutting the door behind him. He grabbed Seiji and held him close, "Don't leave me again," he whispered, tears in his eyes,

Seiji smiled, "I can't promise I'll never go anywhere, but I promise I'll always be in your heart"

Art smiled faintly, brushing the hair out of Seiji's eyes, "I'll always love you too Seij,"

"I'm sorry,"

"For what?"

"Screwing you sister," Seiji laughed, "That was a bit harsh of me."

Art grinned, "I know Am, I know you, and I'm guessing it wasn't your fault." He started to undo Seiji's belt, "You're just so damned easy to get into bed." he laughed.

Seiji grinned and kissed him, loosening the tie around his own throat, he started to undo the button's on Art's shirt, kissing his deathly pale skin as it was exposed, pausing only as Art lifted his black t-shirt over his head. "Missed you," he muttered,

"You just said that," Art grinned, kissing him. He pushed Seiji over onto the bed, "Less talking," he sniggered, "More doing,"

Seiji shook his head, laughing, "Come here then,"

The rising sun, shining through the window woke Seiji, who gently kissed Art on the forehead, "morning gorgeous," he mumbled, even though Art did not wake. Seiji rolled out of bed, grabbing his trousers, he went to leave. He paused at the door, and looked back. Art lay on the bed, the blanket that should have been covering him, nearly slipping off his slender hips, the morning sun dancing on his white hair and warming his nearly translucent skin. Seiji smiled, storing the image in his mind for later, and slipped out of the room.

Fergie sat up, once again alone in Tor's bed, he'd given up sleeping in his own, Tor never used his anyway. He looked over to where Tor was just waking up, Mara sleeping soundly in his arms. Fergie pulled on his trousers, grabbing a packet of ciggarettes and his lighter from ontop of his chest of drawers. He bumped into Seiji as he was leaving, "I'm going for a smoke," he grinned, "Wanna come?"

Seiji shrugged, "Sure."

For a while, the two boys sat in silence in the mid-september sunshine, morning dew soaking through their trousers, the bare skin on their backs leaning against a tree in the borders garden, Fergie slowly smoking his ciggarette, Seiji, after declining a smoke, cleaning his nails with one of his knives.

"Wow," Seiji muttered,

"What?"

"I have nails again,"

"You didn't before?" Fergie grinned

"Nah, I used to tear them off,"

"Ugh," Fergie shuddered, "Messy, lots of blood."

"Yeah," Seiji grinned evilly at him, "I used to drink it,"

Fergie turned pale, "That's disgusting,"

"What is with the whole not liking blood thing and you anyway?"

Fergie glanced nervously at his bare shoulders, just above the T-shirt line, thousands of scars criss-crossed his freckled skin, on both shoulders. "I guess you can see too much blood in a life-time," he smiled sadly,

Seiji looked confused, "Doesn't Tor have scar's like that too though."

Fergie laughed, "Yeah, he copies them, everytime I get a cut, he copies it exactly onto his own arm, so we still match," he grinned at Seiji, "My brother's a lot more sentimental than he pretends,"

Seiji grinned, "Sounds like Art," he looked at Fergie's arms, "They're not done very well, how d'ya get them?"

Fergie shrugged, "My step-da doesn't like me so much."

"He should get a sharper knife." Seiji thought for a second, "He doesn't like you because your gay?"

"That and other things,"

"What other things,"

"Oh, just like when my mam was pregnant with me and Tor, da got sent to prison, and so she thought, "ok, I can cope with one baby, until I get another man" and then there were two of us." Fergie laughed, "Our gran didn't put me on the Family tree, she pretends I don't exsist."

"Nice," Seiji laughed. "I take it they like Tor then."

"No," Fergie shook his head, "They LOVE Tor, he's everyone's favourite."

"Harsh one,"

Fergie shrugged, "He gets more annoyed by it than I do," He grinned, "Anyway, I don't like questions about me, what's all this about Art's sister?"

"Amber? Oh, it's a long story."

Fergie glanced at his watch, "We have time." He laughed, his green eyes sparkling again.

"Well, it's kinda," Seiji sighed, "I met Art a while back, and, yeah, we fooled around a bit, and then we started going out properly. Only, cause of us having the same master we didn't get to see each other that much, when we weren't training. Anyway, so Art took me to his house, to meet his family, and there was Amber." He frowned, "This bit's kinda compliacated, I used to be straight, or think I was, when I was a kid, and then I met Art, decided I was gay, and then I met Amber, and decieded I was bloody confused and it would be better if she was out of my life."

Fergie grinned,

"So anway, Amber's a sweet enough kid, but she kind of has a mega mega crush on me. Now, I used to love her like a little sister, cause she's like the year below us, I think, anyway, so I like Am, and yes I do think she's hot, but that's all. Anyhow, Art'll tell you, I am the easiest guy in the world to make feel guilty, and Amber is VERY good at making me feel bad." HE scowled, "She cries at me, and then I don't know what to do, so I give her a hug, and then, yeah, anyway." He grinned, "She kinda talked me into sleeping with her last night, she said it didn't matter." I frowned, "I was slightly high, and very drunk, and she wasn't, it wasn't very fair really."

Fergie laughed, "Bitch,"

"Nah, she's normally really cute, I guess she was just annoyed at me being so inlove with Art." Seiji grinned evilly, "Anyway, what do you think of Mara?"

Fergie shrugged, "She's hot."

Seiji's eyes widened, "She's Tor's girlfriend,"

"Me and Tor have the same thoughts, if he thinks she's hot, then I have to, right? Plus," he sniggered, "We always share everything."

"Ugh" Seiji did not look impressed, "that's twisted."

"Yeah," said Fergie pensivly, "This whole place is kinda twisted though."

Art appeared in the doorway, "Wakey wakey," he grinned, "It's SATURDAY!" he looked around the dorm, "Where's Sei?"

"He and Ferg went outside," Tor explained, nodding towards the window.

Art wandered over to the window, looking out, he saw Fergie and Seiji, topless, leaning against the tree, "Fuck," he muttered, "They both look so hot." He grinned, and opened the window,

"Ahah!" Squealed Ash as the cold air woke him up,

Art stuck his head out of the window, putting two fingers in his mouth, and whistled.

Seiji looked up, and grinned, seeing Art beckoning him to come, he stood up.

Fergie laughed, "He whistles and you come running." he said, holding out his hand to Seiji.

Seiji pulled him up, "Damn straight," he laughed, and, still holding Fergie's hand he ran towards the boarding house. Fergie tripping and stumbling behind him, laughing. They arrived at the dorm, both of them giggling hysterically. As Seiji pulled him through the doorway, Fergie tripped, falling, board straight, forwards, landing in a perfect pressup position. He rolled onto his back, tears making his bright green eyes sparkle more strongly, the tears rolling down his cheeks emphasising the freckles that danced across his face. He looked up, and grinned at Tor, who was standing above him. He held up his hands, Torin pulled him up, slipping his arms around his waist, "God, you're beautiful," he murmered,

Fergie laughed again "You're meant to be straight Torin,"

Tor shrugged, "Yeah, well."