Chapter 40

Art woke up as the sun was setting. He glanced across and Seiji�s sleeping form. Sighing at his own weakness, he reached out and pulled the much smaller boy towards him. For a while, he lay there, holding Seiji, still fast asleep in his arms. Placing gentle kisses on Seiji�s forehead, letting his mind drift into the realms of memory.

Art sat in the library, pushing his reading glasses up his nose, studying yet again. He was due to take his teaching exams in a month, and was cramming. (How ironic is that�a teacher, cramming, just like they tell you not to do.) He didn�t look up as he heard someone enter the library, there was only one person he wanted to see right now, and he was in solitary. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and looked up to see the face of one of his few friends in the prison. �Hey Paddy.� He smiled.

�Thought you might like to know,� the man spoke with a soft Dublin accent, �He�s been let out of solitary.�

�Did he say why they put him in there?� Art asked,

Paddy raised his eyebrows, �They didn�t tell you? He bit one of the guards.�

Art sighed, and stood up. �That�s no reason to lock him up all on his own.�

�Art,� The older man smiled as they started to walk back towards the cells, �You and I both know that the guards love that boy, if one of us had done that we�d have been in solitary for the rest of our time, not just a night.�

Art laughed, �How could anyone not love that gorgeous thing.� He turned to paddy as he pushed open the door to his cell, �Thanks.� He smiled.

Paddy grinned back, �No problem.�

Art walked into his cell, to see Seiji, aged fourteen, lying on the bottom bunk, staring at the ceiling. �You alright?� He asked,

Seiji looked up, and nodded, despite the tears running down his face.

Art just raised his eyebrows, �Hug?�

Seiji shook his head, but walked over to the older boy and slipped his arms around Art�s waist, pulling him close.

�It�s ok,� Art muttered, �I�ve got you now.�

No-one commented on the fact that Art and Seiji weren�t at supper, the lower sixth because they would never tell on those two anyway, and the upper sixth because that would draw attention to the fact that Andi and Marcus had also disappeared, and the blokes didn�t want to get their beloved head of year in trouble, and the girls would never, ever, say anything against Marcus.

Tor leaned closer to his brother, �How well are you feeling?� He whispered in Fergie�s ear,

Fergie frowned, �Well-ish,� he answered vaguely, �Why?�

Tor grinned, and dropped his voice to an almost inaudible whisper, �Well enough for sex?�

�Hell yeah!� Fergie grinned at him, �But we can�t can we?�

Tor smiled, �Your beloved Art has made that possible. Tonight?�

Fergie smiled and leaned closer to his brother, so that Tor put his arm around him. �Love you Tor.� Fergie smiled, looking up at his twin.

�Love you too,�

It was late when Art finally appeared in their dorm. �Marcus?� he said, surprised that Marcus was there, even though it had been him Art was going to find.

�Andi�s gone to the pub,� Marcus laughed, �And the upper sixth are all uptight, and I have a feeling I might be murdered if I slept with most of the lower sixth.�

Art laughed, and held out his hand, �Can I borrow you for a moment?� he asked,

�What?� Marcus said, standing up, but deliberately not taking Art�s hand, �I�m not sleeping with you, you�re not my type.�

Art laughed, and shook his head, �No way. I�m being a good boyfriend.� He lead Marcus to a random cupboard at the end of the hallway. Using a key off of a bunch of many, he opened it. �Wow.� Marcus grinned as he looked at the cupboard, filled with, drugs�well, medicine really.

Art glanced across it and found the box that he wanted. �Take one of these now.� He said to Marcus, �Otherwise you won�t wake up in the morning.�

�A sleeping pill?� Marcus stared at the box suspiciously,

�And no drinking, after you�ve taken it.�

Marcus�s eyes widened, shocked, �I, I can�t do that.� He half squealed, �I mean, I�l be able to drink in the morning won�t I?�

Art frowned, and glanced at the box, �If it�s after 6 hours after taking it.�

�Good,� Marcus sighed, �I�m not sure I could actually survive with no alcohol at all.� He turned to go, and then paused.

�Scared?� Art asked,

Marcus said nothing, but nodded in reply.

Art smiled, �It�s easy, just take it now, then go lie down on your bed. Start daydreaming about something real nice, you�ll be asleep in no time.�

Marcus sniggered, �Can I daydream about Fergie?�

Art rolled his eyes, �If it gets you to sleep, yes.�

Marcus grinned, and swallowed the tiny pill in one go. He handed the box back to Art, �I think you should look after those, just in case.� He grinned at the teacher. �You never know � sometimes life gets very hard.� He wandered back into the dorm, and lay down on his bed, slipping out of his shirt and jeans, he crawled under the covers. And started to daydream�

�So,� A soft Irish accent whispered in his ear, �Been waiting for me?�

Marcus felt a shiver run down his spine, �Are you going to make it worth my while waiting?�

Fergie slipped around in front of him, and sat on Marcus�s lap, facing him. �Might do, why?�

Marcus shrugged, �I think you�re hot.�

Fergie just grinned as his hands started to slide down towards Marcus�s belt. He undid the silver clasp, and��

Ash looked across the room as he heard a gentle snore coming from Marcus. �Awww!� He said softly, �That boy is so sweet.�

�At least someone thinks so.� Nienna scowled, �I think he�s a prick.�

�I second that.� Tor smiled at her.

�Shut up Tor.� Mara hit him around the head, �He�s not all that bad. You�re just jealous.�

�Why would I be jealous of him?�

Mara laughed, �Oh I don�t know. He�s gorgeous; a fantastic pianist; really clever; immensely rich; all the girls in the world want him; kind of your opposite really.� She said bitchily,

�But,� Fergie slipped his arms around Tor, whispering in his ear, �It was his dad, and not his step dad. Now that has to suck.�

Tor turned and grinned at his twin. �At least someone appreciates me.� He smiled, �And talking of sucking, shall we go?�

Fergie winced, �You�re sick.� He said. �Wait until everyone is gone to bed.�

Tor sighed, �That�s ages away.�

�Half an hour Torin. Have you no patience?�

We haven�t visited the other dorm in a while. Shall we? They might not know it, but something momentous his happening in there right now. Shhh, you�ll have to be quiet, so they don�t notice you. Come on, push the door open, that�s it.

�Who would you rather�� Mikey grinned, and turned to Ally, �Aimee or Dee?�

�Aimee.� Ally lied, purely because she was in the room.

�Oooh!� J sat up, �Can we all play!�

�Ok�� Ally was always slightly scared of J, because of her random mood swings, �J, Fergie or Tor?�

�Fergie.� She said without hesitating, �He�s just so cute!� She turned to Aimee, �Have you slept with both Ally and Mikey yet?�

Aimee grinned and nodded,

�So, with the experiences noted,� J grinned evilly at the boys, �Ally, or Mikey?�

�No!� Ally squealed, �That�s really harsh, that�s like asking who�s better!�

J laughed, �It is asking who�s better.� She turned back to Aimee, �Come on, we haven�t got all year.�

�Ally,� Charlie muttered softly, playing along by himself.

Aimee thought about it for a second, �What about Ally AND Mikey.� She grinned evilly, �Together.�

�A threesome?� Toni looked up, �Not with those two together, it wouldn�t work,�

Ally and Mikey glanced at each other, both of them going bright red. �Wouldn�t be the first time.� Ally muttered.

�Ohmygod!� J gushed, �Spill the beans!�

Ally turned slightly away from Mikey, �Nothing to it really. We were drunk, she was hot�� he trailed off.

�And did it work?� Toni asked sceptically, �Or was it battle of the egos?�

Ally and Mikey glanced at each other, �We don�t have egos,� Mikey grinned, �Perfect people don�t.�

Ally laughed, �And we are perfect people.�

�So, back to the main topic in hand,� J started plotting, �If you guys have done it before, why don�t you�with Aims.�

Ally and Mikey looked at each other again, �Ok.�

Didn�t seem that momentous, did it? But it was, trust me, I�m the writer.

As soon as the lights were out, Tor snuggled closer to Fergie. �Please.� He whispered.

Fergie grinned, �Come on then, show me where we�re going.�

Tor reached for his trousers, and took the key out of the pocket.

�Bring your clothes.� Fergie said softly, �For the morning.�

Tor grinned as they both scooped up their clothes. Softly they left the dorm and tiptoed up the stairs. Tor unlocked the door and both boys stepped into the room.

Dropping their clothes on the floor, Fergie turned to Tor, taking his brother�s face in his hands. They leant forward, lips almost touching. Suddenly, both boys coloured and looked away. It had been so long since they�d done this.

Tor felt and hand on the back of his head and Fergie�s lips against his. �Jesus Fergie.� He muttered, �I need you so much. Fuck me.�