Chapter 43

Monday afternoon, and Art sat in the art room, all by himself, waiting for the lower sixth to appear. They were late, as always. He was a little annoyed. He'd spent all term working on these portraits with them and very few of them seemed to get the right idea. They'd been programmed by second rate Art teachers to just draw what they saw, and not what they felt. Raven was doing a beautiful picture of Alex, just sat, chatting to her. But the others simply had pictures of people staring straight out of the paper, not doing anything interesting. All of them, except Seiji that is, who was drawing a picture of Art himself. Art sighed, Seiji wouldn't like it, he wouldn't like it, but he had to show the kids what they were meant to be doing. As the lower sixth filed in he went into his office, taking out the painting on it's easel, covered with a sheet. Seiji was really defensive about people seeing his work.

Seiji stared at the easel. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he asked,

Art smiled at him apologetically, "I need to show the others your picture. It's a good example of what they should be aiming towards." He then turned to the rest of the class, "Seats please." he muttered half heartedly.

"But it's not finished yet," Seiji scowled, not sitting down.

"Sorry Sei," Art tried to placate him by wrapping his arms around the boy, but it didn't work.

Seiji struggled away, "I said, it's not finished yet, I don't want them to see it."

Art sighed impatiently, and patronisingly. "Seiji, please sit down so I can get on with the lesson." He turned to the rest of the class. "You guys are all doing really good work, but I think your peices are, well, frankly, they're boring."

Marcus grinned, "If we drew people naked would they be more interesting?"

Art laughed, "No Marcus, well, it might be. But anyway, that's not what I'm talking about. I'm going to show you a picture now, which I think you should all bear in mind. It is a portrait, I don't really want to show it to you, cause it's of me, but I think you should see it."

"It's not finished yet," Seiji muttered under his breath,

"It's the one Seiji's drawing, and it's well,"

"Show it to them and I'll kill you." Again, barely more than a whisper.

Art pulled the cloth off the picture.

For a moment, the class sat in stunned silence. In front of them, looking as real as if he was alive, was Art, lying on his bed, obviously naked, but just covered with a light blanket. The curtains behind him being blown apart by the wind through the open window, sunlight streaming across his face.

"It's gorgeous," Ash whispered.

Seiji scowled, and jumped. In less than a second his arms were around Art, a knife at his boyfriends throat. "I told you not to show them." he scowled, not really knowing what he was doing.

Gently Art tried to push him away, but it didn't work, and in a second another blade had appeared, at Art's cheek this time, gently pressing into the flesh, a trickle of blood running down his cheek.

"Get off me." Art whispered,

"No," Seiji said, and attacked him.

For a few minutes they battled. Art entirley in the diffensive, Seiji attacking him, seeing red, not really knowing what they were doing.

"And this," Said a voice from outside the door, "Is our Art department.

All heads, except those of Art and Seiji, turned towards the door, to see it swing open, revealing Miss Ellins and a prospective parent.

Shit Art thought, and thinking quickly he yelled "FREEZE!"

To his relif it worked, and Seiji froze, crouched on the desk, one knife at Art's throat, the other at his stomach, pulling him back against the desk.

"Right guys," Art said, sounding perfectly calm, to the rest of the class. "I want you to draw this freeze this time, trying to get it looking like we're still moving."

Nienna, bless her little cotton socks, put her hand up, "Should we draw action lines this time Mr Tevelen?"

Art smiled gratefully at her, "No, no action lines this time, I want to see if you can do it without them." He half turned towards the couple stood in the doorway. "Sorry," he said, "I would come over and talk to you, but today we're drawing people in motion, and if I move then they haven't got anything to draw."

The woman smiled nicely at him, "That's alright. It looks like a really fun art lesson."

Ash looked to her and grinned, "Oh Art's all of our favourite lessons. Mr Tevelen is the best teacher ever."

"Thank you Ash," Art grinned, turning back towards the class, "Now, I want you to see if you can get the sunlight glinting off the knife."

At the word knife, Seiji slipped back into reality, "Knife?" he whispered.

Art glanced at Miss Ellins with a look that just said Go!

"I'm sure we'll leave Artur to get on with lesson now," She smiled, steering the parents out of the room.

"Knife?" Seiji repeated, loosening his grip on Art. He leaned back, away from Art, looking at the knife in his hands. "Oh dear God Art." he muttered. He jumped off the desk, grabbing Art by the hands, "I'm sorry." He said, panick in his eyes, "I'm so sorry. What have I done to you?"

Art grinned, "It's ok baby." he smiled, holding out his arms to Seiji, "You didn't hurt me."

Seiji reached up a hand to Art's cheek, wiping away a the thin line of blood that lay there. His big green eyes widened at Art apologetically.

"It's ok. Just a scratch." Art smiled, but seeing this had no effect, he decided to take a different approach. He lifted up his own hand, wiping away the fresh blood from his cheek. He held the bloodied finger up to Seiji's lips.

Seiji tensed, but his desires took over and he quickly licked the finger clean, grinning as he did so. He lifted his own finger to his lips, cleaning that of Art's blood aswell. He blushed ever so slightly. "I really am sorry."

Art laughed and pulled Seiji into his arms, "I'm sorry. You didn't want me to do that, so I shouldn't have done."

They both glanced across at the picture of Art lying naked on the bed, "Do you think they noticed it?" he laughed.

Seiji sighed and shook his head, lifting the picture off the easel. "I'm going to finish it now." he said, disspaearing with it into Art's study.

Art smiled apologetically at the rest of the class, "Sorry about that. He gets a little psyco sometimes." He frowned, noticing two faces missing, well actually, one face missing, but on two people. "Where are the twins?"

"They're outside." Marcus answered, "Fergie passed out. Something to do with the blood?"

"Oh yeah." Art winced, "He does tend to do that doesn't he." He started towards the door, "You guys carry on with your pictures, I'll go see if he's ok." He froze suddenly, "Second thoughts," he grinned, "I better not go out there covered in blood." He dissapeared into his office where Seiji was. He walked slowly over to the younger boy, "Want a treat?" he asked, sitting down, and pulling Seiji onto his lap.

Seiji grinned and nodded, knowing exactly what Art meant. Sitting on Art's lap, facing him, one leg either side of his teacher, he leant forward and gently let his toungue flicker across the cut on Art's cheek. He shivered involuntarily, and it wasn't very cold.

Art grinned, "Thank you babes."

Seiji raised one eyebrow, "Babes? You are so gay."

Art laughed, standing up and pushing Seiji off him. "Yep. Now I need to go find Fergie cause he passed out."

Seiji scowled, "But I want sex now." he pouted, glancing down at the rather visible bulge in his trousers.

"Tough, you have your hands, deal with it." Art smirked, leaving the room.

Later that evening, Eagle lay in bed with Matt in his arms. It was not long until lights out, and Matt was already ready for bed, lying there in just his boxers. Eagle hadn't undressed yet, this was because he didn't want Matt to know he was hard.

Matt smiled to himself, he liked having Eagle's arms around him. He twisted around, rolling over so he was facing his boyfriend. "I love you." he whispered, planting a gentle, and simple kiss on Eagle's lips. He let his hands slide over Eagle's hips, not realising how cruel he was being to his boyfriend.

Art walked into the room, and took one look at the expression on Eagle's face. He knew what he needed to do. Hell, he wasn't going to complain, but he knew it would hurt Seiji. "Sei," he grinned, "Can I have a word with you."

Seiji nodded and let Art drag him by the hand out of the room.

"It's Eagle." Art said gently.

Seiji nodded, "I know, I get it. Sure." He grinned at Art, "Screw him, he's gagging for it."

Art laughed, "And you don't mind?"

Seiji shook his head, "As soon as he starts screwing Matt then you stop. Ok?"

Art nodded, suprised that Seiji was being so understanding. "Are you sure?"

Seiji grinned wickedly, "I thought I might use the time to give Matt a few," he coughed, "lessons."

Art grinned and rolled his eyes. "When he comes back to the dorm, you wanna come find me?"

Seiji nodded, wandering back into the dorm.

"Eagle." Art said, "A word please."

He took Eagle by the hand and silently lead him up the stairs to his room. "Strip." he ordered.

Eagle frowned, "What the hell? I thought we agreed to stop."

Art laughed, "Yep, but you are getting so fucking randy with that boy around, and no possible hope of release, that I thought I'd help you out."

"And Seiji doesn't mind?"

"Apparantly not." Art grinned, "Seiji has a little something of his own to keep himself occupied."

Seiji grinned and stood up, wandering over to the other side of the dorm. He laughed softly, and evilly, and then, without asking for permission, got into bed beside Matt. "Hey gorgeous," he whispered, wrapping his arms around Matt.

Matt frowned, "What are you doing?"

With a shrug, Seiji replied, "We need to chat."

"What about?"

"Sex." Seiji laughed bluntly.

Matt backed away, scared, but was held in place by Seiji's strong arms. "What do you want to say about sex?"

Seiji shrugged. "You a virgin?"

"No!" Matt laughed,

"You ever had sex with a bloke?"

"No," Matt repeated, but a little more uncertain this time.

"You ever done anything beyond kissing with a bloke?"

Matt shook his head silently. He didn't like the idea of where this was going.

"Let me tell you something Matt." Seiji was very close to him by now, whipsering in his ear, "Sex with blokes is very, very different to sex with girls. And you need to learn."

"Please don't fuck me." Matt whimpered.

Seiji roared with laughter, softly kissing Matt on the cheek. "Hell no. The first bloke you sleep with will be Eagle. And he won't fuck you, he'll make love to you." he grinned. "I'm just here to," he coughed again, "Give you a few tips."

"Like what?"

"Like it will hurt. A hell of a lot. And not just the first time either. It's always gonna hurt."

"Ok,"

"But it'll feel better than anything in the world." Seiji found his hands sliding over Matt's naked torso. "But I need to teach you other things. Has anyone ever given you a blowjob?"

Matt blushed, and shook his head.

Seiji grinned. "Would you mind if I did?"

Again, Matt started to back away from him, scared. Seiji was by far more experienced than him, and also a lot stronger. "Why?"

"Because you need to have been given a blow job in order to be able to give one properly. It's why girls are crap at it." Seiji laughed, "So would that be alright?"

"Can't I wait for Eagle to give me one?"

Seiji shook his head, "Now that isn't fair is it? You get a blow job and Eagle doesn't? Besides, if Eagle sucked you off he'd end up fucking you too."

"So you have to. What a pity for you." Matt scowled. "What if I want my first time to be with a guy I love?"

Seiji pretended to look hurt, "You mean you don't love me Matt?"

Matt rolled his eyes, "Are we talking about now?"

Seiji grinned and nodded, "Come with me." He said, and then burst out laughing at his unintetional pune. He took Matt by the hand and lead him out of the dorm

"Marcus..." Ash started, rolling on his side to look across the dorm, "Have you slept with all the girls in the school?"

Marcus laughed, "Very nearly."

"All the girls in upper sixth?"

"Yep."

"All the girls in our year?"

Marcus shook his head, looking somewhat ashamed, "All but one."

"Really?" Fergie looked up from where he had been making out with his brother, "Which one?"

Marcus turned an even deeper shade of crimson, "Raven," he muttered.

Alex laughed softly, raising his eyebrows, "You seem somewhat ashamed. I think Matt and Eagle would have murdered you if you had."

"Not really." Eagle laughed coming back into the dorm. "It's just you we don't like."

"What!" Raven squealed, making her brother laugh even more.

"Kidding Ray," He grinned at her, "I'd kill any bloke who touched you. Ok?"

"No, not really." Raven scowled, wrapping her arms around Alex's waist. "I don't want him being killed."

"So he doesn't touch you." Matt said walking back into the room, looking ever so slightly flustered, and very happy.

"But...but..." Raven stammered, getting more and more annoyed with her brother and his boyfriend.

Alex smiled and silenced her with a gentle kiss. "Shhh sweetie," he whispered, pulling her closer to him, "I'm sure they wouldn't really kill me. Hurt me maybe, but that I can put up with. For you."

Seiji saw Eagle standing in the middle of the room, and instantly dissapeared. Calmly he walked up the stairs. He knew he should be angry, cause technically Art was cheating on him, but it didn't make him mad. He guessed it was because he cheated on Art, quite a lot really. He sighed and pushed the door to his boyfriends room open.

Art lay there on the bed, naked and jerking himself off, completely oblivious to Seiji standing in the doorway.

"Wanker," Seiji laughed, and flicker the lights out.

"Any notices from around the floor," Sir asked in a very Dr West like fashio [Thank goodness she doesn't do things in a Sir like fashion ><]

Ariadne stood up, "I have a small announcement," she said primly.

Sir sighed and relaxed back against the table, bored already. "Go on then."

"As I have been nominated social president, I would like to remind everyone of the up and coming (insert sniggers from Sir, Art, Marcus, Ally and pretty much anyone with a life, here.) "The up and coming school disco." She beamed around the hall at everone. "It's going to be a partner dance, so the boys should start thinking about which girl they want to invite." She smiled particularly smugly at the lower sixth, and sat down.

Art stood up abruptly, "Can all the lower sixth just meet for a moment after assembley, uh, I hadn't really thought where, maybe in our, um, I mean, Seiji's dorm." He swiftly corrected himself, remembering that he wasn't meant to be sleeping with the pupils (in many senses of the word) "So yeah, all of you. Oh and including Eagle and Elliot," he said, adding afterthought after afterthought. He sat down just as abruptly as he had stood up.

Sir stood there, leaning against the table, silently shaking with laughter. This was going to be funny to watch.

As all the lower sixth arrived - ending up sat on beds, various people cuddled up to various other people, and not necesserily who you'd expect - Art stood up. "Right guys. This dance thing is blatently an attack on us. Boys asking girls?" he squealed, "What a joke. There's only one straight couple in the whole year."

"Two," Tor muttered.

Art laughed as he turned to him, "I wasn't counting you and your girlfriend as you both fuck your brother."

"Actually," Fergie laughed, "I fuck them."

Art laughed back, but was soon serious. "We need a plan of action. We will sabotage this dance."

"Ooh I know!" Seiji grinned evilly, "We could all say we're going, and then only I turn up, and I kill them all!"

To everyone's suprise, Art laughed, ruffling Seiji's hair. "No love, no murdering will be involved."

"Aww," Seiji sighed, looking genuinley upset.

"Any other ideas? That don't involve murder, death or blood of any kind."

Fergie turned pale, "Please don't put gruesome idea's in my head," he whispered, snuggling, somewhat illogically, closer to Seiji.

"I know!" Ash laughed, "We split the year in half and so half of the boys have to wear dresses!"

"Thanks not a half bad idea." Art grinned, "And it wouldn't be the first time."

"Or we could just not go." Aly grinned, "And have our own christmas orgy - I mean party." he laughed.

"Just go with who-ever we want?" Matt suggested.

"I kinda get the feeling she has a grudge against us." Elliot said to Matt and Eagle.

"Lets just not go." Marcus scowled, much to everyone's suprised. They thought he'd be the ultimate party animal. "I think it's a rubbish idea."

"Why?" Ash aksed. Personally he thought it was a great idea. Simply beacuse it was an opportunity to dress up.

"Lots of reasons." Marcus's scowl darkened.

"It's because he can't take Andi." Art laughed.

"Nope." Marcus grinned, "It's because Fergie won't go with me."

"Have you already asked him?" Art asked in suprised.

"Yes." This time it was Fergie's turn to scowl, "And I said no. I'm not going at all."

"Surely the best way to sabotage it would be to go, and then just totally kill the mood." Eagle grinned.

"Yay!" Seiji grinned, "Killing!"

"Not that kind of killing sweetie." Art laughed, "You are in a murdering mood today aren't you." he laughed, flopping down onto Seiji's bed, and pulling Seiji into his lap. "But I think it makes you adorable." he muttered into his ear.

"So, we gonna do some mood killing?" Mikey grinned.

"Obviously the upper sixth will all dress up loads and take the whole thing far too seriously. Our aim is to dress down and just stand there, not dancing, and killing the mood." Art grinned.

"Mmmm," Seiji sighed, "Killing."

"Shut up Kid," Art laughed. "Now. I think you guys need to go back to lessons now. What did I steal you away from?"

"Dance." Tor laughed from where he sat with his arms around his brother. "Hadn't you nitcied Mara isn't here. You couldn't tear her away from dance for the world."

Fergie laughed, and snuggled closer to his brother, "Which means we don'g get yelled at when"

"I do this," Tor grinned, kissing his brother and finishing his sentece for him.

Marcus scowled, insanely jealous of Tor, as always.