Valin and Ozzie 3

Ozzie gives a quiet yelp, skidding around a corner quickly and glancing behind him, rather relieved to find the other boys lost in the crowd of students. He gives a small sigh, leaning up against a wall to catch his breath, dropping his bag partially to the ground.
Valin, who is standing at a nearby corner, smirks, walking up behind Ozzie and wrapping his arms around the boy's waist, "Hey, lovely."
Ozzie yelps once again, blushing an intense shade of red and turning a bit to look up at Valin. "Oh...Valin...you surprised me..."
Valin smiles, "I try."
Ozzie smiles slightly, shaking his head and regaining most of his breath, "..I'm glad you're back at school."
Valin shrugs, releasing the boy, "Only one reason I came..." he moves so that he stands in Ozzie's field of vision. "Why were you in such a hurry?"
Ozzie blinks, glancing back in the direction he had come. "...just...some guys who wanted to bother me.."
Valin scowls, his eyes narrowed to slits as he glances in the direction Ozzie pointed, "Oh?"
Ozzie gives a small nod, glancing back at Valin, "...I usually can out run them.."
Valin clenches his fists, saying nothing for the moment. The anger upon his features is very apparent.
Ozzie blinks, pushing back a bit of his hair, "...it's not a big deal..."
Valin frowns, "It is a big deal."
Ozzie cocks his head slightly, "...don't worry about it, Valin. It really isn't.."
Valin ignores what Ozzie is saying, moving towards the fading crowd of students, growling, "Show yourselves you stupid bastards or you afraid?! C'mon!" Quite a few students raise their heads, stepping away or blinking, wide-eyed.
Ozzie blinks, murmuring to Valin, "Please..don't make such a big deal out of it..."
Valin still pays him no attention, hissing, "Well?! Where the hell are you, you cowards?! Or are you afraid you'll get beat up by a FAG!!?"
Ozzie frowns, moving forward, "Valin..." A boy glances over to Valin, stopping and crossing his arms a bit and watching Valin, "..mm? Afraid....? Hmph."
Valin smiles, revealing his false fangs...though seeing him at that moment, one may doubt that they are fake. He licks his lips, "You�re mine now and you'll regret what you did." Another boy smirks, "Well ain't that cute...standin' up for your fuckin' boy toy."
Ozzie bites his lip, swallowing and glancing to the three boys, worried. The first boy makes a skeptical noise, "Oooh, I'm just trembling." He gives a quiet laugh, "I'm sure I'll just be too terrified to ever mess with the little dork again."
Valin smiles, "You won't be terrified...you'll be dead." The other boy, though he tries to look brave, twitches a bit. This guy was totally nuts...
The boy raises an eyebrow, "...oh? Let's see ya try something. I ain't some wimp.."
Valin nods, turning and tossing his backpack roughly onto the cement. Without another word he lunges at the boy.
Ozzie makes a small noise, stepping back. The boy stands his ground, punching as hard as he can at Valin's stomach.
Valin sidesteps, grabbing the boy's wrist roughly, placing his other hand on the boy's shoulder, and pulling him quickly forward into his now risen knee. Having a firm hold on the boy's body, he slams his knee over and over again into his stomach.
The boy, understandably, yelps, gagging and trying to get away frantically.
Valin turns, throwing the boy to the ground in a similar fashion as he had done with his bag. He follows his target, quickly slamming his heal into the boy's stomach. He doesn't even flinch as the boy coughs up blood all over him. He repeats this a few more times, growling, "Are you scared? Huh!? Are you!?" The other boy steps back, "Y...You're nuts!!"
The boy lies on the ground, choking. "S-Stop...." Ozzie shivers, closing his eyes tightly.
Valin smirks, kneeling and picking him up by the collar of his shirt, "Stop? Hm? You want me to stop?" He pulls a small knife out of his back pocket, "What did I tell you? ...Wasn't it that I wouldn't let you live?" The other kid shakes his head, "Stop it! S-Stop it!!"
The boy's eyes widen, and he weakly tries to get away, "P-please...." Ozzie opens his eyes abruptly, tensing, "No!! Valin, stop!!"
Valin smiles, running the knife over the boy's cheek, "Not so eager to fight now? I know your type...as soon as I let you go your just gonna find someone else to drag down to hell. Some kid who can't defend himself...why shouldn't I jam this in your throat?" The other boy shakes his head in disbelief...
Ozzie shivers, "Valin....please..." The boy tries to twist away, "S-stop...please..."
Valin glances sideways at Ozzie, offering the same question, though in a slightly softer tone, "Why?"
Ozzie watches Valin, shaking slightly, "Please....it's not worth it...y-you'll just get in trouble..."
Valin frowns and, with a slight grunt, tosses the boy to the side. He turns to look at Ozzie, "...only because you ask me to." He crosses his arms sternly. The other boy moves to his friend's side, "C'mon...we gotta get outta here, c'mon.."
The boy shudders, weakly standing and leaning on his friend, "Y-yeah..." Ozzie gives a tiny sigh, "...thank you..."
Valin casts a final glare at the pair of boys, scooping up his bag by on strap, "Keep in mind that Ozzie is not with me at all times..." he growls at them. The boy trembles, but says nothing.
The first boy licks a bit of the blood from his mouth, trying to turn and walk. "L-let's go..." Ozzie frowns, watching Valin.
Valin hangs his bag from one shoulder, snorting and glancing at Ozzie, "I'm going home." He seems a little...agitated. The second boy frowns, leading his friend away.
Ozzie bites his lip, "...V-valin....?" The boy leans heavily on the other as they leave.
Valin stops, "What?"
Ozzie mms quietly, "...why did you do that...?"
Valin crosses his arms, "What does it matter why?"
Ozzie gives a small shrug, looking down. "...never mind...but..you really didn't have to..."
Valin hrmphs, "I wanted to. No one should hurt you. No one."
Ozzie blushes, after a moment looking up at Valin silently.
Valin shrugs, "...And there are other things. Hmph. I'll see you at school tomorrow."
Ozzie nods a bit, "...alright...see you, then...thanks a ton, Valin..."
Valin doesn't reply as he walks off towards the small parking lot to drive home. He stops a few feet short of his car, a piece of junk in truth but it worked, sighing. Once again spray paint spelling out color insults on the back window and a couple of broken side windows...
Ozzie mms, shifting his bag and walking back towards his home.

~Owari~

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