You're My Masterpiece ((Vaiiea/ James))

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Giving up giving any of the art an unbiased eye, Vaiiea headed home.

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A couple hours later found Deka grasping his crotch in pain and James angrily marching home.

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Vaiiea started class the next day with a curious eye. It seemed Deka, one of the Givers in his class was glaring daggers at James who was glaring right back. Looking back and forth, Vaiiea figured he'd nip this in the bud. "Deka, James, come with me." Stepping outside the classroom door, he asked simply, "Is there a problem here?"

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"No sir." Deka grit out.

"Yes sir." James growled, glaring at the man. "This dick tried to freaking rape me yesterday!"

"I did no such thing, all I did was kiss you--" Deka said.

"When I said no! And then you felt me up--you deserved getting kicked in the balls." he huffed.

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Vaiiea had to close his eyes when a red haze swept over him. Turning to Deka, his fangs extended, "You tried to force James into-" he had to snap his mouth closed to supress a hiss of indignation. Walking away momentarily, he said over his shoulder, "I cannot judge this in a calm manner. Deka, go see the dean." Turning back to James, he crowded close to him, gripping his arms, his vampyre fangs extended even longer than usual. "Are you alright?" his voice was rough.

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James blinked, moving closer to the wall. "Uh...yes sir?" he blinked at the man. "Are you alright?" he questioned.

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Vaiiea didn't know what the hell was wrong with him. "I... I just need to know you're alright, James," he said, his first time using the lad's first name. "If he hurt you in any way I will..." he trailed off with a low growl.

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James blinked at the man with wide eyes. "I'm fine, really." he said, hands up. "Uh, Professor Bochou?" he asked with concern.

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Seeing the fear in the man's eyes, he immediately backed away. "Go back inside, Mr. Jukar," he said, his voice rough. "Inform the students that class is cancelled for the day." That said, he turned and walked directly to the Dean's office.

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James blinked, biting his lip. Was the man alright? he wondered. He walked slowly back into class. "I--uh...Professor said class is canceled." he said, looking away from all the questioning faces.

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"Vaiiea, I cannot expell him for something that happened off campus and you know it," Dean Marshion, Vaiiea's long time friend said with a sigh. "The only thing I can do is transfer him to Binghams classroom instead of yours.

"Fine, whatever. but if he touched my student one more time I will drain his blood myself," he snapped.

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James blinked, before handing around in the classroom anyway to work on his brother's painting.

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Vaiiea walked slowly back to his classroom to pack his things. He was surprised to still se Jukar there working. "I'm about to lock the doors, kid. You can take that home, if you'd like." He tried for professional but he figured he failed after that emotional display from earlier.

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James was singing softly, ass swaying in his tight jeans as he worked, a bit of paint on his nose. He blinked as he heard the other man's voice, taking the earpiece out of his ears. "I'm sorry? Oh! Professor. Are you alright?" he asked the man.

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"I'm fine, Mr. Jukar. I said I'm going to lock the door. You are more than welcome totake your work home with you," he said, trying not to look up at the kid lest he act like a bloody damned idiot again.