Hey Mr. DJ...((Dominic and Azrael))

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Aaron nodded. "We hail from Cairo. How did you guess?"

[ode]

"I went a few years ago to look at the Pyramids, you guys just looked sort of like some guys I met," he said with a shrug.

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Aaron nodded, and he looked back at Azrael. "So will you keep Keon?"

Azrael sighed. "I suppose so."

[ode]

"Sweet," he said, rubbing his hands together happily.

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"I said nothing about you." Azrael said, going into his building, running a hand through his short black hair.

[ode]

Dominic just followed him. "Maybe not but your brother didn't have a problem with it so go I shall."

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"It's my home and I do have a problem with it so out you stay." Azrael growled.

[ode]

"Why you got to be like that?" he asked, rolling his eyes. "I thought P-I-Cs were supposed to be less dramatic than bearers."

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"I don't know. You tell me when you find one." He said, stepping into his apartment and shutting the door in Dominic's face. Azrael sighed; damn that guy was persistent. He began unbuttoning his shirt and went into his bedroom to change into a pair of sweats.

No sooner had he finished than Aaron came traipsing in, with Keon AND Dominic in tow.

"Az! I'm leaving now!" he announced before heading back out. Azrael sighed, forgoing his shirt to go and check on his little six year old nephew, stopping dead in his tracts at the sight of Dominic.

"Why are you in my house?" He frowned as Keon plowed into his legs.

"Uncle Azrael!" the child squealed, wrapping himself around Azrael's knees. He turned his attention to the boy. "Hello, my lord!" he said with a bright smile, picking the child up and spinning him around a little much to his glee.

[ode]

Dominic just shrugged and plopped on the sofa. "You're brother caught me on the sidewalk and Keon decided he liked me so here I am. Here."

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"Momma said that him was your boyfriend, Uncle Azrael!" Keon grinned. "I've never seen Uncle Azrael with a boyfriend!"

Azrael barelywithheld a curse at that. "No, baby, he is not my boyfriend. Your father misunderstood." he said, glaring at Dominic.

"Oh, is he your friend, then?" Keon asked, putting his thumb into his mouth. Azrael pulled it out and sighed. "As fate seems willing to force it." he said, before heading into the kitchen to pour them some juice.

[ode]

"Get me some!" Dominic called, completey at home as he flipped through channels.

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Azrael rolled his eyes and of course, didn't serve the man anything. Instead talking to his young nephew.

[ode]

Dominic didn't seem to notice, just switched on wrestling and kicked back.

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Azrael worked on Keon's homework with him while dinner cooked.