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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2006 21:13:00 GMT -5
--a week and a half later--
Ryle sighed and shook his head at the lump of blankets covering M'lon. The man had to get to work in a couple of hours, and he was still sleeping like a log. Then again, the man had worked a 19 hour shift the day before.
He decided to give him a bit longer before waking him and moved to the living room to watch the news, suprised to find Ssitris laying on the couch huddled in a blanket. "Ssitris?" The blonde glanced up at him before looking back at the blank TV screen.
He'd been moping around the house ever since the day Ryle gave Xemas their address to visit, and it was no mystery as to the reason why; the two had a fight. When Ryle and M'lon had come home, they found a moody Xemas on their front steps, and an upset Ssitris inside.
Luckily, M'lon had been too tired to really notice anything and simply went to bed that night without a word, leaving Ryle to pick up the Pieces.
He sighed again and knealt down next to Ssitris' head. "Hey, why are you up so early?"
"I don't feel good." he mumbled, rubbing his tired eyes.
"Ah, your medicine's still giving you trouble, huh?"
A small shrug and a nod.
"I'll go get you something to calm your stomache, alright?" He smiled and pet the man's hair before standing.
"Thanks..."
"No problem."
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The nurse stretched at the desk in the clinic. "Hmm....I hate mornings..." he pouted. "I feel like crap and this place smells horrible and gives me a headache..."
"Well," began another. "Maybe you should have called in sick or something?"
A third entered the conversation; "Or maybe you caught something from one of those patiants you've slept with?"
He huffed. "As if!"
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2006 21:19:08 GMT -5
Xemas was up early and at his hospital shift, starting on rooms. He had two more jobs going now and Eravan had gotten him the apartment as promised. However, everythign was off kilter.
Ever since his fight with Ssitris, he hadn't had a good day, no matter what good things came his way. The apartment was too bare, and to big for just himself. He hated the hospital now, and his two other jobs were no better.
He had gotten all of his things from his landlord, even the clothes the man had begun to trash, and the furniture he'd 'sold'. Eravan had taken care of that too, and Celrie had been bringing over food for him until he got his paycheck from the two jobs that weren't volunteer.
The only thing the incubus wanted now was to talk to Ssitris, but the man wouldn't answer the door when it was just him home, and everytime he called, he never got one back. It just wasn't....He sighed and scrubbed at a stubborn spot on a room floor. He hadn't even gone to a club either. They just didn't hold the same fun for him anymore. And hunger? Jeskara, he was beyond hungry, but the pain of it kept his mind off of Ssitris for now.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2006 21:28:36 GMT -5
"Seriously Huki ((lmao, Huki, Hoochi...lmao)), maybe you did."
"Psh. Impossible. First of all, I always make sure they aren't contagious or whatnot. Also, I haven't done anyone since my last romp in the broom closet with that cute little incubus."
"Oh yeah, you got nailed for that one!" they laughed. "Dr. Sullinian was ticked when he found out!"
"I'm suprised you didn't get suspended!" nurse 2 finally added.
"Well, I didn't say I didn't go down on anybody."
"You're horrible!" he said with a laugh.
He shrugged, "Anyway, I'm off to have my coffee break~!" He pushed away from the desk and waved a bit and checked his pocket, before frowning. "Where'd I put my wallet anyway???"
"Did you leave it in your last check-up room?"
"Hm...I'll check. Thanks!" He trotted off and opened the door to the last exam room he'd been in, and was tickled pink at the sight before him. "Well well..." he purred. "Long time no see sexy. Who knew you worked in this place? You should have called me for another good time, sweetie."
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Ryle returned to living room with a glass of seltzer and milk. "Here, this should calm your stomache and give it some substance, alright? Sit up." He helped Ssitris sit up slowly. He'd gotten his stitches out, but that didn't mean he wasn't sore, and didn't run the risk of tearing his wounds open.
He took the glass as Ryle sat down next to him, rubbing his back and turning the news on. He sipped slowly at it, his stomache protesting still. After a few more sips though, he started to feel better. At least Ryle knew what he was talking about when it came to stuff like this.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2006 21:36:03 GMT -5
Xemas had gotten the spot out, but there were many more like it. Made him suspicious of what exaclty it was.....He didn't stop when the door open, but did falter at the farmiliar, sultry voice behind him. Xemas pushed back to kneel, looking over his shoulder.
"Sorry, I had something to work on, and I make it habit not to tell others where i work," he dropped the rag and stood. He was trying to work on Ssitris, to talk to him again but it was all in vain. Everyone seemed to think he was high up on this nurse anyways. He didn't even know the others name!
Irritably, he scratched at his ear, glaring out the window, crossing his arms and leanign abck against the counter in the room. "You got business in here? i have to finish up soon..." He ws having a bad day, give him a break! He didn't want to deal with this right now....
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2006 21:38:39 GMT -5
"Raaare....someone's pissy. Why don't you tell me about it?" He asked, genuinely. He spotted his wallet and grinned. "Ah! There it is!" He scurried over and picked it up from the counter and looked back at him. "Seriously though. What's up? I'm not just a whore you know. I actually do like to listen. I'm studying to be a therapist actually."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2006 21:42:52 GMT -5
"Great, just what I fucking need," he rolled his eyes but leaned back more anyways, his stance more relaxed. "There's this guy....um...I met him a little while ago. He nice-clumsy as hell-and older than me but....you know, that doesn't matter. I like him anyways." He sighed.
"He reads palms. According to him, i've got little kids on the way, and a mate. Fucking impossible! The only person i've been with recently is you and," he laughed, running hands through his dark hair. "You're not pregnant. Now the idiot won't even talk to me." He frowned grimly before looking up.
"So, Mr. Shrink, how do i get through this one?"
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2006 21:45:49 GMT -5
Her raised an eyebrow. "Well, first of all, how do you know I'm not? I've been sick in the mornings these past few days. I'm irratable, I can't stand certain scents, and my clothes are getting a tad tight. Second, if you've tried to talk to him, and he refused, make him listen. Go to wherever he lives and refuse to leave until he speaks with you, or ask someone to set something up."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2006 21:49:32 GMT -5
Xemas looked at him, blue eyes unwavering. He wasn't....pregnant, right? The incubus wanted to panic. His palms were clammy and he couldn't quite breath right. He barely heard the other advice, only acknowledged it with a small nod of his head, attention focused solely on this new tidbit of info.
"There's tests to tell those things, right?" It may've seemed rude, but he was eighteen and had feelings for someone else. He didn't know if he could deal with that right now...
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2006 22:10:19 GMT -5
Huzi blinked a bit before laughing. "I was just making a point as to not assume! I'm just coming down with a cold is all! Besides, it's impossible for me to get pregnant anyway! I got myself fixed, comes with the territory, you know?" He chuckled a bit. "Anyway, seriously, don't back down. If you really love this guy then he'll eventually come around. I'm sure he's just as upset as you are about the whole thing. Even if you don't think he's listening, explain it." He moved to the door, "Good luck, sweetie!" And with that, he was gone, heading off to the vending machines. --- Ssitris suddenly dropped the glass and shot out of his seat. "Ssitris? !" Ryle called, worriedly, getting up to follow the blonde to the bathroom where he collapsed in front of the toilette and wretched. Ryle sat behind him, rubbing his back and brushing his hair away from his face until he was done. He pulled the younger man against him in a hug. "Ssitris...are you alright??" He nodded, then shook his head, then simply whimpered and sniffled. "...'m sorry....I can't keep anything down...I'm sorry..." "It's alright. The medicine usually does that. I'll talk to M'lon about getting you a different kind, alright?" He nodded a bit. "Why didn't you just tell us sooner, when you first started taking it? You should have felt the same." "But I didn't." He shifted and rubbed his face against the man's shoulder. "It just started earlier this week." A sniffle. He frowned. "That's odd....." Then, he could feel the blood draining from his face. "Oh Jeska....M'LON! GET IN HERE!" he screamed, holding the suddenly confused and frightened Ssitris tightly. There was the sound of a loud thump and some curses before M'lon suddenly appeared in the door way, panting and wide-eyed. "What, what?! What happened?!" "Get in here, why the hell did you put him on that pain reliever!?" He blinked, confusedly at him as if saying; 'What? Is that what this is about???' "Because it's the best for that kind of pain---" "YOU IDIOT!" he screeched. "You fucking idiot!!!" "WHAT?! What'd I do now?!" Ssitris squeezed his eyes shut. What was going on?? Why were they yelling?? What did he do wrong now?? "Get the fuck over here and find out yourself! He's been sick for days and can't keep anything down!!!" He reached down and pinched Ssitris' side gently. "And look at this!! His clothes are even getting tight!!!" M'lon frowned, suddenly in his serious doctor-mode and moved over to kneel next to them. "Ssitris, let me see." Shaken, and still out of the loop as well as feeling crumby, be slowly moved away from Ryle, and let his brother examine him. It only took a little bit of poking and proding of just below his stomache before his brother got the same expression as his mother had when he was kicked out. That expression only fueled his fear and he began to cry. But before his mouth could open, M'lon spoke; "Ssitris...don't be upset." His tone was tight, but sympathetic. "W---why?? What's going on??? Why are you guys like this?!" he asked, leaning back into Ryle's motherly embrace. "Ssitirs...." he sighed and ran a hand through his hair nervously. "....you're pregnant." His eyes instantly rolled into the back of his head and he fell faint against Ryle.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2006 22:17:55 GMT -5
Xemas sighed in relief, brushing his hair back. See?! The lines were wrong! Wrong damn it!!! There was a lightness in the incubus as he cleaned the rest of the room and did the others, hurrying. He was going back to see Ssitris even if the other wouldn't talk.
He'd explain everything, reestablish their relationship....he had to. If he was this miserable, it was a sign! He liked the man, and he wasn't going to stay away any longer!
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2006 22:26:23 GMT -5
M'lon sighed and rubbed his eyes. He'd called into work, and thankfully his boss was understanding about the situation. He looked up when Ryle came out of the blonde's room, shutting the door behind him softly. "How is he?"
Ryle moved close to him, and hugged the man around the waist, letting M'lon return the embrace. "He's sleeping."
"Good."
"M'lon, this is horrible. I feel awful. I mean...he was raped, and there's no way anyone would ever want to remember that. He was robbed of his very first time, even. And now he has to live with his assailant's kid growing inside of him. And when it's born he'll have to look at him, and rememebr who it was. He'll have to see his face everyday for the rest of his life. That's no way to live.....and what about the baby?? How will he feel being raised with such a sad mother? WAnd when he finds out...how will he cope with it? Even more...how will Ssitris? When he calms, he'll be worried about someone wanting him still..." He felt tears come to his own eyes and he hid his face from M'lon.
M'lon took a deep breath, and let it out slowly, hugging his love tighter. "I don't know..."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2006 22:29:56 GMT -5
Xemas finished all of the rooms with flair, even smiling and joking with the receptionist up front before leaving. He stuck his hands in his pockets, loving the feel of wind on his face as he made his way towards M'lons house. Both Ryle and M'lon should be gone, and he wasn't leaving until Ssitris opened the door.
He hoped up the steps and knocked, looking at his sneakers, waiting.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2006 22:33:05 GMT -5
He sniffled, and removed himself from M'lon's arms. "I'll get it."
"No." M'lon said, gently pushing Ryle back down to sit on the couch. "You stay here." He kissed his cheek softly before getting up. As he walked to the door, it hit him how quite and dark the house seemed. Who had known such news would dampen an entire house?? He opened the door, and rubbed his eyes. "Great..." he muttered to himself. "Xemas, what is it?"
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 8, 2006 22:35:24 GMT -5
Xemas actually gave him a grin, it falling off his face when he saw M'lon. "Um I.....I have something great to tell Ssitris! I know we were on rocky terms, but this should cheer him up, and it's important." He wanted to ask why he was there, didn't have work? But it would be rude, and it wasn't his house. Besides, M'lon seemed....down....
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Post by Raimi on Oct 8, 2006 22:37:57 GMT -5
He leaned against the door. "Look, I don't care what it is you have to tell him, or how 'great' it is. But right now, no one's allowed to see him. He probably doesn't want to see anyone, especially you. So just go home or something. Okay?" He moved away and began to shut the door.
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