Walking home, again. ((Ashi + Randy))

[Ashi Akuma]

Vizeses watched as the boy arrange the tie with no trouble at all in amazement and annoyance that he couldn’t do that himself. Whenever he tried to arrange it, it always ended up looking like a big knot. “For you maybe,” he muttered as he followed Matt out the door.

Ashi raised his brow at the youngest’s comment. Well, that was a change. No one had ever called him a ragamuffin…whatever that was. “I’m not wearing a suit,” he growled. “It’s bad enough I have to go to church and get lectured by some old shriveled up man.”

“Well why don’t you just leave then,” the Zercan said glaring at the other. He looked almost business like in the suit, completely different from the savaged look before when he was trying to kill Ashi. It was amazing yet slightly strange that he could transform like that.

“Well why don’t you go finish what you started in the room and surprise everybody by getting the boy pregnant,” he said as he watched the other switch his gaze towards Matt, trying to control the beast with him that had suddenly appeared from remembering their previous actions.

[Sarandon]

"Father Delacroix isn't old and shriveled at all," Matt said with a grin. "He's hell-hot. And young and pretty." He pressed against the zercan, smiling up at him. His eyes narrowed at Ashi's comment. He moved too fast for Sarandon to stop him, leaping forward and slapping Ashi across the face angrily. "Keep your pet on a leash, Randy!" he snarled. "And you keep your tongue in check or I'll make sure that whoever's after you will get you no matter what Randy thinks." He went back to cuddle Vizeses, puling away when their older brother appeared in the stairway and peered down the hall. "Matt, Randy, hurry up. Everyone's already ready to go. Mom said that she'd drive, but there isn't place for everyone. We can take a couple more, but there's a few who'll have to walk."

"Ashi and I will walk. Matt, you hurry up and get downstairs with Vizeses. Unless you want to walk too?" he asked the zercan. His little brother glared at him, taking Vizeses's hand posessively and leading him down to the car. Sarandon waited until the front door closed before turning to give Ashi an annoyed look. "Don't say things like that where my parents could hear you. They'd murder Matt. And me with him for letting Vizeses into the house." He went over to the phone, dialing a number. "We'll leave in just a bit." He paused, then suddenly started talking French into the phone. There were a few words in English or that were understandable, like Zercan, Matt and mate. Sarandon finally hung up. "We're going to meet my oldest brother after church. We'll sort out what to do with the two of you then."

[Ashi Akuma]

Ashi was surprised to say the least when Matt had slapped him. It hurt a lot more than he thought it would but it wasn’t that bad. He’d gotten worse beatings before. It seems the little priest boy can fight but he did feel somewhat bad about what he said. Not because the little brat but he could have gotten Sarandon in trouble

When Sarandon said they were going to meet his brother, he sighed and grimaced. “Great, now I’m going to have two Zercans on my tail. Do you want me to get killed?” he growled at the boy but immediately regretted it. He was only trying to help him and didn’t know how hostile Zercans were against his species.

He sighed and looked towards Matt’s and Vizeses’s retreating form. “A leash eh? Heh, your brother has some interesting fetishes,” he smirked.

Though the two were pretty far, Vizeses’s sensitive hearing heard what Ashi had said and growled. In no time at all, he was on top of the Prasidion with a handful of the other’s shirt, lifting him up and slamming him to the ground. “What did you say?” he growled.

The house was spinning at the force of the blow and it took awhile for him to answer. “Well, I’ve said a lot of things. Care to specify?” he teased. It was a shame that Matt had walked away before he could argue with him but this would do.

“You know what I’m talking about. I should’ve killed you when I had the chance you pile of shit,” he yelled, shaking the other by the collar of his shirt.

(I love making things difficult ^^ And what are ministry exams?)

[Sarandon]

((Well, they're exams made by the minister of education that you have to pass at the end of the year to pass secondary school. There's history, Math, french written, french reading, ESL, Science...))

Sarandon started swearing. Matt was gritting his teeth. "Viz and I will walk too," he shouted to his older brother. Christophe sighed, going to tell his parents. "Viz, leave him alone, he's not worth it!" the young one called.

Sarandon sighed. "You know I think that my little brother might be right about having to keep you on a leash. Both of you."

[Ashi Akuma]

Ashi punched the Zercan, stunning him enough so he could push him off and stood up, calmly dusting off his clothes. “Really now was that necessary. It’s not like I insulted him. But now that I think of it I don’t think the boy would make such a good priest with him starting fights and making out with every guy he sees, like a regular whore,” he smirked and dodged the fist he knew was about to come his way.

He wrapped his arms around Sarandon and moved his head close to his ear and whispered, “A leash? Mmm, very hot. Never thought you had it in you. You going to try and dominate me?”

Vizeses glared at the Prasidion with his arms folded across his chest, his fingers just aching to wrap his fingers around the other’s neck and kill him for insulting his mate but if Matt didn’t want him to fight back… “Are you sure you don’t want me to kill him for you,” he growled.

[Sarandon]

Sarandon actually pushed away, fury and disappointment in his eyes. "YOu know, I was starting to think that they were wrong about you," he snarled. "If you even think of calling my baby brother such names again, I'll turn you in to the zercan authorities giftwrapped." He stalked towards the door. "You're all in desperate need of the word of god," he declared. "Get moving now."

Matt smiled up at him softly. "No, be the bigger man. He's the one who's acting like a thug. You're good and noble and have some restraint. He's just a vile animal who thinks that he has a chance in hell with my brother." His eyes were cold and dangerous when he looked at Ashi. "Unfortunately for him, Randy isn't into bestiality."

[Ashi Akuma]

No matter the calm and arrogant exterior Ashi had put up, those words had stung him, like a dagger piercing his heart. Something tugged on his heart when Sarandon pushed him away and said he would give him up to the Zercans though he wasn’t going to deny that he had tempted him and deserved to be killed. He would’ve taken back those words and apologized if he thought Sarandon would actually forgive him but he didn’t think anything was going to help. Kindness and friendship was defiantly not his forte.

“Well now that everybody agrees that I’m an evil bastard let’s go hear the word of god and see if it can turn me into just bastard,” he said with a smirk resisting the very tempting urge to continue arguing.

He waited outside with Vizeses close behind him, keeping an eye on the Prasidion to make sure he doesn’t try anything.

[Sarandon]

Sarandon stalked ahead, leading the way. Matt held Vizeses' hand, staying close to him and glaring daggers at Ashi. Sarandon igrnored them all until they reached the gray stone building with the beautiful stained glass windows.

Inside was nearly empty. The rest of the St-Pierre family with one or two older people sat there. There was a young man in a priest's garb chatting with one of the older ladies amicably.

[Ashi Akuma]

When they reached the church, Ashi looked around inspecting the place with a bored expression. There were barely any people here, no bratty kids to entertain him during the priest’s most likely boring speech. He sighed. At least the other Zercan didn’t seem to be here.

Vizeses held Matt’s hand the whole way but quickly dropped it as if the other’s skin on his would burn him. He remembered what the boy said about not wanting anyone to know though he didn’t see what the big problem was but he would respect his mate’s wishes. Glancing at Matt, he gave a smile of reassurance that he didn’t mean anything by the sudden loss of contact.

Suddenly, the Prasidion heard a small beeping come from his watch. Someone was trying to call him. This would be the perfect excuse to get out of church but…though Sarandon was mad at him right now he made a promise to stay. He didn’t even know why he decided to stay true to his word. Quickly, he turned the thing off so no one would be able to call him and stuffed his hands in his pockets. “So, when’s your brother coming?” he asked nonchantedly.

[Sarandon]

"After church. My parents have disowned him and they don't ever want to see him again. We aren't supposed to be seeing him either, which is why they aren't going to find out," he muttered.

Matt beamed angelically up at the priest. The man grinned at them and started talking to them in French. Sarandon just nodded, presenting the two aliens. Matt was gushing, giving him a look of complete hero worship. "Father Delacroix doesn't speak English very well. And the mass is given in French. But I can help you understand if you want," the youngest St-Pierre told the zercan. He said something in French to the priest who quirked an eyebrow, but nodded. "He says its ok if I'm whispering, but only if it's to translate."

The service was a half hour long. Sarandon made some excuse to his parents about going to check out Ashi's police record to get them out of there. He pointedly didn't say a word to Ashi, barely looking at the man. He led them, on foot, a few blocks down to the metro. He paid for tickets, then led them downstairs. Mat was pressed against Vizeses' side, chattering happily about the mass, explaining some of the allegories.

They got of at Beaudry station and Sarandon brought them to an apartment above a little cafe. "Have you ever been to Armand's place?" Sarandon asked his little brother. Matt shook his head. "So you haven't met Thomas. Their son. He's a cute little ball of fluff..." A buzz let them in. The aforementioned ball of fuzz launched itself at Sarandon from the top of the stairs with a happy squeal. A zercan, small with blonde hair and golden eyes started down the stairs after him, then paused, eyes narrowing, hair puffing up angrily.

"Sarandon there had better be a damned good reason for you bringing a Prasidion into my home!"

[Ashi Akuma]

Ashi gave a slight nod at what the boy had said. Letting out a silent sigh, he imagined what the meeting between the other Zercan and him would be like. Most likely, it would end up in a fight or something of the nature. He doubts the other Zercan would like it very much for him to be in his home. Pushing away those thoughts, he looked around his ‘prison’ for the next few hours. He had to admit, it was quite nice, like a torture chamber in disguise. He caught a few disapproving glances, most likely at his clothes, but other than that it seemed alright, until they started the lectures.

Vizeses watched in distaste as Matt started talking to the priest. The way he was looking at the older man and the fact that he couldn’t understand a word they said made him scowl inwardly. He snapped out of his jealous rage when the boy spoke to him. “That’s good. It’d be annoying if I couldn’t understand what they’re saying. They could mock me right in my face and I’d think they’d be talking about the weather,” he muttered.

After the service was over, Vizeses followed the rest to Armand’s house, listening to Matt with an amused smile. It was amazing that the boy knew so much about religion already.

The fact that Sarandon hadn’t talked or even looked at him for the whole time was all too noticeable to Ashi. The silence was chipping away at him. He’d never been so desperate for someone to talk to him. He stole another quick glance before a ball of fluff launched himself at the boy. At the angry voice, he turned his head to the smaller Zercan.

“Nice to meet you too,” he muttered. He thought about talking back but with a glance towards Sarandon made him change his mind. the boy was already angry at him for calling his brother a whore and causing a fight with his other brother’s mate wasn’t going to make anything better.

[Sarandon]

"Armand! Armand make it leave! It's going to hurt our kit!" The zercan was still glaring and hissing at Ashi. Sarandon cudled his little nephew.

"Don't worry, he's mostly harmless. I brought him here because I'm not sure what to do with him..."

"Run away from him. Prasidions are evil. Pure evil straight to the core," the zercan hissed.

"Now, now, Tabir, you know that that's not fair," A young man joined his mate in the stairs. "Come on up the lot of you." Tabir smiled at Vizeses.

"What are you doing so far from home? I never thought that I'd see a fellow country-man again! I have freash cookies upstairs. Come on up... Oh!" He noticed Matt who was closely snuggled against the Zercan. "Well, claiming seems to run in this family! Congratulations on finding each other!" Heruffled Matt's hair. "I knew that he'd find a nice mate. Such a sweet boy..." He took his kit back from Sarandon. "This is Thomas, our kit."

Sarandon moved protectively towards Ashi still without talking to him. They all went upstairs.

The apartment was smal, but very homey. The smell of baking wafted through from the kitchens. Everything was very clean. A tabby housecat was lying on the coffee table, twitching its tail, uninterested. Thomas wriggled down to go curl up with the kitty.