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Post by GothicKitsune666 on Sept 27, 2009 1:49:02 GMT -5
"Mmm," he groaned as he opened his eyes slightly. "Mom? Dad?"
"Yes sweety," his bearer said as he smiled down at his son. "How did you sleep?"
"Good."
"Rage, this man here claims to be your mate," his giver told him. "Do you know him? Has he hurt you in anyway?"
"Yes, I know this man, dad, " he told him. "And no, he hasn't hurt me."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 27, 2009 11:41:19 GMT -5
Alyphic made a gesture toward Rage as if saying 'See, told you.' No, he hadn't hurt him, but Alyphic turned his aqua eyes to Rage's green ones as if to get him to remeber the things he had done to him. He wanted to see the blonde blush.
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Post by GothicKitsune666 on Sept 27, 2009 13:20:21 GMT -5
Seeing the way Alyphic was looking at him, he couldn't help but blush a soft red. "W-when did y-you get home?" he asked his parents.
"Just a few moments ago," his giver told him.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 27, 2009 13:38:45 GMT -5
Alyphic smirked when he saw the blush on Rage's face and adjusted his glasses before looking down at his watch. He had an appointment with a customer in thirty minutes, one who paid quite a bit. He would have to hurry this along soon.
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Post by GothicKitsune666 on Sept 27, 2009 13:41:53 GMT -5
"What are your intentions with our son?" the giver asked.
You see, Rage's bearer was not very dominating and did not do well in these situations. Because of this, he just leaves it all to his mate and sits back and watches. If he sees something that his mate forgot, he would step in and add it. But normally, he was quiet.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 27, 2009 14:09:10 GMT -5
Alyphic laid his head on one of his hands lazily as he looked up at Rage's giver. "Simply the intentions of all mates. I am to love him, take care of him, and raise kits. I do believe that is how it works, and I have no intention of doing anyless than what is stated." He also had no intention of doing anything more. He had not asked for a mate and did not want one; it was one of the many reasons he'd left Zerca. But what was his, was his, and he wouldn't just leave the small blonde boy.
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Post by GothicKitsune666 on Sept 27, 2009 14:12:53 GMT -5
"So you only love him because you are required to? And not because you fell in love on your own?" the giver growled, narrowing his eyes at the zercan.
At hearing what his father said, he looked down at his hands. Rage could just see this becoming like his old relationship. Who was he to kid, he would never know true love.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 27, 2009 14:38:07 GMT -5
Alyphic removed his glasses and wiped them with a tissue. "I have only just met him but a few hours ago, but I find it that to fall in love with him will not be such a hard thing." No, Alyphic was not required to do anything. He no longer fallowed Zerca rule. If he could not love Rage, he would not, but he wouldn't leave the boy now. A Zercan barer who had found their mate but not mated was in danger of attracting unwanted attention from others. And Rage was his, that Alyphic felt strongly about.
With that, Alyphic stood up. "I have a very important appointment I must get to. Now that he is in your hands, I will take my leave, but I will be back."
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Post by GothicKitsune666 on Sept 27, 2009 14:43:56 GMT -5
The giver simply snorted at Alyphic. Not giving the man another look, he turned back to his son and pulled him into his arms. Trying to calm his son and make sure he did not start crying.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 27, 2009 14:56:30 GMT -5
As soon as Alyphic was in the elevator, he clenched a hand over his heart. He had been repressing the need to comfort Rage since the blonde woke up and could now very plainly feel the hurt that and his words had caused his mate. But he didn't know what he was to do about it. Why, just when he'd thought he had escaped, his old life had to turn up again in such an appealing way?
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Post by GothicKitsune666 on Sept 27, 2009 15:03:01 GMT -5
Once Alyphic was out of the room and the door was shut, his father began to speak. "We can leave now," he suggested to his son. "We can go home and you can forget your mate."
"You know that is not healthy, Fay," his bearer told him.
"It would do better than have a mate that would treat him like the last one, Jade," he countered. "But it is your call, Rage. We can leave or we can stay."
Thinking over for a moment he decided to leave. His mate obviously didn't want him, so he would not push himself onto him. He would rather suffer without his mate than have Alyphic resent him. "I want to go home..."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 27, 2009 15:12:56 GMT -5
It was just as Alyphic was about to shake hands of a very important deal, that he crouched over in sudden pain, his heart constricting in him. "Are you alright?" asked the customer.
Alyphic grimaced befor putting on a bussiness smile and standing up straight. "It's nothing to worry about, but I believe I should take a break just to be safe. If you have any questions, just call my assistances." He waited until the customer had left before glaring and saying. "Damn them," before quickly rushing out of the office and allowing his intstincts only to lead him to Rage.
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Post by GothicKitsune666 on Sept 27, 2009 15:17:41 GMT -5
Rage was standing in line for the shuttle to take them home. He was trying his best to not run and find Alyphic. The only thing that kept him from going to his mate was the fact that he wasn't wanted. With that thought, tears started to run down his cheeks.
Seeing the tears, his parents pulled him into their arms and tried to sooth their distressed son. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Jade asked his son.
"I don't want to," he told them. "But it is for the best.""
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Post by phantasmalunar on Sept 27, 2009 15:35:06 GMT -5
By the time he found Rage, he was seething in anger, disspare, and concern. He quickly ran to where he saw Rage and his family and sneakly pulled the blonde from line before his parents could stop him. "What do you think you're doing?! You'll hurt yourself if you leave now, don't you understand?! I don't know what the heck that lover of yours did to you, but I AM NOT HIM! Stop thinking that I am. I've told you that I won't hurt you!" He was huffing, and breathing fast. There was hardly ever a moment when Alyphic lost his cool and composed composure. When he finally realized that his yelling probably wasn't going to help, but too worked up to get collected, he grabbed Rage into a hug and sighed before whispering, "I want to protect you, have you not noticed that yet?"
He'd walked him to the hotel, walked him up to his room, stayed in his room, and hadn't thrown him away all because he honestly wanted to protect the blonde boy that had suddenly become his mate.
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Post by GothicKitsune666 on Sept 27, 2009 15:40:10 GMT -5
Looking at the floor, he could not help the tears that fell to the ground. "You are just going to end up resenting me. You don't love me because of me. You only love me because you are required to. I don't want to be just a requirement," he whispered. "I would take the pain over being resented or unloved. I want you to be happy, and obviously I won't be able to do that."
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