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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 10:04:25 GMT -5
Arthur took the card and loving held onto it, thinking it was too precious a thing just to place in his pocket. He smiled and nodded at the words, making sure to let his fingers trace the writing on it and made sure to try and remember most of the numbers. He moved himself into the car and looked at the little sat nav before him, he would never forget where his parents had said to meet them when he got out. "We live in a caravan... It's parked on the edge of sacré forest. They said they would wait for me there."
Arthur smiled fondly looking down at his lap, wondering what his families reaction would be. Would they even believe he was alive? He could imagine his mother and sister crying over him while his father thanked Nico as if he were a saint and this image couldn't help but make his heart swell. He would finally see them again, he would be back and things would be okay.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 10:09:15 GMT -5
Nico nodded. "Got it." He reserved out of the drive and speed toward the forest. The trip wouldn't take long. "So excited?" His sharp toothed grinned streached a few more teeth as they got on the main road and he let the engine roar a bit before zooming foreward.
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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 10:17:00 GMT -5
Arthur couldn't help but clench his fists with excitement and he nodded at Nico, his heart wanting to skip as many beats as it could. His feet tingled and he watched as the outside blurred past the windows, he didn't even know where they were and couldn't wait to start seeing things he would recognize. He turned again to Nico and nodded, he could barely string together words with the feelings he had so decided it was best to try and stay quiet, wanting to do nothing more than grab the man in a kiss (as a thank you) before throwing himself out the car.
As the got closer Arthur was almost on the edge of his seat. There were the signs pointing to the forest, some scattered trees... But where were the horses... the chickens squabbling with the ducks... the plucked flowers his sister liked to gather for their mother. Where was his home? His family, Arthur shook his head, confused, hurt, not believing what he was seeing. "Stop..." he whispered, not caring the consequences of such a demand all of a sudden, "Please stop!" He said louder, struggling to take off his seat belt.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 10:20:44 GMT -5
Nico blinked and pulled over. "Hey calm down kid..." He lent over and helped the paniced boy unclip his belt. He looked up and then realised what was wrong. No one was there. Not a soul. He switched the car off and got out looking round. Clearly something had been here by the bleached grassed and how the ground was disturbed. Oh dear...
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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 10:28:18 GMT -5
Arthur got out the car and looked around, not believing his eyes. They left... He thought, his mind trying to come up with another explanation. He walked over to where his little travelling home had once sat and knelt down to pick up the hundreds of letters he had sent his family. None had been opened and each one of them were wet, smudged and all his loving tender words he had tried to tell his family had never even been touched. The first to the last letter he was sent was even here... Had they moved away straight away?! Hadn't they even waited a year for him.
Arthur threw the letters he had sent onto the floor and placed his hands onto his face as his eyes began to cry. He wanted this to go away, he'd rather still be in a cage somewhere thinking his family had waited than be here with this horrid realization.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 10:32:10 GMT -5
Nico hit his lip and walked over kneeling by the boy placing a warm hand on his back. "Hey kid.... " He knew what it was like for a family to reject you. He had to suffer alone along with the guilt of what he did to his father. But they refused to accept who he was. He was better off now. He gently guided the boy into his strong arms. "Sssh Arthur...i'm still here." IT may sound silly that the idea of a stangers comfort would work but he was sure Arthur would be happy to not be alone.
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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 10:39:52 GMT -5
Arthur felt the warm hand on his back and he turned to Nico, his eyes still filled with tears and as he was pulled into an embrace he happily accepted it, holding on tight to the man. His body was shaking a little and as his mind tried to accept what had happened he cried a little harder, feeling a bit of comfort from Nico's words. "W-what now?" He stuttered, his breath catching from tears. He hadn't got his family, he hadn't 'technically' got a master. Would he just have to live on his own trying to make something of himself.
Arthur pulled back from the hug and tried to wipe a few of the tears from his face away, his eyes looking at Nico, as if he might have some answers.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 10:42:31 GMT -5
Nico stroked the boys fluffy curls back and smiled softly. "You can stay at my place... till you have an idea where you want to go." He couldn't help himself as he lent foreward kissing the boys forehead though it was more of a comfort thing. Helping him back up and into the car he slowly drove away from the horrid place back towards his ocean mansion.
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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 10:48:39 GMT -5
Arthur blushed at the kiss and has he was helped up be wiped away the last few remaining tears before getting into the car. He took once last glance back at the place he could have once called home before looking back at Nico. "Thank you for letting me stay..." He smiled, feeling a little about things than he had done, "Does this mean I am still a slave then?" He asked, almost like a little joke rather than a real question. He hoped Nico would accept him cleaning and cooking, since he had no money to offer as rent.
Arthur watched as they pulled up close to the house and let himself out the car, before looking back and waiting for Nico. He hadn't expected to come back to the house so soon but smiled nervously at the other man.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 10:54:13 GMT -5
"My home is now your home too." He locked the car. Dear god if anyone tried to steal his baby. " Your not a slave you are like a room mate. Your free to do as you like...within reason." He walked up towards the door with the small human and let him into the house. "I'll show you back to your room then. Its just across from mine if you need me."
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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 11:01:54 GMT -5
Arthur blushed and walked into the large house, feeling a little bit bad for making such a joke now, he hoped it hadn't offended Nico. He looked towards the man and tried to follow as best he could while still looking down at the floor. If i need you? Arthur thought, and wondered what he meant by that comment, before a small image came into his head that made him blush even more. He shook his head and tried to keep the thought from his mind but then he noticed he was walking behind Nico... and he couldn't help but check out his bum.
Arthur felt that these next few weeks were going to be rather an interesting few.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 11:21:04 GMT -5
Nico opened the door and smiled. "Feel free to redorcorate...if you need anything just use my laptop to buy it. My pay pal details are saved in it. It's your room now so please make yourself at home." Grinning he patted his back. "Also be sure to buy yourself clothing. Mine is to big for you to wear everyday." Now he had given him fall rights to spend his money freely. God Nico needed meds.
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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 11:38:59 GMT -5
Arthur blushes and smiled at Nico, his smile looking a little nervous as it always did as he rubbed the back of his neck. He had no money of his own and he couldn't think of a way to repay him, "Nico it's alright... You don't need to pay for me to get anything." He breathed with some form of embarrassment being hidden in his voice, truth was, as a traveler he hadn't ever really had the opportunity to use the internet and he'd rather not admit that. He walked a little further into his new room and then looked down at the slightly baggy clothing. Ah... he thought, taking the comment to heart, he always loved large clothes.
Arthur turned to Nico and without warning gave him a rather odd, shy hug, which seemed a little off for his personality. "Thank you...." He muttered, feeling VERY embarrassed now. As he pulled back he looked to the side, trying not to see the reaction Nico would have to such an odd assault, he didn't want to use any money of Nico's and would make sure he found a way of making his own.
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Post by Nico Tiburón on Sept 6, 2011 11:57:50 GMT -5
He smiled softly and ruffled his hair before he pulled away. "If you need anything in the house just help yourself...um word of warning don't go swimming unless you checked with me first." He left it at that. He was quite tame as a shark if he had eaten enough last thing he wanted to do was take a nibble on the boy....well he wouldn't say no to nibbling on Arthur (in that way) but now was not the time to make advances on the boy.
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Post by arthur on Sept 6, 2011 12:12:59 GMT -5
Arthur nodded, he wasn't going to disagree with a man who let him stay in his house without asking anything of him but not to swim. He smiled and sat down on his bed...His bed! This thought made Arthur's heart skip a little and he lay down with his arms out, looking a little strange for a man of his age, but he didn't care. His face couldn't stop smiling and when he eventually sat back up he looked as sincere as possible. "Nico... Why are you doing this?" There was a slight air of suspicion on his face, and some curiosity. Arthur hoped the answer would be something nice, or maybe an admission of attraction, but he didn't want to make assumptions.
He rolled his sleeves up to give his hands something to do, rather than fiddle with the bedsheets because he realised this may have looked inviting, and as much as he was a teenage boy, with hormones that would die at the sight of a man such as Nico naked, he didn't want anything fast. Not yet.
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