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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 21:47:54 GMT -5
Mello was glad he at least got to taste the cake after it hit him. "Hey!" He jumped up, pulling some of the cake from his face and slapping it against Matt's cheek, laughing. he pulled his boyfriend over to him and pressed him against the counter, holding the red head still as Near pulled his own cake from his ruined white shirt and pressed it into Matt's hair.
Near wasn't pleased that his white shirt was now pink, but at least it wasn't all over his face. At least, until Mello threw some at him and it caught the side of his face and got into his ear. "Hey!" He yelled, glaring at the blonde.
Mello released Matt and smirked a dangerous smirk. "This is war."
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 21:54:45 GMT -5
Matt yelped, the counter sharp against his side, and the cake icky in his hair. Oh yes, it was war. He growled, grabbing a handful of half-cold lasagna, and dumping it down his boyriend's shirt. "En GAURDE!" he cried, laughing, before diving for the rest of the cake, hoping for ammunition. Fuck the kitchen, it was dirty as shit anyway!
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 21:58:00 GMT -5
Near moved away from matt and grabbed the cake before he could get it. He threw a piece at Mello in retaliation. The first one missed, but the second caught Mello's neck and chest. The whitenette laughed, but yelped when Mello grabbed him and forced him down on the floor, rubbing the cake all over Near's face and stomach.
The blonde shook out his shirt and let the lasagna fall onto Near. He laughed, grabbing some cake and threw it at Matt, catching the the red head's jeans. He pulled Matt closer and shoved some cake down the tight jeans, rubbing the cake against Matt's skin with a chuckle.
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 22:04:27 GMT -5
Matt yelped, his whole body going rigid at the feel of cake being ground into his boxers. Oh god, that was gonna be sticky as shit. He growled, snatching Lasagna and dumping it into the blonde's perfect hair. He laughed as he scrubbed it in, ike shampoo, focusing his attacks on mello to keep him distracted.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 22:17:03 GMT -5
Near struggled under Mello and pushed him onto the ground. He rubbed cake all over the blonde and tried to pin him, but Mello was much stronger. The two of them started to struggle against one another and Mello grabbed Near and accidentally pulled some of the buttons straight off Near's shirt. The white tanktop he wore under the buttondown showed around his neck, but neither one of them were hurt.
"Hey!" Mello barked when he felt cake in his hair. He'd put cake in Matt's pants with the hope of licking it off later, but since he had to SCRUB cake out of his hair, that wasn't going to happen now. He growled at his lover and pulled him over, making Matt fall onto the ground.
Near tripped when Matt fell and landed over the red head. Rather than being hurt, he just started to laugh. That... That was fun. "That was fun." He said, looking at the two, knowing when the stop them.
"Yeah..." The blonde smirked. "It was fun." he glanced to Matt.
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 22:22:37 GMT -5
Matt panted on the ground, breathless from laughter and cake flinging. He laughed, not minding being on the bottom of their pile. "Yeah, seriously fuckin' fun! now, get the hell off, you're heavy." He laughed, shoving at his friends.
He was most happy when he was with these two. He knew he was always safe with them too.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 22:26:31 GMT -5
Mello got up and pulled Near to his feet, knowing that the whitentte was not as graceful as the other two. "It's in your hair too." The blonde laughed, pulling pink icing out of Near's white locked. It looked as if they'd tried to dye his hair black and pink. He was sure that in bright light, Near looked absolutely ridiculous. "Well, at least we all enjoyed the cake."
Near ran a hand through his hair. "huh?" He saw the icing and laughed. "Looks like all of us have it in our hair. And it does taste good." The phone rang and Near jumped, startled by the sound.
Since Matt was getting up, Mello answered the phone. "Hello? Yeah... He's here. O-Oh..." he looked to Near. "Your dad wants you to come home. He says it's important." The blonde shrugged.
"Okay." Near said, nodding. "Tell him I'll be home in fifteen minutes."
Mello did so. "Should I drive you?"
Near shook his head. "Naw, I just need a change of clothes, if you have something that'll fit me." He said, glancing to Matt.
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 15, 2012 22:33:20 GMT -5
Matt grinned, "I think I still have my old middle school stuff." He ran back into his room, pulling out a pair of his favorite skinny jeans from seventh grade. He was happy to find a tshirt hat would fit near too. Bringing them back out into the hallway, he avoided most of the decimated foodstuffs.
"Here. This should do you." He pointed Near to the bathroom, so that he could get cleaned up.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 15, 2012 22:36:05 GMT -5
Near wiped himself off and changed clothes. He hated how tight they were, but was glad Matt never threw anything away, considering how much taller the red head was now. It was a good thing he didn't have to wear any of matt's current clothes. One of his shirts would be a dress, and Matt's legs were longer than most of Near's body. When he came out, he was still pulling icing from his hair, and resolved to just shower when he got home.
"Did my father say why he wanted me to come home?" It was rare for his father to call him and make him come home. Then again, it was almost 10:30, so he wasn't all that surprised, considering how paranoid his father was. "Have a good night." He said, waving at them and walking out of the house.
He walked down the street, sliding his hands in his pockets, yawning.
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 16, 2012 20:27:43 GMT -5
MMatt shrugged, not sure. His father rarely said anything about why he wanted Near home, just that he did. Sop, he usually sent the whitenette home about then. After all, if he pissed off Nathaniel, the man would refuse to let Near over anyway.
He waved the male off, before frowning, and turning to Mello. "Alright, shower! now!"
Across town, a man was driving into the city, after a long, long drive down from new york. He was tired, and really, really annoyed that his boss was forcing him to switch districts.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 16, 2012 20:37:01 GMT -5
Near started walking home, looking back toward Matt's house. One of the street lights were out, which made the number of lights that worked down to about six. He ran a hand through his hair, pulling more frosting from the white locks and wiping some in the grass. As he stood up, he turned, hearing movement behind him.
"Ah look, the little sheep wandered away from his Shepard." One of the older boys said. College wasn't the norm here, and none of these boys had attended. One had dropped out of high school, one worked at a gas station, and one was unemployed. They moved toward Near, having been in middle school with him years before.
Near moved away from them, debating running, but knew he could never outrun them. "I'm heading back there now." He stated, trying to play along.
The shortest of the trio grabbed Near around the neck and pushed him hard into one of the few working lamp posts. "What makes you think we should let you go back there, smart boy? Did your daddy teach you any manners? Have you started going to church. I haven't been seein' you there."
The whitenette held the man's wrist, but stayed still, knowing better than to squirm. "I don't go to church."
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 16, 2012 20:48:46 GMT -5
The other two laughed cruelly, and the main man sneered, "Too good for church? Too good for god?" he laughed, shaking his head, "You're such a poser, idiot. No such thing as god, if there wasn't why the hell would you be here?" He mocked.
A man across town, however, was changing lanes, his beams falling across three grown men hassling a small boy. Middle school, if Stephan had any judge on it. He frowned, and his cops instincts told him to stop. He sighed, rolling his eyes, and pulling over. He got out, and smiled, "Hey, kiddo, you need a ride home?" He offered, hoping to extract the child away from these obviously less than friendly southerners.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 16, 2012 20:52:09 GMT -5
Near shifted to try to get away as the man holding him pulled him upwards onto his toes. "If there was such a thing as god, he might have blessed you with a brain." the whitenette shot back, knowing that it wasn't what he should have said, but it was what someone like Mello would have said.
Billy pulled back a fist to punch Near, but stopped when headlights caught them. He growled, seeing a tall man get out of the car. The fuck was this northerner doing here? "Can we help you, sir?" Billy asked. "It's rude to put yourself in a situation where you gots no business. Why don't you go out outta here. We don't need nothin' from no foreigner here."
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Post by otakulady89 on Aug 16, 2012 20:56:49 GMT -5
Gevanni smiled warmly, "Don't want no trouble, sirs, just thought perhaps you all were delaying a kiddo who needed to get home for curfiew. Wouldn't want his parents angry at him, hm? Now, little one, why don't you tell me where you live, and i'll give you a ride?" He was offering Near an out, a way out of this situation, because he knew it had to be a bad one, based on the kid's facial expression.
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Post by Fateful on Aug 16, 2012 21:02:39 GMT -5
Near tried to pull away from the grip around the shirt that hugged him. He wished he had his other shirt on, then he could just take it off to worm his way out of it. "I don't think my dad wants me to be much later..." Near said, looking at the boy holding him. they both knew that Nathaniel employed Billy's father, Ray, so if Nathaniel heard of this, things might not go so well.
"Fine, get away from here, you freak." Billy pushed Near toward Gevanni to get rid of him. Then, the three started to slink off.
Near rubbed his neck and fixed the shirt he was wearing. He looked over his shoulder to make sure the other three were gone. "T-Thank you." He said, starting to walk once more.
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