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Isri only shrugged and walked away. Maybe later he would be ready to talk and maybe not, but either way he was fairly sure that Andres would respect his decision.

Classes floated by for Isri. He didn't really pay much attention, and he was aware that Nikkos noticed in his class, but Isri really didn't care too much. There was too much going on in his head, really. Isri floated towards Andres' room after classes were over, hoping that it would provide a little bit of quiet before his friend got there so he could truly sort things out.
 
After classes, Andres had to ask Mr Lin a few questions, but he was soon bouncing off and toward his room. He slowly stuck his head through, seeing his friend and he smiled warmly. Moving through the rest of the way, he walked toward him slowly. "Are you okay, Isri? Honestly." He walked up and over to him, wrapping his arms around the other and hugging him for support.
 
Thinking about the question for a minute, Isri nodded. He was okay, just confused. "Don't really want to talk about it." Isri laid his head on Andres' shoulder and accepted the comfort that was being offered; he was just overwhelmed.

The brunette spent a little time with his friend before leaving for home. He had a lot of work to do, and he needed some time by himself to sort through the news and his thoughts.
 
Many years passed by and Andres was still the best of friends with Isri. He adored being with him and spending time with the lovely man. He had the utmost of fun. He currently had not seen his best friend in a few months. He had been traveling the world for his job and just had not been able to come back home for a while.

The bubbly purple and pink haired male ran through the walls of his friend's house. Searching one way then the other and then finding him with a squeal. "ISRI" He jumped at the other, arms wrapping around him and gripping him happily. "I've missed you!"
 
The shadows of Isri's past faded away with the years, and the help of Andres' eternal optimism. Isri loved his friend greatly, and he missed him when Andres had left. The brunette had spent a week moping about before Nikkos put him to work at Prometheus to get his mind off of things.

He'd just gotten home from a long day when he heard the running footsteps. Isri turned just in time to catch the leaping man, and his arms wrapped around his friend tightly. "Andres!" He stepped back after a long minute to study his friend. "How are you? When did you get home? How long are you staying?"
 
"FOREVER!" He giggled and hopped down off him. Taking a hold of his hands, he began to swing them from one side to another, swaying his hips from one side to the other, grinning a little more. "Well. For a long time at least. I'm good! I'm good. I missed you so much." He sighed happily, hugging him with a giggle. "And I just got home like ten minutes ago. Came here before coming to my apartment."
 
Isri's heat swelled with the knowledge that his friend wasn't leaving again. The brunette smiled and hugged the male again. "What are you going to do?" he asked, moving to sit on on of the sofas in his office and pulling Andres with him. He knew that Andres' job required some amount of travel, so he was worried about what sort of work Andres would do now that he was at home for good. "Where did you go? You haven't written me in a long time." Isri pouted at this, laying the guilt on pretty thick.
 
Andres giggled as he sat down in front of the other. His long legs pulled under his form while he looked his friend over a little bit more. He shrugged. "Not sure yet. I saved up a lot, most, of my money while I was away, so I think I'll just start looking for a new job that pays fairly well." He then sighed heavily and nodded. "Yeah. I was in placed that do not really have the best of mail systems, Isri. I'm sorry about that." he leaned over and kissed his cheek, smiling as he settled back on his side of the sofa. "but I'm back now!"
 
"You should talk to Dad and Papa." In the years since he had been formally adopted, Isri had begun to call and think of Nikkos and Tomias as his fathers. He still remembered that the first time he had called Nikkos 'dad', the man nearly sobbed. "You were always really good with kids." The brunette thought that his friend would do really well teaching at the school, and it was simply a bonus that if he did, it would mean that they could spend a lot more time together. "I think one of the older teachers is retiring... Or maybe Papa pissed him off again... I can't remember which it is."
 
"Hmmm.." he thought for a moment and perked up. "Oh! Yes. Then I would live there too." He thought for a while and he smiled a little bit more. "I love that idea." He stated with a soft little laugh. He gripped the other's hands and held him tightly. "And you're working there too! Oooh. Hopefully they will hire me." He grinned and kissed his friend's cheek once more, sighing contently as he did so.
 
Excited at the prospect of working with Andres, the brunette stood and began to drag his friend downstairs to speak to his parents about a job. "Papa! Dad!" Isri burst through doors until he finally found his Papa. "Papa! Andres is back and needs a job." He grinned at his father, knowing in the back of his mind that Tomias wouldn't deny him. "He'll come to work with me tomorrow okay?"
 
Tomias perked up when he looked over at his newest son who came inside. He looked him over a little bit more before he smiled lightly. "Aww. how can i deny your shining face, Isri?" He giggled and then turned to look at the male that was in front of him. "You want a room, too?" He asked, seeing the male nod and he smiled a bit more. "All right. We'll get you a nice new room."

Andres perked up and grinned a little bit more. "Thank you, Tomias! Thank you! You are... oh gosh. You're just the best!"
 
Isri smiled, both at his father and his friend. He leaned across the desk and kissed his father's cheek before bounding back out of the office, tugging Andres with him. "Lets go eat!" He was starving, and anxious to catch up with his friend. "You never did tell me where you went!"
 
Andres giggled and scurried after the other. 'Yes!" he hugged him before gladly following him to wherever he was taking him, not really having a preference. "Many places. I went to England, Japan. China, Africa." He sighed heavily, shaking his head a little bit as he did so. "it was a lot of fun."
 
Sweeping through the halls of the school, Caden sighed as he reached the door to his rooms. Sure, he could afford his own place, but he enjoyed staying at the school and it allowed him to amass a comfortable savings account over the years. He was comfortable here, besides. It was everything he needed, and nothing he didn't. The blond draped his tie over the back of a chair and sank into his sofa to relax after a long week.
 
Raphael knew Caden was going to hate him. He would not be surprised if the man were to murder him, he deserved it, but he still wanted to just check up on him. He walked over to the man's dorm, having sniffed his way there. He knocked on the door, the red-haired male rocking back and forth from toe to heel while his heart raced to try and think about what he was going to say. Oh what WAS he going to say?!
 
The knock drew a groan out of him. Really, why was it that every Friday, someone had to interrupt his personal time? Caden sighed and heaved himself off of the sofa to go and answer the door. The blond stopped short when he saw who was there, and his eyes and features steeled, closing themselves off. "Get the fuck out before I call Rune."
 
Raphael stared at him, eyes a little wide as he did so. "Huh... So time doesn't heal all wounds..." he let out a short little laugh, rubbing the back of his neck a little bit more. "Caden.. I'm not here to make you miserable, or to try and get you back. I just ... I just want to see how you're doing! I know you're strong, and I just wanted to be sure you bounced back after I ... fucked up."
 
"Fucked up? FUCKED UP!" That was how Raphael put it? Caden slowly advanced on the other man, not caring who was bigger or stronger at the moment. "You chased me. You made me fall for you. You turned me because you were jealous. And in the end, you tore my fucking heart out as if all we'd been doing for years was playing fucking house!" Their chests were touching now, and the blond's nostrils were flaring, eyes glowing with rage. "You have no right to be here. I should have Uriel kill you when he gets home."

It didn't occur to Caden that Uriel was simply a friend, who lived on the other side of town and taught at Prometheus only a few days a week...Friday not being one of them. But Raphael always did bring out the worst in him. What was a petty lie compared to what had been done to him?
 
Raphael went wide-eyed as he heard the other, clearing his throat a little bit as he took a step back, heart pounding away in his chest. His form moved back, honestly not liking what he had done to his ex. "Caden..." he whispered, eyes closing for a moment before he looked up at him again. "I didn't mean to ... I know. 'sorry' won't do anything. And nothing I can say will make you feel better or even not hate me bu-- Wait. Who's Uriel/" He asked, eyebrows furrowing as he did so.
 
"Just shut up, Raphael!" He didn't want to hear faked apologies, or bullshit excuses. He wanted his ex to leave him in peace, so that he could lick the once again re-opened wounds that had been inflicted upon him. "Uriel is none of your damned business, that's who he is! Now go away before I get your uncles down here!" Caden slammed the door in the other man's face and flopped, face down, onto the sofa with a groan.
 
Raphael blinked a few times, staring at the door and he groaned a little bit more. "BUT ITS BEEN YEARS!" He whimpered a little bit more and pounded his head on the door in front of him. "Caden! I just wanted to talk! TALK!" He whimpered again, pounding on the door a little bit more.
 
Reaching out, Caden took something from the table and hurled it at the door. "Go away!" He wasn't in the mood, and now that Raphael was around, he had to find a way to tell Uriel what he'd done and beg for his help...if he didn't kill his ex first. With a huff, the blond pulled himself up and opened the door, pushing past Raphael to find Rune. Maybe Rune would save him the trouble of telling Uriel and just kill Raphael.
 
Raphael groaned. "FINE! I'm going for today. But ... I am coming back!" He turned on his heel and left, not really being able to leave him quite yet. He could not give up that easily. Hell, he did not give up that fast when he was trying to woo him. He sighed heavily, groaning a little bit more. "Damnit..." he whispered, fingers pushing through his hair as he made his way to his hotel. Quickly finding his bed to bury his face in the pillow to try and suffocate himself. He really, relaly hated himself right now.
 
Caden found Rune easily. He ran to catch up to him and caught the man by the back of the shirt, pulling him to a halt. "If you don't keep your asshole nephew away from me, I'll kill him myself. I don't care how fucking immortal vampires are!" Frustrated, and unwilling to wait around to see if Rune would kill him for manhandling him, the blond threw his hands up and headed for his car. Raphael had threatened to come back, which meant that he really would have to speak to Uriel. "Shit..."
 
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