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Welcome to Atlantis Academy! (Lia && Chokuro)

Incubus arched a brow and pulled his hand away. "ER no. Sorry... I just don't know what's wrong with me." He laughed. "sorry. Maybe it's a little brother sorta... I don't know." He laughed again. "I just feel close to you. I can't explain it. Maybe we knew each other in a different life time." He had no idea that the other was actually his soul mate. His own mind just figured it was because he felt close to him or something of that sort. He just did not know how to describe it, but he liked being closer to him as well.
 
Acheron's heart sank a little when the hand was pulled away. That obviously hadn't been his intention. "No... No I was just wondering, is all. I don't mind..." He made a mental note to not bring it up again while hoping that the touches and closeness would resume after a day or so.

The first month or so of classes went well for Acheron. He was enjoying the art classes, but more so his private classes with Incubus. Getting to know the headmaster was nice, even if he couldn't act on his instincts to hug or be close to him...
 
Incubus skipped into the room with a box and grinned. He placed the box onto the table, hips swaying from one side to another as he waited for the other to show up. He began to pull out a few things, making a nice picnic for him and the other. He was letting the boy off today. He had gotten the best grades over the past month, so he wanted to spoil him a little. That and who doesn't want a picnic in a classroom?
 
He rushed to class, knowing he was running late. Of course, "late" to Acheron meant only five minutes early instead of ten. He skidded to a stop when he saw the set up, and raised an eyebrow at it. "What...what's this?" he asked, butterflies forming in his stomach despite his insistence that they go away. This wasn't a date! It meant nothing! Why couldn't his body understand that? He wanted to groan at the thought but kept himself from doing so and instead walked in and set his bag down. "I thought you were going to test me today?" Not that he was complaining...
 
"Nope!" He grinned and sat down. "Since you've done better than well... everyone this past month, you get a dinner instead of a test. Of course, we can't do this all the time, but I figure a celebration once in a while will be good." he winked and then patted the seat next to his. "Let's sit and eat. I called your dad and mum and had them send the food so I made sure it was all your favorites." He grinned, looking back down at the boy. "Sound good?"
 
Celebration? The word "date" kept flashing in his head as Acheron smiled and took a seat next to the headmaster, being sure (like always) that their shoulders were touching. He looked over the food that was set up, he nearly began to drool. It all looked wonderful, but he reached for the chocolate pudding first. It was by far his very favorite item on the blanket, and since they were celebrating he figured it would be okay to eat dessert first. "Did you bring your favorites too?" he asked.
 
"Course!" He grinned and pulled out a box with his favorite Indian food in it. He sniffed it and drooled a little. "sooo yummy." He grinned and turned to look at the other. He smiled. "It's such good chicken!" He grinned and took a piece off and held it out to the other. "Want some?"
 
He nodded and tasted a bit of the chicken. It wasn't something he'd crave, but it was good enough he supposed. Of course, it probably would have helped if he hadn't had chocolate pudding first... "Will I get to move up a grade soon?" Acheron asked, finishing off his pudding and then reaching for the cheesesteak sandwiches that were laid out for them.
 
The next year went by well. incubus enjoyed being with the other. He was nice and he liked seeing how he progressed. He liked it a lot. He was growing up quite a bit. He loved to see the different growth. Moving through the halls, it was a new year and incubus had new lessons and new arts and crafts to do! More painting and sculpting than the littler simpler arts and crafts they were doing before. The headmaster set the box down in his room and went about getting everything set up for when Acheron would be here.
 
He groaned as he moved through the corridors. Acheron still loved classes! But he hated his body. The just-barely-teen couldn't even stand outside when it was windy without having an issue, and being near Incubus was hell. He had resorted to writing to Relic, begging for baggier jeans and pants to hide himself. Even then, when he was sitting they didn't really hide as much as he had hoped they would.

He moved into the classroom and forced a smile to the headmaster, looking over the supplies. "What are we doing today?" he asked, quickly sitting and pulling himself so that his lower half was hidden beneath the table.
 
Incubus beamed when he saw the boy before his features fell. He had not seen him in a while, so he had not really been there for most of his problems. His head tilted to the side. "That can wait. What's the matter?" He asked, poking his cheek lightly. "You look bummed." He said, arms crossing and resting on the table, eyes stying with him while he waited for an answer.
 
"Huh? Oh. It's. It's nothing. Honest." Acheron forced another smile through the blush that was forming and looked at the supplies again, reaching forward to begin unpacking them. "Oooh clay!" Despite his lack of artistic ability, he liked to do artistic things, even if his intended rendition of David looked more like Jabba the Hut in the end. "Maybe all my sculptures won't look like blobs this time around."
 
"Let's try!" He grinned and took out the tools for the clay. He began setting everything up and then plopped down. "Allright. How about we try this together?" he offered with a smile. He then began taking the clay and rolling it around on the table, kneading it to get the air bubbles out before he plopped it onto the slab and pressed his fingers against the clay, letting him know what he was doing and why and hoping that it would help the other to do better in his own work.
 
Acheron nodded his (currently) dark haired head and moved to watch the man better. He took his own slab of clay (though smaller than the one that Incubus was working) and mimicked the other man's movement. He tried to keep his distance, unlike the past year where he pressed as close as he could get to the other, in the hopes of keeping some semblance of control over his own hormones. It wasn't really working...
 
Incubus smiled and happily went to work on the figure of a man. No one specific, but only draped in a cloth. He hummed softly while beginning to add some details. He then turned to look at him and he gave him a smile. "You're doing better!" he grinned, leaning toward him and looking at the clay he was working with. "Really good."
 
He whimpered softly and shot up out of the chair he was sitting in. His groin had grown impossibly harder with the close proximity and Acheron panicked. "I... Um... I have to go!" Without a backwards glance, the teen bolted out of the room and headed for the nearest bathroom. Locking the door, Acheron turned the cold water and splashed his face a bit, though really he just wanted (another) cold shower.
 
incubus went a little wide-eyed. He stared at the area where the boy had been in and then shook his head a few times. "poor kid." he murmured as he began to prep their sculptures to stay overnight. Wrapping them in wet towels and the like before he set them aside to go finish putting his things away.

Running through the hall, a giggling Kherty bounced. He sensed his brother. His blue short hair spiked and poking out at all ends. He then ran into the bathroom, bypassing the lock easily, and gripping his brother with a giggle. "HI! Aww. You're horny! that's so cute. Juli and I already know how to get past that! But You have standards and your soul mate's ooooold."
 
He didn't look up. He knew Kherty was there, and Acheron took a swing at the boy, annoyed. "Shut up!" He sunk down to the ground and pulled his knees to his chest, though whimpered at that move and settled on banging his head back against the tiled wall. "His age isn't the issue," he argued. "He just doesn't know!" Acheron wasn't really sure which situation he preferred, though. "How come you got lucky?" he whined. "Julian knew and found you. How come mine is more clueless than Uncle Mias?"
 
Kherty pouted for his brother's sake, his head tilting to the side as he looked at the male. "Oh..." He sighed and then patted his shoulder gently. "I don't know, Acheron!" He hugged his shoulders and pulled him against his side, kissing his head once more. "I bought you a present?" He offered, pulling out the box that he put a vibrator in. He figured it could hold him off for a little while. Hopefully. "I'm only here for a day or two." He said and looked at the other, kissing his cheek.
 
He whined a little more and leaned into his brother. "It's not fair." Acheron sighed and sat there for a few more minutes, then stood and put his present into his pocket. "Where's Julian?" he asked, turning to the sink and shoving his head underneath the faucet. "Do Mom and Dad know you're here? How'd you get here?" He shook the water out of his head.
 
"Um. There. No. And I did cool stuff." He grinned and hopped up from the ground to kiss his brother's cheek. "I learned how to teleport myself places. It's fun." He said simply and then hugged his brother. "I'm going to go back. Shh. No one knows I'm here." He just knew that his brother was not copping well so he bought him something to hopefully help deal! He giggled and hugged him before he disappeared through the ground with a little wiggle of his fingers.
 
"What? Teach me!" He cursed as his brother had disappeared. He'd threaten him in his next letter. Whining once more, he dried his face and hands and emerged back into the hallway. Acheron wasn't really sure where he wanted to go, other than he didn't want to go back to the classroom. Instead, he headed out towards the grounds. It was a pretty fall day and maybe the cool weather would help him clear his head?
 
Incubus popped out of the room, looking around before he saw Acheron. He straightened up and then skipped toward him. "Acheron!" He chimed and rushed to where he was. "Hey. Are you feeling all right? I really am worried about you." He walked over and brushed some hair out of his face, eyes fluttering to his. "You know that you can talk to me, right?"
 
"Um. Yeah. I'm... I'm fine." Acheron stumbled through the sentence, trying hard to not focus on how lovely Incubus's hands felt on his hair and face, and how gorgeous the man's eyes were...and his body... "I just. I've been working hard and needed a break is all. That...that's okay, isn't it?" he asked, wondering how much trouble he'd be in for rushing out of class.
 
"Of course!" he laughed and shook his head a few times. "Don't worry about it. Take the day off. I just want you to feel better." he smiled, ruffling his hair a little and then stepping back with a happy little laugh. "Go enjoy yourself. I will see you tomorrow morning. Just... stay out of trouble."
 
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