Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

[Evo Var]

Jason stepped off the bus and started walking down the street towards the school. He was used to the heads turning his way as they heard the chains that hung from his left hip and circled around his leg to keep it again his leg. He watched the expressions on the faces as they saw what was making the sound. Only a few people didn’t stair at his black trench coat that reached down almost to the ground and the black polished combat boots with his black jeans. He was sure that they would be more surprised by the music that played in his head phones. He pulled out his I-pod touch and looked at the song that was playing. It was something by black eyed peas which made his laugh softly as he walked into the front gates of the school and slipped it back into his pocket.

When he walked inside he was glad to feel the air conditioned air slip around him. He had gotten used to wearing so much black all year round a long time ago but it still felt good to be in a cool building. He had made it to his locker and was stuffing things inside when he turned as someone touched his shoulder. He smiled when he saw his friends standing there. They were all dressed in typical goth style clothing just like him. The only real difference between him and them was that he did not need to wear makeup to keep his skin pale. His skin had always been pale and it had always been hard for him to tan his skin so he had given up a few years ago.

 

[Notte]

Mercy made her way down the road toward her new school, she tilted her head back to look up at the school, her face hidden beneath a black lace sun umbrella. Long raven black hair that reached passed her ass danced in the wind with lace and silk from her outfit. A tick of annoyance started as people whispered behind there hands about a "living doll," and all Mercy wanted to do was show them how undollike she really was. For the most part, she ignored everyone around her, none of it was new.

Stepping into the building, she closed her umbrella and made her way through the halls. Violet eyes not missing a thing, she raised her eyes briefly to look over a group of goths, disapproving as she kept her head straight and kept walking forward, the clicking of her shoes the only noise she was attuned too. At the sight of her locker she turned course, but one of the goths wearing a long trench coat was in her way and she said the only thing that mattered, "move." Her voice was deep, but entirely feminine, the kind that you hear while lost in the throes of ecstasy.


((Haven't done this in forever, I'm rusty.)

 

[Evo Var]

Jason had closed his locker but only moved a few steps before stopping and pulling out his headphones. He started asking about who had what classes. When they had found out that they all seemed to be in different classes there was a loud groan with got a few laughs from them. Jason saw the laughter slip from the faces of a of them as they looked around him down the hall but he ignored it and leaned against the lockers so that he was out of their way. He was one of the tallest of the group at an even six feet so he was used to moving so the others could see around him.

He heard the clicking of shoes that were heading down the halls but he just ignored them as he assumed it was the person that the others were glaring at and knew he would get a look at them as they moved past. It was a bit of a surprise as the sound stopped behind him and he heard a voice telling him to move. As he turned around he thought that there was something familiar about the voice but he could not place it. His face was set in a dark expression even before he finished turning around to face the girl but when he saw her he frowned. He had been about to tell her to ask nicely but something about her stopped him. "Do I know you?" He stopped leaning and stood up to his full height but only moved back half a step so that she was not to close to him.

 

[Notte]

Mercy cared not for the disdain or the glares that she received, people had become below her notice long ago. She had been groomed up a Lady, the perfect porcelain doll ever created within her family - if only on the outside, inside knowledge and superiority reigned supreme. Her looks were entirely deceiving, always dressing in lolita outfits full of frills and lace, but underneath where her secrets lied told the true story of the person she was.

Quickly assessing the group before her, her eyes rolled back to the man as he turned, up and up her head went until it was nearly tilted all of the way back. She took in the chains, the trench coat, and the sheer height of the man before her. When her eyes were locked on his, she cocked an eyebrow full of arrogance, before quickly smoothing her features out into a pleasant mask that was reserved for the world. Always having to remember who she was and the ideal her that her family had given her was sickening. Tilting her head to the side, she actually looked at him, the raven length of her hair cascading down her side. "I do not believe so, I have been out of the country for the past five years. So, unless we have met in a different life, it is unlikely."

She had a deep fascination with the occult and always had, the idea of past lives where nothing new to her. Most of the time, when she talked about the occult, people would walk away, or call her names; her most favorite being heretic or heathen. As a child, she had frightened the teachers, and often times she was left alone by the other children because she was an outcast among them, except for one person who she could scarcely remember his looks, but knew his name.

 

[Evo Var]

He just studied her as if he was trying to see something more in her. "Ya, maybe its that." Jason knew that there was something in the number that she had mentioned but he still couldn't remember who she reminded him of. Before he could say anything else one of the girls spoke behind him. "If she weren't just a doll she would be might interesting to talk to." The girl in question had a pentagram hanging around her neck and what looked like a the eye of Ra on her eyes.

The guy beside Jason put his hand on his arm. "Come on Jason lets go. We should figure out where we want to meet later." Jason hesitated for a moment then nodded at him before he looked back at the girl in front of him. "Maybe I will see you in then next life then." He didn't smile but his face was not as hard now. He turned away from her and adjusted his back pack as it hung on one shoulder as he and the rest of his group walked off.

Jason was still distracted what he walked into his first class and sat down near the back. He glanced at the board and saw that it was his history class which made him smile since he knew that if he was going to enjoy any of his classes this was going to be it.

 

[Notte]

Her eyes glided over to the woman that spoke and she plastered on a pleasant smile. "I maybe a doll, but at least I'm not a half-assed fake embodiment of religion. Maybe check your religious symbols better, they are from two different factions, you either worship one or the other, but not both at the same time. Even an elementary student would know that." With a disdainful look, she looked back at the at man the girl had spoken too.

She didn't have a chance to reply, but just watched him go with the spark of recognition burning a path through her mind at the mention of his name. Although, how could it be he was beyond her, although the paleness of his skin was branded in memory because of how she compared him to a vampire, nothing else was the same.

She finished putting her things away in her locker then looked down at the her class schedule. History. The bell rang, but she made a detour and showed up to class late. When she walked through the door, the teacher gave her a firm expression, but she smile at him, "I'm sorry I am late, I was using the Lady's room."

He looked slightly embarrassed then looked down at his roster to find out her name, "you are Mercy, correct?"

Her smile was perfect and fake, but no one would ever be able to tell. "Yes, Mercy Suou."

He point to a seat and she followed his gaze, looking at the roommates surrounding her. Her gaze landed on Jason and she made a little "O" of surprise, showing a bit of the fangs that she had been born with. Closing her mouth, she made her way to her seat, and frowned slightly, unable to see the board over the person in front of her.

 

[Evo Var]

Jason looked up and almost laughed when he heard her excuse for being late but he managed to keep his face straight. He was not sure if he wanted her in this class but so far she had not really given him a reason to not like her.

When the teacher said her name Jason titled his head slightly as he tried to look at her again. He knew the name but he could not believe it was her. He remembered Mercy as being an outcast like he had been at one point but he had never imagined her to change this much. When she showed her teeth he knew it had to be her. There was no one else that he had met who had natural fangs that were anything like hers.

As she sat down he saw her problem just as she started to frown. He pushed his bag to her seat then stood and tapped her shoulder. "Switch me seats." He gave her a slight smile. "Its been to long since I saw a friend from that past life." He didn't wink or anything since he knew she was just as intelligent as him if not more so.

 

[Notte]

She looked up at Jason, slightly embarrassed at the situation even though she had always been this way, aware that the whole class was looking at them and that that the teacher was annoyed with another interruption. She gave him a real smile and her eyes sparkled, "thank you very much." Picking up her books, she stood up and accidentally brushed against him. Her body became alert to the sensation of another against it and she tried to ignore it. "Yes, it has been a very long time in coming."

When she had left five years ago, she had been young and completely different. Now, although she still dressed in Gothic Lolita outfits, she was a completely new person. Still somewhat of an outcast because of her choice of outfits, but like everything else she displayed to the outside world it was a front.

As she moved to her new seat, she heard the mumbles of the classroom around her.

"Nothing but a doll."
"Are we sure she is real?"
"Is she even a high school student?"
"Looks elementary."

They kept going on and on about her appearance and one of the boys tugged on one of the laces as she walked past him. She reacted swiftly with slapping his hand away, but the cuff loosened and dropped to the floor. A leather buckled cuff remained where the other one had fallen. She hid her arm quickly so that no one would see. Picking up the fallen piece of silk and lace, she looked at the boy with disgust, "Beware the sting thou impertinent hasty-witted knave."

When she got to her new seat, she replaced the silk covered wrist cuff beneath the top of her desk so that no one would see.

 

[Evo Var]

Jason nodded then spoke quietly. "I never thought I would see you again." He had caught a glance of the teachers face so he fell silent. He did not want to get on the teachers bad side. He wouldn't care if it were any other class, but he actually wanted to enjoy this class.

Slipping out a notebook Jason flipped it to a clean page and started to write the date and class number. He hated the comments he heard but he still could not stop from hearing them. He was used to hiding the comments like the ones he heard now and knew that trying to stop them was almost useless and the punishment for any retaliation was not worth it. He looked up when he heard her slap the guys hand. When he saw the leather cuff he started wondering what else she had under her dress.

When she took her seat the teacher started to speak so within a minute most of the class was facing the front again. Jason waited until the teacher had turned to face the board and start writing notes before he learned towards Mercy. "Was that the only armor you have one?" He reached out and tapped her wrist to make sure she knew that he meant the cuff. He had confused a few people by referring to the cuffs as armor before since it was a term that he and his group have started using among themselves but had not heard many others using it.

 

[Notte]

Mercy had started to write down notes as the teacher started speaking, when she heard Jason. A soft blush pinkened her cheeks when he tapped her wrist, she had hoped that no one had seen. She thought for a moment on whether or not to tell him the truth and just shrugged without caring, it was Jason after all, he wouldn't tell her secrets, as he had never done so before. "No, it is not, but you know how my family is."

With her hand, she moved it down the length of her body, gliding and dipping over the swell of her large breasts, her narrowed waist, and lower to indicate her legs. Adorned in lace and frills, no one would notice that beneath she wore a black latex dress that clung to her all the way down to mid-thigh. Nor would they realize that a matching leather corset restrained her breasts, making them smaller than they were, even though they were still large. The thigh high's that she had on hid the latex ones, even though both were strapped to the garters that hung down from her dress. Due to the latex molded like a second skin, she wore neither a bra nor underwear.

At the mention of her name, she looked up at the teacher and answered the question with the correct answer, but he still looked slightly annoyed with her as if she had done something wrong. The class went on and she continued to take notes. All the while she was quaking inside with excitement of someone else knowing that there was something else to her, even if he didn't know exactly what.

 

[Evo Var]

Jason smiled as she confessed that she had more on. "Yes, I remember your family." He had to swallow as he watched her hand glide down over her body and he wondered exactly what she had on under all the frills and lace that adorned her dress. He looked away when he head her name called and started taking notes again.

As he watched the teacher he did not really see him. His mind was to preoccupied to really pay much attention to the lesson. When there was only about ten minutes left in class and the teacher finished his notes Jason put down his pen and turned to Mercy. "Where did you go anyway? I mean I knew you had moved at the end of elementary school but where did you go?" He pulled out his phone as he vibrated but after reading the text he slipped it back into his pocket and returned his gaze to Mercy.

He had been trying not to think about how she had grown but her little display earlier had made it a lot harder than he would have liked. He blinked and shook his head before he slipped his notebook back into his backpack and listened to her.

 

[Notte]

Mercy put her pen down and closed her notebook, picking it up and holding it to her chest, since a backpack did not work with her outfit. "My parents sent me away to a boarding school in Romania. It was," she made an indistinguishable noise in her throat, "something else, to say the least."

She stopped talking as he took out his cell phone, when he put it away and looked back at her, she corked her eyebrow and tilted her head to the side, making her hair spill over her side and trail down to the floor. Although, the tilt made her look even more like an adorable doll, her eyes looked far from it, as if demanding an answer to why she was interrupted.

"I may still look like a doll, but I am no longer a child. I've done things that are beyond imagination." The bell rang and she stood up, with her notebook against her chest. "I believe that I have English next, followed by Calculus. Although, I am not sure where either of the rooms are. Either way, would you like to meet later?"

 

[Evo Var]

Jason raised an eyebrow at her description of the school. "Your going to have to tell me more about that school." When she titled her head and stared at him he couldn't help but smile as he remembered the movement but the intensity of the stare was something new to him. She had always been able to stare him down like that but it had never been that intense.

He cleared his throat when he realized he had been staring. "What, I was listening to you. You have heard of multitasking right?" He asked the question as he stood up but his voice was light letting her know he was not being completely serious.

Her next statement got a few heads turning in their direction and Jason could already imagine the nicknames that that one comment on its own could earn her. "As much as I might want to hear more of then now is not the best place mercy." He took out his schedule and looked over his classes and sighed. "I have gym, then Calculus." Fuck he hated math. "Hear I will show you where your classes are." He took a few steps towards the door and had to shorten his strides when he thought about their height difference. "But ya, I would like to catch up with you later." He smiled at her as he walked into the hall.

 

[Notte]

A dark light entered her eyes at the thought of telling him about the school and the things that she had learned there. What she wouldn't give to show someone who she really was, someone outside of the people who had been sent back with her. "Maybe one day, I won't just tell you, but I can show you."

As she started to walk with him, she looked up, "I know perfectly well of multitasking, but your girlfriend isn't going to take kindly to being ignored. It was the one who has no sense of religious views, correct? If not, the woman is entirely to possessive." Her voice was also light and extremely casual, meaning to be both mocking and sincere.

Mercy felt eyes weight down on her as she looked at the people in the classroom, they were studying her in a new light, some held a sexual interest, others curiosity, and even hatred. "You do know that I do not fear the rumors, at least it is better than being thought of as a child." A soft sigh passed her lips as she saw the rush of the tall people that she could only wish to have, a few bumped into her and she moved closer to Jason, her breasts getting pushed into his arm. She mumbled something under her breath about rude tall people.

The girl that was with Jason earlier stopped right in front of her and blocked the path. "Hey, shorty, why don't you back the fuck off and go back to the sandbox where little kids belong." Her voice was snide and when she leaned down to look Mercy in the face, Mercy couldn't help but smile as her eyes darkened with the promise of retaliation. Lifting her hand up, she caressed her cheek and leaned in closer so that only she could hear, "Are you so afraid that I will steal him away from you, that you have to resort to this? How lowly and pathetic of you. Grow up and learn something, it takes a real woman to hold her man." As she spoke, she glided her finger over the eye of Ra that was drawn on the girls face and removed part of it.

She looked back up at Jason and smiled as if she had a wicked intention, but kept it hidden. "Thank you for showing me around, I can get to my classroom from here." Walking away from them, the crowd parted before her, with each sharp retort of "move."

 

[Evo Var]

Jason looked down at her with a smile tugging at his lips but there was confusion and curiosity in his eyes as he tried to think of what she meant. He had known her better than most people but he sense that she had changed quite a bit. He was wondering how much though. “I would not mind that. Although I am not quite sure your parents will want me around anymore.” He held back the fact that he had seen them a few times after she was sent away.

He laughed and shook his head. “I am single Mercy. They are just friends.” He then pulled out his phone and showed her the text. “Its my boss wanting to know if I can work a few extra shifts this week. So he can wait until I am not in class like always.” He smirked and just shook his head. He knew Mia was interested in him but he had told her a few times that he did not share the feeling. Not like that stopped her.

Looking back and Mercy he shrugged. “Fair enough. Its not like we both haven’t heard it all before anyway.” He had looked ahead of him to make sure he did not run into anyone even though more than a few moved out of his way just because of his size. When he heard her mutter he smiled, a few years before he might have chuckled but not anymore. He glanced down when she pulled close to him and he felt her breast against his arm. He knew he would like to see more of her but almost as soon as he had thought about it the thought was gone as Mia arrived.

As he watched the exchange between them he glared at Mia the whole time. Mercy was his oldest friend and he hated the way things had started off. He didn’t like her style much but he knew there was more to her than met the eye and he wanted to find out what it was.

Mia froze when Mercy caressed her cheek and her eyes darkened but Mia’s glare never left her face. As she listened to Mercy’s words she blushed hard enough that it could be seen ever so slightly under the heavy layer of makeup she had on. Her hand went to her eye and she knew that she needed to redo the eye but she was pissed and when Mercy moved away she turned to go after her but Jason grabbed her shoulder and stun her around as if she weighed nothing. “Let go of me Ja-” The looked he gave her made her stop in mid sentence.

“Get the hell away from both of us. I don’t care about what you think of her.” He leaned in close once he had moved them against the lockers and he lowered his voice. “She stood by me before you had even thought of how to act so shove off and leave her alone or I will make you pay.” Mia kept glaring back at him but he knew she would be more careful from then on. He walked away with no doubt that she would not leave Mercy along but he could not do anything to really stop her until he got it through her head that he was not interested in her.

He got to the schools Gym with a few minutes to spare so by the time he had gotten changed into a loose pair of sweat pants and a grey t-shirt the teacher was already going through the attendance of the class. She gave Jason one glance then went back to what she had been doing.

 

[Notte]

"Whatever do you mean? My parents told me that they never saw nor heard from you when they sent me to Romania. I had kept on asking, but after so long I was so sure that you had forgotten about me." Her voice was a little tight with confusion, "I am positive that they would be just fine with you coming over. Not that it matters mind you, I have the mansion all to myself lately, since they have gone out of town."

A small look of surprise passed over her face at the fact that he was single, she had been so sure. Romania had changed her views on life and people so much so that she couldn't even trust a friend completely anymore until they were under her lead. "I do apologize then, for my rudeness. What exactly do you do for work?"

With Mia's interruption, all conversation was lost, after the exchange of words Mercy made her way to her English class, knowing that afterwards she would see Jason again and they could finish their conversations. When she entered the room, she took a seat in the front row next to the windows so that she could look outside at the trees, but the tracks were visible from her spot and she idly wondered if she would be able to see him if they went outside. She had opted out of taking gym classes, unable to get out of either outfits by herself and it wasn't as if she could bring a maid with her to school.

The class drifted by with little entertainment, they were required to write about themselves and their dreams. She chose to write about the past that she had with a boy and then being sent away to a place where she knew no one, only to come back and meet that boy who had grown into a man. Her future desires she wrote down with a slow easy scrawl and ended filling up three pages back and front. She handed them in at the end of class and when the bell rang, she waited for the others to file out before her.

Meanwhile, Mia's rage burned on the inside, she had expressed her interest in Jason many times, through words and actions. Constantly trying giving him sexual invites that he never seemed interested in. Then all of the sudden this dolled up bitch appears and was cozying up to her man. She had to make a plan to get her out of the way. The fact that Jason protected the cunt and told her to leave him alone, when she had been there for him for the past few years. Old friend or not, she would make it all crumble to the ground so that she could stand out on top again.

Mercy made her way to Calculus, flowing along with the throng of human bodies, a small smile played across her lips. The sting on her cheek came from out of no where and the sound of flesh against flesh had run out. She licked her lip, tasting blood at the side and growled low in her throat. Looking up, she saw Mia with a satisfied look on her face and before she could attack, Mia had disappeared into the masses. "If she wants to play dirty, that bitch has no idea what is coming to her."

She got to the classroom before Jason and took a spot again near the far side of the room and in the front row. If it were not for her short stature, she would have sat in the back, but it wasn't possible to see the board from there. Raising her hand up, she touched her stinging cheek and rolled her fingers down to her mouth, watching as they came away with a small amount of blood.

 

[Evo Var]

Jason followed near the back of the class as they were given a tour of the gym, the weight room and the track outside. As they walked he thought about what she had said. The fact that her parents had told her that they had not heard from him at all confirmed what he had known for a while. He had thought that her parents were fine with him but when they sent her away they had refused to tell him where she had gone other than it was to school. He had ended up giving them a letter to send to her but he had given up after that.

The teacher gave him a concerned look and he realized she had asked him a question. “What?” She shook her head and asked the question again. “Your in the first heat. Do you have any objections?” Jason just shook his head. “I have no problem with that.” He moved up through the crowd as they stood by the side of the track. He smiled when he noticed that the other guys and girls in the heat were all just under his own height. As then he stood in the middle row he got into a proper runners stance unlike the others who just stood around. When the race started he started off and was just slightly ahead of the rest of the pack but he kept his speed constant as they made their way around the track as the others sped up. When they hit the last hundred meters Jason put on a burst of speed and pasted the other runners by the last fifty meters.
As he headed back to the change rooms he was still smirking at the reaction from his class mates. The shocked look on their faces was priceless. He had noticed that the teacher watched him closely for the rest of the class as they were made to run laps.

By the time he had gotten changed and slipped into his boots he just stuffed the laces into them and let the room. If he took the time to tie them he would be late for Calculus which he knew he would need. As he walked out of the room he slipped on his trench coat then walked down the hall.

He walked into the classroom just in time to see Mercy took her fingers from her lips with the small amount of blood on them. He was suspicious as soon as he saw it but he pushed down the feeling as he walked over to her and sat down right behind her. “Hey what happened?” He leaned forward a bit to get a better look. He ignored the people behind him. The comments were ones he was used to and would ignore unless they became to much.

 

[Notte]

Mercy looked over at Jason as he sat down next to her and slowly she licked the blood from first one finger and than the next, making almost a sensual show of it. "Oh, this, it was nothing, just a scratch from a bitch in heat." She tilted her head back, showing the length of her elegant neck and gave a smile that showed her fangs, making her appear predatory. "Don't worry though, I have fangs and I bite." She purred out the last word, letting it roll off of her tongue as if it were the sweetest chocolate. Deep, dark, and rich. Her tongue rolled over her fangs and across her top lip, leaving a wet sheen in its wake. At the same time, her violet eyes darkened to a dark purple mixed with gray as if clouds rolled through them, showing her desire.

Her smoldering gaze lowered from his eyes and traveled down his neck, she had to fight back a physical shiver at the thoughts that she was having. She felt eyes roam over her and a pleasant and innocent mask fell into place. She looked around the room with wide curious eyes, only to have her gaze land on a man that was a few rows over and diagonal to Jason. He watched her face closely, then flickered his eyes over to Jason, expression disguised. Leaning over, she tugged on his jacket, bringing him closer to her. Whispering low into Jason's ear, her lips fluttering over it, "I think we're being watched."

She released him and sat back into her chair as the teacher called for quiet. Opening her notebook, she placed her pen at the ready, but knew that they were still being watched from a man that she did not know.

 

[Evo Var]

Jason frowned as he heard her words but there was a lust in his eyes that he was barely aware of but also knew he had not felt anything like it before. “Leave it to me. I will take care of her.” His voice was low with a hint of a growl to it as he spoke. He had known Mia would not just stop but that just meant he needed to push her harder to stop. He laughed softly as she spoke of her fangs which got a few shocked expressions from people around them that had none him in middle school and were sure this was the first time they had heard him laugh.

Jason glanced at the people around them but for the first time in almost five years he didn’t care that he was showing more of himself than he had in a long time. When he met her eyes he grinned and licked his lips. There was something about her gaze that told him the feelings he had for her were not just his alone. He watched her eyes leave his and took the chance to take another good look at her. Before she seemed to pull back inside the doll like exterior.

As soon as her eyes met his he knew something was up. There was a hint of something that he only remembered seeing in her face years earlier. He leaned forward as she tugged his jacket then just nodded as he sat back down in his seat. As he leaned over and pulled his notebook out he took the chance to look around. Just as he stood up he met the glare of another guy. He looked away only when the teacher walked up and tapped his desk. “Is there something wrong Mr.” She paused as she searched her list and Jason straightened up saying. “Its Jason Kyles.” He looked up at her as she checked his name off. “Try to pay more attention to class in the future then Mr.Kyles.” He had a feeling he was not going to enjoy this class. He started taking notes but he felt the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end and he knew it was before the guy was still staring at them.

 

[Notte]

"Don't worry about it, I am sure I can take care of it." A true smile tugged at her lips at his laugh and she sighed with contentment, it had been so long since she had heard that laugh or even words of protection. She raised her hand and extended it out as if she was clawing at something and she made a face and meowed, ever the predatory cat.

She watched his tongue slide across his lip and she could think of nothing more than what it would be like to feel his mouth pressed against hers. Yet, she knew this was neither the time nor the place to think of those lust filled thoughts that had her clutching her thighs together. Although she was a sexual deviant, she had never had anyone touch her before, she was always the one doing the touching, the caressing, the punishments. She knew how to remain a doll in all ways, never letting the emotion show, and that had often times scared the ones who were under her rule.

After the teacher finished talking to Jason, she looked over at Mercy, "and you are?" Her voice was filled with a mild annoyance, as if she didn't want to be there and just wanted to have the day over with. Smiling, she looked up at the teacher. "My name is Suou, Mercy Suou. It is a pleasure to learn from you." The teacher seemed slightly suspicious, she handed her a stack of papers. "Pass these out."

When Mercy stood up, she frowned, her head was even with the majority of people while they were sitting, save for a few who were even taller than she was. One by one she went to each desk and passed the papers out. When she came to the man who had been staring at her and Jason, she went to go set the paper down on his desk and he took hold of her hand and brought it to his lips. "Thank you, Mademoiselle. I am Stefan." She removed her hand from his grasp and just smiled and nodded. When she turned to move onto the next person, Stefan picked up a piece of her long raven hair and let it slide through his fingers as she moved. He took in a deep breath, taking in the smell of cherry blossoms, and let the rest of her hair fall like silk. It was so long and so silky, that Mercy wasn't even aware of his violation.

Once she had finished, she walked back to her seat and the class had begun. The whole time, she felt eyes on her.

 

[Evo Var]

Jason glared at the teacher and bared his teeth but stayed silent so she did not turn back to him. Class had barely started and he already hated the teacher. He watched Mercy with a smile as she stood and started walking around the room. He like most of the class didn’t hide the fact that they were watching her. Again his mind started to wonder what she had on under all the frills and lace.

As she gave Stephan his papers Jason watched the guy kiss her hand which he found just odd but he could also see if be something that would happen with the way she dressed and if the guy was a romantic.
When he caught a bit of her hair and sniffed at it Jason’s eyes narrowed. It was just plain creepy. Like stalker creepy. His attention was forced to the front as the teacher called out his name.

Stefan gave Jason a disgusted look but there was a threat in his eyes. Jason glared back but looked away. Smirking at the weakness of the other man. He knew he would have Mercy it was just a matter of time now. He took one last look at Mercy as she went back to her seat before he started taking notes. He had spent to much time following the lovely Mercy to let some goth take her from him, not now.

He had started writing down the notes she was giving them when Mercy sat back down. He glanced at her and smiled then went back to what he was doing. When the teacher had her back to them he put a note on her desk. He knew it was corny but he doubted they would get away with whispering in the class.

The note just had one question.
What did the guy who kissed your hand say to you?

As the class went on Jason kept glancing back whenever he felt someone looking at him. He would resist the urge to look behind him for as long as he could but he would give in and glance behind him to see Stefan look back at the board. There was something about the guy that grated on him but he had no idea why.

Stefan on the other hand was enjoying the effect he was having on the guy. If it was this easy he would have Mercy to himself in a mater of days. With that thought he leaned back in his seat and paid attention to the lesson a bit more as he thought about what would happen when Mercy joined him.

 

[Notte]

Mercy was in the middle of writing what was on the board when a note landed on her desk. She set her pen down and picked it up, unfolding it she read the contents and looked over at Jason with a puzzling expression. She hadn't looked much into Stefan kissing her hand, so Jason must have seen something different. Placing the note on the desk, she wrote back.

He didn't really tell me anything, took my hand, kissed it, thanked me, and told me that his name was Stefan. Why? After she finished, she folded it up and had to toss it onto Jason's desk since she couldn't reach that far. The note itself barely made it, tilting off the side of his desk as if it were about to fall. She looked at it with mild annoyance, willing it to stay on the desk.

The teacher wrote a question down on the board and asked the class who could answer it, a few raised up their hands, Mercy included and she was called on. When she started to state the answer, the teacher interrupted her, "Come up and write it on the board." Mercy looked at the teacher and wondered if she had a vendetta against her, since so far she had done nothing wrong. Getting up, Mercy moved towards the board and picked up the chalk, then looked up at how high the answer was. "Teacher, I cannot reach up enough to ans-," her reply was cut off with a little squeak as hands wrapped around her to lift her up. An arm scoped under her ass to hold her up as if she were sitting and the other secured itself under her breasts.

Tilting her head back, the smile that graced her lips fell away as she looked up at the person who held her and saw Stefan's face. She had been so sure it would have been Jason. Turning back to the board, she quickly wrote her answer, feeling held captive in the strangers arms. Stefan turned around to face the class with her still in her arms and held her for a moment before he slid her down his body. She exited out of his arms quickly and backed away, but propriety would not let her remain silent. "Thank you, Stefan. It was much appreciated." She moved to walk back to her seat and felt his eyes boring into her back, before she heard his footfalls taking him to his seat. When she sat down, she looked over at Jason and her lips pulled down into a frown, her violet eyes turned gray with hurt.

When the teacher called on Mercy, Stefan had been prepared for anything, and got up as soon as she was called to the board. He lifted her and she was as light, his arm slid across her firm, but ample ass, and his other secured itself under the weight of her breasts where he felt her corset. He shuddered with a sick pleasure on the inside, making sure nothing showed the world of how much he enjoyed having her in his arms. He wanted to play with her as if she were his doll, his own personal marionette, and he wanted to pull her strings. When she finished, he turned around and looked straight at Jason, showing him the darkness and lust that was in his eyes as he let Mercy down his body.

He had bowed when she thanked him and watched as she walked away before he moved on to his own seat. He had to make it there quick as his groin started to harden at having finally felt her body against him. He had followed her for some time, watching from afar, having first encountered her when she had been in Romania. Not that she would connect the person that he was now, to the one that he had been in Romania. When she disappeared, he had tortured and then killed the one person that could give him her location. Taking on a different last name, he had followed her back here to a different country. Like he had known since he first saw her, she would be his sweetest masterpiece. Finally, his cock hardened to the point where it was painful, and he just basked in the feel of it. Yet, he would deny any form of release until he had her delicate body breaking under him. The evidence of his arousal unseen to anyone.

 

[Evo Var]

Jason was almost down writing down the notes that the teacher had put on the board when he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. He looked over just as Mercy tossed the note and smiled as he saw it land on the edge of his desk. He grabbed it before it could fall off the desk but didn’t open it since the teacher had just turned around and asked a question. He kept his head down and wrote down the question. The last thing he wanted to do was go up and answer a question.

When Mercy got up he watched her move enjoying how she seemed to flow out of the seat. His thoughts were interrupted when he saw Stefan moving towards the front of the room. He stood up quickly when he realized Stefan’s intentions but he was to slow. He stood there for a second wondering if he should take Mercy out of his arms but the teacher glared at him and motioned him back to his seat. As he sat down and looked back at the front of the room he ground his teeth. He hated the fact that the creep was holding her and where he was holding her was making him want to beat the shit out of him. When Stefan turned and looked straight at Jason. He saw the look in his eyes and knew he had to do everything he could to keep Mercy away from Stefan.

He was still fuming when Mercy sat back down and looked at him hurt by the fact that he had not been the one up there. The anger he felt at Stefan was pushed down and replaced with guilt that he had not been there to help her. “I’m sorry.” He wasn’t able to say anything else since the teacher cleared her throat. “Last warning Mr.Kyle. Pay attention or leave the class.” Jason glared back at her and it was plainly shown on his face that he would have love to leave but something held him back. He swallowed his pride and spoke in an even tone that was clearly forced. “I will stay.”

The lesson went on and Jason kept taking notes. He slipped the note from Mercy into his pocket not wanting to risk getting caught with it and getting kicked out. He had filed Mercy once already and he couldn’t let himself do it again. When the class was finally over he packed up his things and stood up. “I am sorry that I let him get there first.” He was not sure what else he could see, there was plenty that he wanted to say but he could not say half of it here. “Let me treat you to lunch. We can get out of the school for a while.” He offered out his hand to her hoping she would forgive him and accept his offer.

 

[Notte]

She didn't say anything when class was over, but took the hand Jason had offered. Her hand was entirely to small compared to his large ones, but she grabbed her books and floated out of her seat, all the while keeping her hand in his. "Alright." As they turned to walk away, she felt eyes watching them, burning with a masked fury. Looking back over her shoulder, she knew that it was Stefan, and his eyes were riveted to her and Jason.

When they walked out of the classroom, Mia was there and her eyes darkened at seeing them holding hands. Mercy looked up at Jason, wondering if he had seen the girl or not. "I want something sweet, cake and tea, if we are able." Ever since she was little, she had had a sweet tooth, her favorite being a raspberry chocolate cake with Earl Grey tea. She had always received odd looks when she ate normal food in public, apparently Doll's just weren't supposed to eat anything other than sweets, so she had kept up he appearance.

The farther they walked away from the room, she could feel dual eyes on her but ignored it, making idle chatter with Jason until they could be alone. The other students seemed to part as they walked past and whispered words were spoken behind idle hands about their odd pairing. They left the school building and made their way to the restaurant. All the while, Mercy waiting for Jason to speak about the incident that happened in class.

Stefan followed them out of the classroom and watched as they made their exit from the building, he enjoyed how the crowd just parted for them to pass as if they knew that Mercy were royalty, but his anger deepened at her guard dog. He had to find a way to separate them or else Mercy would never be apart of his collection, all he had to do was get her alone. His gaze skittered to the side as he noticed a strange girl watching after them as well, her expression filled with both adoration and loathing. A wicked smile graced his lips and he walked up too her, "My name is Stefan, and I do believe that we have the same problem."

 

[Evo Var]

Jason knew they were being watched and when Mercy looked behind her he was sure she felt it as well. As they left the room he glanced back and glared at Stefan. He would have to deal with him but he was not sure how he could do that right now. Even as he thought about it he knew he would do anything to protect Mercy. She had always been more than a friend to him, she had stuck with him in his darkest times and he had never had the chance to protect her but he would protect her now.

Jason gave Mia a warning look, he had enough to think about with Stefan and really didn’t need to worry about Mia as well. His grip tightened on Mercy’s hand, it was not painfully tight just reassuring. Whether he was reassuring her or himself he did not know. Jason had been staring at Mia almost daring her to try something so when Mercy spoke he broke eye contact and looked down at her. “There is a coffee shop a few blocks away. They should have what you want.” He smiled as he remembered how much of a sweet tooth she had went she was little and wondered if it was still just as big.

Jason looked at a few of the kids they pasted when they spoke to soon and the look he gave them was not even close to friendly. He knew how odd they must seem together but he did not care. All he cared about at that moment was keeping Mercy safe and away from Stefan. It was not until they had been seated at the restaurant did Jason start to speak. “I would have been there for you but he must have gotten up even before you got to the front of the class.” He pulled out the note she had given him and read over it so he would know what she had said. When he looked back up at her he was not sure what to do. “After Stefan kissed your hand and you started walking past him did you feel your hair being picked up at all?” He wanted to know if he had over reacted or not before he decided if he would tell her about the look he caught from Stefan when he turned to face him with Mercy in his hands.

Rage burnt inside Mia as she watched Mercy walk down the hall with Jason. She had worked too hard to let the little doll take him from her. He was hers and no one was going to take him from her. She turned hate filled eyes on the man that had spoken to her. She looked him up and down then met his gaze. “And your point is?” She had seen Jason looking back into the classroom so maybe this was who he had been looking at. But she still wanted to know what this guy wanted from her.