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Andol and Wit

Wit had the sudden urge to chirp but then decided that would be embarrassing. The engine roared to life as Andol closed the door. Wit quickly buckled up and checked his reflection in the mirror. There was a badge hanging from a lanyard from his rear-view mirror. Printed on it were two big letters in fancy writing.

AC.

And something told Andol that Wit didn't work for a home cooling system company. Underneath the letters AC Wit's first and last names were printed in block letters:

"William Cousland"

The lanyard swayed back and forth as they pulled up to the curb near the school. Wit looked out the window across Andol and blared his radio as loud as he could until they reached the gate. "Sorry, I like to jar those old hags sometimes with a little bit of REAL music." but as soon as he swiped the gate card and the metal boundary opened up before them, he turned it back down to something more relaxed and quiet.

"What kind of music do you like?" Wit asked, and Andol was sure Wit was not even looking at the road. He was, if fact, looking at Andol, glancing his way almost every second. Curious... And then, a feeling came to Wit, and he grabbed the crotch of his shorts to adjust and squirmed in his seat.
 
Andol sat thier in almost a curious state as he crossed his legs in the chair to sit indian style. He felt himself relax sinice he was now becoming a lot more comfrontable being around the gryphon, which usally made the human more willing to be open also. He looked around the car as he inspected it. His eyes trace every groove and curve as he would reach out and curiously touch things or trace his finger along the outline of the CD player. Then he found his eyes rested on a curious object with the letters 'AC' on them. He looked at it for a moment before he asked curiously, "Hey Wit what is this right here?" He reached out and gently took it off the rear view mirror as he held it in his hands and admired it, "It is really pretty, did you win somthing? Or is this for somthing else maybe?" Andol was not sure and was not one who made too many assumputions.

His hand suddenly flew up over his ears as he felt a large blast of noise suddenly hit them. Though when he realized what it was, he took them off and gave Wit a look as the music contiuned at it's overly high noise level. It was not that Andol did not like loud music, it was simply that he was a little annoyed that the other had not given him some warning. Though the human said nothing in conplaint about it, "It is fine Wit, just let me know before you do it again ok. You kind of supirsed me thier a little." He laughed as he said this, showing that he was just teasing.

The human had to think about the question for a moment, sinice his choice of music as a bit of a mixed selection and he was not really sure what sort of music that it was, "Well I guess I just like rock mostly. I usally only listin to music when I am riding in the car, and I want peace and quite." Andol's eyes kept being drawn to the handsome gryhpon. Wit was just so cute that Andol enjoyed to look at him, yet he was kinda sad that he could never had Wit as a boyfriend, sinice the gryhpon was out of his league and Andol was sure the other was not gay. Though he did notice the gryphon aginst his pants which made Andol stare in that direction aslo. Yet he tried to kept his focus above the belt line, just incase he got caught.
 
"It's my work badge..." Wit smiled at him, sure that Andol had never really had a job before. "I mean, yeah, today I am going to have some stuff looked at, but I normally work at the clinic. Good old Argent Corde..." he chuckled and then massaged his shoulder with his other arm.

"Sorry about the music earlier, I don't know why I like to show out so much, but I could have warned you. Good though, I like top 40, anything that's happening now, ya know?"

Wit winced, hitting a nerve in his shoulder which made him stop massaging it.

"So it's your turn. I asked the last question." He chuckled, "It's nice having someone to talk to on this ride. Usually it's just me and the road...or my hand," he joked, making Andol wonder just how serious he was in actuality. "I mean, the view is nice enough, but company makes it better..." he caught himself, "I mean, is much preferred."

Wit blushed a bit and kept driving, still seemingly not looking at the road.
 
Andol kept staring at the bagde almost like a kid in a candy store. The human was one of those people who where esay to please and usally took his happiness where he found it. Even if it was simply in looking at a simple work bagde that he found to look pretty. He looked over curiously at the gryphon, "So you work at a clinic, what do you do their? Is it anything interesting? How much do you make? Is...." Andol stopped talking as he realized that he had began to rattle on with his questions and was starting to talk to quickly, and was asking to many questions at once.

Andol shook his head saying, "You don't have to apoligize, I actully enjoyed it. I usally don't do much showing off myself so I guess I probably need some of you to rub off on me." He laughed abit as he said this, though his meaning was more about self confidice than about showing off.
Andol soon found that the gryphon drew laughter form again, "Really now, Wit. You sound like you have had practice at driving and playing with yourself." Andol assumed that is what the other ment when he said hand, "Though I am gald that your enjoying having me along for the ride, I would say that I am pleased with it myself." The human softly blushed at the fact that Wit was enjoying being around him, though it did not take much to fluster Andol.

Though his face turned to a look of concern, and the thoughts that he had about those questions flew out the window with his curiosity, when he saw the larger male grimace again.
Andol's slender fingers reached over and with a extermaly gentle touch rubbed over the gryphon's shoulder before he pulled them away, "Wit what is wrong with your shoulder? Your not hurt to bad are you?" A look of genuine concern crossed his face as he looked at the larger male. Andol was a very caring creature so he did not like the idea that his new friend might be in pain. Yet somtimes the human did worry a little to much, it was just in his nature.
 
Wit laughed, "It's actually pretty boring. Not too many people get sick this time of year, so I basically end up cleaning all afternoon. I only work three days a week, you know, with school. I sometimes administer medicine to sick patients and apply sedatives when the doctor needs me too. Take blood..." Wit then realized he was focusing too much on one question.

He chuckled again, "I'm not really supposed to talk about it, but...I'll tell you anyway. I only make 10 credits an hour. I mean, it's not bad, at least I'm not making 6 an hour at a fast food joint, right? Doc says if I stay I'll make 12.50 once I graduate..." Wit was surprised with how open he was being.

Wit smiled an evil smile, "Psh! I love playing with myself everywhere I go, but especially in the car! When you hit seventy with your hand on your dic...Man," Wit breathed, "** gets intense! And when you get close to 90 MPH, baby you hit home real quick...!" Wit was getting a little excited, his mind being led back into the gutter. It was apparent that he was getting aroused just thinking about it, a small tent forming in his silky black shorts.

Calming down a bit, Wit answered, "Aye, it's okay, just hurt it a bit during a volley tourney. Doc's gonna look at it for me. Bad thing is if it's bad I can't play in the next game, and if I don't play in the next game I can't play in the chip, aye?"

Wit looked at Andol, his 'tent' still obvious and he knew he could see it. He tried to read his face, showing no shame back. It was obvious Wit was the kind of person that wasn't afraid to lay it out there. He wondered how Andol felt about that.
 
Andol shrugged his shoulders at the discription of the job that the other gave, "Well I guess it is what you make of it really. I would just consider it a chance to be out in the world and at least get a chance to socialize. Every cloud has thier sliver lining you know." Andol though was a little jealous of the gryphon sinice he had never really had a job so he did not get the chance to make extra spending money like that. He just had to take what was givin to him, which when compared to a job, was not very much, "Plus thier is the fact that you get money out of the whole deal and even more if you keep going." At least that is what Andol thought that gryphon got. As he thought about it for a moment he was wondering if he was mistaken, though he doubted. The larger male had to at least make some money.

A quick change of topic resulted in a quick change of the smaller male's skin color, as it grew redder and redder. The human could not help blushing at this point and his eyes could not longer be pryed away form staring at the rapidly forming tent bettewen the gryphons legs. Images ran through the humans mind on what it possiabaly looked like. This caused some arousal in Andol though he tried to think of other things to calm down, and contiune the conversation "That sounds like fun, though I don't think I could do that. I would get to nervous trying to drive and do that at the same time." He was trying to not stare openly, and kept his head facing the fornt. Only turning to reply to Wit.

Then a change in topic gave him hope that maybe he could get his mind off of what it was on, "Well I hope you can play, maybe I can come wacth. It would be fun to cheer for you." Andol had not really spent the time wacthing any sports. Yet try as he might this was only 50% affective in helping to take his mind off Wit's obvious arousal. Andol was quickly becoming the same way, though his was hidden by his underware and pants. Though for once he was enjoying finding himself flustered, sinice the open nature of his new friend made socializing a bit esaier for him. Andol manner of acting showed that he was purposefully attempting to not stare at the gryphon openly. The very red blush, and the constant glances, gave it away.
 
"It's funny you say that, the clinic is called Argent Corde, like I said, which is Latin for Silver Line, did you know that?" Wit was amused with the conversation. It had been a while since anyone was every around his capable of an intelligent conversation. it was...a nice change. Maybe Andol could become a friend too him yet? Well, he kind of already was, but of course there were always those people you spent time with and then end up never seeing again. He didn't want Andol to be that, but it was too early to tell...

"And you know...it's not so bad, you just pull your shorts down and let them press your balls up around you and start stroking. You look out the window and smile at people like usual so they don't see you looking all hot and bothered if you pass someone, and if a truck comes by you just cover yourself real quick," he smiled, getting even more excited. His dic was now straight up and extremely hard. "Haha..."

He nodded his head, "You know Andol, I'd love for you to come to my games, for you to cheer for me. Andol..." Wit smiled, "...Andol, you're looking at my dic," he said very plainly, not looking at the road, but for some reason that fact didn't bother Andol, like something was forcing him not to worry about Wit's driving.
 
Andol smirked at the irony in the statement that the other had made, "No I didn't though that is quite an interesting coincidence. Though I guess that means that it was meant to be silver lining, it would be hard to no longer think of it in that manner." He laughed a bit as he said this. He was glad that he had discovered this other side to the gryphon, and now knew that he could have intelligent conversations with his new friend. If there was one thing that Andol respected it was defiantly intelligence, just knowing that Wit had brain behind all that brawn just made him a lot more interesting, and a whole lot cuter.

Then again, the conversation turned to something that began to make the human flustered again. He couldn’t to try to keep his eyes not looking at what they so desired to inspect, “Yeah that sounds like fun, though for me I would probably crash because I would get to distracted.” The way Andol spoke in a nervous and shaky voice showed that getting distracted probably was not the major reason. He was just too shy to be able to pleasure himself so openly in a car like that. While it was true that one could keep them from getting caught, Andol knew that his nervous nature would probably kill any erection that he got in the first place. Driving made him nervous.

The young man looked at the gryphon and smiled at the approval that he saw in the large birds eyes. Andol was not the type of guy who liked to watch sports at all really, yet he wanted to see Wit play. He wanted to see more of the grace that the larger male seemed to display while he was playing sports, plus there was the fact that he simply wanted to go and support his friend.... Andol's thought process seemed to just freeze as he realized that he had been caught. He looked over at Wit for a moment as his eyes got wider and he then he looked down at floor with his face now covered in a blush that had only grown worse. His hair now hung forward on his head to cover down around his eyes and cheeks, because of the way he was looking. His voice seemed to be in almost a rushed panicked state, "I'm sorry Wit I didn't mean to.... I just couldn't help it... I just... it just... and I wanted to...." He stopped and tried to not make eye contact with the gryphon. Hoping the other would not be mad.
 
"You probably would..." Wit smiled, and then he responded to what was looming on both their minds, traces of what Wit had been picking up all along.

"You don't have to apologize," Wit smiled, turning his eyes back to the road.

It was a long time before he said anything else, the slight hum of the Charger's engine loomed heavily in the air between them, until Wit put his arms between his legs and cupped his ball outside of his shorts. "Really, don't, I mean you probably heard the others talking about me in the showers, didn't you? McCartney is a perv and is jealous, he and Morrison call me out for my dic every chance they get. Honestly, I bet they wish I'd put on a show for them but their ticked cause I don't let them see it except for in passing in the showers. I do have some dignity..." Wit grinned.

And then he focused on what Andol had said, and seemed to realize, "Wait, you wanted to...? What do you mean?" He placed his talon on Andol's shoulder and gave him a sideways, almost confused if not curious look. There was no avoiding it now, the question was in the air or at the very least it was on his mind. He gave his balls a squeeze, though not to be provocative, but more so out of habit, and asked, "Andol, do you want to see my dic?" he asked with that same curiousness in his voice.
 
Andol let out a sigh of relief when he realized that maybe the meaning of his words had not fully caught on with the larger male. He inwardly smiled at the fact that Wit had simply mistaken what he had said for somthing else, "I didn't mean to apoligize, it was just the last time that someone caught me looking at thier groin, puched me right in the face." Yet that had been a bully who had somehow figured out he was gay, and picked on him for it. Which was the reason he had been transfered to this school a couple of years back. Luckily it was long egough ago, that no one considered him or even thought about the fact that he had been a transfer student. Andol knew that Wit did not know, sinice Wit had been at this school for a shorter period than he had.

He blushed softly as his eyes where drawn to bettewen the gryphons legs again when he noticed the other cupping his balls. He then let the quickly trail up the gryphons body, and he said with a soft smile, "Well I didn't really hear much of anything, all I heard when I got in thier where a couple of mean comments that they said to me while I was walking over to the shower, so I will just have to take your word for it." Andol had arrived after Wit was already well on his way to taking a bath in shower, which in the humans mind was a good thing, or else he might not have been fortunate egough for things to end up like they did. Then again, it was Wit's fault that what happened had happened. Andol was gald it had though.

The young man almost cringed when he realized the gryphon had fully caught on to his statement. He had hoped that maybe the last part had not been noticed by Wit, yet now that the cat was out of the bag, he knew what kind of question was coming. His mind was still very confused sinice the larger male had dragged out of him, more than he had ever admitted to anyone whom he had known for such a short time. He was not normally so open with someone, yet for some reason he was this way around Wit. He looked into the others eyes when he felt the hand rest on his shoulder, as he searched to find maybe somthing that would tell him how the other would react, but he found nothing.

His head hung low like it had before as he looked at the floor. The young man let out a sigh and began to avoid eye contact agian, just in case he got a look of disgust form the gryphon. His voice was so nervous and shaky with his normally timid nature, "Well yes... I wanted to see it...." His mouth though kept running while his brain momentarlly stopped again, " And I aslo wanted to...." Andol quickly realized what he was saying, and he let out a embressed groan, realizing that he had reviled his other thoughts. Looking at it, was not the only thing on Andol's mind. The human wanted so much more than that. The images began to run through his head as eached began to cause his face to get redder and redder.
 
Wit was laughing on the inside, and a little stirred up by what Andol was saying. He oddly kept his eyes on the road. "Well, I mean, you know I don't mind." Wit shrugged and the feathers on top of his head stood up. "I mean, I don't like to show it off in front of everyone like I have to in big groups, but I...I don't think I would mind showing you when we get back to school, I mean, I like it, and if you want, I might could take it out, if you are not busy..."

Wit had started talking a lot more, and being a lot more wordy. His face looked a little forlorn, "I mean, if you are still, I don't know, curious or whatever..."
Wit's talkon's were gripped hard against the central gear stick and the other was still cupping his balls.

He looked at Andol, "I mean who knows, after this little visit here you might not even want to see it or have anything to do with me, so I mean, I'd understand." He looked very seriously at Andol, "I don't bring very many of my friends here...actually, you're the first....."
 
Andol continued to look down at the floor, as the many thoughts of what he wanted the gryphon to do with him raced through his head. Though the main one was where he was just laying there in bed with Wit happily suckling on the larger male's member. For that moment his images got even more vivid and he began to blush even more. Still he waited for the gryphon to yell at him. Though what he heard made his large eyes grow very wide as he turned to look at the avain. Thier was a look of complete and udder amazment on his face as he looked at Wit and then looked down bettewen Wit's legs, and then back up at Wit again.

"Are you serious Wit." Where the first words he stammered out of his mouth. As he stared openly at the gryphon, "You mean I really can and your not going to get mad at me or hurt me or somthing." Andol had never really had someone just offer him somthing like this. He was blushing as he was looking at the ground. He said softly, "I think I would enjoy that. If you still want to show me when we get back." Though he did not make the same counter offer. He was too shy to show any part of his body to anyone like that. It mostly though had to do with low self esstem than anything else.

Andol shook his head in disagreement to what the other was saying, "No I don't think I would. I mean their is really no reason for me to not want to." Yet he wondered way Wit would think that he would not. It made him curious on what he might see while he was at the clinic. He hoped, "Is thier somthing at the clinic that would cause me to not like you Wit?" Andol asked this question in a way that showed that thier was nothing that could cause that to happen.
 
"FIne then, I will...if you still want me to. Curious boy." Wit laughed openly and finally looked away from the road. "We are almost there." His eyes darted across the scene. "It's big, Andol, really big, just to prepare you..." he smiled and parked his Charger as they pulled up to a big white building. It didn't have any windows, only a big glass door with a welcome mat and a little potted shrub on the patio. Around the side of the building Andol could see the rear of a loading truck with the letters AC printed on them. Andol could not see "Argent Corde" posted anywhere on the clinic...in fact, this didn't look like a clinic at all.

Wit looked at Andol, "I need my badge," he shurgged, "I gotta swipe it so I can get my discount," he explained, motioning to it still in Andol's death grip. He opened his door and took it from him as they walked on the gravel toward the building. In the parking lot there was a hunter and tan Jeep and a beautiful BMW M3, painted black.

"Well, nothing really, I mean, well I guess it depends. We'll see- No, let's just get inside, i should not have said anything."
 
Andol giggled as he could feel the entire air that had been floating around almost relax around him. It felt really really good, as though a weight was lifted right off of his shoulders, "Don't worry Wit. I will. I will." Thier was no way Andol was going to pass up the chance. He wondered if maybe he would get to touch it, though he diecded that it would not be best to get his hopes up. Sinice the gryphon was probably just doing it to show off. As they began to near the building he shrugged at the others statments, "That is ok with me Wit, I have seen big buildings before." Though when they pulled up Andol's always curious eyes began to look around as he just stared at everything that was around them.

As he looked over it, he began to wonder where the emblem was on the building, and why did it seemed so... whitewashed and plain. Though he was sure he would find out when they got inside. His thoughts where intruppted by the other which made Andol jump a little a bit as he looked over with a startled laugh, "Oh yeah sure. Here it is." He handed the badge over to the gryphon as he reached for the doorhandle, his hand suddenly freezing in mid reach. As the tone of gryphons words startled him, and he looked over at the other. His eyes wide, with a hint of fear in them. What could be inside that made the other so angry. A certian reslove spilled over the human. If it was a person, he wasn't going to let them do whatever they had been doing to make Wit so angry. He was very protective in this manner.

Andol got out of the car and he stepped out and walked over in fornt of the building. He walked over and then looked at the gryphon waiting for the larger male. He would follow along wherever Wit lead. He looked at the building again he was curious still about what was it that had made the gryphon so mad. The larger male had seemed even more angery than he had been in the bathroom after getting caught, "I will just follow you Wit."
 
Wit shrugged, "I'm sorry, we're good, we won't take too long, I promise. Besides, we gotta get back..." Wit smiled wickedly.

As Andol pulled on the door he found it would not open. It was...locked? Why would a clinic door be locked? And then he saw the slit. The card wasn't just for Wit's "discount" it would appear...

Wit waited for Andol to move and he swiped his badge, unlocking the door. And they both sidled inside The door latched and locked behind them. It didn't seem to phase Wit at all. "Follow me, huh? Anywhere I go?"

And he stopped talking as soon as he opened the next breezeway door because there was a beautiful girl with long brown hair dressed in earthy colors and the softest face Andol had ever seen. She was beautiful, in fact, and if he had not been gay, probably attractive.

"Hey there Wit!" she called out. "Who's your friend?"

Wit walked up to her...stepping lightly, in a way very, very different from the way Andol had seen him walk at school...it was almost........childlike, or even...feminine. WHAT? No, that could not be right...maybe he had been flying a little. Hovering on his wings? They did have a grace and beauty to them. Daw...

"Hey Cecilia!" Wit called out to her. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. "This is Andol, my...my friend. We were on the same team in basketball today," Wit remembered. "Is HE in?" he said with impressionism in his voice.

"Good to meet you, Andol!" it was obvious that Cecelia was the secretary here...but...she couldn't have been much older than Andol!

"Cecelia is the 'good' doc's right hand man...errr...woman." Wit tried to keep a positive mood.

"Oh, stop it Wit, he doesn't want to hear about me!" Cecilia turned to Wit and whispered, "He's had a bad day today, Wit. Several of his clients didn't show up..."

"Oh, NO!!" Wit cursed, a streamline of three words, all egyptian and impossible for Andol to understand. "It would be the day of my appointment."

"Just try to get it over with..." They both had been whispered as if Andol had no longer been there. Wit turned back around to him.

"I'm sorry... Look, you... Do you want to wait out here with Cecilia or go with me..." There was something behind Wit's eyes, something hidden that Andol could not possibly grasp. Some darkness... Some kind of unreadable emotion, and Cecilia wore the same. And it all came down to a choice, really, what would Andol decide? Wit's dic was sticking to his balls, so he pulled at it, the direction he was facing made it impossible for Cecelia to notice. He shook his head, meaning that this action was to have no effect on Andol's decision of whether to stay in the waiting room with Cecilia or to go back with Wit for his appointment.
 
Andol walked in behind Wit, though it was a wonder that the human did run into somthing. His head looking this way and that way. His eyes seemed to trace every curve of the building as they walked up to it. He found it to be a nice place, yet he got a feeling of somthing omniouns was coming. He did not know what it was, but it was as though the building was a wall and beyond it was somthing bad. Not as though the building was bad, yet it was just becuase of the way Wit had acted. He noted as the other scanned his bagde in the scanner, which made Andol think that this might be a excluisve clinic. He could see no other reason for such a measure espeically with what looked to be the front entrance.

As they walked inside his eyes where immedantly drawn to the women who was sitting at the desk. She was diffently a pretty creature. Just becuase he was gay did not mean he could not tell she was attractive. Yet he did not feel any attraction to her. Andol's obversate eyes though caught on to somthing else that made them again go wide with amazment. He caught the almost feminine walk with which Wit had carried himself, though he did blink a few times, and rubbed his eyes. He was sure he had saw it, but figured that it had just been a illusion. He found it curious the emphasis that the larger male had put on the word 'he'. He was sure what to think of it, but he was wondering if his suspion about Wit having problems with a person where right. Though his reslove to have the gryphons back doubled. Andol did not care who, what or how big they where. He was not a guy who could be intemadated when protecting someone.

Andol was normally a very shy creature felt strangly at ease and his answer back to Cecilia was immedeante as would be expected, "Hello Cecilia it is very nice to meet you." He smiled softly at her when he spoke and gave a soft almost girlish wave. Andol unlike Wit had that slender build necceresy to look femnine and do it well, yet 90% of the time he prefered not to. He wacthed as everything he had thought was confirmed, but he now had a feeling that he knew who this person was. He did not say anything though, not wanting to cause Wit any unessecry grief. When he looked at the two as they asked him what he wanted to do he said plainly, "Lead on Wit, I will be sticking by your side." He softly smiled to not give away his thoughts.
 
Cecilia nodded at Andol, "Well as much as I would have loved to get to know you better, it looks like I will have to wait until next time. You can go ahead and go back, Wit, he's ready for you..."

"What about you?" the gryphon asked of his obvious friend.

"I'm going to go ahead and head home since I won't be needed anymore today." She whispered to Wit, "Text me if you need me..." and she let herself out with a new smile toward Andol.

As soon as she was gone Wit looked at Andol. "Ready?" And he opened the left door which led deeper into the clinic.

Wit's breathing intensified. He led Andol down several hallways...How many rooms did this clinic have? Until fianlly they came to a door with frosted glass you could not see through. Black letter stickers spelled out the name,

DR. MICHAEL COUSLAND, Phd.

"In Egypt his name is Riken...this is easier for his clients," Wit explained as he shoved his shoulder into the door. Instantly Wit's countenance changed. He was suddenly spunky and upbeat again, like he had been when he saw Cecilia.

"Good afternoon, Wit..." the tall, strong Egyptian man said.

"Doctor..." Wit nodded to him.

"Who is your friend?" he asked in a deep, sexy voice.

"This is Andol..." Wit said behind a cheerful beak-smile. "He's a friend from school."

"Well this is a pleasant surprise. It's good to meet you, Andol, I am Dr. Cousland." He held out a strong, dark-haired arm to shake Andol's own pale hands. The man was tall, about six' two" and had a thick head of dark hair, a definite Egyptian...human... He had dark, sexy eyes that Andol could have drowned in. In fact, the doctor appeared only to be about 27. Something about him reminded him of Wit...something about Michael or Riken or whatever his name could possibly have been almost attractive to Andol as Wit was. "It's rare I meet one of William's school friends. Do you play any sports?"
 
Andol nodded his head in Cecilia direction, "Well it is nice meeting you, I am glad that we got to meet. Maybe some other time then." To Andol it was just another potential friend. He needed more friend. He let out a sigh as he prepared himself for whatever he was about to meet. It seemed to grow and grow as though somthing bad was hanging over his head, but he tried to not let it get to him. He knew that he needed to be open minded just in case he was over reacting. He remained quite as he wacthe Wit saying good bye to Cecilia and again gave her a soft wave. Andol nodded his head in answer as he began to follow along beisde the gryphon, "Yep I am ready to go." Andol's eyes contiuned thier roaming. Still it was a wonder that he did not bump right into the gryphon though the young man had done this his entire life so he was pretty good at walking without looking where he was going.

It seemed to him that there where a lot of rooms at this clinic which he found to be strange sinice thier where so few people. It seemed to be a waste of a lot of space. Though it could have simply ment that they where here on a slow day, but with the fact someone need an appointment. Andol just shook his head, as he let out a sigh. It still seemed strange. When they reached the door way Andol looked up and read the letters as he knew that this was where he had been feeling that bad feeling crawling out form. The way Wit had talked, Andol was sure that the person behind this door was bad. He looked toward the other and asked in a almost absent minded manner, "So do I call him Riken, or Michael?" He really did not care one way or another though.

When the door opened he felt almost on edge as he contiuned to expect to see somthing bad, but when Wit seemed to change his manner of acting, Andol felt all that weight drop right off. The black tendirals that had been reaching out where goone, but he still kept his graud up. When he followed the other in and he looked at the person who sat behind the desk his eyes went wide with amamzent...

A human. Andol realized that this must be Wit's stepfather, and not his real dad. It was all he could think off, sinice Wit was obviously a full blooded gryphon. His eyes roamed over the man who seemed to be quite young, especially for someone who was Wit's father. The man looked to be in his twenty's. Andol's large eyes stared into those of Wit's dad. The pale youths large dark eyes had that depth that seemed to be endless if he stared right at you. Those eyes that seemed to say, 'I know all your secerts. You can't hide form me' That was the kind of eyes Andol had when he was examining somthing that he was wary of. Andol hid his thoughts behind a soft smile and said, "Hello Dr. Cousland it is good to meet you too. My name is Andol." He paused before he answered the other mans question, "No not really, I have never been good at sports mostly." Andol's lithe build gave away the obvious reason.
 
"Dr. Cousland works fine, actually," Wit answered.

- - -

Riken answered, "Yes, well," a little uncomfortable that Andol did not like sports. "Shall we get started then, Wit?"

Wit looked at his father-in-law with a smile, and darkness hidden behind his eyes. "Sure..." he answered reluctantly.

"What does the problem seem to be?" Riken asked.

"My shoulder. I went up for a spike at my last game and missed the ball. It sent my arm through a loop and pulled in the shoulder I think..." Wit cringed.

"Ah, I see. I should have been there..." Dr. Cousland seemed to curse his job for keeping him so busy. "Okay, well I'll go ahead and have a look at it. Why don't you take off your shirt for me?"

Wit didn't move.

"Come on, William, I need to see it..."

He smiled and glared, at the same time, which was very confusing to see, and quickly lifted his white tee, revealing his shallow navel and six pack abs. The shift lifted up until his perfectly defined pecs revealed themselves, hidden only behind fur and feathers, and a darker area on his shoulder.

Riken smiled, seeming to be pleased with something as he lifted Wit's arm outward.

"Pain?" "No..." "Pain?" "Nope..."

"PAIN?"

"Ouch, yes!" Wit cried out when Riken pulled his arm back even further, and he flapped his wings in emphasis of the feeling.

"There we go, found it..." Riken gave Andol an encouraging smile before fully diverting his attention back to Wit. He began to massage his arm and then his shoulder. "How does that feel?"

"Horrible..." Wit grumbled. Dr. Cousland continued to massage his son's shoulder.

He hit a spot which caused Wit's expression to change. "And how does that feel?"

"Feels good..." Wit answered honestly if not with some reserve. "Real good." Wit smiled, feeling his father's strong hands upon his body. Riken continued to massage him as he talked, "I'm going to prescribe to you some medicine you can take for the pain. You don't have any torn ligaments, just some bruising and some tenderness. "It will work itself out in time, son," He smiled that charming smile he had.

"Is that it?" Wit asked. "It hurts like **!"

"You will be okay, Wit, hah!" Riken laughed. And then Andol noticed. As the good doctor stopped laughing, he let his hand come to rest in a most curious location. He gripped Wit's leg high above the knee, just below the thigh, a comfortable, relaxed gesture.

"I guess we'll go then?" Wit said darkly.

"Right, let me get this to you." Riken went to the counter and began to scribble on a notepad. Wit looked over at Andol with a look of concern and regret. "Here you are! I'll...see you at home, Son?"

"No, I have to take Andol back so I'm just going to stay there this week."

"Oh, of course, well alright then. Take this note and get some meds. You will be great before you know it. "A pleasure to meet you, Andol!" The man smiled warmly st him and watched as the two boys waked back into the empty foyer.

Wit would not look at Andol.
 
(I edited the end part, so you might want to reread that part.)

Andol looked at the doctor as he dected a hint of displeasure at the fact that he was not the athletic type like Wit. Which was somthing that he found to be odd to say the least. It should have been obvious that he was not the athletic type, but Andol could tell that the other had been mentally thrown off balance by this, which seemed quite strange. Why should the doctor even care. He mentally shrugged and just put it down as Wit having a father who was really obessed with sports. So he contiuned to wacth. Though that darkness was starting to creep back into the room again, becuase somthing was just not right. It was so palpable that Andol could almost taste it. Yet he just shook his head trying to clear it. He figured that he was probably just overthinking things.

Andol contiuned his wacth of the encounter before he again came to somthing that he did not find to fit. The pause that Wit had in taking off his shirt was very strange. Andol could not see a reason that the larger male would be embressed or would even want to pause. Riken was just his doctor so the human saw no reason for it. He wacthed the gryphons face as he could see almost a hidden anger behind his friends eyes, which only made him more suspicious, plus the smile on the doctors face that only now appered once the gryphons body was exposed.

Though still he hid his thoughts behind a soft smile and eyes that mirrored this smile even when the other human turned to look at him. Andol's thoughts where distracted, by Wit's pained noises, but he was gald that his friend was alright and had not been seriously hurt. Though the message last way too long in Andol's opintion. His eyebrow raised at this very fact, sinice he found it strange the other human had contiuned after finding the spot in which Wit was sore. Then as he began to think his eyes caught sight of somthing that made both of his eyebrows raise.

It was the hand that was placed in a spot which Andol found to be completely uneeded for what was going on, and also a bit inappropriate. It was form that gesture and action that the darkness seemed to cover the room, and had Andol been a anthro he would probably have been growling. He now thought he knew why Wit seemed to have some sort of animosity towards his step father. Andol could not believe the gall of this man to do what he saw, especially right here in fornt of him. He must of thought he was blind. His face became very stoic, and his eyes had a look of anger. When the man asked Wit would he be coming home, the human almost yelled out 'I don't think so!' or asking Wit if he could sleep over. Yet his friends decline stopped Andol in his verbal tracks. As he knew that he did not have to say anything.

Andol had come in here planning to defend his friend, and he knew that now was the time to do it, but he planned on using fear not outright aggression. He quickly though of somthing that would allow him to retreat if needed so as Wit walked out the door, Andol stayed in the room. He was leaning up agianst the wall and he looked at Riken. His eyes that looked at the man said, 'I know what your hidding and I can see right threw you'. When this nature came out of Andol he normally very foward and proactive in a sitution where normal people might have ingored it. He opened his mouth to speak, but somthing stopped him as he looked at the evil that stood in fornt of him. No this was not the right moment, it was not.

Though he did stand there for a moment as he let all the anger that he had on the inside came out on what could be the human version of a snarl as he spoke to the human, though Wit would not be able hear him, becuase Andol would speak only after Wit had left the room "I don't remember Wit coming in here for a message and upper leg pain. 'Riken'." He made it clear, so that the thier was no doubt in the other human's mind what had been said. Andol walked out and followed along beside Wit without even giving the man a chance to answer. He wanted Riken to let it stew for a bit, to remember that this was the person who would kick him in the balls if he laid another hand on Wit the wrong way agian. In Andol's mind, worng way was a very loose definiton.

He walked down the all next to Wit, looking at his friend as they stepped outside of the building. He could not think of anything to say really, so he started with the simplest thing that he could think of, "Wit are you ok?" His voice was full of the concern that he felt. Andol was very protective of his friends so it made him very angry, yet all Wit would see is the concern Andol felt for him. Andol just hoped that he would not anger the gryphon over this. He did not want to lose Wit as a friend, and he did not want thier plans for the rest of the day to change over somthing like this.
 
Andol caught Riken a little off guard. "Erm, he might not have told you, but I think something was wrong with his leg, too..." He turned away from Andol and put some things away, filed some papers, threw his gloves, which he did not even use, into the rubbish bin.

When he turned around and saw that Andol was still there, he walked up to him. He smiled that Hollywood smile of his - dang, he was attractive, and a smooth talker, too - and placed a hand on Andol's shoulder, seeing no other way out of this. He spoke softly to him, "You know, Andol, we don't have to be enemies..."

Riken watched Andol's expressions and listened to his answer after which Wit appeared in the doorway, no longer parched after his trip to the water fountain. "Andol!" he called out to him, "Come on, we're going..." he demanded darkly, wondering about what his step-father and new friend had shared between themselves.

Riken watched Andol very carefully as the two boys left.

Wit again would not look at Andol.
 
A evil grin almost washed over Andol's face as he wacthed the human get his leg caught in his verbal bear trap. Andol almost wanted to laugh, but he knew that he did not want to ruin Riken's moment of unblanace. The look on the other male's face and the way he seemed to stumble along with his words, gave the lithe young man all the comfermation that he needed. It took away all doubt that he had about his theroy. The other seemed to be staling for time, so Andol diecded to give it a few more moments just so that he could see what more he could gleen form this meeting. Yet he did understand one thing, it was that Riken had the word guilty written all over his face.

He did not move nor even flinch when the other male approched him, and he felt the docters hand rest on his shoulder. Andol returned the look of the other with one that was completely ice cold, though there was another emotion thier. It was that of a creatures whose space had been invaded, and as though they said 'Wit is mine. Back off you monster'. Though this emotion did not show in his face, so it was very hard to even notice. His arm came up, and pushed the other male's hand off his shoulder rather roughly. The charm and looks that could have swooned and won over a more simple minded creature had no affect on Andol. In his mind, it was what was under the skin that mattered, while a good looking outside was only a extra perk. This one though was uglier than sin on the inside. Andol could sense it.

He spoke to other in a tone this time that was rather cold, "Nice try, but your charming good looks don't affect me Riken. You are cute I will give you that, but I have never been much attracted to docters who give thier sons 'unnecessary treatment'." He looked at the other human with his stone cold look that seemed to go stright to one's soul, so he could make sure that his meaning was clear in what those words said. Wit's words stopped any other comments that he would have made, so he said to the gryphon, "I am coming Wit." He did not even look back Riken as he left and followed along beside Wit. His eyes where looking at his friend with concern, hoping that his new friend was ok. He waited until they where outside of the doctors office before he asked the gryphon, "Wit are you ok?" His voice was full of the concern that he felt for his friend.
 
"Yeah, I'm great! Why?" Wit asked, jumping into his Charger and roaring the engine back to life.

Wit put his seatbelt across his chest. "S***, its hot as balls tonight." Wit pulled his tee shirt off again and tossed it in the backseat. The seatbelt pressed against his chest, taunting Andol almost as if to say, 'haha, you can't have this...' Wit rolled down his window and let the cool outside air hit him. "So that's my dad, yeah..." Wit grimaced, a bit relieved. He had never brought anyone to the clinic before and he was surprised it had gone so well. "Too bad Sophia had to jett, right?"

"Is there anywhere you want to go before we head back to school?"

Wit grabbed his balls and adjusted himself, but since it was dark out he didn't think Andol could see.
 
Andol looked at the other as he felt the feelings of concern wash away form his mind. He was gald that Wit was not dwelling on what had happened, so he deicded that he would not even bring it up, "Oh no reason, you just looked like somthing was wrong with you. That's all." He laughed a bit to lighten up the nature of his statment so Wit would not take it way too seriously.

He climbed up into the car and very soon the youth's legs where again crossed in the seat as he sat indian style again. He thought a bit about what had happened, but diecded that he would worry about it later. He just made a mental note to go home with Wit the next time the gryphon left the school. He felt like needed to keep a eye on Wit. Andol knew that sinice he had no emotional connect to Riken, it would not be hard to knock his block off. He found his thoughts distracted for a moment as he began to softly blush, now that he was laying eyes in Wit's body in a more relaxed setting.

His though process quickly shifted again in a dark direction, though he hid the anger, and just spoke in a plain voice, "Yes, I was gald I could meet him...." Andol's reason for being gald was somthing way differnt than being just happy to meet someone. It was more that he was gald that he had discovered evil and would have a chance to stop it. When Wit contiuned speaking Andol diecded that he was going to mentally drop the subject and concentrate on Wit.

"I agree, it would have been nice to get to know her better." Andol found her to be nice girl and diffently a potential friend, though he felt that she probably knew the same thing that he did, or at least suspected it. His head turned to look at the larger male and he let a girn pop onto his face as he poked the others shoulder playfully, "Not really, I would just prefer to go back to my room. I still would like to take you up on that offer that you made before." In the misted of what had happened, Andol still had not forgotten about what Wit had offered him. His face went back to it's usal blush as he thought about it.
 
"Good! My dad's really great," Wit nodded his head. "You'll love him, he likes to play around a lot, you know, things we are almost too old for anyway, but he's American at heart, likes to play ball, you wouldn't know he was Egyptian too..." Wit laughed, and there was a slight blight of sorrow in his voice, despite the positive things he was saying.

"Oh, you mean you want to see my dic?"

He said it, just so plainly. The words danced across his lips and hung in the air in front of Andol. 'you....want....to...see...my...dic..." all around each other, filling the gap between them.

"Sure, we can definitely do that. But I might fall asleep in there if you don't mind. I'm getting kinda tired. Maybe we can watch a movie?"

Wit looked over at his new friend. it had been a long time since he had actually hung out with someone before, especially with someone who was as smart as Andol was. It sure was a nice change. This was going to be fun!

Wit rubbed his shorts in the darkness and thought about what it would be like to take it out in front of Andol.
 
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