Thats Highschool For You Ch. 2

Story by Brugiliscious on SoFurry

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#1 of Thats Highschool For You


Disclaimer, this story contains: hot steamy homosexual romance, and a hotel room, do not read unless 18/21 or older (whichever is the legal age in your locale) and you have no problem with any homosexual, transexual, bisexual, or asexual themes actions personalities or behaviors as depicted in this story

All carachters are copyright to Frud (A.K.A. Dj Brugi) and i appoligize if any of the characters bear a resemblance to anyone in real life or as a fictional character that you know of, please let me know and i will try not to use them in the future without permission. all locations in this or any of my other stories work in the same way, relation to real life is purely coincidental and i appoligize if it upsets you.

now if you got through that and your still here, let the story unfold! ;3

thats highschool for you- Chapter 2

"Hi, the name's Axen."

"Nice to meet you," I said, staring into those beautiful grey-blue eyes, "So whatre you staying in the hotel for? Vacation?"

"No... Promise not to laugh?..." He said kinda shyly, as he broke eye contact.

"Sure," I spoke up, "I mean im here for the con, and thats pretty nerdy," I plastered a smile on my face so he could see that he could say he was playing chess in the womens bathroom and I'd still be okay with it.

"O-oh," he stammered, "thats what im here for too... That and the rave that was tonight."

I decided that id freak him out a little at this point, so all i said was; "i was one of the DJ's for it, DJ Bruji," And watched as he practicaly knocked the entire shelf over in suprise. "Woah, easy there kitty"

"I-Your mixes are the best.. But i thought you were at least 17..."

"I get that a lot but nope its me, all 6"4' of me" I said, "Hey, why dont you hang with me for a while? i mean theres still 2 days after tonight for the con... What do you say?"

"Alright," He said, his nervousness seeming to dissappear instantly, "I'd love to "

"Haha, easy there tiger. so whatcha wanna do? My rooms kinda crowded so i was thinking 'anywhere but there."

"We could chill in my room," Axen said, "How about that?"

"Sounds good to me," and with that we left the convenience center and headed towards the elevator.

On the way to the 6th floor, we found out that we actually lived in the same neiborhood, only 2 streets apart actually, and went to the same highschool; Franklinson High. But as soon as we got into his room he turned and with an extremely serious face asked me if I was a homophobe. The look in his eyes was one of extreme pain and sadness, the way i would imagine the eyes of the damned would look. What was worse than that thought was that he was so tense that you could have cut the air around him with a plastic spork.

I didn't know what to say so, without thinking, I hugged him instead, and for a second I was sure did the wrong thing because he got even more tense and felt as if he wanted to run, but slowly he hugged me back and started sobbing into my shoulder. The entire time the only thought in my head was; I think I love him. Then it wasn't so much as a realization as a statement: I love him.

I sighed contentedly, and for the first time, I felt whole. I let go of him and asked him if he would be okay, and he said yes, but he also asked if I could spend the night and comfort him, and of course i said yes.

As we lay on the bed, him curled into a ball, and me with my arms around him, we felt each other and knew that we were there for each other, if not always, then at least for the moment. finally, after what felt like minutes but was probably hours, I felt him trancing the blue designs on my arms and left leg. I'd traced them so many times that I knew them by heart so when he got to the pattern near my elbow I whispered into his ear, "The one on the inside of my elbow is the shape and color of 'Uranicus Puteulanus' of the 'Rosaceae" Family..."

"Thats beautiful, what does it mean?"

"It means; the mystery blue rose... only one existed in the world and the day it wilted was the day you could finally tell that that blue spot, which used to be just a splotch, actually had a shape, and when we compared it to a picture, it was the exact same shape too..."

As it fell sillent, and his hands moved lower my mind wandered and finaly focused, but i didn't appreciate what it settled on, and before i could think about it, I whispered "All of the blue and black are natural but they're in more places than on my arms and leg..." and finally after i almost considered that he might not have heard me he whispered back.

"Can I see?... If you're okay with that I mean."

I sat up, and while he tried to stammer an appology for saying what he did I slid my shirt over my head, and asked if he wanted to see where it ended. My hand moving in front of his face was enough to jar him back to reallity that my question had removed him from, only to set him into his fantasy world, whatever it may have been about. All he said was one word, "Yes..."

To Be Continued