Red Sorcery

This is a work of fiction, any similarity to any person or any event is purely coincidental. The next story will contain homoerotic and homosexual between males acts which might be explicit.

The characters on this story are mine any comments and suggestions are welcome write me to this mail: roxjart@hotmail.com

Also i created an account on deviantart so you can see the characters im not the best artist but i try my best http://skyelopez.deviantart.com/

that page might content spoilers from later chapters so see at your own risk

(also sorry for the short chapter)

RED SORCERY Chapter 8

Taylor Davis wasn't the kind of boy that you could call lazy. In fact he didn't like laziness at all.

He wasn't lazy when he had to do lots of school work, he wasn't lazy when he was asked to go run an errand and he wasn't lazy when it was gym class, even if he didn't like it one bit. But like people say, for every rule there's an exception, and the only exception for Taylor's NO laziness rule is: a Saturday morning in his bed.

On Saturdays he would let himself sleep until lunchtime, he kind of deserved it after all the hard work he did at school. But now there was something interrupting his precious and only lazy time, it was his cellphone. He cursed that his parents gave him a phone at that age just because he was responsible enough. And it rang once. And he tried to ignore it, but it rang again and he sighed to see who was calling and when he saw that it was Zachary's number his face grew red and he almost fell from the bed.

Then it rang a gain and he didn't knew if he should answer him, it rang again and he didn't knew what would Zachary want with him... it rang again and he finally answered it.

• H-hello?

• Taylor! Wow you sure take your time to answer the phone.

• Good morning to you too Zachary.

• Oh, eh-he-he. Sorry, good morning Taylor, did you slept well last night?

• Yeah... sure whatever.

Taylor threw himself on the bed and without knowing he smiled listening to every single word he was saying, and then the conversation reached to the point of the call.

• Wait, can you repeat that please?

Asked Taylor getting up and turning up his computer, Zachary smiled to himself and repeated.

• Ok, I need you to go to your computer, check out your e-mail and help me fill those questions so I can win that miracle medicine.

• Wait what? What in the name of cake is miracle medicine?

• Turn up your TV is on every channel.

Taylor turned up his TV and he watched the news with a loud gasp he smiled to himself too.

• You, you can get that medicine for free if you win this contest?

• Yes! I just need to fill those questions send it to them and if I'm lucky they'll pick me!

• Ok then let's see these questions.

They started answering the questions, they were normal questions like your name, your state, region, why would you be picked, your blood type, ethnic, religion, but then the questions got weird.

• Ok question 11; do you consider yourself an evil person?

• That's... a weird question.

Said Taylor as he read it over and over again, then more weird questions appeared.

• There's an imminent danger and you can only save your beloved one or a member of your family, who would you pick?

• Both.

• That's not an option Zach.

• If I had two arms I would be able to save them both, I'll write that and if they don't like it then I'm not meant to be picked for that medicine.

• ...

Taylor smiled to himself he thought that a superhero would answer that kind of question, but he would rather die than say something like that to Zachary.

• Oh the next one is an easy one, sexual orientation?

• ... I'll answer that one myself.

• Wait, you don't want me to know?

• ...No.

Said Zachary with a shaky voice and for some reason Taylor's heart decided to beat hard.

• O-ok then, last question... Oh what the hell?

• Are you reading the same thing as I am?

• Yeah... So, what is your answer?

• ...

Hours later in another part of town Skye was getting out of his family's restaurant after his afternoon shift and was now walking home talking over his phone just enjoying the conversation with his best friend and enjoying of course the beauty that Seagull City had when it was getting dark.

• And then he just kissed you? Oh holy Virgil that's your first kiss Skye!

• I know! Oh god I'm blushing like an idiot right now.

• Take a picture and send it to me.

• No way in hell Rory!

They laughed and talked about some random stuff, Rory was supposed to get out of the hospital this same day, it seemed like the doctors finally realized that he was actually fine, they couldn't explain why but Rory was really fine. Of course Rory didn't tell them about the magic assistance of his best friend. They also talked about Cloud and Dustin and their fight at the hospital, Skye told Rory how they got into an argument at work because of that and how their parents grounded him for a whole month. Rory said that he kept receiving messages from both of them saying sorry, messages that his little brother read out loud without his permission.

• So you're alone tonight?

Asked Rory with a loud sigh when he heard the door of his room opening.

• Yeah, Cloud is working an extra shift as a part of his punishment, so I'm all alone tonight... And Scott keeps texting me...

• Well maybe you should answer him?

• I'm too nervous! His texts are about how beautiful I am and stuff like that and I answer so awkwardly.

• Yeah he came to visit me and talked to me about that.

• Wait he did what?!

• Nothing honey, we'll talk about it later, the genius doctors are here so I need to go bye.

• Wait Rory...

Click

• He hung up right?

Asked Shawn in a bored voice and Skye nodded and sighed, he walked the long way to his house just looking trough the streets and looking outside the stores, he saw a couple of cakes and he decided to bake one today for Rory as a recovery gift. He needed to occupy his night in something since Black Phoenix told him that he was going to be on watch tonight. It seemed like they arranged shifts for this (after a couple of insults and fights of course). Skye finally got home, took out his keys and immediately felt something odd, there was some dark aura on the doorknob, he could see it, it was some kind of sad dark aura but ironically this aura wasn't dangerous, it was dark and sad but not dangerous. Still Skye made a small magic circle in the air spinning his finger and his Shannon gun came out of there, he took it and when Shawn got out of the necklace Skye made him a sign to keep quiet, he nodded in response and Skye opened the door slowly. He got in and closed the door quietly, he followed the trace of the aura with the gun ready, he wanted to transform into Red Sorcery but he was worried that the light from the transformation would attract some enemy so he just snapped his fingers (as quietly as possible) and his mask appeared in front of his eyes. He followed the aura upstairs and then trough the hall that leaded to his room; he clicked his tongue and slowly turned the doorknob. When he came in the light was off and there was someone on the bed, the dark aura was coming out of that person and Skye didn't knew if he should turn on the light to see who that was. In the end he came closer and closer in the darkness of the room and then when he saw the sleeping figure and heard the loud snoring the almost had a heart attack, because he recognized the hair of the person on the bed, he recognized the smell of the cologne and the strong features of his face, because he's been in love with him for such a long time. He recognized the sleeping figure of Mathew sleeping loudly on his bed. He gulped loudly and made his gun and the mask disappear, Shawn was as surprised and he quickly closed the door and got back into the necklace. Skye stared at Mathew for a little while, his sleeping figure was really handsome, but he looked really tired, like he had some sort of problem, actually that dark aura coming out of him was enough proof that he had some sort of huge problem. Skye kneeled down to be at the height of the bed and stared at his face... How was he supposed to make his feelings for Mathew go way when he was in his bed sleeping like this? Why was he in HIS bed to begin with? There was only one way to find out. He sighed and spoke in a small and gentle voice.

• Mathew? Mathew, wake up...

• Mm...

• Mathew...

Mathew slowly opened his eyes, and then he smiled kindly his eyes were filled with love and peace; the dark aura disappeared in a second. Skye didn't knew this but for Mathew, the fact that he got to see Skye's face when he woke up got him a sense of peace and also was a dream that came truth.

• You're back... you're here.

Said Mathew in a soft voice and a kind smile and his hand reached Skye's cheek, Skye got red when he felt Mathew's hand caressing him in a soft manner.

• W-well this is kind of my room, so of course I'd be here.

• Yeah... I guess that's common sense.

Skye took Mathew's hand and put it down, he was blushing hard and Mathew let out a faint laugh and then suddenly took Skye on his arms and pulled him onto the bed.

• W-w-what are you doing?!

Said Skye in a mixture of embarrassment and fear, Mathew laughed out loud and pulled the blanket to cover them both, and after just 5 seconds Mathew was hugging his precious Skye on his bed just like he'd dreamed.

• You are just too cute to be real.

• W-wait a second, are you drunk?

• I'm wasted.

• Mathew! Y-you can come into my house being completely wasted! How did you got inside on the first place?

• Back door unlocked...

• But... why?

Mathew looked at Skye for a moment and squeezed him a little then he took Skye's face on his hands and answered with a sad face.

• I have some... issues right now.

• Yeah I can tell, but why coming here? I mean Scott is your best friend right? You could've-

There were a few things Skye never thought he would see. And Mathew's sad face was one of those things; right now he made the saddest face Skye could ever see, it was so great that he had to stop himself from talking just to see it.

• You don't like it? Me being here? You don't like it?

• N-no! It's not that it's just that... I mean, to you I'm just another friend right? If Scott is your best friend you would probably go with him if you have some issue... Or maybe the issue is him? Are you fighting with him?

• Not right now...

• Then I don't get it...

• Skye...

Mathew pressed his nose with Skye's. Skye could smell the alcohol from his breath and even thought he hated alcohol like Maleficent hates the sleeping beauty he didn't seem to being bothered by the smell if it came from Mathew, because it didn't reek if it came from Mathew, for some reason that smell of alcohol was...Intoxicating. Mathew saw Skye swallowing hard and smiled wickedly.

• ...You are not JUST a friend for me Skye, you... you are way more than that for me, you are my light, when I'm in the darkness I think of you and I don't feel that bad anymore, when I'm doing things I shouldn't be doing I think of you and I stop doing those bad things. And if I can't stop your light makes me feel such guilt that I can't even look at you in the eyes afterwards. But I want to be closer to that light, I want to be closer and then maybe that light would make me a good person again... Skye... you're my light.

• Mathew... I... I really don't understand what is happening to you but if it's something bad then try to stop it ok?

• I can't... I cant stop it... Just...let me sleep a little, stay with me please.

• Ok... ok then lets sleep, everything will be fine in the morning ok?

• Ok...

• And will you talk to me about your problem?

• ...Ok. hey Skye... You got what I said right? You finally get it?

• ...Yeah.

Mathew sighed and fell asleep immediately, but Skye stayed there sobbing silently for a while, because the guy of his dreams just confessed his feelings to him but it was a little too late, Skye already started loving Scott, so he cried, because he was in love with two people and he couldn't choose. He just couldn't. And Shawn couldn't take it any longer, he thought that he shouldn't get involved in human business, that his job as a book was only being a servant, a tool or a furniture but when he saw Skye sobbing silently he realized one certain thing. He loved Skye. Because Skye was the first user of the book in all history that gave him a name, the one who joked with him and gave him comic books to read, for the first time in all history Shawn felt love for one of his masters and he couldn't bear seeing him cry.

So he decided to use a little magic on his own, he would see who was worthy enough to be with Skye and then he would make everything in his power to get them together. So Shawn decided to intrude Mathew's dreams this night and get into his subconscious and deep into his memories to see how he met Skye and why they fell in love. But seeing other people's memories is a violation to their privacy, because memories are supposed to be secluded by humans in the back of their minds, it's a human right to guard those memories and don't let anyone see them and only share those memories if you want to. Being this case, the spell to see other's memories was really complicated, but Shawn had some years of practice on him. So he got out of the necklace and silently started chanting.

• From the great spirits of sorcery I cast. I cast for the spell to get back. To get back to those memories I pray. For a safe trip to the mind, on and away...

Then a single golden butterfly appeared out of nowhere, the little golden creature flew and touched Shawn when Shawn became a part of that butterfly and the butterfly flew to touch Mathew's forehead. Mathew didn't felt anything, he didn't felt the touch of the creature nor how the butterfly got sucked into his forehead and as if everything was just an illusion there was nothing but darkness on the room. But Shawn was flying; he was flying into the memories of the young boy trying to lay into the right one. The spell to access memories needs to be right and specific, `it is for a body to travel into another's memories' that's the specific description. But since Shawn didn't possessed a human body he only had enough magic to travel to the memories of Mathew that included Skye and his love for him, nothing more, any secrets or any other dark things couldn't be seen by Shawn without a human body. He then... landed on the first memory the moment Mathew noticed Skye...

It was a couple of years ago. Mathew was walking trough the hallways of the school, it was the end of the semester and everyone was eager to be freed from their classes, and others were looking forward to be freed from their old relationships. Shawn couldn't know who it was but he could see trough the memories that Mathew was in love with someone and that person broke his heart, he could also see that it happened a while ago and Mathew was still sad. He was walking like a zombie through the hallways without really looking and of course he hit someone. That someone fell on the ground, the papers that someone was holding went flying in the air and the person was groaning in pain. The hallway was quickly cleaned and Mathew kneeled down to help that person but that person rejected him smacking his hand.

• Ouch! What's the big idea jerk?

• Shut up, I don't need your help, and it was your fault anyways.

• That's why I'm trying to help!

The person on the ground picking up his papers was Cloud Lopez, he looked at Mathew with annoyance and Mathew was totally in the mood to punch him in the face but then there was a loud gasp from behind Mathew and when he looked he saw someone.

• Cloud? A-are you alright?

That someone ran and kneeled besides his older brother and nervously checked his face, Cloud sighed tiredly, put a hand on the head of his little brother and smiled.

• I'm fine Skye; you worry way too much over nothing.

• S-sorry.

Mathew knew who that person was; he was the guy from the rumors. He was Skye Lopez. And when Mathew looked at him picking up the papers in a rush and helping his brother to get up he could confirm those rumors. Skye Lopez was fucking hot.

He wasn't dude hot nor chick hot, was he just like the rumors said: simply and weirdly hot. And that incredibly cute and hot little boy offered Mathew a hand to help him up and he took it without thinking. And was that little touch, that little brush from their skins what initiated the spark. Mathew immediately (and quite violently) took his hand away and Skye took two steps back in fear. Cloud gave a nasty look at the boy and took his brother by the arm and they both went away. For a moment Mathew just stood there watching at his hand and while the warmth from Skye's brief touch went away long ago he could still feel it. And he did it... he actually freaking put that hand in his lips and the spark started to get stronger.

Suddenly there was a movement on the memories and in a flash of light Shawn was sent to another memory.

It was a week later from last memory. It seemed like Mathew spent some time thinking about Skye and found him online, he would stare at his picture for a while trying to figure something out but then he decided that was weird and kind of what a stalker would do so he stopped, he didn't even friend requested him, that would be weirder.

So to clear a little bit his mind he decided to take a walk... well, drive to the park and take a walk there. He was walking feeling the cold wind traveling trough his spine and then he heard a voice. It was a song, and oddly enough he knew that song, it was something his mother used to listen a while ago before being sucked into her job; it was Bizarre Love Triangle.

He followed that voice and he found Skye, he was sitting under an old tree, headphones on the ears and his eyes closed. He didn't have his glasses or the usual winter knit hat on his head. Mathew looked at him for a moment, just stared at him like he was some sort of angel singing, then when he stopped Mathew just had to applaud the performance. When Skye heard this he jumped and in merely 1 second he was on his feet trembling, with fear in his eyes and a blush on his face. Mathew thought that it was an adorable sight, and smiled kindly.

• That was awesome! You should become a singer or something.

Mathew thought that complimenting him was the way to talk to him, after all compliments always made him feel sure of his own self, and he loved getting them, but boy, he was wrong, he was wrong all the way to Canada. Skye took his things and turned around, trembling like he was lime jell-o, his face was as red as a strawberry in his cinnamon skin and Mathew really needed to stop thinking about food while watching at Skye.

• W-wait, are you alright? Did I say something wrong?

Skye just denied with his head and tried to run but in an impulse Mathew took his arm and made Skye face him.

• Do you hate me or something?

• W-what? N-no...

• Then why do you keep running away from me?

• ... I... I'm scared... Please let me go...please...

• Wait no, I'm not scary, I don't have a scary face right? I mean it's not like I'm Jason or something.

Skye looked at him with an odd glance and when Mathew noticed that he stopped trembling he tried to keep talking like this.

• And my face it's NOT burned like Freddy's, I mean the biggest burnt I've had it's a sunburn.

• ...

Another weird glance, Mathew knew he just needed one more to get a smile.

• And don't let me start about how I don't look like the hell raiser I mean, really! I'm a handsome dude!

Then Skye snorted, he started laughing and Mathew could let go of his arm, Skye tried to cover his mouth in the useless attempt to NOT let his weird laugh get out. Mathew looked at him laughing; it was such a happy laugh, a sincere happy laugh that charmed him right away. He liked that dorky laugh immediately. He decided right there that he wanted to date Skye.

Suddenly the world twisted itself and melted at the sound of a phone call, Shawn looked how on Mathew's phone there was a name: Father. And then he was transported to another memory.

It was in a library, the city's library to be precise, Mathew was looking trough some science books, but for some reason the letters of the book and the reasons why he was looking trough those books was all blurry from Shawn's point of view. Maybe it was because it had nothing to do with Skye that all those things were blurry.

Then Mathew heard a little voice and a little sob, he closed the book, put it in its place and like a cat he let the curiosity get the best of him and followed that sob, he peeked trough a bookshelf on the back of the library, it was dark but there was a little light shining part of the person who was sobbing. It was Skye.

• Daddy... Daddy listen... No... please listen...

He was pleading, he was sobbing, no, he was crying and Mathew didn't wanted to be meddlesome but he just couldn't look away when he saw the boy he already decide he liked crying like that. So he hid there behind the bookshelf and listened to the boy sitting on the floor.

• ¡Papi escucha! No es como si quise algo de esto ¿Lo entiendes? No es como si yo pedí nacer así, por favor, regresa a casa... Mami... ella te extraña mucho...

`Daddy, listen! Its not like I wanted any of this, you get it? It's not like I asked to be born like this, please, come back home... Mommy... she misses you a lot' that's what Skye was saying, Mathew was glad that he learned Spanish in the past, but watching him like that made him wish he didn't knew what he was saying. It seemed like the rumors he heard at school were true. His dad in the end couldn't take Skye's sexuality so he started to drink and left home a week ago. Mathew wanted to run there and hug him but he couldn't move. He didn't know him so well either; he just couldn't go there and comfort him when he didn't know him.

• Really? Really? You're coming back tomorrow then? Yes... Yes Daddy... Yes I understand... No... no don't apologize, I...

Skye's voice suddenly changed, it seemed like his dad heard his pleads, his voice was still being cut by sobs but this time it was a happy voice, he even laughed a couple of times and smiled with little tears on his eyes.

• Yes daddy I get it... I love you too, thank you... goodbye.

Skye hung up and just broke down crying with a smile on his face. If you who are reading this had cried of relief, you will get it. You will get that cry with smiles and a bittersweet feeling in your heart. Skye was feeling this and Mathew just had to get close.

• Hey there again...

Skye just looked up and as usual a sudden scary feeling climbed trough his spine but right now he didn't mind, he was happier than scared. So he surprised even himself when he answered in a trail of a voice.

• Hi...

Mathew just stared at him and finally when he was able to move again he started to search for something in his bag. He sat down besides Skye and gave him the thing he was looking for. It was canned coffee.

• Want some?

Skye quickly nodded and snatched the coffee from Mathew's hand and started drinking. There was nothing surprising in this, after all Skye's blood was more caffeine than plasma since coffee was his favorite drink, and who wouldn't just snatch their favorite drink from someone else's hand when they are offering it? The answer is: Anyone. Not even the polite Skye Lopez.

• Whoa hold on there buddy, that's my last can!

Skye suddenly stopped drinking and gave him back the can and hid half his face into his winter knit hat.

• Hey... I was just... kidding?

• S-sorry...

• Don't sweat it buddy...

Suddenly, silence, a deep silence that filled the whole place, Mathew knew he had to say something, anything.

• So, what are you doing here?

`Good one Mathew! You just heard what he was doing here! He was crying a fucking river and you just asked what he was doing here? You suck!' Mathew punished himself mentally when those words came out of his mouth, luckily, Skye had another answer. He smiled and looked up, looking at the books on the top shelves.

• I just like it here, I like sitting besides the fiction novels and sometimes besides Agatha Christie's works. It relaxes me to read something here, between the smell of the old books and the dim lights.

• ... yeah, I know what you mean.

That was the moment, when Mathew realized he didn't just liked him, he realized that he needed him that he wanted him in every way possible, even in a sexual way, he just looked at him and he wanted to posses him like nothing else in the world, he wanted to be his one and only love. He wanted Skye Lopez to himself, and nothing was going to stop him... Literally nothing...

• My name is Mathew, by the way.

• Skye... Skye Lopez.

And then the whole world darkened itself, Shawn was pulled out of the memories and was floating on Skye's bedroom, he saw just how much Mathew loved him, a love that was going to sacrifice everything, he just saw that kind of love a few times on his past adventures with his other masters and seeing it again made him want to do something for Skye, because that love was strong, there was something odd about Mathew but his love was sincere and humans always told him that the important part in love is how strong it is, so Shawn took a decision right there. He was going to do everything to make Mathew win Skye's heart.

The next morning was an awkward morning for Skye; no... it was the most awkward morning ever! Because the moment he opened his eyes he found himself in front of Mathew's face, he was staring at him with a smile and Skye realized that last night wasn't a dream. Mathew got closer and hugged him under the covers; the chilly morning was nothing for the warmth that their bodies were sharing and Mathew kissed Skye's nose and smiled when he turned bright red.

• Good morning love...

• H-hey...

• Are those your morning greetings?

• S-sorry! G-good morning Mathew.

Mathew hugged him tightly and whispered a quiet `that's better' on his ear, Skye got redder and had to stand up before his body could react from all the hotness he started to feel down below. But Mathew just hugged him and pulled him back on the bed, they laid for a second there, Mathew hugging him from behind putting Skye between his legs and Skye's butt was just on Mathew's crotch, Mathew tried not to get a hard on but he failed, and Skye felt it.

• Skye...

Mathew whispered, his hard on pressing against Skye's perfect butt and with their hearts beating like they were going to explode in thousand of pieces.

• Can you feel me Skye? Do you feel how fucking HOT you make me?

• P-please stop.

Skye didn't like to admit this because it definitely didn't fit his shy image at all but if there was something that could turn him on for good it was dirty talking. He didn't have any sexual experiences before but he read stuff online before and dirty talking always got him going.

• I really want to make you mine Skye.

• Ok please stop already!

• I don't want to, why should I? I know you love me, I can hear your heartbeat right now, and I know that you love me Skye, I just know it, I feel it...

• P-please just stop.

• Why should I?

• Because I love Scott too!

Mathew stopped Suddenly, Skye took this opportunity to escape from his embrace and then he looked at Mathew's face and boy he sure was surprised, because in that face was a mixture of feelings that he'd never seen in anyone before.

• H-he told you?

• W-wait you knew?!

Mathew tried to get up and fell on the bed feeling dizzy and confused, he looked like a lost child and then he just passed out. Skye sighed out loud and tried to hunt away a headache. He thought about what to do with Mathew in this situation, he couldn't take him home, he didn't knew his parents and they'll be mad if they see him like this, that's for sure, and he couldn't take him to Scott's that would be the worst idea ever and he didn't knew any of his teammates... well... He only knew one. Skye wasn't going to enjoy this at all...

In his life, there were a few things Dustin Perry wouldn't expect, he wouldn't expect that his mother would die in that hugely insane car accident, he wouldn't expect to fall in actual love with a boy and he wouldn't expect for that boy to love him back. And right now he was going to add another thing he wouldn't expect in his life. Because Dustin Perry would never expect to see Skye Lopez at his doorstep trying to hold a really drunk Mathew Jones on his feet, yeah, it he could feel that it was going to be a hell of a weird day.

• Please... please take care of him I can't deal with him right now.

• Why is he like that?

• I don't know Perry! He showed up at my house last night and...

• Wait he did what?!

Asked Dustin out loudly while taking his team's captain on his arms and carried him inside.

• J-just don't tell anyone, it'll be bad for his reputation and all that. The point is that you need to take care of him.

• Ok why would I?

• Because he is like your captain? And you freaking own me?

• ... Ok you have a point in both of those... I'll take care of him.

• Thank you.

Skye sighed and he knew that his headache was going to be there all day.

• Look, if you want any help tell me. If you're ok then I'll be on my way.

• ... It's alright; I can take care of a drunken teammate, not the first time it happens.

• Ok, then I'll be on my way.

Skye was about to get out when Dustin stopped him with what he said.

• And about that thing of ruining his reputation, that's not going to happen. He confessed to you right?

Skye turned around, his face grew red and Dustin let out a little laugh, it was actually the first laugh that Skye saw from him that wasn't a snicker or a smirk.

• H-how do you know about that?

• Its fucking obvious you know? How both Scott and Mathew are into you. I noticed a long time ago but my teammates noticed just a couple of months ago. So you don't have to worry about their reputation, they're fine as long as we keep winning.

• ... everyone noticed but me?!

• Hah, Pretty much.

Skye scratched his head and Dustin laughed a little bit, then Dustin realized that... Skye was just some boy, some human, he'd been treating Skye like trash or something worse for such a long time and right now he was there just looking like the thing he was... a human. Dustin felt regret, for all the things he'd done to him, he knew that if Scott or Mathew were to date Skye then all the bullies would stop bothering him, that's the way the social chain worked at school. He felt like there were a lot of things wrong with that system.

• ... I'm sorry Skye... I know that it's not enough but, for all the things I've done, I'm really, really, sorry... I treated you like crap and you didn't deserve any of it, you were just being you and we treated you like a monster... I'm sorry. Skye looked at him in amusement, he then walked towards him and looked at him in the eyes looking for some kind of lie, but the only thing he could see, was Dustin saying the truth. So he smiled...

• That's enough, after all this years and all the things all I wanted was an apology, I'm fine now, thank you.

• B-but it's not nearly enough! There must be something to make it up to you!

• Just... Make my best friend happy ok?

• ... Skye...

Skye smiled and heard a thank you from him and that was all he needed, after all the punches and the hurting there was something they could never take away from Skye, and that was... his kindness.

Later that day Mathew woke up, with a sound headache and feeling dizzy as hell, he looked around and found himself on his teammate's living room. Dustin saw him waking up and turned off the TV.

• Good morning captain.

• Mm... Perry? Where am I?

• My house, you got drunk, went to Lopez's house and probably molested him or something then he came here telling me to take care of you and here you are.

Mathew suddenly got up with a shocked face and then fell on the couch groaning in a mixture of pain, shame and stomach sickness.

• Ok calm the hell down captain. Take this and chill out.

Dustin gave him a glass of water and some aspirin; he drank it quickly and sighed.

• I really went to Skye's house?

• You mean you can't remember?

• I remember... Some of it...

• Oh so you remember the part when you confessed your feelings for him?

Again, Mathew tried to get up but fell again on the couch feeling even dizzier than before, Dustin rolled his eyes and took got up to look for something on the kitchen. He came back with a can of soda and sat down.

• Ok don't freak out, first we all know about you wanting to get on Lopez's pants, hell, half the team want to do it too but they won't admit it. Second... The bullying will stop now, at least me... I won't touch him again... I swear that for me, it doesn't matter anymore if my team's captain wants to date the supposedly hottest boy at school.

• ...

• Third, just out of curiosity, what are you going to do now?

Mathew looked at the ceiling while thinking, he let out sighs (a lot of sighs) while thinking.

• I just don't know, I mean... I confessed to him and... I did that stuff to him.

• Oh so you DID molested him? I was just guessing.

• Y-you were?

Dustin started laughing and Mathew tried to throw a cushion at him but he had a lousy aim when he had a hang over.

• I hate you Perry.

• Whatever, so... You realize you have competition right?

• You mean Scott?

• Yeah... I was checking his online profile today, he is putting lots and lots of happy stuff on his status and love lyrics, is fucking creepy and I guess that he...

• Confessed to Skye too? Yeah he did.

• Do you thin he said yes?

• No, I don't think so but... I am not giving him a chance to say yes, if he is going to say yes to someone.

• It's going to be you?

• Exactly!

Dustin smiled.

• See? You do know what to do.

Meanwhile at Jones Pharmaceutics' Company.

The ice cold looking secretary walked behind a tall good looking man, with a black gaze and well straightened blond hair, he was wearing a black suit that fitted his well build body like if it was made only for him and he had a smile that could both scare and melt anyone. This extremely good looking middle aged man was Mathew's father, the one and only Mr. Jonathan Jones. He was the president of Jones Pharmaceutics' Company and a master mind villain to say the least about him.

• Where is my son?

• Throwing a tantrum over your decisions sir.

• Oh that's just like him, he is all for testing his own products on animals but when I wanted to taste on humans well, a little convincement needed to be done.

• Threatening to kill the boy he loves was a cold move. I personally like it sir, I came to respect you even more when you did that move.

• Oh thank you very much! But I am not raising your pay.

• ... it was worth the try.

• Anyways, when I did that he agreed to test this drug on humans, he still thinks that they are all homeless! Ha! As if I would taste this drug on some hobos.

• Yeah, after all, the drug needs to be tested on blood compatible humans.

• Exactly, there are not much people that are compatible with this drug, well if he knew that we kidnap them then he might throw a tantrum again. Such a naïve boy.

• ... He won't find out... Sir how are you convincing him this time?

• Mm... I should break someone's bones, maybe someone near that boy... what was his name? Heaven?

• Skye, Skye Lopez. Well if we do that he would agree to keep on helping us, now that you are leading this operation and making it a terrorist attack... I think we might as well break his best friend's bones, just to be sure he'll agree.

The man closed his eyes thinking and kept walking towards the hallways of the company; he opened his eyes and looked at the secretary who was coldly waiting for a response.

• No, its fine, I think I'll find a different approach. On a different matter, do we have a candidate for that contest?

• The one you made to test the drug? Yeah I have the results right here, there's a child that catch my attention.

• Your attention?! You?! Wow, this kid must be the real deal then. Who is it?

• Zachary Bennett, his answers were... promising.

She handled the papers to him and he read every answer with a smile on his face, then when he reached the final question his smile grew wicked and scary, he even let out a small laugh and nodded his head while closing the file.

He was pleased with this subject; he was pleased to find Zachary Bennett.

To be continued...