FINALLY GOT AWAY [koby]

[fiore andreas ghirlandaio]

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[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #2F2F2F; border-radius: 0px 8px 0px 0px; padding: 30px 5px 10px 0px;] [STYLE=font-family: arial black; font-size: 40px; color: #EDEDED; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -3px; line-height: 28px; margin-left: -4px;]HAT I'VE BEEN LIVING FOR [/style][STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 9px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #EDEDED; text-align: justify; padding: 0px 15px 0px 15px;]❝ AND NOW YOU'RE KNOCKING ON MY FRONT DOOR, THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN LIVING FOR, EXCUSE ME WHILE I LAUGH MY ASS OFF. ❞ [/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #EDEDED;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █ Fiore’s pen scribbled furiously on the recycled paper sheet. A list of groceries he was supposed to buy for his brother’s apartment was being used to vent out his sudden yet very welcome bout of inspiration. It wasn’t common that he found something as random as paper bag being carried away by the wind giving him inspiration but it happened. In fact, Fiore could say his muses had been behaving rather nastily since he moved from Italy to France. He guessed it had to do with the difference in time zones and also with the fact that he was pretty much forced to share a place with someone who clearly didn’t like him that much. It was a long series of little things that made him lose his inspiration but Fiore was glad to see that it was slowly coming back. Thirty minutes and two paragraphs later Fiore sat up straight giving the once neatly written list of objects turned into a mess of scribbles and crossed off words. The satisfied look on Fiore’s face indicated he was most pleased with the result. It was actually a very random song, one that didn’t have to do much with anything but Fiore picture it being sung in a somewhat upbeat tune that would bring people’s spirits up. He didn’t even have a definite theme for the song, it was a mumbo jumbo of things and feelings that even though didn’t mesh together in perfect harmony they didn’t seem to clash either, thus making the song perfect for his liking. Just in time too! He had an assignment to turn in later that day and he had no idea what he could use for it until now. Leaning back on the bench Fiore finally looked up from his work. It was barely midday but the school courtyard was nowhere near crowded. Perhaps not many people had free time like he did or perhaps they were cooped up inside the cafeteria. Either way the solitude was appreciated in a way. Fiore was about to turn back down and return to finish his song when a very well known frame caught his attention. It was none other than Fiore’s new favorite person. Taking so much pleasure in annoying someone should be considered harassment, or at least have some type of legal punishment but Fiore wanted to think Koby didn’t dislike it as much as he claimed he did. Maybe it was his ego talking, maybe he wasn’t thinking clearly or maybe he just chose to ignore everything when the other male appeared before his eyes. Scooping up his assorted school utensils and books and shoving them inside his bag Fiore hurried to the other male before he could escape his grasp. Throwing his arms around the Koby’s neck from behind he proceeded to annoyingly rub his cheek against the other before planting an annoying smooch and letting him go in case Koby decided to elbow his gut or something. “Hey scontroso~” He said cheerfully, letting the Italian slip by for once. “How are you doing? Ate your daily dose of souls to keep yourself angry for another day?” He grinned, not even expecting an answer to that one. Instead he tapped his bottom lip, as if deep in thought or as if he had something serious to discuss for once. “Alright so I’ve been thinking about what we agreed on the other day. You know the ‘me finding you someone to get laid with’. And I didn’t find any butt pirates that could meet your standards but I did find a few people that might be willing to go with it. I’ve got a photographer, you like photographers right? A few are almost as grumpy as you are. I also got an artist, but it’s a girl and she might cling to you afterwards, don’t even know why she’d want to do that anyway. There’s also this drama student that I think you might like~ Of course there’s always the option of going with me and I still throw in the table the ‘leaving you forever alone afterwards’ thing you wanted but… it’s your call.” Fiore’s grin slipped back in, not even caring for the fact that he might be on his way to earn another punch in the face. Speaking of which, there was still a rather visible purple hue underneath his eye but… eh, it gave him a badass look. [/style]

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[koby asher mannix]

Ever since that day Fiore had come into his apartment and literally annoyed him, and the time when he had met him in the grocery shop…Koby felt as if he wasn’t safe anymore. That Fiore would suddenly pop out of nowhere and Koby would have a massive heart attack because of the sudden shock and surprise. What if the boy decided to follow him everywhere now? The idea did haunt him for a couple of days, and those couple of days turned slowly into a week but he decided to let it out of his mind. He couldn’t stay worried about Fiore all the time now; he had other things to worry about. In all the crazy mix with Fiore and having sex with butt pirates, Koby had literally forgotten about Luke for a moment, though that must have been great for his brother because he didn’t have a younger person worrying over him and forcing him to stay indoors.

So maybe the idea of not worrying over Luke was appealing to Koby, he didn’t want to have to stay in Paris and look after his elder brother, the one that should have been looking after him. Koby probably should have been the suicidal one, the one that was ready to burst any second, the artistic one, but Luke took that role head on and he was the one who had to be serious. Sure there could be two suicidals in the family, two crazy yahoos, but what good would that do for his parents? So here he was, an eighteen year old in Paris, looking after his brother and currently in an English lesson, a passive look on his face as he watched the teacher write a few quotes on the board from some famous writer or something or the other. Koby rarely blanked out during a class, but when he did, he id it with the utmost secrecy so that it looked like he was still listening. His hands still continued to write everything that was being thrown at him; it was as if he were some sort of machine, ready to do whatever it was that he was told to do.

The bell rang and Koby stood up, standing behind his desk, his bag stood straight as he carefully entered his books into the bag without denting a piece or crumpling any sort of paper. Once that was done, he was the only one left in the classroom; even the teacher had left but Koby didn’t care, he was used to being left alone. It was only past midday and Koby had no more lessons for the rest of the day, he could stay in the Academy and finish on some work, but that meant people would notice him more, and maybe like Fiore they would try to grab his attention; so he decided to set on for home. Once outside in the courtyard area, he wrapped his scarf around his neck, though it should have spring lately, it was still quite cold and he knew he wasn’t going to be ready for the sneaky weather change that would happen suddenly.

A swore almost left his mouth when he felt someone’s arm being thrown around him and a cheek being pressed up against his own. He scoffed as he realized it was Fiore and his arm immediately began to try and move out of his grasp, his lips in a thin line as he tried to get out of Fiore’s grip without doing anything more than that. Fiore’s attempt at humor was not even noticed by Koby as he pushed him slightly and got out of his grip. Good job Koby! But the only bad thing was some people had noticed and Koby didn’t like attention at all.

His expression was still in a frown as he walked ahead, listening to Fiore’s own words. “Oh gosh, did you actually think I was serious?” He exhaled an annoyed sigh out of his body, a hand rubbing up and down his opposite arm. “Are you going to follow me and find me until I make a decision or something? Because this is getting really annoying and I think you’re going to get another punch any time soon, so if you don’t want that, stay away from me; like I’ve been telling you ever since you met me.”

thoughts| <3333

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #EDEDED;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █ Koby and Fiore were only first years, and no one paid attention to first years, right? It had been a general rule during highschool that Fiore was sure it didn't only applied to schools in Italy. From his hours in front of the tv he could tell that it was a general phenomena in the entire world. First years = nonexistent ghosts unless they had something that caught people’s attentions. Apparently he and Koby had that something since they had starred in one of the school’s famous gossip board entries. Fiore had been mildly amused by the gossip albeit a little concerned with what his brother had to say about it. His sibling apparently had also been part of the school’s gossip before but he knew Castor was the type to ignore that kind of stuff happening to him while making a scene if it happened to someone else. Luckily for Fiore his precious older brother was busy getting engaged behind his back and being his obsessive little self with that giant of a boyfriend he had, thus leaving Fiore alone. The other involved party was of course Koby. Fiore hadn’t received any death threats lately so he guessed the other hadn’t notice, or simply didn’t care. Either way, Fiore wasn’t about to bring the topic up, unless he decided to behave in a particularly annoying way of course. Fiore couldn’t say he knew Koby from head to know and from top to bottom. He didn’t know much about the other besides the fact that he came from Australia (accents ftw), that he had a brother, that he had anger management problems and that he seriously needed to get laid. It didn’t seem to matter, with such a small amount of information Fiore managed to find an uncanny interest in the other male and like someone who was used to get what he wanted whenever he wanted despite not being as pampered as his siblings were, Fiore wasn’t about to let go of the chance to amuse himself while he could. “Oh you’re so mean Koby, and here I go through all this trouble to make you smile at least once. But I was just kidding though, there’s no way I would let some butt pirates or even a boring photographer have their way with you when I can do it myself.” The playful tone in which Fiore spoke made it hard to tell if he was joking or not. Add to that his hand ruffling Koby’s hair and another kiss blown at his way and it was just impossible to tell what the hell Fiore was really thinking. “But you know, you got lucky the first time, you won’t be able to punch me that easily another time.” Smug confidence and a rather annoying smirk topped Fiore’s demeanor. He wasn’t speaking with empty words though, the first time he half let Koby punch him as payment for stealing his first kiss but now that Fiore knew that Koby lied about not feeling anything with the kiss he wasn’t about to let the other punch him again. He didn’t suffer through his sister’s box lessons for nothing! “Speaking of which, how many more kisses do I have to give you so you finally admit you did like it at least one bit?” Fiore grinned, looking down at Koby as he forcefully wrapped an arm around Koby’s shoulders. This brought to his mind the funny description the gossip had used about them. Fiore of course was nice, and Koby definitely was cold and heartless but boring…? Hardly! They just had to sit and watch Koby throw a little temper tantrum to realize how ultimately amusing he could be. Alright, so, it wasn’t like watching a five year old scream and wail for something but if you looked beneath the frown and the stoic stance you could tell that Koby was beyond pissed. The thought just ultimately amused Fiore. The rape part of the gossip had also amused Fiore thoroughly. You couldn’t rape the willing after all! Not that he was about to even dare to mention that in front of Koby of course… not yet at least. [/style]

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[koby asher mannix]

Oh, Koby had definitely seen the gossip. It hadn’t even caught him out at first when he had heard of it because Koby hardly ever paid attention to gossip, he didn’t read the wall, he didn’t look for anything. Sure he had heard there was something about his brother on there, but even that didn’t pick up his own curiosity and it didn’t make him go out to see what people had written. For him, people who wrote gossip and tried to spread it out where people who just didn’t have any lives. They wanted to humiliate and terrorize other people by letting them know about their own big ‘secret,’ but really, it probably wasn’t all too interesting. Even though Koby himself liked to make people feel unworthy, he liked to humiliate people and didn’t like them to be around him, he probably wouldn’t have stooped to such low standards because really, gossip did nothing. If you wanted to humiliate a person, it was better to do it to them in front of their face instead of hiding away and just writing it up and sticking it on. It was just so silly. If you did it in front of a person, there would be so much more fun because sometimes-even fights broke out. And who didn’t love a good fight? Unless you were involved in one of course, when that happened it just made everything in the world even more annoying.

The first time Koby had even noticed the stares was when he had entered late to his creative writing class, he had just dropped off Luke at the airport as he was going back home, or wherever, if he even decided to take a detour somewhere, and had come back early morning. He had thought that h would make it back on time for class, but it didn’t seem like he would since traffic was such a fucker. He had entered the classroom, hair stuck up around the back, still in clothes from yesterday and eyes wide since he didn’t have enough sleep since he had to drive Luke to the airport, wait for him to board the plane and then leave. He didn’t notice the stares at first, or the whispering, everything just seemed pretty much normal. But after half an hour or so of doing his work and feeling intense stare at the back of his neck, he had turned around, only t catch people quickly averting their eyes. It was slightly creepy, sure he looked like a right mess, but what could he do about it?

It was Maisie who had told him about the gossip train though; he didn’t believe her at first. Shrugging it off, but a few more stares later in the next three classes he had that day forced him to believe that there was a rumor about himself and Fiore going around and naturally, being the curious person that he was, he wanted to know what was being said. His eyebrow only raised up when he read about him being ‘boring.’ Yes, he knew that he was boring, he knew that he wasn’t the most fun person in the world, that he seemed to be weighed down all the time; but what could he do? He was like that and even if Luke was gone and he didn’t have as much responsibility as he had before, he was still going to stay the same. Maybe he should just give into Fiore? Wait…what was he saying?

He didn’t even take notice of what Fiore was speaking about, his eyes furrowed together as he thought about the situation. Maybe he should just do it? Give up with life and become a hooker or something? It was much better that way because he’d be much ‘fun’ that way. Sighing, he awkwardly rubbed his neck, eyes glancing upwards to look at Fiore. “Fine. The kisses were all right, could have been a bit better. I’ll do the deed with you, but...you have to be able to seduce me.” He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. Hopefully Koby wouldn’t give into this, but he’d just have to wait and see.

thoughts| hahah koby dislikes the gossip!

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #EDEDED;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █ Fiore was very much used to gossip, which was the reason why he wasn’t even slightly bothered by the board and its shenanigans. Actually, it was likely that his entire family was used to gossip, being who they were and the type of ‘jobs’ they carried out. Fiore remembered his first encounters with gossip at such a young age. Kids whispered behind his back about how weird his siblings were and obviously, how weird Fiore was in turn. At first it bothered him, a lot. Fiore had never been an insecure child but he didn’t like it when people just talked behind his back and stopped whispering once he turned around. It was infuriating and it earned him a one way ticket to the principal’s office more than once. With time he just learned to deal with it, and when his mother laid the cards down to him and explained why his siblings were so weird Fiore found it completely unnecessary to fight against the whispers and the gossips because they were painfully true. With time he just forgot about it and even learned to enjoy it. Such a wicked hobby it was, but oh well, it’s not like he was the only one. Koby’s reaction managed to surprise Fiore. Actually, ‘speechless’ would be a nice word to use. It was really hard to leave Fiore speechless, especially when he usually only had his voice and his wit to defend himself against siblings who liked to torture him but Koby had managed the feat. It didn’t last long though, it never lasted long enough. “Alright that first bit I definitely expected but… are you kidding me?” Fiore’s half amused half surprised face just couldn’t be missed. Despite how little he knew Koby he was pretty sure he wasn’t the type to just fool around like that with people, hence the ‘boring’ part of his description in the gossip board. He did almost give away last time when they met at the groceries store but he quickly took it back. This time he didn’t seem like was going to do it though, which was what surprised Fiore the most. Fiore’s mind was quickly analyzing the situation. For starters he had to remind himself that he was messing with Koby because the other was simply someone easy to mess with. As annoying and relentless as he had been behaving lately he honestly didn’t have the intention to take things further, mostly because he was convinced Koby wouldn’t let him. Well this was obviously a different turn out for things. Secondly, Fiore was ultimately curious as to why Koby changed his mind. Could it be that he really had been persistent enough? Nah, he didn’t think so, besides, he usually left Koby alone unless the other was in his direct line of sight which considering they were in different floors and taking different classes didn’t happen often. Thirdly… well no, there wasn’t a thirdly, Fiore was still too much in shock to think beyond that. It wasn’t bad shock though, it was mostly the amused type. “I’m beginning to think someone beat me to getting you laid!” He said amusedly but stopping on his track, not willing to let the annoying streak continue for once. “Sorry! That was out of line!” He was quick to apologize, not wanting to lose the slim chance he might get with the other student. “Ok , seducing! I can do that. Didn’t even know that word was in your vocabulary… no! sorry! Umh, how about a date then?” He grinned innocently. “That way I can try to seduce you and if you don’t like it I’ll just leave you alone… and call the butt pirates~” Well this definitely wasn’t going like Fiore expected but at least it didn’t look like he’d end up with another black eye. [/style]

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