Barrel Sweet Barrel

[AloneWithFriends]

((Once again, as of Tomorrow, I'm going to be gone until the 6th of August...So I hope you can make an exception...Because I'm going to be no where near a computer, but I wanna try and make it up to you. ^.^))

"If you even THINK about touching my barrel," Dante said to the other bums in his alley, as he got up to leave, "You will be DEAD. Understand?"

The other bums nodded, and went on their business. That was an idle threat, of course, but the bums didn't know of that. Dante left the alley, with what little money he had, and prepared to go to a food shop. He wanted food...The remnats of the food he had taken from the ball had either been stolen, eaten, or rotten. He needed food...He had just gotten sick the hour before from starvation.

But that was his life. He was used to it by now. Playing with his earrings, he headed down the way of the cheap marketplace where they sold stale bread. It was food...it worked.

All he could think about was Darius, on his way over. How he acted to him...how he treated him...everything about him...

Even when those muggers stabbed Dante, taking his few coins and leaving him to bleed on the ground, he was only thinking of Darius.

(Sorry, Lyra! See you in a week! I will be active once I get back, I promise!)

[Lyra]

Darius wondered why he was here.
It wasn't the type of place he liked to be. It hurt his eyes and his nose, disgusted him and broke his heart at the same time.
Everyone stared at him, asked for money when he could not give money to all of them.
Why am I coming here then? he asked himself.
He did not expect a reply but it came suddenly.
You'll see soon.
Darius paused, disorientated, his thin face struck with confusion.
It had never been like this before.
This was not his voice.
Who are you?
There was no reply so he continued to walk, emerald eyes flitting from side to side.
Keep going, it's coming soon.
Darius obeyed for the lack of something better to do.
And there he was.
That man from the ball so long ago, the one with the food in his pockets, bleeding on the ground.
Darius fell to his knees beside him, concern filling him to the point he forgot the voice that had been speaking to him.
The magic rushed to his fingertips and then out into the wounds healing them. Desperately, Darius slapped Dante's face gently and then, without even thinking about it, moved forward.
He paused, a moment away from Dante's face.
What are you doing? he asked himself.
Trust me.
He kissed Dante on the lips, trying to wake the Sleeping Beauty.

[AloneWithFriends]

Dante's eyes opened up wide, as soon as Darius' lips touched his.

He REALLY wasn't sure what to think...one moment he was in a great deal of pain, the next, he has a baron kissing him on the lips.

This was...odd...to say the least.

"...Wha...what happened?" He asked while setting himself up on his elbows, not really noticing the extreme hunger that plagued him before or the money that had been stolen. "...What....are you doing here?" He was blushing, not fully with it yet.

He grew a little dizzy, falling back a bit. "...Woah..." He mumbled, as he tried to regain his ballance.

((SORRY IT SUCKS!))

[Lyra]

Darius drew away awkwardly. What had come over him? He tried to puzzle over it but there was no answer.
He looked at Dante's face, confused. "I just found you here...You were bleeding..."
He was blushing too, red flaring up in pale cheeks.
"Do you...Are you alright?"
He moved to help Dante up but then he realized that Dante may be feeling weak or something. He simply offered a hand in the end, after a few moments of fumbling and found himself staring into Dante's green eyes, for once not thinking of someone from the past long gone.

[AloneWithFriends]

Dante accepted the hand greatfully, heavily leaning on Darius as he stood. "...Sorry...I...don't know what happened, really...I just feel...woozy..." Dante said, closing his eyes as he tried to focus his thoughts and his sight.

"Still...You shouldn't be here....It's dangerous for someone as...as rich as you are...to be in the slums..."

Dante was blushing a little more now. For, when Darius was staring into Dante's eyes, Dante was staring back into the green craters of Darius' eyes.

"...You...didn't have to help...if you didn't want t-"

Dante lost his ballance, falling into Darius a little as he tried to right himself again.