Buried Myself Alive |Complete|

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] he blinked in surprise, turning back towards the man. a ride? quickly shaking his head, the boy sputtered out multiple no's. "i-i-i w-wouldn't want to b-be a burden!" his house was within walking distance, though the thought of having a ride was tempting... no, dion. he has better things to do than act as your taxi. his conscience was probably right. "be-besides, i, uh..." crap, now he needed a better excuse than just not wanting to be a burden. think, boy, think. "i, um, i still have some t-time before i need to leave." well, that was true. he should be heading back in about half an hour or so. he really should work on his stuttering. otherwise it looks like he's always lying, and he was a horrible liar. and cael was stripping again. was that a constant thing with him? either way, he was having a very hard time keeping his eyes off the man's bare chest. this school--no, this teacher was going to be the end of him. he could just see it now: 'son, why are you failing your business class?' 'because my teacher keeps tormenting my by taking off his shirt.' great, just great.

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael gave into his devil nature, after all, he couldnt always be the good guy, He moved his hips swaying slightly, not of his own free will, but of the naturally thin body he had, he was a dancer in his free time when he was younger, so the sway stayed. He leaned over the desk, getting rather close to the boys face. He let out a devilish grin. "..Now you wouldnt be a burden to me at all doll." he said with a very tempting wink.

He leaned in closer and blew a kiss to the boy before standing up and sitting on his own desk once more. "..But if you have time, ok then. Seriously though, if you want a ride, it is Not any trouble at all... I like driving, it clears my head, helps me think of better lyrics." He said as he stretched his hands abive his head, elongating his back and torso. He smiled back at the boy as he sighed. He was still feeling abit in an evil mood, but he would let the child be for the moment, let him catch his breath.

He pulled his legs up on the desk and tied his shoes better, he was rather tall, much over six foot, so he had to cram himself slightly. Damn his height to all forms of hell and every single layer.

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] yup, this school was going to be the end of him. it definitely was. biting down on his lip, dion leaned back in his chair when the teacher leaned over his desk. his eyes widened, and he was sure that the heat was rising to his cheeks. well... at least he now knew he wouldn't be a burden. but he was sure his face was going to melt with how much he was probably blushing. as soon as cael moved away from his desk, he locked his gaze back on the desk. focusing on the designs on the desk helped him as he really only half-listened to what the man had to say. he was a little too busy making out the faces the dark spots on the wood made and pencil markings from past students. oh, it was always a blast reading what everyone else had to say about classes. there were always things about love, death, and just their overall boredom. at the mention of lyrics, dion snapped his head back up. screw the wood, there was mention of music. "you sing?" assuming that's what he meant by lyrics, of course. he could just be righting something for someone else to sing, but he was curious nonetheless. he should have figured someone of cael's... appearance would do something other than a job that really didn't seem to fit him.

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael felt a bubbling of joy rise up in him as he noticed the boy actually embarassed, not mad. He liked this kid, for some reason he really liked him. He couldnt help but blush himself, he blushed more like a girl, his whole face going red with a majority of color on his cheeks. He gulped as he turned his back to the boy, not feeling like letting the kid see. "..Yeah.. I uh.. I sing in a band.. probably isnt your style...Isnt most people's style.." He said softly as he smiled.

Now you see, bringing up Cael's singing was what made the man beam in pride, then again he wasnt really the type to show it, he did take pride in very few things. His music being one, his apperance being the other. Most would think that he looked like some sort of Industrial Gypsy, which was sort of the main point for him. He stood apart. He liked being as different as he could, and granted, he was NOT always like this as a child. He was actually the opposite up untill he was fifteen. Then things changed. But he really began this act when he was twenty or so, maybe younger.

He finally smiled as he heard his phone ring, playing one of his own songs, Unfurl. He took it from his pocket as he looked at the screen. He winced before he held a finger up to Dion. "..Yerllo?" He asked as there was noise on the other end. you could make out almost each word from far away. "Why the hell havent you called me..... No I will not be Ignored Gwynfor!". Cael only sighed as he spoke once, "..Goodbye Alex." He hung up the phone before smiling. "..My Apologies"

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] oh, so he was in a band? that sounded interesting. considering he was working as a teacher, they probably weren't doing very well just yet. probably a garage band. oh, that was a good game. wait a minute, dion, don't get sidetracked just because you're waiting for your face to cool down. it worked, though, because the blush slowly began to fade from his cheeks. he had never actually seen a band before. there was one concert in new york that he wanted to go see, but his father wouldn't allow him. it couldn't even remember the name of the band now that he thought about it. huh... that was strange. he was normally very good at remembering names. then again, that was a couple of years ago. new memories probably just buried the name somewhere in the back of his head. the junior flinched as music began to play. he glanced over at his teacher, blinking a couple of times when he found the source of the music. cael's phone? that was an interesting ringtone. he had never heard it before. then again, he wasn't one to download songs or anything for his phone. no, he just stuck to the usual ringing. how boring, huh? he couldn't help but stare as cael listened to the person on the phone. and then hung up. "who was that?" he shouldn't ask, but curiosity did kill the cat. or in his case the little japanese boy. and cael didn't seem very enthused about being called by whoever that was, so he could only assume it was someone he didn't like.

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael turned as he smiled, his face still holding the blush, he had forgotten and the boy's words seemed to snap his desire to hide. he stood as he moved and sat, in the chair, next to the boy as he laid his cheek on the desk, he looked harmless and young as he was at the moment. "..I feel like I can trust you... Honestly.. It was an ex boyfriend of mine. He wont stop calling and just.. He's not understanding that I cant make it work with him.. He seem's to think it's the age."

He sighed as he closed his eyes, smiling ever so softly "..I mean, i have no problem, he's Sixteen, basically a man... but I just cant deal with the calling and the yelling about who I'm with.. It irks me... Dont.. er.. tell anyone about this.. ok?" He said softly, opening his eyes to look at the boy that was sitting not even a few feet from him. He hated talking about his former lover, then again it was something that he did need to get off of his chest.

But why to this boy, what could he possibly be thinking. You meet a new boy and all of a sudden you trust this kid with your damn life story. That was NOT Cael's style by any means, but he figured it couldnt hurt for a day.

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] his eyes traveled as the teacher walked, following every movement. dion shifted around, turning until he was facing the desk cael sat at. he listened intently, shifting around a little more to make himself more comfortable. at least he could be trusted. it wasn't like he was going to go off to tumblr or something and talk about today. no, he wasn't like that. cael's problems and secrets were safe with him. the only ones who he would ever tell about it were mister bibs and kaltz. when his parents are off at work and his sister at her friends' houses, those two would hear his entire life story at least five times. they were good to talk to, and they never repeated it to anyone of the human variety. they probably told the next door neighbor's poodle or the random squirrels, but it wasn't like they could actually tell anyone. dion wasn't prepared for the age of cael's ex, though. sixteen. well, uh, that wasn't that bad, honestly. as long as cael wasn't, like, secretly fifty-two or something. oh, look, his mind was making up things again. he blinked off the shock, nodding to his teacher. "don't worry. i won't tell a soul." human. a human soul. he wouldn't tell a human soul. the boy bit down on his lip, thinking. so this sixteen year old ex was bugging cael because he couldn't figure out that it won't work between them. because he can't figure out that it's because he's being too clingy and possessive? that's what it seems like to him. "why don't you just tell him why?"

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael smiled, sitting up just slightly and turning his body to Dion, he placed his elbows on his own knees and placed his chin on his hands. He shook his head as he smiled, closing his eyes. "..I have.. Trust me.. But he's a thick headed guy.... Thank you for Listening Dion.. It's strange to talk about these thing's to another person.. but Nice.. It is Nice." He said softly as he shook his head, his eyes focusing on Dion's face. He felt his mind racing as he shuddered. He couldnt think of too much other then his impure thoughts.

"..You really are an attractive man Dion, and smart from what I can gather." He spoke softly, as if he was whispering. He leaned in only slightly, his face a few inches from Dion's as he smiled, his eyes seemind to focus into the boy's as he weighed his options. To tempt the wrath of his own mind, or to give into his very primal urges that had themselves backed with emotion.

As usual Mr.Guthrie was playing a dangerous game that risked most of what he held close over a pit of flames. But then again, could he really live his life any way besides in and out of the fire? Was it really his style to be so careful and so gaurded against everything. Regardless, the ball was in the kid's court now.

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] thickheaded indeed! he was almost embarrassed to be part of the teenage race at times. it's even worse when you watch the students running down the school hallways, acting like idiots, no matter how much it amused him. but to those who acted like... uh... alex, was it? yeah, that was it. to those who acted like alex, he had absolutely no sympathy towards. if the person broke up with you, then it's over, unless it was over something stupid like video games. he's seen that happen before with one of his friends back in scottsville. he nodded once more, happy he could have lent an ear. he was perfectly find with listening to the problems of others, even if he just met the teacher today. honestly, he was glad he stopped by after school, letting the blaring music from before guide him. despite the embarrassment and stripping teachers, of course. then again... no, bad dion. speaking of dion, he was being addressed. the boy blinked, just barely picking up what cael had said. the blush formed on his face once more. he didn't expect to be called attractive today, or any day really. oh, what was the quote from tumblr people would use? ... oh, right. senpai noticed me! though sensei noticed me would fit in this situation better. eheh, he should really stop thinking and start staring, which is exactly what he did. when did cael get this close?

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael smiled as he slowly extended his hand, the fingers softly brushing agaisnt Dion's blushing cheek, his own face as scarlet as blood spilt from a fresh wound. He felt his heart pounding agaisnt his chest. He couldnt help it, he had to tempt the fate's that be once more. He was quite accustomed to this old song and dance, but it never made it any less fun. Oh my no, the part that was less fun was when he had to break a heart. he would get swept up in the chase as he was so doing now.

"..Dion, May I Partake of a Kiss?" He asked softly as he leaned in slowly to the boy's lips. If he moved of course it would be a kiss to his cheek, or to the air. But of course if he allowed the kiss, it would be wonderful. The piercings on his lips, warm and adding all forms of texture that would deepen the tender moment. He would let whatever the action be pass without question. He was growing sloppy and stupid. Not at all like Gwynfor.

He was typically much slower with things, but of course this was not a normal chase, this was one played in such a broad place, where any number of things could go wrong. It was a stupid and foolish game he was playing, but that made it all the sweeter.

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] remember those muscles that had stopped tensing a while back? yeah, they were tensing again. for what, he couldn't tell. it was either the touch of his teacher's fingers on his cheek or just the fact that he was really close. never before had someone been this close to him. he was normally very good about fleeing the scene before anything happened. this was probably why he was able to remain pure for so long, while others would have already started dating in elementary school. dion gulped at the question, keeping his brown eyes locked on cael's. he, honestly, didn't know how to respond to that. how could he? if he moved, his teacher would miss and things would probably go downhill from there. yet on the other hand, if he didn't move, his first kiss would be taken, which would technically be illegal since he was still illegal. oh, but the thought of not being teased for never being kissed if the topic ever arose after this... the boy didn't notice that, while he was lost in his thoughts, cael had closed the space between them. he... he couldn't believe he actually let this happen. it felt so weird, another's lips against his, the warmth... the feeling of metal against his skin was also a little strange, but he didn't move backwards just to get the feeling away. no, he just sat there, dumbfounded. if it wasn't obvious, no amount of comics or tumblr could have prepared him for today.

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael smiled as he held the kiss for only a few moments, he removed his lips from the boy's as his red face smiled. "..I..er..uh.. L-Let me D..drive you home" He stuttered out as he smiled, he stood and grabbed his bag as he felt his body flush with heat. He stood by the door and motioned for the boy to come with him. He didnt know why, but this felt right and completly wrong at the same time, innocent yet corrupt and he couldnt tell if he loved or hated it.

He looked to the boy as he held his car keys in hand and just waited to go. it wasnt as if he wanted to leave, but he wasnt about to let himself get carried away, not after the last time he made the mistake/choice of dating a student, or much less dating and mating with one. Then again, it was Cael, and true to his Irish nature, he was a handful of mischief.

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] when the kiss stopped, he couldn't help but lift his hand up to touch his lips. he stared off into space for a bit, blinking every once in a while. he couldn't believe he actually let that happen. he just... he was never to speak of this to his parents or anyone, really, but something told him he wasn't going to be distracted by this for a while. snapping out of his thoughts, dion turned his head towards the door. oh, right. he had a home to get back to, didn't he? slowly standing up, he retrieved his messenger bag from the floor. resting the strap on his shoulder, he moved over to the door, biting down on his lower lip. he kept his eyes low, mainly so he could study the floor tiles. this... was certainly an interesting day. ooc: bluh, short.

[Cael Gwynfor Guthrie]

Cael smiled as he led dion out the door to his car, it was a strange one if anyhting for a teacher to be driving. A newer model all black Viper. A very expensicve little toy. He opened the door for Dion and then slid into the driver's seat, not worrying about a seat belt he turned to Dion. "..So Tell Me where Im going." He said as he turned the key's, the car roaring to life.

He smiled as he began driving, actually rather faster, faster then he probably should have been, he didnt turn the Radio on, he was far too distracted to be listening to music, all in the back of his car were Cd cases, a few shirts, many obviously not belonging to him, and a bag in the floor of the back. This was his very own home away from home.

ooc: S'ok

[Dion Merlo]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/icsdy1.png] woah. that was one fancy car for a teacher to have. either this school paid very well or cael knew how to save up money or get into debt. he was actually a little scared to get into such a car, afraid he might scratch it or something. however, since the door was already opened, he had no choice but to get in. closing the door after him, dion pulled the seat belt across his chest, buckling it. had this been his parents driving, he would have left the seat belt off since he would have been in the back seat. no, while in the front seat, he was buckling up. "just turn left and drive down two blocks. just look for the dalmation waiting by the door." see, he wasn't that far from school. he could have walked instead of wasting cael's gas. speaking of which, was he going a little fast? instinctively, the boy brought his messenger bag up to his chest, clinging to it as though it were a lifeline. and this was why he preferred walking...