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Post by Blaze Voltolini on Sept 14, 2014 22:38:20 GMT

Blaze was slightly relieved. His gym class was the last class of the day. He preferred it this way. He could hide in a corner until everyone left and then he could get ready to leave. The whole shower and change bit. He hated doing that in front of other people. He used to do it easily about a year ago, but then when he turned sixteen, there was a bit of a 'rite of passage' for his family. Now he prefers not to be seen without clothes on. He had told his best friend Cyrus that ever person he brought home was generally someone he had slept with, which was true. When he was fifteen. Not any more.

He walked into the locker room and watched as the guys within acted like they normally did. Stupid and immature. It really made Blaze embarrassed for mankind. Literal. He was also embarrassed for womankind too, for having to put up with the crap men did.

Blaze put his headphones in to drown out the sounds around him as he walked to his locker. He pulled it open and started to rummage through it. All he could do is wait. One person left, then another, and another. They were slowly filling out. Blaze sat on the bench in front of his locker and pulled his shoes off. Almost all were gone. He knew that if anyone was around they would question him. It wasn't really his style. He had informed his mother of this before she used some weird druid voodoo and seared it into his upper back. The family symbol. Well, it was his mother's family symbol, not his father's. Apparently the Voltolini family symbol had something to do with a lightning bolt. Ironic. His mother's family 'crest' was very woodland, or celtic, whichever you prefer. It was basically a strange looking ying-yang. He had told his mother as much, but she said it was the symbol of balance. That was a druid's job, to keep everything in balance. She said that too him before she pressed the searing hot metal into his back. He could barely move for a week after that. Luckily it was during summer. No school. He had to lie to Cyrus for a total of two weeks, the young wolf still knew nothing about this moment in Blaze's life.

The symbol itself was burned into his skin and then tattooed over. It was a long and painful process, but one, according to his mother, that he had to go through. It was now healed. He had lived through it, but it still wasn't his style and he really didn't want anyone staring at it. It was an odd symbol for a young teenager to have tattooed to their back.

Blaze sighed as he heard the door shut once more. Everyone was gone. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it into his locker. He pulled his headphones out and set his phone down next to him. He truly was in no hurry.

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Before he was bitten by a werewolf, Cyrus didn't hate gym class. He never cared for it, sure there was a sport or two that he didn't mind playing such as tennis, volleyball and badminton. But it was rare for them to play those games, so he would always stick to the side with Blaze. But after, Cyrus became more athletic, the Coach had even asked him to join the lacrosse team, to which he refused multiple times.

Walking back into the locker room with the rest of the class, Cyrus was happy that he had gym at the end of the day, that way he didn't smell all day long. And if he walked home, he could always shower there rather than at the school. Taking a quick shower, making sure that he didn't smell bad, Cyrus made his way over to his locker.

Everybody had left, even Blaze it had seemed. Which was for Cyrus was good, lately Cyrus had been avoiding his friend a little. It was hard for him to do so though, they had a lot of classes together and always saw each other in the hall and what not. He would lie and say he was busy or hang out with other people during the classes they had together. He didn't want to do that but he wanted to make sure that he was correct on his guess or idea.

The idea of him having a crush on his best friend that was also a guy. Sure his step-sister teased him about it constantly & it didn't help him out at all. But after spending a good time apart from his druid friend, he knew that he had a crush on Blaze. Now came the most important part; would he actually tell Blaze or just keep it to himself in case if Blaze didn't feel the same way?

Stopping in front of his locker, Cyrus shoved his dirty gym clothes into his gym bag and began to change into the clothes he had been wearing all day long. Looking over to see that the young werewolf was in fact not alone, he mentally cursed as he saw who was there; Blaze. Obviously some greater force was plotting against him at the moment.

"Oh hey." he said and he put his shirt on, trying not to feel awkward around his friend. Although Blaze was shirtless, it wasn't his body that Cyrus was focusing on, it was the odd tattoo on his buddy's back that caught his attention. Cyrus didn't have any tattoos, it was something that never crossed his mind too often. Sure he saw something & would think it would make an epic tattoo, but now that he was a werewolf he had no idea if it would even stay on his skin. "Uh nice tattoo you got there" he said awkwardly.

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Post by Blaze Voltolini on Sept 15, 2014 22:58:17 GMT

It didn't take long for Blaze to realize that he truly wasn't alone. And when he heard the voice behind him, it hurt him a bit on the inside. It was Cyrus. Blaze no longer knew how to react around his friend, now that he had been blown off quite a bit lately for random other people. That never happened before, but now that Cyrus was a big bad wolf, maybe it was bound to. After all, what good was Blaze to a werewolf.

Blaze stood up and pulled his bag out of his locker. Now he was in a hurry. He was not in the mood for his normal witty and goofy banter. He grabbed his black 'bad wolf' hoodie out of his locker and pulled it on quickly. Intending to cover the stupid tattoo before Cyrus could say anything more about it. He glanced down at the hoodie he had pulled on and sighed a bit. He had bought the thing as a joke when Cyrus first told him he had become a werewolf, but it turned into one of his favorite hoodies. He wore it all the time now, except when it was in the wash.

"Um, thanks." He muttered as he pulled his clothes out of his locker and shoved them into his bag. He would walk home in his gym shorts if he had to. "A searing gift from my mother. Hurt like hell too. But, doesn't matter anymore. It's been there for a year and will remain there for the rest of my life, she made sure of that." He quickly zipped up his bag and pulled it over his shoulder before slamming his locker shut.

Blaze glanced down when his phone started to buzz. "Speak of the devil." He mumbled once more as he picked his phone up off the bench. It was just a simple text from his mother and he didn't intend on doing as she was requesting. He just wanted to go home.

He pushed his phone into the pockets on his hoodie and turned to face Cyrus, "So, did I do something to make the big bad werewolf hate me or something? Because I'm feeling a bit pushed to the side and ignored. And this whole situation is starting to feel awkward and I don't do awkward very well. I instigate the awkwardness, I never intend to stick around and actually feel it."

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Cyrus blinked. His mother seared a tattoo onto her son's body. Druids & Emissaries were people he did not want to mess with. Although the last time he hung out with Blaze, he had done some research on what an Emissary was. A guide for a werewolf. Not only a guide or a teacher, but from what he had read, just somebody that was always there for them. To make sure that they were okay and needed help in any way, shape or form.

"So why didn't you tell me about it when you told me what you were?" Cyrus questioned his friend, curious to hear the answer. He didn't want to pry into Blaze's life, but he wanted answers.

Looking down at the floor, Cyrus' stomach felt like it was going to ripped out of his body. Guilt. Of course he was guilty. He was avoiding his best friend in the entire world! "I don't hate you" Cyrus said and kicked at the floor, keeping his eyes locked onto the floor. If he looked at Blaze he would feel even worse and would probably run away without even thinking. "I could never hate you. You're my best friend. You're my only friend" he added softly.

Running his fingers through his hair, Cyrus took a deep breath. It was now or never. He had to get it off of his chest sooner or later. "Look there is a good reason why I have been avoiding you for the past few days." Cyrus started and lifted his head up to look at Blaze before quickly dropping his gaze back to the floor.

"because of my sister teasing me constantly and your mother assuming that we're an item. I had to see if it was true or not" he rambled, trying to just get whatever was off of his chest was hard when he couldn't find the correct words. "Look I'm just gonna say it. Porter, I have a crush on you!" he blurted out. If his friend didn't feel the same way then he would run home and hide in his room for as long as possible.

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Post by Blaze Voltolini on Sept 16, 2014 22:52:49 GMT

"I never told you because it's not important and I don't like it. I never asked for the stupid thing, it was forced on me." Blaze mumbled as he slowly sank to the floor. He dropped his bag next to him and leaned against the lockers. He just watched his friend. Clearly whatever he was trying to say now was harder than anything he had ever told Blaze. It seemed even harder than telling Blaze he was turned into a werewolf. This made Blaze wonder what could possibly be harder than that.

He simply sat there on the floor of probably a very dirty locker room waiting for Cyrus to get to the point. Once he started rambling about his sister and Blaze's mother it really started to confuse the young druid. "Um..." He broke off when Cyrus continued on. Something about something being true. He was so lost and had no idea what Cyrus' sister or Blaze's mother had to do with any of this conversation and this particular conversation seemed to be going in a very strange direction.

Once Cyrus finally blurted out what he had been trying to get at, for what felt like an eternity to Blaze, it all started to make sense. Now he knew why his own mother and Cyrus' sister was brought into the conversation at the beginning. Now he wasn't so confused.

Blaze was, of course, stunned. Normally this was the part in the conversation where he would come back with a witty remark or an 'are you serious' comment, but the fact that Cyrus had called him Porter stated that he was serious and a witty remark was not going to make this awkward situation go away any faster.

He felt a sensation wash over him as if all the stress was just melting away. "Oh thank god!" He sighed as he slammed his head into the locker behind him. "Cyrus, if that was the issue you should have just said something! You seriously had me worried that I had done something stupid, like I always do." Blaze grinned and tilted his head ever so slightly, "Now I feel so much better."

Blaze stood up and walked over to his friend. He wrapped his arms around Cyrus' neck and hung against his chest like Blaze normally did when he was feeling goofy. "Now you owe me like three muffins. But if you are super nice I might wipe the slate clean. You are just too cute to say 'no' to sometimes." A puzzled look came across his face before it quickly disappeared, "I just realized I started rambling about absolutely nothing. I say we let my mother think what she thinks and your sister can think...well, I really don't want to know what she thinks. And we do whatever we want. And if that means I get to kiss you every once in a while, I am completely and utterly game with that." Blaze grinned once more, "But seriously: three muffins."

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Cyrus rolled his eyes at Blaze's comment on him saying something. "Yeah, it's a little hard to do that when you don't know if the feelings are true or not" he commented back and rolled his eyes playfully.

Now it was Cyrus' turn to be horribly confused, and horribly confused the young werewolf was. Here he had confessed his feelings to his childhood friend. The boy he had become best friends with, riding bikes as a kids, spending the night at each other's houses countless times, having video game marathons. And all Blaze had to say was that Cyrus now owed him three muffins?!

Cyrus frowned, it made no sense to him. He could feel his head begin to hurt from trying to understand the druid's mind and thinking process. "hold on" he said, not wanting to interrupt his crush. "I just confessed my feelings for you. I avoided you for a good time. And your response is that you want three muffins?" he asked, trying not to sound hurt. He'd rather that Blaze say if he liked him or not rather than ignore it completely.

Folding his arms across his chest, Cyrus looked at the druid hanging off of his chest. "How do I know that you're in this doe the long run if all you ever want is a muffin?" Cyrus question the young druid.

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Post by Blaze Voltolini on Sept 22, 2014 22:14:56 GMT

Blaze sighed as he took a step away from Cyrus. What was he supposed to say to him? He didn't know. He never once expressed that type of feelings toward another. It was hard in a house full of serious druids to be anything but serious and that was something that seemed very serious and serious was something Blaze often stayed very far away from. Of course, nothing in this world seemed very serious to Blaze. He was just a non-serious person.

"Cy. I was joking about the muffins. You don't have to get me any muffins. I-" He trailed off as he ran his fingers through his hair. He could feel his heart pounding. He truly didn't know what to do. He glanced around the locker room once more. "I feel funny. When you told me you have been crushing on me, it felt like this weight had been lifted from my shoulders. I felt light, almost like I could fly. And I know that's not possible, even for a druid. Though if I ever figured out how to shape-shift properly, it might be possible, but now I'm rambling and getting off track."

He slowly sat down on the bench behind him and looked up at Cyrus. He could feel his face getting hot. It wasn't something he had experienced in a while. He turned away and looked elsewhere. "I'm not good at these types of things. You know that. I would prefer to stay as far away from serious conversations as humanly possible."

Blaze fidgeted in his seat slightly. "What do you want me to say? That when I met you I could barely talk to you because you made my heart knock against my chest? I could barely look at you without getting flustered?" He glanced over at Cyrus and grinned, he could feel the heat spreading across his face. He hated it, but he knew it was something Cyrus wanted and needed. He hated these types of conversations. "Cy. For a werewolf, you sure are blind. And deaf. You still make me feel like a giddy school kid. You still make my heart go insane and when you get that stupid grin on your face I still get flustered. I've just gotten good at hiding it, I suppose." Blaze glanced around the room once more before he shrugged and stood up. He grabbed his bag and pulled a blueberry muffin out of it. Nervous eating. It was something Blaze was very talented at. And he always ate blueberry muffins when he was nervous. The man had an arsenal of muffins in his bag every day.

"I'm not even sure if it's legal anyway." He mumbled as he took a bite out of his blueberry muffin. He chewed for a few minutes and felt his embarrassment slipping away.

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Cyrus nodded his head as Blaze began to ramble on about his feelings for Cyrus. Hearing that Blaze had feelings for him made him feel more at ease, happy knowing that somebody found him attractive. "Yes that's exactly what I want to hear from you. You big dork" he said and smiled at him.

Rolling his eyes at Blaze's comment of him being blind and deaf, Cyrus ignored the comment and made his way over to the druid. "You're the one hiding the feelings, so you can't blame me all of the time." he told him. Watching his friend basically shove a muffin into his mouth, he rolled his eyes. His crush obviously had a little problem with muffins.

"Give me this" Cyrus said and grabbed the muffin out of Blaze's hands, setting it down gently onto the bench. Grabbing Blaze's hands, he pulled the young druid up off the bench with ease, bringing him close to himself.

"I don't give a damn if it is legal or not." Cyrus commented. Which way did Blaze mean by that? He wasn't fully sure. But if his parents were to complain about it, they could always bring up that druids were suppose to guide werewolves & that Cyrus could protect the two of them. Pulling Blaze closer, he kissed him on the lips. After what felt like a few minutes, he pulled back and looked at Blaze. he had done it without warning, hoping it would somewhat cheer up the druid. "So, this weekend I am home alone. My mom and sister are going to visit their side of the family for the weekend and my dad will be working all weekend long. Wanna come spend the night? We can watch whatever movies you want to watch." he said, hoping that Blaze would say 'yes'.

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Post by Blaze Voltolini on Sept 23, 2014 12:05:07 GMT

Blaze was about to complain about his muffin being kidnapped by a hormonal werewolf, but was stopped when he felt Cyrus' lips against his own. He gently wrapped his arms around the werewolf's neck and leaned into the kiss a bit. He was far more at ease now than he had been a few minutes ago, even without his muffin. Once Cyrus pulled out of the kiss that seemed to last quite a bit, Blaze clasped his hands behind Cy's neck and hung against his chest once more. "You are getting bold. It's got to be the wolf in you." He muttered as he watched Cyrus.

Blaze hesitated only a moment when asked if he wanted to spend the night at Cyrus' house. "Um...the whole weekend or just tonight?" He questioned, he could remember the last time he stayed at Cyrus' the whole weekend. It was murder for Blaze when he returned home. His mother had some very scary make-up tactics planned. Blaze still had nightmares about it. He winced slightly at the thought. "Oh well, screw what my mother does this time around. I don't care which answer it is, cuz I think I will take you up on the offer. Just...don't kidnap my muffins." He looked over at his muffin. It was now contaminated. He wouldn't eat it off a nasty boy's locker room bench. He'd prefer to eat it off the floor. Who knows what has happened on those benches and Blaze didn't want to taste it on his lovely muffins. "My muffin..." He whined softly.

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Cyrus shrugged his shoulders at Blaze's question. "Either or" he said with a smile. His dad wouldn't question it, as long as he wasn't getting into any trouble really. His step mom probably would, once Blaze would leave. "But if you only stay for the night, I will be really lonely and bored for the rest of the weekend" he explained to Blaze.

"We also just got a new tv since the old broke. So new tv, a nice flat screen. So we can watch movies there & play video games there as well. I already moved all of my game consoles to the living room. It only took about fifteen minutes to move them all." Cyrus grinned. "We could play Smash Brother & you can cry when I beat you in every round" he teased.

Cyrus rolled his eyes as he watched Blaze complained about a muffin. "If you get this upset over food, I am concerned on how you will act if I ever get hurt" he said to him, giving him a smirk. Sure it would take a lot to actually hurt Cyrus, but still it could happen. "Blaze, it was only a muffin. I am pretty sure that your house is overflowing with them as we speak. You eat them as if they're going out of style"

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Post by Blaze Voltolini on Oct 1, 2014 23:46:09 GMT

Blaze just hung against Cyrus' chest, watching him. He certainly was getting a bit bolder. He was starting to wonder if it was the wolf, or if it was just the fact that Cyrus got a boost in confidence due to the whole admitting he had a crush on Blaze and Blaze reciprocated the feelings. It was a question to ponder. He never has seen Cyrus smirk like that.

"We wouldn't want you to be lonely and bored, would we? I'll work it out with my loving mother. And I don't cry when you beat me, cruel one. I may complain, but there are no tears involved." He stated softly. He truly didn't know what to think of Cyrus' new found attitude. Normally it was Blaze doing the teasing, now it seemed the tables had turned for the moment.

"If you got hurt, Cyrus, I'd prefer not to think about how I might react. Trust me, I don't think it would be pretty. I would consume my body and soul into the darkest magic I can find if it meant helping your or saving you. And I have contemplated it multiple times now." Blaze answered as he glanced back to his muffin, "And muffins are going out of style. Seriously, how many people do you see eating a muffin on a daily basis? Just one. Me. I am the only one in the 'We Love Muffins' club and the 'Muffins Are Seriously Underestimated' club. I'm the lone wolf in those awesome clubs. And, mother hasn't had a chance to make more muffins. I think that was my last one stockpiled."

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