Part Six: Business as Usual?
Damen's POV
After three hours of the best sleep I had ever had, Daniel was nudging me awake, slipping something extremely cold around my wrist. I groaned as I struggled to open my eyes.
"Come on Damen...Got to get you up and dressed..."
I grinned as he half picked me out of the bed and to my feet, making sure I was stable before he grabbed my pants from the back of the chair. He made me lean on him, slipping my feet in as he pulled them up around my waist.
"Boxers?"
"Not tonight Damen..."
He left them unbuttoned as he urged me into my shirt. I began fastening the cuffs, hitting the test alarm on what was, as I realized, my watch. It beeped for a second, sounding a bit odd.
"What did you do to my watch?"
"Darren packed it in ice. Now come on, arms up..."
I did as he said as he tucked in my shirt, carefully avoiding my crotch. I stood there watching him as he clipped the buckle on my belt together, tuning back to the desk for the various objects that belonged on it.
"Dan, why are you doing this?"
He stopped, turning back to me, placing his hands on the base of my neck and running his thumbs down my jaw line.
"Because tonight, it's not about Darren and I, it's all about you. Three hours from now, you won't have to worry about staying awake...We've planned days worth of...'Learning Sessions.' We're the experience you've been waiting for, and it's got to be perfect."
He sat me down again, putting my socks and shoes on for me. He tied the laces with quick fingers, leaning back to admire his work.
"Perfect...Now out to the kitchen. Darren's making you some coffee..."
"Did he tell you?"
"What? That he gave you the best head you've probably ever had? There's no secrets between us, and that goes for you too after tonight."
He followed me out to the kitchen, pulling a chair out for me at the table as Darren poured me a cup.
"Cream and sugar, please."
He placed it in front of me, looking up to the wall as he sat down beside me. I glanced up and about choked on my swallow. The sketch I had left crumpled was framed and hanging on the wall, like a proud reminder of what was going to be. He patted my back, trying to help me.
"Swallow mate..."
Daniel flashed a smile my way.
"Oh, he will tonight..."
I choked, leaping for the sink as I coughed and sputtered, tears forming in my eyes.
"DANIEL!"
"What? Well it's true!"
"Not while he's drinking! Can't you think of anything besides your donger?"
"No, and neither can you..."
I came back, plopping into the chair.
"Alright, enough...Here's the deal. Until about a quarter of twelve I've got company in watching the cameras. I'll be on patrol until eleven-thirty, so no coming early or else everyone will know about it. There's a camera in the left corner of the West doors, wave at me, and I'll come open it. Crawford is letting the rest of the guys have the nights off, so no interruptions until six for the Custodial. I'm going to get out of here so you two can talk about whatever..."
"Do you mind light bondage?"
"Never dealt with it, so I don't know. But just make sure we've got enough time to clean up whatever 'mess' we may make."
I slipped out the door and into the lobby, chasing the Summer Program High Schoolers back into the upper floor rooms.
"School night guys. Lights out by ten or the TV will be taken out again."
It felt good enforcing a curfew against someone, even if it was a bunch of teenage boys. Stepping out into the night, I enjoyed the weather, cool and balmy in the dark. I pulled out my flashlight, winding my way through the Language Quarter until the Art building loomed in front of me. I unlocked the door, shutting it behind me before riding the lift to the third floor. The door was marked 'Personnel Only," and I gently knocked on it.
"You are early!"
Mike made a face at me before letting me in and going back to his seat.
"New roommates not giving you any?"
I glared at him slightly, glancing over the screens at empty halls and doorways.
"No, Crawford bitched at me in front of the class, so I thought I'd just come in."
"All nighter?"
"Until class at seven."
"Alright, Koda's coming in around 6:30 if you want to go early. I'm sure he won't mind if there isn't a welcoming party. Oh yeah, got some takeout if you're hungry..."
He passed the container over with some Sweet and Sour Chicken in it. I took a bite, leaning against the control panel.
"Anything worth looking at while I'm out tonight?"
Mike swallowed his bite, pointing his chopsticks up towards the screens.
"Well, new exhibit in the Gallery, new ceramic display on the top floor, and Merit display down on second in the Conference Room. I haven't heard who got it this year, but this is the first that they've had enough stuff to use the whole room."
"Why don't you know?"
"They're keeping it under wraps until tomorrow afternoon, and I for one can wait."
I looked up to the screen that would have normally been the Conference Room, but it had been switched to some music channel.
"Think I'll take a look just for kicks, I won't be here for the opening I don't think..."
"Alright mate. 11:30 or I come looking for you."
I rolled my eyes, slamming the door as he cursed inside. I took the lift up to the top floor, spinning my nightstick between my hands. Ceramics wasn't really my thing, but some of the sculpturing was very well done. I checked all of the locks before moving down five floors to the Gallery. It was another public exhibit, some School Art Show that was being judged for competition. Again, some was impressive, but nothing worth fainting over.
I found someone trying to pick the lock of one of the front doors as I came down the hall. He didn't see me as I came up with all the lights off. I kicked at the crossbar, popping the door open, slamming it hard into the intruder. He fell back in a daze, his nose bleeding profusely.
"Get out of here before I ticket you."
He scrambled to his feet, glaring at me as I pulled out the baton.
"We're all going to get you Gene, you shit. The Renegades know what is going on. Sure as hell Daylon doesn't like losing Merit to you, faggot. Everyone knows you're screwing with Hayes and Jones!"
I cracked him in the ribs with the baton, dropping him like a brick.
"Call me that again and I'll make sure it's the last thing you ever say. You make a move against anyone, Rico, and I will make sure you go home female. Get me?"
He spat on my shoe.
"I don't take orders from you, DONGER SNOGGER!"
I took a breath before lunging at him, flipping him to his stomach, holding the baton against the back of his neck to keep him still while I cuffed him.
"You are under arrest for gross negligence towards an officer, breaking and entering, and assault."
"Since when were you an officer?"
"Since last semester when I dropped the student security uniform and badge. Shut up before I think of something else to charge you with."
My watch alarm went off. 11:30...Damn...time to call in. I pulled the radio from my belt.
"Hey Mike, you there?"
"Yeah, what's going on out there?"
"Rico with a 3-3-9."
"Want me to take him to Student Services on my way back?"
"If you wouldn't mind.."
"Alright, I'm on my way, hang on."
I literally sat on Rico's back until Mike showed up about three minutes later. We hauled him up to his feet as Mike began to lead him away.
"I'll tell them you'll be in to file the report tomorrow sometime. Goodnight Damen."
I saw them off before deciding to just wait outside for Darren and Daniel to show.
Part Seven: Is This Legal?
Daniel's POV
I grabbed the bag off the table, waiting for Darren to finish up prepping. He hadn't spent so much time since the first night we had spent together.
"Come on Dazza...We're going to be late."
"Alright, I'm coming, I'm coming."
He emerged from his room wearing all black, leather trousers and silk shirt, enough to drive me crazy.
"Let's go Jonesy, don't want to keep him waiting. Sounds like we're going to see some awesome 'art forms.'"
I swatted at his rear as he lead the way, shaking it at me from time to time.
"You know, if I didn't know better, I'd say you were expecting to get something out of tonight..."
"No, more like someone, Jonesy. 'Learning Session remember?"
"Yeah, I remember...I get him first though. Hope he can hold out..."
"As you say so often, no worries. I've got some tricks up my sleeve..."
He kept talking as I looked up and saw a beam of light playing against the trees by the Art building.
"Looks like he didn't want to wait inside for us."
"That, or his company didn't leave..."
Damen was indeed waiting for us, telling us what had happened as we walked to the lift. Darren sighed.
"That Rico is nothing but trouble. I never thought Freshmen could be such a bother, but once they hook up with Daylon, they'll be loyal to him through hell or high water."
Damen lead us across the second floor to the Conference Room, where he stopped to unlock the door.
"I'm giving you two a sneak peek of what everyone else will be seeing tomorrow afternoon. There are very few who know what's in here, but...It's all mine."
He pushed it open, letting us enter before tuning on the lights. Tables of sculptures, bowls, plates, cups and other ceramic fare lined the outside of the room, surrounding stands of frames. Photos, sketches, paintings and numerous other forms were lined throughout. Darren wandered through, his eyes pressing over everything he passed. He stopped in the very center of the room, touching his hand to the frame, not daring to smudge the glass. It was the sketch, his own face and being on display in front of him. The tag below read 'Stan,' but it was just pen on paper. He pulled it off, looking towards me.
"Get me another paper..."
Damen handed me one, Darren writing something on it. Once he finished, he hung it where the last had been. It now read 'Darren Stanley Hayes' in fancy lettering.
"There, that's the proper title for this one."
He smiled, taking in his work once more before walking back to the door. Leaning toward Damen, their eyes met.
"Lets go see how close you were with that sketch..."
I watched him shiver as their lips met. Darren then happily hopped out the door. Walking up to Damen, I whispered in his ear.
"Someone once said that a passionate kiss, like a spider's web, lead to the falling of the fly."
I brushed a hand across his awakening crotch.
"I'm sure you wouldn't mind."
He swallowed hard, licking his lips in anticipation. Looking at me, I watched his eyes darken as he whimpered quietly, pushing himself against my hand.
"I need you Daniel...Jonesy..."
"I know, off camera first..."
"No, now...Please? No one's watching..."
He was starting to beg, taking my wrist in his hand, making me stroke him.
"Damen, are they taping?"
"Just MTV or something..."
Darren came back, his hands on his hips.
"What? Couldn't wait for three minutes?"
"NO!"
Damen threw his keys at Darren.
"Third floor, second door on the right. I'm sure I won't be long."
Darren shrugged, taking the bag as he left again as Damen turned his attention back to my hand and it's effects on him.
"Damen, take off the belt..."
He did as he was told, dropping it on the floor as I started unclasping the buttons I had fastened only hours before. His pants pooled around his feet as I finally really looked at him.
"Lay down for me. I know it's going to be hard, but pay attention to what I do and how it feels, this is lesson one."
He nodded to me, resting on his elbows, intent on watching for as long as he could. I took his cock into my hands, bringing it to full arousal. I stroked the head with my thumb, watching him bite his lip trying not to move, buck up against me. Drops of liquid began to seep from the slit, and I slicked the rest of his member with them, finally bringing my fingers to my mouth to taste. He laid back the rest of the way to the floor, sighing breathy moans as I wrapped my fingers around him, jerking him off slowly a few times, feeling it pulse in my grasp. Using my other hand, I began to spread his legs until there was enough room for me to comfortably crouch between them. Softly caressing the skin of his inner thigh, I tilted my head closer towards his cock, blowing a cool breeze across the heated skin.
"You're...teasing..me..."
A hand reached out for me, urging me on. I removed my hand from his cock, kissing the tip softly as he moaned beneath me. Taking this as a sign, I gently wrapped my lips around the head, swirling my tongue around it and tasting him fully. He arched up to me, wanting more as I took more of him in, brushing my teeth along the underside, bringing a startled cry from his lips. I stroked his thigh again, calming him as I took in as much of him as I could, savoring the feel of how big he was in my mouth. His fingers dug for the carpet and I took his sac in my hand, fondling his balls as I pulled back off of him slightly. Coming back down, I began humming as the tip pressed against the back of my throat. He bucked up against me as I forcefully moved a hand to his hip, trying to hold him down.
"Dan...I...arghhh....keep..going..."
He groaned deeply as I picked up the pace, sucking on him as I pulled away. Somewhere he found the strength to open his eyes and look at me, to watch what I was doing to him, and the glazed look of pure pleasure he gave me was enough to melt the coldest of hearts. He fell back again as he began to tense up, his balls pulling tight about to explode.
"I'm...gonna...oh God...hard! AHHhhhhhhh..."
I swallowed as he unloaded down my throat, wave after wave as he climaxed. He'd thrust into me, and I didn't stop him as we both rode it out, letting him float back down to Earth. I moved up to his mouth, his tongue finding a trail of his cum that had dripped from my mouth and down my chin. He licked at it before venturing to my mouth, kissing me slowly and deeply as I held him.
"Think...Darren is...waiting?"
"Yes...most likely wondering what has kept us..."
"Daniel, I've never come that hard before in my life...It was simply amazing."
"Good, I'm glad you enjoyed it."
I reached for his pants, sliding them back up his trembling legs.
"Just breath Damen. We'll go when you are ready to."
A dreamy smile came over his face.
"If Crawford only knew...Do you think this is legal?"
"No, but I always liked naughty boys..."
Part Eight: What You Don't Know...
Darren's POV
I guess I couldn't really blame them for what had happened, but I felt like Daniel had jumped the gun. I grumbled to myself as I unlocked the door, my eyes falling on the rows of television screens, all with VCR's recording. Scanning over them, I noticed that the one for the Conference Room had been switched back on, giving me a great view of what was going on.
"Two in one day...God we're spoiling him."
Moving a table to make more space, I emptied the contents of the bag, spreading them out before I began setup. Daniel's new video camera was quickly hid, along with the tape I pulled from the VCR. No one but us three were to ever see the recordings, though I though it would make a wonderful surprise. I eyed over the selection of objects Dan had packed. I slipped off my shirt as I grabbed my usual leather wristbands and collar, clasping them on. I left the rest out for Daniel to choose from, but we had both decided on Damen's attire earlier.
I opened a small container that had been packed with ice, making sure everything was still there. If he liked cold metal as much as he said he did, then he wouldn't be able to turn himself back off. Snapping the lid back on, I continued on, stopping here and there. I moved the more 'important' items within easy reach. I picked up one of the rubbers, sighing. We hadn't used condoms in a while, safe in the knowledge that we went in to be checked on a regular basis, but the dangers were still there.
"Best be safe now than sorry later..."
I took a seat, watching the screens as they made their way to meet me, hitting Record on the camera just before they came in the door. Damen smiled at me, his eyes dark with lust like they had been earlier on.
"You look good in leather..."
"You would look better in far less I think..."
Dan attended to himself as I focused my attention to Damen. Sliding his shirt down and off of his shoulders, I pulled him closer to the table, again reaching for the container. I swear I felt some kind of vibe off of him when he saw some of the rest of the table.
"Darren?"
"Shhhh, just being prepared...I'm pretty sure we won't be using all of it."
I reached into the ice, feeling myself shiver as I made contact with what I was after. I pulled out a chain, swinging it in front of him.
"Come here...Try this on."
He stepped closer, letting me put it around his neck. I could feel him tense, but he calmed almost instantly, color flooding to his face. He smiled as I shot him an odd look.
"The cold forces more blood in to try to heat it up again. Sounds funny, but it works."
I took a quick glance at Dan, who sat in nothing but his usual beaded necklace and silk boxers.
"Sensation...take him Darren."
I took Damen's hand, easing him to the floor and moving his arms above his head as I cuffed him to the table.
"Lesson Two...Just relax and feel. Your only job here is to tell me what you feel. If I start to hurt you, tell me and I'll stop. This is for pleasure, not pain."
He nodded to me, the sign to continue. Stretching out over him, I kissed my way down his chest, flicking my tongue over his nipples before ghosting over his stomach, following the trail of hair down to the top of his pants. The fabric was continually becoming more restrictive as I rubbed my cheek against him through the layer. Using my teeth, I opened his zipper, freeing his member from its prison. I leaned back, pulling them off his waist and tossing them aside. I was seeing him in a completely different light from that afternoon, almost dream like as the faint light from the screens illuminated the room, bathing his skin in a glow as he stretched out before me.
I reached for the lube and a rubber, beckoning Dan to come as I shed my leathers, my erection already pulsing hard. He kneeled in front of me, rolling the condom over my cock before squeezing some lube onto his fingers. I moaned as he caressed me, feeling it grow even harder.
"Dazza, he needs you...Remember, nice and slow...gentle as you can."
I nodded as he put some lube on my fingers. Going back to Damen, I lifted his legs onto my shoulders, running a hand down between his buttocks. He hissed as I began teasing his entrance, his muscles tensing again.
"Damen, relax...Breath. I'm going to stretch you so I don't hurt you, alright? You say the word and I will stop."
He took a deep breath, grasping the table-leg as I began pressing in one finger. Daniel was instantly there, coaxing him to calm down. Slowly, he began to loosen, moaning as I added another finger, rubbing his insides. He started to push back on them, a pleasured expression on his face. He groaned deeply, jerking as I brushed his prostate, almost coming right then.
"Darren...I'm ready..."
I removed my fingers, moving the head of my cock to his opening, Daniel still there, ready if I lost control, to slow me down. I gently pushed past the first ring of muscle, stopping as he cried out. Tears began to form in his eyes as I stroked the inside of his legs. He was so tight around me, then I remembered it was his first. My first time was still vivid, the pain, and then the pleasure.
"Should I stop?"
"No...I just...never felt...Deeper..."
I began to slide in, making sure I went as slow as possible until I was buried in him, his heat penetrating me. I waited until he stared into my eyes, drawing me closer to him. I began to rock my hips, creating little moans as I thrust into him. I watched as Dan started in, kissing Damen deeply, swallowing some of his noises. He wrapped his fingers around his cock, jerking him off with my thrusts.
"Oh my God!"
Daniel had taken him into his mouth in one quick move, Damen shouting out, thrashing his head. At this rate, he wasn't going to last long, But what we were going through was so intense that I didn't care. Picking up my pace, Daniel fell away, moving one of my hands to continue working on Damen's cock as I let out a groan.
"Damen...you're so hard...so tight...around me..."
Working him fast and hard, I willed him to cum, to release all that he had. His eyes suddenly caught mine, glazed over, almost brilliant silver tones, before I thrust hard, hitting that spot. He shuddered, yelling out as he came, spilling the liquid between us, across our chests and stomachs. I cried out as I came, collapsing on his chest, breathing hard. I laid there for a moment before pulling out, Damen whimpering at the loss of the feel.
Daniel came to us, unlocking the cuffs that held Damen, and I could feel as his arms wrapped around me. There were no words needed, I knew what he was thinking. Dan ran a quick hand through my hair, a loving gesture.
"Rest, just rest...I'll keep an eye out. Lesson Three won't be nearly as bad..."
"Hmmm Dan?"
"Yeah?"
"Turn off the camera for me...until we get started again..."
"You were taping it Dazza?"
I smiled as I breathed in the scent of the body below me.
"Yep...what you don't know..."
I chuckled lightly before falling blissfully into sleep.
Part Nine: I Feel...
Damen's POV
I came out of my doze with Daniel gently touching my shoulder and arm. He sat beside me, Darren still asleep on my chest. He breathed softly, the touch of his heartbeat echoed in my head. That was the experience, to share it with someone who I actually cared for, not some guy I picked at random to take home. No, this was different, and to have Darren be the first made it all the more surreal.
"You are a power napper...Didn't think you'd be up so soon."
"How long Jonesy?"
"About twenty minutes. With as hard as you came, I thought you would be out for a while still. How do you feel?"
"Wonderful. It just feels so perfect...well, almost anyway."
He leaned closer to me, our lips meeting in a small kiss.
"Almost? What else could you need?"
"Is it greedy to want to snuggle with both of you?"
He laughed softly, pressing his thumb against my lips.
"That's not greed...It's love and knowing that you've found something that you were
looking for. We were both surprised about that sketch, those sketches...Maybe there was something that brought you to us like this."
I ran a hand in Darren's hair, the long strands sticking to my chest with sweat and cum. I smiled as he sighed against me, yawning deeply before settling back down, a contented expression drawn on his face. I moved my fingers down his back, stroking the skin, enjoying its smoothness under my touch. Daniel grinned at me.
"He sure does look happy, doesn't he? Ha, a kid and his Teddy Bear!"
I felt Darren's arms wrap tighter around me, warmth surging through me.
"I think I like the idea of that...I wouldn't mind being your Teddy either ya know..."
"You sure look comfortably cuddly like that...I might have to take you up on that, but I have to warn you. I am insatiable for this kind of thing. That's why Darren and I are so good, because he's like a drug to me. I can't get enough of him."
"So, is Lesson Three with you then?"
"Better believe it...He's not getting you all to himself tonight, that's for sure. Go
ahead and rest a bit more. I'll wake you two up when I think you're ready for it."
He stroked my cheek, lulling me back to sleep so easily. I felt like I was just drifting through the whole thing, letting me float in and out as I pleased.* I was in a room, four-poster bed with silk sheets, making love with not just Darren, but Daniel as well, our combined voices chasing out the silent night. The candlelight cast a calming glow over us, slicked with sweat and essence as we rode our passions out.... *
"Damen....Damen...DAMEN!"
"WHAT!?!?"
I woke with a start, two brilliant blue eyes gazing down at me from just above my face.
"We...umm, well, you...made quite the mess..."
"I'm not worrying about the mess for now...We'll get the steamer from the custodial closet later. How did you sleep?"
"Just fine...heard you and Danny talking. Teddy Bear?"
I stretched my arms out, yawning and moving around a bit to wake the muscles back up.
"Yeah, just the way you had me wrapped up...All you needed was to suck your thumb and he would have been sold totally. Where is he anyway?"
"Over here Damen, just fixing something really quick. You think you're up for the next lesson yet?"
I tilted my head back to see him. He was standing behind the table, messing with some sort of remote.
"What time is it?"
"Umm, about 1:30. And with that mess you made, we might have to call it quits at about five to get everything decent again. Wouldn't want the morning shift suspecting something, no would we?"
He tossed a box of wet-wipes at Darren, going back to what he was working on.
"Get cleaned up...Gets uncomfortable if you let it sit like that..."
Darren began wiping at my chest with one of the cloths, cleaning away the last traces of what we had done to each other. Daniel put the remote down on the table, grabbing the container that was filled with ice. I was sure that the ice would be melted by now, but it wasn't as I heard him digging for something. He waited until Darren and I were done, then sat down beside me. He had me sit up, moving me so my back was against something stable, then positioned me the way he wanted me. Taking what he had gotten from the container, he began stroking me until I was starting to get hard under his touch. Stopping for a moment, he dropped the cock ring on, pushing it down before starting again, slow, long strokes. I sat there melting under his caress for what seemed like a lifetime, until he was satisfied that I was hard enough for the ring to stay in place.
Reaching up on the table, he grabbed the lube and another condom, dropping them on the floor by my hand as he moved to kiss me. I flicked at his bottom lip with my tongue, letting him open his mouth slightly before I moved mine in, entwining with his as he pulled himself closer to me. Pulling back for a breath, he sat back on his heels, looking at me very seriously.
"This shouldn't hurt you a bit...not like the last Lesson. This time, again, I'm just going to pleasure you, I'm going to do the work, and you do just whatever comes to you alright?"
He put the rubber over me, slicking it with the lube before having me lay back again. He crouched down, one knee on each side of me, then began to lower himself onto my cock. He'd already lubed himself, sliding easily down my shaft to the hilt. We both let out a groan, he was so tight and hot around me. Lifting himself a bit, he thrust himself down on me, rocking his hips back and forth. I wanted to die, the sensation of it all closing in around me. When he lifted again, I arched up to him, trying to keep contact. I suddenly found his cock in my hands, pulling with
short and stiff strokes.
"Damen...harder...push against me..."
I thrust up into him hard, going deeper then I had before, making him cry out. Darren stood to the side, watching us, watching Dan and the expressions that crossed his face, watched me being overcome time and time again. He dipped down just as Daniel was about to climax, his mouth taking over where my hands were, greedily drinking his lover's essence and licking him clean. My own seed swam around my cock, the rubber keeping it contained.
I rolled us over to our sides, bringing him to the floor with me as I slid out, pulling off the condom and dumping it in the trash bin. We lay there like that for a few minutes, just looking at each other until Darren settled down behind me, pushing me closer to Dan.
"I've set an alarm to go off so we have time, but let's stay here for a bit..."
I felt two sets of arms surround me, Daniel's around my shoulders, and Darren's around my waist as he spooned against me. Nothing felt better than that moment, having them both so close to me, loving me, teaching and showing me. First time I'd ever taken a lesson in feeling.
Part Ten: Caught?
Damen's POV
I could have happily smashed that watch into oblivion. I had been awake for half an hour, listening and feeling my companion's breathing the even flow of slumber, when the alarm went off. Dan was a light sleeper, his green orbs suddenly fluttering open, glowing against the shimmer of the screens. No one else had even come near the building, so I didn't feel guilty about my 'Learning Experiences' or my friends 'visiting' while I was on the job.
"Was it worth it?"
I almost didn't hear him, his whisper so Darren could still sleep.
"Most definitely. I don't think that I can thank you enough for this..."
"Being who you are is enough, trust me. We didn't do it because we're sick minded what have you, but we did it because you are like us, you know us. I know it sounds crazy, but we loved you before we even met you. I don't believe in destiny, but just maybe it's found us..."
He brushed a hand against my cheek, feeling the gruff that I hadn't bothered to shave the day before.
"You should grow this out...Darren calls it 'dirty stuff'..."
"And I like dirty stuff in more ways than one..."
Darren mumbled into my back. Much to my disapproval, Daniel got up, moving from my grasp.
"It's past five, and Darren and I need to get out before we get caught."
What followed was a very quick cleaning, everything going back in the sack, clothes being found, and Daniel trying to get Darren awake and dressed. He wasn't cooperating as well as Dan had hoped, and he shrugged at me.
"Well, he never really has been a morning person. I'm going to take him back and put him to bed...He doesn't have class until about nine. See ya in English?"
"Yeah...Wouldn't miss it for the world."
I let them out the door, going back to finish dressing myself. Looking as presentable as possible, I moved the table back, and sat in my chair, watching as the custodial team showed up, working quickly to finish before the classes started. I yawned again, stretching as the clock crawled on. Before long, Koda Johns was tapping at the door. He had a nasty case of bedhead, but he didn't seem to care, his blue uniform looking a bit more rumpled than usual.
"What happened to you, Koda?"
"Rico, that's what happened. I've been stuck at SS all night, having to listen to him call you everything under the sun."
"How long you on?"
"Just a couple hours, then I'm sleeping the rest of the day, I don't care..."
I left him to his work as I made my way to the Language Quarter and up to my English class. Daniel was already there as I walked in. He'd just jumped out of the shower, so his hair stuck to his head like a wet mop. I took the seat next to him, setting my flashlight up on the table. Those belts were not made to sit in low swivel-backed chairs.
Professor Dillenger wasn't looking too well when he came in, stating that he wasn't going to stay, but we would act out the first two scenes of 'Hamlet.'
"Daniel, you can be Hamlet, Damen as Claudeus, Mike as Laertes, and Sam as Polonius. Behave and I expect a wonderful summary from each of you next class:
He walked out the door as we began reading and acting.
"Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death
The memory be green, and that it us befitted
To bear out hearts in grief and out whole kingdom..."
I launched into the page long monologue of sarcastic sadness and depression. They watched as I almost recited the whole, only glancing down a few times to make sure of a few words. Daniel was a wonderful Hamlet, done as only Dan could do, quiet determination.
As nine rolled around, the class decided that independent study was the best option for the last half of class, and began readying to leave. I was grabbing my light when Koda appeared in the doorway. He wore a bemused expression on his face, one that scared the hell out of me because it most often meant that he had something to use against someone.
"Oh Damen, forget something this morning?"
I thought hard, anything at all that could have been left behind. It suddenly dawned on me as he riffled through his pocket, pulling out the ring that Daniel and I had used. I could feel the blood rushing out of my face as he brought it to me, dropping it into my outstretched hand.
"Mate, you are such a wanker...Guess you couldn't really do it in the dorm with them around, huh?"
He up-nodded to Daniel, who couldn't hear our conversations.
"Well, you know, long night...Lots of stress with Rico and that kind of thing..."
"I know, I know...Just make sure you remember everything next time...Don't know what Crawford would have thought if he had found it instead..."
Inwardly I sighed in relief. He had no idea, and wasn't suspecting me of anything besides what he was wishing he could have done the night before. I smiled slightly as Dan walked up behind me, putting an arm on my shoulder.
"Hey Koda, what's up?"
"Oh hey Dan...Just giving Damen back something he forgot this morning at work. No big deal..."
He looked back at me, leaning in closer so he could whisper.
