Sweet Pet of Mine (CesareB and {｡^◕‿◕^｡}Ciel) 18+

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"I'm not trying to call you dirty....I was just curious...." Abele murmured quietly as the other walked off... that hurt. He hadn't had any ill intentions on asking the question, he was just trying to make sure the other's hands weren't dirty...

 

Abele sighed as he got up and walked out to the living room, already dressed and cleansed, given the fact that he had washed and dressed earlier that day.

 

 

Twenty minutes from then was when the piano lesson started.

 

The man that came in to be taught was a young man, around the same age as Daisuke. He was tall for his age, around Abele's height, and about the same height as Daisuke. He had soft blonde hair, that had a boyish type of fluff to it, with slight brown roots. His eyes were a welcoming emerald green. His name was Evans.

 

Abele seemed to have a rather relaxing time teaching the man how to play, his hands atop of the other's as he guided his fingers along the keys, teaching him where the different notes were, helping him memorize where each C was, and how to play in different minors and majors. He was going over the basics of the scale and the basics of the piano itself, and all of the little things you could do with it.

 

The blonde haired man seemed to admire Abele, and have great respect for him... he seemed to have a bit of a warmness for the ginger, being openly intimate with him, even though he knew there was another man in the house with Abele. He knew that they weren't lovers or boyfriends... but the blonde seemed to have a bit of a "claim" so to speak on Abele, as if he didn't want anyone to interfere with his chances with the pianist.

 

Near the end of the lesson, when the blonde got up from the bench, he wrapped his arms snugly around the other's neck and shoulder area, and had whispered something into his ear.... it was obviously something about playing a melody for him, or something along those lines, because Abele began to play.

 

His lithe, wrapped fingers touched the keys rather gently when he played, just applying enough force to get the sound that he wanted, his foot on the right peddle beneath him as he played the melody. It sounded rather light, yet sad at the same time.

 

Abele looked concentrated, the mood of the song written in the soft features of his face. He felt the music that he played, which was what made him such a great pianist. He was one with his songs.

[CesareB]

As Daisuke looked around the kitchen, he sighed to himself. Why had he just coldly walked out of the room? He felt so uncool when he thought back on it. After a while, a faint tune sounding in the living room. That must have been Abele playing. That man… he was gifted. Daisuke closed his eyes and listened to the melody. It sounding so melancholic… like the player was longing for something.

 

The red head felt himself being pulled into the living room by the piano playing. He stopped at the doorway and stopped to take in the music. It was so calming, yet sorrowful at the same time.

 

"Hm… mind playing another one, mister?" Daisuke asked once the melody stopped.

 

When he opened his eyes, he saw the blonde student of Abele's. The blonde was around the same age as Daisuke, he red head eyed the blonde. That guy clearly liked Abele. In which way, Daisuke was not sure. But he strangely hated seeing those two so intimately close.

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When the blonde saw the red-haired man, he instantly shot him a smug look. He obviously looked proud to be holding the pianist as he played. The blonde man ran lithe, long fingers through the ginger hair as he played, nearly causing Abele to falter near the end of the song. Abele didn't really seem to notice the red-head until after he stopped playing.

 

Though, he was rather surprised to hear the other's request for a song.

 

"Yes, Abele, please play us another song...~" The words slid off of the other's lips like syrup... the blonde wasn't even specifically there to learn, he basically paid money to hear Abele play and to be around the talented pianist...

 

The ginger huffed softly as he glanced at the both of them, beginning to play another song. This song sounded heavier, and a bit more sinister, with eerily high notes and then putrid low notes that gave the listener the feeling that they might have been walking through a scarily desolate forest at the dead of night, with not a single star in the sky...

[CesareB]

Daisuke listened to the melody that Abele had so skillfully produced. He felt himself being pulled into the living room and walked a tad closer to the blonde and Abele. The blonde seemed rather prideful, and that pissed Daisuke off. He scowled at the blonde.

 

What? Did this guy think that he had a right to being closest to Abele? Well, Daisuke didn't care! Actually, he did. He felt closer to Abele. Maybe it was his selfish thoughts, but he truly felt that he was closer to the man.

 

Daisuke waited for Abele to finish to ask, "Hey, um… mister. Is your student staying for dinner? I'll be making it, so…"

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The young blonde smirked softly at the red-headed man before he laughed, "No, I won't be staying the night... though I'll come by later maybe to give my teacher a visit..." He walked around the other side of the ginger man, a hand still in his hair. Leaning the other's head back the slightest bit, he pressed a soft kiss on the other's mouth, gently tugging at the lip-piercing as he drew away. There was a sly look written on the blonde's face as he said softly, "Ta ta, teacher!~"

 

And with that the blonde left.

 

When Evans had kissed Abele, he hardly reacted, as if he didn't really care. He simply wiped his mouth, as if he were disgusted, after the other left. The ginger brought the covering case over the keys as he got up from his bench and murmured, "What are you making for dinner?"

[CesareB]

Daisuke raised an eyebrow. "I was just saying that to get him out. But, I'll still cook for you if I want me to…"

 

He had witnessed that awkward kiss. As it was clear that the blonde had put a lot into that kiss, the red head had figured that his master would at least politely push him away. After all, the kiss that Abele had surprised Daisuke with was strikingly… different. Daisuke, feeling a little bold, leaned to Abele and gave him a quick kiss. Was the man going to react the same way as he did when the blonde had previously kissed him? That quick kiss was purely out of curiosity. Or was it? Did Daisuke just want to test something out, or did he want to get that annoying blonde's kiss from Abele?

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"I simply asked out of curiosity, not so much that I'm actually hungry." stated the ginger rather simply, not really interested in the idea of eating at the moment.

 

A spark of surprise hit him when he felt the other kiss him. His eyes widened in shock before he took one of his hands, which were surprisingly warm, and rested his hand on the back of the other's head, gently kissing him back in return. When the blonde had kissed him, Abele didn't react in return, he just...let it happen. And that was because he didn't have much interest in the blonde student as much as he did in Daisuke.

 

Abele's movement was surprisingly chaste, and soft, compared to what most thought he would be like when he would kiss someone. Most would think he'd be bold and brash... but no, he was easy and rather gentle in his movement.

[CesareB]

Daisuke felt Abele kiss him back. It filled him with joy- Joy? Wait! Joy? Why joy?

 

Well, the red head didn't care that much anymore. He just moved closer to Abele and awkwardly started rubbing the places that the blonde had touched. He didn't like the way the boy had boldly touched Abele! He didn't like it! Daisuke brought his hands to Abele's cheeks and carefully embraced them. Next, he sat next to Abele, rather closely. Whatever was going on with Daisuke was an anomaly to the red head, but he decided to go with the flow in the very end.

 

"When that blonde flirt tugged at your ring, did it hurt?" Daisuke asked, out of curiosity.

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Abele made a rather soft noise while they kissed, obviously a bit relieved by this action. When the other began to rub his flesh.. it was a bit awkward, though it still sent shivers down his spine as the other did it. When Daisuke drew away from the kiss, Abele inhaled heavily, glancing at the other with rather pale, icy blue eyes, and nearly laughed when he heard the question...though he didn't. He thought his laugh was hideous.

 

"Actually, it doesn't hurt. It actually feels good when someone touches my piercings." admitted the ginger quietly, a soft tint coming to his cheeks as he continued to look at the other.

[CesareB]

Daisuke was unsure… should he…?

 

He reached to one of Abele's piercings and lightly tapped it. He finally noticed that he might have made a rude gesture.

 

"Oh! I'm sorry. I couldn't help it…" he apologized, getting up to go back to the kitchen.

 

Things got very awkward. Before he would leave, he turned to Abele to see whether the man was going to let him leave.

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Abele blushed darkly when the other touched one of his piercings... that actually felt better than he expected. Glancing up at the other, he murmured,

 

"It would feel better if you used your lips... though, I won't complain."

 

Abele gently grasped the other's hand, and rubbed his thumb across the top of the other's knuckles, as if her were delicate. Abele had a content look in his eyes as he did this... he was obviously happy, despite the fact his mouth didn't show it.

[CesareB]

Daisuke immediately blushed and shot up from the piano bench. "I… I'm hungry…! I-I'll go make some dinner!"

 

And that was his sorry excuse. The red head dashed to the kitchen and stopped at the sink. He quickly curled up into a ball and closed his eyes. What in the hell had gotten into him?! Why had he blushed? Why had he lost his cool?! Daisuke slowly stood back up and looked into the refrigerator. He had just gone grocery shopping, but nothing seemed appetizing at the moment. He bit his bottom lip and sighed. So what was he going to do? Explain to Abele that he didn't feel like cooking? Another sorry excuse… All Daisuke had been using were excuses lately. He didn't like that about his current self. Nor did he like the fact that he couldn't understand his own feelings, or himself.

 

As trivial as it seemed, Daisuke hated it. He hated it with all of his heart. He wanted to crush that feeling of confusion.

 

"I'm so uncool…" he muttered to himself, leaning back onto the counter and sighing again.

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"Mmkay, have fun with that."

 

 

It was simple, actually. The other seemed too nervous to comprehend what was happening right now... and Abele sighed. The other was probably regretting the previous actions, probably thinking he was some sick pig, or something along those lines... it was true, anyhow. He was indulging in the idea of pleasure, so for someone to think he was being greedy... it was partially true.

 

Though, it left him to wonder... why did the other act like that? And let him touch him? And why did he kiss him? He was almost positive that Daisuke hated him... he felt missed emotions and ides on the situation. Inhaling heavily, he turned towards the television.. there wasn't really anything better to do at the moment, so why not?

 

Slipping off of the piano bench, the young pianist made his way towards his couch. The couch was black, and made of leather... he had inherited it from his grandmother after she had passed away. Sitting down on the comfortable, cool couch, he rested his head on the arm and reached for the remote. He never really watched the news, or television in general, given he tended to think that it was full of shit and was just used as a distraction to make people think that life was easy...

[CesareB]

As Daisuke began stirring some fried rice, he heard the television click on. Abele must have been watching tv. He wondered if Abele would eat. Daisuke sighed again. What in the world was wrong with him? He went back to his wok and watched as the rice sizzled. All of those perfectly good pots and pans… The red head wondered why Abele never used them.

 

"A waste, if I say so myself," he muttered to himself as he searched the kitchen.

 

Daisuke spotted a shelf high in the air. The small shelf door was open a tiny bit, and he could spot a few more pots and pans. The red head stood on his toes and reached for the door. As soon as he got a hold of it, the pots came crashing down on top of him. Some landed on the floor with loud and obnoxious bangs.

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The television was boring him, really. Why did people think that slap-stick sitcoms were really all that entertaining? They were just filled with sexual jokes and slurs... they weren't as great as people made them out to be. Letting out a rather annoyed sigh, the older man slipped off of the couch and stretched.

 

Once he heard the pots and pans crashing down in the kitchen... he nearly panicked. The noise was really loud... and even he thought it was loud, and he was nearly deaf! Letting out a huff, he made his way over to the kitchen rather speedily. When he saw what was there, he let out a sigh and knelt down next to the other.

 

"Oi, brat, are you alright? Do you need any help?"

[CesareB]

Daisuke looked up from the ground and his eyes met the man's. In response, the red head blushed and ducked away.

 

"I'm okay…! Trust me… I'm okay!" he exclaimed.

 

Though he didn't sound like it. He sounded panicked and embarrassed. But god… Daisuke didn't want Abele to know that! He finally stood up and looked at Abele again, that time a tad stronger and forceful.

 

"Hey, mister… What do you think of me?"

 

Wait! Daisuke hadn't meant to ask that! That was… it felt weird! But truthfully, Daisuke was wondering that.

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When the other stood up and asked him the question, Abele remained on the floor, not really caring to get up. Instead, he leaned back and laid down on the floor, his head resting in his arms. He looked like he was pondering the question in his head, as if he never actually asked himself the question before.

 

What did he consider the other?

 

"Well...I consider you... cute. If that doesn't sound weird. You're also a pretty smart kid, you look like you're always wanting to know more and more about everything around you..." He nearly smirked when he said this, "That's why it's so funny to give you daft answers, and to see the look on your face... it's far too amusing. Though I fancy the fact that you never give up."

[CesareB]

Daisuke raised an eyebrow. Cute? Huh? So why couldn't he ever tell what that man was thinking. When the red head saw the man' slips twist, then go back to normal, he finally caught on. Abele just didn't express his feelings. He walked to the other side of the kitchen, then back to Abele. He leaned a bit too close and stared the man down.

 

"Then show your amusement! It makes me feel like you… I'm not sure how to put it… Maybe it makes me feel like you don't care about anything. But I know it's not true. I know you care about the piano and keeping things clean." Daisuke poked Abele. "So show me. Show me that you're amused, or that you find me stupid when I say weird stuff."

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Abele blinked when the other got rather close to him. He didn't make any effort to get up and leave, he decided to just stay there and glance at the other. When he heard the other blabber one about how much he wanted to see his emotions, he let out a rather rugged sigh. He didn't really know what to tell the other... he didn't really want to tell the other why he didn't display his emotions... though the boy did deserve something, "I'm flattered you want to see how I'm feeling...though, sometimes, I don't even know how I'm feeling, to be quite frank... so how can I express something I don't know how to do? And when I am happy, my smile is disgusting, and my laugh sounds like a chicken being slaughtered."

He was actually just really insecure about himself. He had clean, white teeth... and only one of his teeth were chipped. His laugh wasn't even that bad... he was just too scared to show it.

[CesareB]

Daisuke laughed. "A chicken being slaughtered? I'm glad you know how it sounds!"

 

He finally calmed down and reached over to Abele. "Let me be the judge of that. Just show me your smile, won't you? You don't have to laugh… not yet. But don't think I'll forget this. I really want to see you laugh."

 

The red head fell backwards onto the hard ground and slowly yawned. "I'm tired. Carry me to empty bed, please."

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When the other said this, Abele shook his head... though, after a few moments, he let his lips slightly curve into... more so of a grin than a smile. That was all the other was going to get for now... he didn't want the other too look inside of his mouth and have to look at his teeth...

 

Though, when the other fell backwards onto the floor and asked him to carry him to an empty bed, he rolled his eyes, "Aren't you supposed to be the one taking my commands? I'm pretty sure you're the one who's the pet." Scoffing slightly, he looked at the other and murmured, "I can hardly carry a carton of milk without dropping it, what makes you think I can carry you?"

[CesareB]

Daisuke popped back up. "Pet, pet, pet! Do I look like an animal to you?"

 

He was heated. Being referred to as a pet… it made him angry. Daisuke wasn't an animal! He hated that term! He'd rather be the one to tell that man what to do! But he slowly calmed back down and stood up. He made himself a bowl and asked without looking up, "Do you want me to make you a plate, master."

 

The way he said master, it was rather bitter.

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Abele just blinked a few times... he didn't really know what to feel at the moment. He was just joking around before, though the other didn't really seem to get that. Despite the fact that this was the other's punishment for not paying him back... Abele didn't really make him do anything. He didn't let him clean, he didn't make him perform sexual desires, and he also didn't make him cook for him... if anything, the only one being selfish and stupid was Daisuke.

 

Getting up, he walked off without another word. There was the true Daisuke... not the fake, phony one that actually pretended like he cared. It sickened him... the way the other could want him to smile... to become weak for him... and then do a complete 180 and end up snapping at him... this was why Abele didn't trust others in the first place!

 

Going off into his room, he slammed the door behind him and instantly crawled into "bed". Which basically meant curling up into a ball under a blanket on the futon in his room. Why did he let the other do whatever he want? It was supposed to be a punishment...

[CesareB]

Daisuke felt tired after saying such inconsiderate words to Abele. Plus, he wanted to quickly get to sleep. But what was holding him back? Oh, those dishes. And the cluttered table. Daisuke, not trying to fight his cleaning habit, went to scrubbing and sorting. After a while, he found himself dragging himself to bed. He stopped at Abele's door and stared. He wondered if he should have said goodnight or something to Abele… to at least try to relieve the awkwardness. But he didn't. Daisuke gave in to his cowardice and slipped into his bedroom.

 

In his bedroom, he sloppily got dressed. After doing that, he plopped unto his bed and drifted off into a sleep.

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When Abele heard the other walking into his own room, he got up. If the other was going to bed, he might as well get up and sit in the living room, or plan out his next appointment with Evens... maybe the other rally did hate him. At least Evens seemed to want him. Why should the ginger have to deal with someone that didn't want to be near him, or resented him for some reason? He was considering making the other leave, and as the "punishment" it would be to never interact with him again... He huffed as he considered this.

 

Leaving his room, he made his way into the living room, sitting on the couch with a bored expression. He was bored when he was by himself... but it was better to be bored by himself instead of bored with someone who treated him like shit when all he did for the man was give him a place to stay, eat, sleep, bathe... and even give him a sum of money to get out of his issues, of which he couldn't pay back, which was why he was here in the first place.